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The Remarkable Journey of Basil Robinson Westley: The Man Who Was There.

The ages of Basil

Foreword: Being There.

Placing the hero of a fictional story into the heart of non-fictional events is a device often used in books and movies. In fact I’ve done it myself in my own novels. Quite often those non-fictional events are consequential, even history defining. On the one hand this can give the viewer or reader a more immediate sense of time and place. It may also enable them to relate the story to personal or familial experiences. The flip side is that this also serves to the blur the line between fact, fiction and myth, especially where those non-fictional events are portrayed as seemingly revolving around the central character of the story, as if he or she is either the progenitor of those events, or an irresistible force attracting them in some way. In such cases we’re not always sure what is true and what isn’t. My favourite instance of this is Arthur Penn’s movie ‘Little Big Man (1970)’, but Robert Zemeckis’s ‘Forrest Gump (1994)’ might be a more recent, if less perfect, example. There’s a whole genre of time travelling stories that latch onto the same idea.

Fiction is one thing, but what if there were individuals who found themselves, at various points in their lives, to be unwilling (and maybe occasionally willing) participants in multiple events that shook the world?  If so, then step-forward Basil Robinson Westley…

Before we embark on the odyssey that is Basil’s life, I must declare up front the fact that I share kinship with him. Basil’s father, Henry Robinson Westley, was the brother of my Great Great Grandfather, making Basil my first cousin three times removed. However, I offer no bias here. By any standard… from his childhood on the front line of the British Empire, to designing the lace that hung at the windows of the Victorian world, to his ‘hands-on’ ringside seat at the dawn of manned flight, right through to him being in the firing line as a civilian in both world wars…and much more besides… Basil’s journey was a remarkable one.

What follows below is Basil’s story, largely drawn from his own memoir1, which was written just as the sun was setting on a long and amazing life. I do hope I do it justice.

A Boy and Empire.

Basil Robinson Westley was born at Weedon Barracks, Weedon Bec, Northamptonshire on Monday 20th January 1868. Basil believed that the regimental birth records had been destroyed, but they did survive, and they also record that his baptism took place on 9th February at the Garrison Chapel of St. Mark’s Church in Daventry.

Basil was the third child born to Colour Sergeant Henry Robinson Westley, who wore the dark green uniform of the 4th Rifle Brigade, and his wife Mary née Feeley. Their second son, named after his father, had died five months prior to Basil’s birth, during the regiment’s brief sojourn in Montreal, Canada2. The eldest brother, Mark Harry, had been born in Gibraltar in 18643. A half-brother, Joseph Killackey Westley4, the offspring of Mary’s first marriage to a Sergeant in the 31st Regiment, was sixteen years old at the time of Basil’s birth.

Henry Robinson Westley (1835-1907)

Born in Nottingham in 1835, Henry (left) had been a ‘box-maker’ prior to joining the colours; he had signed on with the Rifle Brigade (1st Battalion) in 1855, transferring to the 4th Battalion two years later. He was promoted in quick succession to Corporal, Sergeant and then Colour Sergeant. By the time of Basil’s birth – aside from his stations in the UK – Henry had seen service in Malta, Gibraltar (where he also married Mary in 1863) and Canada. Mary, a Catholic, had been born around 1832 and was a native of County Sligo, Ireland.

Basil was born into the period of British history sometimes known as Pax Brittanica, when the Empire was very much expanding and on the way to becoming a global superpower. At this time relations with other major countries and Empires were generally on a peaceful footing. As the British Empire had grown, however, from gradual colonization in the sixteenth century through the establishment of lucrative trade routes… then, exponentially, so had its military power. Through the Empire, Britain now had a global reach. As more territory was occupied, the more demands were placed upon the civil service … and the army… to administer it and defend it. The more it occupied overseas territory, the likelihood of local conflicts increased too.

Basil’s birthyear, 1868, marked twelve years since the end of the Crimean War. Whilst nothing of that significance had taken place since, the Indian ‘mutiny’ in 1857 and the repelling of Fenian raiders in Canada in 1867 (during which Henry saw active service) served as reminders that the army may be called upon at any time. Indeed British swords being drawn against the Ashanti on the Gold Coast in Africa5, and in skirmishing with the indigenous populations of India and Afghanistan, were something of a regular occurrence. As a result the army was shuffled, packaged up, and sent off around the world to protect the political and commercial interests of the Empire… and the Westley family were small cogs in that vast, well-oiled machine.

After Weedon, the family moved with the regiment to various barracks around the south of England, including Huts Brompton, Chatham (where a daughter – Mary Alice – was born in 18726). They then spent a year garrisoned in Dublin, after which Henry was promoted to Sergeant Major.

On 21st October 1873 Basil and family embarked for India from Queenstown on the troopship Jumna. They arrived in Bombay on 23rd November, before moving on to their quarters in Umballa (Ambala) in the Punjab. They were to spend two and a half years in the heat and dust of the British Raj. Surprisingly perhaps, given his impressionable age at the time, Basil’s memoir offers no memories at all of his childhood years in India. In a family photograph taken in 1876, when he was around eight years old, Basil appears as a smartly dressed little boy holding a hat – maybe a pith helmet. An Indian servant – identified on the rear of the picture as “Nounsouk – the bobigee” – occupies equal standing with Henry himself, at the back of the family group. It’s striking though that, even at such a tender age, Basil manages to project a sense of brooding intensity.

The Westley family taken in Umballa (Ambala), India in 1876. Back Row: Henry Robinson Westley, “Nounsouk, the Bobigee”, Front: Mark Harry, Mary, Mary Senior and Basil (holding the hat).

The significant events that took place during their stay were an outbreak of fever in Umballa, which caused them to temporarily evacuate “under canvas” to “Jundlee” for a month at the end of 1874; a Durbar in Delhi for the Governor-General on 3rd March 1875 and the visit of the Prince of Wales (the future Edward VII) in December1875, for which the 4th Battalion provided a Guard of Honour.

The Westley’s returned to the UK in June 1876, where Henry was discharged after the end of his twenty years’ service. Henry hadn’t finished with the military, however, and he later signed up with the 3rd Battalion, the Derbyshire Regiment (2nd Derbyshire Militia) as a Staff Sergeant. Consequently the family relocated to the less tropical surroundings of Chesterfield, and it was here – in 1880 – that twelve-year-old Basil secured his first proper job, at Bales & Woods Printers on Glumangate in the town.

For an overview of the lives of Henry Robinson Westley’s siblings – one or two of whom have some interesting stories to tell , click here.

Man and Artist.

In 1881 Basil commenced work as a painter of China pottery at the Crown Derby porcelain works on Osmaston Road in Derby7. Presumably he had demonstrated some level of artistic talent to secure the job with the company, nevertheless, in May 1882, he sat and passed the Elementary (Model) drawing examination at Derby School of Art. Basil’s artistic skills no doubt helped him pick up his next job in a profession that was to shape his life. In 1883 he started work as a Lace Designer and Draughtsman, at the lace manufacturing company owned by John Burton, whose premises were on Thoroton Street in Nottingham8. This coincided with his father’s discharge from the Derbyshire Militia and the family’s subsequent return to Henry’s hometown.

Nottingham, at that time, was the world centre for the manufacture of decorative lace and also the process of mechanisation that made the industry such a force. New and increasingly innovative machinery, in turn, allowed the production of finer, more intricate, patterns than were able to be produced by hand. This superior machine-made product was soon known the world over as Nottingham Lace.

The Merriam-Webster Dictionary defines Nottingham Lace as “any of the various flat laces and nets machine-made originally at Nottingham, England and used for curtains, dresses, tablecloths”. Other definitions refer to the intricate designs and patterns, including floral motifs and open spaces, which create a “light and airy effect”, or with scalloped or zig-zagged (picot) edges. Whatever it may have been in practice, identifying your product as Nottingham Lace gave it a certain cachet that was likely to make it even more desirable. Throughout the nineteenth century, Nottingham remained at the centre of the mechanised lace-making universe. Such intricate designs, often use for curtains or tablecloths, needed designers… which is where Basil’s artistic skills came to the fore.

(Left) One of Basil’s own lace designs and (Right) Nottingham Lace – What the finished article may have looked like.

In his memoir Basil suggests that in 1890 there was a “Big Strike all factorys closed down – complete stop.” However, looking through newspaper reports of the time, I can find no reference to such an all-encompassing strike in Nottingham, other than ad hoc disputes and various industrial tensions which, in 1893, threatened a strike. There was a strike in Calais which did shut down lace factories and lock out the workforce, but this only lasted for a month or so in the Autumn of 1890. Whilst this undoubtedly had an impact on Nottingham businesses (there were strong ties with the industry in Calais as we shall see), there does not appear to be anything that occurred on the scale that Basil references.

Anyhow, whatever the actual situation, Basil does seem to have been let go by Burton and, as a result, he recalls in his memoir that he became a “counterman” with the Home and Colonial Stores in Manchester and after that, in Hartlepool and South Shields until 1892. The 1891 census, taken on the night of 5th April, records Basil still living with his parents at 25 Hedderley Street in Nottingham, where his occupation is described as ‘Grocer’s Assistant’.

Basil tells us that, in 1893, he received a telegram letting him know that the strike was over and, consequently, he rejoined his old employer in Nottingham. The following year saw him on the move again though. He was engaged as a Lace Designer by the lace manufacturer W. Spowage, based on Ossington Street, in the Radford district of Nottingham. Three years later, in 1897, with his stock clearly on the rise, Basil appears to have gone freelance, working for multiple lace companies in Long Eaton, Derbyshire9.

Rather surprisingly, Basil’s memoir omits to mention two very significant moments in his life that took place around this time. The first of these was his marriage to the widow Frances Garrick Caborn (née Eite), which took place at St. Barnabas Roman Catholic Cathedral, in Nottingham, on 17th August 1899. Frances (known as ‘Fannie’) had been born on 1st September 1867 on Barker Gate in Nottingham. The second event was the birth of their daughter, Frances Garrick Westley, who was born in Nottingham on 31st May 1900. Fannie already had a daughter from her previous marriage called May Caborn, who was four years old at the time of the wedding, and she too was welcomed into the ranks of the Westley family.

It’s worth mentioning at this point that Basil had adopted his mother’s Roman Catholicism. He was active in church circles and was a member of the St. Barnabas Institute. A report in the Nottingham Evening Post dated 4th April 1889, relates that he had “designed and illuminated” an address given to a priest during a gathering of members the previous day.

An Englishman Abroad.

Hot on the heels of the birth of his daughter came another life-changing moment. Basil was, in his words, “engaged by Messieurs Gentis and Catte [to] start lace factory in Caudry Nord, France10. The commune of Caudry lies around 165km South-East of Calais, 20km, from Cambrai, at the time it was considered to be the lace capital of France. Today it still calls itself the French City of Lace11. There were long standing links between the lace trades of Nottingham and northern France, particularly Calais. Manufacturers and personnel moved between both cities during the 19th Century. Lace manufacture may even have been originally exported from Nottingham to Calais. Calais has a ‘Rue Nottingham’ and was sometimes known as ‘Nottingham by the Sea’.

The Westley family in Calais circa 1908.(L to R) Basil, May Caborn, daughter Frances and Frances Garrick Westley (“Fannie”).

In Calais, Basil set up an office in his house at 35 Rue des Soupirants and the family was recorded living here at the time of the 1906 French census. By the summer of 1907 they had moved to 39 Rue du Jardin des Plantes, and this was still the Westley’s home when the 1911 census was taken. The two houses lay only 700 metres apart in the central district of Calais. On the census documents for 1906 and 1911 Basil is recorded as being a Dessinateur, which isthe French word for both draughtsman and designer.

In his notes covering these years, Basil does not mention the deaths of his parents. His mother, Mary, died on 12th March 1905. Henry Robinson Westley died on 17th June 1907. We know that Basil attended the funeral of his father, from an account of the interment published in the Nottingham Evening Post on 21st June 1907. Whilst in Nottingham Basil placed the following advertisement in the same newspaper (dated 11th July 1907):

The request for a “moderate drinker” was a poignant one. His father had died an abject death as an alcoholic, and it doesn’t leave too much to the imagination to believe that Basil had probably witnessed first-hand the hard-drinking culture of the army during his years in tow with the Rifle Brigade.

Three years later, and true to form, Basil’s memoir fails to record another momentous event in his life – the death of his wife Fannie on 19th November 1910, aged just 42. A family notice placed in the Nottingham Guardian on 25th November 1910 reported that she died “suddenly”.

On 29th April 1912 Basil married his second wife, Pétronille Marine Rock, in Calais. Marine, who was a divorcee12, had been born on 31st May 1898 in Sangatte. Her occupation was described as ‘nurse’ at the time of the 1911 census. She was the mother of four children from her previous marriage, the youngest of whom was 13 years old at the time of the wedding. Accordingly Basil moved to live Sangatte. It’s not precisely clear where they set up home at that time, but Marine was resident in Le Cran d’Escalles at the time of the 1911 census – this was an area of Sangatte close to the coastal path connecting Sangatte with Cap Blanc-Nez. Always understated, Basil’s only comment on these events in his memoir is:

“1912:1914 – Went to live in Sangatte near Calais (with office at Calais).”

Witness to the Dawn of Manned Flight.

Towards the end of the twentieth century’s first decade, Calais and its coast was the front line of the race to cross the English Channel/La Manche by air. Basil was appointed “…voluntary ‘delegate’ for our district of the French Aeronautic Society and one of my duties was to help any aviator who landed on our coast.” Basil goes on to put himself right at the heart of the action by clarifying, “That was just after we had assisted in the first attempts to cross the channel by Latham and Bleriot.”

French nationals Arthur Charles Hubert Latham (1883-1912) and Louis Blériot (1872-1936) were fierce rivals for the prize of being the first aviator to cross the Channel. The Daily Mail newspaper had offered a prize of £1,000 to the first flyer to achieve this feat. It fell to Latham to make the first attempt at the crossing, on 19 July 1909. He took off from Cap Blanc-Nez, very near Sangatte, but after only 8 miles his Antoinette IV aeroplane suffered engine failure and Latham had to ditch into the water. The undamaged fuselage remained afloat, so he lit a cigarette and awaited rescue by the French military vessel that was following him.  

Later, on the morning of 25th July 1909 Blériot’s team were camped in a field at Les Baraques, near Calais. They had been there for two days. At about 3 am they noticed a break in the weather. They awakened Blériot, prepared the aircraft, and waited for first light, hoping they could attempt the crossing. Latham’s team, however, slept through the night and failed to notice the opportunity. The favourable conditions held and Blériot took off precisely at dawn (4.41am) to make the first successful crossing of the English Channel by aeroplane. Crossing the English Coast at St. Margaret’s Bay, he landed at Northfall Meadow near Dover to win the prize and take Latham’s place in the history books13.

Starting the engine for Bleriot’s cross-channel flight. Wikimedia Commons – no known copyright restriction.

In his memoir Basil relates a couple of stories about other aviation pioneers:

“I had a small seaworthy boat also, the only one on that coast between Boulogne and Dunkerque. To give you an idea of the situation I will relate an incident: On about the 10th July 1911 an aeroplane landed on the field of Bleriot and I supplied him with the petrol and oil he needed. He was Mr. Morrison, one of the first to make the voyage from Paris (where he had just bought his machine) to Lympne.” 14 

Oscar Colin Morison (centre) – from David Young’s Collection via http://www.earlyaviators.com.

The aviator was Oscar Colin Morison (1884–1966) an early British flyer. He had won a well-publicised air race between Shoreham and Brighton, also in 1911, and went on to fly with the Royal Flying Corps during the First World War. Morison purchased his Bleriot aircraft from Paris in 1910 – so this encounter may well have happened a year earlier than Basil recalls. He goes on:

“In those days a slight wind was too much. We looked at the sea, there was a slight haze. He said, “I cannot see the coast, what am I to do”?

“Well”, I said, “if you engage the tug, it can proceed just half-way to Dover, when you get over it you will see Dover. It will cost you 375 Francs for the tug”.

“Oh, no”, he said, “I want to do it on my own”.

I offered a life buoy, a strong one of cork capable of upholding 4 persons, he refused it, no doubt because it was too heavy.  “Well”,  I said, “I tell you what I will do – it is now 10 O’Clock & I will bike home at once and put my boat out and arrive exactly at 2 O’ Clock in the middle of the channel & hoist a big white balloon, you go up at 2 exact & when you pass me you will see Dover”.

He agreed and I went home at full speed, threw some grub and a bottle of Guinness in the boat, launched her, put my sail up; put my watch on the seat in front of me & pulled away to the middle of the channel. The spectators on the beach said I disappeared like a streak of lightning. I arrived in position & could see the coast. I kept her in the tide without moving & 5 minutes after Morrison passed over my head. I have a letter still in which he thanks me for his safe arrival. On that occasion I meditated continuing to Dover, but turned around & got back, landing, however, 6 miles from Sangatte at Wissant about 6 O’Clock in the evening.

Just after that, perhaps a month; Grace arrived at Barrak15unfortunately, although I tried to get in time, I just arrived to see him and his aeroplane disappear in a cloud leading directly to the North Sea. Had I arrived 5 minutes sooner, his life would have been saved no doubt.

Basil is referring here to Cecil Stanley Grace (1880 -1910) – pictured abive (public domain). Grace was a renowned British aviator who was competing for a prize of £4,000, offered by Baron de Forest16, for the man who could make thethe longest flight from England into Continental Europe. Despite making it to Calais, strong winds persuaded him to return back across the Channel to England. As Basil relates, Grace was never seen alive again. His disappearance was front page news for weeks in England. Although Basil describes this happening in the Summer of 1911, it actually took place in December 1910 – a month after the death of Basil’s wife. Artefacts from Grace’s aircraft and a badly disfigured body resembling Grace washed up on the coast of Belgium in January and March 1911.

A Hero on the Sea.

