tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65269104424950303472024-03-13T06:24:14.404-04:00'Over Thy Dead Body': A Cemetery Blog“To lie in the soft brown earth,
with the grasses waving above one's head,
and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no tomorrow.
To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace.”
- Oscar WildeÉire Historianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04588116386284997687noreply@blogger.comBlogger118125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526910442495030347.post-51730117301111725182012-12-18T04:21:00.000-05:002012-12-18T04:21:00.573-05:00The Little Angels<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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For information about this religious order visit their website at <a href="http://www.carmelites.ie/ireland/whitefriar%20st/whitefriarstreet.htm">http://www.carmelites.ie/ireland/whitefriar%20st/whitefriarstreet.htm</a><br />
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Often I am drawn to stones such as this one, not purely for the look of the stone, but for the message on it. Although the angel which stands atop this stone is spectacular, it is the reference to the three young children who were left to mourn the loss of their young mother which leaves the greatest mark.<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">In Affectionate Remembrance</div><div style="text-align: center;">of</div><div style="text-align: center;">Mary Margaret</div><div style="text-align: center;">Beloved Daughter Of</div><div style="text-align: center;">Catherine Lynch</div><div style="text-align: center;">16 Annavilla North Circular Road</div><div style="text-align: center;">Died 17th June 1865</div><div style="text-align: center;">Aged 11 Years.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Child of our heart's best love farewell,</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>On earth adieu to thee,</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Thy sweet young happy form and face,</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Live but in memory.</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Also</div><div style="text-align: center;">Mary Catherine, John & Francis</div><div style="text-align: center;">Who died young.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Erected by their fond mother.</div><br />
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After the release of James Cameron's film <i>Titanic</i>, the grave marker for Irish born <b>J. Dawson</b> was one of the most visited of the <i>Titanic</i> victims. For months it was covered with flowers, love poems, and keepsakes. Many people assumed that the fictional character Jack Dawson, as portrayed by Leonardo DiCaprio, was based on the man interred in this grave. <br />
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The real J. Dawson was in fact far from a romantic figure. 'J' was not 'Jack', but Joseph Dawson. Joseph was born into the tenement life of inner city Dublin in 1888 to parents who were widowed from their first spouses, but not married to each other. The 1901 census shows his family living in two rooms of a tenement in Rutland street. Their mother died when Joseph was eighteen, and so he and his younger sister Maggie moved to England. After a brief stint in the Royal Army Medical Corp, in 1911 Dawson moved into the family home of John Priest, a White Star Line fireman. Dawson was tempted into life on the high seas by dreams of seeing the world. He signed on with the White Star Line, serving first on the <i>Majestic</i>, and then on the <i>Titanic</i>, where he worked as a coal trimmer, responsible for bringing wheel barrows filled with coal to the firemen at the furnaces. <br />
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The RMS <i>Titanic</i> fatality report produced at the time, and included below from the <a href="http://www.gov.ns.ca/nsarm/virtual/titanic/fatalities.asp?ID=227">Nova Scotia Canada Archives</a>, incorrectly identified Dawson's job as a fireman, and incorrectly estimated his age as 30. Joseph Dawson was 23 years old when he died.<br />
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Galway born Ernest Waldron King's employment aboard the ships of the White Star Line was the welcome answer to a year long stint of unemployment. His family, including his father, a Church of Ireland curate, were proud of him and encouraged him in his career on the sea. However, an incident early in King's career hinted that a life at sea might not be a charmed one. Although he came away from it unscathed, in 1911 Ernest King was working onboard the ship <i>Olympic</i> when she collided with the cruiser <i>HMS Hawke</i>. Her proximity to Southampton meant the ship did not sink, but was brought back into harbour. King left the <i>Olympic</i> and signed on to work on the <i>Titanic</i>.<br />
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Ernest King's body was not found until two weeks after the sinking of the <i>Titanic</i>, and it was found floating almost fifty miles away from where the ship sank. The body, counted as number 321 of those drawn from the sea, was sent to the morgue at Halifax, Nova Scotia, where it was identified as that of Ernest Waldron King. King was interred in Fairview Lawn cemetery, 9 May 1912.<br />
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The RMS <i>Titanic</i> fatality report produced at the time, and included below from the <a href="http://www.gov.ns.ca/nsarm/virtual/titanic/fatalities.asp?ID=227">Nova Scotia Canada Archives</a>, purports that the body is "probably purser's assistant".<br />
