Welcome to RootsChat Suriniji!
Thank you so much for joining this thread! How extraordinary it feels to hear from a descendant of Michael!
I am very interested to know what became of this family as they were lodgers and friends with my own ancestors and shared the fate of becoming co-defendants in that sad and infamous trial.
There are so many questions and mystery, it is hard to know where to start. Aside from the murder, I do wonder about the interconnectedness of the Conroy/Miller and Anderson families. I suspect the Jane Anderson age 9 who seemed to be with Tibby & family in 1841 may have been of some family relationship with them. A Jane Anderson of that age went on to marry Jacob Miller (son of Jacob Miller) and she became the Mother of Isabella Miller who married my Great Grandfather's brother Thomas Conroy. Isabella's brother Michael Miller married Elizabeth Watson who was the daughter of my Great Grandfather's sister Mary Watson nee Conroy. From various records and newspaper reports I do think these families were familiar and interconnected with each other.
I do know that there are descendants of Jacob and Jane Miller nee in my area. (Tyneside) Although, I do not know them personally. At one point, I hoped to contact a descendant from this Conroy/Miller/Anderson line who was also very interested in family history but this person died in tragic circumstances before I could contact.
Just out of curiosity, have you had dna tested? If so, I wonder if you might match with descendants of Jacob and Jane, which might lend support that Jane Miller nee Anderson was related to Tibby.
I do feel sorry that Tibby (Isabella) lost her son Michael for good it would seem. I think this scene as depicted in the Newcastle Guardian and Tyne Mercury dated 2 August 1856 is really quite sad and you can imagine the state of her anguish ..
... 'Outside the Moot Hall where the prisoner was tried, Mrs Allen (who was made familiar by the Matfen Murder for which she was also arraigned as "old Tibby Anderson") was standing on Tuesday afternoon waiting the result of her son's trial, and when it was communicated to her, she threw her arms about in a state of wild and frantic excitement, and wrung her hands in despair, crying out "they had transported her innocent bairn". So great was the crowd that congregated around her, that she had ultimately to be driven off the ground by the police.'