![]() Back to some good work with breakthroughs on Rosie's genealogy. One of her ancestral couples never married, regardless that they had many children, and they were removed from one parish for being dysfunctional, said to be as 'dirty' as the pigstyes on their lane which they'd been complaining about. So why did this lady, Jane Wiseman, not marry the father of her children, James Atkinson? Detective work was needed here. And I found the answer, because she was not really a Wiseman but a Taylor. But she was already married to a Wiseman. Pretty soon after the marriage she'd left him for James, for which twice her husband John Henry Wiseman posted notices in the Barnsley Chronicle saying he would take no responsibility for his wife's debts. Their one daughter, John kept with him. His family were in the papers for drunkenness. Deaths were happening around that time, not treated as suspicious. Though how can one be sure of that. Like with another of Rosie's ancestors falling off a railway aqueduct, previous to which some harassment had been perpetrated against him, with two of his horses just having gone missing, and the yearly blocking of his wines and spirit license. And yet no one appears to have regarded this as suspicious. John Henry Wiseman's very sister had been found dead in the local canal. Both Johns and Jane's fathers had been watermen. On Quarry Lane, where Jane and her lover James lived, in a pig stye one local man had been found hanging from the rafters. One of Jane's and James's sons was crippled and handicapped and was forever making problems in the neighbourhood, in the papers for stealing and killing a neighbours pigeons. Jane admitted that he was an uncontrollable child, for which people were always knocking on her door with some complaint. History as always coming alive, through our very own ancestors. How can it not be fascinating? AuthorSusie Harrison and her hobby of genealogy, always looking into her own and her friends family trees.
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![]() Frustratingly, much of Rosie's genealogy, which I know I'd done before, had disappeared. Still, I persisted, and made a breakthrough, a Mr Hall, dying falling off a railway viaduct; a little suspicious I'd say, seeing as he was yearly trying for a wine and spirits license for his inn, the Cromwell View in Sheffield, which another bar owner on the same street, of the Merry Heart, kept opposing and stopping going through. And as for Mr Hall's son, Reuben William, he ended up in back in those days what was called a lunatic asylum. There are plenty of stories to uncover, as always. AuthorSusie Harrison and her hobby of genealogy, always looking into her own and her friends family trees. ![]() I carry on with Rosie Moss's genealogy research, reading of the horrors historically for chimney sweep boys, who were taken on from workhouses and orphanages at a young age, who were small enough to climb chimney flues, often naked, and sometimes getting stuck and dying. If surviving that, they would likely later succumb to chimney sweeps cancer, which was cancer of the scrotum. By the time Rosie's ancestor, James Jessett, had changed his profession from making harnesses to cleaning chimneys, a new law had been made stating that any boys used now had to be at least 14 years old. It was James's own sons that assisted him in his trade. AuthorSusie Harrison and her hobby of genealogy, always looking into her own and her friends family trees. ![]() I have buried myself into the research of my daughters friend Rosie's genealogy and am doing well, breaking past walls with good detective work. This I started as the girls sat at the table by me, or rather enriching what I had already begun looking at before. As I looked at it, I asked Rosie what she knew of her family, and the girls were quite amazed, as that very day they had been discussing asking me to look up such things for her. A couple of days later, I messaged Rosie a newspaper clip about one of her ancestors having bred a four legged chicken, this having been enough to get him in the papers. These Mosses on her fathers side were long time traders of Liverpool, and one of the family, an uncle, Alexander Mosses, was a famous portrait artist there. There were sailors in Rosie's family too. One article that I found was of a Davies who married a Mercer, good detective work here. She'd been a widow already when she married, and patiently I tracked down that she was originally a Williams. Her first husband, a Davies, was a sailor who died at sea aged only 28, washed overboard in a gale somewhere between Newfoundland and Lisbon. The supplementation of newspaper research is such an invaluable bonus to genealogy research, bringing all so much more to animation. I am totally fascinated by all such things. Reabsorbing myself in Rosie's genealogy, I found a scoop, as one might say, paying off for all the hard work, a death too early of a Kellett, and what from, but a coal mining tragedy. There in the newspapers, in all it's detail, is the story of him being run over by fast descending corves. AuthorSusie Harrison and her hobby of genealogy, always looking into her own and her friends family trees. |
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