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Molony, Senan. <a href="http://thesearchforanneandmichael.blogspot.ca/2012/02/irish-aboard-titanic-book-review.html">The Irish Aboard Titanic</a>, Dublin, 2012.<br />
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<b>*Update:</b> In 2002, More than 90 years after the Titanic hit an iceberg and sank in the North Atlantic, the identity of one of the victims was finally discovered by means of DNA matching. The "unknown child" buried with other victims in Halifax, Nova Scotia, has been identified as Eino Viljami Panula, a member of a Finnish family who died in the disaster. He was 13 months old when the Titanic sank on April 15 1912. His mother Maria and four brothers also drowned.<br />
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Biography from Encyclopedia Titanica: <a href="http://www.encyclopedia-titanica.org/">http://www.encyclopedia-titanica.org/</a><br />
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It was unexpected, the feelings of sadness that arose in me upon viewing the graves of some of those lost in the sinking of the Titanic, and now interred at Fairview Lawn Cemetery in Halifax, Nova Scotia. The ship went down 15 April 1912. As far as I know, none on board were ancestors of mine; however, perhaps I felt the way I did viewing these graves because so many of those lost were Irish. Maybe it was the simplicity of the markers, but more likely I was struck by the fact that so many bear no name. These simple granite markers testify only to the date of the event and to a number. <b>The number on each stone signifies each one's place in the procession of bodies pulled from the sea.</b><br />
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1500 people went into the sea that night. Many were never recovered. Some were buried at sea; some were returned to their families in Europe. 150 Titanic victims were buried in Halifax from 3 May to 12 June, 1912. In Mount Olivet Catholic Cemetery, 19 were interred. 10 are in Baron de Hirsch Jewish Cemetery, and 121 are in Fairview Lawn Cemetery. Of these, 44 remain unidentified. The following are photographs of some of those markers. For photographs of St. Colman's Cathedral in Cobh, County Cork, Titanic's last port of call visit my blog: <a href="http://thesearchforanneandmichael.blogspot.ca/2012/04/remembering-titanic-st-colmans.html">'On a flesh and bone foundation': An Irish History</a>.<br />
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In Mount Jerome Cemetery Dublin stands this monument to the family Wilde, whose best known offspring is Oscar Fingal O'Flahertie Wills Wilde, dramatist extraordinaire. Both the location of the tomb in Mount Jerome and the details on the epitaph to Sir William Wilde may leave one with the impression that the Wildes were a wildly successful family, to use a bad pun, except this was not entirely the case. The curious case of the Wilde Family is a good example of the fact that for some families, even after death, it is very important to keep up appearances.<br />
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Sir William Wilde was a highly respected physician, and as his stone attests "surgeon oculist to her majesty Queen Victoria"; however, his life was touched by scandal. In addition to having two illegitimate daughters outside of his marriage to Lady Wilde, Sir William was accused of seducing a colleague's young daughter. Lawsuits were launched on both sides of the matter, and his reputation was never quite the same afterward. After his death it was discovered that he was heavily in debt and virtually penniless. His panel on the stone reads:<br />
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Queen Victoria </div>
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Antiquities of Ireland </div>
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Apart from son Oscar, who became the toast of the London stage despite his own scandals, including a period of imprisonment, it appears that the rest of the family enjoyed little success. Although he was educated in Law at Trinity College, and was called to the Bar as a Barrister, Oscar's brother 'Willie' was never a practicing lawyer. Instead he was a notorious drunkard and spendthrift. Both William and his mother Lady Wilde died penniless in Chelsea England.<br />
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At the end of his life Oscar Wilde was living in France, and is entombed beneath a fabulous Art Deco headstone at <a href="http://www.pere-lachaise.com/perelachaise.php?lang=en">Pere Lachaise Cemetery, Paris</a>, (click on link for virtual tour). Isola, the daughter of the family, tragically died at the age of ten at the home of an aunt in County Longford, and she is interred in St. John's churchyard. The last line of text on Lady Wilde's panel on this stone is taken from the poem 'Requiescat' which Oscar Wilde wrote in memory of his beloved sister. Isola is the 'she' to which the lines refer, not Lady Wilde.<br />
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Lady Wilde, the former Jane Francesca Elgee, whose achievements are described at length on the right side panel of this tomb, is not interred within; instead she is buried in an unmarked common grave in <a href="http://www.kensalgreencemetery.com/index.html">Kensel Green Cemetery</a> in London, England. Unfortunately, at the time of Lady Wilde's death, there was neither money to pay for a headstone, nor for a private plot. Her panel on this stone reads:<br />
