David Orr was born in Ballymena, County Antrim, in 1897, one of five children to William and Annie Orr. William was employed as a railway porter but, when Annie died in the early 1900s, he took on work as a dealer.
By the time of the 1911 census, David, who was now 13 years old, had taken a job as a message boy. War was coming to Europe, however, and he felt it his duty to serve his King and Country.
David joined the Royal Irish Rifles, and was attached to the 18th Battalion. He “was one of the first in [the] district to join the Ulster Division when it was formed in September 1914, and began his training at Cleggan Camp. He was subsequently transferred with his regiment to Clandeboye, where he completed his training…” [Ballymena Weekly Telegraph: Saturday 26th February 1916]
Rifleman Orr’s unit arrived in France on 5th October 1915, but was only overseas for a matter of months.
While serving in the trenches, he was stricken by illness, and was eventually sent back to England and underwent treatment in the 4th London General Hospital, Denmark Hill, and at the Wallace Field Convalescent Home, Croydon. His condition improved somewhat, and he was afterwards transferred to Victoria Barracks, Belfast; but the improvement was, unfortunately, only of a temporary nature…
Ballymena Weekly Telegraph: Saturday 26th February 1916
David Orr passed away on 17th February 1916: he was 18 years of age. He was laid to rest in Ballymena New Cemetery, not far from where his family still lived.
Rifleman David Orr (from britishnewspaperarchive.co.uk)
Walter George Knight was born on 27th December 1887 and was the older of two children to George and Mary. George was a gardener from London, Mary had been born in Devon, but it was in Weston-super-Mare, Somerset that they settled down to raise their family.
On 11th October 1910, Walter married Rosa Burford at St Saviour’s Church. While listed as a spinster, Rosa had two children by this point – Phyllis and Lionel. A later document records Walter as their stepfather, but their full parentage is unclear.
The marriage certificate notes Walter’s trade as a musician, but the following year’s census shows a more reputable trade, as he had taken to working as an insurance agent. He and Rosa had set up home in Cranleigh Road, Bridgwater, by this point, in a small terraced house they shared with the two children and Rosa’s widowed father, William.
By the summer of 1914, war was brewing over European shores, and Walter was quick to step up and support his country. He enlisted in the army on 14th October, joining the Somerset Light Infantry. He spent a year with the regiment, before transferring to the 22nd Wessex & Welsh Battalion of the Rifle Brigade.
By January 1916, Rifleman Knight found himself sailing for the Eastern Mediterranean, spending the next year in Egypt and Salonika. It was while he was overseas, in the spring of 1917, that he became ill and, having contracted tuberculosis, he returned to the UK.
Walter’s condition meant he was no longer fit for the army: he was formally discharged from the Rifle Brigade on 16th April 1917, having served for two-and-a-half years. He was admitted to the Cheddon Road Sanatorium in Taunton, the aim being to help manage his condition.
Rosa and the children had moved from Bridgwater by this point, settling in a small house in Ravensworth Terrace, Burnham-on-Sea. It is likely that Walter came here to visit the family during good spells in his health. The lung condition was to get the better of him eventually, however, and he passed away on 2nd March 1918, at the age of 30 years old.
Walter George Knight was laid to rest in the peaceful Burnham Cemetery, a short walk from where his grieving family lived.
Reginald John Murdin’s early life is one of contradictions. Born in 1899, his parents were George White and Lily Murdin, and he is recorded with both surnames in documents from the time. George was a iron ore labourer from Northamptonshire, and is was in Woodford, near Kettering, that the family were raised.
When he finished his schooling, Reginald followed George into iron ore and, by the time war broke out he was in the employ of the Islip Iron Company Ltd. Keen to play his part, Reginald enlisted in the King’s Royal Rifle Corps on 29th January 1916.
While it’s not possible to fully identify Rifleman Murdin’s service, he was certainly caught up on the Western Front by the autumn of 1918. It was here that he was injured by “a shell which burst about two yards from him, wounding him severely in the thigh.” [Midland Mail: Friday 15th November 1918]
Reginald was medically evacuated to Britain for treatment, and was admitted to the Bath War Hospital in Somerset. Sadly, his wounds were to prove to severe, and he passed away on 2nd November 1918: he was just 19 years of age.
Reginald John Murdin was laid to rest in the sweeping grounds of Bath’s Locksbrook Cemetery.
Walter Samuel Radford was born in the summer of 1899, the oldest of eight children to William and Florence Radford. William was a farm labourer from Churchstanton, Somerset, but by the time Walter was born, the family had moved to Chedzoy, near Bridgwater.
