William Farndale
2 March 1849 to March 1894 












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William Farndale son of William Farndale, agricultural labourer of Egton and Sarah Ann Farndale formerly Sanderson born at Egton, baptised 22 Apr 1849 (FAR00257).

(Egton PR, BR & IGI)

William Farndale registered Whitby District Jan to Mar 1849

(GRO Vol 24 page 595 - 1837 online)


William Farndale aged 21, a bachelor, a farm servant of Borrowby, near Whitby, son of William Farndale, agricultural labourer, married Ann (we think this should be Hannah - see information below) Elizabeth Harrison aged 21 a spinster and farm servant of Boulby Barns, Easington, daughter of John Harrison, stone quarrier at the Register Office Whitby, on 3 Jul 1869.


William Farndale married Hannah Elizabeth Harrison (born Loftus)

(Email from Peta Withnell on 28 November 2001 who is Hannah's sister's great granddaughter)


John William, born Lofthouse, 1870 (FAR00501)

Samuel, born Lofthouse, 1871 or 1872 (FAR00512)

Thomas, born Lofthouse, 1874 (FAR00525)

Sarah, born Lofthouse, 1876 or 1877 (FAR00543)

Lavinia Hannah (or Harrison), born Lofthouse, 1881 (FAR00570)



1881 Census for Lofthouse

The funeral notice relating to Hannah's sister (?) shows that she lived at Eden House, Hutton, Mulgrove and also at Hummersea Farm.

(see email above)


William Farndale, age 45 at Guisborough District Mar 1894. (ie born 1849).


William Farndale buried St Leonards, Loftus aged 45, 19 Feb 1894. (ie born 1849).

(Mon R)



Louise Withnell is Hannah's sister's granddaughter and sent me an email on 29/11/01. She has a family bible with a very worn silk memorial book mark with the wording:

 "In Ever Loving memory of Hannah Elizabeth (widow of the late William Farndale) of 117 Devonshire Street, Keighley; who departed this life July 8th 1914, in her 63rd year. Interred at the cemetery, Loftus in Cleveland, 11th July.

We hear her gentle voice no more,

No more her face we look upon,

Vacant the chair, the empty bed,

Remind us all that she is gone"