A Happy Family
In 1880 Joseph Wildgoose from Bakewell in Derbyshire emigrated to the
United States of America,
to be joined the following year by his wife, Elizabeth Jane Rendle, and
their children.
This charming letter appeared in The Home News.
What a wonderful description of Edwardian children’s lives and what a
delightful family this must have been!
I am indebted to Dale Caldwell who kindly gave me permission
to publish the transcript of this document
Memory
Brings Tribute To the Editor of The Home News Dear Sir: An
obituary notice in your columns recently set up in me a train of memories
that demand expression. I refer to the death of Mrs. Elizabeth J. Wildgoose,
92, widow of Joseph Wildgoose Sr. Although
it has been more than 40 years since I have seen this estimable lady, the
recollection of her graciousness and motherlinless has been a factor in my
own character. Away back
in the late 80’s, the Wildgoose family lived on Redmond street, just a few
doors from my own home. There were
numerous children,, all happy-hearted, all intensely loyal to each
other. The lad Charles was my
particular chum, while Albert Wildgoose was the inseperable companion of my
brother. The house
and yard attracted many other children of the neighbourhood for there was
always something interesting going on there, especially after school. I am sure the Redmond street kids often
tried the patience of Mrs. Wildgoose severely, yet I do not recall that she
was ever out of patience with us.
From time to time she would smile in upon our games and, the urgent
whispering of her little daughters, frequently provided the invaders with
cookies or jam bread or both. Her
life was like many chapters out of the Alcott books. I recall
the inventiveness of the Wildgoose girls in organizing games. Ada kept us in order, while Eva, Lucy and
May conducted us through the mysteries of singing and acting diversions brought
from England by their mother.
Occasionally she would correct us in this or that and tell us how it
was played in London. Let me see
– can I bring back the names of some of those games? Besides the old standby, “London Bridge is
Falling Down”, always popular, we played: Old
witch, honey pots, lion’s den, go in and out the window, tisket a tasket,
roly poly, pease porridge, the king is in his castle, and many more. When we
boys tired of games with the girls, we organized parades, circuses, shows of
all kinds. Mrs. Wildgoose showed us
how to make wall paper pinheels, and we stuck them upon laths and went about
the neighbourhood selling them at so many pins per. In short,
the “Wildgoose House” as everybody called it, was a happy, wholesome place,
almost tantamount to a neighbourhood social center. At this late date I am paying tribute to the sweet-faced woman
who reigned there as queen. George
Francis Staat Pasadena,
California Elizabeth
Jane Rendle born 1847 Camberwell, London |