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  • EPISODE 398 THE SHORT AND HORRIFIC LIFE OF GEORGE EVERITT GREEN, HOME CHILD PART TWO

    EPISODE 398    THE SHORT AND HORRIFIC LIFE OF GEORGE EVERITT GREEN, HOME CHILD ,  PART TWO


    alan skeoch
    July 2021

    NOTE:  The fifteen year lifespan of George Everett Green is not a story of idyllic rural life
    on an Ontario farm.  The last six months of his life are the direct opposite.  I used the word horrific in the heading…that
    says it all.   Rather than type a new manuscript I will stick largely to the script written in 1992 with
    corrections added.   In 1992 I did not know what happened to Rose Findlay, the tormentor of George…murderess
    is a better term.   Documents recently discovered state she spent at least one year in the Mercer Reformatory 
    for Women located in the Parkdale district of Toronto.   The Mercer Reformatory has been demolished only the home of the matron remains.
    Rose was convicted of child abuse rather than murder.  Convicted.  She did not escape justice even though
    many people considered her innocent.  Some Canadians believed Home Children should never have been
    shipped to Canada owing to the fact most of these children came the slums of English cities.

    The negative attitude to Home  Children circulated among many Canadians.   The attitude is best
    seen in  the political cartoon below.  The children were regarded as the sweepings of the slums.  Worthless and
    diseased.   Children that England was glad to send to the colonies.  Children that many people in Canada
    felt were not legitimate immigrants.   As a result many Home Children were overworked and abused. Mind you Others
    were greeted warmly and became valued as future farmers.   Love and hate were expressed among Canadians when Home Children
    were mentioned in casual conversation.  That will be apparent as my story unfolds.  But first take a close look
    at this wretched cartoon….titled “OUR GUTTER CHILDREN” being rescued by a Christian missionary called Dr Barnardo.  George Everett
    Green was abandoned by his laundress mother when he was 6 years old. 




     


    WHY TELL THIS STORY OF NEGLECT, ABUSE AND MURDER?


    Why is this story so close to me?  My grandmother, Louisa Bufton, was nearly such a child.  Her mother had been impregnated by
    one person named Doctor Price…a medical doctor. He assumed no responsibility for grandma.  And her mother was too poor to
    do much .  How could single women with little children even survive?  No help for them. 

    A distant aunt, Miss Webb, heard that Louisa was being mistreated and possibly becoming a street child in Manchester.
    Aunt Webb rescued her and brought her along with another child to a farm in Herefordshire where she grew up.  But always with a
    bit of the stigma that abandoned children carried through their lives.   Grandma was a very bright woman whose cheerfulness dominated
    her life.  A good marriage happened when she met Edward Freeman who became the head gardener on the 1500 acre Eywood Estate
    near Kington, Herefordshire.   Migrated to Canada in 1908.  Shared adventures and tragedies.   She sang and played the organ as an
     integral part of her Erin Township, Wellington County, Ontario community after she and 
    her husband Edward Freeman migrated to Canada.   Somehow they made a living and raised two children on a tiny 25 acre
    farm with stones strewn liberally on the bit of dry land and four large swamps where nothing could be grown.  We still  have
    that farm.  Today it is our country estate.


    The Eywood Manor House before it was demolished in 1954 and the Estate sold in pieces.
    Edward Freeman’s brick walled gardens still survive to this day.  We have been there often.



    The Freeman farm as it appeared in 1914…with Louisa Bufton Freeman standing and her daughter Elsie Freeman (my mother)
    cuddling their dog Punch.  The farm house remans much as it appears here. The barn is gone.

    Why tell you this?  Because it is best you know my bias before reading the story of George Everitt Green.

    alan Skeoch
    july 2021

    THE MURDER OF GEORGE EVERITT GREEN

    November, 1992:   WE drove North from Owen Sound through the abandoned village of Presqu’ile where George Everett Green’s body
    had been carried in November 1895.  Mike Brillinger and I planned to made a video of the death of poor little George.  We Drove through the village of  Kemble where the old general store stood cold and empty on the dreary November
    afternoon.  Cloudy day.  Then we ascended the limestone and shale escarpment that towers over the deep water port
    of Owen Sound.   Hairpin turns with the  forest reclaiming land lost to pioneer axes a century ago.  A mile or so on we 
    found the graveyard.  The wire gate was open.

    And there it was…the first gravestone.  A large piece of square limestone with an obelisk top pointing to heaven.
    Beneath that stone lay the remains of George Findlay, brother to Helen Rose Findlay.  He had been killed in 1894 when his team of 
    horses bolted throwing him to his death on the dirt road leading to the forgotten village of Big Bay.  Somewhere on this
    road George Findlay died.   He was 43 years old.