Basil seems to have been a veritable man of action when it came to the seashore around Calais and Sangatte and he relates several adventures in his memoir. In his own words, “While on this coast I have helped men wrecked or in danger.”  He recounts that, between 1909 and 1913 he:

  • Went in search of the missing mail boat from England (which also had aboard his brother-in-law and sister-in-law), only to find it aground on a sandbank. Wading up to his neck in the sea, he was able to both agree arrangements for the distribution of the mail and reassure his brother-in-law as to the safety of his situation.
  • Came to the aid of a cement ship, which was stuck against the cliffs in a storm, by swinging a line to the high ground from his own boat on the perilous sea, so that a cable could be pulled from the stricken ship to facilitate the crew’s rescue.
  • He spotted a torpedo “swashing about” in the water whilst returning on his boat from Calais. He presumed that it had fallen from a navy vessel. Basil secured it with an anchor and a cable and went off to notify the authorities.
  • Saved the new local lifeboat, which was left on the beach after performing a daring rescue in frosty conditions. It was a race against time to get it hauled back to its station before the tide fully came in. Basil managed to obtain “…4 field horses”, so that he and the lifeboat Captain could pull it to safety. Each of them having “…both our shoulders under the boat heaving it desperately onto the wagon.” Despite their success in recovering the boat, Basil complained that both he and the captain’s backs were so “…severely ricked” that they couldn’t move for nearly a month afterwards!
  • Went out into “fearful” stormy seas in his own boat to search for two men who had fallen into the sea from a Lowestoft trawler which had ran aground in the maelstrom. His search was unsuccessful, but the seamen’s bodies were eventually washed ashore. After their burial in Sangatte, he invited the recued crew of the trawler back to his house for a roast beef dinner.

It’s probably worth calling out that Basil’s proficiency with handling a boat probably had its roots in his time living in Nottingham. In August 1893, the Nottingham Daily Express and the Nottinghamshire Guardian both reported on the contest for the Seely Cup, between members of the Nottingham-based Britannia Rowing Club, which took place on the River Trent on Saturday 19th August. The trophy-winning ‘pair’ were a certain “W.H. Stancer and B.R. Westley”. Basil wasn’t so successful on 26th July the following year, when he and Stancer’s ‘coxed pair’ were knocked out in the heats. Rowing trophies that he had won in Nottingham were still in his possession during his time in Sangatte and, like the Crown Derby pot mentioned in footnote 2, in his judgement they warranted hiding from the Germans.

On 1st August 1912, a group of children were bathing in the sea at Sangatte under the care of a local man and woman. Basil happened to be working on his lace designs in a tent at the back of the dunes. He was worried though… following a storm the previous evening, the surf was up and consequently he believed that it wasn’t safe for the children to be playing there. He made his fears known to the couple looking after them, but they dismissed his concerns.

“Half-a-dozen or more” of the children joined hands and were playing “ring a ring of roses” in the waves, with some of them inadvertently being pulled into the deeper water. Then the chain broke, and the separated children were sucked away. Basil recounts the story:

“… I could hear their cries quite plainly. All at once a girl rushes up screaming, “Come quick they are drowning”.  Taking up a heavy lifebuoy (cork for 4 persons) I rushed about 150 yards to where the children were, but with the sight of the thunderous waves breaking in I realised with that heavy buoy I could never get through them. Two waterlogged girls could be seen out from the shore appearing only on the crest of the wave. As I was lightly clad thin trouser and sweater I went through the waves until as I judged I was on the outside of them & catching a glimpse of one in the boiling water in front of me I ‘windmilled’ around it and managed to edge it into the hands of some people wading in the shallower water, again going in for the other one. In that surf it was impossible to see, but a man on shore pointed my direction but after vainly searching I came ashore about 200 yards as there was a strong current washing out to sea at that point and the body of that child was washed ashore 5 miles off at the Casino at Calais.”

Basil’s modesty gets the better of him here. What he doesn’t mention is that, in February1913, the Navigazette – Paris and L’Ouest-Éclair newspapers reported that he had been awarded the “silver rescue medal 2nd Class… to recognize the dedication he has shown in going to the rescue of six young girls at risk of drowning, on the beach of Sangatte”.

In addition to the above accounts of heroics on the water, Eileen Hutson suggested that, according to family lore, Basil may have also supported Captain Matthew Webb’s cross-channel swim. However, this could not have been the case. Webb’s first successful swim was in 1875, when Basil was 7-years old. Indeed Webb died in Niagara in 1883 aged only 35 years old old, years before Basil arrived in Calais. There were, however, around eleven successful attempts to swim the Channel during Basil’s time in Calais-Sangatte. These included Thomas William Burgess, a British-born naturalised Frenchman who swam ‘La Manche’ in 1911. The first woman to swim the channel, American Gertrude Ederle, who completed it in 1926. Mercedes Gleitze managed the feat the following year, on 7th October 1927, becoming the first British woman to complete it. Another British man, Edward Temme, swam the Channel in 1934. Knowing Basil’s interest in the sea, and his fascination with human achievement generally, I think it is entirely possible that he could have supported any of these attempts, although it is important to say that there is nothing in his memoir to indicate this.

Basil Goes to War.

Basil writes in his memoir that, by June 1914, he sensed the inevitability of war. The assassination of Archduke Ferdinand of Austria in Sarajevo, which precipitated the conflict, didn’t happen until 28th of the month, so this was incredibly prescient on his part. To prepare for what he expected was to come he, “…went over to Deal (in Kent) and bought a typical Deal boat 17 feet long for 10F and pulled and sailed her over to France doing the passage in exactly 8 hours. During the war I kept it under cover behind the house ready if wanted.”

On Saturday 1st August, Germany invaded Belgium, thereby violating their neutrality and triggering action by their allies: Britain and France. On the same day, which was two days before the French declaration of war on Germany, Basil travelled to Calais and closed his office. This involved paying off his four employees due to “Business not as usual.” He clearly felt the need to be proactive regarding the impending events.

His role with the Aviation Society came with an honorary attachment to the French 1st Army Corps. So, after the declaration of war, he cycled to the aerodrome at Hardelot, just south of Boulogne, to offer his services, only to find it had been closed by “military orders”. On his return journey he encountered members of the Oxford Light Infantry who had just arrived in France as part of the British Expeditionary Force17 . Basil tells us that he, “… had a chat with the Sergeant Major who said, “No my lad, we shall never come back, the job is too stiff, we shall be outnumbered”, and with deep emotion he told me that after many years’ service in India, he had just arrived at Portsmouth & was immediately re-embarked, without seeing anything of his long left home. No wonder he was downhearted.”

On 25th August 1914, Basil witnessed B.E.F. lorries being driven onto the docks at Calais. The drivers were “London busmen” who didn’t speak any French. Basil sensed another opportunity to get involved and he “…went rapidly home & I got a document from the Mairé, ‘To join the British Army’ and off I went to catch the busmen”.

It’s not clear what the document was that he was given by the Mairé. However, it enabled him to eventually catch back up with busmen at Dunkerque. En route he was interrogated by both the French and British armies, with the outcome that he was “enlisted on the spot”, although this was largely thanks to the intervention of a mysterious “Mrs. N” whom he apparently knew, and who was able to vouch for him. To mark the occasion he sent a postcard home to let his family know, writing “just joined the old flag ‘en avant la musique”18. Basil was later told by neighbours that they had spent “the whole day” comforting a distraught Marine and Frances when they received the postcard.

Basil’s first official task of the war was to guard the telephone box in a textile hanger. However, the local HQ was disbanded following the fall of Antwerp to the Germans19 and, consequently, he had no choice but to cycle back home to Sangatte (a distance of 41 kilometres, according to his memoir). Basil’s enthusiastic desire to contribute to the war effort didn’t dissipate though. He contemplated travelling to London to enlist which, for a man of forty-six years old, was optimistic to say the least. It was then that he received a letter from his elder brother.

Mark Harry Westley, who was living in London and working as a plumber, had also been seeking a way to play his part in the war effort. He had been rebuffed by “6 different recruiting stations” and had now turned his attention to signing on as a contractor for the army. To this end he took a job with William Harbrow Ltd. of South Bermondsey and headed to Harfleur, via Le Havre, where the company had obtained work.

After reading the letter, Basil didn’t hang around. He hit the road again on his bicycle, this time in the direction of Le Havre. On the way, at Abbeville, he was again questioned by the Police as a potential spy. Thankfully, he was allowed back on the road “…once they examined my valise”.

In Harfleur, now working for Harbrow, he became a roof sheeter and plumber’s mate (presumably for his brother). According to Basil’s memoir, “We worked 90 hours every week & that winter on top of a plateau putting roofs on stables for 10000 horses. For months on end we were soaking wet through and out of 300, 100 men were laid up & had to be sent to England, we buried 2 on the camp.”

When the Harbrow’s contract ended in March 1915, Basil hitched a free boat ride back to Calais. The following month he was engaged by another army contractor: W. G. Tarrant Ltd. of Byfleet in Surrey. This time the work involved building a veterinary camp at Peuplingues, not far from his home in Sangatte. In June he was transferred to work on erecting the Army Post Office on the docks at Calais.

If he didn’t know it already, on the 7th June he received a reminder that the war was right on his doorstep. Basil tells the story:

“I occupied a small wooden office on the docks Calais and one of my duties was to keep the time on the job which was a big one. On the 7th June I blew my whistle exactly to the minute 12 O’ Clock. Instead of going in my office for my cold dinner I changed my habit and went off to the dock gatekeeper’s house 50 yards off to have some soup hot; when without warning a bomb fell on one side of the house & another 3 yards from my office door killing a woman named Daudanthun & filling my bike, a B.S.A.,  with shrapnel, the office shattered & my sweater & dinner blown to bits. Almost immediately an ambulance was on the spot and we put the dead woman (her breasts were blown out) in; several of our men came up and shook my hand saying, “if you had not been so punctual in blowing your whistle we should have been caught by the bombe.

7 bombs fell on the docks in total. Amazingly only 4 people were wounded in addition to the woman who was killed.

To Gallipoli.

During the summer of 1915, Basil was employed fitting roofs to stables at the “Horse Remount Camp”, Coquelles. He proudly opined that, “I can say that my roofs never leaked”. Then, in October, he received a telegram “from London” – it read, “Off to the Dardanelles come at once”. Presumably, the telegram came from his brother Mark Harry (Basil doesn’t say). Whoever it came from, he made immediate arrangements to travel to London and meet up with his former colleagues from Harbrow Ltd., at one point threatening to hop into his own boat and sail across the Channel if he wasn’t given the necessary paperwork.

Messageries Maritime’s ship “Mossoul”. Copyright not known (from http://www.wrecksite.eu)

After passing a medical in London, he joined 75 fellow contractors from Harbrow’s en route to Gallipoli, via a train journey to Paris and then Marseilles. In Marseilles they were put to work whilst they waited to depart until, one morning, “we were roused out of our beds at 4 O’ Clock” and embarked at once on the maritime courier ship Mossoul. During the voyage their French escort ship fought off a submarine attack. They had a brief layover in Malta, where Basil was able to relive some childhood memories of his family’s sojourn there during their voyage to India in 1873, and also visit the church where he mistakenly believed his parents were married20. One final stop in Piraeus (Athens), enabled Basil to fit in a visit to the Acropolis, before the Mossoul got back underway.

They eventually arrived at the port of Moudros on the Greek island of Lemnos. Lemnos was being used by the British and their allies as both a staging point and a supply base for their assault on the Gallipoli peninsular. It was around 60 miles from Moudros to the tip of the peninsular. For Basil, it was an immediate introduction into the horror and futility of the fighting that had been raging there since 25th April 1915. As he relates in his memoir:

“… my first job was putting a fireplace in a typhoid fever hut, Canadians 29th Division Hospital. The hospital was full of fever & dysentery cases, hundreds of men, it was pitiable to see their yellow and green faces.”

A few weeks into his time on Lemnos, the water ran out. The water had been, until that point, shipped in from Alexandria, but the ships carrying it were subject to submarine attacks. Despite the spirit-lifting plum pudding (a gift to the soldiers from Queen Alexandria), Christmas Day was spent with, “…no beer, no water, at 6 O’ Clock, unable to smoke through a parched throat, I went to my bunk to sleep and forget Xmas day 1915”.

Sarpi Camp on Lemnos – from http://www.throughtheselines.com.au

To solve the water problem, a condensing plant was constructed on Lemnos. Basil and fellow plumbing contractors from Harbrow’s were set to work in running pipes to Sarpi Camp – a rest camp for Australian troops. They worked side by side with Egyptian labourers who, according to Basil, “…died like flies, sometimes before our eyes” due to drinking poisonous ground water, rather than waiting for the “boiled tea” that was issued to the contractors.

As the Gallipoli campaign drifted towards a costly stalemate. Basil witnessed the flow of allied casualties arriving from the front to the field hospitals in Lemnos. With negative publicity an increasing problem back home, the decision was eventually made to evacuate the Allied troops.

The ANZAC troops left the peninsula first, completing their evacuation by late December 1915, with the British and Canadians following in early January 1916. To the backdrop of “… deep rumblings and explosions” Basil witnessed an Australian regiment arriving back on Lemnos, “…Their faces were terribly stern & set and they appeared very much annoyed”.

The ship that Basil and his colleagues were lined up to embark on was deemed unsafe during boarding, which meant that they had to endure another couple of weeks on Lemnos. Because the beds in the camp were now being occupied by evacuated soldiers, Basil had to “…sleep 10 nights on the hard floor”.

Eventually they were ordered to embark on the Olympic – the sister ship of the Titanic, which had sunk only four years previously. She had been converted for service as a troopship. They arrived back in Liverpool after a voyage of 18 days and one stop in Spezia, Italy. Basil caught a train to London, where he collected his hard-won earnings, before making his way back home to France.

RMS Olympic in wartime livery. Wikipedia Commons/Public Domain

The War in France.

The war work didn’t stop for Basil. In March 1916 he was, once again, taken on by W. G. Tarrant, and found himself where he left off at the “Horse Remount Camp” in Coquelles. After that he was engaged to work on the tented hospital camp set up by Millicent, Duchess of Sutherland, at Bourbourg, 20 kilometres inland from Dunkerque. The hospital was known as ‘the camp in the oatfield’ and was famously the subject of a series of paintings by the artist Victor Tardieu21. At this time, Basil also worked at a camp housing one of the New Zealand veterinary units and the Australian Imperial Force (AIF) camp at Fréthun, 10 kilometres from Sangatte.

In August 1916 Basil was sent to a camp at Dunkerque which he called “Camp Petranché”. According to his memoir, this camp had previously been heavily bombed, and a number of previous contractors had refused to work there. Basil recalled that for, “…10 months I slept and worked on that camp I saw a lot of bombing”.

One early morning in September 1916 the camp was hit by a torrent of shells (160 of them according to Basil). These were fired from a German torpedo boat off Dunkerque. Basil remembers:

 “… a loud whistling sizzling noise to right and left followed by explosions – The sand of our camp rattled on the tin sides & roof like hail and all the cannons of Dunkerque for a quarter of an hour were roaring, making a deafening din.”

Again, miraculously, there were only 2 fatalities – a dock worker and local resident.

Basil describes several other occasions where he found himself under German bombardment whilst working as a contractor around Calais, Dunkerque and St. Omer. Some of these incidents were very close encounters indeed – including one that killed a number of the same Egyptian labourers who were with him on Lemnos and who had since been deployed to Basil’s camp in France. Basil, however, survived. His secret to being indestructible?…

“Sometimes if I was on a roof when a bomb fell (sometimes the aeroplanes were so high up that you neither heard them or saw them & the bomb would fall before the siren went) as I always stopped on as it was more dangerous to seek shelter. When unloading trucks in the goods station I generally laid down in the 6 foot between the lines under the trucks.”

A Difficult Peace.

Upon the war ending in 1918 Basil re-opened his office in Calais. He’d received a few orders for lace patterns and so re-employed 4 of his staff. He noted that a couple of them had become amputees following the war. However, he soon found that the level of orders coming through was not sustainable and, nine months after re-opening, he laid his staff off again.

Not fazed by this, “…as it was harvest time, I engaged on a thresher. For about 8 months…”. Basil and his thresher crew went from farm-to-farm assisting with the corn harvest. It was hard work but paid well, with meals usually provided by the farms.

In May 1920 he resumed his work as a lace designer in Sangatte. Orders eventually began to pick up and this sustained Basil for about ten years, enabling him to put a bit of money aside. However, the passing of the 1930 Social Insurance Act, effective in France from 1931, meant that employers had to pay a significant contribution on behalf of their staff. Despite the clear benefits to many working people, Basil felt that this “…put the final blow to the waning [Lace] trade.” Not being able to face living “on the dole”, Basil lived off his savings for a few years.

(Above) Basil and Marine’s entry in the 1921 census for Calais, taken on 6th March 1921. The location of their home was detailed on the census as ‘Bout de Haut’, literally meaning ‘the top end’. On 1920s maps, this corresponds to the cluster of houses at the eastern end of Chemin Vert, near the junction with Route de Saint‑Omer in what is now the Beau-Marais district. Marine’s son, Marin Couvelard (4th March 1898 – 7th February 1975) was living with them at the time. This was only a couple of weeks before his marriage to Louise Helen Suzanne Berquex in Sangatte on 19th March 1921. Marin, who was wounded whilst serving in the Great War22, worked at the steelworks. Later, after also serving in Second World War, he would work as an agricultural labourer and at the cement works.

The Battle for Calais.

After nearly ten years of peace, and just as there were signs of a resurgence in the lace trade, political tensions in Europe changed everything. As he did in 1914, Basil had another premonition that there would soon be a war. Convinced that he would be in the firing line for a second time in 25 years, Basil took some of his most-treasured possessions over to England23. He left them in the possession of his daughter Frances, who had married in 1919 and was now living in Bromley, Kent.

War was declared on 3rd September 1939. During the quiet of the so-called ‘phoney war’, before any serious fighting had taken place, Jack Hartshorn – the British honorary consul of Calais – notified the local ex-patriate community of plans for their evacuation, should Germany invade France. As usual Basil was robust in his response, “…I told him that if the Germans came I would not shift an inch from my home in Sangatte”.

The German army moved into France on 10th May 1940, ending the ‘phoney war’. On the same day they launched invasions of the Netherlands, Belgium and Luxembourg. They were met in Northern France by the French army and a British Expeditionary Force, but the German advance was rapid, and the allied forces were pushed back towards the coast.

Basil recollects that, as the news filtered through, there “…commenced the exodus, for days, although our road was only a coast road, thousands passed – Belgians, Dutch, motor cars, perambulators and, covered by a special red screen, Germans in plain clothes who changed into uniform & armed in the middle of the flying population.”

