Tuesday, August 30, 2016

Still here...

I really needed to clean out my craft room so we stayed an extra day at home before going to the beach. I have got it under control and it is now time to rest. Just lettin' you know I'm going to be back to blogging soon.

Monday, August 29, 2016

Back to Business Soon

Today I have a couple of appointments here at home, some last minute laundry and then tomorrow we will head back to our humble beach abode. I must say I am missing it. Feeling a little guilty for leaving home when  there is work to do here! Like clean up my office/craft room. It is a veritable disaster.

I am also anxious to get back to the business of writing and researching. I have e-mails and blogs that I've been reading so I haven't been totally remiss while home. I like to see what other people are doing with regards to their family histories and research. It's all very interesting to me.

Here are a couple of the blogs I read, or the e-mails I receive:

Your Peachy Past - about Georgia
Maureen Taylor - Photo Detective
Rose Hill Cemetery - Macon, GA
Vintage Portland - photo archive of Portland, Oregon
Kansas Genealogy
Genealogie Online
Internet Archives
etc., etc.

Some of the subjects I will be posting here in the near future:
Updated War list
Surnames in our family list
Story about a man - shirt tail relative
Focus on Family - who will be next? I admit I thought I would do these more often than I have

So now I'm off to meet one of my sisters for lunch!

Ta ta for now,

Sunday, August 28, 2016

Few Days Off

I'm sorry I haven't been posting. We left the beach and traveled home on Thursday. We come home now and then to catch up on the mail and laundry. And this trip we had a special event to attend. Hubby's sister, Deb, and her husband, Farrell, are celebrating their 40th anniversary this next week so there was a party for them at their daughter's home yesterday. Bree and JP hosted a lovely party for them in their (huge) back yard. It was very nice and quite a few people came to help celebrate. Deb's twin, Craig, and his wife, Ellen, surprised them and came all the way from Florida to help celebrate! Everyone was surprised - Bree kept the secret tho she admitted it was hard!

I haven't been working on my research or the book this trip. There are other things that need doing while we are here at home. I'll get back to it soon and make some regular posts. Meanwhile, here are some photos from yesterday's party.

Farrell and Deb, the honorees. 

Vic, Diana, Deb and Craig. Siblings. 
Deb and Craig are twins.


Carol, Deb, Farrell, Craig.
Carol is Farrell's mother.

Vic, Deb, Me (Nancy)

Have a great week!
Ta ta for now,

Wednesday, August 24, 2016

More Unique Names

I've come across more unique names - odd, different, how-did-they-come-up-with-that names. Since last night's fare was heavy, tonight we will just have a list of names and maybe some pretty pictures. 

Tomorrow I go for a post-op on my eye and then on home. It's going to be a long day so I won't post tomorrow night.

If you live in Oregon your grass probably isn't green right now so here's some pretty flowers and green grass for you to admire!

These are all given names, not surnames.

Beecome (Male) (with the 3 Es)

And before I go, I will say HAPPY BIRTHDAY to our daughter, Katie. Friday is her birthday and she will be 42 years old. Love you more than words can say, Kate! And she probably doesn't read the blog!! She's not on Facebook, either!

Ta ta for now!

Tuesday, August 23, 2016


I've come across some pretty interesting facts and people lately in my research. Sometimes I spend too much time on shirt tails but it's so interesting I can't help myself! Here is the obituary of a man who is kind of related to us. He is a 2nd cousin, three times removed. He won't be in my book so I want to share his story with you here. That is why I started this blog - to share interesting things I come across but won't put in my book or the family history portion of it. 

