The morning was set aside to visit a friend (from my days as the non-residential administrator at St Michael's Theological College,Cardiff) in Newbridge-on-Wye but I managed to drop into a church on the way! This time it was St Gwrthwl's, Llanwrthwl - where 3x great grandfather, James Price was baptised on 10 Sept 1786.
I think this has to be my favourite church of the ones I've visited on this trip. The church gate is incredibly stiff and I couldn't open it from the outside. Fortunately, there are steps!
It's a little more precarious on the downward side! I loved the interior of this church; it's carpeted throughout and I was particularly taken with the natural stone of the west end wall.
Tucked away down there are tea and coffee making facilities for the many walkers that pass through the village. Judging by the comment in the visitors' book, it's much appreciated. I did manage to push open the gate from the church side which saved climbing back over the wall!
Onto Powys Archives which is now located on the Ddole Road Industrial Estate; purpose built facilities for the preservation of the archives. Could I find it? I knew it was Unit 29 but the road markings leave a lot to be desired. The sign that read 'Units 23 and upward' was badly worn and impossible to read from the road. Anyway, I found it eventually and was made welcome.
I confined myself mainly to the parish records that aren't available on findmypast; Llanbister and Llananno which are available as scanned copies (so no having to struggle with microfilm!) in the office. I've verified some baptisms for the Woodside, Llananno Joneses and some Reeses and realised I had driven past Great Meadows, the address given for Sarah Mantle and Richard Benbo (for the baptism of Richard, Sarah and John Benbo in 1867 although this is awkward because Richard Benbo married Adeliza Mantle and died in 1862!) on the mini-adventure!
I've also gleaned more information from the records for Llanbadarn Fynydd for the family of great uncle James Jones which brings me a bit more up-to-date with them.
I think the most interesting things on this visit were the Memorial Inscriptions and we have to be grateful to volunteers who record the position of, and details on, headstones in church yards.
Firstly, I decided to check the details for 3x great grandfather, Edward Thomas. Born in Welshpool in 1808, Edward lived to the ripe old age of 93, dying in 1903 in Newtown. I'd seen his burial record in the parish register some years before. It's really interesting as the minister had noted, in the margin: "used to tell everybody in his latter days that he had committed a 'great crime'. When asked what the event was, he would reply, 'too old to work' ".
I knew he had a headstone at St David's Church, Newtown but had never found it so I wanted to re-check the details. Here's what is noted: "337 - composite headstone with slate plaque and urn. Urn: In memory of M Morris from friends and neighbours. Headstone: In loving memory of Edward Thomas, aged 93 years. Buried 22 Jan 1903. Also of Margaret Morris, granddaughter of the above. Died 30 Oct 1946 aged 67. "Fell from a railway compartment at Forden Station on to the rails and received severe injuries which proved fatal. Rest in Peace".
I'd seen an entry for a Margaret Morris of about the right age in the 1939 Register at the Public Assistance Institution at Forden; a member of staff who was a seamstress and wondered whether it could be her. I would need to order a death certificate to confirm but it seemed very likely now.
I also found out something else but I'm going to leave that until tomorrow...
Showing posts with label Newtown. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Newtown. Show all posts
Sunday, 17 June 2018
Sunday, 3 June 2018
Research Trip 2018 (1)
So, now that I have retired, I have decided that I should have some research trips to further my researches. This first year, I have focussed on mid-Wales as the release of the 1939 Register in the UK has meant I've gained lots of extra information on both sides of the family.
This week, I am in Rhayader, Powys - it's more or less central to the places I wish to visit; Newtown, Llandrindod Wells (location of Powys Archives), Llanbadarn Fynydd and so on. Since today is Sunday, I've been to church (St Clement's, Rhayader) and it's been a pleasure for me to take communion with the Church in Wales again after a break of about 3 years. The congregation was welcoming and interested to hear that I was on a family history research trip. After the service, I couldn't resist a mooch around the churchyard and was rewarded (I hope) to discover a headstone for Richard Oliver Jones, blacksmith. I think this is a son of James Jones (my great uncle who was the blacksmith at Llanbadarn Fynydd). I'll have to order a marriage certificate to confirm (or not) the details, of course.
In the afternoon, I travelled over to Llanllwchaiarn, hoping that the church may be open - sadly not, but I did have a look around the churchyard again. I presume that quite a few of my forebears are buried here but either they haven't had headstones or they've long been overgrown and/or deteriorated.
For example, I understand that my grandmother, Ethel (Morris) Jones is buried in a common grave in front of the headstone here. Born in Newtown, she died in Nuneaton, Warwickshire in 1927 after the birth of my Dad's younger brother. It's sad that a) she's buried in a common grave and b) that there's no marker. I shall have to look into what can be done to rectify this.
While in Newtown (Llanllwchaiarn is essentially a part on Newtown these days, although a different parish) I went to the municipal cemetery. I have never been here before, despite having made several trips, so didn't know what to expect. I shall have to look at the Memorial Inscriptions held at Powys Archives (which I have booked to visit on Wednesday) so see if I need to make another visit before I go home.
