[From Manx Quarterly, #11 Oct 1912]
Died June 3rd, 1912,
A Manxman who was probably more widely known than any of his compatriots, has passed into the Great Beyond. This was Mr William Cashin, the veteran custodian of Peel Castle, who died suddenly while on duty on June 3rd. During Monday morning, Mr Cashin, in his capacity of cicerone, had conducted over the Castle a party consisting of the Rev W. J. Gadsby, the Rev Mr Brindley (of British Honduras), and Mrs Brindley. He acted as guide with his customary ability and good humour, and to the party he appeared to be in the best of health and spirits. After Mr Gadsby and his friends had taken their departure, Mr Cashin retired into the hut at the toll-gate for the purposes of his noon-day meal, which had been brought by his grandson. He partook of the meal, and shortly afterwards Mr William Boyd, the toll collector, who was in the hut with him, observed that he was breathing stertorously and was drooping forward in his chair. Mr Boyd at once raised Mr Cashin's head and moistened his lips with water, but without avail, and almost immediately after the seizure death took place. On Mr Boyd noticing Mr Cashin's condition, he raised an alarm, and the grandson went for assistance. Within a few minutes Dr Gell and Inspector Shimmin arrived on the scene, but by then Mr Cashin had breathed his last. Dr Gell pronounced that the cause of death was apoplexy. While returning home, Dr Gell was seized with faintness as he reached the top of the ferry steps, close to the Castle, and fell, with the result that he sustained injury in the nasal region. He was attended and treated by Dr Templeton, and subsequently was visited by Dr Pantin, of Douglas, who attributed his illness to overwork, and prescribed a few days' rest.
William Cashin was born in 1839 over 73 years ago at Dalby, in the parish of Kirk Patrick, within sight of the sea. Hs family had resided at Dalby for generations, and for the most part his forbears, a stalwart and hardy folk, had combined agriculture with fishing for a livelihood. The Manx Gaelic was William Cashin's mother tongue, he being ten years old before he gained a colloquial acquaintance with English. To the end he loved the Manx best, and was never so pleased as when he met some person who could converse with him in the language he learned to lisp at his mother's knee. In appearance Mr Cashin was a splendid specimen of a Manxman. Six feet in height, he was well-proportioned, his sinewy build and erect appearance betokening unusual strength and activity. He had a fine face, his somewhat rugged features being expressive of character, while generally his physiognomy indicated that he combined a kindly dit.on with strong determination. He looked a very Viking, and undoubtedly he must have had for one of his ancestors some sailor-warrior who descended upon the Island in King Orry's days. The Norse blood in his veins had probably a good deal to do with his choice .of career, for while very young he decided to go to sea. Accordingly be was apprenticed to a master-manner in Whitehaven, and learned his seamanship in the rough but thorough school which the home trade fostered over sixty years ago. Mr Cashin was wont to tell many good tales concerning the days of his apprenticeship, and among these was one illustrative of the dislike Manx boys still have and always have had of admitting lack of knowledge as to the things of everyday life. While the vessel he served in was lying in Whitehaven, be was taken to supper at his master's house. The board was plentifully laden with cold beef, bread and pickles; among the last-named being a liberal supply of pickled red cabbage, set out on a large plate. Young Cashin had been brought up in the frugal fashion which then obtained among Manx crofters and fishermen, and had never in his life before seen pickled,cabbage, much less partaken of that appetising accompaniment to cold beef. He was hospitably welcomed, and after being cou:rteously helped by his skipper's wife to the more substantial dishes, was asked by her if he liked pickled cabbage. Ashamed to confess his ignorance, he replied that he did, whereupon the good lady passed hm the dish. Another difficulty then presented itself to him he did not know what quantity he should take, or how the comestible should be eaten. He was, however, always quick to decide, and he came to the conclusion that the dishful had been put out for his sole consumption, and that the spoon in the dish was the medium for conveyance to his mouth. Accordingly he, to the amazement of his host and hostess, set to with grim determination and accounted for ennough pickled cabbage to serve a gasp of navvies. the acidity of the compound was distasteful to him, but he was not the lad to hurt the feelings of his master and mistress by allowing his face to show any signs of repugnance, and with splendid heroism he finished the lot. The others gazed at him but said nothing, and it was not until some time after that he discovered the blunder he had committed. " But;" he used to comment, " I had enough pickled cabbage at that supper to last me a life-time, and somehow or other I have never been able to touch the stuff since." On completing his apprenticeship, Mr Cashin continued in the home trade for a brief period, and