There were just over 200 British nationals in Calais itself, with a further 1,400 across the Pas-de-Calais region. No evacuation was ever ordered, although HMS Venomous, sent to evacuate some military personnel from the area, took on board just over 200 British refugees on 21st May. Some of them left under their own steam on smaller boats. Others, like Basil, chose to stay behind.

British subjects lining up at the Gare Maritime in Calais waiting to be evacuated by HMS Venomous on 21 May 1940. Photograph from http://www.holywellhousepublishing.co.uk/Ratcliffe.html.

At the same time, the retreating British Expeditionary Force was being cornered around the nearby town of Dunkerque, just 50 kilometres along the coast. A combination of unimaginable heroics, masterful organisation… and a huge slice of luck, as the surrounding German Army hesitated, meant that the defeated B.E.F. and many French soldiers could be evacuated from the beaches and back to England between the 27th May and the 4th June. The day before the evacuation started the Germans entered Calais.

Wodehouse and Me: The Internee.

As the battle for Calais unfolded around him Basil was, as usual, not hiding away. In his memoir, he recollects “inspecting the sea front” winding his way in and around deserted houses and interrogating any British soldiers he came across on the road24, testing their knowledge of England to make sure that they weren’t Germans operating undercover.

With “dog fights” taking place overhead, he decided to proceed to Calais, but other villagers warned him off, believing it to be too risky, because of the German presence there. So, instead, he returned home and watched the “pandemonium” of the unfolding battle from a distance, whilst noting the increasing numbers of German soldiers and equipment passing by, including “S.S. men” who were “…coming through at full speed”. Eventually, “Germans filled the village”. Sangatte was locked down. Basil tells us that “every yard was sentried”, including the beach and surrounding countryside too. “Personally I could not move, there was a lookout besides the sentry above in a window overlooking my garden back and front always there; and if you moved out after dark you risked being shot.” Basil kept his head down for the next few weeks. Then, one day, “… the Mairé arrived with 2 German officers & 2 sentries”. Basil and Marine were instructed to travel to Coquelles, “…to be examined”. Marine, by this time, was partially bed-ridden with limited mobility25. They were promised transport, but this turned out to be a high-sided beetroot wagon, escorted by two officers on horseback and a couple of sentries. Marine was “seated behind the horses”, Basil chose to stand on the side of the wagon. He relates that:

“The whole village turned out & a great many were together in front of the local grocer’s, many crying & sobbing with grief and rage. As we passed I waved my hat and in my best pilots voice shouted, Vive la France,Vive Sangatte’! Someone in the crowd responded with, ‘Vive L’Angleterre’. The German’s had a bad press!!!”

Prior to Basil’s detention, on 14th July, the Germans, who had been stirring up anti-British sentiment in Calais through articles in local newspapers, issued a proclamation stating that all British subjects over the age of eighteen had to report to the local Town Hall or they would be assumed to be a spy and “judged accordingly”, i.e. shot.

The residents were expecting a round-up and rumours circulated that local functionaries had already been taken away to Lille.  Another British subject, businessman George Arthur Gregson26, was living in the neighbouring village of Escalles. He was taken to the Mairie and into custody on 26th July and from there to Coquelles. George kept a diary. The entry for 27th July reads as follows:

“July 27th: Horrible coffee – tasting like dirty water – in the morning. Stayed in the billet all morning, under guard of course. Germans brought us a very good stew about midday. About 2pm, we all got into a lorry and were taken to Les Attaques, where we found other English. We had been joined in the morning by Mr. and Mrs. Wesley, each 72 years old, from Sangatte and, one way or another, our party had grown to 14. At Les Attaques, we found others from Calais, principally women and children and including Mrs. Yule and Mrs. Sarginson. Germans gave us some tea in the evening. Slept pretty well though feeling doubtful about the straw”. 

Basil’s version of events also mentions the straw:

P. G. Wodehouse in 1930
(Screenland Magazine August 1930/Public Domain).

“At Coquelles, instead of being examined, we were transferred to a car with about 20 more & that night slept in a barn on the straw27, afterwards by train to Lille, where we were all herded in the yard of the Vandamme Military Barracks to be sorted out. There were more than a 100. A good many were detained some time in the barrack rooms, sleeping in straw on the floor, others, who were rich and possibly to be bled by the Germans, were sent to Germany concentration camps. P.G. Wodehouse, the writer, who was one, being sent to Berlin itself, but myself and & wife, & what I could see of it, others who, like ourselves were comparatively poor, were given billeting tickets and dispersed to Lille & other places.

Many of the men, including Wodehouse and George Arthur Gregson, were sent via Berlin to their permanent place of detention, the internment camp Illag VIIIH at Tost (Toszek), forty miles northeast of Katowitz (Katowice) in Upper Silesia, now part of Poland. Basil’s age and Marine’s infirmity appears to have counted in their favour. Basil and Marine were driven to Lille and ensconced in a house on the Rue Charles de Muyssaert (either number 23 or 25).

Basil was not impressed with the accommodation, which was “…an empty house just vacated by soldiers, dirty, all the windows broken, broken fireplace.” Luckily for him, a local couple, Monsieur and Madame Roman Stalen, came to their rescue and invited Basil and Marine to lodge with them. Basil writes in his memoir that “…their kindness I shall never forget”. The Germans were happy with this arrangement, on the condition that Basil reported to their Commandatore each week. Otherwise, he and Marine appear to have been treated well by their captors. They were given an allowance of one thousand Francs per month, plus a ration card. Local people made sure that they didn’t want for clothing or other necessities.  

In 1941, after a year in Lille, Basil petitioned the Commandatore to be allowed to move closer to Marine’s family, who lived in Mayenne, in northwestern France. This request was refused because Mayenne was “…too near the sea”. However, they were moved eight miles northeast, to the commune of Wasquehal, close to the Belgian border. Basil relates an outwardly amiable exchange with the Commandatore as the move to Wasquehal was agreed:

“Mind no politics, or we will put you in a concentration camp”.

“Politics, politics”, I cried, “I am not a politician, I am a philosopher”!

“Oh, I know, I know”, he said wagging his fingers at me as if he knew my insides.

In Wasquehal Basil recalls receiving “…great help & kindness” from the Mairé and other residents. This support was, no doubt, especially welcome in September 1944 when Marine died in the local hospital. Her death coincided with the German army’s retreat from northern France in the wake of the D-Day landings. As they retreated, they blew up a bridge over the River Leie near Armentieres, which meant Basil had to take a 30-mile detour to get to his wife’s funeral. The ceremony had finished by the time he arrived.

In his memoir, Basil describes the fighting that took place in Wasquehal as the last of the German garrison there moved out:

“In Wasquehal, the Germans, who were in a fort nearby, about 300, were clearing out when 16 of our village lads armed with pistols, old guns, had the cheek to get behind the trees & in the deep ditches on each side of the boulevard. The German officer, thinking he had a big force against him, placed his men behind the railway bridge in the “thorough” fashion so dear to the German. The boys I could hear from my window went banging away for about 2 hours which gave time for 200 lads of Roubaix to arrive. the Germans moved their men down the line, flanking the dyke, and killed 6 of our boys, but after 4 hours banging away they hoisted the white flag; and the rage of the German officer was fearful when he saw the chief of the F.F.I.28 he had surrendered to. We had a great funeral for the 6 brave lads killed, one of them was my particular favourite and a great loss to his parents.”

A Final Chapter.

In the wake of the German retreat, in October 1944, Basil was free to leave Wasquehal. He returned home to Sangatte, only to find that “…very few houses were left standing, all I found of mine was some mint pushing up between the bricks. All I saved was 3 rowing silver cups, some Derby china & a valuable clock which has been presented to my father by Captain Cecil Drummond in 1871. These had been in a neighbours secret hole, or hiding place29, when the Germans entered the region. All the people (not many left) bore the severe traces of the war, they had aged the most of them 25 years, as it was the most fought over ground during the war; it never stopped; and they told me they wondered how England was suffering as they saw all the doodle bugs go over their heads.”

Clock presented to Henry Robinson Westley
(Above) The clock presented to Basil’s father, Henry Robinson Westley in 1871 and which was hidden for safe-keeping for the duration of the war in a neighbours, ‘secret hole’.

With his home gone, Basil headed to Marine’s family in Mayenne. That commune too had also suffered badly, not only from the German occupation, but also the US bombardment prior to D-Day. He stayed in Mayenne for the remainder of the war.

Eventually, in July 1946, Basil’s long and remarkable journey took him back to England to “…find asylum” with his daughter Frances and her family. On the way there he paid a visit to Calais. As he did so, he no doubt reflected upon his arrival there as a 32-year-old in 1900 and the excitement he felt then. Now he found that his business there was “…destroyed completely”. In addition, the Noyen lace factory, for whom he had done work since 1907 was “…utterly destroyed with no hope of reconstruction” and its owner dead.

With his world in France now, literally, in ruins, Basil crossed his beloved Channel for the last time and started “…life afresh” at his daughter’s home at 121 Roundtable Road, Bromley, Kent. It was here that he penned his memoir, which he dated 26th November 1946. Basil continued to design and send lace patterns to France, but due to the restrictions on the movement of currency in place at the time he could not be paid for it.

When he was told that his first great grandchild was on the way, he asked for a length of lace to be sent for the Christening robe. Frances made the gown, incorporating the lace, which still remains in the family and is still used at christenings.

Basil’s extraordinary life… one that followed a colonial army to Ireland and India; one that created the lace that decorated the tables of the world; one that saw, close at hand, men take to the air for the first time; one that fought bravely as a civilian on the front line in two world wars; one overflowing with fortitude and self-belief… a life of ‘being there’… finally came to an end on 21st January 1955 at Norwood House, a local authority home for the elderly. He died on the day after his 87th birthday. Basil was buried in the Hither Green Cemetery, Lewisham four days later. 30

(Left) Basil in May 1953 aged 85 years. (Right) His grave in Hither Green Cemetery, Lewisham.

Acknowledgements.

This text is dedicated both to Basil and his fortitude, which can be a lesson to us all, but also to the late Derek and Eileen Hutson, who were so helpful to me during my research.

Whilst individual attibutions are shown in the notes to the text shown below, in general terms I am beholden to the Archives departmentales du Pas-de-Calais, whose excellent on line resources have enabled me to utilise French census details and also birth, marriage and death information for the Calais/Sangatte area, not to mention the divorce and military documents highlighted in the footnotes.

Details of UK Birth, Marriage and Deaths have been secured from both the General Register Office directly, or via www.ancestry.co.uk , www.findmypast.co.uk and also the Northamptonshire Archives, in the case of Basil’s birth and baptism. www.ancestry.co.uk has also been used to provide parish register details for this history. British newspaper content has been derived from either the extensive archive held online at www.findmypast.co.uk, or the Nottingham Local Studies library. The military career of Henry Robinson Westley is outlined in pension documents held at the UK National Archives ref: WO117/24.

Finally, Jean Pierre Duchossy’s family tree, available at Geneanet via en.geneanet.org, has been invaluable in providing details of the Couvelard family history. Thanks too to ‘Anonymous’ for, amazingly quickly, tracking down Basil’s grave memorial and taking a photograph of it, which is now available on the www.findagrave.com website.

Notes.

  1. Basil’s memoir was shared with me by Eileen and Derek Hutson (Basil’s Grandson), during conversations in August and September 2014. Eileen and Derek very kindly also shared the photographs of the Westley family, and of Henry Robinson Westley’s clock that appear in this history. Eileen also provided other details, not explicit in Basil’s memoir, that I have woven into the text. ↩︎
  2. Henry Robinson Westley junior – Born: Montreal, Canada, 29th August 1866. Died: Montreal, 4th August 1867, aged 11 months. Henry junior was buried the day after his death in the graveyard of Notre Dame de Montreal. ↩︎
  3. Mark Harry Westley – Born: Gibraltar, 19th August 1864. Died: Holborn, London, 20th March 1919, aged 54. ↩︎
  4. Joseph Killackey Westley – Born: (as Joseph Killackey) Ithica, Ionian Isles, Greece, 16th February 1852. Died: Nottingham, 13th March 1921, aged 64. Joseph lived for a time at the home of my Great-Great-Grandfather, John Wesley (Henry’s brother). Mary Feeley had married Joseph’s father (also called Joseph) in Athlone, Westmeath, Ireland on 7th November 1848. Joseph senior, who had served with the 51st regiment in the Crimea, died on the Maltese island of Gozo on 10th January 1857, aged 32. ↩︎
  5. There were officially 5 ‘wars’ with the Ashanti peoples of the Gold Coast (present day Ghana) between 1823 and 1901, largely caused by opposition to British colonial expansion. The most recent to Basil’s birth being in 1863-1864. ↩︎
  6. Mary Alice Westley, later Brosch – Born: Huts Brompton, Chatham 11th February 1872. Died: Mapperley, Nottingham 6th April 1954, aged 82. ↩︎
  7. Basil kept a Crown Derby pot with him even after his later move to France. The pot survived the war after Basil had buried it to keep it safe. ↩︎
  8. Burton was to become Lord Mayor of Nottingham in 1884. ↩︎
  9. Basil worked independently for several firms – Thomas Purdy, Regent Street Mills,  Mr. Richardson, Regent Street Mills, Mr. Walter Lowe, Harrington Mills – all in Long Eaton, Derbyshire. ↩︎
  10. Gentis, Catté et compagnie ↩︎
  11. Caudry – Wikipedia ↩︎
  12. Marine’s divorce was pronounced in Boulogne on 4th February 1910, and registered by the Maire at Sangatte on 16th July 1910. The divorce was granted on the ground of her husband Antoine’s excessive drunkeness, abuse and abandonment of his family. (Archives departmentales du Pas-de-Calais, ref: Vue 124 and 125/131 nbsp) ↩︎
  13. Latham was to meet an early end aged 29, not in the skies, but on a hunting trip in Chad. Officially he was gored by a Buffalo, although others suspected foul play. ↩︎
  14. Lympne is near Hythe on the South Coast of England ↩︎
  15. Les Baraques ↩︎
  16. Maurice Arnold de Forest, Count de Bendern (9 January 1879 – 6 October 1968) was an American-born British politician, soldier, aviation pioneer and early motor racing driver.  ↩︎
  17. The 2nd Battalion OLI arrived in France on 14th August. ↩︎
  18. Translated: ‘Let the music play’. ↩︎
  19. The siege of Antwerp took place between 28th September and 10th October 1914. ↩︎
  20. Basil believed that the church of “St. Giovanni” (St. John) was where his parents married in 1863, however he was mistaken. Henry and Mary’s marriage actually appears in the registers of St. Paul’s Anglican Cathedral, Valetta, dated 19th August 1863. The confusion might have arisen because Basil’s mother, Mary, was a Roman Catholic and St. John’s is Valetta’s Roman Catholic Cathedral. ↩︎
  21. abbottandholder.co.uk/the-camp-in-the-oatfield/ . The paintings are now in the ownership of the Florence Nightingale Museum, London. ↩︎
  22. Marin enlisted on 28th February 1917 and joined the 43rd Infantry Regiment. He was hospitalised with illness in the Autumn of 1917, returning to the front in February 1918. Marin was wounded during the Battle for the Aisne on 12th June 1918 and hospitalised until September 1918. Info: Military Register entry for Marin Couvelard (Class of 1918, No. 3543 ref: r_9371, vue 57/742 nbsp) held in the Archives departmentales du Pas-de-Calais. ↩︎
  23. “…my father’s medals and sword, which I did not want to fall into the hands of the Germans”. The sword is still in the family and , at the time of my conversatons with Eileen and Derek in 1914, it was with Derek’s nephew in Australia. ↩︎
  24. He even encountered some soldiers from “my town” – Nottingham. And, in a “hurried talk” with them he established that the soldiers name “…was Spencer, Bamford Street, Nottingham, another MacIntyre Carlisle”. ↩︎
  25. “… an invalide” in Basil’s words. ↩︎
  26. The diary of George Arthur Gregson has been transcribed and is available on-line at www.pratclif.com/calais/en-fr-friendship/gregson/index.htm . ↩︎
  27. Presumably at Les Attaques as per Gregson’s diary. ↩︎
  28. F.F.I = French Forces of the Interior, the formal name General de Gaulle gave to resistance fighters in the latter stages of the war. ↩︎
  29. The ‘secret hole, or hiding place’ was, according to Eileen Hutson, ‘… a large trunk, which Basil buried in the garden. ↩︎
  30. Grave picture courtesy of ‘Anonymous’ via Find a Grave – Millions of Cemetery Records.


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Well-skilled to weave: The lace-making journey of Nicol Young.

From Newmilns to Gouverneur, via Daybrook and Philadelphia – the story of the men and women who made Nottingham Lace in America.

It has the makings of a rather long-winded pub quiz question… 

What links the following places?

  • The valley of the River Irvine in Scotland
  • The city of Nottingham, England
  • The Nottinghamshire county towns of Beeston and Arnold
  • The city of Philadelphia PA
  • The American communities of:
    • Gouverneur, Kingston and Patchogue NY
    • Chester, Scranton and Wilkes-Barre PA
    • Pawtucket RI
    • Tariffville CT
    • Zion IL

It’s possible there may be other connections, of course, but my categoric answer is that this disparate list of places are linked by ‘Lace’. More specifically, all of these towns, villages and cities came to manufacture the product known to the world as Nottingham Lace. As told in this story, these communities are also connected by the hundreds of men and women who travelled thousands of miles around the world in the service of mass-producing this decorative textile.

As far as I can tell, the human stories of those migratory lace workers have largely gone unnoticed, but they were silent battalions who helped put ornate curtains at the windows, and picot-edged cloths on the tables of the Victorian and Edwardian world.

This is primarily the tale of just one of those men, a single foot soldier in the ranks of a world conquering army. I have chosen to tell it, specfically, because of a relatively obscure personal connection, one that will be explained as the narrative unfolds. However, this story also offers us the opportunity to delve into the many adventures of other individuals who shared similar journeys, and also to find out about long-lost industrial worlds that have left both a physical and a demographic mark on our own time.

Part One – A Journey begins.

