Tuesday, 7 April 2020

Cordelia Street, Poplar in the 1860s and its echoes today

Cordelia Street, Poplar in the 1860s and its echoes today


As I said in my last blog, my grandfather, James, was born in 1874 in 12 Cordelia Street, Poplar.  His family lived there from 1873 to 1877.

I noticed a short article which referred to a pub at 10 Cordelia Street, virtually next door, called the Horn of Plenty Arms.  It was established in 1864.  The first landlord/owner/developer was Onesiphorous Randall. 

Apparently this rather unusual Christian name followed Saint Onesiphorus who was one of the seventy disciples chosen and sent by Jesus to preach. They were chosen sometime after the selection of the Twelve Apostles (Luke 10:1-24). St Onesiphorus was bishop at Colophon (Asia Minor), and later at Corinth. Both the Orthodox and Roman Catholic churches hold that he died a martyr in the city of Parium (not far from Ephesus) on the shores of the Hellespont.  So now you know!

However, this is not what I wanted to tell you about.




Katie wrote in 2016

“I recently spotted this secret statue on Cordelia Street, Poplar.

As you can see, it’s pretty well hidden…

It’s mounted on the wall of the Susan Lawrence Primary School, built as part of ‘Live Architecture’ during the Festival of Britain in 1951. The Statue however, dates from an earlier building.

A pub called The Horn of Plenty stood at 10 Cordelia Street from 1866 – 1947 and this statue was part of the pub’s decorations. The pub was destroyed during The Blitz and this statue was found later, hiding among the rubble of the Randall Market area where the pub was situated, and chosen to be returned to its original site once the Susan Lawrence School was built.

Susan Lawrence was a member of Poplar Council and was one of the first to be sent to prison over the Poplar rates protest. She later became an MP and was the first woman to be chairman of the Labour Party. The School is still open today, but now known as the Lansbury Lawrence Primary School.”

So one has to assume that Thomas O’Donoghue, my great grandfather, would have recognised this statue in his local.

But what makes this story so wonderfully circular is that the Randall Market was named after the Onesiphorous Randall in the first paragraph.

From https://www.british-history.ac.uk/survey-london/vols43-4/pp207-211#p1

“The splendidly named Onesiphorus Randall was one of the many publicans in early nineteenth-century London who were involved in property speculation. A native of Holt in Norfolk, Randall settled in Poplar in 1819, and from 1820 until 1831 he was the licensee of the Silver Lion in Pennyfields, and subsequently of the Globe Tavern, Blackwall, until 1835. From the mid-1820s he became involved in building speculation in the East End, and started to amass a fortune from the development of cheap houses for rent to the lower middle classes.

The nineteenth-century development known as the Randall's Estate was centred on a seven-acre field, the Grove, which lay to the east of Upper North Street. To the east of the Grove the ancient Black Ditch or common sewer, which formed the eastern boundary of the estate, while its western one was along Upper North Street. Those boundaries merged at the north and south to form a lozenge-shaped area developed by Randall during the early 1850s.  At the centre of the development was Randall's Market, much of which was built during 1851–2.”

Many of the streets that our family lived in were built by this man.  His story makes really interesting reading, so if you want more go to the british-history link above.

Sources & acknowledgements:
https://alondoninheritance.com/tag/lansbury-estate/
https://pubwiki.co.uk/LondonPubs/Poplar/HornPlenty.shtml
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Onesiphorus
https://lookup.london/statue-cordelia-street-poplar/
https://www.british-history.ac.uk/survey-london/vols43-4/pp207-211#p1

The Story of our family - Generation Five: James O'Donoghua and Ada Tait


THE STORY OF OUR FAMILY 


GENERATION FIVE


JAMES O’Donoghue AND ADA TAIT


The generations


In Ireland

One:    Patrick? Donoghue (b.c.1745) & an unknown wife – gggggrandparents
Two:    James Donoghue (b.c.1775) & Julia Boyle (b.c.1775) – ggggrandparents

From Ireland to Poplar

Three: Thomas Donoghue (1806 - 63) & Ellen Connor (1808 – 89) - gggrandparents
Four:   Thomas O’Donoghue (1844 - 1920) & Mary Sullivan (1845 - 80) - ggrandparents
Five:    Mary O’Donoghue (27 July 1866 – 1 August 1866)
            Catherine O’Donoghue (1867 – 1954)
            Thomas William O’Donoghue (1869 - 71)
            Margaret O’Donoghue (1872 – c.1942)
            James O’Donoghue (1874 - 1965) & Ada Agnes Tait (1879-1936) - grandparents
            Mary Ann O’Donoghue (b.1877) and George William Phillips (b.1879)
            Gwendoline Anastasia Celina O’Donoghue (b.1880)

Sadly I never met either of my father’s parents.  Ada died two years before I was born.  But James I could have known, as he lived until 1965.  But then that’s the story of my father and his family.  I knew my maternal grandparents pretty well.