John Kelso comes to our family through the Dillon branch; he was born and raised in Iowa. Here is the obituary I found: 


     John Kelso was born at Canton, Jackson county, Iowa, October 19, 1852. When three years of age his parents moved to Scott county, where they lived until John was fourteen years of age, at which time they moved to Benton county. Here the deceased spent the rest of his life.
     In 1883 he married Miss Lilla Francis, and they took up their residence on his farm just north of Spencer's Grove. There was born to them six children, five of whom with the bereaved wife survive the father and husband. The oldest of these children is fourteen and the youngest not quite two years of age. The father and mother of the deceased died some years since, but several brothers and sisters are living and all of them but one were present at the funeral services.
     Mr. Kelso had not been in robust health for some years but was able to work until two years ago last December when he was taken much worse and since that time has been a very great sufferer. He sought medical aid in various places and at much expense but received only temporary relief. During the last few weeks he failed rapidly, and on Jan. 10, 1899, passed away.
     Two months before his death he professed conversion ad expressed regret that (he) had not earlier accepted Christ, that he might have had a longer time to prove by active service his appreciation of what God had done for him.
     The funeral services were conducted by Rev. W. E. Ross at the Spencer's Grove church.

Miss Lilla Francis was 19 years old when she married John Kelso, 12 years her senior. They married in September of 1883. A baby was born in 1881 and died at birth. I'm assuming it was fathered by John but I do not know that for a fact. The other children were: 

  1. Ada V 1884-1902 (died at 18 yrs)
  1. Olita V 1886-1891 (died at 5 yrs)
  1. Edna 1887-1928 (died at 41 yrs)
  1. Jesse Lee 1888-1913 (died at 25 yrs)(male)
  1. Vernon 1890-1918 (died at 28 yrs)
  1. Alta 1893-1903 (died at 10 years)
When John died in January of 1899, Olita had already passed on. Within three years of his death, Lilla would lose two more children. That is a lot of heartbreak. 
Lilla Francis and Victor G. Spencer
On their wedding day. 
Feb 1909

Lilla remarried in February of 1909 to Victor G. Spencer. Both he and her first husband were farmers. Lilla was 45 years old when she remarried. Spencer was about the same age as Lilla. 

In the 1920 Census, Polk, Benton County, Iowa, Victor and Lilla are enumerated with Ronald T. Kelso, age 7, and Harold L., age 2. They listed the two boys as "grandsons." However, in 1930, two more boys are enumerated with them: Donald Smiley, age 12, and Dale Smiley, age 10. As Head of Household, Victor Spencer listed these four boys as "Step Sons." So your guess is as good as mine about the parentage of the four boys. I think they might all be grandsons and I came to that realization because of the early deaths of John and Lilla's children. I would consider the two with the last name of Kelso to have been either Jesse Lee's or Vernon's children, however research revealed that Jesse was single at the time of his death.  

More research. Vernon filled out his World War I draft registration cards on June 5th, 1917. At that time he had a wife and two children. I found a wife for him and some of the questions were answered but left more needing to be answered. He married Amelia Virginia Engler on April 5, 1911. Amelia gave birth to Ronald T. Kelso on April 27, 1912. Vernon John Kelso was born on November 13, 1913 but he died on October 18, 1914. Another son, Charles Wayne Kelso came along on May 14, 1915. And lastly, Harold Lee Kelso was born on November 22, 1917. 

Vernon and Amelia both died in 1918. I do not know the circumstances of their deaths. So we now know why Ronald and Harold were listed on the 1920 Census with Lilla and Victor Spencer. 

You may have noticed that Lilla Francis Kelso Spencer had the two boys, Ronald and Harold, living with her and Victor, but what about Charles. Where did he go? I found him on the 1930 Census living with Cornelius and Goldie Fox. The census taker put "charge" under the column for relation to Head of Household. He then drew a line through it and wrote "lodger." He or she also put a line as to indicate that his surname was Fox, same as Cornelius and Goldie, but then wrote over the top of the line "Kelso." I am going to assume that Charles, or Wayne, as he was called, was fostered out or was raised by someone other than a relative. Whomever raised him should be proud - he turned out to be a pilot in World War II, and had attained the rank of Lt. Colonel. 

