Death of a Convert Priest. A Former Sydney Pastor, The Catholic Press, 31 October 1918, p 31, http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article105968336:

On Wednesday, June 19, the British and American residents of Pau escorted to his last resting place, Father G. B. de Restian Tuckwell, a revered and beloved member of the little colony.

Father Tuckwell was born at Edinburgh in 1843, of a Protestant family, and in 1862 obtained a commission in the army. A few years later he was sent to Mauritius, with the rank of captain and a Government appointment in the British Customs. Within a few months, however, Captain Tuckwell sought instruction in the Catholic religion; and, sending in his resignation, sailed for France, where he studied for the priesthood. After his ordination by the Bishop of Tarbes, he came out to Australia, and did good missionary work for many years, both here and in New Zealand. He was the predecessor of the Rev. Father R. O'Regan, at Redfern, and was also stationed at Manly. His health failing, he returned to France, laboured for six years in Paris, at Notre Dame des Victoires; and, finally retired to Pau, spending there the last 20 years of his life.

A few words about Father Tuckwell's conversion may not be out of place. It seems that his parents were very strict Presbyterians, intensely prejudiced against the Church, and strongly opposed to the honour paid to the Blessed Virgin. Their references to her made a deep impression on the child's sensitive mind. One day, when he was only five years old, happening to open the family Bible, he read to his surprise the following words: "Hail, full of grace; the Lord is with thee." Greatly excited at this discovery, he hastened to communicate it to the other members of the family.

"Go away, you naughty boy! Don't ever repeat that again!" was his mother's sharp reprimand. But, although he kept silence, the child was henceforth a Catholic at heart. He haunted our churches, and in some way learned to recite the Rosary.

On another occasion, when his mother and some of her friends were sewing together, their tongues busily attacking Our Lady's fair fame, a small voice from a window-seat suddenly broke in: "How can you say such things against Our Lord's Mother, when in the Bible it says, 'Henceforth all generations shall call me blessed?'" And young Tuckwell hastened from the room, leaving the company speechless with amazement. As he passed out, he heard his mother exclaim: "Oh, dear! That child will surely become a Papist some day!"

Father Tuckwell's influence over the English-speaking Catholics of Pau was a very happy one, his priestly zeal being tempered by the tact and good-breeding of a thorough gentleman. I last saw his tall figure on the Octave day of Corpus Christi, says a writer in the "Ave Maria," as he walked slowly through the streets of Pau, escorting the Blessed Sacrament; and I admired his erect carriage—for, in spite of his 75 years, he looked every inch a soldier. Unfortunately, that pious act was the indirect cause of his death. Exposure to the rays of a hot June sun brought on an attack of sunstroke, and three days later he went to receive the reward of a long and useful life. A singular conversion was his, and a saintly life its sequel. He loved Our Blessed Mother—how she must have loved him, who as a child had defended her honour! Peace be to his noble soul!