Upper Level: George Clark 1807-1870 Lucy Hall 1811-1882

Saturday, April 4, 2009

George Clark 1807-1870 Lucy Hall 1811-1882

Priors Dean Church where most of the family was christened - The oldest parts of the building are 11th-century, either late Saxon or early Norman. The north door is Norman. The chancel is 13th-century Early English Gothic. The church was restored in 1856, when the Norman revival chancel arch was built and the bell turret and spire were added.

4th GGrandfather - ME

George Clark

Parents: William Clark and Elizabeth Pink
Christened: 1 Feb 1807 Priors Dean, Hamp, England
Note: Surname spelled Clarke on the record
Occupation: Agricultural Laborer (1841-1861)
Married: Lucy Hall 11 Jun 1829 Priors Dean, Hamp, England
Death: 24 Nov 1870 Barnett, Froxfield, Hamp, England
Buried
Sources
Christening: IGI Film 1595859 IT 10 Batch P009761 dated 1538-1812
Christening: England Births and Christenings 1538-1975 Film 1595859 Batch P00976-1
Marriage: IGI Film 1041287 Batch M009762 dated 1812-1837 1841
Marriage: England Marriages 1538-1973 Film 1041287 Batch M009762
Marriage: Pallots Marriage Index for England
1841 UK Census for Petersfield, Hamp, England (age 30)
1851 UK Census 3 Bow Lane, Prior's Dean, Eastmeon, Petersfield, Hamp, England (age 44)
1861 UK Census for Cuckold (Cockles) Row, Prior's Dean, East Meon, Hampshire, England (age 54)
Death: Free BMD Index Petersfield, Hampshire, England Vol 2C Page 104, line 301

4th GGrandmother - ME

Lucy Hall
Parents: William Hall and Elizabeth (unknown surname)
Born 6 May 1811
Christened 28 Jul 1811 Froxfield, Hamp, England
Died 17 Apr 1882 East Meon, Southampton, England COD: bronchitis/exhaustion
Buried
Sources
Birth and Christening: IGI film 1041260 Batch C145022 dated 1788-1876
Christening also: England Births and Christenings 1538-1975 Film 1596132 Batch I03895-3 it4
1841 UK Census for Petersfield, Hamp, England (age 30)
1851 UK Census 3 Bow Lane, Prior's Dean, Eastmeon, Petersfield, Hamp, England (age 40)
1861 UK Census for Cuckold (Cockles) Row, Prior's Dean, East Meon, Hampshire, England (age 48)
1871 Census Petersfield, Hamp, England (widow, age 59)
1881 Census Petersfield, Hamp, England (age 68, living with son George)
Online: http://home.comcast.net/~derek2000/tree/ggg_gp/luha1811.htm 2020 Note: this link is dead, but I leave it here because I did use it as a source
Death: St. Catherine's Index: Petersfield, Apr-Jun 1882, Vol 2c Page 87

CHILDREN

Elizabeth "Betsy"Clark
Christened 6 September 1829 Priors Dean, Hampshire, England
Occupation: (1851) Field Woman, (1881) Dressmaker
Married John Aldridge 6 October 1855 Petersfield, Hampshire, England
Children: John
Death: July 1895 Petersfield, Hampshire, England
Sources