On Wednesday 27th February 1907, nine days short of his thirty-fifth birthday, a Lace Maker called Nicol Young walked up the gangplank of United States Mail Steamer, the SS Noordland, at the port of Liverpool. The ship was moored at the Prince’s Landing Stage1 and she was looking her age, as smoke bellowed from her single black funnel. The funnel sat somewhat at odds with the ship’s four rigged masts that were throwbacks to the ‘old world’. First launched in 1883, the Noordland was destined to be taken out of service and scrapped the following year. Now, bearing the eagle insignia of the American Line, she was embarking upon one of her last transatlantic crossings; a two-week passage to Philadelphia, via the Irish port of Queenstown. As he felt the vibrations from the engine rattle through the steamer’s superstructure and imbibed the sights and sounds of the ship: the busy docks and the crowds of well-wishers waving them on their way, Nicol was, no doubt, experiencing both excitement and trepidation. Whether he had planned his trip meticulously, or he was leaving himself to fate, we don’t know… but it is likely that the story of his time in the United States didn’t, in the end, turn out to be one that he would have chosen to write for himself.

The SS Noordland in Red Star Line livery, before it was taken on by the American Line in 1901. (Public Domain/Wikipedia Commons)

Although he was a native of Scotland, with roots in the Irvine Valley, a region with a rich pedigree for weaving and, more recently, lace making; Nicol had actually travelled to Liverpool from Daybrook, a small suburb of the town of Arnold in Nottinghamshire, at the heart of the English Midlands.

Daybrook was the place he had called home for the last twenty-years or so. Arnold, incorporating Daybrook, also had a significant hosiery trade. Nicol’s father, George, a Lace Weaver himself, was the man who had brought the whole family to Nottinghamshire … moving south from the village of Newmilns, Ayrshire in the early 1880’s. At first, they had settled in the villages of Greasley and Kimberley, before moving on to Arnold. So, in a sense, Nicol was already a migrant, even before he had set foot on the ship.

Now, Nicol was just one man lost amongst hundreds of the Noordland’’s steerage passengers (the ship could accommodate up to five-hundred third-class travellers, alongside one-hundred-and-sixty in the second-class cabins)2. He was travelling alone, having left his wife of eight years, Mary Ann, back home in Daybrook… for now at least.

Part Two – The Golden Goose.

Like many of the steerage passengers undertaking the journey with him, Nicol was travelling for economic reasons. We don’t know exactly what he had in mind, of course, but it is likely he was just seeking modest financial betterment for him and Mary Ann. However, he was only human, so it’s possible that he could have been harbouring dreams of striking it lucky and make his fortune in, what many saw as, the land of opportunity across the Atlantic.

Nicol was a cotton lace maker, which essentially means that he operated the machinery that made the lace3. Nottingham Lace was famous world-wide and was especially renowned at that time for its lace curtains and tablecloths. Whilst it is true that, in those years, the lace industry in Nottinghamshire had not yet plunged into total decline (that would be precipitated in later years by the Great War), its position as a world leader was most definitely being challenged. Virtually all production was now mechanised, and foreign competition was starting to make a real impact on the market. By the turn of the century, one of those countries trying very hard to muscle in on Britain’s place at the head of the lacemaking pecking order, was America. 

Of course, it was not unusual for individuals and families to seek new horizons, even to emigrate, for the sake of economic stability; this had been happening for centuries. However, for non-native industries trying to establish themselves in new locations, immigration was a way to bring in the essential expertise and ready-trained labour necessary for them to hit the ground running. When it came to lace making at least, this population merry-go-round had, in the past, resulted in people moving largely between Britain and Europe… to Germany and France in particular4. Calais, for instance, had a thriving mechanised lace industry which had historically attracted migrants from Nottingham and vice versa.

In an interview in the Nottingham Post dated 28th August 2021, Dr. Josephine Tierney, from the University of Nottingham, a post-doctorate researcher on the topic, cited Nottingham families who had travelled to Patchogue, Long Island, in the United States, between the middle of the nineteenth century and the early twentieth century for this purpose. It worked the other way around too. Nottingham was, after all, the world leader in the manufacture and trading of lace, and there are records of American families emigrating to Nottingham to work in the industry there.

The Lace Mill at Patchogue, Long Island NY (Patchogue Medford Library)

As well as a growing lace trade, America had other attractions that would appeal to a young man of Nicol’s generation. The lure of American mythology had already begun to embed itself in the British psyche through literature and the media of the day. Buffalo Bill’s Wild West shows had been touring the UK since 1887 and had only recently finished a tour in 1906. The ‘Western’ movie was already established as a genre, in fact it is believe that the first movie of this type was actually made in Northern England in 18995.  It all added to the appeal of the New World for anyone thinking of trying their luck across the Atlantic Ocean

William F. “Buffalo Bill” Cody in 1911 – plus one of his Wild West Shows captured in Italy in 1890 (Public Domain)

The lure of the American mythology aside, there were a couple of very sensible reasons why Nicol had chosen to sail to Philadelphia. Firstly, for a lace maker, it appeared to be a good choice based on opportunity alone. The manufacture of textiles was the largest industry in the city, ahead of shipbuilding and the railroads. The textile industry also incorporated a growing lace making sector – one of the largest in the US.  

The Federal Government had been increasing tariffs on Nottingham Lace incrementally since the 1890s. At that time Nottingham had a virtual monopoly on provision of the machinery that produced lace curtains 6. However, the tariff changes had encouraged the birth of a home-grown lace industry, and, by 1907, there were several lace mills operating in Pennsylvania. This included two in Wilkes-Barre (the first founded in 1886), one in Scranton and three in Philadelphia itself (according to Dr. Tierney) – including the mill purchased by Joseph Bromley in 1894, located on the corner of North 4th Street and West Lehigh Avenue.

The Bromley Mill, also known as the Quaker Mill, on the corner of west Lehigh Avenue and North 4th Street, Philadelphia.
(Free Library of Philadelphia)

Bromley had obtained assistance in his venture from a Nottingham native called Sir Ernest Jardine (pictured left) 7. Jardine, who was later the MP for East Somerset, was an industrialist, whose company made and exported lace making equipment. Other Nottingham lace workers had already made the move there. Seasoned lace worker John Bowley emigrated from Nottingham to the US in 1893, taking his whole family with him 8. Bowley worked initially at the mill in Patchogue, Long Island, before relocating to the town of Chester, adjacent to Philadelphia. Here he was instrumental in starting up the Chester Lace Mill. So, it seems that there were both opportunities for employment in the lace or hosiery industry and long-standing Nottinghamshire connections in ‘Philly’ which Nicol might have been able to leverage if he needed to.

This Nottingham ‘connection’ also, most obviously, came in the form of the type of lace that many of these mills produced: Nottingham Lace. It was a brand that was known worldwide.

I think it’s time for a second pub quiz question then… “What was – or is –Nottingham Lace?”

The term Nottingham Lace entered the popular vocabulary towards the end of the eighteenth century, as entrepreneurs in and around Nottingham and Nottinghamshire sought ways to mechanise the production of ‘needle’ or ‘bobbin’ lace, which was largely a cottage industry during that period/ Lace-like fabrics had been around for thousands of years and it was probably introduced to Britain by Flemish immigrants. Nottingham, at the time, had a thriving hosiery industry making stockings using wooden frames. It was so successful that the number of workers engaged in producing stockings (sometimes whole families were involved) was exceeding the demand for stockings. Finding another way of utilising the frames, with modifications, to make lace, made sense to both alleviate the plight of the ‘stockingers’ and provide a ready-made skilled workforce. Following the invention of a frame adaption by John Rogers of Mansfield in 1786, the development of what were known as ‘point net’ machines took off, with new inventions appearing regularly well into the next century, which allowed for the production of finer, more intricate, patterns than those able to be produced by hand. This superior machine-made product was soon termed Nottingham Lace.9

It was originally called Nottingham Lace, therefore, because it was manufactured in Nottingham. So, could the term legitimately apply to lace manufactured in America, or anywhere else outside of Nottingham? Well, it would seem so… the term Nottingham Lace became synonymous with the type of product produced in Nottingham, rather than the geographical location where it was made. The Merriam-Webster Dictionary defines Nottingham Lace as “any of the various flat laces and nets machine-made originally at Nottingham, England and used for curtains, dresses, tablecloths”. Other definitions refer to the intricate designs and patterns including floral motifs and open spaces, which create a “light and airy effect”, or with scalloped or zig-zagged (picot) edges. Whatever it may have been in practice, identifying your product as Nottingham Lace in the early twentieth century gave it a certain cachet that was likely to make it even more desirable. Throughout the nineteenth century though, Nottingham remained at the centre of the mechanised lace-making universe.

Left: Lace Design by a forbear of mine, Basil Robinson Westley, who worked in the lace trade in Nottingham, and himself emigrated to Calais around 1900. Right: Nottingham Lace Lambrequin Window Drape, 1912 (vintageephemera.blogspot.com).

Part Three – The Smiths, the Youngs and the Irvine Valley.

Whatever the employment opportunities that may have been waiting for him in Philadelphia as a skilled lace worker, Nicol also had another advantage over some of his fellow passengers: he had family already living in the city. Having someone close at hand who could help him get his bearings, and maybe even help with finding work must have been a great reassurance for him. The ship’s passenger list tells us that Nicol was travelling to join his cousin, Hugh Smith, who at that time was residing at 2133 West Somerset Street in the city. The house was a thirty-minute walk from the aforementioned Bromley mill. Before the year was out, Hugh had moved to 2917 North Marshall Street, which was even closer to the mill, only a ten-minute walk away.

Hugh Smith was related to Nicol through his mother, Sarah Young. He and Nicol’s father, George, were half-brothers. Hugh was also an émigré Lace Weaver. He had travelled to the US in 1906 from the village of Newmilns, Ayrshire, where he had been born in 1855. As previously referenced – Newmilns had also been the village where Nicol and his family were resident prior to their move to England in the 1880s. Hugh’s son, also called Nicol, was residing with him in Philadelphia at that time too, he’d been there since 1902, together with his wife Janet, and two young children –  a son, also called Hugh – and a new baby daughter, Mary (confusingly there are lots of people called Nicol, Hugh, Mary and Janet in this story – see chart below).

Chart showing relationships between Nicol Young and the Smith family.

It’s probably worth spending some time at this point to discuss the history and geography of the Irvine Valley area, because it will feature again in this story. The aforementioned village of Newmilns is located on the north bank of the River Irvine, in the parish of Loudoun. It is around seven miles from Kilmarnock, which is the largest town in the area. Newmilns is sandwiched between the settlements of Galston (where Nicol was born in 1872) and Darvel.

Segment of ordnance survey map dating from 1855-1857 and revised and re-published in 1897, showing Irvine Valley towns east of Kilmarnock – Galston, Newmilns and Darvel, plus Loudon parish. National Library of Scotland CC-BY (NLS)

I have already referred to the region’s weaving pedigree, which applied right across the villages and towns of the Irvine Valley. Historically, this had been built up by the area’s French Huguenot population. They had settled in Ayrshire after fleeing persecution in France at the end of the sixteenth century and had established weaving as the prominent trade in the valley. The industry boomed once Britain started to import cotton from the USA. As a result the population of the area, and urban expansion, grew in parallel with the prosperity of the towns.

However, this was a population in flux. For many years the Campbell family, who ran the Loudoun estate, had been taking advantage of demographic changes to grow the size of their farms in the area. Whilst this enabled them to employ more modern and profitable methods of farming, it also needed fewer tenants and less labour to work the land. This encouraged some families – from communities who had lived in the area for many decades – to look to Glasgow or even America for new opportunities. Pennsylvania was one of the top destinations for migrants to the new world from the Irvine Valley – meaning that there was already an immigrant cohort in Philadelphia, and nearby population centres, by the time that Nicol set sail. 10

1:2 model of a Jacquard Loom made in 1867 showing punch cards – Science Museum CC BY-NC-SA 4.0 Licence

To compound this trend, the introduction of the Jacquard power loom to the area in 1877 accelerated the automation of the weaving industry, resulting in increasing unemployment amongst weavers and a further decline in the population of the towns of the Irvine Valley. The Jacquard machine was considered by some to be one of the first examples of computer programming, using as it did punched cards to dictate which warps were raised at any given time. 11

To counterbalance this, Lace manufacture had been introduced to Newmilns from 1876, and it was to successfully establish itself during the next decade as more and more production was moved to the valley from the Nottingham area (some sources allege that this was an attempt by the lace companies to neuter the impact of Trade Union power12). Whilst this was good news for many Scottish hosiery workers, others, like Nicol’s father George had already decided that better opportunities lay elsewhere. For George, this meant taking his family not to Glasgow, nor abroad, but south to Nottinghamshire in the English Midlands: the home of the lace industry.

George and his family ended up in Arnold suburb of Daybrook. White’s Directory of Nottinghamshire records two lace manufacturers in Arnold as far back as 185313. Historically framework-knitters had formed a significant percentage of Arnold’s working population (including some of my own ancestors), so there was a ready workforce for this type of endeavour. As Daybrook expanded with the help of the Robinson family and the coming of the railway, in the latter part of the nineteenth century, this former tiny hamlet hosted the development of hosiery factories of its own14.

It is perhaps also worth noting that, at that time, the move of lace workers from Scotland to Arnold appears not to have been a commonplace occurrence, certainly not for weavers and lace makers, despite the town’s hosiery factories. Excluding the Youngs, the 1901 census records only eleven households with at least one member born in Scotland. Only one of these individuals had any connection to the hosiery trade (a ‘blouse maker’). The Youngs were the only lace makers amongst the Scottish émigrés listed in Arnold. By the time that Nicol felt that it was time to consider his own future, some 20 years after the family’s original move away from Scotland, it was America that beckoned.

Daybrook, a suburb of the Nottinghamshire town of Arnold, from the air – dated 1923.

Part Four – Philadelphia.

The Noordland”s crossing of the Atlantic was beset by strong winds and gales, at least for the first part of it’s journey, although the weather improved in the early part of March15. Whether he found his sea legs or not, Nicol arrived safely in the port of Philadelphia on 14th March 1907.

As he stepped into the streets of this vast industrial metropolis for the first time, after negotiating Customs at the Immigration Station (Pier Fifty-Three) on Washington Avenue, what he encountered would have probably been mind boggling in comparison to what he had known back in Britain, just in scale alone… let alone getting to grips with new-fangled ideas like hot-dog sellers on the streets and the extensive mix of nationalities in the city.

Pier 53 – Philadelphia Immigration Station on Washington Avenue (Photo Credit: Delaware River Waterfront Corporation)

Philadelphia was an immigrant city. Most of these migrants came from Ireland and Germany but, as we have seen, there was also a long-standing Scottish community. Philly’s population had rocketed from nearly eight-hundred-and-fifty thousand in 1880 to over a million by 1900 and twenty-thousand immigrants were still arriving each year 16. The confusion, noise and diversity within the Immigration Station after each vessel arrived can only be imagined. The station could accommodate a maximum capacity of fifteen-hundred people, and it’s eight inspectors could process three-hundred English speaking passengers per hour, but only one-hundred-and-fifty non-English speakers. Frederic M. Miller, in an essay called Philadelphia: Immigrant City, described the scene:

“The station naturally became one of the most colorful places in Philadelphia.  Inside, for example, was a part of the examination room called the ‘Altar.’  Since under some conditions single women were prevented from landing, many hurried unions were celebrated on the spot.  Outside, there was usually a crowd of entrepreneurs eager to charge the newcomers exorbitant rates for a variety of needed and unneeded services.”

Often these immigrants arrived with a job already secured, some of those worked to pay off their fare for the crossing. We don’t know if the case with Nicol, but the fact that Hugh and Nicol Smith were already in situ must have given him, at least, some hope that finding work wouldn’t be a problem. Other arrivals were taken in hand by their own communities. A Russian immigrant called Saul Kaplan arrived in Philadelphia aged 13 in 1890 and left a memoir describing his experiences 17. He found employment in a factory and was paid two dollars a week – and was also charged two dollars for his board! If there was a ‘Golden Goose’ in Philly, it would have to be worked hard for.

A blog in the US National Archives by Griffin Godoy describes the story of an Irish Immigrant to Philadelphia, a girl called Bridget Donaghy, who arrived in Philadelphia aged 16 in 1909, together with her 9-year- old sister18. They had been sent to the US by their family in Ireland, essentially to be raised there, in the hope that they could escape the ingrained poverty back home. The girls were taken under the wing of a distant relative. Godoy goes on to describe how different nationalities in the city looked after their own:

“Philadelphia became home to immigrants from all over Europe. Thousands of Germans, Italians, and Irish decided to make the “City of Brotherly Love” their community. They all dispersed and created their own city blocs. Most Italians flooded to South Philadelphia, whilst the Germans and Irish occupied neighborhoods in Kensington and Fishtown. Churches, markets, and housing were quickly built as immigrants acclimated to their new American life. As time progressed, urban “white flight” caused another dispersion in Philadelphia and many formerly Irish neighborhoods were transformed as the Irish population flooded to the south of Philadelphia in Delaware County.”

Segment of Philadelphia Street map showing part of Ward 33 – including the Bromley mill at the corner of Lehigh Avenue and North Fourth Street (the number 33 is stamped over the factory), and North Marshall Street (top left) with part of Somerset Street also shown (middle right). https://www.philageohistory.org/

It is tempting to believe that new arrivals with links to the Irvine Valley were also part of a close and supportive community, and there is some evidence to suggest that this may have been the case. On the 1900 census for Philadelphia, there were one-hundred-and-two men and women who stated that they were born in Scotland and were lace workers. Virtually all of them lived in either Ward Thirty-Three or Ward Nineteen of the city – right in the area that 2133 West Somerset Street ,2917 North Marshall Street and the Bromley mill were situated, in suburbs known as Fairhill, North Philadelphia, West Kensington and Allegheny (see above map segment).

A diptych showing Panoramas across Philadelphia’s Mill District. The date of this public domain photograph is unknown, but at first glance this could be any large industrial city in the UK. The image is taken from the tower of the Bromley mill. “From the tower of the Bromley Mill at Fourth & Lehigh Avenue there are more textile mills within the range of vision than can be found in any other city in the world…” (Quote reproduced from https://www.workshopoftheworld.com/kensington/kensington.html).