Charles Wayne Kelso
Birth Date:14 May 1915
Death Date:9 Feb 1997
Service Start Date:13 May 1942
Interment Date:12 Feb 1997
Cemetery:Houston National Cemetery
Cemetery Address:10410 Veterans Memorial Drive Houston, TX 77038
Buried At:Section G1 Site 190

I would assume the two Smiley children belonged to one of Lilla and John's daughters, either Edna or Ada. Further research did not reveal the parentage of the two boys. If these two were definitely "ours" and not "shirt tails" I would spend more time looking for their parentage. As it is, I've spent way too much time on this already and will end it, hoping I haven't thoroughly confused you by now. 

Watch for another obituary soon. With an added twist. 

Ta ta for now,

Monday, August 22, 2016

Dancing a Jig (in my mind at least!)

Today I have been working on our Dillon ancestry. I now have a printer so I don't have to copy everything by hand which allows me to actually accomplish a lot more. And I really did a lot today. We did run to the post office and to the library in Tillamook to get a library card. I had a note from our landlady saying that we are renting from her and living here, which is what they told me I needed last time I asked. Well, nope, today they wouldn't give me a card even with the written notice signed by our landlady. I've decided not to attempt it again. Twice is enough. It was frustrating, though. I'd like to be able to borrow books from other libraries that have to do with our family history. Local books from say, Indiana, Kansas, etc., that the Tillamook Library would not have.  (Oh, well. I could "buy" a card for $50.00 but I won't. I'm not happy with them for one thing and for another, I'd rather spend $50 differently.)

But today I found more Dillon ancestry, in Ireland, and the earliest I have found of any of our family lines: the year 1400! It's so amazing! And they were Earls and Sirs and Lords and such!! Way back...some not-too-wonderful ancestors are scattered here and there, and some not so far back dot our genealogy, too. (Keeps it interesting, right?)

I had a nice surprise: a high school friend contacted me via Facebook!! So good to reconnect! Unfortunately, we may not ever actually see one another again - she lives in Minnesota. *Sigh.* Oh, the good old days!

Speaking of the good old days and high school: we can't be in Gaston this coming weekend for the reunion - Hubby's sister and her Hubby are celebrating their 40th Anniversary and the children are giving them a party in eastern WA. So hello to all you Gaston people - have a great time!

Ta ta for now,

Saturday, August 20, 2016

No Rocks Today

Yesterday, that is Friday, it was 96 degrees here on the patio at Rockaway Beach! Highly unusual! Today it was 30 degrees cooler. Isn't that weird? It has been hot in the valley so lots of people have come to the beach. The traffic was atrocious yesterday when we went to the Post Office. Worsened by an accident right downtown.

I've really been slacking this week. I haven't worked a whole lot on my book. With my eye surgery and the trip into and out of Portland, it took a toll on me and I spent Wednesday in bed, and a bit of Thursday as well.

Tonight Hubby and I took a watercolor painting class. I was excited to go - but, I learned something: I do not like watercolor painting. The act of it, anyway. I like looking at what others have painted but I do not have a knack for it. When I took the other painting class (acrylics) with our daughters, I loved it! I went home and painted another picture soon after that class. Hubby said he learned some techniques and will use them at home. His paintings from tonight are good. I only brought one home; the other one is in the garbage can at the Art Center! (I've always wanted to try it and I did.) (And who knows, I might try it again at home with a picture I like better than one we painted.) (I can't let it defeat me. Now it has become a challenge.)

Today it was foggy and misty all day. No rocks! Some days they fade in and out, but not today.

Twin Disappearing Rocks.

I am still getting some knitting done.
Making scarves for children in the Appalachians. 

Three finished scarves. I'll add these to the box I have at home and
send them off soon. I knit when I watch TV. Normally, since I began writing my book,
I don't watch TV but sometimes I just need to vedge. 

