Monday, February 05, 2007

Overton May 24th 1880


On May 24th Robert and Eddy send George these charming letters. Both are keen to show their prowess at arithmatic with a selection of calculations on the bottom of each letter. Robert has perfected long division while seven year old Eddy adds decimals.

Dear brother Eddy and I have been very ill we are quite well now we have four cats, four cows, four horses, fifteen hens, sixty three chickens, forty six lambs, one hundread and four sheep, one dog, four ducks, twenty one geese and three pigs, seven cattle and th colt are gone to Muzzart. I and georgey Went with them, and we expect to sow swedes in a couple of weeks

mother and father send their love to you mother is going to write to you to night

rember me to gorge and hedley

I remain
your affectionate
brother


Robert Bevan




dear brother
robert and I have been very ill we have had measles and had to stay in bed three days we are quite well now and mother lets us go out again. We washed the sheep as on Friday and if the weather is fine we expect to shear them on tuesday your strawberys are in blossom georgy took the trap to killay station to meet jane and morgan on friday tell georgy and hedley we can do sums and write in coppy give our love to them and tell them we hope to see them in gow soon.
I remain your affectionate brother eddy
The following letter is from a Roberts cousin not yet identified, but makes amusing reading. University Hall was for students of theology and moral philosophy.

University Hall,
Gordon Square,
LONDON W.C.

Dear George,

How are you this long time? You are now I suppose just out of your apprenticeship while Ihave got several years more. However I must not complain as I have a tolerably jolly time of it.

On looking up I see that my windows [wet]. That is owing to the men in the rooms above trying to douse me with water. We paid them out a couple of nights ago though. They were looking out of the window at about 11.30 pm Some friends & myself were also looking at it from the room above. On seeing them put their heads out of the wndow we could not resist the temptation. So we showered upon them some of [crease and holes in paper] somehow or another they did not seem to appreciate it for they pulled their heads in rather more quickly than they put them out.

I saw Hannah when I was in Swansea town. Appears to agree with her for she was looking remarkably well. I asked her if she had heard from you, but was told that you had not written to her, at which I was very much surprised for I know that if I had sisters I should feel it to be one of my greatest pleasures to write to them. I told her I would tell you about it. I went to Chapel this morning but I am afraid that I did not behave myself extremely well as I was wanting to have a good laugh pretty nearly the whole of the time. There were four of us (all medicals) in the pew (it only holds four) but only three of us held sittings there the fourth being just taken by a Mrs. Smith & I was expecting every moment to see her come in. I was fancying what sort of woman she might be thinking that perhaps she was stout with large crinoline perhaps & umbrella also perhaps with a hymn book and Bible and if such a lady as that did come in what a commotion she would make by trying to squeeze her fifth in the place of four well with all this in my mind I was wanting to laugh pretty nearly the whole of the time. There was a collection and as I was handing up the box it slipped & nearly fell. This sent the four of us off and I don't think I was ever in such agony in my life, but after two explosions which I made as near like coughing as possible I managed to regain my countenance.

Remember me to your Aunt & Uncle also to your cousins whom I have not the pleasure of knowing, and wish kind regards hoping you are well.

Believe me,

Yours sincerely

J.S.H. Roberts

Overton May 4th 1880


The crops are looking very promising about here & the dry fine weather, with yesterdays rain was just what we needed.

Sil is expecting to spend the Whit Sunday & Monday in Swansea with Jane to rest a bit after working so hard sowing barley.

George Gibbs has had a misfortune in losing Boxer his horse on Saturday night, they have one young one 3 years old, besides old Pedlar he is very feeble. I think Sil is going with George to Swansea fair on Saturday to buy another. Our two mares, Lyster & Bright are in foal this year & Sil is very pleased with our Boxer who is very quiet in saddle and harness.

A plan has been proposed in Horton Sunday School for some of the big scholars to prepare papers on the lessons but I do not think it will every be practised. Pitton tea meeting will beheld on Thursday next & I shall be going, possibly with Sil, if all is well.

Silvanus and I went up to Castle this afternoon, as the school board meets at Oxwich this evening and Silvanus is an honorary member.

A General election in April 1880 returned a Liberal government after six years of Conservative rule. In the grip of both an industrial and agricultural depression, the country at large was disappointed and disillusioned with the Conservative government. With 112 seats and a majority of over 50, Gladstone was Prime Minister for the second time.

The promise of a reform of the property law to ease the burden on tenant farmers and with Joseph Chamberlain as President of the Board of Trade, modernisation became the buzz word of 1880 politics.

Silvanus and George continue the topical political debate in their letters. It is difficult to assess how much of the discussion is gentle banter between the two brothers, especially in the incomplete letter written by Silvanus on 27th April.




Overton Gower
April 1st 1880

My Dear Brother,

I duly received your letter and was glad to hear you are quite well & able to discuss politics so well, I think you had better leave the ranks of the Tories & join those of the Whigs I felt greatly relieved on reading your letter I did not think your party had the interest of the country i.e. at home, so much to heart, as to pass those few good laws that you enumerated, to shorten my letter, let me refer you to page seven in the Cambrian & there you will see a great many things they would not do, they were too much occupied with their “spirited” foreign policy, by which they have tarnished and degraded the very name of our nation by upholding the rotten, mislead, despotism of Turkey. Why not have signed the Berlin Memorandum? & acted jointly with the other powers of Europe in establishing good laws, and order, in the oppressed provinces of Turkey, instead of leaving (the) it in the hands of Russia and thus prevented a unjust and worthless war, & then when both combatants were quite exhausted, to step in for a share of the spoil with such menacing as sending the fleet up the Dardenells & such expressions as “when the sword is drawn justice shall be done” on the back of a very great injustice, at the cost of six millions, which would have done far more good & more honourable had it been distributed to feed our starving poor at home, to be relieved of taxes is very good to be sure but I like to “pay as we go” not to be adding to our nationall debt, which with the Conservatives in power will soon get too heavy a burden to bear and this hasten the time when your bands of pilgrims will be visiting our ruin towns etc.