A while ago I went on a guided walk around Old Poplar.  Much of what we saw I have visited on many occasions (on my bike!), but the most revealing insight came from a conversation with two other walkers.  All three of us had boilermaker ancestors who were blacksmiths/farriers before they started working on the ships.  James was a boilermaker as was his father, and his grandfather was a farrier who almost certainly used those skills when he came over from Ballyduff.  


James O’Donoghue


He was born on 15 November 1874 (the year when post boxes were changed from green to red!) at 12 Cordelia Street, Poplar and baptised at St Mary & St Joseph’s nearby in Canton Street.  Perhaps he didn’t like school as he is said to have thrown slates from the roof of the Wade Street School at the school inspector.  He played kettle drums in a fife and drum band in Irish parades when young.  He also did the heel and toe tap dance in the early days.

He was apprenticed to an engineering company in Mellish Street, Millwall by the time he was 12.  I suspect it may have been the Union Iron Works (see diagram left) at No. 104 Westferry Road which was situated at the end of Mellish Street. It was an amalgamation of premises let in the early nineteenth century to an anchor-smith and two boatbuilders.  It was occupied by the same family firm of engineers, Samuel Hodge & Sons, from the 1850s to the mid-1920s.  Hodge and Co of Millwall made steam engines for marine use.  The premises were rebuilt in 1866 and largely rebuilt again after the First World War.




This pre-First World War postcard shows on the right Mellish Street and Tooke Street, with the old Tooke Arms; a pub of that name is still there. The first opening on the left leads to the Pin and Cotter pub Still there in the 40s); this turning was also a favourite spot for gambling; also on the left, further up the road, the three brass balls over Squires, the pawn shop.  This was perhaps James’s working area as a boy.

He went to sea to finish his trade at around 14 and travelled as far as Australia on Peninsular & Orient Steam Navigation Company ships.  He lost part of a middle finger on one of these trips.

The Peninsular Steam Navigation Company, in the 1880s, had entered into a massive shipbuilding programme, which focused on speed, efficiency and greater capacity for freight and passengers. In the course of the decade, 29 new ships were launched beginning with Ravenna (see left), the first Company vessel to be built of steel.  In 1883 the Company was joined on the route down under by a new competitor, the Orient Steam Navigation Company, operating under a mail contract from the Australian Government.


The largest and grandest of the new steamers, the 6,000 ton, four-strong, Jubilee Class – Victoria (see right), Britannia, Arcadia and Oceana - aptly marked the occasion of the Company’s, and Queen Victoria’s, Golden Jubilee in 1887.

It seems that James’s time at sea lasted around three years because he was back as a riveter’s boy by 1891 living with his father.  By 1901 he was a fully trained boilermaker. Dockworkers after apprenticeship went to other dockyards to get work.  I don’t know exactly where he worked when trained, but, in the 1920s, he joined a ship repair company (shipbuilding was in decline on the Thames) called R & H Green & Silley Weir and stayed with them for over thirty years. There was a yard at Blackwall, with a major graving dock (large dock from which water can be pumped out; used for building ships or for repairing a ship below its waterline), but the main site was at the Royal Albert Dry Docks.  Apparently he was out of work quite often so perhaps the business was rather seasonal.  The company still had 8000 employees in the 1960s.

During WW1, ship repair was an exempt occupation and throughout both world wars he must have been involved in that work.  Green & Silley Weir, for example, constructed and repaired munitions ships, minesweepers, hospital ships and destroyers.  He carried on working until his 70s, which means he went through WW2 when the docks were under constant blitz in 1941/2. 

I have been told that he was a very well-liked man.  “Everyone knew Jimmy O'Donoghue, he had a very good name in his trade.”  He is said to have been a nice gentle man with a good sense of humour and laughing eyes.  He was about 5ft 8ins tall. 

Marriage and children


James and Ada Agnes Tait  were married on 25 November 1899 at the parish church of St Michaels and All Angels in South Bromley East (today Bromley-by-Bow) see below.

This was a Church of England wedding.  Ada was twenty and the daughter of James Tait and Charlotte Reed late Keeble (more in a later blog).

At the time of their marriage they are both shown as living in 42 Railway Street, which was where James’s father was living in 1891 and presumably still there in 1899.  Ada was actually living at 18 Cotton Street and needed a Bromley address to be married, perhaps, at the church of her choice.

After marriage James and Ada had moved into 20 Cotton Street, just down the road from her parents.

Between 1900 and 1920 they had eight children

1.     James Thomas (1900 - 83) – Terry, Jim, Zylpha & Bonita’s grandfather
2.     John Sydney (1901- c.1950) 
3.     Ada Margaret (1904 – 83) – Maureen’s mother
4.     George Albert (1907 – 88) – Davina and my father
5.     Alfred Edward (1910 – 18)
6.     Mary Eileen (1913 – c.16)
7.     Leonard Joseph (1918 – 2003) – John’s father
8.     Bernard Noel (1920 – 2011) – Terry & Sylvie’s father

By 1910 they were living in 21 Cotton Street and by 1913 they were in No.60.  The history of the street is described at Appendix One.