Chedzoy was also where William’s parents lived, and the two families’ cottages were just three doors apart. Oddly, even though he was the oldest child, Walter was raised by his grandparents, Frank and Anna, and is recorded as living with them in both the 1901 and 1911 censuses.
Walter was just 15 years old when war came to Europe, and so was too young to enlist. He bided his time, though, and had joined up by the summer of 1918. He was assigned to the 1st Battalion of the Royal Irish Rifles, and was sent to the Western Front in the closing months of the conflict.
Caught up in the final advance in Flanders, Rifleman Radford was injured, possibly during the action of Ooteghem. He was medically evacuated to Britain for treatment, but died of his injuries while admitted to a hospital in London. He passed away on 26th November 1918, aged just 19 years old.
Walter Samuel Radford was brought back to Somerset for burial. He was laid to rest in the peaceful graveyard of St Mary’s Church in Chedzoy.
Interestingly, while Walter’s pension ledger gave his father, William, as the recipient, the Army Register of Soldiers’ Effects noted his grandmother, Anna, as the recipient of his belongings.
Edward Charles Compton was born in Islington, Middlesex on 4th July 1897, the only child to Charles and Ada Compton. Charles was an agent for the Prudential Insurance company, and the family lived on Devonshire Road, with Charles’ aunt, Mary.
When he finished his schooling, on 7th July 1911, Edward found work as a clerk for the North African Mission. When war came to European shores, he was eager to serve his King and Country. He enlisted on 10th September 1914, and was assigned to the 11th (Reserve) Battalion of the London Regiment.
Rifleman Compton’s service records confirm that he was 5ft 8ins (1.73m) tall, with good vision and physical development. He wasn’t formally mobilised until the summer of 1916 and, after training, he was transferred to the 16th (County of London) Battalion, also known as the Queen’s Westminster Rifles. He was sent to France on 19th December 1916.
Edward would have been involved in the German retreat to the Hindenburg Line in the spring of 1917, and the First and Third Battles of the Scarpe in April and May. At the end of July he returned to Britain and, while the reason for this is unclear, it seems that his health was suffering.
On 24th September 1917, Rifleman Compton was medically discharged from the army, after three years and fifteen days’ service. The cause for this isn’t documented, but there is no evidence that he was wounded, so it is likely to have been an illness of some description.
Edward returned to Islington and on 20th October 1918, he married Emily Backholer. She was a farmer’s daughter from Paignton, Devon, and was registered as living there when the couple’s banns were read during October.
Tragically, Edward and Emily’s marriage was not to be a long one: he died in Kelston, near Bath, Somerset, on 26th October 1918, less than a week after his wedding. He was just 21 years of age.
Edward Charles Compton was laid to rest in the graveyard of St Nicholas’ Church in Kelston, Somerset.
Harry Izzard was born early in 1900, in Chiswick, London and was one of six children to Albert and Florence Izzard. Albert was a groom, but when he died in 1905, Florence, left with a young family to raise, remarried. Things seem not to have gone well between Harry and his stepfather, Richard Warren, and he soon found himself resident of the Church Army Home in London.
In 1914, his schooling complete, he was sent to the village of Clandown in Somerset, where he was employed at the local colliery. He seemed to have flourished in his new life, and he “made friends with all he came in contact with, being of a bright and cheerful disposition and associated with the football club, Wesleyan Young Men’s Bible Class and an ardent temperance worker.” [Somerset Guardian and Radstock Observer: Friday 26th April 1918]
Harry was one of the village’s batch of miners passed for the Army ballot, but seemed eager not to wait to be officially called up. On the day of the ballot, he instead joined up voluntarily, enlisting in the 86th Training Reserve Battalion.
On enlistment he was sent to Clipstone Camp, Notts, where he quickly made friends. He, however, was placed on the sick list… and underwent [an] operation for appendicitis from which operation he never recovered.
Somerset Guardian and Radstock Observer: Friday 26th April 1918
Private Izzard died on 20th April 1918, aged just 19 years old, a life of new promise cut tragically short. His connection with Clandown, and his disconnection from his family in London, was such that his body was brought back to Somerset for burial.
Harry Izzard was laid to rest in the quiet Holy Trinity Churchyard, his sister Mabel being the only family member represented at the service.
Harry’s older brother Herbert Izzard also served in the army. He had found work as a laundry labourer when he left school, and went on to marry Maud Woodage on 14th February 1915. The couple had a daughter, Winifred, later that year.