In the first few months following Nicol’s arrival, we can surmise that things went well, because Mary Ann followed him out from Arnold, arriving in Philadelphia on 30th June 1907 on the SS Friesland, an American Line sister ship of the Noordland. The Irvine Valley immigrant community was bolstered further on 14th October by the arrival – via Boston – of another of Hugh’s sons, Thomas Love Smith, and his wife Maggie. Prior to embarking from Glasgow on the SS Laurentian, they had been staying with Maggie’s family at the Angel Inn, Newmilns; their return to the US may be a further indication that there were jobs available for the newcomers. 19

Before too long, Thomas and Maggie, together with Nicol and Janet and their families, would go on to share another leg of their adventure with the Youngs but before then, a year after Thomas and Maggie’s arrival, events in Philadelphia took a sad turn. On 15th November 1908 Hugh Smith Senior died of Pneumonia, aged fifty-three years.  Phthisis (Pulmonary Tuberculosis) was stated on the death certificate as a likely contributory factor, so he probably had been ill for some time. He was buried at Greenmount Cemetery two days later.

The sadness of Hugh’s death was compounded by the fact that Maggie was pregnant with his grandchild. She gave birth to a son on 4th February 1909, who was also named, perhaps unsurprisingly, Hugh.

Things got worse the following month. On 24th March 1909 Nicol Young’s younger brother, George, died, back home in Daybrook, also as result of Pulmonary Tuberculosis. He was twenty-six years old. We don’t know, of course, how long it took for this news to reach Nicol. This was a time before the telephone was in common use, so urgent messages were sent via Telegraph. Whilst sending the message – even across the Atlantic – could be relatively instantaneous, there was still the human factor of getting to a telegraph station at one end and receiving delivery of the printed message, by hand, at the other. Things like time of day would also be a factor in this process. However, the news, when it came, would have been devastating. The fact that Nicol was so far away from home no doubt intensified his grief and, I’m speculating here, but I imagine that it may also have provoked some feelings of guilt too.

Thomas and Maggie’s new baby was baptised at the Gaston Presbyterian Church on 21st May 1909, a short walk from the house at 2917 North Marshall Street. By the time of the baptism, Mary Ann and Nicol Young were expecting a child too. What a rollercoaster of emotions they must have gone through in those weeks.

North Marshall Street, Philadelphia circa 1925 –
Elaine Ellison Collection, Historical Society of Pennsylvania (PhilaPlace)

There is nothing that focuses the mind like a new baby, or the imminent arrival of one. Finances immediately fall under the microscope and other things come into consideration too – like living in a hugely populous city, where disease was an ever-present threat (Hugh Smith Senior’s Tuberculosis diagnosis being a case in point – TB was the leading cause of death in Philadelphia at that time20) and where employment was never guaranteed. In addition, industrial unrest was always simmering under the surface in the so called ‘city of brotherly love’.  In the same month as baby Hugh’s baptism, violence scarred Philly’s streets, as the tram company brought in strike breakers over a dispute with the Motormen and Conductors Union. Trams, tracks and cabling were destroyed amidst claims of police brutality and many arrests21. Could these factors have played a part in Nicol and Mary Ann, together with their Smith cousins, taking the decision to move on again, and leave the the tainted air of the city behind? Or was the promise of increased financial rewards elsewhere that drove them… or maybe both factors together served to clinch the deal?

They weren’t alone in moving on. Of the one-hundred-and-two Scottish lace workers who had lived in Wards Nineteen and Thirty-three of the city in 1900, only twenty-four remained by the time of the 1910 census. An indication, perhaps, that the ‘golden goose’ now lay elsewhere. Things didn’t improve in Philadelphia and the industrial unrest that had been building up during 1909 was eventually to culminate in the fractious General Strike of 1910.

The three families chose to head up to the northern limits of New York State, to a place called Gouverneur, some three-hundred-and-forty miles away from Philadelphia, as the crow flies. It was a leap of faith, but then again, everything they had done up until this point had been one too.

Part Five – Gouverneur: “The Nottingham of America”.

The village of Gouverneur sits in north-west New York State, in the shadow of the picture-postcard pretty greenery of the Adirondack Mountains. It is located only thirty kilometres from the border with Ontario, Canada which dissects the St. Lawrence River. The river also gives its name to the administrative county that the village sits within. Then, as now, Gouverneur is served by the railway and, therefore, it is likely that the Smith and Young families travelled north by train. Today, if you travelled from Philadelphia to Gouverneur. it would be a minimum nine-hour trip, via New York City. In 1909 it would likely have taken longer, and you may have needed at least one stopover… in Syracuse perhaps?

The origins of Gouverneur can be traced back to 1787 when the New York State legislature sold parcels of land along the banks of the St. Lawrence River. Then it was no more than lines drawn on a map and given the name of ‘Cambray’. It wasn’t seriously settled until 1805. Gouverneur Morris, a United States Founding Father and former minister to France, subsequently purchased a significant volume of land in the area and the village was eventually renamed, not perhaps after Morris’s given name, but more likely after his Dutch-born mother’s maiden surname, which was also Gouverneur.

Panoramic view of Gouverneur, New York, in 1885. Eighteen years before the Lace Mill (Public Domain)

Up until the early part of the twentieth century, the village and wider town were mostly supported by industries that made use of the waters of the Oswegatchie River, which cuts through the village, to power lumber and talc mills. Mining of iron and pyrites, and quarrying, particularly of marble, also became more prominent as the 19th Century wore on. However, the reason that Nicol Young and his cousins headed here in 1909, was because of a new venture that had been unveiled some seven years beforehand.

The International Lace Company was constituted in Albany, New York in August 1902, partly in response to the favourable tariff position in the USA. The company’s major backers were Lesser Brothers of New York, who had previously specialised in importing Nottingham Lace. Now they were aiming to manufacture it on American soil. On the back of a prospectus issued by the new company, Gouverneur put itself forward as the perfect place to locate a factory. By October 1903 the factory had been built and production had commenced. The Ogdensburg Journal – which refers to Gouverneur as “The Nottingham of America” – described the scene in its issue dated 18th December 1903:

“The extent of the buildings would surprise many who have … not visited Gouverneur’s new industry. Occupying a commanding position on the west side of the Oswegatchie, they are a conspicuous feature of the place. Not until the visitor has gone over them, however, does he fully realise their extent. There are ten miles of water pipes in the building for heating and other purposes…

The offices in the front of the building are handsomely equipped. Here, as in other large factories, employees and visitors gain access to the mill. The long weaving shed… is a most interesting room. It is well lighted from sides to the top and here are spaces for thirty lace curtain looms. Six are in place, two more are on their way and seven more are to be imported within three months, making a total of fifteen which will be running in a short time.

A lace curtain loom is a lofty and complicated affair. High up among the skylights the patterns which are designed and made in a neighbouring department are inserted in the loom. The patterns control thousands of linen cords extending downward to the loom and multiply or drop threads as the weaving proceeds forming the pattern, the warp and woof being prepared and wound on spools, shuttles and cylinders in another department. Standing before the loom a person can see the flowers, figures and background of the curtains grow rapidly before his eyes.”

Gouverneur Lace Mill (Courtesy Gouverneur Museum)

The article claims that the Gouverneur lace mill was, at that time, the largest in the world. It goes on the say that, once the additional looms were installed, the mill expected to produce three to four-thousand pairs of “Nottingham Lace Curtains” per day, produce one million dollars’ worth of product per year and employ about three to four-hundred people. That workforce, it says, … will be drawn from the resident population. Some of the operatives, Swiss and English, who have learned the trade abroad, get big pay. Gouverneur people will be given the opportunity to learn, and the prosperity of many natives will date from the establishment of the lace mill.”

An original lace tablecloth, made at the Gouverneur mill in the first years of the twentieth century. (Courtesy Gouverneur Museum)

The optimistic outlook encapsulated in the article didn’t entirely come to fruition. By 1905 only ten looms were in situ and the number of employees was at the lower end of the numbers predicted. In 1907 the company filed for bankruptcy, blaming the high price of cotton, and the mill closed for business.22

Part Six – A new begining.

The mill was rescued from oblivion in 1908. A group of “Philadelphia capitalists” 23 purchased the plant at a public auction and put together a bold plan to treble production and increase the number of people employed at the factory. It is not totally clear from reports, but it was well-known that the Bromley company of Philadelphia had designs on the plant, and it is at least possible that they were involved in the consortium to resurrect it 24. If so, then it might also have been the case that the call was put out to its workers in Philadelphia to help them pull together the expertise they needed to enact the plan. This was perfect timing for Nicol, Thomas and Nicol and their families.

Early Twentieth century view of Main Street, Gouverneur. (No known restrictions).

We can’t be sure precisely which month they made the journey in, but there are clues that indicate that they probably travelled sometime between the Summer and Fall of 1909, this assumes that that the brothers and their cousin made the journey north either together, or within the same approximate time period. As a starting point – none of the three men were listed as employees of the lace factory in the Gouverneur village directory for 1907-1908.  We also know that Thomas and Maggie were in Philadelphia at the time of their son’s baptism on 21st May 1909 and that the latest possible date that Nicol Young was resident in Gouverneur is likely to have been from around mid-November 1909 25. Furthermore Nicol Smith’s wife, Janet, took their children back to Scotland to visit her mother in April 1907, returning to the US, via Canada, on 9th November 1909. Janet stated on the immigration papers that that she was heading to Gouverneur, so her husband must have been resident in the village at that point.  Whenever they arrived, it seems clear that they were seeking to take advantage of the wave of optimism brought about by the re-opening of the mill.

It probably wouldn’t have been a surprise for them to find that there was already a small community of Irvine Valley immigrants in Gouverneur. There were brothers James and Boswell Ross from Darvel, William and Mary Dykes from Newmilns and Kilmarnock respectively, plus the Dykes’ relation James Cox, who had also been resident in Darvel before sailing to the US in 1905. William Scott, another native of Newmilns, had been in America since 1899 and, like many of his colleagues, he had been based in Philadelphia prior to moving north. It’s entirely possible that the Youngs and the Smiths may have known some, or all, of these people prior to arriving in St. Lawrence County.

Women mending lace at the Gouverneur factory circa 1918 (Gouverneur Museum)

There were also a significant number of English lace workers in Gouverneur at that time, easily outnumbering the Scots. All the English lace workers were either from, or had connections to, Nottingham and Nottinghamshire. It is said that there were so many English people living in Gouverneur at the time that cricket leagues were formed in the area 26.  I have told the individual stories of Gouverneur’s English cohort of 1910 in more detail, in Part Ten of this history.

It is into this community that a daughter – Mary Janet Young – was born to Nicol and Mary Ann on 28th January 1910. It’s probable that she was born at 100 Hailesboro Street, which was the house the family were living in at the time of the 1910 census (taken on 15th April). In fact most of this community of lace workers lived on Hailesboro Street or Prospect Street, which were the two closest streets to the mill (the main entrance to the mill was via Prospect Street).

Hailesboro Street in November 2023. The right-hand image shows the railway crossing (the railway runs parallel to the factory site which is just off to the left). This is also close to the house where the Young family lived in 1910 and Mary Janet was born.

Mary Janet Young – known simply as ‘Janet’ in later life – is my personal connection to this story and the person who piqued my curiosity enough for me to want to research it and write it down. You can find out why that was in my piece on my childhood in Daybrook, Nottinghamshire.

For many of the Scottish and English lace workers in Gouverneur during this period there was enough work for them to be confident enough to plant roots in America. Nicol Smith was one such individual. By 1910 he had already submitted papers seeking naturalisation. Indeed, most of this group ended up staying in America.  Life wasn’t rosy for everyone, however.

Mill workers standing in front of a loom inside the Gouverneur mill – Circa 1910. (Gouverneur Museum)

A column on the 1910 census return records the numbers of “Weeks Without Work”. Where an individual had recorded a period of unemployment, with a few exceptions, it was generally in single figures. Nicol Smith, for example, records that he had been out of work for six weeks. For his brother Thomas, and for Nicol Young, that figure was significantly larger – twenty-four weeks in each case. Both men had young families to provide for, and the lack of income over such a period was clearly unsustainable. It’s clear that they must have relied on some form of community support in such circumstances just to get by.

It is easy to imagine how soul destroying that must have been. Nicol Young, with a baby to feed, must have known that his American dream had come to an end after less than three years. As a result, he and Mary Ann took the decision to return to England, leaving their cousins behind. Perhaps, the loss of his younger brother the year before had also focussed Nicol’s mind.  They managed to scrape together the fare for the journey home 27 and, a few weeks after Mary Janet’s first birthday, they embarked from New York City on Cunard’s RMS Mauretania. The Mauretania, alongside her sister ship Lusitania, were the current stars of transatlantic travel, able to make the crossing in five to seven days – the ship was a world away from the Noordland that Nicol had arrived on in 1907. There were strong winds and gales in the North Atlantic during this period and, to start with, it was very cold, although becoming milder as they approached their destination. They docked at Liverpool on 28th February 1911. 28

The Mauretania in 1907.(Public Domain)

Part Seven – The journey ends.

The Youngs had the (presumably) rare distinction of being recorded on both the 1910 American Census and the 1911 UK census. The latter was taken on 2nd April 1911. At that time they were resident at the home of Nicol’s parents, including a couple of his siblings (Sarah and Hugh), on St. Albans Road in Daybrook. It probably helped, space wise, that Nicol’s youngest brother, Matthew, had taken the opposite journey across the Atlantic, emigrating to Canada at about the same time.

Almost exactly three years later, on 17th April 1914, Nicol and Mary Ann added to their family with the birth of a son, who – not unsurprisingly for followers of this story – they named Hugh. At this time they were living at 37 Harcourt Road in the Forest Fields district of Nottingham. The house is only five or so minutes’ walk from the Birkin and Company Ltd. lace factory on Beech Avenue, so it is highly likely that Nicol worked there at this point. The company retained the factory until 2003. A description of the factory in its heyday, in many ways echoing the desccription of the Gouverneur mill in the Ogdensburg Journal, is available in an article from the Nottingham & Notts Illustrated magazine entitled “Up-to-Date” Commercial Sketches: Industries and Manufactures Illustrated and Reviewed dated 1898) 29:

“Entering from the “Forest” near the handsome Higher Grade School Board buildings, we are faced by a timekeeper’s office and some stabling to the left, beyond which is an old-fashioned, two-storied, ivy-clad house, once the residence of Mr. Richard Birkin, and now occupied by some of the firm’s employees. We believe Mr. R. Birkin still resided here at the period of his first mayoralty. Beyond the house is a second entrance to the works from Palm Street. Quitting the main entrance, we first arrive at the old factory, a substantial three-storey building, of which the ground floor is occupied as workshops for the punching or pattern-card making department of the “Levers” or fancy lace branch of the business, next to which are the winding and threading rooms, each fitted with the requisite up-to-date machinery. From here we pass to a large and well-lighted room, in which a number of boys and girls, known as threaders and bobbin pressers, are busily engaged; while in an adjacent apartment a staff of male hands is occupied in somewhat kindred labour. Crossing the yard, on the way to No. 1 factory, we approach a tall chimney stack with a turret clock displayed in its side and surrounded to about one-half its height by a winding stone staircase, with windows at frequent intervals…

Passing through to the open space in front of the engine-house, we come to the large modern four-storey building known as the New Factory, formerly occupied by the lace curtain machines, and which since their removal to Scotland has been utilised by Messrs. Birkin for the more modern part of their plant of fancy lace machinery. All the machines in this factory are of the latest type and construction, and on them are manufactured the very finest classes of goods capable of being produced by machinery. On the two floors there are twenty of such machines, each one of which, with its warp, represents a value of twelve hundred pounds. In ascending to the upper floor we note the substantial character of the walls and stone staircases and admire the lavatories and general sanitary arrangements provided on each floor for the comfort and convenience of the employees.”

The empty shell of the Guy Birkin lace factory in 2024.

By 1921 the Young family was back in Daybrook and living at number 28 Morris Street, towards the top of a street that tumbled down a hill to the Mansfield Road. Nicol was working at W.H. Hurcombe and Company at this time. The company were located in a building known as ‘Jacoby’s Factory’, on Sherbrook Road. The company specialised in the manufacture of lace curtains. Nicol’s father, George, who was now retired, had also worked at Hurcombe’s, as did his sister, Sarah, who was employed there as a ‘Lace mender’.

Another view of Daybrook from 1923 showing ‘Jacoby’s Factory’ – where W.H. Hurcombe were based at this time, and where Nicol Young worked – at the very top left of the frame.

Nicol and Mary Ann lived at 28 Morris Street for the remainder of their lives. Their daughter, Mary Janet – who was known simply as ‘Janet’ – continued to live in the house until the local authority decided that the street should be demolished as part of an urban renewal scheme in the early 1970s. As a child I lived a couple of doors along from Janet, and I clearly remember her distinctive presence. Her relationship with the local children was, to put it mildly, often fractious. I hope that this piece goes some way to putting her and her family in context and that it offers a corrective to the image of her that we had as children back in those days.

Nicol died in the house on 14th March 1953 at the age of eighty-one years. Mary Ann followed him almost exactly seven years later, on 24th March 1960, aged eighty-five. Mary Janet, who was born over three-thousand miles away in Gouverneur, New York, died on 19 April 1973, aged just sixty-three years. At the time she was resident at Hillcrest Hospital in East Retford, a home for the elderly and a former workhouse. It was situated thirty miles away from her last family home on Morris Street. All three of them are buried together in Redhill Cemetery, a short walk from where Morris Street once stood. There is a small memorial vase on the grave which commemorates Nicol and Mary Ann, but it makes no mention that Mary Janet is also buried there.

Grave of Nicol, Mary Ann and Mary Janet Young at Redhill Cemetery near Nottingham

Part Eight – The decline of the lace industry.

The consensus amongst historians is that the 1914-18 war signalled the demise of the modern lace industry – certainly in the UK. The war disrupted production, with coal suppliers diverted to other industries better serving the war effort, meaning that lace factories couldn’t count on the power they needed to maintain production. On top of this, long-standing export markets, in countries such as Germany, were taken away at a stroke and the import of raw materials, such as cotton, were disrupted. The workforce was disrupted too, as key personnel went off to fight overseas.

This decline continued after the war, compounded by the imposition of international tariffs and changes in fashion. In the UK there was a short-lived boom when import duties were imposed on imported lace 30, but lace factories across the UK still closed their doors. Then there was a second war, bringing with it all of the disruption of the first. After the war, companies merged, diversified or just went out of business as the industry adjusted to the modern era.

