Friday, 28 May 2021

Newport East Yorkshire

I am writing this post on Thursday morning and it is not raining.  This is so unusual that I feel the need to mention it!!! It has apparently been the wettest May on record and the grass in the garden is almost too long for the mower.  I hope the weather forecast is right and we are now in for some sunshine.  The gooseberries are filling out well and the garlic is flourishing - which cannot be said for one of my blackcurrant bushes which was eaten off at the stocking tops by a deer [ we saw it!]

The bees are busy  and we hope for a good crop of honey in the not too distant future. I am not the expert in the household but  know for certain that one of my garden plants that they seem very keen on is the large cotoneaster on the front of the house. I gave up working near it as there were so many bees on there the other day.

Last week I went to a concert in Howden Minster organised by the Howdenshire Music Project. We sat socially distanced and wore masks but it was live music and I was able to hear too the new Feurich piano. I shall certainly be attending the next one as my daughter Amy is playing!

https://www.howdenminsterconcerts.co.uk/lunchtime-concerts

I am asked all sorts of queries about the local history of the area. A recent correspondent wondered whether he could write about Goole as part of Howdenshire. Definitely not I replied - as a pupil of the old GGS I spent many hours looking at the letters WRCC - West Riding County Council - which were branded into the back of every chair.

Another query was about road rollers!!! This was because I have some pictures of five steam rollers  on top of the newly built Newport bridge over the canal in 1930. This bridge replaced the original 18th century one as the Howden to Hull road was then becoming increasingly busy.  It was tested before it was handed over to ERCC by 115 tons of  road rollers being parked on top.



In the background of this picture is a building which was used a butcher's slaughterhouse. It was said to be conveniently situated as the blood could run straight into the canal!! It is now the site of Turks Head Gardens housing development.

Newport is as its name suggests a new village, built where the Market Weighton canal cut through the  5000 acre marshy waste called Wallingfen. 

When the canal was dug it was found that there were beds of clay suitable for making bricks and tiles on its western side and soon there were several brickworks in operation. Now there are none. But in its heyday a vast amount  were transported on the canal. In 1823  it was said that there were between 1,700,000 tiles and 2,000,000 of bricks made there annually. 

I have many Newport pictures - here are a couple. These date from about 1960.





Friday, 23 April 2021

The Patten family of Goole

This is a fairly brief piece in response to a facebook post. I prefer to write as blog posts as facebook posts tend to get submerged quite quickly  on the busy All about Goole page and also I know several Goole local historians at least do not 'do' facebook  and so cannot  read the interesting threads which come up.

A couple of weeks ago a post appeared asking where Abysinnia Terrace was in Goole. It came with a picture, to which I have added a little colour.




Abyssinia Terrace was behind Boothferry Road and stood where the Wesley Square development is today. In the background of the picture is the rear of quite a large building which fronted Boothferry Road adjacent to the old Goole Times building..  The query several people have asked is what was it? Members Chris and Dave have, with the aid of maps, identified it as a property called Westholme.

It stood back a little from the building which was once the Wesleyan manse [hence Wesley Square] and in later years had shops on the front of it such as Clarksons and then the Lyceum cafe. At some point, as yet unknown, it was demolished and the YEB showrooms stood on the site.

The picture below shows it standing back next to the Goole Times building.


I have found a little bit about the house in earlier years. It was the home of Mrs Mary Ann Patten and was for a time run as a school by her daughters.

Goole Times Jan 1889



Mrs Patten, who died in 1895 at Westholme, was born Mary Ann Duckels and was the widow of Henry Dalton Patten. Mary Ann came from a long established Goole family and her father Thomas owned the North Street brewery. She was his only child and when he died she became the owner of the brewery. She married her father's brewer, Henry Dalton Patten in 1852 and they had a family of 5 daughters.

But sadly Henry drowned in the docks in 1864 leaving Mary Ann to bring up  Mary, Minnie, Emily, Kate,  and Edith.  She sold the brewery around 1877 and by 1881 the family were living in Boothferry Road and taking young lady boarders.  The daughters who were not teaching in Goole worked as governesses.

Minnie died in late 1895 in a London hospital but the school advertised  in 1896.  Presumably at some point the remaining daughters sold the property.

