Yes and it was dealt with according to the mores of the times,early 1900’s.
A young woman had a child before marriage.
Married and there was another child of that union.
Parted from her husband who was twice her age.
Became pregnant by we know not who!
Concealed the pregnancy from her father with whom she and her two children were living.
Her mother had been dead for many years and her stepmother was in an institution.
Baby born whilst father at work,Midwife in attendance and she called later in the day as was the custom,and baby was dead.
Now ,the woman MU S T have been tightly corsetted as no one suspected a pregnancy,so if any harm to baby from that ?
There had to be a Dr’s death cert ,but he did not attend so another called and he would not issue one as too long had elapsed and it had to go for a Coroner’s inquest.
Meanwhile young woman pestering her father to get the baby buried - ?
Father comes home from work ,gets shotgun down from a rack (where it was stored) to shoot a rabbit for the pot . It had been left loaded and from a range of about six feet ,it banged on the table,went off and she was in direct line.
Mind you it was late on a November afternoon ( he was a miner and the shift ended about 4 O’clock but then a long walk home to the extremely remote cottage where he lived) and it would be darkish .
The two little boys gave evidence they heard the bang on the table then the gun going off .
Given she was an unmarried mother,then had separated after another baby ostensibly her husband’s,then had another baby she was a fallen woman in the eyes of the community of strict Methodists and Baptists.
The trial opened after the P.M ( done on the kitchen table) but the baby was of no consequence,its cause of death overlooked completely,not even a name just” Female”.
The father served only 18 months as he had been in prison already for 18 months so 3 years in total.There had been a re-trial.
A group and I got a small plaque made as the young woman and her baby were in the same coffin and we only think we know where she is buried,next to my G. Grandparents . They were my paternal G Grandparents and my Grandmother was first cousin to the young woman,her father and my G,Grandfather were brothers.
It seemed a light sentence, but no doubt her past misdemeanours would count in his favour in those days 1914.
The plaque was attached to the remaining walls of the house which was never lived in again.
It simply says “ In memory of
Xxx xxxx and her un -named baby girl.
Their dates .
Who died here.
Erected by relatives who wish thrm to be remembered.
Then our names.
The whole thing was hushed up and the two boys lived with uncles in other villages.
Later generations had no idea of the events but a book about the area revealed all and then a bundle of newspapers stuffed behind a gargantuan
piece of furniture were discovered when the occupant of the house died.
Older people knew of it all but ranks were closed and the two boys had a good kind upbringing and it was just forgotten.
My Dad knew from his mother but I would have liked to have asked people nearer to it all but you do not break a silence like that just for your own curiosity.
So sad,especially that little life .
Did the mother harm the baby ? As there was no post mortem we will never know.
The shotgun had a fault and seemingly a heavy pull so——-? Was that accudental or ,as voices had been raised ,a flash of anger?
So there we are .
Manslaughter was the verdict but the evidence of the older boy was discounted as he broke down and the presiding magistrate deemed him to be “ of low intelligence”, I mean he had seen his mother’s head almost blown off at point blank range, the crime scene photographs show blood up the wall behind where she was sitting to six feet high .
The house was left almost within minutes as their grandfather whisked the boys to their uncles in the village,
He must have left the door open as the photographs show dead leaves blown in ,on the floor.The fender pushed aside and the stool turned over.
The body stayed there with the baby’s until the funeral and they were in the same coffin ,carried by neighbours the long walk to the Baptist chapel .
A low mound seems to be their grave,when my O.H and I went to the graves,we tidied and planted a small bush for the people in the three graves we know of and a little evergreen for the mum and he baby.
Only two weeks ago someone asked me where the mum and baby were buried.I could only say where we think it is.
Viktoria.