Post by Deleted on Apr 5, 2009 3:11:45 GMT -5
I have made a little discovery which I thought may be of interest to other Glasson researchers particularly if they are researching the Madron families.
John and Christian Glasson (nee Uren) farmed at Polpeor as did a number of their children and grandchildren. One such son was Joseph Glasson the husband of Wilmot Quick (sorry about that, had to slip the name in). Joseph and Wilmot had nine children including my direct descendant William Glasson, baptised at Uny Lelant in 1821 and married Emma Roach at Lelant in 1846.
Among their nine children was my great grandfather Joseph, and his brother Paul Roach Glasson. Joseph emigrated to New Zealand in 1879 with his new bride Eliza Jane Maddern. Paul had emigrated to New Zealand a year earlier and settled south of Christchurch at a place called Temuka.
Paul married Emily Hyde Crompton in February 1883 at Temuka and by the time he went out for a walk on the 21st December 1887 he had fathered three children; William, James and Mary Jane. When he set off for his walk he took his trusty old shotgun and his two young boys with him. When he stopped along the road to talk to a neighbour by the name of Mr Woodley, the boys got impatient and started playing around his feet. It was at that time that one of the boys touched the gun which went off and took away half of the unfortunate Paul's face resulting in his death some two or so hours later.
Using the insurance money of 150 pounds widow Emily and the three children returned to Cornwall, however Emily returned to New Zealand in 1890 with two of her children, minus James. Emily remarried to a certain Mr Lewis and lived in North Canterbury, at a small place called Eyreton.
Young James was left with his uncle John Glasson and aunt Mary (nee Arundel) in Penzance and grew up there until he joined the Royal Navy in 1902. From his service papers it shows that he was fortunate enough to sail to New Zealand, however once he got there he tried to run away, well actually he did succeed in running away but they caught him. This was one of many cases of insubordination which finally saw him leave the Royal Navy.
But he did not shirk his duty and while living and working at Hayle in April 1915 he signed up for the Cornwall Pioneers (DCLI) and went off to serve in France. He struggled with his health and he soon transferred to a tunnelling company (251) (he was a true Cornishman - 5' 5" tall) and went back to France for a second time. By this time he was a corporal. Late in 1916 he was diagnosed with pulmonary tuberculosis which saw him discharged as no longer fit for service in December 1916.
The only other piece of information that I had was that he died at Redruth on the 6th January 1920.
However the other night somebody asked me about James and I started to idly peruse my notes. I realised that if he died in 1920 then his grave would be under the care of the Commonwealth War Graves Commission as his date of death fell within the official war years. So I searched for him on their website and found that he was buried in the extension to the St Uny cemetery at Redruth. Then I saw that there was some additional information - that James was the husband of Mary Evelyn Gebbie, formerly Glasson, of Oxford in North Canterbury, New Zealand. No I thought they have got it wrong, he was her son. But his mother's name was Emily I thought - maybe James came to New Zealand after the war. Then it struck me - maybe he married after his discharge in 1916. Sure enough - early 1917 to Mary Evelyn Martin at Redruth. Three children; Ruth in 1916, Percy Lorraine 1917, and Victor James in 1919.
After the death of James in 1920 Mary Evelyn emigrated to New Zealand and joined her mother in law at Eyreton, then in 1922 she married Mr John Gebbie. Now the interesting thing for me is that I have had the marriage and death details for Percy and the death details for Victor ever since I started researching the Glassons in New Zealand. I knew all about who their parents were and where they were born - but only last night did I realise that they are my second cousins who were living about 20 minutes up the road.
Just goes to show that if you keep looking there is a good chance you will find what you are looking for.
Lannanta
John and Christian Glasson (nee Uren) farmed at Polpeor as did a number of their children and grandchildren. One such son was Joseph Glasson the husband of Wilmot Quick (sorry about that, had to slip the name in). Joseph and Wilmot had nine children including my direct descendant William Glasson, baptised at Uny Lelant in 1821 and married Emma Roach at Lelant in 1846.
Among their nine children was my great grandfather Joseph, and his brother Paul Roach Glasson. Joseph emigrated to New Zealand in 1879 with his new bride Eliza Jane Maddern. Paul had emigrated to New Zealand a year earlier and settled south of Christchurch at a place called Temuka.
Paul married Emily Hyde Crompton in February 1883 at Temuka and by the time he went out for a walk on the 21st December 1887 he had fathered three children; William, James and Mary Jane. When he set off for his walk he took his trusty old shotgun and his two young boys with him. When he stopped along the road to talk to a neighbour by the name of Mr Woodley, the boys got impatient and started playing around his feet. It was at that time that one of the boys touched the gun which went off and took away half of the unfortunate Paul's face resulting in his death some two or so hours later.
Using the insurance money of 150 pounds widow Emily and the three children returned to Cornwall, however Emily returned to New Zealand in 1890 with two of her children, minus James. Emily remarried to a certain Mr Lewis and lived in North Canterbury, at a small place called Eyreton.
Young James was left with his uncle John Glasson and aunt Mary (nee Arundel) in Penzance and grew up there until he joined the Royal Navy in 1902. From his service papers it shows that he was fortunate enough to sail to New Zealand, however once he got there he tried to run away, well actually he did succeed in running away but they caught him. This was one of many cases of insubordination which finally saw him leave the Royal Navy.
But he did not shirk his duty and while living and working at Hayle in April 1915 he signed up for the Cornwall Pioneers (DCLI) and went off to serve in France. He struggled with his health and he soon transferred to a tunnelling company (251) (he was a true Cornishman - 5' 5" tall) and went back to France for a second time. By this time he was a corporal. Late in 1916 he was diagnosed with pulmonary tuberculosis which saw him discharged as no longer fit for service in December 1916.
The only other piece of information that I had was that he died at Redruth on the 6th January 1920.
However the other night somebody asked me about James and I started to idly peruse my notes. I realised that if he died in 1920 then his grave would be under the care of the Commonwealth War Graves Commission as his date of death fell within the official war years. So I searched for him on their website and found that he was buried in the extension to the St Uny cemetery at Redruth. Then I saw that there was some additional information - that James was the husband of Mary Evelyn Gebbie, formerly Glasson, of Oxford in North Canterbury, New Zealand. No I thought they have got it wrong, he was her son. But his mother's name was Emily I thought - maybe James came to New Zealand after the war. Then it struck me - maybe he married after his discharge in 1916. Sure enough - early 1917 to Mary Evelyn Martin at Redruth. Three children; Ruth in 1916, Percy Lorraine 1917, and Victor James in 1919.
After the death of James in 1920 Mary Evelyn emigrated to New Zealand and joined her mother in law at Eyreton, then in 1922 she married Mr John Gebbie. Now the interesting thing for me is that I have had the marriage and death details for Percy and the death details for Victor ever since I started researching the Glassons in New Zealand. I knew all about who their parents were and where they were born - but only last night did I realise that they are my second cousins who were living about 20 minutes up the road.
Just goes to show that if you keep looking there is a good chance you will find what you are looking for.
Lannanta