Ta ta for now,

Thursday, August 18, 2016

County Fairs & World Fairs and Expos

Chicago World's Fair - 1893

Did you go to a county fair this summer? Maybe not. But in the "Gay Nineties," the years from 1890-1899, millions of Americans did attend county fairs and world's fairs. Fairs were extravaganzas of that time period. They were rich in economic, artistic and intellectual resources. A peek into the future.

Today there are many other events for our entertainment and pleasure, but there was really no competition at that time so people flocked to the fairs. Between Reconstruction and World War I, (1876-1916) there were twelve international expositions in America: Atlanta, Philadelphia, San Diego, New Orleans, Portland, Saint Louis, Nashville, Seattle, Omaha, Buffalo, and San Francisco all hosted fairs.

The first world's fair was held in London at the famous Crystal Palace. Queen Victoria and Prince Albert sponsored it as an experiment. Could an international exposition stimulate new inventions, world commerce and manufacturing processes in industry? Yes, indeed. Two years later the United States hosted its own world's fair - it was held in New York. It covered 13 acres and cost almost $750,000. Nearly a million and a half people attended. It was so successful at promoting international trade and technological advances that many future fairs and international expos were scheduled.

The most talked about fair of the Gay Nineties was held in Chicago in 1893 to celebrate the 400th anniversary of Columbus's discovery of America. The theme of Chicago's World's Columbian Exposition was electricity. President Grover Cleveland opened the fair by pushing a button from the White House and 1,000 miles away, the electricity was turned on in Chicago at the fairgrounds.

Twenty-one million people attended. Edison's light bulb, Tesla's electric coil and other electrical inventions were on display. Westinghouse Electric Corporation lit the fair.

"Expositions are the timekeepers of progress. They record the world's advancement. They stimulate the intellect of the people and quicken human genius," said President William McKinley, shortly before his assassination at the 1901 Pan-American Exposition at Buffalo.

Chicago's World Fair 1893

In 1984, the World Expo was held at New Orleans, Louisiana. Hubby and I were in NOLA at the time and did go. I don't remember a whole lot about it other than it was crowded and hot. I remember there was quite a controversy over the mermaids welcoming you at the front gate. See for yourself! We did enjoy our trip to New Orleans. We didn't go specifically to go to the fair. Hubby had completed a job over  $1 million under budget so he was given the trip as an "atta boy" so to speak. I got to go if we paid any extra for the airline ticket and for my own meals, etc. We just happened to have extra money right then (divine intervention?) so I got to go. I will always remember it!

New Orleans World Fair

I had my first (and last) mint julep there. It was nothing like I expected. Syrupy sweet. 

Anyway, that's all for tonight and for fairs and expos. I think we should have gone to the Tillamook County Fair this year but the timing was off - didn't fit into our schedule. Maybe next year.

Ta ta for now,

Monday, August 15, 2016

I'm Puzzled

So far, out of 49 information sheets I've sent out, I have received 33 back. Pretty good, actually! Thank you, everyone. I still need the rest of them. (Pretty please?)

Please note: you do not have to fill it out 100% - do the best you can. Also, if there is something you don't want to fill out, that's okay. If there is something you don't want published-that's okay, too! 

I'm not trying to be nosy and I'm not trying to put you on the spot. The reasons I am doing the family history are:
  • no one in the family has done it before
  • we don't know much about the family history because no one ever talked about it
  • I think our kids should know where they came from
  • it's interesting to me
  • someday someone will want to research the family history again and at least this part will be done
  • I am writing a book and it wouldn't be complete without knowing who our ancestors were, what they did, where they came from and what it was like to live with a large family
I could go on, but you know why and a lot of you have let me know that you are pleased to be able to have this information. I love the little notes you sent with your completed information sheets. Thank you for those!

I am a bit puzzled why some of you, my own siblings included, haven't sent your information. I sent them out the first of June. That was 2-1/2 months ago. And I even sent a self-addressed, stamped envelope. Are you afraid I am going to put every little bit of info in my book? I am not going to do that. I plan to put the information from my generation back as far as I can go. But, I do plan to give you print-outs of the information you give me so that you will have that information to share with your own family. This will be an added bonus - in addition to the book. 