The Patten sisters later lived at 9 Clifton Gardens and when the last, Emily, died in 1941 aged 82 she left  over £5000 and an interesting will.

 After certain family bequests, she left £300 to the vicar of Goole for providing coal. etc.. for the aged poor, her residence to Sheffield Diocesan Trust for the use of the priest in-charge of St. Paul's Church. Goole; £250 each Arthur J. Weddall and Harold Weddall; £100 to May Robinson: £100 each to Rosamond M. Joseph and Lucy A. Marris: £50 each to Harry Raffles and Mabel Farrow; £20 to Robert A. Heptonstall: annuities of £26 10s each to Annie and Sarah Chantry, or an annuity of £53 to the survivor, and the remainder equally between the Church Missionary Society, the Society for the Propagation of the Gospel. the British and Foreign Bible Society, the Missionary Fund of the Girls' Friendly Society, the Royal United Kingdom Beneficent Association, the Church Army, Lord Roberts' Memorial Workshop's. Dr Barnardo's, and Goole Bartholomew Hospital. 


Does anyone know any more of the Miss Pattens? Or more of Westholme?





Thursday, 8 April 2021

The Delanoy family of Barmby and attempted murder at Saltmarshe

Since my last post we have had Easter, some lovely sunshine and also snow. I put my tomato plants out into the greenhouse and think they are surviving but shocked!! The snowdrop  flowers have now all died back but I try not to cut them until they have put the goodness back into the bulbs. I have a variety of daffodils and while some have finished flowering others are still in bud so the garden is still looking ok. I am looking forward to getting out a bit more and sitting in friends' gardens but it is still a bit cold.

I am keeping busy on the local history front and have been working on two family trees which I have enjoyed. But I am also adding pages to my website which I hope will go live soon as the existing one is very out of date.

One page is about the history of Barmby and I have just added a paragraph into it about the Delanoy family. The Delanoy family of Barmby were descendants of a Dutch family who came to England in the seventeenth century with Sir Cornelius Vermuyden who drained the Isle of Axholme

An Isaac Delanoy - sometimes written as De la Noy- married in 1649 at Sandtoft where there was a church for Protestants working on the drainage.

A branch of the Delanoy family had 'migrated' towards the Carlton/Drax area and then across the river to Barmby by the mid eighteenth century. They were farmers and there are several family graves in the Barmby churchyard.

One John Delanoy died in 1827. His son William was born in 1816 at Barmby. In 1850 he married Mary Marshall and their son William was born the following year. The family had settled in Doncaster where William became landlord of the Wood Street Hotel. He gave this up and became a currier and harness maker in Baxtergate. His son, also William, followed him in business initially and also became a prominent freemason. in Doncaster. In 1880 he wrote the story of St George's Lodge of which he was a member.

But by 1891 he  had moved to Egypt where he worked for the government and took a leading role in Egyptian freemasonry. In 1901 we read that

The King has granted unto Mr. William Delanoy authority to wear the Insignia the Fourth Class of the Imperial Order of the Medjidieh, conferred upon him by the Khedive of Egypt in recognition of valuable services rendered  to his Highness  by Mr Delanoy in his capacity of Director of Stores and Industries in the Prisons Department of the Egyptian Ministry of the Interior.

He died in Egypt in 1931. A long way from Barmby.

I am also working on a page about Saltmarshe. Although I have produced a small booklet about the village which visitors to the honey stall outside our house can buy there is nothing about the village on the website.

It always amazes me how such a small village had so many families who emigrated in the first half of the nineteenth century to Canada and the USA. I suppose that there were so many more opportunities there for young people than there were as farm workers in East Yorkshire. And of course with the internet their descendants can connect with  the 'home country'. 

And I can write too about the fight of the ferrymen. One Saltmarshe ferryman man was charged with  attempted murder after he hit his rival's boat with an oar as they both tried to entice passengers into their boats. He was acquitted after the judge said if he had meant to murder the occupants of the other boat he could have done so quite easily!!

Finally I have included here a colourised old picture of Howden. Some views of Howden are appearing on e bay at the moment and I have a program too that will do this to my black and white old postcards.  But I am not quite sure what I think. It certainly brings the pictures to life but of course we can never be sure what colour clothes, shop fronts etc were a hundred years ago. The computer sometimes has some odd ideas 

I think it's a matter of taste.




