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’GRACE DARLING OF THE NARROWS' Li^hffiocjJi JStbFort - 15/^ •“ Ph^lo Token a^/«r J93< M.M. <f K ' Photo courtesy of The Vancouver Maritime Museum Say the name "Grace" and the word "Narrows" in the same breath and someone's sure to come up with Grace McCarthy and the string of twinkling lights illuminating the Lions Gate Bridge - the lights dubbed "Grace's necklace" ever since the switch was thrown that February day in Expo year. But long, long before that, there was another Grace - who wasn't a Grace at all - and a single light that wasn't on any bridge. In fact, it was quite the opposite. It stood at the mouth of the Capilano River and its care, along with that of the fog horn was in the hands of George Alfred Harris and his family. This is their story told, for the most part, in the words of daughter Dorothy Mawdsley Harris, who moved into the house adjoining the lighthouse early in the spring of 1914. "We came to Vancouver in 1909. I had just had my 13th birthday. My father couldn't get work of any description. He had a Chief Engineer ticket from Liverpool but owing to the laws of B.C., he wasn't allowed to work as an Engineer -not even on a small tug in the inlet. It must have been very hard on my parents for along about that time, my brother, Leslie, had a tubercular gland taken from the side of his neck; I had an abscessed ear; and my mother, blood poisoning. In the spring of 1913, father got a job looking after the boiler at the Anvil Island Brick Company. He had by that time, sat for his 3rd class ticket. Whether he ever got his 2nd class, I don't know but I imagine he did. Our family moved from Mount Pleasant and went to live at Anvil Island, at least for the summer but we had not been there a vs^eek or two when father was given the First Narrows Light and Fog Station. I can't remember for sure but have a notion it was the end of April in 1913 when he took over. The light was first used on May 17th, 1913, the day after my 17th birthday. The fog horn was started on June 1st, 1913. The people of West Vancouver called Point Atkinson 'the old cow' and our horn, 'the calf. It must have been very hard on my father living there by himself. I don't know the dimensions of the lighthouse, but it was full of engines. Two engines were the same, the second one in case the first one broke down. There was an air compressor which was linked with belts to pulleys from the engine to the wall and then up to a higher pulley and across to the compressor, hence by pipes