Just think of the Zulu war with its immense cost of lives & money which you Conservatives so boldly undertook but could not find a man competent to bring it to a honourable conclusion, of your own party, were obliged to send a Liberal (Ld Garnet) to settle that dificult problem, & now you have a nother in Afghanistan which is nothing less than a sore on the late Cabinet’s head) which none of your doctors can cure.

You will see a letter in the Cambrian by “Informant” owning to Irish & Conservative rogues, I have almost been ruined, but however, I hope we shall have a more enlightened government, next! Which I think is pretty sure.

Please send a conservative paper sometimes & Punch ever week till the election is over.

We had a good Tea Meeting on Good Friday. Jane was home from Thursday until Tuesday, and Morgan and Frank, except Saturday.

Hannah went to Swansea yesterday to begin her term today for two years learning the Millinery & dressmaking she is to lodge with Jane at 22 George Street.

We have nearly finished ploughing for barley but have not sown much.

Hoping this will find you quite well & every success to the Liberals.

I remain
Your affection
Brother S. Bevan



Llandudno
April 12th




Dear Brother,

I have been scribbling a few political facts for your perusal during your spare time, I hope they may open your eyes to see the things in the right way. Since we have touched on politics, we may as well, express our opinions, however simple they may be, for ifwe live I hope we shall have the priveledge of a vote or perhaps be honoured as a candidate & member but I fear Owr lot Lorbad.

The applause of listening serious to command
The threat of pain or ruin to dispise
To scatter Plenty ore a smilling land
And read our history in a nations eyes
We shall more likely, along the
Cool sequesterd vale of life, Persue
The voiceless terror of our way
Whatever may be our lot, there is
no harm in gathering all knowledge
that we may be enlightened on all
subjects. And be interesting to those
with whom we come in contact. Amen



I am glad to say that I am quite well and hope you are the same. We are all sorry to hear of the ravages of the scarlet fever down there. Aunt thinks it would be a wise plan & a preventive for you to get some sulphur and burn in the rooms, you can buy it at the chemists it does not cost very much per lb. The way to do it is to heat an old pan red hot and put in the room on a tray or large stone and then drip a few lumps of sulpher into it. Close all holes & put something at the foot of the door to keep all the smoke in the room. It is warranted to kill all moths fleas, Bugs 7 beetles as well as to prevent fever. Aunt and the children are all gone to Betws y Coed for a little while. And Mr. Bevan went upon Saturday and I expect him back this Evening.

I remain,
Your Aff. Brother
George



Overton, Gower
April 27th 80

My dear Brother,

We are all quite well at present and have been expecting to hear from you since your last, because Mother wrote about three weeks ago to enquire about the measurement of your drawers etc. as I suppose you want new ones, please let us know per return whether you received her letter or not, we are not surprised at your delay in answering it, because it is characteristic of Conservation to neglect home duties, for the brag and bunkum! Of her foreign policy, no doubt you are very despondent now you have suffered such an unparalleled defeat you certainly are valiant fellows with all your great and grand achievements in maintaining the integrity and raising the glory of our nation to be able, only to return 2 to members of the principality of Wales. So you see your leader has had the sack. Without a character the nation would not be led on in blindness any further. You remember the secrecy brought to light through the publication of a confidential clerk, just before the Berlin congress, & that we evidently would have been at war with Russia had not it been for the zealous efforts of the Liberals who brought such a pressure to bear on the turn of events that happily we escaped a disastrous war & now the country has gratefully repaid them for their untiring energy in attempting to protect her trade and commerce and general welfare & now we feel thankful that ……


Once more the flow of manly fervour rules,
And checks the bloody, fratricidal strife,
Redeems our Manhood from the clutch of fools,
And lightens up the peaceful charms of life.

I am verily grevied that you are so blindly mislead by Jingoism & would urge you to turn from the evil of your ways, for you are fast becoming (instead of [becoming] your father’s pride and Mother’s joy) your fathers shame and mother’s sorrow, by your darkness through unbelief in ……….

Thursday, September 07, 2006

Overton March 9th 1880

Rowland was over here yesterday. He is down for a day or two to see his friends before settling down to business. He has taken a new shop in Cardiff and is fitting it up now. It will be under rent from the 25th. He left his place last Thursday. His address will now be "The Hayes, Cardiff."

We have but three lambs and have not sold the fat sheep yet. Several farmers in Gower have lost nearly every sheep they had. Fortunately we have not lost but three since harvest. I do not think any of ours are molten. If it is a late Spring we shall have hard work to keep them all alive.

22 George Street, Swansea March 3rd 1880

We are all glad to hear that George is well again. I thank God for His mercy. There has been a great deal of Fever about us. Mr Thomas' Son of Lake a lad of 15 has died and Mr Button of Pitton Cross he was only ill one week and leaves twelve children. A Widow at Pitton lost two children and several others around Burry have died. I trust we shall be spared another visit of this terrible malady.

I have been in town since Wednesday. I bought Hannah in to learn the Dress Making and Milinery at Miss Emery in Walters Road. She is lodging at Jane's not ten minutes walk from her work. I have stayed a few days for company for her. I shall miss Hannah very much. She was so good to help me at home but I trust she will learn to earn an honest living. We are trying to do our best for all the children.

