My favourite great aunt Lizzie (Elizabeth Williams) was born today in 1877, in Pear Tree Green, Sholing, Hampshire. I heard about her when I was quite a young child, being ‘seen and not heard’ …. and listening in to adult conversation while I sat ‘reading’ quietly, with ears flapping !! She’s the one who ‘was a naughty girl and ran away to Canada, but she made good as she married the mayor’. Intriguing; so when 50 years after hearing this snippet I started on the FH, and found she emigrated to Canada in 1898 …. I assumed pregnant ! But no, (look at that wasp waist in the photo !) She met and married George Walmsley Stubbs from Manchester who had gone to Canada aged 16 in 1888, with his two brothers . They married in Carberry, Manitoba, in 1899, and returned to UK for a visit in the summer of 1900. George was photographed then in an enormous bear skin coat, which according to my mother, made everyone laugh as the weather was so warm ! Hence, it was probably summer.
Elizabeth and George travelled in a covered waggon for several years looking for land to buy, across the Canadian prairies and also in Montana in the US. She gave birth to two sons during this period (in the waggon ?) and they finally bought land to farm on the Saskatchewan/Alberta border near Lloydminster. Two daughters were born there. They lived on the farm until the 1930’s when they sold up and moved to Kelowna in BC. She did ‘marry the mayor’ …. for George acted as temporary mayor for several months before a new one was elected. I never have discovered why she was ‘a naughty girl’, but it wasn’t as I had initially thought !
All through the war and into the 1950’s Elizabeth sent her sister, my grandmother, food parcels, and often included a little gift for me. She died 20 years after George, in 1960 aged 81, and is buried in Westbank, Kelowna. I found out a lot about her after discovering her obit. which my mother had used to line a drawer ! Shall I relate how Mum came to have the obit ? Yes !
When mother lived in London, she had a friend who was going out to BC to visit family for three months, and while she was there, she happened to pick up a local paper and saw the obit ! She cut it out, and on her return, took it to my mother wondering if this was her aunt ! What a lucky co-incidence. Elizabeths sister (my grandmother) had pre-deceased her, and presumably Elizabeths grand-children hadn’t a clue who she had been writing to for 60 years back in England …. but seeing their names listed on the obit. gave me the clue I needed to get started in tracing them, and I did, and later visited many of them in Canada.