Saturday, 6 March 2021

William Wood, Howden gunsmith


 It's a new month and we are still in lockdown - but there seems to be light at the end of the tunnel [ just hoping it's not a train coming!!!]. I  have had my first jab, the daffodils are about to flower, the bees have been flying and there are plans for a Howden Show this year - so fingers crossed.

Local history queries still come into the website - some people want transcriptions of old documents carrying out,  others are after old photos or just background information. One lady wanted a picture of local man Billie Glew who was shot down in 1918 only days before the end of the war. He was only 18.

But I was recently asked if I knew anything about a Howden gunsmith called William Wood. The gentleman asking had a gun made by him but wondered about where he lived and when he was working. So, as it is still not really gardening weather I had a look  at who he was and it was an interesting story.

William Wood, gunmaker of Howden

The earliest I can find the Wood family in Howden is the 1830s.  John Wood was a whitesmith, originally from Pontefract and he and his family lived in the Market Place where the Shire hall is now.

The Woods lived in  the right had end of the very old building,  next to Mr Woodall, auctioneer on this early picture which dates from around 1870. Next door to them was a shoemaker, Mr Pease who also kept a temperance hotel.



In 1851 John and his wife Hannah were living there with their adult children Ann and William while another son John was an apprentice with a wine merchant.

William Wood was born in Howden in 1832 and was apprenticed to his father as a whitesmith.

William married local girl Mary Ann Hawke in 1860 and the young couple moved into the Market Place premises. William for the first time was described as a gunsmith – and bell hanger.  His parents had moved out to a house in Hailgate.

There is a newspaper report of a near disaster which took place in March 1861. It reads as follows

23rd March 1861

On Wednesday last, a fire broke the dwelling-house of Mr. Wm. Wood, gunsmith and bell-hanger, in the Market-place, which used great consternation, in consequence of its being that large quantity of gunpowder was stored in the premises. It was discovered between ten and eleven o'clock in the forenoon by neighbour, who observed smoke issuing from a back chamber window, and entering the house, the sleeping-room of the house was found be in flames.  An outcry of fire and the ringing of the fire-bell, speedily brought a considerable number of neighbours,  who supplied  buckets, which were  filled from the Market-place pump, and from another pump in the yard. The buckets were then passed from hand to hand, and the water very judiciously applied. The fire was completely extinguished the arrival of the engine. The house forms a portion of a very ancient timber building, occupying a considerable part of one side of the Market Place. If the fire had spread beyond the bed-room, it is probable that it would have been beyond the power of one engine to subdue it, and the destruction to property would no doubt have been serious, independent of the awful effects of the gunpowder, which could scarcely have been removed if the fire had spread rapidly. Fortunately, the floor above the bedroom was of plaster, which, under Providence, was the means of preserving us from great calamity. The cause of the fire is not known. It is supposed have been smouldering for some time in the straw mattress, which may have been ignited by a match accidentally placed beneath it, or from a lighted match carelessly thrown away by the servant-girl.

William and Mary Ann had three children, Annie, Charles and Edith. But sadly Mary Ann died aged 33 in 1867.

The family then moved out of the Market Place property which they had rented from Mrs Mary Dunn.  In 1870 Mrs Dunn sold it to the Howden Market Hall company. The then occupiers James Pheasant, a tailor and Thomas Hill, a butcher had to move out. 

In June 1871  the ancient building was demolished to make way for the new market hall, which we now know as the Shire hall.

Meanwhile the Wood families, had moved to Bridgegate,  to the Angel Inn, where presumably Mrs Wood could help widower William look after the children. The Angel stood on the present site of the bathroom shop.

But William’s mother died in June 1870 and in April 1871 John Wood was described as a licensed victualler running the Angel Inn. And living there too was William Wood, aged 39, a gunsmith and the children Annie, Charles and Edith.


This is the Howden made gun. It is a pinfire shotgun




 The gun is inscribed Wm Wood Howden



But this is the last time William describes himself as a gunsmith. In 1881 he and his family are living next to the Wellington, possibly where there is now a flower shop. William is then described as an ironmonger. His father, who was living with him, died in 1885.