In 1925 a representative of Messrs. Hayward, Limited, Court lacemakers, of New Bond Street, who had decided to shut down their business, summed up the impact of changes in fashion in an interview in the Manchester Guardian: “Women nowadays … want frocks that they can slip on over their heads, and instead of lace-trimmed lingerie they are wearing Milanese silk. The day of the great demand for lace passed with the full skirts, which could be trimmed with deep flounces of lace. I see no prospect of wide skirts coming back.” 31

In its prime the lace industry employed 25,000 people in Nottingham and was responsible for five-million pounds worth of exports.  By the1970s the industry in the city employed no more than 5,000 people. 32

The pressures of changes in fashion – which applied to the use of fancy lace curtains and tablecloths as well as clothing – took its toll in the USA too. Amidst a general depression in the US textile industry, the doors closed on the Gouverneur Lace Factory again in September 1928. The mill, however, true to form, bounced back again. In January 1936 the production of lace resumed under the auspices of the Bromley Lace Company. A couple of years later, a hosiery division opened in the factory, making silk hose, and many of the old lace factory hands were re-employed. However, war, again, intervened. The hosiery division closed in 1940 due to difficulties getting hold of silk fibre from Japan. The lace division did continue, making camouflage netting for the armed forces, but as the war was coming to an end, the inevitable happened, and the lace factory closed for good on 16th March 1944. Despite this, the building still stands and, most recently, has been used as a warehouse for a paper manufacturing company. 33

The Gouverneur Lace Factory building in November 2023.

In a magazine interview in November 1992, Shirley K. Tramontana, curator of a museum exhibition about Nottingham Lace manufacture in the US, stated that, at that time, the mill in Scranton, Pennsylvania was the only one still involved in its manufacture.34 The Scranton Mill, for a time the world leader in Nottingham Lace production, eventually closed for good in 2002.35

Lace is still made around the world, and it is still considered to be a luxury item. Production has adapted to cope with reduced demand and has taken advantage of new digital technologies 36 . Vast industrial complexes, fitted with intricate machinery and employing hundreds of people, are no longer required. As a consequence some of those old mills, like Jacoby’s factory in Daybrook, and the Seekonk mill in Pawtucket have been demolished or lie abandoned. However, others, like the Gouverneur factory, the Tariffville mill and the Zion Lace Industries facility have found alternative commercial uses. Several others, such as the Kingston, Scranton and Bromley/Quaker mills continue to serve their communities in other guises, re-purposed as residential or public spaces.

Top Left: Inside the abandoned Scranton Mill in 2004 © Matthew Christopher Photography LLC 2004-Present All rights reserved (Abandoned America). Top Right: The Zion Industries Mill, now a business park – © All rights reserved by Cragin Spring .
Bottom Left: The Seekonk Mill. Pawtucket, prior to demolition – courtesy Pawtucket Library Photostream. Bottom Right: The Kingston Lace Mill, which is now a housing complex for artists – Photo Courtesy RUPCO Inc.

Part Nine – The Irvine Valley Scots – class of Gouverneur 1910.

So, we have followed Nicol Young to the very end of his journey, but what became of the other Irvine Valley immigrants who, like Nicol, were plying their trade in the Gouverneur Lace Mill at the time of the 1910 census? And what happened to his cousins – Nicol and Thomas Love Smith – and their families, who he left behind there?

The lives of the brothers Nicol Smith and Thomas Love Smith, took very different paths. Both initially stayed behind in Gouverneur, and both added to their families there. John McKelvie Smith was born to Nicol and Janet on 10th November 1910, and Richard Smith was born to Thomas and Maggie on 7th May 1912. However, Thomas and Maggie took the decision to return to Scotland shortly after their second son’s birth. They departed from Portland, Maine and arrived back in Liverpool on the SS Scandinavian in December 1912. It wasn’t a happy homecoming.

Less than a year later, back in Newmilns, on 15th October 1913, their eldest son Hugh died of Meningitis aged just four years old. Thomas’ occupation was detailed as ‘Insurance Agent’ on the death certificate, perhaps indicating that he was struggling to find work in the lace trade. In early 1915 Thomas was committed to the Ayr District Asylum suffering from ‘Acute Mania’ (the manic phase of Bi-Polar disorder). He died on 21st March 1915 from exhaustion and broncho pneumonia, aged thirty-six years. Maggie lived on until her early sixties, dying on 10th September 1942. Their remaining son, Richard, died aged fifty-nine years on 12th January 1971. The whole family is commemorated on a memorial in Newmilns Cemetery. See right – Photo by Alice Stevenson (Dreameralilu) via Findagrave.com.

Nicol and Janet Smith, plus their three children became naturalised United States citizens on18th September 1912. At the time Nicol gave his address as Zion City, Illinois indicating that he was then employed by Zion Lace Industries, whose factory in the city was established in 1900. By 1920 the family had moved on again and were living in Pawtucket City, Providence County, Rhode Island, which possessed a lace mill run by the Seekonk Lace Company. By 1930 they had returned to live in Philadelphia, at 3031 North 4th Street (in Ward 33, close to where they had lived previously in the city). Nicol and Janet would see out there lives here. By then, it would seem that Nicol was struggling to find work in the lace industry and both he and son Hugh were running a Newspaper route (roughly the equivalent of a paper round in the UK). Son John, however, was a ‘helper’ in a Hosiery Mill and daughter Mary was a typist in an office. In 1936 Nicol and Janet made a final trip to back to Scotland. By 1940 Nicol was again recording his occupation as ‘Lace Weaver’, at the age of sixty-four and sons Hugh and John were now running the news dealership by themselves. 

Nicol died of cancer on 29th January 1947 aged seventy-one. Janet survived him by ten years, passing away at the house they had shared together at North 4th Street, just around the corner from the Bromley mill, on 4th April 1957, aged eighty-two years. Both were buried at Sunset Memorial Park, Bucks County, Pennsylvania.

With regard to their children – their son John eventually became a school administrator and died in Sun City, Arizona on 2nd May 1984 aged seventy-three years. Their daughter Mary married a Philadelphia Fireman in 1932 and raised two children in the city. Mary died on 12th September 1995 aged 88 years. At the time she was living in Warrington, a northern suburb of Philadelphia. Nicol and Janet’s eldest son, Hugh, born in Greenholm, on the opposite side of the River Irvine to Newmilns, in 1902, was working for the Philadelphia Post Office at the time of the1950 census. The obituary of his brother John in 1984 indicates that Hugh was still alive at that point, but I have been unable to trace what happened to him subsequently.

Of the other Irvine Valley Scots in Governeur in 1910…

Brothers James and Boswell Ross were natives of the Irvine Valley village of Darvel. At the time of the 1910 census they were both lodging with Thomas and Maggie Smith at 50 Hailesboro Street in Gouverneur. Both remained in the United States and saw out their final days in Gouverneur.

James (pictured left in a photograph from his passport application in 1919) was born on 11th October 1882 and naturalised as a US citizen in 1916. James had arrived in the US in 1906 and was listed as a Lace Factory employee as early as 1907-08. He married Jessie McCormack in Gouverneur in 1910. Jessie died in 1914 aged just thirty-nine. He married his second wife Faye in 1922 and became the father of a daughter, Betsey, the following year. He was still working at the mill in 1940. The only time he worked elsewhere was during the period 1928 to 1936, when production ceased at Gouverneur and James relocated temporarily to Scranton PA. James died in 1943, aged just 60. He is buried in the Riverside Cemetery in Gouverneur, alongside Faye, who died in 1987.

James’ younger brother, Boswell Ross (pictured right from a 1937 factory group photograph), was born on 9th July 1884 and arrived in the US a little later than James, in 1909. He soon began working at the lace mill.  Around the period 1928 to 1936, when production ceased at Gouverneur, he joined his brother in relocating to find work in the mill at Scranton, Pennsylvania. Other than that, Boswell remained resident in Gouverneur. During this time he made several return visits to Scotland. He died on 17th May 1963, a couple of months short of his seventy-ninth birthday. He too is buried in the Riverside cemetery at Gouverneur.

The graves of James and Boswell Ross at Riverside cemetery, Gouverneur (Photos: Anne Cady via findagrave.com)
Grave of William and Mary Dykes, Greenwood Cemetery, Phila.(Photo: Christina Mellor via findagrave.com)

William Dykes was born in Newmilns on 4th November 1879. He travelled to New York in 1901 and married his wife Mary Graham, who was also a Scot (from Kilmarnock), in Philadelphia in 1905. William and Mary were resident in Gouverneur by 1906, when their first child was born, although neither appear on the list of factory employees from 1907-08.  He was naturalised in Philadelphia in 1917 after moving back to the city sometime post 1913. They lived at 3110 North Wendle Street for the remainder of their lives and worked at the Bromley/Quaker mill. They raised six children, one of whom – Hugh – became a fireman in Philadelphia. William died in St. Joseph’s Hospital, Philadelphia on 8th December 1947 aged sixty-eight. Mary lived on until a month before her eightieth birthday, passing away on 3rd January 1963. They are buried in the Greenwood Cemetery, Philadelphia.

James Cox was born in Darvel on 3rd May 1882. He travelled across the Atlantic the on the SS Majestic, arriving in New York from Liverpool on 3rd December 1904. James was a cousin of William Dykes through his mother Jean Dykes, and it was William that James had arranged to make contact with, in Philadelphia, upon his arrival. James was also listed on the employee roster for the Gouverneur lace factory for 1907-08. Around 1912 he married a fellow Scot, Helen Dunsmuir, and they went on to have three children. James was naturalised as a US citizen at Canton NY in September 1919. After the first closure of the Gouverneur lace factory in 1928, James took his family to Scranton, Pennsylvania, where they were able to find work in the large lace factory there, and where they were to remain. Helen died on 20 August 1952 aged 63. James passed away from cancer at the Medical Centre in Scranton on 14th February 1963 aged 80 years. James and Helen are buried together in Dunmore Cemetery, Scranton.

William Scott was born on 6th March 1877 in Avondale, on the north bank of the River Irvine between Kilmarnock and Galston. At the time he left for America he was living in Newmilns. He travelled to New York City from Liverpool in July 1898 and met up with his brother David who was already living in Philadelphia. He married English widow Bertha Beckett in Philly in 1908. Bertha already had a daughter from her previous marriage, and they added two sons to the family, both of whom were born in Gouverneur. After their sojourn in Gouverneur, they returned to Philadelphia around 1918, where they lived initially at 2928 North Fairhill Street. At that time William was employed by the North American Lace Company at 8th Street and Allegheny, which was very close to their house. By 1920 they were living on North 8th Street (even closer to the factory) before moving to 5961 Bingham Street, where they were to remain until William’s death on 5th November 1956 at the age of seventy-nine years. Bertha lived on at the house until her death, aged eighty-seven, on 3rd July 1964. They now lie together in Lawnview Cemetery, Philadelphia.

Grave of William and Bertha Scott at Lawnview Cemetery, Philadelphia (Photo: Gail Kelly via findagrave.com)

Part Ten – Gouverneur’s English community of 1910.

I have previously referenced the fact that, alongside their American born lace worker colleagues, and the small Irvine Valley enclave employed at the Gouverneur lace factory, there was a significant English born (and evidently cricket-playing!) community living in the village. It is immediately striking that every single one of that community with an active lace making role in the factory in 1910, had strong connections with my home city of Nottingham, England or the wider county of Nottinghamshire. Nicol Young, of course, embodied the Scots, English and Nottinghamshire communities because he was part of them all, but the part that Nottingham played in embedding the lace industry in the United States, even for the comparatively short time that it existed, is made abundantly clear in these stories.

The other noteworthy aspect of these lives is that, apart from the odd fleeting visit, none of them returned to their homeland, choosing instead to put down their roots – to live and die – in the Unites States. The breadth of their different experiences and their individually unique stories, are, no doubt, resonant of immigrant stories generally, but lace making was clearly a transitory affair.  I like to think, though, that when they did come together in one place for the purpose of making lace, that they were a talented and professional community who supported each other through the good and bad times. Anyway… let’s meet them:

The crew of the International Lace Mill at Gouverneur, hosiery Division, in 1937. the photograph is reproduced from a newspaper clipping published in the Gouverneur Tribune Press, on 13th September 1972. The annotations shown here identifying participants in this story are my own, and are taken from the original list of names names provided.

Frederick Harry Goodyer was the Superintendent at the Gouverneur lace factory at the time of the 1910 census. He was born in Peckham, London on 18th April 1854, the son of a druggist. However, by 1871 the family had moved north to Nottingham and were living in the Hyson Green area of the town. By 1881 they had moved to the village of Attenborough and Frederick was employed as a Lace Warehouseman. He married Louisa Pace in Codsall, Staffordshire on 21st November 1883 and by 1891 they were settled in the Minster town of Southwell, Nottinghamshire, where Frederick, according to the census at least, was now the manager of a lace factory. The couple were back in the centre of Nottingham, living at 23 Clarendon Street by 1901, where Frederick was operating as a lace curtain salesman. This frequent changing of occupation was to be a feature of Frederick’s life.

Frederick and Louisa emigrated to America in 1903, arriving in New York City on the SS Teutonic on 30th January. At the time of the New York State census two years later, they were living in the city of Kingston, Ulster County, New York, with Frederick now a lowly labourer in the lace factory there. After their brief sojourn in Gouverneur in 1910 (where they lived on Austin Street), they were back in Kingston by 1920 where Frederick was now trying his hand at managing a boarding house. Whilst they stayed put in Kingston for another ten years at least, and where he became a naturalised citizen in 1923, Frederick clearly got bored easily… at the time of the1925 state census he was describing himself as a ‘farmer’. By 1930 he had reverted to being a salesman again – possibly hawking cleaning products (it’s difficult to read on the census entry).

Sometime before the 1940 census was taken, Louisa died. By then Frederick was living in the township of Rye, Westchester County, New York, apparently in a lodging house. He was eighty-six years old at that point and still describing himself on the census as a ‘Lace Manager’ in a ‘Lace Factory’, although presumably he had retired by then. Unfortunately, it is not clear from available records where Frederick saw out his final days.

Lace weaver James Hadfield was born on 14th December 1884 in Nottingham, the son of a shoemaker. At the time of his parents’ marriage in July 1884, James’ father John was living on Woolpack Lane, and his mother, Annie, on Goose gate. John emigrated to the US in 1888, and his family followed him out a year later. James was only four years old at the time. Like many lace making families making the journey to the US, they settled in Philadelphia, and, by 1900, they were living in Ward Thirty-Three at 339 East Indiana Avenue, not far from the Bromley mill. Around 1905 James made the journey to Gouverneur, where he married Grace Vaile on 23rd August 1906. Grace and James were to raise five children in Gouverneur, living for many years on Smith Street. He became a member of the local Masonic Lodge.

James was listed on the 1907-1908 roster of employees at the lace factory in Gouverneur and remained an employee of the factory for many years. A rare exception was during the 1928 to 1936 closedown, when, like others from the village, he relocated to Scranton PA. In 1930 he was resident at the same lodging house in Scranton as Irvine Valley Scot James Ross. He was to work in Scranton again after the final demise of the Gouverneur factory in 1944 and it was in Scranton, on 9th April 1961, that he passed away from heart failure at the age of seventy-six. Grace lived on until 1970. James and Grace are buried together in the Riverside Cemetery, Gouverneur (See Right – photo by Anne Cady via findagrave.com)

John Whyatt was born in March 1854, in Daybrook – the suburb of Arnold, Nottinghamshire that Nicol Young and his family (and indeed me!) later lived. He was baptised at St. Leodegarius Church, Basford near Nottingham on 10th April 1854. His father, also called John, was a ‘bleacher’ in the hosiery trade. John Jnr married Elizabeth Allen Christian at St. Andrew’s Church Nottingham on 26th June 1880. By this time he was employed as a ‘Warehouseman’. In 1881 they lived at 3 Cranmer Terrace, in the St. Anns area of the town. John travelled to the United States in 1889, arriving in New York City from Liverpool on the SS Alaska on 23 September of that year. Elizabeth followed soon afterwards.

Wilkes-Barre Lace Mill in 1906.
Photograph taken from an article in the Wiles-Barre Times Leader, The Evening News dated 19th December 1970.
Grave of John Whyatt,
Gouverneur Riverside Cemetery
(Photo: Anne Cady, via findagrave.com)

In 1900 the couple were resident in Wilkes-Barre, Luzerne County, PA. John was employed as a Weaver, at the Lace Mill there (see above). Despite not being shown in the roster of employees working at the Gouverneur factory in 1907-1908, John was resident there by the time of the 1910 census, which lists him as being a foreman at the lace mill. By 1915, however, the state census shows John and Elizabeth running a Boarding House at 36 William Street. They remained in Gouverneur, running their boarding house at 68 Clinton Street until 1931, in which year they both passed away – Elizabeth on 11th March and John on 12th August. They are buried in the Riverside Cemetery.

Allen Straw was born on 19th December 1870 in the town of Ilkeston on the Nottinghamshire and Derbyshire border. His father, Samuel, was a stone miner, but by the age of twenty, Allen was working in the lace industry. He married Louisa Severn at Ilkeston on 13th February 1892. Louisa already had a daughter prior to their marriage and another four children, three girls and one boy, had arrived prior to them leaving for America. In 1901 they were resident in Cossall, Nottinghamshire and Allen’s occupation on the census was listed as ‘Lace Curtain Maker’.

Allen set off for America from Liverpool in the early summer of 1903. Louisa and the children followed three months later. Once they had disembarked at New York City, they headed straight for Gouverneur, making them one of the earliest of the 1910 cohort in our story to have made the journey there. Allen and daughter Mary Jane (known as Jennie) were listed on the roster of employees at the Gouverneur factory for 1907-08. In 1907 another daughter, Margaret, was born.

Photo: Grave Recorder via findagrave.com.

By 1913, however, the family had moved on again. In this year they are listed in the town directory for Zion City, Lake County, Illinois, for the first time, residing at 3002 Elizabeth Avenue. The city of Zion was only founded in 1900 and had a strict evangelical religious ethic. Amongst the business ventures that grew out of this was Zion Lace Industries with a large factory located on Deborah Avenue (a fifteen- minute walk from the Straw’s House).  By 1946 they had retired to the neighbouring township of Waukegan, and it was here that Allen Straw died on 19 September 1946, aged seventy-five years. Louisa passed away on 28th April 1949 in her seventy-eighth year. They are buried together at Mount Olivet Memorial Park, Zion.