1841 UK Census for Priors Dean, Hampshire, England (age 11)

1851 UK Census 3 Bow Lane, Priors Dean, Eastmeon, Petersfield, Hamp, England (age 22)

1861 UK Census Froxfield, Hampshire, England (age 31)

1871 UK Census Froxfield, Hampshire, England (age 42)

1881 UK Census 3 Pococks Cottages, Froxfield, Hampshire, England (age 51)

1891 UK Census Froxfield, Hampshire, England (age 61)

UK & Wales Death Index Volume 2C page 87

George Clark
Christened: 1 Jan 1832 Priors Dean, Hamp, England
Occupation: Servant (1851) Shepherd (1861-1881)
Married Emma Mecham 1857 Petersfield, Hampshire, England
Children: William, Charles, Mary Ann, Georgina, John
Died 1902
Buried
Sources
Christening: IGI Film 1041287 Batch C009762 dated 1812-1876
1841 UK Census for Priors Dean, Hamp, England (age 9)
1851 UK Census East Meon, Hampshire, England
1861 UK Census West Tisted, Hamp, England (age 29)
1871 UK Census East Meon, Hampshire, England (age 40, his mother in law with them)
1881 UK Census Lower Green, Hawkley, Petersfield, Hampshire (His mother is living with them)
1891 UK Census Hawkley, Petersfield, Hampshire
1901 UK Census Hawkley, Hampshire, England (age 61)
Death: Death Index
Diana Clark
Christened: 20 April 1834 Priors Dean, Hampshire England
Occupation: Servant (1851, working for the Bailey family)
Married
Children
Died
Buried
Sources
Christening: IGI Film 1041287 Batch C009762 dated 1812-1876
1841 UK Census for Priors Dean, Hamp, England (age 7)
1851 UK Census Ropley, Hamp, England (age 19, but should be 17)
William Clark
Christened: 16 Oct 1836 Priors Dean, Hamp, England
Occupations: (1861) Ostler according to marriage record and servant of Monk family in Census record (1871) Innkeeper (Harrow Inn) (1881) Ag Laborer
Marriage: Mary Ann Putman 6 Oct 1861 Petersfield, Hamp, England
Note: He was living in Leigh at the time of the marriage and it claims Mary Ann's father is James Bridger
Children: William, Mary, George, Frank, Albert, Louisa, Catherine, Henry, Charles
Death: 8 Nov 1887 Downgate, Steep, England
Cause of death: Spasmodic Asthemia. 6 years. Emphysema + Dilated Heart
Sources
Christening: IGI Film 1041287 Batch C009762 dated 1812-1876
Online: http://home.comcast.net/~derek2000/tree/gg_gp/wicl1836.htm 2020 Note: this link is dead, but I leave it here because I did use it as a source
Occupation: Census, Marriage certificate
Marriage: Marriage solemnized in the Parish church in the Parish of Petersfield in the County of Southampton - No. 211
1841 UK Census for Priors Dean, Hamp, England (age 4)
1851 UK Census Privett, Hampshire, England (age 14)
Note: servant of Durman family
1861 UK Census for Dragon Street, Petersfield, Hamp, England (24)
Note: servant of Monk family, surname spelled Clarke
1871 UK Census for Harrow Lane, Steep, Hamp, England (age 34)
1881 UK Census for Steep, Hamp, England (age 43)
Lucy Clark
Christened 28 April 1839 Priors Dean, Hamp, England
Occupation: (1861) Domestic Servant
Married Stephen Rogers 1862 Catherington, Hamp, England
Note: Catherington is about 11 miles away from Priors Dean
Children: William, Jane, Elizabeth, George, Alice, Edith, Louis, Helen, Agnes, Amy
Died 1917
Buried
Sources
1841 UK Census for Priors Dean, Petersfield, Hamp, England (age 2)
1851 UK Census 3 Bow Lane, Priors Dean, Eastmeon, Petersfield, Hamp, England (age 12)
1861 UK Census Cuckold Row, Priors Dean, East Meon, Hampshire, England (age 21)
1871 UK Census Portsea, Hampshire, England (age 31)
Note: record claims she was born in Chichester
1881 UK Census Portsea, Hampshire, England (age 42)
1891 UK Census Portsea, Hampshire, England (age 52)
Francis Clark
Christened 25 Dec 1841 Priors Dean, Hamp, England
Note: I think Francis may have gone to sea. There is an 1871 UK Census with a man that could be him, but claims his birth place was Portsmouth.
Sources
1851 UK Census 3 Bow Lane, Priors Dean, Eastmeon, Petersfield, Hamp, England (age 10)
1861 UK Census Priors Dean, Hampshire, England (age 18)
John Clark
Christened: 25 Jan 1846 Priors Dean, Hamp, England
Sources
IGI Film 1041287 Batch C009762 dated 1812-1876
1851 UK Census 3 Bow Lane, Priors Dean, Eastmeon, Petersfield, Hamp, England (age 6)

Bennett Clark Family
Colorized on My Heritage

*Bennett Clark
As a parent: https://upperlevelgen.blogspot.com/2009/04/bennett-clark-1849-1909-caroline.html

3rd GGrandfather

Born 2 Oct 1849
Christened: 16 Dec 1849 Priors Dean, Hamp, England
Occupation: Farm Laborer (listed in 1871 emigration information)
Married Caroline Welcome 1869
Children: Charles, William, Elizabeth, Alfred, Walter, Lucy, Joseph, Amasa, Charlotte, Edwin, Rosalla, Nellie, Parley
Assisted Emigration to New Zealand aboard the ship Merope, left 9 June 1871 arrived in New Zealand 25 August 1871
Arrived in America 1890
Died 9 Aug 1909 Warren, Weber, Utah
Buried 12 Aug 1909 Warren Cemetery, Weber, Utah
Sources