James kept chickens, 18 to 20 of all breeds, and rabbits.  He had a dog called Bimbo.

While his sister, Catherine, was a very devout Catholic, Bernie did not remember James going to church.  It seems that the family was religious into their teens and then they lapsed.  I know that my father did.

James lived in 60 Cotton Street until 1950.  In 1951 he moved in with Len & Agnes in 19 Mellish Street, the same street in which he did his apprenticeship, and lived with them until he died in 1965 at 64 Gale Street, Leyton.  This picture shows him in the garden there.

60 Cotton Street

Bernie did these drawings for me 



 














This is a picture of Cotton Street in 1919.

I have tried to see the number on the door shown.  It begins with either a one or two so would have been very close to where James and Ada first lived at No.21.  I wonder if any of ours are amongst those kids?



Ada Agnes Tait

Ada was born in 1879 (the year that pillar boxes changed from hexagonal to cylindrical and electrical street lighting was introduced!) at 12 Sturry Street, Poplar.  This was a turning on the north side of the East India Dock Road and a short walk from New Street where the O’Donoghues were living.

Her parents were James Tait (b.1840 in Arbroath) and Charlotte Keeble (b.1839 in Baylham, Suffolk).  I will do a separate blog on both of their families in due course.

I have been told that my father adored his mother.   Bernie and Lennie were my source of knowledge about her.  She was “a real darling - she had more love in one finger than most people had in their whole body.  We were never hungry or poorly dressed - we were very lucky.”

She made the children's suits and must have been a very good needlewoman.  This picture is of my father, George, and his brother Alfred who was sadly killed in a road accident.  Those are very smart suits.

Ada died, at age 57, of a heart attack when getting out of bed with no one else in the house.  She had had rheumatic fever years before.  But really she just died of hard work.  She had held the family together and after her death it broke up. 

Nell O’Donoghue, eldest son James’s wife, said to me that she was “a real lady”.

A nice note to end on…

Sources & acknowledgements
Royal Museum Greenwich prints

https://islandhistory.wordpress.com/2017/12/09/the-oldest-photos-of-the-isle-of-dogs-a-selection/







































APPENDIX ONE

Cotton Street – a history

‘In 1810 Richard Walker, a surveyor, suggested that regulations should be included in sales agreements (from the East India Company) 'which would tend to support the respectability of the neighbourhood and the uniformity of Building … [and] insure a confidence in those who intend to purchase that at least their neighbourhood would not be a nuisance to them'. The court of directors adopted the proposal and in the following year the conditions, which applied only to Cotton and Woolmore Streets, were set out. They were that the houses should be of a standard not less than that of a fourth rate, or of at least £180 value, that they should be set back 4ft or more from the pavement, fronted with malm bricks, with a parapet wall in front, be of three or more storeys and have at least two windows on the first floor front.’




Building appears to have taken place in the 1810-20s.  This map shows the street layout in 1867.  The black line shows where the East India Company land/properties were.



The street was named after Joseph Cotton.  He was deputy master of Trinity House from 1803, a director of the East India Company 1795-1823 and chairman of the newly formed East India Company.


Sunday, 8 July 2018

The Story of our Family - Generation Five: Mary, Catherine, Thomas & Margaret


THE STORY OF OUR FAMILY
GENERATION FIVE
MARY
CATHERINE
THOMAS WILLIAM
MARGARET
The generations
One:    Patrick? Donoghue (b.c.1745) & an unknown wife – gggggrandparents
Two:    James Donoghue (b.c.1775) & Julia Boyle – ggggrandparents
Three:  Thomas Donoghue (1806 - 63) & Ellen Connor (1808 – 89) - gggrandparents
Four:    Thomas O’Donoghue (1844 - 1920) & Mary Sullivan (1845 - 80) - ggrandparents
Five:    Mary O’Donoghue (27 July 1866 – 1 August 1866
            Catherine O’Donoghue (1867 – 1954)
            Thomas William O’Donoghue (1869 - 71)
            Margaret O’Donoghue (1872 – c.1942)
            James O’Donoghue (b.1874) and Ada Agnes Tait (b.1879) - grandparents
            Mary Ann O’Donoghue (b.1877) and George William Phillips (b.1879)
            Gwendoline Anastasia Celina O’Donoghue (b.1880)
 

I gave some basic details of the children of Thomas and Mary Sullivan when I told their story.  I will endeavour to tell you more about them in this and later blogs.
When I started out on the trail of our family I was confused by the names of Thomas and Mary’s children.  Traditional Irish naming practice went like this
First son after paternal grandfather – so Thomas √
First daughter after paternal grandmother – so Ellen, but actually Mary
Second son after maternal grandfather – so John, but James was oldest paternal uncle
Second daughter after maternal grandmother – so Margaret, but Catherine
Third son after father – No third son
Third daughter after mother – so Mary, but Margaret after her maternal grnadmother
Fourth son after oldest paternal uncle – No fourth son
Fourth daughter after oldest maternal aunt – I only know of brothers for Mary Sullivan their mother
You can see that there is very little concordance with the tradition.  Ellen and John don’t even get a look in.  What does this tell us?
 