Artists impression of the Zion Lace Industries mill at Zion, Lake County, Illinois circa 1898. (https://www.1898revenues.blogspot.com/ Article ‘John Alexander Dowie’s Zion Lace Industries dated 4th October 2014)

Lace mill machinist and fitter, Edwin Sidney Roberts was born at 47 William Street, Radford, Nottingham on 15th July 1877. His father, Samuel, was also a machine fitter in a lace factory. By 1881 the family had moved to the St. Ann’s area of the town. Here they initially lived just off Peas Hill Road, which had two lace factories dominating its skyline, according to the 1881 Ordnance Survey map of the area. Edwin lived at 9 Lilac Street at the time of his marriage to Flora Jane Cleary, at Emmanuel Church, St. Anns, on 1st November 1902 37.

The following year Edwin set sail for America, arriving in New York City from Liverpool on 19th November 1903. The passenger manifest suggests that Edwin is meeting someone in the city, possibly going by the name of M C Thomson (it’s not very legible), with an address at 511 Broadway. By the time that Flora followed him across the Atlantic in February 1904, with baby daughter Hilda Florence in tow (born in St. Ann’s on 4th February 1903), Edwin was staying at the Grove Hotel … in Gouverneur. Oddly, given that we know Edwin was resident in Gouverneur from around 1903, and that he was listed as a machinist working at the lace mill on the 1905 state census and the 1910 federal census, he doesn’t appear on the roster of factory staff for 1907-1908.

Kingston Lace Mill circa 1950s (Bob Haines Collection/https://www.RUPCO.org)

Flora gave birth to three sons during their time in Governeur – George Samuel on 9th September 1905, Sidney in April 1912 and Edwin Frederick on 4th April 1921. According to the census’s that took place between 1915 and 1925, Edwin was the lace mill superintendent during those years. When the Gouverneur mill closed in 1928, the family relocated to Kingston, Ulster County, New York. Here Edwin was employed at the United States Lace Curtain Mills which was founded in 1903 at 165 Cornell Street, at the junction with South Manor Avenue (the Roberts family lived on or around North Manor Avenue). The mill was part of the Scranton lace empire. Edwin died in Kingston on 24th August 1933 aged just fifty-six years. Latterly Flora lived with daughter Hilda (by then a teacher), and son Edwin Frederick (a Post office manager) in Floral Park village, Hampstead, Nassau County, New York. Flora died on 29th January 1944 in her sixty-third year. Edwin and Flora are buried, together with their son George (died 1973), at Wiltwyck Cemetery, Kingston, New York (See below – Photo: Donna Lamerson via findagrave.com).

Lace weaver Samuel Towlson (left) was born in Beeston, Nottinghamshire on 2nd March 1880. His father William was a lace maker in the town. Beeston had a rich tradition of hosiery manufacture going back to at least the very early nineteenth century and, in 1871, the Wilkinson family opened the Anglo-Scotia mills on Wollaton Road, which signalled the arrival of power-driven factories to the town38. David Hallam’s 2014 blog post on lace making in Beeston covers the history in studious detail and puts the Wilkinson family (who we shall meet again later in this story) in context39.

At the time of the 1891census the family were living at 24 Willoughby Street in a household that also included fellow 1910 Gouverneur weaver Ernest Hardy (see below). The Towlson family (including Ernest Hardy but minus their father William, who was already in the US) arrived in New York City from Liverpool on 28th March 1892, bound for Connecticut. They were heading there because William Towlson’s Beeston employer, the aforementioned Wilkinson family, had purchased real estate in Tariffville, Hartford County for the purpose of manufacturing lace. Several key workers – including William – were shipped out from Beeston to supervise the production of lace curtains at the site. In Tariffville, on 28th July 1894 another child, Harold Percival, was born to William and his wife Maria. Unfortunately, William died on 12th February 1895 and the family began to go their separate ways.

By 1905 Samuel Towlson was resident in Gouverneur after recently marrying local girl Nina May Campbell, on 19th April 1905. With a couple of exceptions he was to see out his life there. It seems odd then that his name doesn’t appear on the 1907-08 roster of factory employees.  Together, Samuel and Nina raised two sons, Earl (born 4th April 1906) and Harold (born 17th June 1908). Sadly Nina died, in her forty-first year, on 1st March 1925. Samuel wasn’t a widower for long, however, and on 7th May 1927 he married Pearl Adele Campbell (nee Forsythe) also in Gouverneur.

In 1928, following the first closure of the lace factory, and like many of his colleagues, Samuel took his family to Wilkes-Barre in Pennsylvania in pursuit of work. It would seem  that he returned to Gouverneur for a spell in 1931. He is quoted in a news-piece in the Gouverneur Tribune Press 40 regarding a letter received from motor manufacturer Henry Ford enquiring about one of the old looms in the now idle lace factory. Samuel is described as “recently returned here from Pennsylvania where he has been engaged in the lace business.”

In the article Samuel talks about the history of the loom:

The loom referred to by Mr. Ford… is evidently the loom that came to this country in 1888 from England. That was the first loom to come here. At first it was installed in a mill at Derby, Connecticut, and later in another place in Connecticut 41. My father worked on the loom before me and when the local mill was running, I also operated it. The loom was sent here [i.e. to Gouverneur] in 1908 and installed in the local mill. It is a 300-inch machine and was not used as extensively as other looms. Mr Ford must be trying to purchase the loom solely on the fact that it is the first one to come to America and not on the strength that it is the first mechanical lace weaving loom to be manufactured, for the latter piece of machinery was made in 1874 and is now located at Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania.”

The 1940 census infers that the family had relocated again, this time to Kingston, Ulster County, New York by 1935. However, the re-opening of the factory brought them back to Gouverneur for the final time and he is shown on the above 1937 photograph of mill workers at Gouverneur. By 1940, the Towlsons were resident at 55 Prospect Street.

Pearl Towlson died on 8th October 1955 aged sixty-seven years. Typically, Samuel moved quickly to find another wife and he married Percie Kinney (nee Laforty) in Gouverneur on 20th October 1956, almost exactly one year since Pearl’s death. Percie died on 5th August 1967 aged eighty-three. She shares a grave at the Riverside Cemetery with Samuel, who died in Gouverneur on 19 March 1972 aged ninety-two. Samuel’s grave is shown right. (Photo: Anne Cady via findagrave.com)

Lace Weaver Ernest Henry Hardy was born on 13th May 1883 in Long Eaton on the Derbyshire/Nottinghamshire border. By 1891 he was living in Beeston, Nottinghamshire, at 24 Willoughby Street, in the same household as fellow future Gouverneur weaver Samuel Towlson. It appears that he was related to Samuel’s mother Maria, whose maiden name was Hardy (although the exact relationship is not clear from the sources). Ernest travelled to America with the Towlson family (listed on the passenger manifest as “Master E. Toulson”). They arrived in New York City, from Liverpool, on 28th March 1892. The party moved on to Connecticut – to Tariffville, where a new lace factory was being established (see the entry for Samuel Toulson above). Members of the family seem to have gone their separate ways, however, after the death of patriarch William Towlson in 1895.  Ernest was naturalised as an American citizen in Simsbury, Connecticut on 22nd September 1904 and his next appearance in the records is his marriage to widow Emily McFetrich (nee Campbell), a native of Gloucestershire, England, in Manhattan on 28th April 1909.

Their appearance in Gouverneur the following year was fleeting. They resided at 271 West Main Street where they had taken in Irvine Valley Scot James Cox as a lodger. As early as 1911, according to city directories of the time, they had moved on to Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania, where their son, Walter Arthur, was born on 20th September 1914. By 1920 they had moved on again, this time to Philadelphia, and they were ensconced at 225 East Lippincott Street in Ward Thirty-Three, before moving on to 1021 East Shelmire Street, where Ernest died on 2nd August 1924 of Chronic Nephritis, aged forty-one years. Emily lived on at East Shelmire, where she died aged seventy-three on 28th September 1950.

Lace Weaver Thomas Higgins was born on 18th August 1867 in Newthorpe, Nottinghamshire. His father – also called Thomas – was a miner, and the family lived at ‘Skegby Bridge’ near Mansfield at the time of the 1871 census. By 1881, however, Thomas’ mother, Louisa, had moved the family to Radford in Nottingham and was describing herself on the census as widowed (note that I am unable to find any record of Thomas’ father’s death).

It was whilst in Nottingham that Thomas began working in the lace industry… the 1881 census records him being employed as a ‘Lace Dresser.’  On 5th April 1890, Thomas married Annie Marshall at Hyson Green church, Nottingham.  Between March 1891 and January 1902 Annie gave birth to four children – Thomas Marshall, Elsie Lucile, Philip Frank and John William.  The 1901 census records Thomas’ occupation as ‘Lace Curtain Maker.’

The family emigrated to America in 1903 and by 1905 were resident on West Main Street in Gouverneur. Thomas is listed on the roster of weavers at the mill for 1907-08, with his son, Thomas Marshall, also shown (detailed under ‘Other Help’). By 1910, daughter Elsie was also working at the mill and Philip and John followed them into the mill in subsequent years.

The Higgins grave in Pieces Corner cemetery. (Photo: Anne Cady via findagrave.com).

Although Thomas and Annie appear on the federal and states census’ for 1905, 1910, 1920 and 1930 and are shown as living in Gouverneur, there is no entry for them for 1915. This could be explained by the fact that Thomas’s naturalisation was ratified at Waukegan, Illinois on 3rd April 1914. Waukegan is a township adjacent to Zion – and so it is likely that, for a short time at least, Thomas sought employment at the factory run by Zion Lace Industries there. Thomas died in 1936 in his sixty-ninth year and is buried in Pieces Corner Cemetery, Macomb, St. Lawrence County, New York. Annie moved to Philadelphia to live with son Philip, and she died there, aged seventy-nine, on 29th January 1946. She was buried with Thomas at the Pieces Corner Cemetery.

Of his Gouverneur lace-making children: Thomas Marshall Higgins married twice and eventually put down his roots in Scranton, Pennsylvania, working in the lace factory there. He died on 27th January 1956 aged sixty-four, barely a month short of his planned retirement date. He is buried in Gouverneur. Elsie married cheesemaker Ivon Hull in Canton in 1917. They lived in Canton, Harrisville and Gouverneur at various times. Elsie died in nearby Watertown, Jefferson County, New York on 11th June 1982, aged eighty-eight years. Philip moved to Philadelphia and lived at 3301 North Sixth Street in Ward Thirty-Three, in the heart of the city’s mill district. He died on 14th February 1962 aged sixty-four. John broke away from lacemaking and became a bus driver, eventually moving to Syracuse, New York. He died there on 17th July 1962 aged sixty-two years.

Where the Irvine Valley lace-makers in Gouverneur had the Smith brothers and the Ross brothers amongst their number, the English community had the James brothers:

Francis (Frank) Wilkinson – Photo: © David Hallam 1914 – http://www.beeston-notts.co.uk/industry_lace.shtml

Charles Wilkinson James and George James were both born on Meal Court, off St. James Street, Nottingham – Charles on 14th March 1856 and George on 5th November 1857. Their father, John Joseph James, was also a lace maker. Their mother, Charlotte, was a member of the Wilkinson lace making family of Beeston – her brother Frank was a leading presence in the industry locally, so lace was in very much in their pedigree. Uncle Frank Wilkinson was also the driving force behind the resurrection of the lace factory at Tariffville, Connecticut, USA, which has already featured in this story, so much so that it was known locally as the ‘Wilkinson’ mill.

Lace weaver Charles married Elizabeth Leavers (or Leivers) on 4th November 1875 at St. Thomas Church in Nottingham. He was, according to the marriage entry, living on Mount Street at the time. Soon afterwards they moved to Beeston, where six children were born to them:  Lily (1876), Florence (1878), John Edward (1880), Mabel (1883), Mary Elizabeth (1885) and Rosie (1890) 42.

The family made the move to the United States in 1892 – with Charles and Elizabeth travelling out first. The children followed on SS Servia, which left Liverpool for New York on 4th March 1892, arriving twelve days later43, under the care of a mysterious ‘Matron’ called Mary James. Things don’t seem to have gone to plan at first.

Eight years after their arrival in America, the 1900 federal census shows Elizabeth, Mabel and Florence living in Chester, Pennsylvania at 3021 West 3rd Street. By then Florence is already a widow at the age of 23. The lace mill in Chester was a prominent employer in the town, and it had Nottingham connections, so it is easy to imagine that Charles may have worked there. However, on census night the indications are that Charles was being held in Connecticut State Prison44, in the town of Wethersfield. I am unable to find any record of what Charles’ offence might have been. However, as we already know, the Wilkinson family did have a strong connection to Connecticut through their ownership of the Tariffville lace mill. In addition their daughter Rosie (by then going by the name of Mae), had been adopted by a family living in Hartford, Connecticut. Of course, we don’t know the background to why the James’ youngest child was, in effect, given away. It may have been an extreme indicator that the family were struggling financially. Whatever the reason, the hope is that it was done in the best interests of their daughter, who was only ten years old in 1900. Son John Edward is recorded on the census working as a lace weaver at the mill in Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania at this time, but there is no confirmed trace of their eldest daughter Lily in the records at all, after their arrival in the US. So, at this point in the summer of 1900, the family has scattered and, outwardly at least, appeared to be in a desperate position.

Despite this obvious low point, the James family (minus Lily but including Mae) were reunited once more by 1905, where the the New York state census shows them residing on Hailesboro Street, adjacent to the lace factory, in Gouverneur. Charles’ brother, George was also living with them (this is just prior to George’s wife, Maria, joining him in the US).

Charles’ daughter Mary Elizabeth James aged 56. Photo 1941 from Naturalisation papers.

Things were about to get a little stranger though. Charles and Elizabeth’s daughter, Florence, had married again in 1897 and, by the time of the 1910 federal census, she was living in Suffield Town, Hartford, Connecticut. Both Elizabeth and Mary Elizabeth were residing with her. There is clearly nothing strange about that on the face of it. By 1920, however, whilst Mary Elizabeth had stayed behind in Hartford to pursue a career in nursing, Elizabeth had followed Florence and her family to their new home in the mid-west town of Pueblo, Colorado. Elizabeth was to reside there for the rest of her life. Meanwhile, Charles stayed behind in Gouverneur, and he remained there until the factory stopped production in the late 1920’s. All that time, he was lodging at 74 William Street, at the home of Martha Derby and, clearly incorrectly, was describing himself as ‘widowed’ on the 1910, 1915 and 1920 census returns!

As the lace factory ground to a halt in 1928, Charles sought to be closer to his family and, by the time of the 1930 census he had travelled to Colorado too, to the household of his daughter Florence and a reunion with Elizabeth. He was on the move again by 1935 though, travelling to Manchester, Connecticut, to live at the home of another daughter, Mabel. He was residing there too (giving his occupation as ‘retired’) in 1940. By then he was a widower: Elizabeth had died on 1st October 1936 aged eighty-one years.

Charles seemingly, at the advanced age of eighty, made a further appearance at the Gouverneur factory in 1937 (right), if the accuracy of the group crew photograph from the Gouverneur Tribune Press is to be believed. But even he was not indestructible and Charles died on 14th October 1947, at the grand old age of ninety-one. He and is buried with Elizabeth and daughter Florence (who died in 1969, also in her 91st year) at Mountain View Cemetery in Pueblo, Colorado.

In around 1871 Lace Curtain Maker George James may have been apprenticed directly to Frank Wilkinson. This is speculated by David Hallam in his blogpost about Lace Making in Beeston, Nottinghamshire from the Exploring Beeston’s History website45 , but, even if that was the case, this doesn’t seem to have materialised into anything concrete.

George married Louisa Mellors on 5th May 1879 at Beeston, Nottinghamshire. They had two children, John Joseph (1880) and Lottie Georgina Louisa (1882) and were residing in Chilwell at the time of John’s birth. They later moved to Beeston. However, on 30th December 1888 Louisa died of Tuberculosis at Arnold, Nottinghamshire (although the death certificate states that their home address at that time was ‘Bellvue’ Cottages, Borrowash, Derbyshire – the Wilkinson family also had a factory at Borrowash).

George soon remarried, to Maria Hooley, in Spondon, Derbyshire, on 10th March 1889. They were resident in Draycott, Derbyshire, with George’s children, at the time of the 1891 census and had moved back to Beeston by 1901. However, they were soon making a more long-distance move.

George set sail from Liverpool on 15th October 1904 on the SS Umbria, arriving in New York on 23rd October. He had arranged to meet his nephew, his brother Charles’ son John Edward, at Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania (we know that John Edward was in Wilkes-Barre at the time of the 1900 US census). Plans changed, however, and both George and John Edward had found their way to Gouverneur by the time of the New York State census taken on 1st June 1905, where they resided with Charles and his family on Hailesboro Street.

Whilst George’s children from his first marriage stayed behind in England, Maria made the journey out to join him in 1907, and the two of them were living at 10 Hailesboro Street by 1910. It was to be a brief reunion – Maria died on 14th November 1912, two days short of her forty-seventh birthday, in Ogdensburg – possibly at the County Hospital which was located there. George remained in Gouverneur, at least until 1915, at which point he was lodging on West Main Street. By 1920, however, and presumably because work became more difficult to pick up at the Gouverneur factory, he had made the move to Philadelphia.

His lodgings at 3116 North Wendle Street, Philadelphia were only six doors away from William Dykes and family, who were in Gouverneur during the same period as George. By 1927 George was in desperate straits both financially and health wise. His last address in Philadelphia was the ‘Home for the Indigent’. He was resident there at the time of his admission to the General Hospital on 10th May 1927 – in reality, the ‘Home for the Indigent’ was part of the same complex of buildings as the hospital, located in the former Blockley Alms Houses.  George died there on 27th July 1927 aged sixty-nine, from cancer. The informant named on the death certificate was his nephew, John Edward James, who had moved to Philadelphia prior to 1910 and was then working in the Bromley factory.