I was sorry to have to tell dear George that we cannot help him about the clothes just now. I think it is the first time we have had to refuse him. I've told him to enquire the cost of a coat and trousers and when Mr. Abraham pays all we will see what we can do. It has cost us a great deal to fit out Jane and now Hannah again and we have had such a bad season. We have no wheat or potatoes to sell and very little Barley so that Money for extras is very short as we must pay our Rents and Wages. I am sorry to disappoint George but we must not get in debt. We will do what we can to help him as soon as possible. I have Flannel home to make him some shirts and drawers. I have sent a tape measure for him to measure the length of his drawers and round the waist and also the wrist and collars of his shirts. I will have them made as soon as I hear from him.

I am going home tonight it seems as if I had been away a fortnight. Ellen is not very well and Jane has been poorly but is better. They were all down spending their Easter holidays. Frank is quite well and very pleased to have me in for a few days.

Overton February 26th 1880

We have not head from Llandudno this week and I have got anxious about George but I hope no news is good news and that they are all nearly well again. George must take care not to take cold as it is very dangerous after Fever. There has been some cases of Scarlet Fever at Burry and Mr Thomas' son is ill with it. I hope we shall escape it this time we have had bad colds. I have made Sill some gruel and given him a cough mixture tonight. Elizzie is not very well. Silvanus is very well and very busy. He has been out at some job or another every day during the week. I heard from Jane wanting to know how George is. We are thinking to go to Swansea on Saturday and Jane is coming home for a few days.

Frank is quite well also. He is very busy in the shop this week taking down stock and has been in until 12 pm every night. He says he is very tired and very glad it is over.

We are very busy when the weather is fine but food is very short for the sheep. Silvanus says we shall have hard work to keep them alive until the Spring as the Swedes are nearly done.

Poor old John Bevan is very Poorly keeping his Bed.

We are going to kill two Pigs tomorrow morning for the Butcher.

Overton February 18th 1880

It is very wet here now and we have not finished sowing wheat. Frank has promised the children he will pay a penny to the one that sees the first lamb first but we have not one yet. Edmund was full of excitement to discover that one of the geese has laid an egg. We have twenty fat sheep to sell. We now have five young chicken and a young calf. The colt appears to be very quiet and George Bevan rode him to Moors without anything untoward. Sill has today been putting a wire fence round the fields on the burrows.

Overton February 16th 1880

Received a letter today from William telling that all are getting better and he hopes George will soon be able to resume his usual duties. We have all had bad colds. Sill has a swelled face with the toothache.

The scarlet fever is very bad in Swansea. One of Margaret little boys has died in it. He was buried in Port Eynon today. Margaret was up here she inquired kindly after George and was sorry to hear he had been so ill.

We heard from Frank yesterday he seems to be getting on pretty well and Jane too but she misses the noise and row at home.

Mary Gibbs has run away from home again her son has been brought up to Overton to save expense and Mary did not like it and so she went away. Miss N. Beynon of hills has also started she has got a situation in London. So we are two less in the village.

The weather has been very wet and stormy here. Sill went away today with two cattle to Parkmill and got a thorough wetting.

Hannah had a Valentine on Saturday from Rowland. We haven't seen or heard of him for a long time.


Two year old John Taylor was buried at St. Cattwg on 16th February 1880. His mother Margaret was born in Knelston and the 1881 census describes her as living at 47 Western Street, Swansea with her hushand William aged 33, born in Port Eynon, a Driver Wagoner Carter and their two remaining sons - William George aged 8 and Albert Jenkin 1 year old. They also have a lodger living with them, William Henry Price, a 22 year old blacksmith from Shrewsbury.

Overton February 10th 1880

I was anxious to hear from Llandudno that they have all been ill with colds and that George has Scarlet Fever. William has had to call the doctor in. There have been several cases of Scarlet Fever hereabouts. Silvanus also has a bad cold but went to Swansea on Saturday in William Steven's buss. We intended going together in the trap only the weather was too bad. He saw Jane and Morgan who are keeping very well although he detects that Jane is a little homesick. Our feeding cattle is going away on Monday morning, Mr. W. Abraham bought them. Sil is taming in the colt. Harriet has been collecting for the Missionary Society and has got 14/- much less than Hannah gathered last year.

Thursday, June 22, 2006

Overton January 20th 1880

Although barely able to keep my eyes open, I cannot let the day close without recording the events.

Today our beloved Jane married Morgan Bevan at St. Cattwgs.

The day began early as I had plenty to do even though the fowl I roasted yesterday. The wedding party set out at 8 o'clock. Silvanus and my brother Francis, Jane and Sill, Morgan and Lizzie and George Bevan and his sister Mary. Sill said they were showered in rice and that rounds of musketery announced their arrival. The Rev. W. Mellan conducted the ceremony.

Matilda and Mary joined us for the wedding breakfast along with Harriet and the children, Jane Bevan from Horton and Frank. Morgan's parents came over soon after breakfast to spend the day and the Rev. Mellan presided at the dinner table.

Jane and Morgan left for Cardiff by carriage at about four o'clock. They will be staying with Rowland over night before going to Rumney for a few days.

We had such a jolly day and I only wish George could have joined us too. The children spent the evening playing all manner of games and Francis amused them with some of his clever acts of conjuring. The party scarcely broke up before the morning.