William himself  then retired and  in 1891 was living with  his son Charles, a horse dealer and family in Hailgate, describing himself as retired ironmonger. 

But in 1891 Charles, who was only 27 years old died. I do not know why – was he kicked by a horse one wonders.

His widow, Ada, married again and had two children, Cyril and Ethel with her second husband, William White.

William in 1901 was living in Campbell Terrace on Northolmby St,  retired ironmonger with Gertrude, his grand daughter age 15.

He died in 1906.

I have searched for other Howden gunmakers and have not found any other references to one. Or to any other guns by William Wood so it is  great that this one has survived.




Thursday, 11 February 2021

Nature notes and Skelton




After writing this blog I had a request to include another home guard picture of Skelton men I have. This is said to have been taken at Kilpin Hall farm where the platoon met. I do not know the names but  recognise faces from the other picture included below. Can anyone help?

My blog title is jottings about history and the countryside so I will include a few nature notes! Many years ago my mother, Joan Watson used to write a weekly column in the Goole Times entitled nature notes and each year - it became a running joke - she used to mention  that every day it was getting 'cock stride lighter' . And it is - despite the many reasons there are to be gloomy it is pleasant to walk Molly around teatime and  be able to see the signs of life in the countryside.  Yesterday at dusk I watched a barn owl hunting.

The snowdrops are carpeting the garden, the blue tits are exploring the nest boxes and I have a bunch of our own daffodils on the windowsill. But it's still very cold and snowy,  the water level in the pond is high so winter is still with us. We are feeding the birds and I managed to catch this visitor to the peanuts yesterday. Soon be hearing him hammering on the trees I hope.


 
We are still in lockdown however and I am keeping busy with local history. All sorts of queries arrive via e mail to my Howdenshirehistory site and I try to reply and help where I can.  A lady in Florida is tracing her Hutchcroft ancestors, originally from Kilpin; I have sent a friend information on salmon fishing in the Ouse at Saltmarshe and I have been given a folder  of old photos and documents relating to the pole yard at Staddlethorpe.

But this week after a house history query I have set myself the task of finding out more about Skelton.  I have limited myself to houses and their occupants along the road between Kilpin Pike and the Skelton railway bridge [ ie not Howdendyke or Sandhall as yet] but there is still a surprising amount of history to go at!!!

At one end there is the Skelton shipyard where until the early 1900s sailing ships upto 240 tons were built and launched across the road near the former Jolly Sailor pub. Some were described as being of English oak and copper-bottomed. 

Many occupants of the village were mariners and there was a sad event in  November 1860 when the coasting vessel Charity was lost off the Norfolk coast. The Hull newspaper describes how

She was bound for Rouen with a cargo of'coal. The captain and owner; Mr Jewitt of' Skelton near Howden was on board with his wife and niece about 16 years of age. The crew consisted of five men,  four of whom were saved. 

Two of them; WilIiam Till and George Cottarus, of Howden Dyke, reached home on Thursday. They described the situation of the vessel, after she struck on the sand as terrifying  with the sea breaking over them so furiously.
 
Mrs Jewitt was the first washed  overboard; her loss appeared to unnerve the captain, who was clinging to the mast, and he speedily followed. The niece, who was being held by two of the young men in the rigging died in their arm. Boats from the shore three times aproached but were unable to get near enough to render assistance. For eight hours the four survivors clung to the  rigging and were nearly exhausted, when Captain Thomas Tye, of the smack Tyrrell, who had already had one attempt to reach the wreck, encouraged his men to try again, saying "God Almighty would be with them." His words proved true, and their faith enabled them to save from their impending fate four human beings.

There is a  family gravestone in Howden churchyard which reads as follows:

To the memory of Mary Ann the wife of Thomas Jewitt of Skelton who departed this life on the 14th day of October 1840 aged 22 years.

In memory of Thomas Leighton Jewitt aged 53 years Ann Jewitt aged 40 years and their niece Alice Hunt aged 13 years who were all drowned at sea on the Longsands November 17 1860.

I have also found details  of an 'elopement' in 1867 which must have rocked the village.  The report appeared in newspapers all over Britain. A  24 year 'navvy' working on the new railway bridge was lodging with a Skelton couple, the Jacksons. 