Okay. That's enough. Please send your information. And thank you so much to those of you who have already returned yours. 

Ta ta for now,

Saturday, August 13, 2016

American Wars

Many of our ancestors fought in a war or in multiple wars, as did some of our generation. I'm proud of all members of our generation who served or are serving. Lita Burnett, daughter of Mark Burnett served in the Air Force until recently. Erricka Korpi, daughter of Dan and Julie is currently serving in the Air Force. I will cover all those of you who served in the military in my book; and I will include our ancestors and which wars they fought in as well. 

Updated version coming soon.

Revolutionary War
August 14, 1775
September 3, 1783

War of 1812
June 18, 1812
February 18, 1815

Civil War
April 12, 1861
May 9, 1865

Spanish American War
April 1898
August 1898

World War I
July 28, 1914
November 11, 1918

World War II
September 1, 1939
September 2, 1945

Korean War
June 25, 1950
July 27, 1953

Friday, August 12, 2016

Migraine Day

I've been working on those skeletons in the closet!

I had a bad night - migraine - then woke up with it. I finally got rid of it about 2 o'clock. (I didn't have my migraine medicine here and I'm not sure why--pain meds didn't work.)

Since then I've been working on the book. Writing. And going through my note books. Note notebooks. I have one, or more, for each branch of the family and I'm culling and keeping. I'm really glad its time to buy school supplies - we just bought about ten spiral notebooks for me - 19 cents each! Can't beat that! And, I'm pleased to say, Hubby bought me a printer for the beach abode! We bought it yesterday and I got it all hooked up and it worked right off! So those of you who have returned your information sheets will be getting print-outs to look over and keep in the near future. I want to make sure its all correct.

Because I have guests coming, this is a short blog post tonight. Have a great weekend!

Ta ta for now,

Wednesday, August 10, 2016

Obituary Prose

This is not one of our relatives. I share it here because it is beautifully written. 
Departed this life, on Saturday the 25th of October last, at Macon, Ga.,
JERUSHA C. WAKEMAN, in the 73d year of her age.
            It is not the object of the writer to eulogize the dead, but to present for the satisfaction of living friends here and elsewhere, impressions of the real character of the deceased, produced by a long life of unobtrusive piety and usefulness.
            Mrs. Wakeman was by profession an instructress of youth, and continued in this useful employment until the infirmities of age demanded repose.  In the discharge of her duties as a teacher she was faithful and conscientious and her faculty for teaching was a peculiar gift, consequently she was eminently successful and the amount of good conferred on Society by her self denying labors, cannot be computed.  But the feature which imparted the purest lustre to the character of the deceased, was her humble, unobtrusive, but devoted piety.  She had for a long series of years been a member of the Episcopal Church, and truly did she illustrate in her daily walk and conversation the beautiful and evangelical spirit of that Church.  She was faithful in the discharge of all her obligations, but especially so in the duties she owed to the Church as one of its professing members.  Her attendance on the public and private observances of the House of God was most punctual and uniform, and her charity was conferred in a manner so delicate as to induce the recipient to believe that it was a favor confered [sic] on herself.
            She has doubtless gone to her reward and her works do follow her.

A FRIEND.  Macon, Nov. 7th, 1862.  [Macon Telegraph (Georgia) – 8 November 1862, pg. 2]

Wouldn't it be nice if we wrote such thoughtful obituaries to remember our faithfully departed?

Ta ta for now,

Tuesday, August 9, 2016

Old Houses

If you know me, you know I love old houses, particularly Victorian houses. So today I thought I'd share some photos I nabbed on Pinterest. I love looking at them, but at this stage in my life, I couldn't live in one, unless I had a butler, maid, housekeeper, gardener, etc. So I will just enjoy looking and hope you will enjoy them, too! (Remember, if you click on the photo it will open in another window in a larger format.)

