Another week is over and I must admit, I am far from being ready or prepared to write this post.
I’ve found it extremely hard to pick an ancestor to write about this week, I’ve also have had the bug from hell for over a week now and was very close to not writing a post this week. Self determination finally kicked in as I really don’t want to let my self down by failing this challenge , and also determined to not let these autoimmune diseases win, so here goes nothing.
Emily Shinkfield, my Greet, Great, Great-Grandmother was born on the 7th February 1857, at 3 Prince Street, Southampton, Hampshire, England, to Matthias Shinkfield and Amelia Penny.
Her father Matthias is working as a Seaman, Merchant service. Her mother Amilia registered her birth on the 18th march 1857.
Emily was christened at St Mary’s, Southampton, Hampshire, on the 1st march 1857.
On the 7th April 1861 the English and Wales census was taken, which finds Emily living with her mother Amelia, her two sisters Caroline and Eliza and her brother John Robert Shinkfield at Princes Street, Southampton. Their neighbours are William Phillips, his wife Elizabeth Phillips and their children, William Henry Phillips, Elizabeth Harriet Phillips and Sarah Phillips.
Emily’s father Matthias, dies on the 1st July 1866 in Southampton, Hampshire. I have ordered his death certificate, but unfortunately it hasn’t arrived in time. I will update the correct information as soon as I have received it.
On the 2nd April the 1871 census is taken. Emily is residing at, The Hampshire Female Orphan Asylum, Southampton, Hampshire. Emily is listed as a pupil. Sarah Jane Hill is the Matron of the orphanage.
I have no idea why she is there as her mother Amelia is still living at Princes Street, with her children Caroline, John, Amelia and Charles.
I wonder where Emily’s journey takes her over the next nine years? Would she have been in the orphanage the whole time? What would her life have been like? Why was she there? Was it just for education or couldn’t her mother afford to clothe, feed and keep a roof over her head? I have to admit, I’m pretty horrified by the fact my 3rd great-grandmother was put in such a place, its heartbreaking.
1880 brings Emily joy, as she marries my 3rd great-grandfather Alfred William Wheeler, on the 21st october 1880 at St Mary’s, Southampton, Hampshire. Finally she can find some peace, feel love and make a happier life for herself.
Emily and Alfred are both residing at Melbourne Street, Southampton.
Alfred is working as a labourer.
Alfred William Wheeler is the son of Alfred Wheeler, a humble, Labourer and Mary Allen.
Their witness are George Robinson and Ellen Louisa ? (I can not make out her surname.)
On the 3rd April 1881 the census is taken, which shows Emily and her husband Alfred living at Sutton Street, Wonston, Southampton. They have their niece Edith E Robinson living with them. Alfred is working as a Agricultural labourer.
Emily and Alfred have their first born, a son, Ernest Alfred Wheeler, between the months of January and March 1882, in the Southampton district.
Emily gives birth to their first daughter, Florence Kate Wheeler, between the months of October and December 1884 in the Winchester District.
Emily and Alfred baptise Ethel May on the 7th July 1886 at St Mary’s The Virgin, Mitcheldever, Hampshire.
Between the Months of July and September 1890 Emily and Alfred welcome their second son, Albert Edwin Wheeler, into the world. Albert Edwin was born in the South Stoneham, district.
On the eve of the 5th April 1991 the census return was taken, which shows Emily, Alfred and their children Ethel, Ernest, Albert and Florence, also Alfred’s brother, Edwin Wheeler, residing at Moorgreen, Westend, South Stoneham, Hampshire, England. Alfred and Edwin are both working as Agricultural Labourers.
Their neighbours are Robert L Webb, Julie Webb and their Children, Julie, Robert, William and James. Also Ernest Chalk, his wife Kate E Clalk and son Duncan E Chalk.