    Helen Rose was 41 years old when she inherited their farm…Lot 42, Concession 25, North Keppel Township, Grey County, Ontario.
    Settlement of the will was contested as many relatives felt Helen Rose Findlay should not get the farm.  But she did.   She spent the
    winter of 1894 alone in the frame farmhouse.  A tough winter for Helen. 

    I don’t think she was ready for the tasks of pioneer farming.  I do not admire Helen Findlay but do have some compassion
    for her situation.  North Keppel is a poor place to try and operate a farm.  In November. 1992 the land was abandoned.  Thin topsoil,
    poor drainage, brutal winters.  A depressing place.  Nearby is a lake named the Slough of Despond, a term borrowed
    from Bunyan’s Pilgrm’s Progress.   Slough of Despond … not much more need be said.  

    Helen could not operate the farm without help so she applied to Alfred Owen, superintendent of the Barnardo distributing
    home for young destitute children located in  Toronto.  Her application was accepted since her brother George had taken a
    Home child without any subsequent problem. 

     Fifteen year old George Green was sent by train to Owen Sound where he was picked up by William Johnson, the stagecoach driver.
    A few months later Mr. Johnson would be a key witness in the murder trial.   William Johnson testified that the boy was an imbecile
    who could not even get off the stagecoach without falling.   Others described the boy as a kind of docile version of Frankenstein.

    WHO WAS GEORGE EVERRIT GREEN?

    He looked a lot younger than 15.  (Some sources said he was 17 really but agree he looked younger than that).  His early  life had not been
    pleasant. His father died 1888 when George was very young.  Apparently his mother was a drunken abusive person.   George became a slum kid…a street orphan.

    Negative comments about the mothers of slum children are quite common.  And also very insensitive.  Seems popular these days
    to judge the lives of people in the past using the lens of the present as I have said before.  Single mothers in 19th century England 
    lived a vicious hand to mouth existence.  No social services.  Often carrying the stigma of loose and immoral behaviour.    Alone and rejected.
    How so many of these women managed to keep their children and survive is to me miraculous.  The fact that many surrendered their
    children to social missionaries like Dr Barnardo should be no surprise.  Take a moment to think what you would do in similar situations.

    George was rescued by Dr. Barnardo when George’s sister and mother signed him over to the Barnardo Home.  Dr. Barnardo was
     an English evangelist whose compassion for destitute and abandoned children led to the
    creation of one of the greatest refuges for the poor in England.  George loved the Barnardo Home…first time he felt safe.  He was fed,
    housed and given training in basic trades.  He was also taught to read and write in order that he could read the bible and
    become  a good Christian.  Then on March 25, 1895 he joined 167 other male Barnardo children being sent to Canada on  the
    steamship Parisian.  Not a pleasant experience . The boys were jammed into the steerage part of the ship.  George was sea sick
    for the entire trip and had to live in foul conditions throughout.

    BACKGROUND RECORD



    “Until he was six, Green lived with his older sister, Margaret, his younger brother, Walter, and his parents in lodging-houses in the Tottenham suburb of London. In 1886 the parents deserted their children, who were admitted to the Old Parish School and then to the Enfield Farm School run by the Edmonton Poor Law Union, a local government institution. Their father died in January 1888. In May 1894 their mother induced Margaret, aged 17, to leave her job at the farm school for a place in service, and in retaliation the union discharged the boys into their mother?s care. Within a month Mrs Green was unable to pay the rent on her room, and she and the boys began to sleep rough. In July 1894 George and Walter were admitted to the East End Juvenile Mission of Dr Thomas John Barnardo at their mother?s request. George was described in the admission documents as well conducted, but with a cast in his left eye and a peculiar appearance. Eight months later, on 21 March 1895, the brothers embarked for Canada in a party of 167 boys.

    George was sent on 3 April to a bachelor farmer in Norfolk County, Ont., who returned him to the Barnardo receiving home in Toronto within the trial period of a month because the boy?s defective vision meant that he could not drive a team. On 7 May, Green was dispatched to a second place, near Owen Sound, to live with a single woman, Helen R. Findlay. Since her brother?s death the previous summer, Findlay had run the family farm alone. Before that time, two Barnardo boys had been placed on separate occasions with the Findlays. Neighbours who saw Green soon after he arrived described him as clean, healthy, quiet, and backward. Findlay, who after her brother?s death had been observed doing field and barn work the community regarded as inappropriate for women, they viewed with suspicion

    These comments tell precious little about George.  What was he really like?  Was he an imbecile?  Or was he just a shy kid with physical
    problems.  On this matter hinged the whole murder case.  One of the first persons to testify was William Johnson who swore ‘to tell the the whole
    truth and nothing but the truth”  He was put on  the stand by defence lawyer Tucker who was defending Helen Rose Findlay.  The purpose of  Johnson’s
    testimony wa to persuade the jury that George Green was weak in body and mind…a sick boy suffering from congenital syphillis inherited
    from an immoral mother or, should  that argument fail, Mr. Tucker inferred that George suffered from ‘Scrofula’ …i.e. tuberculosis.