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Blain, Virginia., Patricia Clements, and Isobel Grundy, authors. <u>The Feminist Companion to Literature in English: Woman Writers from the Middle Ages to the Present</u>, Yale University Press, 1990.<br />
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Ellmann, Richard. <u>Oscar Wilde</u>, Penguin Canada, 1988.<br />
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Moyle, Franny. <u>Constance: The Tragic and Scandalous Life of Mrs Oscar Wilde</u>, John Murray, 2011.</div>
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This stone in memory of Mary Browne stands in the cemetery of Murrisk Abbey in County Mayo. Although the upper portion of the text looks as though it was carved by the mason, perhaps her husband, the last line on this stone, part of which is no longer visible, looks as though it was added as a personal message. Presumably it says May Jesus, Mary, and Joseph have mercy on her soul, but it is lost to time.</div>
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The stone reads:<br />
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Erected by</div>
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R.J. Murphy J.P.</div>
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Wood Park Glenageary</div>
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In Memory Of</div>
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His Dearly Beloved Children</div>
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<b>Nora</b></div>
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Died May 21 1887, Aged 11 months</div>
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<b>Elsie</b></div>
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Died May 24 1887, Aged 2 years</div>
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<b>Teddie</b></div>
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Died May 24 1887, Aged 3 1/2 years</div>
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<b>Richard James</b></div>
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Born & Died Feb 2, 1874</div>
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Thy will be done.</div>
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<div style="text-align: center;">Here lieth all that was mortal </div><div style="text-align: center;">of</div><div style="text-align: center;">Hercules Ellis</div><div style="text-align: center;">of</div><div style="text-align: center;">83 Stephens Green</div><div style="text-align: center;">"The well beloved and devoted son </div><div style="text-align: center;">of</div><div style="text-align: center;">Sarah and Nicholas Ellis"</div><div style="text-align: center;">Whose spirit passed to God</div><div style="text-align: center;">On the 29th of August 1879.</div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Erected</div><div style="text-align: center;">By the members of his family</div><div style="text-align: center;">In Memory Of</div><div style="text-align: center;">ACHILLES DAUNT D.D.</div><div style="text-align: center;">DEAN OF CORK</div><div style="text-align: center;">Born At Kinsale August 23rd 1832</div><br />
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<a href="http://en.wikisource.org/wiki/Daunt,_Achilles_(DNB00)">Achilles Daunt</a><br />
<a href="http://www.ricorso.net/rx/az-data/authors/e/Ellis_H/life.htm">Hercules Ellis</a><br />
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Copyright© J.Geraghty-Gorman 2011.Éire Historianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04588116386284997687noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526910442495030347.post-78827382835223194332011-10-26T04:47:00.000-04:002011-10-26T04:47:23.637-04:00The history of a life: Captain James Vaughan 1829-1873<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AklJx9-yzgU/TqfH8LY5FgI/AAAAAAAADFI/-ymTudUxVXo/s1600/P8282774.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AklJx9-yzgU/TqfH8LY5FgI/AAAAAAAADFI/-ymTudUxVXo/s640/P8282774.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br />
The epitaph on this beautiful stone tells the story of almost the entire life of James Vaughan, from the time he joined the navy at the age of 12 until his death at the age of 44.<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Sacred</div><div style="text-align: center;">To The Memory Of</div><div style="text-align: center;">Captain James Vaughan R.N_C.B.,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Who depart this life 29th April 1873 Aged 44 years</div><div style="text-align: center;">He entered the Royal Navy in the year 1841 on board H.M.S. Scout</div><div style="text-align: center;">and was present at the operations on the River Plate.</div><div style="text-align: center;">As Lieutenant he served in the Baltic and Black seas during the years 18?4 - ?</div><div style="text-align: center;">and in the latter on board H.M.S. Britannia took part in the attack on the </div><div style="text-align: center;">Batteries of Sebastopol.</div><div style="text-align: center;">In 1857 he joined H.M.S. Shannon Captain Sir William Peel V.C._K.C.B. as senior</div><div style="text-align: center;">lieutenant and proceeded to India. During the Mutiny he served as second in</div><div style="text-align: center;">command of the naval brigade under that officer and on his death from small pox</div><div style="text-align: center;">assumed the sole command. He advanced to the Relief of Lucknow and there </div><div style="text-align: center;">distinguished himself by his coolness and daring in taking his guns with a few yards</div><div style="text-align: center;">of the walls and breaching them for the storming party.