Herbert enlisted in the London Regiment as a Rifleman, and was assigned to the 17th Battalion, also known as the Poplar and Stepney Rifles. He soon found himself in France and was killed at the Somme on 19th April 1916. He is buried at the Cabaret-Rouge British Cemetery in Souchez.
Tragically, Herbert’s widow died in Oxfordshire in December 1918, leaving young Winifred an orphan at just three years old. She went on to live a long life, dying in 1997, at the age of 81.
Edward Owen Bending was born early in 1891, one of seven children to Edward Bending, who was from Bath, Somerset, and Emma, who came from Castle Cary.
Edward Sr worked on the railways, and the family moved across the county with his work: the 1891 census recorded them living in Edington, while he worked as a signalman in nearby Ashcott; ten years later, the family had moved to Bridgwater with his job. The 1911 census return recorded the Bendings as living in Station House, Wellow, with Edward now employed as the station master.
Edward Jr, who was sometimes known by his middle name to avoid confusion with his father, was also employed at the station, where he was working as a clerk. War was coming to Europe, however, and he stepped up to play his part for King and Country.
Edward enlisted in the King’s Royal Rifle Corps as a Rifleman, and was attached to the 60th Rifles. Full details of his military service are lost to time, but a contemporary newspaper report notes that he served both in the Balkans and in France. During his time in the army, he was promoted to the rank of Lieutenant, but contracted an illness, and was invalided out of service.
Whatever his illness, it was to get the better of him: Lieutenant Bending passed away at home on 24th January 1919. He was just 28 years of age.
Edward Owen Bending was laid to rest in the peaceful Wellow Cemetery, overlooking the village where his family still lived.
Edward’s was a family plot. When his younger sister Winifred died just three years later, she was buried with him. When his mother, Emma, passed away in 1924, she was laid to rest in a neighbouring plot.
Edward Bending Sr lived on until 1938. The newspaper report of his funeral, gives an insight into the family man he was:
A native of Combe Down, where his father carried on business as a tailor, Mr Bending spent all his working days in the employ of the Somerset and Dorset Railway. For a time he worked as a reliefman, and later was appointed stationmaster at Cole, being transferred in 1907 to Wellow, where he took part in all the village activities.
In 1920 he was transferred to Stallbridge, Dorset, but after about four years there had to relinquish work just before reaching retiring age, owing to an attach of rheumatoid arthritis. Since then he had been unable to get about and he stayed with his eldest daughter at Reading for a time.
For the past seven years he had stayed at the residence of his younger daughter at Burnham-on-Sea. Unfortunately the malady affected his sight, and for eight years he had been blind, yet throughout his last years his cheerful disposition never failed him, and he was his old self to the last, being keenly interested in his wireless, which brought him such happiness.
His wife died in 1924, and his younger son, Lieut. Edward Owen Bending, King’s Royal Rifle Corps, lost his life in the war; his name is to be found on the War Memorial at St Julian’s Church.
Mr Bending’s elder son, Hubert Alan Bending, is head master of St Julian’s school, Shoscombe. He is also survived by two of his four daughters.
Somerset Guardian and Radstock Observer: Friday 24th June 1938
While Wellow Station was a bustling place, it is highly likely that Edward Jr would have known Leonard Luke, one of the porters at the time Edward Sr was station master. Leonard also went off to war, and his story can be found here.
William Thomas Hooper was born in St Breock, near Wadebridge, Cornwall, in the summer of 1890. One of three children his parents were gardener William Hooper and his wife, Sarah.
When he left school, William Jr found work as a warehouseman and salesman, up in London, but when war broke out, he stepped up to play his part. He enlisted in December 1915, joining the Rifle Brigade, but was not formally mobilised for another couple of months.
Little detail of Rifleman Hooper’s military service survives, but records confirm that he was 5ft 6ins (1.68m) tall, and weighed 124lbs (56.3kg). It also notes that his left testicle had not descended, but that his condition was not severe enough for William to be refused for military service.
Rifleman Hooper’s was initially assigned to the 5th Battalion, based on the Isle of Sheppey, Kent, as part of the Thames & Medway Garrison. By the spring of 1916, however, he had been transferred to the 1st Battalion, and sent to France. He was involved in the Battle of Albert, and returned to the UK in August 1916 .
William appears to have been transferred back to the 5th Battalion and, in the spring of 1917, was hospitalised for three month, suffering from trench foot and rheumatism. By September that year, however, he was back with his unit.