All in all, it's been a good day - the weather has been glorious and this is a lovely part of the world. Here's a picture of the view from my bedroom window in Rhayader:
More tomorrow
This week, I am in Rhayader, Powys - it's more or less central to the places I wish to visit; Newtown, Llandrindod Wells (location of Powys Archives), Llanbadarn Fynydd and so on. Since today is Sunday, I've been to church (St Clement's, Rhayader) and it's been a pleasure for me to take communion with the Church in Wales again after a break of about 3 years. The congregation was welcoming and interested to hear that I was on a family history research trip. After the service, I couldn't resist a mooch around the churchyard and was rewarded (I hope) to discover a headstone for Richard Oliver Jones, blacksmith. I think this is a son of James Jones (my great uncle who was the blacksmith at Llanbadarn Fynydd). I'll have to order a marriage certificate to confirm (or not) the details, of course.
In the afternoon, I travelled over to Llanllwchaiarn, hoping that the church may be open - sadly not, but I did have a look around the churchyard again. I presume that quite a few of my forebears are buried here but either they haven't had headstones or they've long been overgrown and/or deteriorated.
For example, I understand that my grandmother, Ethel (Morris) Jones is buried in a common grave in front of the headstone here. Born in Newtown, she died in Nuneaton, Warwickshire in 1927 after the birth of my Dad's younger brother. It's sad that a) she's buried in a common grave and b) that there's no marker. I shall have to look into what can be done to rectify this.
While in Newtown (Llanllwchaiarn is essentially a part on Newtown these days, although a different parish) I went to the municipal cemetery. I have never been here before, despite having made several trips, so didn't know what to expect. I shall have to look at the Memorial Inscriptions held at Powys Archives (which I have booked to visit on Wednesday) so see if I need to make another visit before I go home.
All in all, it's been a good day - the weather has been glorious and this is a lovely part of the world. Here's a picture of the view from my bedroom window in Rhayader:
More tomorrow
Monday, 12 December 2016
Jeremiah Owen - a long life
In 2005 I sent for the death certificate of who I thought was my 4th great grandfather, Jeremiah Owen(s) but it wasn't clear that it was the right one - the certificate said that he had died after an accident and that an inquest had been held but I hadn't been able to find evidence to back that up. Checking up recently on Findmypast, I found the following from the Shrewsbury Chronicle of 22 Nov 1862 - it's his granddaughter's evidence that clinches it:
Fatal accident: On Saturday last,
an inquest was held at the Bear Hotel, before Dr. Slyman, coroner, and a
respectable jury, to inquire into the cause of the death of Jeremiah Owen, an
old man, residing in the Pool Road, who had met with his death under
circumstances which will be gathered from the following evidence.
Mr. W Baird said: I am
Chief-constable of the county of Montgomery. Deceased had been in my employ for
seventeen years. He was in his ninety-first year, and latterly he has been
rather more frail than usual. No man could be more honest and straight forward
than he was. On Sunday he was in his usual good health. I saw him on the street
on Tuesday morning, but did not speak to him.
Harriet Jones said: the deceased
was my grandfather. He lodged with my mother. He rose on Tuesday morning about
eleven or twelve o’clock and had his breakfast as usual. He dressed himself to
go to a funeral at the New Inn about one o’clock on that day. When he returned home
about five o’clock he said he had had a very foul fall, and cut his eye-brow,
and Mr. Hall had sewn it up. He went to bed without complaining much. Next day,
he did not rise. His eye was much swollen, and he was very ill. Mr. Hall saw
him on Wednesday morning. Finding he was not the club doctor, my mother sent
for Mr. Owen, who is the club doctor. On
Thursday night he was very restless. I was up with him every night. He died on
Friday afternoon at four o’clock.
John Evans said: I am one of the
stewards of the Newtown Friendly United Society. The late Jeremiah Owen was a
member of that society. He had been a member about thirty-five years. A rule of
the club is to invite twenty-two members of the club, with two stewards, to
attend the funerals of deceased members. Jeremiah Owen was one who was selected
to attend the funeral of the late Richard Davies to the parish church of
Llanllwchaiarn. I attended the funeral. The members started from the new Inn.
They were all orderly and soberly. The allowance of drink is a pint for each
man and deceased did not have more than a pint. I cannot say he was not the
worse for liquor. I should say he was not drunk. He did not go further than the
pump, next to the National Schools, near Severn side wall. There were several
slides there, and they were dangerous. As I was appointing four to carry the
coffin, the deceased fell just opposite the pump. He fell on one of the slides,
in the middle of the road, which had been made by children. I and another
steward assisted him up, and took him to Mr. Hall’s surgery. Mr. Hall dressed
the wound which he had received in his fall. The wound was on the left eye, and
he had a cut upon his cheek. I left the deceased at Mr. Hall’s surgery and did
not see him afterwards.
