My Black Sheep was Elizabeth Davis. (g-g-g-grandmother)
The whole story is
on-line when you go looking for it.
I found her on the ship 'Stately' bound for New Zealand, she got herself into a whole lot of trouble and ended up in court in Auckland. Three or four times in fact.
A local newspaper article ends up alluding to her (yes
her, , her's is the only name mentioned) as the sweepings of the streets of London!!! And she paid her own fare!!
Every time I think about it I want to sue the paper and the #@!!*# cowardly reporter who didn't even put his name to the article.
I have a photo of her and she looks such a sweet thing

She went on to raise 7 children.
So if anyone here has an ancestor who was a reporter for the Southern Cross newspaper in 1851, let them know that he was the worst black sheep of all.

cheers,
Leonie.