Bennett and Caroline's headstone

Birth Registration Petersfield, Hampshire, England Vol 7 page 117
Christening: IGI Film 1041287 Batch C009762 dated 1812-1876
1851 UK Census for 3 Bow Lane, Priors Dean, Eastmeon, Petersfield, Hamp, England (age 1, mistakenly names him as a daughter)
1861 UK Census for Cuckold Row, Prior's Dean, East Meon, Hampshire (age 11)
1871 UK Census Hunston, Sussex, England (age 21)
1900 US Census Warren, Weber, Utah
Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/60941/bennett-clark
Charles Clark
Christened: 24 Apr 1853 Priors Dean, Hamp, England
Married or children?
Died? He wasn't in the 1871 Census with his mother, who was widowed
Buried
Sources
Christening Record
1861 UK Census for Cuckold Row, Priors Dean, East Meon, Hamp, England (age 8)

3 comments:

AngelaNovember 26, 2011 at 3:43 PM
Hi I have been researching my ancestors and your Clark family from priors dean are also my ancestors.
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MichelleNovember 28, 2011 at 6:34 AM
Which of the Clark's do you descend from?
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UnknownJune 30, 2020 at 7:52 AM
Excellent as it gives credence to the information I have found. I am descended from Lucy Clark. Regards George
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From a Funeral Program

When I come to the end of the road

And the sun has set for me

I want no rites in a gloom-filled room

Why cry for a soul set free?

Miss me a little - but not for too long

And not with your head bowed low

Remember the love that we once shared

Miss me, but let me go.

For this is a journey that we all must take

And each must go alone

It's all part of the Master's plan

A step on the road to home.

When you are lonely and sick at heart

Go to the hills we know

And bury your sorrow among the trees

Miss me, but let me go.

The Line

Every minute someone leaves this world behind.
We are all in “the line” without knowing it.
We never know how many people are before us.
We can not move to the back of the line.
We can not step out of the line.
We can not avoid the line.

So while we wait in line -

Make moments count.
Make priorities.
Make the time.
Make your gifts known.
Make a nobody feel like a somebody.
Make your voice heard.
Make the small things big.
Make someone smile.
Make the change.
Make love.
Make up.
Make peace.
Make sure to tell your people they are loved.
Make sure to have no regrets.
Make sure you are ready.

I'm My Own Grandpa

Many, many years ago when I was 23,
I got married to a widow
who was as pretty as could be.
She had a grown up daughter
who had a hair of red.
My father fell in love with her
and soon the two were wed.
This made my dad my son-in-law
And changed my very life.
My daughter was my mother,
for she was my father's wife.
To complicate the matters worse,
although it brought me joy,
I soon became the father
of a bouncing baby boy.
My little baby then became a brother -in-law to dad
and so became my uncle though it made me very sad.
For if he was my uncle,
then that also made him brother to the widow's grown-up- daughter,
who of course, was my stepmother.
Father's wife then had a son,
who kept them on the run.
And he became my grandson, for he was my daughter's son.
My wife is now my mother's mother
and it makes me blue.
Because, although she is my wife,
she's my grandma too.
If my wife is my grandmother,
then I am her grandchild.
and every time I think of it,
it simply makes me wild.
For now I have become the strangest case you ever saw.
As the husband of my grandmother,
I am my own grandpa!

Quotes from the Prophets

President Gordon B Hinckley: "It is good to look to the past to gain appreciation for the present and perspective for the future. It is good to look upon the virtues of those who have gone before, to gain strength for whatever lies ahead. It is good to reflect upon the work of those who labored so hard and gained so little in this world, but out of whose dreams and early plans so well nurtured, has come a great harvest of which we are the beneficiaries. Their tremendous example can become a compelling motivation for us all, for each of us is a pioneer in his own life."

President Spencer W Kimball: "I hope to see us dissolve the artificial boundary line we so often place between missionary work and temple and genealogical work, because it is the same great redemptive work!"

President Joseph Fielding Smith: " The responsibility on behalf of our kindred dead rests with equal force on all, according to our individual ability and opportunities...the greatest and grandest duty of all is to labor for the dead."

The Passing of the Pot (Chamber Pot)

As far back in childhood
As memory may go
One household vessel greets me
That wasn't made for show
Beneath the bed twas anchored
Where only few could see
But served the entire family
With equal privacy
Some called the critter Peggy
And some the thundermug
And others called it badger
A few called it jug
To bring it in at evening
Was bad enough no doubt
But heaven help the person
Who had to take it out
Our big one was enormous
And would accomodate
A watermelon party
Composed of six or eight
When nights were dark and rainy
It was a useful urn
On icy winter mornings
The cold rim seemed to burn
At times when things were rushing
And business extra good
Each took his turn a waiting
Or did the best he could
Sometimes when in a hurry
To our disgust and shame
We fumbled in the darkness
And slightly missed our aim
The special one for company
Was decorated well
But just the same it rendered
That old familiar smell
Today this modernism
Relieves me a lot
And only in my vision
I see that homely pot.
(author unknown)

Poem about ancestors

Though steep is the path I follow today,
The footprints of time will show me the way.
For many have traveled a smiliar road,
And carried an equal of heavier load.