</div><div style="text-align: center;">For his services with the brigade he was promoted to the rank of commander, was</div><div style="text-align: center;">awarded the Companionship of the Bath, and on his arrival in England was further</div><div style="text-align: center;">advanced to the rank of captain.</div><div style="text-align: center;">As well as being a thorough sailor, he was an accomplished and gallant officer,</div><div style="text-align: center;">an affectionate and devoted husband, a warm and sincere friend, and died beloved</div><div style="text-align: center;">and regretted by all who knew him.</div><div style="text-align: center;">This monument is erected by his widow,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Margaret Vaughan<br />
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All photographs Copyright©J.Geraghty-Gorman 2011. All Rights Reserved.Éire Historianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04588116386284997687noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526910442495030347.post-47321236162482365742011-09-27T01:16:00.025-04:002011-09-27T01:16:00.245-04:00Tombstone Tuesday: Little Girl Lost, Deansgrange, Blackrock, Ireland<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ulkiMf4VlDI/ToCKaXW18vI/AAAAAAAADEI/SD-KbsedskQ/s1600/P8282704.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ulkiMf4VlDI/ToCKaXW18vI/AAAAAAAADEI/SD-KbsedskQ/s640/P8282704.jpg" width="516" /></a></div><br />
The stone reads:<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">In Loving Memory Of</div><div style="text-align: center;">Mary Olive (Olif) Hamilton Hardy</div><div style="text-align: center;">Only Child of Major W. A. & Emily G. Hardy</div><div style="text-align: center;">Died on the 13th Jan. 1913</div><div style="text-align: center;">Aged 12 Years</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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All Photographs Copyright© J.Geraghty-Gorman 2011.Éire Historianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04588116386284997687noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526910442495030347.post-55206853082674783222011-08-09T01:02:00.008-04:002011-08-09T01:02:02.825-04:00Tombstone Tuesday: 'Remember me when I am gone away...'<div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YR_v5moFL8Q/TkAELgdT6bI/AAAAAAAAC_U/UHCnyU7X0pQ/s1600/Remember+me+when+I+am+gone....jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YR_v5moFL8Q/TkAELgdT6bI/AAAAAAAAC_U/UHCnyU7X0pQ/s640/Remember+me+when+I+am+gone....jpg" width="480" /></a></div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Remember me when I am gone away, </span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Gone far away into the silent land; </span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">When you can no more hold me by the hand, </span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Nor I half turn to go, yet turning stay. </span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Remember me when no more day by day </span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">You tell me of our future that you plann'd: </span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Only remember me; you understand </span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">It will be late to counsel then or pray. </span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Yet if you should forget me for a while </span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">And afterwards remember, do not grieve: </span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">For if the darkness and corruption leave </span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">A vestige of the thoughts that once I had, </span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Better by far you should forget and smile </span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Than that you should remember and be sad. </span></i></div><br />
The lines of poet Christina Rossetti's 'Remember' are very meaningful to me because I recited the poem at the interment of my own father. I like to keep the poem in mind when I am walking among the tombs of those who have gone before us. It serves as a good reminder to not only observe and record what we see, but to remember that those interred were once real flesh and blood individuals with hopes and dreams, not so different from our own, who want to be remembered.<br />
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All photographs Copyright© J.Geraghty-Gorman 2011.Éire Historianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04588116386284997687noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526910442495030347.post-90021316177020872442011-07-27T01:02:00.008-04:002011-12-04T18:00:33.579-05:00Wordless Wednesday: Burial Place of Dublin Metropolitan Police: Mount Jerome Cemetery, Dublin<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6syLgV0he4Y/TiswsyBCrSI/AAAAAAAAC6k/fgQxC4F0Stc/s1600/P8240971.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6syLgV0he4Y/TiswsyBCrSI/AAAAAAAAC6k/fgQxC4F0Stc/s640/P8240971.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br />