Too bad it hasn't been taken care of. I can 
imagine how lovely it would be.
And yet, its kind of cool as is!

Just beautiful!
Notice the stained glass windows.

Love the colors and all the gingerbread.

The Wedding Cake House in New Orleans, Louisiana.

A house in the Garden District of New Orleans.
I went on a tour in NOLA of a house in the Garden District.
It supposedly has a ghost. A family lives there and the lady of 
the house told us the story of the house and the ghost.

So pretty! I love the pastel colors and the hanging baskets.
Think of sitting on the porch, sipping a Mint Julep.

In Scotland.

I love this! I doubt it is a house, though.

Ta ta for now,

Monday, August 8, 2016


I'm learning old words. Not new words. Old words! All these records I'm searching are ancient. Well, not quite ancient, but I'm coming across words I've never heard before.

Assizes. In England, prior to 1972, the courts were called Assizes. After the Courts Act of 1971, the quarter sessions were abolished and replaced by the Crown Court.

Fish Monger. A person or a store who sold fish for food.

Utter/uttering. To put into circulation, such as counterfeit coin, forged bank notes, etc.

Magneto. I wish I would have written down the context of this word when I read it because this definition doesn't seem to fit with what I have been doing. Magneto. 1882-was short for magneto-electric machine.

Fishwife. I used this in yesterday's post. It is a woman who is loud and brash, basically. Designates "second class citizen." (Judgemental.)

Costermonger. Also used frequently in a blogpost. A person who sells vegetables and fruit. For example, out of a wagon.

Hawker. A person who sells or gives out handbills or posters on the street.

Affictitious. Counterfeit, feigned, fake.

Bumposopher. One who is learned in phrenology, the study of bumps on the head.

Molrowing. Caterwauling; cavorting with prostitutes.

Sunday, August 7, 2016

Old Jokes

I think I've mentioned before that I love reading old newspaper accounts, etc., for the way they phrased things. This paragraph was on a form for Militia Attestation in England in the 1890s,

"He can see the required distance with either eye, his heart and lungs are healthy, he has the free use of his joints and limbs, and he declares that he is not subject to fits of any description."

From the Shepton Mallet Journal, Friday, June 27, 1902:


     A Musselburgh fishwife at Portobello Station saved the life of a railway man in a most plucky manner.The man just jumped on the line just as the London express from Edinburgh swept into the station. He seemed paralysed with fear for the moment, and clung to the platform's edge. The fishwife, a big, buxom woman of her class, rushed forward and pulled the man by the collar on to the platform. The engine struck his feet as it passed.


"What caused the row between Belle and Jack?"
"He sent her a cheque good for one hundred kisses and she got Tom to cash it!"

"Poor man," said the sympathetic lady visitor, "I expect you'll be glad when your time is up, won't you?" "No, ma'am, not partickerly," replied the prisoner; "I'm here for life."

"As I understand it, an X-ray will go right through a man's head. There is nothing else quite so penetrating, is there?" "Oh, I don't know. Did you ever hear my daughter sing?"

Have a great week! Ta ta for now,

Saturday, August 6, 2016

Blurry Eyed

I have reached the brick wall and unfortunately I did not post to the blog yet. My research and writing were intense today. A difficult story to tell on one of the ancestors. I did a lot of back and forthing. Write, research, write some more, research some more. Eyes, attention! Get with the program. Nope, guess they have to get to bed now. Sorry there is not a decent post tonight, folks!

Oh, well. I'll put some pretty photos here for your viewing pleasure.

Ta ta for now, 


Friday, August 5, 2016

The Battle of Dunkirk

Please Note: I was told for years that our Great Uncle, Jack Prince, Grandmother's brother, was killed during WW II at The Battle of Dunkirk. Through research I found that not to be true. He did die in World War II, but not in this battle. That doesn't mean he didn't participate in this battle, but I have found no proof of that. Therefore, my research on the Battle of Dunkirk does not belong in my book. I had already written about it so I will share it here. 