also made several voyages on blue water-to the East Indies, China, and Australia. While a member of the crew of the schooner Western Trader, of Whitehaven, the vessel, over half a century ago, put into Peel Bay to seek shelter from a South East gale. "While she lay to anchor in the bay the wind changed suddenly to North-West, and, the anchor dragging. The schooner eventually went ashore at Traie-Fogag-the inlet now converted into an open-air bath. So fierce was the sea that the vessel was lifted clean over the rock which stands at the entrance of the creek. The position of the crew was an exceptionally dangerous one, and the coastguards who then worked the rocket apparatus could not get within reach. Two men of Peel were, however, equal to the occasion, and they descended the brows, and at great risk reached a position which enabled them to catch and drag ashore the seamen as they jumped into the sea from the fast breaking schooner. The gallant rescuers were Mr James Morrison, now the veteran and respected harbour-master of Peel, end Mr George Greggor, a fisherman. The fine work of this pair resulted in all the crew of the Western Trader being; saved, though some of them were got ashore in very parlous condition. Among the worst was William Cashin, who was conveyed in an unconscious state to a cottage close by, where Miss Susan Cowell, a daughter of the cottager, assiduously nursed him to recovery. When he regained consciousness he was struck with the good looks of lts nurse; mutual love followed, and in due course the young ,sailor and Miss Cowell became man and Wife. Mrs Cashin survives her husband, but has the consolation of looking back upon a long and happy married life. They have three children two sons and, a daughter surviving. One of the sons is in America, and the other is in England, while the daughter is Mrs Corlett. Mr Cashin eventually abandoned the calling of a sailor for that of a fisherman, and he quickly became skilled in his new craft. Also he, by his firmness of purpose and fearless outspokenness, gained a considerable influence with his fellow-fishermen, and soon came to be regarded in the light of a leader. Accordingly when, in the early 'sixties; Governor Loch submitted to the Legislature a proposal for the levy of dues in connection with vessels making use of Manx harbours, Mr Cashin became chief mouthpiece of the fishermen, by whom the proposal was bitterly resented and fiercely opposed. Acting under his leadership, the fishermen decided to march to St. John's in a body on. the 5th July, and present a remonstrance to the Governor and Legislature at the conclusion of the promulgation ceremony from Tynwald Hill. The decision somehow or other leaked out, and the Governor grow much perturbed. Fears of riot were before his eyes, and so obsessed did he become by thoughts of possible bloodshed that he did about the most likely thing to bring bloodshed about. This consisted in orders to the officer in command of the garrison at Castletown to serve out to his men ball cartridge on the occasion of their attendance at Tynwall to form the guard. Also, at his Excellency's instance, an ambulance service was improvised, and altogether the soldiers presented a very busness-like appearance when they turned up at St. John's. As for the fishermen, they assembled fifteen hundred strong, and, headed by a brass band, duly marched from Peel towards St. John's. Acting under Mr Cashin's orders, the procession came to a halt at Ballaleece Bridge, and broke up, the members completing the journey to St. John's in knots of three and four, and subsequently re-assembling around Tynwald Hill. It is quite possible that had the procession been continued to the hill, an effort to prevent its approach would have been made by the police, backed by the military, and in such case serious disturbance must have ensued, as the fishermen of those days were not exactly lambs when their blood was up. It was thus due to Mr Cashin's foresight and influence that the remonstrance was presented quietly, and that the fears of Governor Loch did not materialise in actual trouble. In the end his Excellency decided to visit Peel and inquire into the grievances of the fishermen, which, in addition to the dislike of harbour dues, were concerned with opposition, to an attempt by the boat-owners to abolish the small mesh net system. Acordingly the Governor went to Peel and heard the fishermen. He was particularly struck with the intelligence, ability and force displayed by Cashin in setting forth the fishermen's views, and, as after events proved, the impression was by no means evanescent. For the time being the harbour dues proposal was withdrawn., rumour then current having it, that the Governor was influenced to take this course by the counsel of his then secretary, the late Mr John Thomas Clucas (father of Mr J. D. Clucas, H.K.), a shrewd judge of Manx public feeling, who, so the story goes, advised his Excellency that serious consequences would ensue if harbour dues were levied. It was only under the influence of a deep sense of wrong that Mr Cashin descended to personalities he preferred logic to mud-throwing. In connection with this agitation against harbour dues, however, he " let himself go " in his resentment of what he conceived to be the