Thomas had only been in London from c.1851, but Mary’s Sullivan family had been there rather longer.  While Thomas might have wanted to follow tradition, Mary wasn’t interested, she was a London-born girl.  While we can find a family connection for all the names, apart from Gwendoline, there is no pattern.  The full tradition rarely lasted more than one generation out of Ireland and was fading even in Ireland in the second half of the 19th century.
 
Mary (27 July 1866 – 1 August 1866)
 
One can’t but feel for Thomas and Mary, born on the 27th July, their first child died five days later on the 1st August of convulsions.  These must have been some sort of seizure brought on by fever.  Her grandfather had died in 1863 of typhoid, but cholera was also rampant in 1866 so it could have been either of them that did for little Mary.  The infant mortality rate in England and Wales in the 1870s was c.15%, so one imagines that for London it would have been very much higher in the light of the growth and density of population.
Mother, Mary, describes herself as Mary Ann and the informant for both birth and death was her brother, James, who was unable to sign his name.
At this time her parents were living in 8 Croucher Place, Railway Street, Bromley, Poplar.  Railway Street ran north to south along the east side of the London Railway line, which terminated in the Bass Pale Ale Stores warehouse just the north-east of the West India Docks.

Catherine (1867 – 1954) – aka Aunt Kate
Compared to poor Mary, Catherine lived until she was 85.  She was born on 17 June at 13 Avenue, Bromley.  This road ran along the east side of Campbell Road which goes up to the Bow Road.  Booth in his 1889 Poverty Maps describes these streets as ‘Mixed, some comfortable, some poor’.
The family would have been right under the North London Railway which connected North London with the East and West India Docks; it must have been very noisy and dirty from the steam trains.  Bow Station (above) was probably Thomas’s route to work.  Did he buy a ticket like this?
By 1871 the family had moved down to Charles Street nearer the East India Dock Road, so one presumes that Catherine would have gone to the Wade Street School and worshipped at St Mary and St Joseph’s in Canton Street.
 
Her mother died in 1880, Catherine was 13 and became the family’s mother figure and Thomas’s housekeeper.  Education was compulsory for children under 13 in 1870 so one imagines that that was it for Catherine.  I suspect she rather regretted ending her education because I have been given the impression that she was a rather shy, quiet and studious person, certainly very religious.  By 1891 the youngest child at home, Mary Ann, was 14 so she could go out to work.  In the 1901 census she described her occupation as ‘looks after home’. She continued to live, unmarried, with her father until his death in 1920.
I was told that Catherine worked as a nanny for a shipping family named Tye who lived in the East India Dock Road.  She said that they were a very nice family and that “it was not like going out into the world to work”.  This was early in her working life I imagine. 
In the 1901 census a Patrick James and Mary Ann Tye were living at 176 East India Dock.Road.
He is described as an iron ship cementer (fills in all the cracks) and as his wife is described as an employer in 1911 they must have been running a business.

 It’s the one on the left in this old picture.  The building was on the corner of Chrisp Street and just round  from where Catherine lived.  They had one child, John, of 18, hardly material for a nanny!  They did, however, employ a servant.
In 1891 the Tyes were living in Wells Street just off Cotton Street
By 1911 Patrick had died and Mary Ann was living with her niece, Mary Ann Deeble, who was 11, plus a servant.  She was running the company.
In 1911 Catherine was a washer woman working from home so she was probably employed to look after son, John, and possibly niece, Mary Ann, any time between 1891 and before 1911.
She is said to have been in service in the West End and in particular the Old Brompton Road.  I cannot add anything to that, but sometime after the 1914-18 war her employer was a Nora Barton Wilson, whose daughters went to a Ursuline Convent.
A Ursuline school was founded in 1892 in Wimbledon.  This is the original building.  It is the only one in the west London area so one imagines that this was it. 
In 1911 there was a Barton-Wilson (very few folk with that name) family living in Kingston upon Thames (right sort of area), but the lady of the house was a Jane Mary a widow of 61, with a son of 37.  I cannot find a Nora anywhere so that’s as far as I have got.
  She regaled the children with stories of Ireland.  Bernie, Len and Kate Hosford remembered them well. 
Aunt Kate was an inveterate storyteller.  She told the children that she had heard a banshee.  She used to say "If you hear the banshee trouble will follow".  One is supposed to hear such noises in the night when the last of a great family died in Ireland.  She heard it the night her grandmother died (in 1889) and the name she used was O'Connor, which of course was the case.

The banshee was most likely to be seen at midnight, dusk or dawn. In other words when light was poor. She might appear on strangely formed rocks or hills, by rivers and lakes or by the house where the person was dying. The most common manifestation was as a lady washing or combing her long hair. There were different banshee personalities for individual areas and they were often associated with the fairy queens. Individual families had their own character and there were two for the O’Connors and one for the O’Donoghues.

