CONARA

The Corners Inn, built in 1850
Now known as The Disapearing House
(Photo: Barry Aulich)
Originally known as ‘The Corners’
the township of Conara derives its name from the aboriginal word for
coal, although the relevance of this name may be questioned as no
coal bearing seams exist in its vicinity. The term ‘Corners’, however,
may offer a clue as the town, now reduced to a scant number of houses
around a railway junction, lies on the old intersection of the coach
road between Hobart Town and Launceston and the coach road from Swansea
passing through Avoca in the Fingal Valley. Eventually, the construction
of the Fingal Rail Line in 1886 met the Main Line Railway (Hobart—Launceston)
at The Corners and was primarily built to convey coal from the Cornwall
and Mt. Nicholas mines near St. Marys, a practice that has continued
for well over 100 years.
Yet this unassuming location in the rural heartland of Tasmania has
an even earlier history. As part of the original land grant to James
and Catherine Smith, Conara went then by the name of Willis’ Corner,
or more colloquially, ‘Humphrey’s Waterhole’, until it was requested
of Smith to construct an Inn to provide overnight hospitality to travellers
on the coach routes. Built in 1850 The Corners Inn has since been
known by many different names, but most often referred to simply as
The Disappearing House. Anyone journeying northward from Hobart on
the old highway was often surprised by the optical illusion of the
old inn sinking below the line of a small hill the closer one approached
it.
The original name of The Corners remained with the adjoining land
until 1958 when then owner, Graeme Taylor, sold his 400 acres (less
the separate title for the old Inn), to Alan McKinnon who absorbed
it into his property Glen Esk on the banks of the South Esk River
near Epping Forest.
In 1891 a school opened at Conara (The Corners) on a part time basis
until in 1903 enrolments lifted and the school became full time, continuing
until 1974 when enrolments dropped and remaining students were bussed
to Campbell Town. As a town, where almost the only employment was
with the railway, homes were constructed and let by the rail owner
itself until later years when rail passage lost favour and the houses
were sold off. Once supporting a general store and shop, the doors
of both have long since closed. A solid brick church now disused,
stands silently amid the cemetery to the north of the town, while
little evidence remains of the Institute Hall, where even Slim Dusty
made the floor boards squeak and strain under the joyous stomping
of residents from all around the district, as he drawled his universal
ballads.
Bernice Jurgeit
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