misrepresentation and unfairness contained in certain remarks by a Ramsey lawyer who was a member of the House of Keys at the time, and of certain comment regarded by him as unscrupulous and misleading, which appeared in a newspaper published in Douglas. He in his indignation made bitter allusion to the respective pedigrees of the lawyer and editor, and though his language was forceful, it had the approval of many intelligent people in the Island. A few years later it was decided to appoint an assistant harbour master at Peel. Governor Loch had not forgotten the stalwart and fearless fisherman who had stood up to him over the harbour dues question, and brought such influence to bear with the Harbour Commissioners that William Cashin was appointed to the past. He had as superior officer the same James Morrison who saved his life when the Western. Trader was wrecked at Traie Fogog, and the two men were good and faithful comrades during the eighteen years they were associated in the control of Peel Harbour, and remained firm friends until death parted them last Monday. They had a pleasant " cooish " together on the morning of Cashin's last day on earth. The talk turned on the King's birthday celebration, in honour of which Mr Morrison had hoisted the Union Jack at the Pier-head. . Mr Cashin eventually left to cross to the Castle for the purpose of running up the national flag on the flagstaff in the grounds, and soon afterwards it was observed that he was engaged in the task. Also it was noted that owing to some fault in the halyards it was impossible to get the flag to the top of the staff, and it remained in something approaching to half-mast position. And the superstitious ones are now asking themselves " Was this an omen?" Reverting to Mr Cashin's appointment as Assistant Harbour-master, it was the irony of fate that in the course of time he had to collect the harbour dues to which he so strongly objected. Public feeling in respect to this tax upon shipping abated, and the Legislature, some few years afterwards, agreed to the imposition of dues. And the harbour masters Mr Cashin among them had to " lift " the impost. While actively engaged as a fisherman, Mr Cashin incidentally, filled the role of strike leader. Forty to fifty years ago a considerable proportion of members of the crews of herring luggers were employed by the boat owners during the winter months in overhauling and repairing the trains of nests. For this work work requiring considerable skill the men were remunerated on the princely soak of nine shillings weekly. Dissatisfaction with this rate of payment culminated in a demand for higher wages, and there was a cessation of work with a view to enforcement of the demand. Mr Cashin was one of the heads of the agitation, which in the end had a successful result, the owners conceding an advance to fourteen shillings per week. Sixteen years when then custodian of Peel Castle, the late Mr Goddard, died, and the post was offered to Mr Cashin, who, however, was for a time reluctant to give up his position as assistant harbour master. He was pressed to accept the office, and eventually, on the authorities agreeing to his stipulation that the salary was to be considerably increased, he did so, and held the custodianship to his death. It was in this capacity that he was so widely known it is not too much to say that he became persona grata with many thousands of holiday-makers, who yielded to the charm of his homely yet delightfully, terse and quaint descriptions of the Castle, and his fascinating relation of the many legends associated with tho ancient pile. He especially delighted in taking parties of children round, and these he held in beatific wonderment the while he told them stories concerning the giants of old days, and pointed out the stone which one of the monsters cast from Peel Hill to Lhergydhacr To the little ones he was the reincarnation of Hans Andersen The chief recommendation of his ciceroneship lay in the simplicity of his language and the unaffected fashion of his relation To him the stereotyped methods of professionial guides never appealed, and that they did not was evidence of his shrewdnesss he well knew that the people he showed over the Castle appreciated far more his artless yet pleasant descriptions, delivered conversationally, than they would have done set disquisitiors reeking of the midnight oil. The late King Edward the Seventh and Queen Alexandra were immensely struck with the fine old Manxman what time he guided them over the Castle during their memorable visit to the Island in August, 1902. So pleased was the King with Mr Cashin's explanations and yarns that his Majesty presented him with a sovereign a coin which the recipient guarded to the end as one of the most precious of his treasures. In connection with his meeting with the King, a good story is told a story which, if not true, is so well invented that no apology is needed for its introduction here. It is to the effect than Mr Cashin produced his autograph book for his Majesty's inspection, whereupon that kindly Monarch immediately added immensely to its value by inscribing his royal signature on one of its pages. Mr Cashin, needless to say, rejoiced greatly that his Majesty had thus honoured him, but he was not satisfied.