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All Photographs Copyright© J.Geraghty-Gorman 2011.Éire Historianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04588116386284997687noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526910442495030347.post-68477328726094749532011-07-26T01:02:00.001-04:002011-07-26T01:02:01.033-04:00Tombstone Tuesday: Captain Holland Lecky McGhee: 20 January 1844<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ygob_GNxCS0/TisylxvzQwI/AAAAAAAAC6s/1zsY5-e4BOU/s1600/P8241248.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ygob_GNxCS0/TisylxvzQwI/AAAAAAAAC6s/1zsY5-e4BOU/s640/P8241248.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Captain Holland Lecky McGhee</div><div style="text-align: center;">He fell asleep looking unto Jesus</div><div style="text-align: center;">as all his Salvation</div><div style="text-align: center;">on the 20th day of January 1844</div><div style="text-align: center;">in the 45th year of his Age.</div>Éire Historianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04588116386284997687noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526910442495030347.post-72644976419960282662011-07-25T01:02:00.005-04:002011-07-25T01:02:00.650-04:00Mystery Monday: Widow of Francis Mills<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zDUSrA7iYVE/Tis1K1C8XVI/AAAAAAAAC60/oOKSQo8L3vg/s1600/P8241108+-+Version+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zDUSrA7iYVE/Tis1K1C8XVI/AAAAAAAAC60/oOKSQo8L3vg/s640/P8241108+-+Version+2.jpg" width="326" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CYePJnTfTuw/Tis1NMEBVFI/AAAAAAAAC64/jAy8tmVrFx0/s1600/P8241109.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CYePJnTfTuw/Tis1NMEBVFI/AAAAAAAAC64/jAy8tmVrFx0/s640/P8241109.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9DJGbxh7420/Tis1P0JP4SI/AAAAAAAAC68/2Si0XxuZUG4/s1600/P8241108.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9DJGbxh7420/Tis1P0JP4SI/AAAAAAAAC68/2Si0XxuZUG4/s640/P8241108.jpg" width="480" /></a></div>Her maiden name is unrecorded; her forename will soon be dust, but we are told Anne was the Widow of Francis Mills. As is often the case in this period, Anne is remembered by virtue of her connection to her husband.<br />
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The stone reads:<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">In Memory of</div><div style="text-align: center;">Anne</div><div style="text-align: center;">Widow of Francis Mills</div><div style="text-align: center;">Died</div><div style="text-align: center;">13 February</div><div style="text-align: center;">1869,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Aged</div><div style="text-align: center;">80 Years</div><br />
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All photographs Copyright© J.Geraghty-Gorman 2011.Éire Historianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04588116386284997687noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526910442495030347.post-77054715602686682872011-07-05T01:02:00.008-04:002011-07-05T01:02:00.514-04:00Tombstone Tuesday: The Anchor of the Family<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tGnP-ebcUvA/Tg9sJIu3DZI/AAAAAAAACww/kNidyU2GkWI/s1600/P8150329+-+Version+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tGnP-ebcUvA/Tg9sJIu3DZI/AAAAAAAACww/kNidyU2GkWI/s640/P8150329+-+Version+2.jpg" width="428" /></a></div>The stone reads:<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Erected by</div><div style="text-align: center;">Kate Barry</div><div style="text-align: center;">In Loving Memory of Her Husband</div><div style="text-align: center;">George David Barry</div><div style="text-align: center;">Late of William Street, Limerick</div><div style="text-align: center;">Who Died 26th November 1887 Aged 46</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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Copyright© J.Geraghty-Gorman 2011.Éire Historianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04588116386284997687noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6526910442495030347.post-15964527303722037022011-06-28T01:02:00.012-04:002011-06-28T01:02:00.938-04:00Tombstone Tuesday: A family, one of many: Glasnevin<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eICLrbHOUI0/TgcnfcrUbzI/AAAAAAAACvk/4QF5tmUcJyU/s1600/P8150216+-+Version+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eICLrbHOUI0/TgcnfcrUbzI/AAAAAAAACvk/4QF5tmUcJyU/s640/P8150216+-+Version+2.jpg" width="418" /></a></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Erected by</div><div style="text-align: center;">Mr. Henry Chapman</div><div style="text-align: center;">of Great Brunswick Street</div><div style="text-align: center;">in memory of his beloved Daughter</div><div style="text-align: center;">Elizabeth</div><div style="text-align: center;">who departed this life 31st May 1834</div><div style="text-align: center;">Aged 1 year</div><div style="text-align: center;">Also his Daughter Maria who died 8th Dec. 1838</div><div style="text-align: center;">In the 4th year of her age</div><div style="text-align: center;">Her also the remains of his beloved Wife Sarah</div><div style="text-align: center;">who departed this life the 15th of December 1840</div><div style="text-align: center;">Aged 42 Years.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Here also lie the remains of the above named</div><div style="text-align: center;">Henry Chapman who died October the 25th, 1846</div><div style="text-align: center;">Aged 64 years.</div><br />
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