She used to say that the family was from Ross Castle in Killarney.  When I first got to know Bernie, that’s what he said.  So Catherine was to blame for me wasting many years trying to find our lot in that area!
 
To recall, from around 1900 our family lived in Cotton Street and the Phillips family lived next door.  Catherine was a very good needlewoman, dressmaker and made the children’s clothes for both the O’Donoghue and Phillips' families.
 
She was a quiet, gentle person who both families went to when they wanted any little job attended to or needed to talk a problem over.  She was a vegetarian.
She never made outside friends or went out with anyone.  She went to the pictures only twice, once with Kate Phillip's mother and father and with my father, George.  She was very shy.
Maureen is the only one of us to have met her and remembers a very old lady who lived on the top floor of 60 Cotton Street and never went out.
In 1939, she went to live with Mary Phillips in Dagenham, where her sister Mary Ann (who married Mary’s father) was already living.  She was looked after variously by Mary, Lottie and Kate Phillips until she died in 1954 at Mary’s house at 41 Winifred Road, Dagenham.  Mary’s husband Arthur Williams was the informant.

Thomas William O’Donoghue (1869 – 71) 
Born on 21 November 1869 at 13 Market Street, two years later he was dead from compression of the brain.
This is pressure inside the skull that pushes on the brain and cerebrospinal fluid.  This is most commonly the result of a head injury that causes bleeding or swelling in the brain, but also can be due to a tumour, abscess, or increase in cerebrospinal fluid.
Whatever caused it, it was another awful blow to the family.  Thomas and Mary must have been distraught.
 
Margaret (1872 – c.1942) – aka Madge
She was born on 3 July 1872 at 83 Augusta Street and named after her maternal grandmother.  But to make sense of her life has proved very difficult.  One thing is clear, the two sisters, Catherine and Margaret, were entirely different personalities.
She vanishes from the records between 1882 and 1901, but reappears in the 1911 census living with her father at 21 Cotton Street, age 38, single with no children and with an occupation of servant.  There is a column on the census form that asks whether you were an Employer, Worker or Own Account.  Margaret is described as Own Account and I haven’t seen that designation in the family.  Might this suggest a somewhat independent lady? 
My main family sources have been Kate Hosford (née Phillips), Bernie and Len.  With family stories memory plays tricks but this is her story as best remembered.
She was a nurse at The London Hospital (today the Royal London Hospital is on the Whitechapel Road) or a London hospital.  She was also in show business on the chorus line.  She looked after a Jewish boy (possibly in the West End) and his parents gave her their store.
She used to speak of a girl named Golda whose brother she was very fond of and who gave her a lovely gold watch.  Did the brother become her husband?
I have been told that she was married and possibly had two children, one of whom was killed, which broke their hearts.  Her husband was a rich Jew possibly named Hyman, Ivan or Herschel.  They lived in Aldgate and the family had a shop or business there.
Margaret became a drinker and her husband came to see Thomas, her father, who died in 1920, and was heartbroken but could take no more.  He was a thorough gentleman apparently.
This history implies that the marriage must have taken place after 1911 and before 1920.
She had beautiful clothes. She always wore a black veil over her face when going out.  Her skin was lovely and she always used the same perfume.   Sadly no one seems to have had a photo of her.
She used to visit Aunt Kate on Saturdays.  She was the only one Margaret would take notice of when she had been drinking.
The drinking caused her to lose everything and she finished on the street.  James, her brother, turned her away which he always regretted.
In her later years she lived in Whitechapel, but was believed to have been in Poplar in 1941-2 and may have been killed in the bombing.
I have not been able to confirm any of this sad story. After 1911 I cannot find her in the records.  She has been the most elusive of our ancestors.  I will continue to look.
Sources & acknowledgements

Sunday, 3 September 2017

What happened to our family from 1851? Generation Four: Ellen Donoghue & Mary Ann O'Donoghue & William Rochester


WHAT HAPPENED TO OUR FAMILY FROM 1851?
GENERATION FOUR
Ellen
MARY ANN AND WILLIAM ROCHESTER
The generations
One:    Patrick? Donoghue (b.c.1745) & an unknown wife – gggggrandparents
Two:    James Donoghue (b.c.1775) & Julia Boyle – ggggrandparents
Three:  Thomas Donoghue (b.1806) & Ellen Connor - gggrandparents
Four:    Julia Donoghue (b.1834) & John Carrington (b.1830)
            James Donoghue (b.1836)
            Catherine Donoghue (b.1839) & James Madden (b.1848?)
            John Donoghue (b.1841)
            Thomas O’Donoghue (b.1844) & Mary Sullivan (b.1845) ggrandparents
            Ellen Donoghue (b.1847)
            Mary Ann O’Donoghue (b.1852) & William Rochester (b.c.1852)          
Ellen Donoghue
 
In Irish Ellen is Eibhlín (Evleen), it is a nice sound.  The ending ín is the diminutive form, for little people.  How appropriate for this child who died so young.  She was clearly named after her mother.
 