The house will seem very strange without Jane. I shall miss both her company and her help, especially her sewing skills. Morgan is a good man but I do worry about Jane's health. The typhoid epidemic of '77 robbed her of vitality and she weakens very easily. First George, then Frank, now Jane have flown the nest.

Thursday, June 01, 2006

Kennexstone Remembered by Glyn Rogers

The farm at Overton where Ann and Silvanus Bevan worked and raised their large family continues to operate today with additional holiday accommodation on site as well. For a window on what farming life in Gower was like in the 18th and 19th centuries recommended reading is - Kennexstone Remembered by Glyn Rogers published by The Llanrhidian History Group.

The distinctive red farmhouse was transplanted stone by stone in the 1950s to the then newly created National Museum of Welsh Life at St. Fagans. During the dismantling process experts were able to date the farmhouse to about 1630 when it was then a much smaller structure with only the parlour and a loft above. Once reassembled the house was furnished in the style of 1790 and in the custom of the day painted red to protect the occupants against evil spirits.

In Kennexstone Remembered Glyn Rogers recounts his family history back across nine generations to John Rogers (senior) of Llangennith, the signatory on a deed dated 1708. Extracts from Rowland Rogers farm account books 1774-1786 include - Rowland Rogers Agreed with Elinor Evan the 30th Day of August 1785 for £3=12s a year to be his covenant servant til the 30th Day of August 1786. A record of the work done by Marrish Richard in 1777 includes 'one Day thrashing of Wheat 6d; one Day spreading of Lime 6d.'

Containing a wealth of family and local photographs, Glyn brings farming life in Gower up to date. Talking to Pat Williams of Llanrhidian History Group, Glyn concludes:

"I have seen great changes in Gower - the days of farm workers coming to our house for a game of bagatelle under the oil lamp have long gone, but we enjoyed such simple pleasures. Tractors have replaced horses; potato planters and precision drills have made the farmer's life much easier. But there was a wonderful community spirit in those days when we all had to help each other, and some wonderful characters around who could always tell a good story!"

Kennexstone Remembered by Glyn Rogers ISBN 0-9547450-1-9 £7.50 is available from www.gwales.com.

Today the distinctive red thatched farmhouse is set in a piece of land behind the galleries at the National Museum of Welsh Life at St. Fagans. These photographs show the recently planted field behind the house, the orchard and cottage garden - courtesy of Leah Bevan.




Wednesday, May 31, 2006

Gower - Now and then


The Gower peninsula is a mere 19 miles long and just eight miles broad at its widest point, crisscrossed by footpaths and peppered with earthworks and megalithic monuments, barrows and dolmen like the huge Arthur’s Stone at Reynoldstone, dating from c. 2500 BC and believed to be a communal burial place for the first Gower farmers.
The topography of the Gower peninsula is varied with coast cliffs, sand dunes and salt marshes, woodland and open common and a soil quality among the best in the British Isles. Although enjoying a relatively mild climate, the coastline is frequently battered by fierce winter storms and as the Bevan letters reveal, it is frequently very wet.
Today a popular holiday destination, particularly with walkers and water sport enthusiasts, there are campsites, caravan parks, small hotels and guesthouses aplenty. The Bevan letters too, record a stream of 19th century summer visitors, usually members of the extended family who were expected to lend a hand at busy times in the agricultural calendar. In old age, Ann writes to George on June 17th 1920 “I hear all the lodgings are let in Horton, Porteynon & Overton & crowds come by Motor nearly everyday.” A world away from 1879 when Frank left for Swansea by horse drawn Buss.
The Bevan letters are written in English and no reference is made to the family being Welsh speaking. Infact, Silvanus' brother William makes a joke of his young nephew George's predicament when he writes a progress report dated May 13th 1876. "You would be amused to see him go up to some of the Welsh customers to serve them and when he cannot understand what they say he looks up at them and says 'dina cumtraeg.'"
George kept up a steady stream of correspondence with his mother, brothers and sisters and his cousin Rowland, also an ironmonger, working in Cardiff. He was an enthusiastic poet and an occasional contributor to the letter pages of the Cambrian. Here are two examples of his writing.

Gower as a watering place

Sir,

Your Correspondent “Incognito” has given us a glowing description of Rossilly and its neighbourhood but has left unmentioned scenes in Gower equally as beautiful and as grand. The Beauty of the bay of Oxwich has been appreciated by the many excursionists who have visited in and the ivy mantled walls of its castle has won the admiration of Both tourist and visitor. Reynoldstone situated on the side of Cefn Bryn near to the celebrated Arthur’s Stone is a spot full of charms for the visitor from town and Penrice situated amongst the woods with its castle and Roman encampment is a fine field for antiquarian studies and the Botanist will find among the woods choicest specimens of ferns & wild flowers & Horton and Porteynon possess fine sands for Bathing and the scenery is grand. The reason these places have not been the resort of healthy & pleasure seekers is that there is but little accomodation and for the present there seems to be no remedy for this defect as the land being left in the present holder entail he is unable to sell the freehold of his land and no one care to build on anothers land and so Gower remains almost unknown but the Gowerian looks forward to the time when the laws of entail shall be abolished and the ground landlord can sell the freehold of his land when stately dwellings shall be reared and Horton & Porteynon be extended to meet each other forming a Grand Crescent and promenade along the beautiful Bay, when a magnificent pier shall extend from the centre and pleasure steamer find regular employment in conveying the crowds of visitors who shall resort thither to breathe its solubriuous and health giving air when the bay shall be crowded with pleasure boats and the sands be covered with merry children building sand castles for the rising tide to wash away. When instead of the solitary pillar box a grand post office shall be reared and the telegraph flash their wants to every part of the land, when the whistle of the railway engine shall rouse the drowsy cattle in their meadows and a station illuminated with gas from Porteynon gas works be erected on the slop on Moorcorner hill. Hoping their expectations may be realised
I am
Sir
A Constant Visitor



A Rambling piece about Gower home

Dear parents Brothers Sisters all
Gathered within the sacred wall
Of Gowers homeliest home
The spot where first I drew my breath
Where first my eyes beheld the earth
With all its happiness adorned.

