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Titleys
I am looking for my ancesters. They lived in Bausley through the 1800s. Their names are John Titley and Jane Briggs. Is there anyone that might help me fill in any missing details. Here are the details from the 1861 census:
Address: Bauseley Hill, Bauseley, Montgomeryshire, Wales
Head of household: Richard Titley, 50, labourer, born Bauseley, Montgomeryshire
Wife: Elizabeth Titley, 37, born Bauseley, Montgomeryshire
Son: Thomas Titley, 13, labourer, 8, born Bauseley, Montgomeryshire
Son: Richard Titley, born Bauseley, Montgomeryshire
Son: John Titley, 6, born Bauseley, Montgomeryshire
Daughter: Elizabeth Titley, 3, born Bauseley, Montgomeryshire
Son: David Titley, 12 months, born Bauseley, Montgomeryshire
This information has led me to Richard Titley’s baptism on 15 Dec 1811 at Alberbury, parents John and Jane Titley. And from that I have found the marriage of John Titley and Jane Briggs on 28 Jun 1805 at Alberbury, which fits in with the birth of their first child (Mary) in 1807. Unfortunately I can’t trace the line back any further than that as the parish... Read more
Stiperstones Poem
THE STIPERSTONES
T’was long ago the Ludlow people vexed the Devil very sore
He vowed to stone their homes and steeples until they were no more
On Cranberries Hill he then collected his apron full of rocks and stones
With these missiles he expected he could break the peoples bones
Swiftly crossing roads and rivers past the peasant peoples homes
Through the land of peaceful livers till he reached the Stiperstones
O’er the mountain dark and dreare hurried satan on his way
Vowing war and strife and riot on the people miles away
Suddenly the strings were broken in a heap the stones all fell
And he left them as a token of his presence there to tell
Then cursed he Ludlow and it’s tower from the top of Stiperstones
In the fury of the hour built a chair of rocks and stones
And tis said at midnight hour when the moon is rising high
Satan sits in state and power while the ghosts of... Read more
Lea Cross School
My auntie, Dorothy Jones, was a teacher at Lea Cross school and I remember going with her to the school for a day when I was about 3 or 4. I wonder if anyone remembers her. The head teacher was a Mrs Pierce.
Mary Ann Shuker
My great grandmother, Mary Ann Shuker came to Manchester from Chirbury in service as a maid. She married my great grandfather, Ernest Edward Chorlton and they must have returned to Chirbury to be married because the family bible states they married at Chirbury Church on 22nd December 1888. I always thought she came from Wem - but this is quite a way away (for those days). I would love to find out more about her - I will travel to Chirbury and search the graveyards for her mother and father. What a life change for her to travel to Manchester! The address she came to is Stanley House, Oxford Road, Manchester (I would imagine a cotton baron's home). She must have visited her family in Chirbury for her wedding (and Christmas I imagine) then travelled back to Manchester where she remained. How I wish I could find out more about her - she is often in my thoughts!
CHIRBURY ROAD WOOD RELATIVES
Some time in the 1980s, my mother Dorothy visited her gt-aunt Rhoda Wood (b1901), who had lived in the same cottage, 15 Chirbury Road, Montgomery, all her life, one of 10 children of Charles (b1849) and Ellen Wood (b1859). I have a photo of the cottage. My mother recalls that Ellen was a laundress, but had to get all her water from the village pump. On the 1911 census, she is still working, with her daughter Catherine. I would love to know if anyone has memories of Rhoda or her 9 siblings, Mary, Anna, Frances, Charles, Catherine (Kitty), Gladys, Alexander, Percy or Walter. I have old photos of some of them and of Charlotte Beamond, who was Rhoda's grandmother. I am having problems sorting out what Ellen Wood's maiden name was - on some docs she writes "Jones" and others "Bumford" or "Boundford". I THINK her mother was Mary Jones (daughter of Richard Jones) who died in 1862.
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