Emily’s paper trail runs dry up until the eve of 1901, when once again the census is taken. It shows the Wheeler family residing at Endle Street, Southampton, Hampshire. They have three boarders lodging with them called, Robert Airey, a Coal Porter from Eye, Suffolk, England, Charles Sail, a General Labourer from Hedge End, Hampshire, England and Henry Sail also a General Labourer from Southampton, Hampshire.
Their neighbours are William Stote, a Carter, his wife Emily and their two children Ernest and Nellie.
Between the months of January and March 1906, Emily’s mother Amelia dies in Southampton, Hampshire, England. Unfortunately her death certificate didn’t arrive in time but I will of course update her information when I have it, sorry about that.
I wonder how Emily felt? Did she feel abandoned by her mother? Was there any love lost between them?
I have so many questions, but no one that can answer them. Someone please hurry up and invent a time machine, I have people to meet and time to travel.
The 1911 census is upon them, it was the evening of the 2nd April, Alfred has filled out the census, in his ever so scribbly handwriting.
The family are residing at, Number 16 Millbank Street, Northam, Southampton.
They have Alfred’s brother Edwin Wheeler still living with them and also a lodger called Ann Brown.
Emily and Alfred have been married 30 years and they have had 4 children, they are extremely lucky as all 4 have survived infancy and are still living.
Alfred, Albert , Edwin are all working as Dock Labourers and Ernest is working as a Labourer in Shipping.
Emily’s paper trail once again goes dry until August 1931. As on the 18th August 1931 Emily dies. I am sorry to say I am still waiting on her death certificate so unfortunately I can not give you all her information, but don’t worry I will write an update post when all the certificates arrive in my inbox.
Her story does not end there, I believe I have found where and when she was buried, which has thrown a huge mystery into the mix. Let me try and explain.
I emailed the lovely, kind hearted gentleman I told you about last week, Bruce, and cheekly asked if he could have a quick look to see if he could find a burial for Emily. I know she died on the 18th August 1931 in the Southampton district and I had already found a burial for an Emily Wheeler, born about 1857, death date about 1931, which all fits but the burial location was for Felbridge, St Johns, Surrey, England, a 1 hour 57 minute drive away. It just didn’t seem right. Why would she be buried there, when she has spent all her life in Hampshire.
Bruce got on the case, and kindly found a burial for Emily in the Southampton Old Cemetery. The strange thing is she is buried with a Hatcher family. All the burial information seemed right, but I was rather puzzled as to why she would be buried with a different family.
As you may already know, the Hatcher surname is part of my dads family my parential line, so I had a quick look at my tree to see if the people buried with Emily Wheeler are in my dads family tree. Lo and behold there they are in black and white. John Henry Hatcher is my 3rd great uncle, son of my 3rd great-grandparents Charles Hatcher and Susan Luke, you may remember reading about them.
After some debating if we definitely had the right burial for Emily, I emailed Bruce, with Emily’s husbands death details, within minutes he had found the information which confirms, Emily is the right Emily, as Emily’s and Alfred address at time of their deaths/burials are the same and considering Alfred died only a short while after Emily, it had to be her.
So I am 99% confirm that Emily was buried at Southampton Old Cemetery, Southampton Hampshire, on the 22nd August 1931 at the age of 74.
She is buried in Row C, Block 173, Number 68.
Bruce ever so kindly visited her grave to check for a headstone, which sadly she doesn’t have, neither does her husband Alfred’s grave. I definitely need a lotto win so I can give all my ancestors the head stones they deserve.
I emailed my Nan and asked if she had any memories or knew anything about Emily, she told me that, if she remembers correctly Emily went blind later in life and that when my great Gran Eileen O’Connor took my Nan Doreen Willats to visit her Gran Emily, just after my Nan was born, that Emily put her hands out to feel her face so she could feel what my Nan looked like. How lovely is that. I haven’t explained that very well, have I?
Emily leaves behind many unanswerable questions, an ache in my heart as to what she must have lived through while being at the Orphan Asylum. I just can’t get my head around that fact, why was she there?
Sleep peacefully Great, Great, Great-Granny
Emily Wheeler Nee Shinkfield
1857 – 1931