Looking straight at the King, and then jerking his head in the direction of the Queen, he bluntly remarked, " And won't the missus sign too?" The Manx officials who accompanied their Majesties were horrified at the unconventional character of the request; not so the King, who laughed heartily, as did the Queen, and without the slightest demur " the missus" signed too. Mr Cashin had a neat way of turning the laugh against foolish folk who endeavoured to ridicule him while he was describing the Castle to parties of visitors. On one occasion a couple of young Scotsmen rendered themselves particularly objectionable to other members of the party by the inanity of their comments, comments which they fondly but vainly imagined were humorous in the extreme. Mr Cashin took not the slightest notice, but pursued the even tenour of his discourse to the end. In the course of his descriptions he had enlarged considerably upon the many acts of folly which people, connected with the Island had perpetrated in days gone by, and at the close of his narration one of the interrupting Scots inquired whether at the present time there were any such silly folk on the Island. " Well," responded the custodian, " you see, we shipped them all off to Scotland many years ago, but now and again a few of their descendants come over and bother us with their foolishness. I rather think there are two of them here to-day." The Caledonians did not join in the laugh which followed. A very methodical man was Mr Cashin, and gifted with a singularly logical mind. An illustration of this is furnished by his retort to some people who attempted to chaff him it, regard to his teetotal principles. By way of explanation, it should be premised that he was not always a total abstainer from intoxicants, but in the prime of his manhood he decided that the better course was to give up the cup that cheers, likewise inebriates. Soon afterwards he was in company of certain friends who were not averse to looking upon the wine when it was red in the cup, and was invited to partake of a drop of rum. Ere he could refuse, one of the party remarked, "But there is no use in asking you;. you are a miserable teetotaler.' " My friend," quickly replied Cashin. " you have just stated two things, one of which is true and one of which is not true. It is true that I am a teetotaler, but the misery I left with you when I became one." Mr Cashin was perhaps the finest speaker of the Manx Gaelic in the Island, and though the deficiencies of his early education operated against him to doing much in the direction of preserving the language in its written form, he gave many valuable hints to the late Mr Arthur W. Moore and others who set themselves to perpetuate such literary fragments in Manx as have come down. He knew by heart many old Manx ballads and carols, and sang them with considerable taste like most Manx people he had a good ear for music. He was, too, a rich mine of Manx folklore, which he was ever ready to impart. Many of the tales and proverbs which he learned traditionally have, as a consequence of his willingness to relate them, been reduced to writing, and will remain as a treasure to future generations. His proficiency as a speaker of Manx gained for him the honour of reading from Tynwald Hill, last year and the year before, the Manx translations of the summaries of Acts of Tynwald passed during the year. Mr Cashin was a regular attendant at Peel Church, and was one of the senior members of the Peel Tent of Rechabites. Respected by all classes in the Island, he was greatly esteemed by a large circle of friends as a man of sterling independence and honesty of character; an ardent Manx patriot, and in the truest sense of the term a gentleman. He feared no man, yet he never gave unreasonable offence to any man. Kindly of disposition and chatritable of thought, he was indulgent to the failings of others, and was keenly alive to and rather enjoyed his own. He so lived that the end, which came to him suddenly, did not find him unprepared, and the great probability is that he died as he would have wished to die-in the full vigour of a kindly old age.
The funeral of the late Mr W. Cashin, custodian of Peel Castle, took place on Wednesday, June 5th, and was conducted by the Rev W. A. Lewis, M.A. (vicar of German) and the Rev J. Wilson (curate). The hymn, " My God, my Father," was sung at the door, after which the cortege proceeded to the Parish Church, where the first portion of the service was read, concluding with the " Dead March," played by Mr P. C. Moore, organist. After the committal portion of the service at the graveside in Peel Cemetery, the Rechabite ode was sung, the deceased having been a member of the Star of Mona Tent for 43 years. Among those present at the funeral were Mr B. E. Sargeaunt (Government Secretary), Mr R. McLaughlin (custodian of Castle Rushen), and representatives of the Star of Mona Tent. The chief mourners were Mr J. C. Cashin (son), Mrs J. Corlett (daughter), Mr J. Corlett (son-in-law'), Messrs H. and W. Corlett and Miss C. Corlett (grandchildren), and Messrs J. and Caesar Cashin. The pall-bearers were Messrs Thos. Harrison, W. Cashin, W. Cashin, and Thos. Meyrick. Wreaths were sent by Mr B. E. Sargeaunt, Mr Eglinton and family, Miss Morrison, Misses Joynson and Keegan, Mr and Mrs J. Corlett, and Mr H. and Miss C. Corlett.