Where first my lips were taught to speak
And first my feet were taught to run
Twas there my life began.
Where first to school I did repair
With washed hands & combed hair
To learn to read and gather knowledge.

When as I wandered through Gowerian vales
Heard from the age’d men mysterious tales
Of white robed Ghosts
How in the midnight hours these spirits were
Seen by some wise one flying in the air
Or perched upon the Hedge where two roads crossed.

How in the days of the dark ages past
When murder rode unbridled and the sword
Of each was turned
Against his fellow and for love of blood
They killed the young the noble and the fair
Nor spared the head, tho crowned with hoary hair

How even now where some foul murder did take place
The spirit of the murdered victim comes alone
At Midnight’s hour
To view the spot where cruel murdering death
Had met it and despoiled it of the case
Of clay, that linked it to the earth.

How long ago when giants ruled the land
And hurled from place to place colossal Rocks
Like grains of Sand
How one of these sons of Hercules
Walking for pleasure o’er Gowerian meads
Felt in his foot a twitch of sharpest pain.

What ails my foot he cries as with
His mighty hands he doth untie the chains
Which tightly bind
His shoe which larger than any boat
In which the fisherman go forth
Or ever floated in Port Eynon Bay
Made of the leather tan’d from mammoth hide
Which he had slain when hunting o’er the land
The seems were sewn
With ropes as large as those a tugboat takes
To tow storm beaten ships unto some anchoring
Or neath the shelter of some high and towering rock place.

He drew his boot from off his foot and looked
Within and saw what seemed to him
A small a tiny stone
He took his shoe and turned it upside down
And with his hand he lightly tapped the sole
And out upon the ground the stone it fell

He took it in his hand and looked on it
Then placing it between his finger and his thumb
Snapped them and sent
It flying through the air nor did it stay its course
Untill it reached a hill called Cefn Bryn
And there today known now as Arthur’s Stone it stands

And thus by tales mysterious such as these
The aged rustics filled my heart with fright
And oft I’ve dreamed
That passing some lone corner in the night
I’ve seen the white and fleshless form of ghosts
And heard the mighty giants tread

Often the evening when I’ve had to pass
Some corner where they say a man had murdered been
I’ve held my breath
And quick and quiet on tip toes have run
Until I’ve gained the village or have left
The supposed haunted corner out of sight

The young and rising prodgeny of Gower
Were in those dark and superstitious days
Afraid to roam
After the sun had set behind the western hills
And left the world in darkness and in Gloom
From out the straw thatched cottages they called their home

But knowledge has displayed a brightening ray
And chased the superstitious gloom away
That hung o’er Gower
For years past no ghost within her borders been
Save one twas said on Crowtor had been seen
But that was proved to be a false alarm
But I was doomed from Gower far to roam
In eighteen seventy five I left my home
For Weston School
Here by learned masters was with care dispensed
A more expensive and higher class of knowledge
Then in the village school could be obtained

Nine months I spent in gathering knowledge there
Then said to school goodbye and in Llandudno was
Apprenticed to a trade
Here fortune followed me and kindly gave
A happy home untied by stringent that make
The life of an apprentice boy the existence of a Slave

Four years was spent acquiring all the means
Which tradesmen use to get their Customers to buy
Their Merchandize
These over still in the same shop I stay
And for my master use my talents & my time
But twas not for to tell you all the tricks
Which tradesmen use to sell their paltry wares
I did invoke the muse
Nor was it for to tell the startling tales
Of giants taller than the hills of Wales
Or to portray the likeness of ghosts

But twas when Christmas, and around the fire
A happy circle you will gathered be
Then think of me
And when with all good Gower things refreshed
High be your spirits and with jocund mirth
You spend your Christmas happiest family on earth

Then think of one so far away from home
And I of you will think and ever pray
That when another year has rolled
And Christmas comes again twill find
You all a happy circle gathered there
Without a place unoccupied without a vacant chair
Still healthy Joyous blyth & free
On earth the happiest family
G.B. Dec. 1880

Wednesday, May 17, 2006

Bank notes and pints of beer cont...an early letter


The Anchor Brewery once stood on what is now the site of the reconstructed Globe Theatre. With its closure in 1981 a 365 year history of brewing was brought to an end. Courage, the then owners, transferred their operations to a new brewery at Worton Grange, Reading.

The brewery was established by James Monger the elder in 1616, and by 1666 his successor Josiah Child was supplying the navy with beer and had thus adopted the familiar sign of the Anchor as an early trade mark.

But it was under the ownership of Ralph Thrale, Member of Parliament for Southwark between 1741 and 1747 that the brewery expanded, producing 46,100 barrels in 1750 and with net assets of £72,000. Upon his death Ralph's son Henry inherited the brewery and continued its expansion and redevelopment. He built Borough House within the nine acre brewery site at Southwark with the less than salubrious address Deadman's Place. Samuel Johnson, the 17th century lexicographer and family friend of the Thrales, occupied an appartment at Borough House.

