Showing posts with label stray photographs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stray photographs. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 15, 2021

A Thursday Stray - Village Outing?

 


This postcard has had some hard wear, and it seems to have had problems during printing. The postcard back is blank, never addressed or stamped.

You can make out some of the faces and details. If you have ideas about researching this card image,  do comment! 

I think I was attracted to the chummy posing of the men in the front. 



Click the postcard to see a bigger image. 

Although it doesn't say, I do think this was from England.  What do you think?


Sunday, June 28, 2020

Sunday Strays - another from my collection


Today I'm posting one of my unknowns - a stray ferrotype image (tintype) of three women, possibly related; no names, no place given. The image is on its own; there's no paper folder or envelope for it.




The image is clear although dark. It shows three women;  the two in front are younger, I think, so the woman standing could be a mother or aunt. They are very well dressed - so many ruffles! And so much work went into their dresses.

I believe they may be at an event, as the backdrop looks temporary. I thought originally that the chair the two are sitting on was on grass but perhaps it's a rug.  If you have any ideas, please do comment! Thanks!

Same image. A little lightened. 

Sunday, March 24, 2019

Sunday Strays & Surnames - Bowton (Bouton, Bawton ?), Dennis & Gibbens?

Uncle Ted and Aunt Emily, London, England to Saskatchewan, Canada? 

A Stray Photograph



An unusual mounted photograph, showing a well dressed gentleman, taken in front of printing equipment, somewhere in London, England. This is from my 'Stray Photograph Collection'.  I bought this partly because it is unusual and partly as I'm interested in printers and printing. 

On the back is written, with a ballpoint pen and possibly in two different hands:

Uncle Ted Bowton
beside printing press

Uncle Ted was a machinist and looked after these printing presses in London. When Dad sent the fare for mother to come to Canada to be married he also paid Aunt Emily's return fare so mother would have company. This gave them the idea money came easy in Canada. So they came to Canada to farm. A poor move because he was no farmer. 

Well, Uncle Ted was certainly not alone! 

Canada's farmland was often unforgiving. And so very different from life on the outskirts of London, England. He must have been well thought of at his company in England as this seems to be a very professional looking photograph. 

I think this may be Edward Bowton, who married Emily Dennis in 1897 in Essex, England. In 1901, it appears they were living at Wanstead Slip (Cann Hall), Essex, England. He is listed on the census as a "mechanical engineer fitter". I believe that later they both came to Canada headed for Abernathy, Saskatchewan and settled in the Saltcoats area. Perhaps they were related to Dennis and Gibbens families.

Please let me know if you recognize Uncle Ted in a comment or by e-mail.

My Stray Photograph Collection

I've created a list of stray photos I've posted about over the last while. Please take a look. 

I would like to see them all identified and copies of the photos in family hands again. Please comment or contact me if you know one of these people or families.

Thursday, July 08, 2010

Family Portrait - All the Family - Wordless Wednesday

This family portrait, dogs and all, is a favourite among my stray photograph collection. Although it's clearly a posed photograph, everyone looks quite natural, even great grandmother (?) who might be almost asleep.

There's no identifying information with this image. "3" and "40" are the number plates on the building (2 plates for "40"). No men - was 'Papa' far away, I wonder, or no longer there?

Someone treasured this; it was hung up as there's a pin hole at the top of the mat. (I cropped part of the mat to make the file smaller. It's about twice as wide as what you see.)


Posted for Wordless Wednesday, on Thursday. I didn't get near enough done yesterday, so today, Thursday, is my Wednesday. (I will catch up, I will catch up, I will ....)