Ellen, Thomas and Ellen’s third daughter, was born in Ballyduff in 1847.  She was baptised on 25 April in the village church.  It is possible that she died very soon after her birth because the winter of 1846-7 was one of the worst in memory and Ireland was in the grip of a terrible famine.  She did not go to London with her parents; she disappeared from the records.  Deaths were not dealt with as diligently as births and marriages in the parish registers, particularly in those years when thousands and thousands of people were dying.  Ellen was a tiny mite and it is probable that Thomas and Ellen, her mother, had struggled to feed their family and keep them warm under the awful conditions.  They were relatively well off as valued artisans and had an honourable landlord, so imagine what it was like for those less protected. 
 
Perhaps Ellen lasted longer than I just said and her death may have been the final straw for Thomas and Ellen, causing them to leave their home for England in 1850-1.  We will just never know.
 
In the 19th century all classes were vulnerable to outbreaks of whooping-cough, cholera, typhus, dysentery, influenza, smallpox, measles and many other illnesses which were later prevented by vaccination.  Life expectancy was very low compared to today.  I have read that in the early 1800s a male’s average life span was 38 years.  Our next generation, Thomas and Mary, lost three of their seven children, Mary, Thomas and Gwendoline, within two years of their births, the girls within a few months.
 
‘Black’ 1847
 
I have written about the famine years, 1845-49, before but 1847 was so central that it is worth repeating some of the history.
 
The potato crop completely failed in 1845 & 1846.  In ‘Black’ 1847 as it is known, there was a potato crop, but only twenty five percent of normal; however there was a good grain crop.  A laissez-faire trade policy was being followed by the Westminster government. This  allowed the local good quality grain crop to be exported by absentee landowners rather than it being used to feed the people, while the government was importing American maize, but leaving it to the local merchants as to how it was distributed.  Only in west Cork, Kerry and Donegal did direct intervention take place.  The result was that there just was not enough accessible food in Ireland and the people were weakened by the two prior years’ shortages.
 
The iconic picture on the left is from the Illustrated London News in 1847.  They sent illustrators to Ireland and began publishing pictures of famine victims, raising awareness of the unfolding catastrophe in the rest of Britain.
 
The government's efforts were concentrated primarily on creating employment and paying people so that they could buy their own food.  But the cost had to be met through local rates.  The pay was low and not nearly enough to support a family.  However, three quarters of a million people had signed up to the work schemes (such as building roads) by March of 1847.  The workhouses, set up in the previous decade for those who could no longer afford to support themselves, were feared.  But by the end of 1846 they were full.
 
Private charity was responsible for keeping hundreds of thousands of people alive in the winter of 1846 to 1847.  Catholic priests organised food.  Funds were raised in Britain and America to buy and ship maize and to buy food boilers (for soup kitchens).  Clothes were also brought in as many of the local people had pawned their winter clothes to buy food. 
 
In the summer of 1847 the government scrapped the relief programmes and began to organise full-scale food distribution.  By the end of the year imports of grain finally exceeded exports.
 
So Ellen was born into the worst year of the famine and was almost certainly a casualty.
 
Mary Ann O’Donoghue & William Rochester
 
Mary Ann is the first O’Donoghue of our direct family line to have been born in England.  She was born on 20 March 1852 in Poplar and baptised on 16 May at St Mary & St Joseph’s, the family church.  She would have been educated at the Wade Street School.  In 1861 she was with her mother in Mary Street and in 1863 was godmother to her cousin Catherine Carrington at the age of 11.  Today the minimum age in the Catholic Church for godparenting is 16; I have been unable to ascertain if this was different in the 19th century.  This is so young that it makes me wonder if there was another family member called Mary Ann, whom I have not yet identified.
 
By 1881 Mary Ann was a domestic servant living with her elder sister Julia in Market Street.
 
On 20 July 1882 she married William Thomas Rochester in Trinity Independent Chapel, Poplar.  Built in 1841, this was of the Congregational or Methodist denomination.  It was on the corner of East India Dock Road and Augusta Street and is described as very architecturally significant with its large elegant frontage.
 
Our family was staunch Roman Catholic in those days and yet Julia and Mary Ann were married outside of that faith: Julia in an Anglican church and Mary Ann in a Methodist one.  Siblings Catherine and Thomas were both married in the Catholic St Mary & St Josephs.  This was the start of the family’s withdrawal from the Catholic faith which continued for some in the next generation as my grandmother was a protestant.
 
Allow me a theory.  Normally the woman would choose the church.  I suspect Julia was diverted by her husband John, who was a Protestant, and that Mary Ann, being very close to her 18 years older sister, chose an alternative because of her.  Alternatively the Rochesters were Methodists.  Perhaps the future husbands’ families held sway on these choices.
 
