july 11th 1915 unknown squiggle to martin Melville piercy

Carnarvon,Gwynedd to Sheffield, yorkshire

142 miles

 

 

The Message

Carnarvon July 11/15

We intended going to Bangor for tonight (Sunday) but didn’t care for the place so came on to here in the rain. There has been a most beautiful sunset Anglesey way.
How’s work
Indecipherable squiggle - possibly DMJ
 

The Sender

The signature is completely indecipherable.


The Recipient(s)

The recipient is Martin Melville Piercy. Martin is a twin and one of ten children who are notable just for their names which are
Camden Cyril (1869-1949)
Rebecca Robins (1870-1909)
Irene Isabel (1880-1926)
Martin Melville (1880-1956)
Eva Eucharis (1882-1960)
Flora Fenelon (1884-1933)
Leo Lant (1888-1976)
Hebe Hermione (1893-1970)
Lacon Llewellyn (1895-1917)
Edith Eurydice (1896-1961)

Their parents were Ebenezer Camden Piercy (1840-1910) and Mary Florence Lant (1848-?). Ebenezer was an estate agent and auctioneer and the family lived at Tame Valley House in Perry Barr, Staffordshire with several servants. It must have been a big property.

None of the girls married. Irene emigrated to Canada. This may be related to the shortage of men after the 1st World War. Of the four boys, Lacon was killed as Passchendaele after having emigrated to Canada. Camden married twice and also emigrated to Canada. Leo also married and emigrated. But Martin remained in England and married Marion Gertrude Jones (1872-1961) in 1918. Marion herself was born in Shanghai. They had no children. Martin served in WW1. Prior to the war he was an electrician in a Sheffield steel works.
 

The Places

Caernarfon Castle

http://www.caernarfon-castle.co.uk/

 

 

Sheffield

 

Bangor

 

 

What the card says to us

Apparently Bangor in 1915 was not very impressive. And it was raining. The distance from Bangor to Caernarfon, as it is now known as opposed to the anglicised Carnarvon, is about 9 miles. The extra journey, even in 1915 was probably not a great ordeal. Interesting that this card is obviously from a holiday taken during WWI when we tend to think that things were austere.