The Anchor Brewery survived declining fortunes during times of war and only narrowly avoided being burnt down by the anti-papists revolutionaries in the Gordon Riots of 1780 but with Henry Thrale's death in 1781 and no sons to follow him into the business his widow Hester had no option but to sell the brewery. Barclay Quaker family and her husband's former manager John Perkins, whose wife Amelia Bevan was the widow of Timothy Bevan bought the business for £135,000. Silvanus (married to Louisa Kendall Bevan) became a sleeping partner in the firm, paying a quarter of the total purchase price. Samuel Johnson was the executor of his old friend Henry Thrale's will and upon the sale of the brewery to Barclay & Perkins, commented: "We are not to sell a parcel of boilers and vats, but the potentiality of growing rich beyond the dream of avarice."

Barclay, Perkins & Co., became something of a national institution. Dickens referred to the establishment in his novel David Copperfield first published in monthly instalments during 1849-50. The irrepressibly optimistic Micawber family consider the brewery trade to be ideal employment for Mr. Micawber - 'I will not conceal from you, my dear Mr. Copperfield,' said Mrs. Micawber, 'that I have long felt the Brewing business to be particularly adapted to Mr. Micawber. Look at Barclay and Perkins! Look at Truman, Hanbury, and Buxton! It is on that extensive footing that Mr. Micawber, I know from my own knowledge of him, is calculated to shine; and the profits, I am told, are e-NOR-MOUS! But if Mr. Micawber cannot get into those firms - which decline to answer his letters, when he offers his services even in an inferior capacity - what is the use of dwelling upon that idea? None. I may have a conviction that Mr. Micawber's manners -'

Barclay, Perkins & Co., became the best known brewer of export stout with one of their regular customers being the Empress of Russia and at the beginning of the 19th century they were rated as one of the principle porter breweries, producing 264,405 barrels in 1810-11 and 270,259 in 1811-12.

By 1815 Barclay, Perkins & Co had become the leading brewery in London, receiving visitors from both home and abroad, including a German prince who in the summer of 1827 was recorded as saying about the building 'the vastness of its dimensions renders almost romantic' Peter Ackroyd - London - The Biography.

In 1787 Scottish brewer John Courage purchased a brewery at Horselydown, where Tower Bridge now stands, at Shad Thames, just a couple of miles down the Thames from the site of Thrale's brewery. It was from this address that Robert George writes the following to his sister Jane and her husband George Bevan, Ann's parents, at Oxwich Castle.

Anchor Brewhouse,
Horselydown,
London S.E.
Augt. 22nd 1866

Dear George,

I received your kind note and I am happy to say I am getting much better than I was but I cannot promise to be with you on Saturday next. Should I be well enough on the folling Saty I will drop you a line to that effect. Poor Marys (his and Jane's sister) sudden death I join with you gives us all a solemn warning to put our house in order, and we may thank the Lord we have lived so long - I suppose poor Mary made her little worldly affairs all right as she had but her daughter & son to share what she had to leave.

I had a long letter from Harriott (another sister) reporting the exploits of Elizabeth Dunn Late George, which I presume you know all about. I have not heard anything about her but from Harriott's letter and I hope that will be all I shall hear. I wrote a few lines to Harriott on Monday I hope they are all well at Porteynon. I suppose you stopped at Tybach(?) on your way to Clemenstone, and I hope they are well in health and also in Trade - according to Harriotts letter respecting Mrs Roberts a singular Freak of Nature after 7 years quiet to again become productive.

I suppose you do not hear much of Sam's Model Wife but more when please God when I see you for the present my kind my best to Jane your self and all the rest of our family Porteynon people included and I remain dear George and Jane


Your ever Afft. Brother
Rob. George
Robert was one of seven George children baptised at St. Andrew's Church, Penrice, Thomas in 1788; Hannah 1790; John 1791; Harriet 1795; James 1797; Mary 1793 and Robert in 1799. Anne's mother Jane was baptised on 13th May 1802 at Dailly in Ayrshire. Their father James originally came from Horningsham, a small village 4 miles from Warminster in Wiltshire and was employed as a land agent for C.R.M. Talbot for 60 years, responsible for collecting rents from the tenants of the large Penrice estate.
Robert was apprenticed to a cooper at the age of 15 and in September of 1820 he left home to pursue his trade in London. Robert's contact in the metropolis was a Mr. Holland, a friend of his father's, who had family connections within the brewery trade and was confident of securing Robert a position.
Robert recorded his early experiences in a journal which was later passed to his elder sister Harriet after his death, extracts of which were published in the Journal of the Gower Society Vol. 20.
Robert set sail from Porteynon on a ship belonging to his brother-lin-law Samuel Gibbs, Harriet's husband, with a consignment of oysters bound for Bristol. The passage took 12 hours and upon arriving in Bristol Robert caught a coach to London, travelling through the night. He writes: "Not knowing the nature of London, and filled with an idea, from hearing so many strange stories in the country, I expected that every person I met was a robber and thought I should be very well off if I got to my journey's end alive."
Robert gained employment with a Mr. Evans, working under a cooper by the name of Clerk. He writes in his diary - "the work I found very hard, but no more difficult than what I had been used to."
In the winter of 1820 Robert suffered a bout of illness which confined him to his bed for three weeks and caused him to draw heavily on his meagre nest egg. Long episodes of unemployment followed during which time he had to pawn first his watch and then his coat. By the end of his first year and a half in London, Robert was seriously considering emigrating. However, the following letter reveals that he was still in the brewery trade in London in 1839.
Nicholaston Hall 22nd Dec 1839
My dear Robert,
It is with extreme grief, that I have to inform you of the loss of your dear Mother. She died on Friday evening last about 8 o'clock, after suffering sever illness for six weeks, but Thank God she was quite resigned, quite easy and sensible to the last, your Sisters (all but Mary), and George, and Samuel, was here at the time, which was great consolation to us, we expected Mary here, but from her not coming, we are afraid that illness prevented her. The funeral is to be on Tuesday next, and I cannot express the grief which we are all suffering under, but I pray the Lord will give us strength to indure this visitation of trouble and that we may hasten to prepare our selves for the same change which your dear Mother has under gone, we shall all be glad to hear from you soon, and hoping this will find you in good helath all your friends join with me, in the kindest love to you, and
I remain,
Your affectionate Father,
James George
Mr Robert George
92 Tooley Street,
Southwark,
London.
Census returns reveal that Robert remained in the brewery trade but as a clerk rather than a cooper. For over twenty years he lodged at various addresses along the Shad Thames stretch of Bermondsey. In 1841 he was living at 92 Tooley Street, close to his place of work at the Anchor Brewery. He is described as being aged 35, a clerk. By 1851 he had moved to 10 Prospect Row where he is described as a Brewers Clerk born in Glamorganshire. In 1861 Robert if one of three boarders lodging at 39 Charles Street, Horselydown with Joseph Simpson, a mariner and his wife Elizabeth. Robert, now aged 60 he is recorded as a clerk to a brewer. His situation definitely improved and he apparently died a prosperous man. Robert died on 21st February 1870 at his London home and was buried in Norwood Cemetery. His death was announced in the Cambrian.