At the time of the marriage William Rochester was 30 years-old and Mary Ann 29 – quite late by the standards of the day.  His occupation is described as commercial traveller and he was living in Brockley, Kent.  His father was a Richard, an accountant.  What this occupation really meant we can only surmise, but the accounting profession was formalising its structure around this time; it could mean anything from a bookkeeper/clerk to a forensic accountant.
 
The Rochesters
 
are a bit of a mystery.  I looked for William, born in 1852, in the 1881 census.  There is one boarding in 66 High Street, Lambeth, born in 1854, whose occupation is shown as general labourer.   But I don’t think you could go from a general labourer to commercial traveller in one year.  I looked for Richard, his father, back over the decades and there are certainly no accountants.  I am very suspicious that there is a lot of dodgy data here and I could find no records that really gelled.  On their marriage certificate the residential addresses were transposed which does not fill one with confidence.  So I am going to move on and perhaps come back to the Rochesters at a later date…I get bored easily!
 
The children
 
In 1883, William Charles Herman Rochester was born.  Why Herman?  This is a German name.  Is there a clue in there somewhere? 
 
Mary Ann, now calling herself Marian or Marion, was living at 20 Rowlett Street, Bromley, Poplar.  William, the father, has become a mariner.  Rowlett Street was east from Chrisp Street at the end of Grundy Street.
 
Bernard Francis Rochester was born in 1886 in 155 Brunswick Road, Bromley.
 
Marie Gertrude Rochester was born in 1888 at 37 Hind Street, Poplar with Mary Ann’s sister, Catherine, present at the birth and William is shown as a merchant seaman.
 
All these streets were in close proximity to the rest of the family
 
One imagines that the three sisters, Mary Ann, Julia (18 years her senior) and Catherine (13 years older) were very close.  Mary Ann was living with Julia when she got married in 1882 and Catherine was present at the birth of her third child
 
By 1891 the family had moved to 88 Caister Park Road, Plaistow,West Ham, which they shared with another family.  William, the father, was not at home, at sea no doubt.  However by 1901 he was dead as Marian is described as a widow living at 21 Moreton Road, West Ham.
 
Caister Park Road is just off West Ham Park, a very historic place, as are most of London’s parks. 
In 1873, a petition of inhabitants of West Ham and Stratford was received by the City of London (the City) asking for assistance in the purchase of the Park for preservation as an open space.  The City agreed to grant the sum of £10,000 for the purpose.  Mr. John Gurney, a grandson of Mr. Samuel Gurney, who had inherited the estate in 1812, was at that time the owner of the Ham House Estate, which was 77 acres in extent and valued at £25,000.  He and other members of his family jointly contributed £10,000, the City duly paid £10,000 and the remaining £5,000 of purchase money was prescribed locally.  West Ham Park was officially opened on 20 July 1874.  The City undertook to maintain the Park forever at its own expense.  The public park was laid out by 1887, incorporating features from the earlier park including the pleasure gardens, mature trees, and the carriage drive.  The picture to left is The Terrace in 1904.
I have not managed to find Mary Ann in the 1911 census.  Perhaps she married again but I have not found a marriage that fits or a death in the name of Mary Ann Rochester.
 
William Charles Herman Rochester b.1883
 
In 1891 he was living with his mother in West Ham.  By 1901 his father had died and he was shown as head of the household, at age 18, with the occupation of incandescent (light bulb) fitter. 
 
At some point before 1911 he became a soldier in the Royal Marine Light Infantry.  The Light Infantry were merged with the Royal Marine Artillery in 1923.  Left is the cap badge at that time.
By the 1911 census he had risen to the rank of corporal and was in the Essex Regiment stationed in Quetta, Baluchistan in India.  Right is the cap badge of this regiment
 
This is the territory that we learnt about at school as the North West Frontier (of Khyber Pass fame).  William was there between the Second Afghan War which ended in 1880, in which red-coated British soldiers were perpetually ambushed by local tribesmen, and the Third which started in 1919.  Nothing much has changed in terms of conflict!  Quetta is now in Pakistan, however.
In 1908 William may have taken part in two expeditions against the Zakha Zel and Mohmand, two great Pashtun tribal groups. 
He appears to have left the army sometime between 1911 and 1915, when he re-enlisted in the 1st Battalion of the Essex Regiment as a sergeant. 
The 1st Battalion took part in the Gallipoli Campaign disembarking on 25 April at Cape Helles.  This picture shows the landing.  They were engaged in heavy fighting.  William was wounded on the 2 June.
This campaign was a complete failure and the battalion was evacuated on 8 January 1916, moving to Egypt.  On the 16 March they sailed from Alexandria to France.
 
