A fact which escapes many people is that Rookwood Necropolis, located in Sydney’s west, is the largest of its kind in the Southern Hemisphere. It’s huge. It has its own postcode. Originally named Haslem’s Creek Cemetery, it opened in 1867 as a replacement for the close-to-capacity Devonshire Street Cemetery, itself a replacement for Sydney’s old burial ground, where Town Hall now stands. For once, they chose a winner – nearly 150 years later and it’s still not full.
A visit to the cemetery makes clear that although much of it is made up of graves from the distant past, it’s still a working cemetery and there are new additions all the time. But back when cars weren’t so commonplace, the easiest way to get a corpse and mourners from point a to point b was by train, and the premier way to do that from 1867 onwards was by rail. Trains would depart from Regent Street’s Mortuary Station and deviate at Lidcombe to the Rookwood line.
Rookwood’s Mortuary Receiving House No. 1, 1870. Image courtesy State Records NSW.
Once a train entered the Necropolis, there were four stations within the grounds at which to stop (that’s three more than Castle Hill ever had), with the main one romantically named Mortuary Receiving Station No. 1. Once again designed by James Barnet (currently a Rookwood resident), this was the most ornate of the four, and was a sister station to the one on Regent Street. Crafted to be reminiscent of a church, like Regent Street, Rookwood No. 1 featured a bell that would ring out half an hour before departure so as to let mourners know to get back on the train or get left behind. Looking at both this one and the Regent Street station it’s easy to see that they fit in perfectly with the Victorian era’s fascination with death and the afterlife (not to mention trains). It’s powerful imagery – your journey ended with angels holding scrolls and trumpets as you arrived at your final destination. Can’t say that about Epping Station. Once again, the station proved to be as murderous as its twin. That, or these are just some cases of people being in the right place at the wrong time:
Brisbane Courier, 13 Aug 1932.
Argus, 27 Feb 1906.
Adelaide Advertiser, 27 Aug 1896.
SMH, 20 Nov 1915.
In 1901, the line was expanded to include more stations within Rookwood, but none were constructed with such grandeur as No. 1 (which incidentally wasn’t as grand after the expansion, as part of its waiting rooms had to be removed to make way for the through line). No. 2 featured just a timber shelter:
Rookwood’s Mortuary No. 2 Station, 1948. Image courtesy I. K. Winney/John Oakes.
No. 3 was the only other station in the line to have had any kind of thought put into its design, and that’s partly because it was built from the former waiting rooms of No. 1.
Rookwood’s Mortuary No. 3 Station, 1948. Image courtesy I. K. Winney/John Oakes.
No. 4 was added in 1908, when the line was at its peak (particularly on Mothers’ Day). Again there’s no disguising it’s really just a shack along the platform.
Rookwood’s Mortuary No. 4 Station, 1948. Image courtesy I. K. Winney/John Oakes.
As with Regent Street, as cars became the preferred way to get to and from (or in some cases, just to) a Rookwood funeral, the train line’s usefulness declined. It’s not like residents could catch the trains to and from work. In 1948, the line was decommissioned, and in typical CityRail style wasn’t completely removed until 1965 (even now, a Cemetery siding still exists off Lidcombe Station. Nice work, fellas). The stations themselves then passed on to their next life, some more interesting than others.
The site of No. 4 has since become a bus stop. Buses replaced trains as the public transport of choice to Rookwood after 1948. I’m assuming corpses still ride for free. Neither No. 4 or No. 2, the lesser stations, appear on the current Rookwood map. It’s almost like they don’t want you to know where they were, but the truth is that there’s not much at either site, so there’s almost no point in going there. No. 2, the least impressive of any of the stations, is today just a large green curve of grassy land bordered by tombstones – not exactly a standout spot at Rookwood.
No. 3, however, is a different story. Because it actually featured a building that would require things like foundations, the site is marked on the map, and today exists outside the Catholic Cemetery Trust office and carpark. It’s fascinating:
No. 3 Station, 2012.
There’s no sign or anything apart from the hint on the map to let you know what this is. It’s so nothing that you almost wonder why they bothered leaving it there, but there it is.
No, the real story behind the Rookwood stations is the fate of Receiving House No. 1.
Rookwood’s Mortuary Station No. 1, 1952. Image courtesy State Records NSW.
After 1948 it fell into dereliction. A bushfire destroyed all the woodwork, it became a popular place to drink at night (why?!) and, indignity of indignities, someone pinched the bell. Now let me stop this right there; someone stole the heavy bell? Who does that? How do they do it? Did they plan it? Case the bell for a few weeks before realising that the residents couldn’t do anything about it even if they tried? Did they back up the ute and load it up? Where is it today? Baffling.
The Railway Department needed to offload this bomb, and in 1952 it went on the market. It’s a strange decision; if RailCorp suddenly decided to close, say, Croydon Station, would it appear on the market not long after? Or maybe on eBay, with the Rookwood bell? Presumably because no one had internet back then, the station still hadn’t sold by 1959, when a Reverend Ted Buckle had a brilliant notion.
All Saints Anglican Church, Ainslie, Canberra.
The station was bought by the All Saints Anglican Church in Ainslie, Canberra, to be its new building. It was demolished and reconstructed brick for brick…well, almost. Notice anything different? First off, they had to get a new bell, but second, the bell tower’s on the opposite side. Did they just forget where it had been in the first place? Didn’t the bricks not match up? Anyway, churchgoers in Ainslie still attend Mortuary Receiving House No. 1 each week, mostly unaware of the building’s history (despite the fact that it’s discussed in detail on the Church’s website).