Died June 6th, 1912,
Mr Robert Cain, builder, Douglas, died at his residence, West-view, on June 6th. For some years Mr Cain had been confined to the house by infirmity, and his death was not unexpected. About fifty years ago he succeeded his father-also a Robert Cain-in the control of what in those days was the most extensive building business in Douglas, and he was associated with the erection of many of the finest residential and business premises in the town and Island. Besides being a. practical joiner, Mr Cain was a most capable architect, with a shrewd eye to combining the artistic with the useful in his designs. He was also an artist of no mean ability but for his unconquerable aversion to publicity, might have gained fame by the exercise of his talent for drawing and tinting. Nearly fifty years ago he was appointed as one of the town valuers of Douglas under the Asylums Board, his fellow-valuers being the late MM Robert ??er and the late Mr Robert Craine, upon the formation of the Assessment Board, he became one of the public valuers, and held the post up to a few years ago, when considerations of health induced his resignation. A well-read and well-informed man, he was extremely retiring of disposition, and it was this that always impelled him to decline nomination for election to public boards. He in his prime was very fond of travel, and frequently visited Amerlca, while there was scarcely a country of Continental Europe with which he was not familiar. He also toured in Northern Africa some years ago. A lifelong Wesleyan Methodist of the old school, he was a trustee of the Victoria street Church, and while active, took a great interest in the welfare of the society. His wife died some years ago, and several of his children predeceased him. The survivors are Mr John C. Cain, builder, Douglas; Mr Harold Cain, pharmaceutical chemist, London; Miss Emily Cain, Douglas; Mrs C. H. Say, Douglas; Mrs J. E. Clegg, Douglas; and Mrs Fenton, London. Mr Cain was 84 years old.
Died July 18th, 1912,
The friends of the Rev W. R. Quiggin, of Las Vegas, New Mexico, will be sorry to hear of his death, which occurred there on July 18th. Mr Quiggin was well-known throughout the whole of the Isle of Man, and in Southport, where he resided for 20 years: He was the youngest son of the late Mr Robert Quiggin, timber merchant, of Peel, and his brother was the late Rev George Quiggin, Wesleyan minister. Mr W. R. Quiggin was born in Peel, and after serving his time as a draper with Mr D. Corrin, of Douglas, went to Liverpool, and soon earned a good position in the wholesale drapery. He frequently crossed to the Island on business, and also gave his services as a minister of the "Christian Disciples " to many Wesleyan churches in the country. In September, 1910, he gave up business, and went to America, settling in New Mexico. His w:fe was Alice, second daughter of the late Mr Wm. Cretney, of Ballahutchin, and sister of Miss Cretney and Mrs R. Kelly, of Douglas. His widow, two sons, and one daughter, are left. The youngest son is the Rev George Quiggin, B.A., of Birkenhead Church, who has just received a call to the University of Nankin, China., which he has not yet decided to accept. An elder son is in business in Montreal, Canada. The late Rev W. R. Quiggin will be greatly missed by a very large circle of relatives and friends. He was a man of strong religious convictions, and kept himself "unspotted from the world." The " Weekly Calendar," of July 21st, a little sheet published in Las Vegas, thus refers to the event:-
" The community was shocked last Thursday morning in hearing of the sudden death of the Rev W. R. Quiggin, pastor of the Christian church. In the absence of the pastor of the Baptist Church, he conducted a joint prayer-meeting of the two churches the before. On the way home from service, he fell unconscious from a stroke of apoplexy,- and passed away about o'clock the next morning without regaining consciousness. Thus he was moved directly from labour to reward the ideal way for a servant of the thaugh the sorrow of loved ones is intensified thereby. He had only been in the city for a few months, but those of who were so fortunate as to become acquainted with him had learned to love him because of his beautiful Christinan spirit. He was modest, unassuming patient, gentle, brotherly, and Christian. He was pained by the indifference, carelessness and sin within and without the churches of the community, very much as Christ himself would be were He here among us, and he was hoping, praying. and working for a revival of religion. He was espeo.ally anxious for a union effort under the leadership of some great evangelist. As a minister he believed in expository preaching, and never tried to attract the people to his church save through the earnest, prayerful presentation of what he believed to be the Word of God. The community is the poorer in all that contributes to wealth of character and noble, lofty ideals because of his departure. The church which he served so faithfully mourns the demise of a pastor dearly beloved. His ministerial associates will miss his comradeship, his wise counsel, and his unfaltering courage and faith. And we all sympathise and mourn with those belonging to his home circle who slit under the cyprus shadows and sigh for the touch of a vanished hand and the sound of a voice that is still. May their sorrow be mitigated by the blessed consolations of that Gospel which he lived and preached."
