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Mysterious William Thomas PRICE

Well, I ordered the birth certificate for the William Thomas PRICE who was baptised at St Mary's, Lambeth, Surrey on 14th July 1861. To recap, the baptism says that the parents were William and Eliza PRICE living in Christchurch, Surrey and that William was a drover. The birth certificate says that William Thomas as born on 8th June 1861 at 2 Bear Lane, Christchurch, Surrey and that the father was William PRICE, a cattle drover, and that the mother was Eliza PRICE formerly PARKER. The informant was Eliza PRICE, who mde her mark, and her address was 2 Bear Lane, Christchurch, Surrey. The birth was registered on 10th July 1861, so Eliza was alive at that point! This is so odd! Is this father, William PRICE, the same man who married Mary VALANTINE on 17th July 1861? How could that possibly be? Could William PRICE, the drover, be baptising a child with someone called Eliza on 14th July 1861 and then get married to Mary VALANTINE three days later on the 17th? However, there is...

William PRICE, Mary's mystery brother! Post 2

In trying to track down Mary's mystery brother, if I'm honest I'm not too sure what to try! If you look on the familysearch wiki at the information on parishes in the Surrey area, where the 1871 census says he was born, there are firstly a lot of parishes and secondly not all appear to have their records online. So I'm consious that online searching may not find what I'm after because the records are just not there! However, if we trust that he really is 10 years old, or thereabouts, on the 1871 census, this gives a birth year of 1860 or 1861. As children can be baptised some time after birth (as happened with Martha, born in 1861 but baptised in 1864), I searched on the London Baptism records at Ancestry looking from 1859 to 1864. Much to my amazement, I found a baptism for William Thomas PRICE with parents William and Eliza PRICE on 14 Jul 1861 at St Mary's, Lambeth. The father gives his occupation as drover. Once again I find myself thinking, surely the...