Mr. Hall said: I am a surgeon
residing in Newtown. I saw the deceased on the day of the accident at my
surgery. I should think it was about four o’clock in the afternoon. He had a
lacerated wound above the left eye, dividing the soft parts quite to the bone,
of about two inches in extent. There was a slight bruise also upon the left
cheek. I dressed the wound, and after having asked him whether he was capable
of walking home, he left my surgery with that intention. I saw him next on
Wednesday morning about ten o’clock when he appeared abut as well as I could
expect. I directed his daughter to send for Mr. Jones, who was the medical
officer of the district in which he resided. I saw him again on Thursday night,
at the request of Mr. Baird, when he appeared feeble and rather drowsy, but he
knew me, and answered my questions correctly. I did not give him any medicine,
because I was informed that he had taken some from Mr. Owen. He appeared quite
sober when he came to my surgery. I don’t think he had suffered much from loss
of blood occasioned by the wound. My opinion is that he died from the combined
effects of congestion of the brain and exhaustion, consequent upon injury to
the head.
Mr. J. Owen said: I am engaged to
attend the sick members of the Newtown Friendly United Society. I have attended
the members about three years last July. I don’t know whether my name appears
or not in the list of the Medical registers.
The Coroner then said he could
not therefore receive any medical evidence from Mr. Owen. The Coroner then
called Mr. Evans, the steward of the club, and told him that a recent Act of
Parliament required that all medical practitioners should have their names
registered on an authorised medical list. Mr. Owen, by practising, not having
complied with this, rendered himself liable to a penalty; but the effect upon
those who employed unregistered medical practitioners was, that no fees could
be legally claimed from them by these practitioners. It was much to be
regretted that a public body did not employ properly authorised medical men,
and that they did not offer to pay them a sum which was worthy of their
receiving; the labourer was worthy of his hire, and the contemptible small sums
which were offered to medical men by these clubs was disgraceful. He then
addressed the jury, and in referring to the cause of the death of the deceased,
said, there was no doubt was traceable to the fall upon the slides. Those
slides were made in the middle of the road by boys, who indulged in this
dangerous and mischievous practice with impunity, and which he was sorry to say
they were encouraged by their parents. He hoped an example might be made of
some of them as that might have the effect of preventing its repetition. Mr.
Hall had seen the deceased at first, immediately after the accident, and it
would have been better in his opinion if Mr. Hall had continued his attendance;
as it was the poor man seemed to have had both too little and too much medical
advice. He was sorry that he was obliged to speak of Mr. Owen’s interference in
the way he had, but it was his duty to do so, and he was anxious to take every
public opportunity of protesting against the interference of unauthorised
medical practitioners.
A verdict of ‘Accidental death’
was then returned.
Wednesday, 13 March 2013
GRO Certificates
Every so often you need to confirm what you think you know and ordering a certificate from the General Register Office is a good means of doing so. It's not cheap - each certificate costs £9.25 these days but the system is easy and straightforward so it's often worth it. If you get the details right to start with!!
Today, the postman has delivered 3 certificates.
1. Death certificate for Frederick Woolley, my gg grandfather. Frederick died on 20th March 1913 at Bryn Street, Newtown (in the old county of Montgomeryshire). His occupation is given as house plumber and painter. The cause of death is given as 'Fatty degeneration of heart' & 'cardiac failure'. The informant is son Fred living in Cross Street, Newtown.
2. Death certificate of Eliza Woolley, the widow of Frederick who died 27 June 1922, again in Bryn Street. cause of death here is 'cerebral haemorrhage'.
Perhaps it's a bit morbid to order death certificates but they could prove useful to pick up on any recurring causes of death which we today ought to know about.
3. The third certificate is a marriage certificate; Luigi James Bellisario and Emma Lowe. I ordered this to check whether it was the same branch of Bellisarios as Gabriel in Cardiff and indeed it is. It looks as though Luigi James was born around 1865, but where? The 1881 census has him living in Cardiff but born in Italy and under the name of Bellmaris rather than Bellisario (a mistranscription error) so not always easy to follow.
Anyway, things to work on thanks to today's certificates
Today, the postman has delivered 3 certificates.
1. Death certificate for Frederick Woolley, my gg grandfather. Frederick died on 20th March 1913 at Bryn Street, Newtown (in the old county of Montgomeryshire). His occupation is given as house plumber and painter. The cause of death is given as 'Fatty degeneration of heart' & 'cardiac failure'. The informant is son Fred living in Cross Street, Newtown.
2. Death certificate of Eliza Woolley, the widow of Frederick who died 27 June 1922, again in Bryn Street. cause of death here is 'cerebral haemorrhage'.
Perhaps it's a bit morbid to order death certificates but they could prove useful to pick up on any recurring causes of death which we today ought to know about.
3. The third certificate is a marriage certificate; Luigi James Bellisario and Emma Lowe. I ordered this to check whether it was the same branch of Bellisarios as Gabriel in Cardiff and indeed it is. It looks as though Luigi James was born around 1865, but where? The 1881 census has him living in Cardiff but born in Italy and under the name of Bellmaris rather than Bellisario (a mistranscription error) so not always easy to follow.
Anyway, things to work on thanks to today's certificates
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)