Various Subjects of 1889

by Charles Henry Stott

Charles Stott was my great, great-grandfather and he wrote a book which came down through the family, finally ending up with me. Many of the articles it contained were fascinating and now a part of social history.

By reproducing the articles here means I can share a slice of life in the late 1800s.

The book preface reads:

THE articles that are here reprinted, but not in the order they are given, were

“Written for the Oldham Express”

During the three years that the writer had the pleasure of contributing to that paper. The readers have made inquiries may now be pleased to see the writer’s name, which has been previously withheld, and some may regret that many other articles, that were contributed do not appear it is hoped, however, that those that are elected with be of interest to all who read them.

CHARLES HENRY STOTT
WHALLEY RANGE,
MANCHESTER
OCTOBER, 1889

The book consists of 228 pages and some of the subjects covered are Social Clubs, The British and Foreign Bible Society, An Orthopaedic Hospital, A Children’s hospital, The Oldham Infirmary, Manchester Royal Jubilee Exhibition, The Italian Exhibition, Starvation Garner, Vegetarianism, and The Church Army.

A lot are of historical interest, which is why I wanted to share. Over the coming months, I will be adding more articles, and if you are subscriber, you will get them automatically but you can always come back to this page to see what is available.

Many of the articles it contains are fascinating because it is a social history of life in the late 1800s. The writing style is very different from today, and so is his outlook on society.

Some of the articles are discriminatory by today’s standards, but I have decided to post them just as they are, without tampering with his original words.

The Tall Men’s Club – coming soon
Holidays
Henshaws Society For the Blind
The Oldham Infirmary
A Visit to Kersal Cell

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Ramblings from a Writer's Mind

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Once again I have been motivated to write by something I heard on the radio, a passing comment made during a documentary about playing bass guitar.

While on the surface one might ask what has a guitar, or playing music, got to do with writing fiction, or writing anything for that matter?

I agree that it is a valid question because when you play music you usually play in front of an audience. You may practice alone, or with a small group of musicians, but when it comes to getting your art ‘out there’ you seek an audience. It is a public performance.

Whereas, for us writers, we have a rather insular art form in comparison. We write alone, proofread alone, edit and re-write alone. Sometimes we may ask someone to read our work, to give feedback or to help proof it. But generally writing is a reclusive business…

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Christmas Poetry

– reblogged from Stevie Turner ‘s site.

Stevie suggested we share our Christmas peoems, so if you have one you would like to share, post the link in the comments and I will post it on the run up to Chrimstas.

CHRISTMAS EVE

The clock ticks on as I lie and wait,
My stocking along my bed,
I wonder if he’ll come while I’m awake,
The man with the beard dressed in red.

Out of the window I see the moon,
It’s watching me trying to sleep.
Will Father Christmas come soon?
Will he tip toe with quietened feet?

Out of the window falls the snow,
Little bits then lots and lots.
How will he see where to go?
I hope he doesn’t get lost!

Does he remember the way here?
Does he know which is my gate?
Have I been good this year?
Getting to school never late?

Can he tell if I’m still awake?
What if I see him, what if I peep?
Will he hear any noises I make?
Oh! Will I ever fall asleep!

Will I ever see the early morn?
Will it always be the night?
How I long to see the dawn,
To see my bedroom bathed in light.

I don’t remember falling asleep.
I don’t remember seeing Santa come,
Feeling something heavy at my feet,
Leaping from bed, he’s been and gone!

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Island Tales

When I came to live on this island two and half years ago, we had a dog. It was fun exploring, but sadly she was old and our adventures were limited.

When she died, we were never getting another one. Eight months late, we thad Tilly, also a Yorkshire terrier. This time a puppy as Jodie was a rescue dog, coming to us when  when she was eight.

IMG_2833Tilly is now just over a year old and we venture out to explore every day again. We couldn’t let Jodie off the lead. So it’s a pleasure to see Tilly running in the big open spaces, be it fields, parks or beaches.

What we never foresaw is how we would end up with a second dog. Meggy came to us via a charity, having been rescued from a puppy farm. She was about four, had no name and the most traumatised dog I have ever seen.

When I was a child, Mum and Dad had a King Charles spaniel and sadly she died young. I Screen Shot 2018-11-29 at 10.35.52never imagined I’d have the same type one day. Meggy is wonderful, and great off the lead. She follows me everywhere and gets on well with Tilly, despite Tilly hanging off her ears sometimes!

To watch both dogs running together is a joy I never expected. Did you dogs can smile? Their tongues loll  at one side, and their teeth are on show. There is no mistaking the look of pleasure.. You can see it in this photo of Meggy and I’ve seen the same look on Tilly.

One of the many places we can taken them is Penrhos Coastal Park and Nature Reserve. It sits between the village of Valley and the town of Holyhead. It’s a natural habitat for the red squirrel. As a child, I saw many in our parks but as the years went on the grey squirrel appeared and the red, disappeared.

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I have seen three since I arrived on the island. One ran across the road in front of my car. Then two recently at Penrhos.

There are many paths to follow, some more dense with trees. On the perimeter there are beaches, and even a hill with a seat on the top that gives great views over the sea.

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Some years ago I had a replacement knee and for the first time I could walk unaided. I made it to the top of the hill and was very proud of myself. Sitting down, I was admiring the views when an old lady with a walking stick passed sprightly by. It took the wind out of my sails, and I didn’t feel so clever after all!

One thing I enjoy is how the dogs walk along side me as we venture down the different paths. Tilly is still learning and as other dogs approach, I’m able to keep her back from going to great them. She wants to jump up their legs as if they are all her friends. I don’t want her to do that as not all people are dog lovers. She learns fast and I’m proud that she is such a good girl. Meggy is naturally shy and stays by my side.

Many years ago Penrhos used to be an estate with a big house. The house has long gone but many of the out buildings and dry stoned walls still remain. A lot are in disrepair, which only adds to the charm. The stones and slate used is mined on the island and have been used for building for hundreds of years.

Some buildings have been restored, a roof put on, and a seat inside. A nice place to be amongst the trees to sit and contemplate whilst admiring the different typles foliage, and enjoying the fresh scented air.

IIMG_2585 recently came across this bench and it caught my eye because it had four colourful flowers at each of the legs.

Many of the paths are sign posted and wheelchair friendly, although I’ve never seen a wheelchair there, it also means its fine for prams, and there are plenty of those.

Recently I’ve found a new interest – painted rocks. Facebook has a group called Anglesey Rocks, I’ve mentioned it previously on this blog.

Anyone can paint the rocks and hide them for others to find. Kids and adults love it. The simple making and hiding is a lot of fun. Once the rocks are discovered a picture is posted on the Facebook group. It’s quite thrilling seeing mine posted there and re-hidden for others to find. They don’t just stay on the island. One of mine ended up in Copenhagen. You can see the full article here.

I went twice to Penrhos recently and didn’t find any. It made me smile because people were walking around with cameras, and looking up at  trees trying to spot a red squirrel. Then, there was me, a grandmother, on a bigger quest searching for painted rocks! On my next visit I found two and was so excited. My husband muttered something about – ‘Little things…..’

Once more, I count my blessings. I love my new island life. From living in the big city of Manchester, I always knew I was a country girl at heart. I loved my holidays here and walking through Penrhos with its natural beautify settles my soul. When I would return to real life to the built up city streets, part of me was always left behind. I yearned to be back, to smell the fresh, clean air and feel the sea breeze on my face again.

Now we, hubby, and I, are retired we get do this every day, whenever want.  What could be better?

 

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I even found a naturally made heart on a tree.