John Gray was a lace curtain ‘reader’, a specialist job that entailed interpreting the pattern cards which outline the design that is to be produced. John also fulfilled the role of ‘Pattern Maker’ at various times.  He was born on 16th March 1869, in Burford, Shropshire, where his Nottinghamshire-born father, James, was a Coachman at Burford House and later a gardener. His mother, Mary, was a native of Attenborough, Nottinghamshire and the family – including nine children in total – had made the move to the nearby hamlet of Chilwell by the time of the 1881 UK Census. Mary died in 1888, and in 1891 James, John and his sisters Martha and Kate were living at 13 Gladstone Street in Beeston, Nottinghamshire. John’s father James died later that year – leaving he and his siblings orphaned.

John Gray married Elizabeth Mary Beardsley at Beeston on 2nd February 1893. It was an eventful month, and they only had a couple of weeks together, before John travelled to Liverpool to board Cunard’s SS Etruria on18th February. His destination was New York, where he arrived on 26th February. Once in the US he headed for Hartford, Connecticut, where he became part of the initial influx of workers for the Tariffville lace mill, alongside several other colleagues from Beeston, in the employ of the Wilkinson family’s International Lace Products Company. Elizabeth followed him out, also on the SS Etruria, in November 1893, alongside John’s sister, Martha Emma. Two of his other sisters, Sarah and Kate, followed them out in January 1895. Tragedy struck, however, on Christmas Eve 1895, when Martha Emma died in Tariffville, after a ‘long illness’ aged just twenty-one.

Former mill building at Tariffville, Connecticut. (Photographs: Left – https://historicbuildingsct.com/tariffville-mill-1868/, Right: Jerry Dougherty from https://connecticuthistory.org/towns-page/simsbury/

Once in Connecticut John became a naturalised citizen (in either 1897 or 1902 according to conflicting census entries). In 1908 John and Elizabeth made the move to Gouverneur, and they remained there for the rest of their lives. On the 1925 state census John was describing his occupation as ‘Foreman Reader’. After the shut down of the factory in 1928, John chose not to do as many of his colleagues did and try his luck at other lace mills around the North-Eastern US. Instead he set up a grocer’s shop at his home at 50 Austin Street!

John Gray died in his home on 25th November 1931 aged sixty-two. Elizabeth lived on in Gouverneur until 25th February 1951, when she died in her eighty-second year.  Mysteriously, because there don’t appear to be any family connections to the area, they were buried together ninety miles away, in St. John’s Anglican Church Cemetery, South March, near Ottawa, Ontario, Canada. Of his remaining sisters who travelled out to the US with him, Sarah married John A. Lindeman and died in Hartford, Connecticut on 20th September 1936, aged sixty-nine; Kate married Thomas Convey in 1907 and settled in Tariffville. She died there on 3rd October 1971 aged ninety-five years.

There was one other Englishman employed by the lace factory at the time of the 1910 census, although he was not a lace worker as such, his contribution to the operation of the lace factory should not be overlooked. His name was William ‘Perry’ Woodman, and his job title was ‘Engineer.’ In fact William had been resident in Gouverneur before the lace mill was built and he was to be found working as an engineer for the local Marble Company in 1900.

William was born in North Lew, near Okehampton, Devon, England on 2nd September 1848. His father John was a farmer who evidently had ‘abandoned’ his family by 1851. The census of that year records the words “Under Relief. Husband left” against his mother Mary’s name. At this time they were living in the delightfully named Bog Town area of North Lew. It may be significant that elder son Henry had also disappeared from the household at this time too.

Appearances were deceptive, however, and the whole family were reunited in the United States of America, probably in 1855 or 1856 based on dates in census entries. A likely explanation is that John and Henry headed out to the US first, sometime before 1851, and, once they had established themselves and procured somewhere to live, and to farm, they brought the rest of the family across the Atlantic. By 1860 the whole family were living on a small farm in Niagara, New York. They had relocated to Polkton, Ottawa County, Michigan by the mid-1870s.  It was here that William married local girl Ida Fox on 28th May 1876. By then William was describing himself as a ‘farmer’ like his father and brother. William and Ida raised a family of five children in Michigan, before moving to Gouverneur by 1900. William died on 4th October 1912 and is buried in the Riverside Cemetery in Gouverneur, next to Ida, who died in 1940.

Photo: Anne Cady via findagrave.com.

Finally, there was one other English-born resident of Gouverneur shown on the 1910 federal census. Her name was Edith Farley. Unlike the rest of her English counterparts, Edith didn’t work at the lace factory – although her American born husband, John Edward, did at the time of the 1910 census, having some sort of stock control role at the mill.

Edith was born Edith Sparks in Chelsea, London, on 19th June 1880. Her father, Thomas, was a Butcher. At the time of her sister Louisa’s birth in December 1882, the family were living on the King’s Road in Chelsea. On 24th September 1891, Thomas, Edith, her mother Harriett, and younger sister Louisa boarded the ship Numidian for a voyage across the Atlantic to Canada. They arrived in Quebec on 7th October. The next time we encounter Edith is on the US federal census for 1900, where she is recorded as working at an ‘Attendant’ at St. Lawrence State Hospital and living in the small nearby town of Lisbon, NY. She is also listed in the town directory for Ogdensburg, where the hospital was situated, in the same year.

Photo: Anne Cady via findagrave.com

She married John Edward Farley on 4th September 1901 in Gouverneur and they are recorded on state and federal census’s as living in the village between 1905 and 1915, predominantly at 116 Johnstown.  In 1910 Edith’s occupation is described as ‘Nurse’, but that is the only time that she has any employment listed. By the time of the 1920 federal census they had relocated to the small forest community of Edwards, where John worked as an electrician, and later stock controller, in the local Zinc Mine. By this time they had also raised five children. On 2nd August 1932 Edith died, aged just fifty-two years. She was buried at the Riverside Cemetery in Gouverneur alongside John (who died in 1955) and three of her children.

Coda.

The 1910 United States Federal Census is a snapshot in time. In our case, it records a fleeting moment in history, in one village in the northern part of New York State. Despite this transience in time, the census tells us a great deal. Together with a wealth of other historical documents, it opens the door into the personal stories of the men and women whose expertise built the lace industry in America. It gives them a name. It records their journeys, as they travelled the waters of the Atlantic and the roads and railways of northeastern USA, in pursuit of a better life.

Lace manufacture in the USA was an enterprise that burned brightly and then flickered out; its demise hastened by wars, “progress” and the changing tastes of the modern world. However, in developing the industry, the people in this story risked everything they had known. Often those risks paid off; sometimes – starkly – they didn’t.

I chose the 1910 census as a focus because our principal player, Nicol Young, features on it. Whilst he was representative of the Scottish, English and Nottinghamshire lace making communities, he wasn’t – in the end – representative of the Gouverneur lace factory workforce of 1910. For very good reasons Nicol gave up on his dream and went home. Out of the members of the three communities mentioned above that established themselves in Gouverneur by 1910, only his cousin Thomas joined him back in Britain, a couple of years later.

Everyone else mentioned in this story stayed. Whilst the Gouverneur lace factory shut its doors, the bodies of the men and women who worked there in 1910, and stayed behind, now lie permanently in the earth of Gouverneur, Macomb, Philadelphia, Zion, Scranton, Kingston, Pueblo and Ottawa. Many of those places have been changed forever by the fact that they once had a lace factory in their midst. The descendants of the Scots and English lacemakers are now fully-fledged Americans, and they have almost certainly spread their reach well beyond those cities, towns and villages into the rest of the country. I like to hope though, that they still carry the torch of the dreams of their ancestors… dreams which took them across the cold, grey waters of the Atlantic and into the unknown, over a century ago.

Notes.

  1. https://www.ggarchives.com/OceanTravel/Brochures/AmLine-1907-Philadelphia-LiverpoolServices.html ↩︎
  2. http://www.redstarline.eu/noordland.html ↩︎
  3. More insight into how Nottingham lace was manufactured during this era can be found at Nottinghamshire history > Nottingham & Notts Illustrated : “Up-to-Date” Commercial Sketches (1898) (nottshistory.org.uk). The United States Tariff report also provides a detailed breakdown of the processes involved (see note 4). A video of a lace machine in operation is available at https://youtu.be/ozq7xGLpAVM ↩︎
  4. ‘The emigration of British lacemakers to continental Europe (1816-1860s)’ – published online by Cambridge University press 14 May 1019. ↩︎
  5. World’s first Western movie ‘filmed in Blackburn’ – BBC News 31st October 2019 ↩︎
  6. Laces and Lace Articles, part 1 United States Tariff Commission, Report no. 83 – dated 1934. ↩︎
  7. Workshop of the World blog pages: https://www.workshopoftheworld.com/kensington/quaker_lace.html ↩︎
  8. Old Chester, PA: Biographical Sketches: Edward “Ed” L. Bowley, Jr. ↩︎
  9. ‘The Story of Nottingham Lace’ – guide to the ‘The Lace Hall’, written by Graham Black and Michael Eaton – 1988. ↩︎
  10. Scots Among the Yankees: The Settlement of Craftsbury East Hill’ by Bruce P. Shields. (Vermont History Vol.64 No.3 Summer 1996. Scots_Among_the_Yankees_vol64.pdf Pp 177-179 ↩︎
  11. https://www.scienceandindustrymuseum.org.uk/objects-and-stories/jacquard-loom ↩︎
  12. Laces and Lace Articles, part 1 United States Tariff Commission, Report no. 83 -Section VI – ‘Foreign Production’, Page 54 – dated 1934; also Nottinghamshire history > Nottingham & Notts Illustrated : “Up-to-Date” Commercial Sketches (1898) (nottshistory.org.uk). ↩︎
  13. White’s Directory of Nottinghamshire 1853 – ‘Broxtow Hundred – South Division’ Page 327. ↩︎
  14. The Illustrated History of Nottingham’s Suburbs” by Geoffrey Oldfield (first published in 2003) – DB Publishing. Pp: 117-119. ↩︎
  15. American Meteorological Review – February & March 1907: https://journals.ametsoc.org/view/journals/mwre/35/2/1520-0493_1907_35_57_naw_2_0_co_2.pdf and https://journals.ametsoc.org/view/journals/mwre/35/3/1520-0493-35_3_130.pdf ↩︎
  16. Phila Ellis Island plus Wikipedia entry entitled Demographics of Philadelphia – Wikipedia – quoting Campbell Gibson ‘Population of 100 largest cities and other urban places in the United States: 1790 to 1990’ (United States Bureau of the Census). ↩︎
  17. hiddencityphila.org/2018/03/brooms-buttons-busking-memoir-of-a-young-russian-immigrant-in-philadelphia/ ↩︎
  18. https://education.blogs.archives.gov/2021/07/01/irish-immigrant-bridget-donaghy/ ↩︎
  19. The 1910 census hints that both Thomas and Maggie had made previous trips to America. It seems that Thomas may have sailed there in 1901and was there when his brother Nicol arrived in 1902. The census also suggests that Maggie made the same trip, initially in 1904 – which feels unlikely given that the couple were married in April of that year, in Newmilns. I have not been able to find any evidence of Maggie’s previous journey. ↩︎
  20. Life and Death in Philadelphia’s Black Belt: A Tale of an Urban Tuberculosis Campaign, 1900–1930 – PMC ↩︎
  21. Foner, Philip S. The General Strike in Philadelphia—1910 Ch 6 of History of the labor movement in the United States, Vol. 5: The AFL in the Progressive Era 1910 – 1915. International Publishers Co. ISBN 0-7178-0562-X↩︎
  22. Watertown Daily Times – article ‘History of Lace Mill, on again, Off again.” by James R. Donnelly, Dated 19th October 1983. The piece incorporates an interview with former lace mill employee Grace LaDuke. ↩︎
  23. Northern Tribune Press, Wednesday January 22nd, 1908. Page 6 Columns 1,2,3. ↩︎
  24. Ogdensburg Journal, Tuesday September 24th, 1907 – Page 4 ↩︎
  25. The 1910 federal census was taken on 15th April 1910. In it, Nicol Young states that he has had no employment for twenty-four weeks. ↩︎
  26. Gouverneur Tribune Press Inc. “County Focus” – Volume 2, No. 15 – Friday November 6th, 1992. –  Page 6. ↩︎
  27. According to https://www.business-of-migration.com the average 3rd Class Fare to cross the Atlantic in 1911 was around $35 (approx. £7). This was also, precisely the amount that RMS Titanic steerage passengers were charged the following year. ↩︎
  28. Liverpool Weather forecasts from newspapers for period 24th February to 28th February available at: https://www.britishnewspaperarchive.co.uk/ ↩︎
  29. Nottingham & Notts Illustrated entitled “Up-to-Date” Commercial Sketches: Industries and Manufactures Illustrated and Reviewed (Robinson, Son & Co. dated 1898) – reproduced at Nottinghamshire history > Nottingham & Notts Illustrated : “Up-to-Date” Commercial Sketches (1898) (nottshistory.org.uk). ↩︎
  30. Nottingham – Settlement to City’ by Duncan Gray, The Amethyst Press, New Edition Publ. 1983. Pp102-13. ↩︎
  31. Interview reproduced in The Guardian on 25th March 2020 –
    Changing times bring decline of lace – fashion archive, 1925 | Fashion | The Guardian ↩︎
  32. Article in the Nottingham Post dated 28th August 2021 – How Nottingham’s world-famous lace industry made the city a global trading centre – Nottinghamshire Live (nottinghampost.com) ↩︎
  33. Article entitled ‘Gouverneur Lace – a piece of the past is museum exhibit’ included in County Focus by Gouverneur Tribune Press Inc. – Volume 2, No. 15, dated Friday November 1992. ↩︎
  34. Article entitled ‘Gouverneur Lace – a piece of the past is museum exhibit’ included in County Focus by Gouverneur Tribune Press Inc. – Volume 2, No. 15, dated Friday November 1992. ↩︎ ↩︎
  35. https://www.abandonedamerica.us/scranton-lace-factory ↩︎
  36. The Story of Nottingham Lace’ – guide to the ‘The Lace Hall’, written by Graham Black and Michael Eaton – 1988. ↩︎
  37. My great-grandmother, Polly Harriman, lived just a couple of doors down from Edwin, at number 7 Lilac Street, in January 1902 -This was at the time of her marriage to my great-grandfather, John Henry Williams – so my forbears and Edwin Roberts’ family may well have known each other. ↩︎
  38. ‘The Illustrated History of Nottingham’s Suburbs” by Geoffrey Oldfield (first published in 2003) – DB Publishing. Page 125. ↩︎
  39. http://www.beeston-notts.co.uk/industry_lace.shtml ↩︎
  40. Gouverneur Tribune Press edition dated 12th August 1931, page 3 column 2. ↩︎
  41. “Another place in Connecticut” presumably refers to the Tariffville mill. ↩︎
  42. By the time of the 1900 census Rosie had been adopted by factory Inspector Samuel E. Doane and his wife, Elizabeth. Her name had also been changed to ‘Mae’ (although its not clear whether this happened before or after the adoption – it may be significant that she is simply listed as an ‘Infant’ on her emigration papers in 1892, with the name ‘Elizabeth’ crossed out). At the time of her marriage to Henry Mott, in Hartford CT in1909, she was known as Mae Doane. Subsequently, her name was shown as Mae James Mott or Mae James Doane Mott, or combinations thereof. One slightly odd quirk is that, although Rosie/Mae was born on 21st June 1890, In Beeston, Nottinghamshire – and her sister Mary Elizabeth was born on 27th April1885 (and so was nearly five years older than her younger sibling) – the women appear to have almost ‘swapped’ birth years. At Mae’s death on the 30th May 1974, in Houston, Texas (where she had moved in 1970 to be with her daughter after the death of Henry Mott, and her sister, Mary Elizabeth who lived nearby in Hartford), her death certificate showed her date of birth as 21st June 1886, making her eighty-three years old at the time, and not eighty-seven as was reported. Conversely, in her naturalisation papers, Mary Elizabeth gave her date of birth as 27th April 1990, and not 1885, thus knocking five years off her age. However, this was mitigated by the newspaper obituary at the time of her death at St. Francis’ Hospital, Hartford CT, in October1970, which gave her age, correctly, as eighty-five years. Mary Elizabeth lodged with Mae and clearly kept in touch, so it would be interesting to know if this was a subterfuge that they had deliberately cooked up together! ↩︎
  43. Mabel’s naturalisation paper corroborate UK passenger lists which show a departure from Liverpool on 4th March 1892. She also states that they arrive din New York on 16th March. ↩︎
  44. Quite apart form the fact that Charles is not shown living with the family on 1st June 1900 (the date of the census) a man fitting Charles description in every respect, including date and place of birth, date of marriage and occupation, is shown as being held in Connecticut State Prison, in the town of Wethersfield, Connecticut on census night. ↩︎
  45. David Hallam hypothesises, in his 2014 blog post on the Beeston Lace Making industry, that George appears as an apprentice on the 1871 census in the Wilkinson household at http://www.beeston-notts.co.uk/industry_lace.shtml – his explanation is as follows, ” The entry for the family in the 1871 Census (Piece 3554 Folio 75 – New Chilwell, Notts) is particularly curious, being either a misunderstanding by the enumerator or deliberately misleading information provided by the family. The head of household is recorded as ‘Elizabeth Stephenson’, Unmarried, 36, Silk Woollen Manufacturer, b. Plumtree, Nottinghamshire. Her two sons, recorded as Francis and Herbert d’ L Stephenson, aged 2 and 7 months respectively, are both recorded as born in Chilwell.
    Amongst several residents described as ‘Assistant in Warehouse’ is a ‘James Wilkinson’, aged 36, b. Hucknall, Nottinghamshire. This latter individual seems to be almost certainly Francis as all details fit, other that his forename. It is possible that ‘Francis’ written on the household schedule (not now, of course, available) was transcribed as ‘James’ by the enumerator when writing his summary schedule. No alternative entry has been found”.  ↩︎

Acknowledgments.

Huge thanks to Joe Laurenza at https://www.gouverneurmuseum.org for giving up his time to show me around the amazing museum at Gouverneur NY, and for providing so much of my invaluable source material.

The title “Well-skilled to weave…” is taken from ‘The Lace Maker’ by James Francis Hollings (1835).

Other resources that I have used in telling this story (not necessarily credited in the footnotes) are: