But when thou art near me
Sorrow seems to fly
And then I feel as well I may
That on this earth there dwells not one
So blest as I.
You’d think this was some sort of Victorian or Edwardian Valentine’s card with a verse like that.
It’s postmarked Dover 1909 and was sent to my great aunt Edith Smith.
There is no signature but the message on the reverse of the postcard reads:
In answer to your card I received a few years ago sorry to hear you have been poorly, sick and sad, dear heart. I hope you have bucked up a bit by now. We expect arriving home Thursday worse luck, another festival sending love to all good and bad. Yours respectfully
How intriguing is that?
Searching through all the family history records I can find, I’ve never managed to work out the meaning of that cryptic message.
Edith Smith was born on March 2nd 1878. She was the first child of Joseph and Eliza Smith who lived at 51, Old Mill Wharf, Barnsley, Yorkshire where Joseph was employed as a canal labourer on the Barnsley Canal. From 1871, the Barnsley Canal was subsumed into the much larger Aire and Calder Navigation.
In my family archives I have Edith’s original birth certificate. Not a copy purchased from the Government Records Office but the actual, handwritten copy of the register that was given to Joseph and Eliza in 1878. It has a one penny stamp stuck onto the paper underneath the Deputy Registrar’s beautiful copperplate handwriting.
Aged thirty seven years, Edith was married in 1915. Whether this card from 1909 has any romantic connotations relating to her future husband, I don’t know.
Unfortunately, Edith was a victim of the so called “Spanish Flu” pandemic that occurred at the end of World War One. She died in 1919. On her special funerary bookmark was printed:
Gentle in manner, patient in pain
One dear one left us, Heaven to gain
With a nature so gentle and actions so kind
Hard in this world is her equal to find.
Thanks for reading my blog today.
If you’re celebrating Valentine’s Day, hope you have a lovely time.