Died July 31st, 1912.
Port St. Mary has lost one of its most prominent citizens in the passing away of the Rev. William Harris, at the age of 79 years, During the past two or three years Mr Harris' health has been a source of considerable anxiety, He had been kept in the house through sheer weakness for three or four weeks, managing to get downstairs until a few days ago, when he took to his bed, and passed painlessly and peacefully away at 6-40 p.m. on Tuesday, the 30th July,
Mr Harris resided in Port St. Mary for the past eleven years, having the pastoral oversight of the Primitive Methodist Church there, and was very highly respected by all sections of the community, His real devotion to the work of the church of his choice, his deep interest in all that concerned the domestic happiness of the people, will always be gratefully remembered,
During his active ministry he travelled in Bury, Northwich (twice), Bradwell, Douglas (twice), Peel (thrice), Stockport I (thrice), Castletown (twice), Glossop, Wigan, Middleton, Bolton I, and Bacup. A large portion of his ministry was spent in the Isle of Man, during which he built the old and new chapels at Port St. Mary, chapels at Colby, Ballasalla, Onchan, Baldhoon, Laxey, and the Drumgold-street School, Douglas, But perhaps the most prominent feature of his life's work has been bis systematic visitation of the homes of the people. He will be greatly missed at the bearths of the common people, Port St, Mary. where he spent the years of his superannuation, to poorer today in his promotion, but he is richer. The sympathy of a wide circle of friends will go out to the aged widow in her bereavement.
From the year 1856 to the year 1901 he served the Primitive Methodist Church in its active ministry, and in Lancashire and Cheshire as well as on the Island, his passing will be deeply mourned. Possessed of a keen analytical mind, his sermons were rich in instruction and power, whilst his wise judgment has been invaluable in the business portion of the Church's life.
The funeral of Rev W, Harris, of Port St Mary, took place on Saturday, August 3rd, in presence of a large and representative gathering, Service was conducted in the Primitive Methodist Church by the Rev H. W. Matthews. The lessons were read by the Revs T. Markwell (Douglas) and W, Carr (Laxey). The Rev James Travis, of Chester (ex-president of the National Free Church Council), delivered a fine address in appreciation of the life and work of Mr Harris, His tribute to the self-forgetful service of his old friend was beautifully phrased and faithfully true, Mr Harris was devoutly evangelistic in his pulpit work, and hundreds during the course of his ministry have been effectually moved, That work was backed by a most consistent life. Mr Harris was before all things a good man. The Rev J, K. Elliott (Eastwood, Notts.), led the congregation in prayer, There were also present the Revs D. Oakley (Douglas), R, H, Gent (Peel), E, Harris (Castletown), R. Cowan (Port St Mary), J. Doran (London), and F. Hart (Luton),
There was a long procession to Rushen Churchyard, the coffin being carried all the way. The bearers were Messrs J, Collister and J, Oliver (representing the trustees), and Messrs W, Cowley and V. L. Swales (representing the society), The procession was joined at the churchyard by the Rev C. H. Leece (vicar of Rushen), and Rev F. Barton Horspool (curate), The committal service at the grave was read by Rev H. W, Matthews, and prayer was offered by the Rev R. H. Gent,
The chief mourners were : Mrs Harris (widow), Mr J. Harris, of Stockport (son), Mr R, W, Harris, of Knutsford (son), Mr and Mrs P, Harris, of Glasgow (son and daughter-in-law), Mr Dixon, of Glossop and Mr Jolley, of Douglas (sons-in-law), Mr Harris, of Rochdale (brother), Mr M. Pollard, Port St Mary (brother-in-law), Mr J. Sansbury (nephew), Miss Sansbury (niece), Miss Cross and Miss Cowan.