The Battle of Dunkirk was the defense and evacuation of Allied Forces from May 26th through June 4th, 1940, during World War II. The code name for the Battle of Dunkirk was "Operation Dynamo." Dunkirk, or in French "Dunkerque," is on the coast of France on the Strait of Dover.

German forces continued to advance into France and General Viscount Gort, commander of the British Expeditionary Force (BEF) in France believed the Germans would overcome the BEF and the French Army. He knew that he needed to evacuate France or they would be annihilated. He ordered his commanders to retreat to the Port of Dunkirk.

It seemed unlikely that the evacuation would work. The British Army, French and Belgian troops would have to fight their way to Dunkirk and defend the town from German attack. This all needed to be done until the ships from England could rescue them from the beach.

On May 24, 1940, Hitler ordered his forces' tanks to stop pursuing the retreatiing allied troops. No one knows why.

In England, a call was put out for any and all ships to help with the evacuation and rescue. On May 26, an armada of ships, boats, fishing boats, yachts, barges and ferries made their way across the English Channel to rescue the now weary troops.

As the eclectic flotilla made its way, they battled the treacherous waters and German attacks. The beaches were covered with soldiers who were under constant attack from German fighter planes, bombers, and artillery. Some of the men on the beach waded out to the rescuers in water over their heads.

What these soldiers were dealt is unimaginable. The town was burning, bombs were being dropped, one of the troop ships was bombed and exploded. These men had been retreating for three weeks. They were without orders, food, water and sleep.

At battle's end, Operation Dynamo was responsible for the rescue of 340,000 British, French and Belgians. Forty thousand were left behind, killed or captured. All total 900 vessels participated in Operation Dynamo.

On May 28, sixteen thousand men were rescued on that day alone, but the Royal Air Force lost 177 planes and the Germans lost 137 over Dunkirk.

Five nations took part in the evacuation from Dunkirk: Great Britain, Belgium, France, The Netherlands and Poland.

This battle and rescue made a profound impression on me. If you'd like to know more about it, there are many sites available with information online. 

Ta ta for now,

Thursday, August 4, 2016

Crime & Punishment

I've been searching through criminal records and I must say true life is weirder than fiction. And worse. And if you think the world has problems today, it's not that different from what I am reading that happened in the 1890s and early 1900s. Some of it is "not nice" so I'm not going to put those here.

The crimes are listed in a book, typeset, with the judge's name, a tally of the crimes committed and a breakdown of each person and his or her crime. The summary below is for one day, Monday, January 15, 1900, in England's Central Court. These cases were heard by The Right Honourable Alfred James Newton, Alderman, Lord Mayor that day. The crime is listed with the number of cases of that particular crime next to it.
  • Abominable crime - 1
  • Bankrupt fraudulent - 2
  • Bigamy - 3
  • Coin, feloniously and unlawfully uttering counterfeit & c (?) - 1
  • Conspiracy - 2
  • Forgery - 5
  • Gaming house - 3
  • Housebreaking - 3
  • Larceny - 6 
  • Larceny, person - 3
  • Larceny, servant - 1 (what, a servant isn't a person?)
  • Libel - 2
  • Manslaughter - 2
  • Misdemeanor - 12
  • Perjury - 1
  • Receiving stolen goods - 2
  • Robbery with violence - 3
  • Trade mark, fraudulent - 1
  • Wounding - 5
The crime is described in the book and the punishment is also listed. It's actually very interesting and I find myself reading it though it doesn't pertain to what I am doing at the present time. I got an e-mail from Find My Past, the website I use to research the UK ancestors, saying they have this and that criminal records. Of course I had to check it out! 

It was a good distraction because I was getting really upset with one of our ancestors. I have mentioned it before, but I laugh, cry, get angry, and all kinds of emotions pop out as I'm doing this research. This job is not for the faint of heart!

I'll list several of the crimes but I'm leaving out counterfeiters, murderers, rapists and a few others. 