Meanwhile, back at Rookwood, a monument has been built to commemorate No. 1 and the Necropolis’ rail history in general.
It looks nice, and it’s very subdued. It doesn’t look out of place in the gloomy surrounds of Rookwood, and residents no longer need to worry about the noise pollution of the trains. Happy endings all around…especially for that sicko who’s out there somewhere, gleefully ringing his ill-gotten bell over and over, laughing maniacally.
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[…] (Unfortunately these mortuary stations may have taken their titles a bit too seriously and turned out to be the end of the line for a few mourners who were tragically killed by trains early last century. See the news clippings in these posts about Regent St and Rookwood.) […]
Only one of the four newspaper clippings actually refers to the Mortuary Station, the other three refer to the now removed Rookwood Station on the mainline between Lidcombe and Flemington.
In that case, it’s no wonder they removed it! I hope they buried it deep.
Thank you for clarifying about the mainline station.
Many people argue that the only stations were in the cemetery. As a tour guide in Rookwood for nearly 20 years I heard heaps of tales.
The ground levels in the photos indicate that the photos are accuratly labeled. The original platform existed prior to the expansion of rookwood cemetary, opposite the northern end of where Willian Dr met Railway Street. With the expansion of the cemetary, the station was moved to about 15m NE of the East st and Railway St roundabout. Not long after the railway line was extended into the cemetary with increase of traffic, and Mortuary Staiton 1 was opened in 1897. Within 11 years the final station had been built and the line was at it’s maximum point. All stations closed in December 1948 with the expansion of the bus network. Eleven years to build a few kilometers of track is very slow, around that time the NSW railways could lay about 11km of track in a year!.
Tour of the Church here : http://www.allsaintsainslie.org.au/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=52&Itemid=68
[…] south, where it now serves as a seemingly ordinary parish church. What a sentence. True story. You can read more here. The departure point in Regent Street, Sydney, where the corpses and their mourners hopped onboard […]
It’s an empty facade still, with the Anglican religion nearly completely ignoring sincere pleas for assistance regarding serious Social issues.Your more likely to get that knowing smirk of Masonic compromise than any Christianity; but I will revise my observations should I see any real humanity. A reply from 2 separate people to one email and that was it, with no further answers to any; reflecting the slow demise of real Christianity. It’s a sad world now. The wonderful selfless souls I witnessed growing upare no longer typified anywhere as far as I can see. The Surely old lady that gave free soup to the homeless every Friday has passed on and is the end of an era and will not see another like her. ACT public housing are literal Hell holes of Criminal activity running amok and even when informed of the details all authorities and departments do absolutely nothing to aid honest tenant’s plight of being trampling under of the Meth and Heroin miscreants. Once ACT public housing had actual houses but the local Politicians starting with Carnell sold them off and jammed everyone into flat blocks where good Christian souls are jammed right next to Heroin dealing psychopaths with 30 or 40 customers banging on the door all day and all night making the places a literal hell for the moral minority. Its a disgrace. I wouldn’t bring your children here quite sincerely, and I long to see my Grandchildren. In fact the entire ACT has changed and not for the better. The Politicians have you all bluffed. They are crooks and probably behind it all making money hand over fist from Dope, as the know and do nothing for 13 years now. in fact it is entirely apparent that they support the crooks and are openly abusive to totally complacent to those trying to assist in the matter at great personal risk I should add.
It’s an empty facade still, with the Anglican religion nearly completely ignoring sincere pleas for assistance regarding serious Social issues.Your more likely to get that knowing smirk of Masonic compromise than any Christianity; but I will revise my observations should I see any real humanity. A reply from 2 separate people to one email and that was it, with no further answers to any; reflecting the slow demise of real Christianity. It’s a sad world now. The wonderful selfless souls I witnessed growing upare no longer typified anywhere as far as I can see. The Surely old lady that gave free soup to the homeless every Friday has passed on and is the end of an era and will not see another like her. ACT public housing are literal Hell holes of Criminal activity running amok and even when informed of the details all authorities and departments do absolutely nothing to aid honest tenant’s plight of being trampling under of the Meth and Heroin miscreants. Once ACT public housing had actual houses but the local Politicians starting with Carnell sold them off and jammed everyone into flat blocks where good Christian souls are jammed right next to Heroin dealing psychopaths with 30 or 40 customers banging on the door all day and all night making the places a literal hell for the moral minority. Its a disgrace. I wouldn’t bring your children here quite sincerely, and I long to see my Grandchildren. In fact the entire ACT has changed and not for the better. The Politicians have you all bluffed. They are crooks and probably behind it all making money hand over fist from Dope, as the know and do nothing for 13 years now. in fact it is entirely apparent that they support the crooks and are openly abusive to totally complacent to those trying to assist in the matter at great personal risk I should add.
It’s Donald Mackay all over again, where no one will stand beside those trying to terminate the poisoning of our your own kids. It fodders the pay for justice extortion scam where they take possession of the planet then charge you to drive upon it, or lock you up for all kinds of responses of financial pressures just to survive. We need jobs so our leaders allow all the checkout jobs and tellers to be replaced by machines.
We are now serving the tool not the tool serving us and it is all by the design of our leaders. Greedy corrupt and arrogant leaders.
I bet no one read the unofficial John Howard biography? You will know the real nature of that miserable psychopathic little man and his party of misanthropic monsters then.
Thank you for writing that interesting article and posting the pics of all the stations.
I have never seen those pics except for Mortuary Station.
I have always wondered what the other stations looked like.
And yes where is that bell someone must know.