In the mid 1950s the two London based breweries merged to form Courage, Barclay & Perkins.

Photograph - Barclays Brewery 1829

Monday, May 15, 2006

How it all began......bank notes and pints of beer


In 1923 Audrey Nona Gamble published an ambitious work entitled A History of the Bevan Family in which she states, "The ancient family of Bevan derives its descent from Jestyn-ap-Gwrgant, the last Prince of Glamorgan, who lived at Cardiff Castle about 1030AD."

The average family historian is cautious in claiming any ancestors before 1538 when Henry VIII's Vicar General, Thomas Cromwell ordered that each parish priest should keep registers of the baptisms, marriages and burials taking place in his parish. However, Mrs. Gamble, relying upon Dr. Nicholas and Rev. Thomas Evans "who in 1864 made a careful investigation of Registers and Records" confidently lists a 20 generation descent from the Prince of Glamorgan to Jenkin-ap-Evan who married Elizabeth, daughter of Rev. Peter After in the parish church of St. Mary's at Rhossili circa 1620. Jenkin anglicised his Welsh surname creating the new one of Bevan.

Before revealing her own family history, Mrs. Gamble links to this one by placing Francis Bevan, one of Jenkin and Elizabeth's sons, at Oxwich Castle in 1694. Another of Jenkin and Elizabeth's sons, William, was the founding father of a more famous branch of the family and the one from which Mrs. Gamble traces her descent.

Born in Rhossili in 1627 William and his wife Priscilla raised their family in Swansea where William was a merchant, serving for many years as an Alderman. He became a Quaker, presumably influenced by the preaching of the founder of the Society of Friends, George Fox, when he visited South Wales in the mid 17th century. William is recorded as being imprisoned for two years for refusing to pay Church Rates and Tithes according to his religious convictions. William built a Friends Meeting House in Swansea and it was in the graveyard there alongside his wife Priscilla that he was buried in 1702.

William's fourth son, Silvanus, continued to live in Swansea, taking an active role in the commercial activities of the increasingly prosperous port. He was Burgess of the City and rented various plots of land 'near the lower white Tile; Kae Back near the Ashclose and a House and Garden at the Parsonage.'

Silvanus continued to practise his father's faith although apparently did not take such an active role in religious affairs as he had. He married Jane Phillips, the daughter of a Swansea Quaker and they had eleven children - six daughters - Hester, Priscilla, Mary, Elizabeth, Susannah and Rebecca - of his sons, William Aquila, Paul, Silvanus and Timothy, it is the latter two who made their mark on two institutions which were far removed from parochial Swansea.
Silvanus died on 4th December 1725. He had maintained his link with the Gower and his will revealed he owned property at Penclawdd, Llanrhidian.

Silvanus (1691-1765) travelled to London as a young man and served a seven year apothecary apprenticeship with a master by the name of Thomas Mayleigh. Gaining admittance to the Freedom of the Society of Apothecaries on 5th July 1715, Silvanus set up in practise at No. 2 Plough Court just off Lombard Street and on 10th November that same year married Elizabeth Quare at the Quaker Meeting House in White Hart Court, Gracechurch Street. Sadly Elizabeth died a year later, giving birth to their child, a boy who died hours later. Silvanus remained alone at Plough Court for two years before marrying Martha Heathcote in 1719.

The pharmacy prospered and in 1725 Silvanus took over the lease on 3 Plough Court and expanded his business, the same year that Silvanus was elected to the Fellowship of the Royal Society. His younger brother Timothy joined him at Plough Court about this time and in 1731 was himself admitted as a member of the Society of Apothecaries.

Towards the end of his life, Silvanus left Plough Court and practised as a physican from his home in Hackney. His circle of acquaintances was wide and included William Penn, the Quaker founder of Pennsylvania of whom Silvanus carved a likeness. Silvanus died on June 5th 1765 at Hackney and is buried at Bunhill Fields.

Silvanus died childless and it is his brother Timothy who connects the Bevan family to new business opportunities with his two influential marriages. The first one was to Elizabeth, daughter of linendraper David Barclay by whom he had three surviving children, Silvanus, Timothy and Priscilla. His second marriage was to Hannah Gurney, daughter of the philanthropic Gurney Quaker family from Norwich of whom the prison reforming Elizabeth Fry nee Gurney was a descendant.

