When I first started
researching my paternal family history one of the people I discovered was a
lady (Iris) who turned out to be my (step cousin x1) Unbeknown to either of us,
it turned out our grandfather Charles had been married twice – Iris was his granddaughter via his first wife and
I’m his granddaughter via his second wife.
Of course this exciting news gave us lots to correspond
about and we exchanged all the information we each obtained over the years about
our paternal family ancestors….Eventually we thought there was nothing new to
add to our family tree, until one day completely out of the blue, I found an
old 1933 newspaper obituary notice of a lady named Mathilda
….I can’t explain why I had the compulsion to read this particular
notice as her name meant nothing to me, but I did, and was stunned to read that
our grandfather Charles was in attendance at this lady’s funeral, and reported
as being her father!! This meant Iris and I now had an Aunt which neither of us
had any previous knowledge of..
We exhausted every means at our disposal but couldn’t find this
particular Mathilda on any early records or census’ It wasn’t until recently that
we discovered that after the early death of their mother, she and her younger
sister (Iris’s mother) had been brought
up by their maternal grandparents, and was known throughout childhood by their surname not their own.
Mathilda subsequently
emigrated to Australia in her late teens after some altercation with her
grandparents. Seemingly there was no communication between them after that, until
she came back to England c1930 when she knew her health was failing…she was
only in her early thirties at the time of her death.
The puzzling thing is that Iris’s mother never mentioned
that she had an elder sister who’d gone
to Australia….maybe she was too young at the time to understand…
It appears our
grandfather deserted his children after his first wife’s death and later went
on to marry my grandmother and start another family…who he again deserted,
leaving my grandmother with four young children. He never divulged to my grandmother nor any
of my direct ancestors that he’d been married before and already had a family.
He even set up home with a third lady, but
that’s another story!!
It became obvious with Mathilda being in Australia under a
different surname why she didn’t appear on any of the relevant UK census’ and
her existence wasn’t known among the UK family until I accidently found and
read her obituary notice.
The knowledge of our family not only grew by one when
finding Mathilda, but we now have two more cousins and their families to add to
it, as she had two children of her own when living in Australia. The only
information we have about Mathilda’s adult life is what little we have gleaned
from correspondence with her Australian descendants.. they had no previous
knowledge of the family she’d left behind in the UK.
Such complications crop up from time to time when
researching Family History…. so it’s lovely when a golden nugget of information
turns up unexpectedly to enlighten us.
Oh my goodness, it's the stuff of historical novels. What a wonderful and yet sad story to tell. Thank you for sharing it. xx
ReplyDeleteIt's funny how these things happen. I got contacted out of the blue by the descendant of one of my Gt Grandfathers brothers. Turns out he was sent away as a convict and none of us had known about it!
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