No troubles I face are new to this earth,
That man has not faced from time of his birth.
The route has been charted and roads have been paved
By legions before me who were stalwart and brave.

Their steps never faltered nor courage grew dim,
For they trusted the Lord and let Him led them.
If my faith and my trust remain steadfast and true,
God will guide and protect me in all that I do.
- Dolores Karides

The Elusive Ancestor

I went searching for an ancestor.
I cannot find him still.
He moved around from place to place
and did not leave a will.
He married where a courthouse burned.
He mended all his fences.
He avoided any man who came to
take the US census

He always kept his luggage packed,
This man who had no fame,
and every 20 years or so,
This rascal changed his name.
No one else inthis world is
searching for this elusive man,
so I play "Gene-solitaire"
To find him, if I can!

I'm told he's buried in a plot,
with tombstone he was blessed;
but the weather took engravings,
and some vandals took the rest.
He died before the county clerks
were appointed to keep records
No family Bible has emerged -
In spite of all my efforts.

To top it off, this elusive ancestor
who has caused me many groans -
left me even one more challenge:
He brothed a lady,
by the name of "Jones"!
(Got this from a publication
put out by the DUP organization
that names the author: Merrell Kenworthy)

Poem: Heaven's Door

If I should go before you,

If life on earth were through;

I'll stop just inside Heaven's door,

and there I'll wait for you.

You've but to look 'cross star filled skies,

Past the moon and then beyond;

To know my leaving could never break,

This heart's undying bond.

And if you should go before me,

If your journey on earth were through;

You know I will be close behind,

I'll never be far from you.

Across the span of time and space,

This love will reach this far;

For you'll always carry a bit of my heart,

No matter where you are.

Allison Chambers Coxsey©1995 ~ All Rights Reserved

Which Shall It Be? by Adelaide Proctor

Which shall it be?

"Which shall it be? Which shall it be?
I looked at John and John looked at me,
And when I found that I must speak,
My voice seemed strangely low and weak:
˜Tell me again what Robert said,"
And then I, listening, bent my head.
This is his letter:˜I will give
A house and land while you shall live,
If, in return, from out your seven,
One child to me for aye is given."

I looked at John's old garments worn;
I thought of all that he had borne
Of poverty, and work, and care,
Which I, though willing, could not share;
I thought of seven young mouths to feed,
Of seven little children's need,
And then of this.

˜Come, John,said I,
We'll choose among them as they lie
Asleep. So, walking hand in hand,
Dear John and I surveyed our band:
First to the cradle lightly stepped,
Where Lilian, the baby, slept.
Softly the father stooped to lay
His rough hand down in a loving way,
When dream or whisper made her stir,
And huskily he said: ˜Not her!"

We stooped beside the trundle bed,
And one long ray of twilight shed
Athwart the boyish faces there,
In sleep so beautiful and fair;
I saw on James rough, red cheek
A tear undried. E'er John could speak,
He's but a baby, too," said I,
And kissed him as we hurried by.

Pale, patient, Robbie's angel face
Still in his sleep bore suffering's trace.
˜No, for a thousand crowns, not him!"
He whispered, while our eyes were dim.
Poor Dick! bad Dick! our wayward son”
Turbulent, restless, idle one”
Could he be spared?
Nay, He who gave
Bade us befriend him to the grave;
Only a mother's heart could be
Patient enough for such as he;
˜And so," said John, ˜I would not dare
To take him from her bedside prayer."

Then stole we softly up above,
And knelt by Mary, child of love;
˜Perhaps for her ˜twould better be,"
I said to John. Quite silently
He lifted up a curl that lay
Across her cheek in a wilful way,
And shook his head: ˜Nay, love, not thee,
The while my heart beat audibly.

Only one more, our eldest lad,
Trusty and truthful, good and glad,
So like his father. ˜No, John, no!
I cannot, will not, let him go."

And so we wrote, in courteous way,
We could not give one child away;
And afterward toil lighter seemed,
Thinking of that of which we dreamed,
Happy in truth that not one face
Was missed from its accustomed place;
Thankful to work for all the seven,
Trusting the rest to One in heaven."