In 1766 the pharmacy at Plough Court was advertised as Timothy Bevan & Sons, Druggist and Chymists, Plow Court but the following year Silvanus left to become a partner in his mother's family banking firm. Established in 1690, Barclays Bank operated out of premises in Lombard Street, the centre of trading activities for merchants, goldsmiths, jewellers and coin dealers and just a stonesthrow away from Plough Court. By the beginning of the 19th century this 'Quaker' bank was known by the name of its owners Barclay, Bevan, Tritton and Co.

Timothy's younger son, also named Timothy, continued in the pharmaceutical partnership until his death in 1773. Upon his father's retirement in 1775, Joseph Gurney Bevan took over the running of the business, the only child of Timothy's second marriage. The establishment at Plough Court continued to develop, maintaining the principle of good quality products retailing at a fair price and moving into a new, foreign market where trade was hampered by the American Revolution of 1776 and the Napoleonic wars that began in 1792.

Joseph Gurney Bevan married Mary Plumstead in 1776 but the couple had no children. He retired from Plough Court in July 1794 and two years later Joseph and Mary moved to Stoke Newington where he occupied himself with literary and religious matters. He wrote biographies of leading Quakers such as Isaac Pennington and Robert Barclay and was editior of a small Quaker journal called Piety Promoted.

With no children to inherit the business, Joseph Gurney Bevan was succeeded by Samuel Mildred. At the beginning of 1795 Mildred took Bevan's clerk, William Allen into partnership with him and thus began the development of Allen and Hanburys Ltd., a pharmaceutical empire which in 1927 employed approximately 2,000 people in not only London but throughout Europe into Egypt and as far east as Shanghi, the forerunner of the global GlaxoSmithKline conglomerate.

Returning to Joseph's brother Silvanus who joined the family banking firm of Barclays - it is with him that the family fortunes escalate but also the long held connection with the Quakers is lost. In 1769 Silvanus married Isabella Wakefield, the daughter of a Westmoreland Quaker family. However Isabella died of fever just seven months later. When Silvanus remarried four years later it was to Louisa Kendall, the daughter of another London banking family, but not a Quaker. At this time it was Quaker policy to disown all members who married out of the Society, which must have had serious implications both professionally and personally for Silvanus.

Silvanus and Louisa lived in London where six of their seven sons were baptised at various churches within the City - Bishopsgate, St. Edmunds; St. Giles-in-the-Fields and St. George's, Hanover Square. In 1793 Silvanus bought Swallowfield Park near Reading where the family lived for five years and youngest son Richard was born. From here they moved to a large estate, Riddlesworth Hall, near Thetford in Norfolk and in 1814 the family moved to Fosbury House in Wiltshire. Silvanus divided his year between Fosbury, his London home at 31 Gloucester Place and Collingwood House, Brighton. Described as a farmer it is doubtful he enjoyed the same hands-on experience as his namesake at Overton!

Silvanus and Louisa's eldest son David continued to invest heavily in property. Anxious that his eldest, newly married son, Robert Cooper Lee Bevan should live close by, David bought the lease on the Trent Park Estate, 1,000 acres of Middlesex countryside, now home to the University of Middlesex.

Robert experienced a religious conversion at the age of 27 and 'renounced worldly pleasures and henceforth devoted himself wholeheartedly to the things of God', writes Mrs. Gamble. Towards the end of his life he divided his time between Trent Park, Fosbury House and Chalet Passiflora, a villa in Cannes.

About this time, Ann's husband Silvanus was tramping on foot around the Gower countryside, travelling between chapels at Horton, Porteynon and Pitton, preaching his own modest Methodist tract.

And so Mrs. Gamble concludes her Bevan Family History with a biography of her own father, Francis Augustus, second son of Robert Cooper Lee Bevan and his first wife Agneta. Born ten years after Overton Silvanus, Francis was educated privately at home before entering Harrow. After completing his education he enjoyed two years of foreign travel before joining the family firm at Lombard Street. Among his interests were the arts, cricket, riding and travel. Mrs. Gamble paints an affectionate picture of her father, a man 'destined' for a political career but who was prevented from entering parliament on the grounds of ill health. A man who devoted much of his time to the church and philanthropic causes such as The London City Mission, The Church Patronage Trust, The Colonial and Continental Church Society and Christs Hospital.

Francis Augustus and Silvanus both led a life of service to their work, their faith and their family but in every other respect were very far removed. In the 1881 census Francis Augustus and his wife Maria are recorded at 58 Prince's Gate where they are looked after by eight servants - a butler, a housekeeper, a Ladysmaid, two housemaids, a scullery maid, a footman and a page. Their four children, Leonard, Evelyn, Audrey (Mrs. Gamble to be) and Gytha were at Monken Hadley with six domestic servants and a garden labourer! At Overton Silvanus' live in help consists of his wife Ann and their six children.

Francis Augustus died on 31st August 1919 aged 79. Silvanus had predeceased him by five years, then aged 84. It is unlikely these two men ever met or even knew of eachother's existence, yet both were descended from Jenkin Bevan and his wife Elizabeth who married circa 1620 at the parish church of St. Mary at Rhossili - and if Mrs. Gamble's 1923 research can be substantiated - back as far as 1030AD and Jestyn-ap-Gwrgant, the last Prince of Glamorgan!

Photograph - Swallowfield Park home to Silvanus and Louisa Kendall Bevan