One day Mr Jackson went home from the harvest field to find both had disappeared taking with them  £140 in money (which had been kept in a bag under the bed), a ham, a tapestry carpet, a featherbed , sheets and blankets and other articles.  Eventually they were tracked down and the young man spent 6 weeks in prison.

I am now looking at the history of the farms, the chapel and the school. If anyone has memories or pictures I intend producing a small booklet similar to the one I have written about neighbouring Saltmarshe as well as putting a page on my website.

Below are two pictures of Skelton people.




These are members of the Kilpin home guard. The group included men from Skelton and possibly Howdendyke. The names I have, which may need correcting,  are 

Back (left to right): George Parkin, Herbert Smith, unknown, Ernest Leighton

Middle: Edward Leighton, Jack Bayston, George Beighton, Les Backhouse, unknown, Walter Collins, unknown, Fred Swales, George Henger, Gerald Mell, Harry Johnson, Anson Habblett (the short man), unknown
Front: T. Thompson?, McGough?, Captain E. Scholfield, Charlie Simms, Wilf Blyth

This second picture was taken on Coronation Day in the village hall, now known as the Scholfield Memorial Hall.  I do not know their names - but they look happy!!









Wednesday, 13 January 2021

Lumby Lane Howden

Here we are in 2021 and I hope we can all look forward to a happy new year. What with more gloomy news on the pandemic and the shocking events in America it is time to be optimistic.

In the garden the snowdrops are coming up - everywhere I walk I can feel them underfoot and the daffodils too are a few inches high.

A recent post in a Howden facebook page mentioned Lumby Lane and the former Hull and Barnsley railway house there. The gentleman wrote of how his Uncle Arthur, who worked on the railway, lived there and how

We used to get off the bus at Longs Corner, and go into a field, just before the bridge, and walk by the side of the railway lines, (and find a big lump of coal and take it to uncle's house). They had no water, gas or electricity, water was delivered by a railway tender, and run into a big concrete tub, with a cover, and the water had to be filtered before drinking any; lighting was methylated spirits lamps, and the toilet, you dug a hole, in some land at the back of the house, and buried it.

This reminded me that some years ago I was asked to research the Lumby family after whom the lane is named. The lane is an ancient one and was part of the border with the Bishopsoil Common.  It  runs from Thorpe Road through to the Howden to Gilberdyke road. William Lumby was living in a cottage there when he made his will in 1842 and died in 1844. He was aged 81 and was described as being of New Fields.

But in the 1880s the lane was bisected by the new Hull and Barnsley railway which opened in 1885 and William Lumby's cottage ended up on the Belby side. The Lumby family were living there in 1861 but I am not sure who lived there later. I believe the house which stands back from the road and backs onto the lane may be the site of this cottage.

The Lumby name was fairly common in the area and so I think there is only a distant connection with a fascinating character I came across in my searches. This was one Francis Lumby who made his way into the newspapers in the summer of 1914  when he rode with his wife in a donkey cart from Howden to London.

Here is his story.

 July 1914 Hull Daily Mail

A journey from Howden to London, 190 miles, chiefly by donkey cart is not by any means an easy achievement, but it has recently been accomplished by Mr. Francis Lumby, a Howden worthy, who aspires to be a public orator and leader among his fellow working men. 

Mr Lumbv conceived the idea of visiting London not only to see the  Metropolis, but also to gain inspiration by attending Labour meetings and conferring with trusted leaders. At the last East Riding County Council election, he had ambitions  to stand as candidate for Howden, and declared at a public meeting that if elected he would ride to the meeting of the Council at Beverley in his donkey cart. The proposed candidature did not materialise, but the idea of the journey to Beverley pales into insignificance beside his recent feat, which he accomplished about six days, the return journey, after a week end spent London, occupying a similar period. 

Mr Lumby was accompanied by his wife, who rode with him in the cart, and during their progress southward they attracted considerable attention all along the route. He was surprised and embarrassed on reaching London find that even the constables on duty, not to mention other officials, knew of his coming, and were looking out for him. 

The first Metropolitan policeman he saw knew his name, and congratulated him on his arrival. When he looked at the illustrated papers, there was his photograph.

A representative of The Yorkshire Evening Post" sought out Mr Lumby on his return home to Howden, after his adventurous journey, and found him busy working his potato plot, for the good man, it may be mentioned, is skilful in the art of husbandry. 