The 1st Battalion took part in the first day of the Battle of the Somme on 1 July 1916.  The  battalion took up position in the British trenches at 3:30 am.  
At 8:40 am, the battalion received orders to advance and clear the German first-line trenches.   It was delayed by heavy enemy fire and congestion in the communication trenches.  The Newfoundland Regiment advancing to the left of the Essex battalion was almost entirely wiped out as it advanced towards the German lines.  At 10:50 am, the Essex companies were in position and received orders to go ‘over the top’.  They came under heavy artillery and machine gun fire almost as soon as they appeared over the parapet, causing heavy losses.  The attack became bogged down in no man's land.  The battalion received orders from 88th Brigade headquarters to recommence the attack at 12:30 pm, but at 12:20 pm the battalion commander advised brigade HQ that ‘owing to casualties and disorganisation’, it was impossible to do so.  The survivors of the battalion received orders to hold their position along the line of 'Mary Redan' – 'New Trench' – 'Regent Street'.
On that first day alone the British Army lost 57,470 casualties, of whom 19,240 men were killed.  William saw out 1916 but was wounded again on 23 April 1917. 
He received the 1914-5 Star, Victory and British medals and appears to have survived the war or, at least, I have not found a record of his death.    
Bernard Francis Rochester b.1886
Bernard also joined the army in the 2nd Battalion Essex Regiment in 1904.  He was almost immediately shipped to Malta.  In that year 55% of the regiment contracted a ‘simple continued fever’.  
On 4 February 1905 Bernard died of what was then called Malta Fever or brucellosis.  It does not actually name this fever but it seems a reasonable assumption.  Here is a record of his death.
Also known as undulant fever, Gibraltar fever, Bang's disease, or Mediterranean fever, brucellosis is most likely to occur among those individuals who regularly work with livestock. The disease originated in domestic livestock, on Malta in particular, goats. In humans, brucellosis continues to be spread via unpasteurized milk obtained from infected cows or through contact with the discharges of cattle and goats.  In areas of the world where milk is not pasteurized, for example in Latin America and the Mediterranean, the disease is still contracted by ingesting unpasteurized dairy products.
Apparently, on Malta, the local farmers used to walk their goats from customer to customer, milking them at each place.
The effect of the disease on the British army in Malta was such that up to the middle of 1906, the garrison of Malta lost annually the services of some 650 soldiers and sailors for a period of 120 days each, making a total of some 80,000 days of illness.  Soldiers suffering from the disease had an average stay in hospital of nearly 90 days within a range of 15 days to two years and although the mortality rate amongst the military was low at around 2%, the mortality rate for civilians on Malta was much higher.
Bernard was clearly very unlucky.  Poor Mary Ann.
Marie Gertrude Rochester b.1888
Marie was with her mother and brother in 1901 but by 1911, like her mother, I can find no trace of her, until her death on 26 October 1918 at 135 King’s Road, Brighton.  By then she was known as Elsie Marie.  She was working as a chambermaid in a hotel, perhaps one of the ones in this picture.  Mary Ann was present at her daughter’s death.  She died from influenza which brought on pneumonia.
The ‘Spanish Flu’ pandemic of 1918 was one of the greatest medical disasters of the 20th century. This was a global pandemic, an airborne virus which affected every continent.
It was nicknamed ‘Spanish flu’ as the first reported cases were in Spain. As this was during World War One, newspapers were censored (Germany, the United States, Britain and France all had media blackouts on news that might lower morale) so although there were influenza (flu) cases elsewhere, it was the Spanish cases that hit the headlines. One of the first casualties was the King of Spain.
Although not caused by World War I, it is thought that in the UK, the virus was spread by soldiers returning home from the trenches in northern France. Soldiers were becoming ill with what was known as ‘la grippe’, the symptoms of which were sore throats, headaches and a loss of appetite. Although highly infectious in the cramped, primitive conditions of the trenches, recovery was usually swift and doctors at first called it ‘three-day fever’.
The outbreak hit the UK in a series of waves, with its peak at the end of WW1. Returning from Northern France at the end of the war, the troops travelled home by train. As they arrived at the railway stations, so the flu spread from the railway stations to the centre of the cities, then to the suburbs and out into the countryside. Not restricted to class, anyone could catch it.
Young adults between 20 and 30 years old were particularly affected and the disease struck and progressed quickly in these cases. Marie was 30.  Onset was devastatingly quick. Those fine and healthy at breakfast could be dead by tea-time. Within hours of feeling the first symptoms of fatigue, fever and headache, some victims would rapidly develop pneumonia and start turning blue, signalling a shortage of oxygen. They would then struggle for air until they suffocated to death.
Hospitals were overwhelmed and even medical students were drafted in to help.  Doctors and nurses worked to breaking point, although there was little they could do as there were no treatments for the flu and no antibiotics to treat the pneumonia.
During the pandemic of 1918/19, over 50 million people died worldwide and a quarter of the British population were affected. The death toll was 228,000 in Britain alone.
At the time of Marie’s death, Mary Ann was living in 352 High Road, Brondesbury in North-West London.  I think today it is known as the Kilburn High Road.  What took her there, I wonder…
So many unanswered questions
This project has been a bit frustrating.  I would like to know more about William Thomas Rochester’s family, but have hit blockages.
And Mary Ann, by 1918 she had lost two of her three children.  Did she re-marry?  When did she die?  What happened to her first child, William Charles, after WW1?
I have, so far, been unable to find answers to these questions.  Challenges for another time
 
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