Rifleman Hooper’s service documents become a little confused at this point. One record suggests that he was discharged from the army on 2nd January 1918 as being no longer medically fit for duty, while a second entry confirms that he passed away while on leave pending discharge.
Either way, William was back at home in St Breock when, on 21st June 1918, he passed away from a combination of pericarditis and pericardial effusion. He was just 27 years of age.
William Thomas Hooper was laid to rest in the wooded graveyard of St Breoke’s Church, in his home village.
An entry in the local newspaper confirmed that “Mr and Mrs Hooper and family… and Miss Ive Jones, London” [Cornish Guardian: Friday 18th June 1918] offered their thanks for the sympathy they had been shown in the bereavement. This suggests that, when he passed, William had been courting, his loss felt further.
William Thomas Locke was born at the start of 1900 in the Kent village of Eccles. His parents were Thomas and Annie Locke, although it seems that he was orphaned early on. The 1901 census recorded him as living with his grandparents John and Mary Locke. Their daughter Annie is also recorded as living at the property, although there is nothing to confirm whether she was William’s mother or an aunt.
By the time of the 1911 census John Locke had died. Mary was living in the same house, with two of her sons – Frederick and Alfred – and her grandchildren, William and his cousin Gladys. Both of William’s uncles were labourers in the local cement works, and it seems likely that this would be work that he would have followed them into once he had completed school.
William’s trail goes cold at this point, although he would have been too young to join up at the outbreak of the First World War. Records confirm that he had enlisted by March 1918, and it seems likely that he would have done so as soon as he came of age.
Rifleman Locke joined the 5th Battalion of the King’s (Liverpool Regiment), but this is the only detail of his military service that can be confirmed. The next record for him confirms that he passed away on 5th October 1918, having been admitted to hospital in Oswestry, Shropshire, suffering from intestinal problems. He was just 18 years old when he passed.
William Thomas Locke’s body was brought back to Kent for burial. He was laid to rest in the graveyard of St Peter & St Paul’s Church in Aylesford, the parish church for his home village of Eccles.
The specific location of William’s grave is not known, although it is likely that he was laid to rest near his grandfather. Instead, he is commemorated on a joint headstone in the First World War section of the graveyard. William’s grandmother passed away the following year, and records confirm that his next of kin was noted as his aunt, Mary Ann Longley.
Much of Joseph Collins’ life is destined to remain a mystery. He was born in Northern Ireland on 8th November 1897, and was the son of William and Minnie Collins, who lived near Lurgan, in Armargh.
When war broke out, Joseph enlisted, joining the 16th (Service) Battalion – the 2nd County Down Pioneers – of the Royal Irish Rifles. Formed in Lurgan, the regiment moved from Northern Ireland to Seaford in East Sussex in July 1915. By that October, Rifleman Collins found himself on the Front Line in Northern France.
Joseph was invalided on 26th October, and medically evacuated to Britain for treatment. Admitted to the Brynkinalt Hospital in Chirk, Denbighshire, he was operated on, but this was to prove insufficient, and he passed away from his injuries on 8th November 1915 – his eighteenth birthday.
Rifleman Collins was well thought of in his regiment, as the comments in the Lurgan Mail [Saturday 20th November 1915] confirmed. Captain HF Sheppard, who commanded Joseph’s Company, noted “I need hardly say I was shocked, as I thought when he left us that the operation necessary for his complaint was certain to prove successful. I had always been attracted by his cheerful temperament, and I was always keenly interested in him as he was one of the first to join my Company.“
Lieutenant E Somerfield noted that Joseph “was a great favourite with the rest of his platoon, and a boy I had great regard for. I can assure you we all feel his loss very keenly.“
The most touching comments, however, come from one of Joseph’s colleagues, Rifleman R McKeown: “I am sending you these few lines to let you know I got a letter today which Joe wrote before he died. The nurse found it in his locker and sent it on to me I am sending you a copy of it and the nurse’s letter. I was never so badly struck in my life as when I heard of his death, for his could not have grieved me more has it been my own brother. The day he went away I never got bidding him good-bye, for the morning he went on the sick list I was on parade, and when I came in he was away. The boys in the platoon and company he was in were all greatly grieved at hearing about his death. You have my sincerest sympathy in your trouble. I don’t know how I am ever going to go home – if I ever do – without him. He was like a brother to me.“
Unable to bring their son back to Ireland, William and Minnie had to be content with the fact that their son was given a military funeral in the town where he died. Joseph Collins was laid to rest in the graveyard of St Mary’s Church in Chirk.
Death and Service 