Mr Lumby, now 61 years age, has all the vigour of one who followed out door occupations, said that Mrs. Lumby and himself set out their journey at four o'clock in the morning, and travelled 31 miles. The next day they travelled 28, and so on, making good journeys each day. The weather, however, turned very hot, and fifty miles from London Mrs Lumbv returned to Nottinghamshire, where she stayed until her husband's return. Mr. Lumby pushed on and reaching the outskirts of the Metropolis, stabled his trusty ass, and took a train to Marylebone. At the station it came as rather shock to him to find that the courteous constable near the entrance knew him, and when he went little further another recognised him. 

He stayed at the Carlyle Club. Mr Lumby said that had often pictured in London his imagination, but admitted that the actuality was beyond anything had ever dreamed of. During his week end stay he had opportunities to listen to famous preachers, including the Bishop of London. He brought away with him glowing impressions of the great city and intends to pay another visit, but next time will travel by rail 

The House of Commons adjourns for the week-end on Friday evening and it was a disappointment to him that he could not see the mother qt Parliaments in session, but had conversations with Labour M.P.s. and also attended a Labour meeting. One thing that impressed itself upon him, after hearing the condition of things in other parts of the country, was that in Howdenshire the farm workers had comparatively little to grumble about 

Giving quaint expression on his impressions of London, he said that  it was not a good place for women  as it was likely to spoil them for home life and turn their minds too much to dress and personal adornment.

Mr Lumby was obviously in some sort of financial embarrassment as  soon afterwards the following report appeared:

July 29th 1914

Mr Lumby, of Howden has indeed fallen on evil times, and that within a week of the completion of his and Mrs Lumby's famous donkey-cart trip to London and back when they and their pretty little turn out appeared in the local and London daily journals. 

The latest development is the temporary loss of his intelligent donkey, and the "business" cart to which it was attached, which were seized as he was passing down the street last week by J Camp, County Court Bailiff, to satisfy an order of the Court. After the animal and cart had been safely lodged on the premises of the Angel Hotel, the next step was the appearance of posters announcing the sale of donkey and cart (without reserve) by Messrs Clegg and Moore at 7 p.m. Tuesday in the Hotel Yard

Long before this time a crowd began to assemble (Mr Lumby being one the first arrivals), and the town was "agog" with excitement. At seven clock the Angel Hotel yard was packed to its utmost capacity. During a conversation with the auctioneer, Mr Lumby stated that the donkey in 14 days travelled 367 miles, and had rested during the three days and his wife were in the city (cheers). Being brought from the stable, the animal at once recognised its old master, who patted its neck while yoking it to the cart. Mr  Camp explained that the donkey, cart, and harness were offered for sale  on behalf of the County Court, who had issued execution to distrain on Mr Lumby. 

The lot would sell without reserve, as the Court did not give any credit (laughter). They all knew the pedigree of the donkey, what it could do, and what a good time and Mrs Lumby had had in their drive within 17 miles of London (laughter). The first bid was £1, second 25s, third 30s, fourth 35s, fifth 36s, and last 40s (the amount of execution), at which price it was knocked down to Mr T. Drury, of Hailgate. 

Mr Drury (who was offered 10s profit within a minute), it afterwards transpired, had bought the lot on Mr Lumby's behalf. Much fun was caused by Mr Lumby approaching the bailiff and observing, "I never ought to have let a man like you take from me" (loud laughter). Mounting the cart, Mr Drury drove away, midst cheers, through the Market-place, followed by the crowd, and later both donkey and cart found their way to their old home in Northolmby-street, and the last seen of "Neddy" was carrying a happy baby for a  ride in Mr Lumby's yard.

Do we still have such characters in Howden? I have looked for the pictures of him but with no luck so far. So I am including this donkey picture taken at Marsh Farm Howden [ now where the health centre is] and showing I believe children of the Shaw family. I doubt whether this cart would have made it to London!




As an aside I have been asked why I write my web address in red on these old photos. It is because I have collected them over many years and sell them as prints or digital images as well as using them in slide shows etc.  I like to share them. Sadly, however, over time I have seen many of my pictures appearing on other websites and facebook pages without credit so I regrettably have to try to prevent this happening by writing on them.