  1. "Marrying Emily Jane Harris, his wife being then alive." (There are quite a few similar to this!)
  2. "Stealing a box of 9 cheeses." 
  3. "Breaking and entering the dwelling-house of Ann Marshall and stealing therein an umbrella and other articles."
  4. "Stealing a costermongers barrow, the goods of James Wheeler." (I looked it up. A costermonger was a person who sold fruit, veggies, etc., from a cart. A hawker, a peddler.)
  5. "Stealing a blanket."
  6. "Maliciously setting fire to a dwelling-house, persons being therein." (A woman, age 49, did this, murdering one person. I said I wasn't listing murderers but this seems so unusual I had to.)
  7. Another murder. A woman killed another woman but the court declared the murderer insane. "Guilty of Act but Insane when Offence was Committed. Sentence: To be detained as a Criminal Lunatic in Holloway Prison until Her Majesty's pleasure be known." 
That's enough for now. There are a lot of housebreakings where the criminal steals an article of clothing, or several items. Strange. You can't wear the stolen items or the victim might see same. I guess they could sell the stolen item.

Ta ta for now,

Wednesday, August 3, 2016

Newspapers of Old

Here are a few stories I thought were interesting or odd or funny as I was researching 249 newspaper articles today. I generally read all the articles on the page just because I enjoy them. Mostly. Some are sad, some make me mad, some are silly. I hope you will enjoy them, too. (All of the following were from newspapers in the United Kingdom because that is where I was researching today.)

This one is from Gloucester Citizen 31 July 1902:

Wilful Damage--Edwin Nicholls was summoned for wilfully damaging a flower-pot and plant, the property of Mary Ann Worth. The defendant pleaded guilty, and the Mayor informed him that the previous punishments he had undergone seemed to have had no good effect upon him. He had been whipped, sent to prison, whipped again, and then sent to a reformatory for four years. But he was now mischief-making again, and there was every chance of his spending the greatest portion of his valuable existence in prison. He would be fined .... including costs and the damage done to the flower-pot. (I can't read the amount he was fined and the words were as they spelled them in the article.)
Gloucestershire Echo 20 June 1902
Bye-Law Against Spitting. (This is how they spelled it!)
                At a meeting of the Glamorgan County Council Local Government Board Committee, on Thursday, it was reported that the new bye-law prohibiting spitting in public conveyances, public halls, and places of entertainment had been approved by the Local Government Board. The bye-law was framed at the instance o the local branch of the National Society for the Prevention of Consumption, and is the first of the kind approved by the Government Department.

Worcester Journal 17 November 1900
How Not to Use a Skid-Pan:

George Walker, labourer, was summoned for improperly using a skid pan, at Cropthorne, on November 3rd. P. C. Norman said defendant did not fix the skid pan of the wagon properly and the road was very much damaged. Mr. W. H. Cole, defendant’s employer, said it was the first time defendant had ever been out with a horse, and so he did not know how to use a skid-pan. Defendant also admitted this. Fined 2s. 6d. and 7s. 6d. costs. (I'm not quite sure what a skid-pan is. You?)

The Cornish Telegraph 11 November 1880
                On Wednesday evening as Mr. Charles Dudgeon, J. P., was returning on foot from Clondra to Longford, he was fired at from behind a hedge. The shot missed, but Mr. Dudgeon’s face was blackened by powder. He drew out his revolver, but the intending assassin had already decamped. The police are investigating the matter. (I'm wondering how his face became "blackened.")

And there are advertisements, this one from the Lincolnshire Chronicle 01 August 1902
NOTICE: -- Mr. Ison will attend IMPERIAL HOTEL, HULL, Friday, Aug. 8. Hours 11 to 4.30. ANGEL HOTEL, DONCASTER, Wednesday, Aug. 27. Hours 2 to 6. 
Artificial Eyes and Spectacles supplied.
(and just what were "artificial eyes?")

That's it for today, ta ta for now,