    THE MURDER TRIAL: OWEN SOUND, ONTARIO, 1895: HELEN ROSE FINDLAY CHARGED WITH MURDER

    THE STAGECOACH DRIVER’S TESTIMONY REGARDNG GEORGE GREEN

    “QUESTION:  You are a stage coach driver from Owen Sound to Big Bay?
    ANSWER:  Yes
     
    Do you know George E. Green?
    Yes, I saw him.
    When did you first meet him?
    I think it was the early part of May (1895)
    As you first saw the boy describe his personal appearance.
    He was very much deformed.
    In what way>
    Several ways, I think.  One leg was very crooked or something wrong with his feet…he didn’t
    seem to be able to walk properly.
    You say his feet seemed to be tender one leg seemed to be  crooked.   Then his hips, something wrong there?
    Seemed to nbe twisted some way, …he was crooked, twisted in the back.
    How were his shoulders?
    One shoulder seemed to be as if something knocked it, it was crooked.
    His eyes?
    His eyes seemed to be looking in two different ways.  They were crooked in his head.
    What is known as cross eyes?
    Yes.
    His mouth?
    His mouth seemed to be twisted to one side altogether and his chin set out.
    Do you know what hand he used  (*note – Mr. Tucker knew George was left handed)
    No
    How was his intellect?
    Very poor.   When I would speak to him he would not make answer.  I strove to get
    some questions out of him and he would not answer me.  Generally I wish to know what 
    they (ie. Home children) are like and I put questions to him but him I could not get
    any satisfactory answer.
    Did he have any baggage with him?
    Yes, a valise.
    Who handled the valise?
    Well, I did at the last.
    Did he handle it at all?  He went to lift and he reached out in a different direction from where the
    valise was sitting and fell over…he was awkward in all his movements.
    Who went out with you on the stage that day?
    I think Daniel Davidson was the only one.
    How did he get out of the rig?
    Well, he eiher tumbled out or fell out.  I stopped the horses, and the first thing I saw him on his face and 
    he was on his hands and face on the road.  He either missed the step or something.

    Mr. Davidson tells us that he jumped out of the side of the rig on the road.
    He did not, he tumbled and fell out.

    CROSS EXAMINATION BY LAWYER MR. MACKAY (LAWYER FOR THE PROSECUTION) 
    (He is trying to discredit the witness)

    QUESTION: You could not trust him alone.  He was such an imbecile yoU were
    afraid to leave him alone?
    ANSWER:  I was.
    He was so extremely silly you  didn’t like leave him alone?
    That is SO, he was.
    He was not fit to be let loose?
    I didn’t think he was fit to send to a farm.
    He was in the kind of condition, such an imbecile, he might get lost and die in the fields?
    I considered by his appearance he was an imbecile, and like an intoxicated one.
    Oh, he was an intoxicated imbecile?
    He was not but he looked like that.
    Then you would not think this boy able to work at all?
    I would not take him to work.  
    He was all twisted up?>
    Yes he was.
    Twisted in the shoulder?
    Yes
    Twisted in the legs?
    Yes
    Twisted in his back?
    Yes
    Twisted in the eyes?
    Yes
    What else?
    The jaw was twisted too
    And he was doubly imbecilic?
    Yes, regular imbecile

    (Then) Daniel Davidson is lying straight out when he says that the boy got out of the
    rig..what kind of rig, ordinary box, was it?
    Yes.
    Then Davidson must be lying when he said George put his hands on the sides and sprung out?
    I have nothing to do with Daniel Davidson.
    Was there anything right about George Green?
    His appetite,
    Was his head twisted to the side of the high shoulder?
    Yes, from the side of the high shoulder
    It is a wonder they did not put him in a museum?
    I winder they didn’t put him somewhere else.
    Was there anything else crooked about him?
    Yes, his mouth.
    Squint mouth, cross-eyed,what else?
    His chin around the jaw was just shot out.
    What else?  Anything else crooked? You have only told us about his leg, And neck and shoulder
    and mouth and eyes…was there anything else?
    There seemed to be something wrong with his spine.
    His back was twisted?
    Seemed to be.
    Can it you give us something else.  What else was twisted?  (I think) You were to a little twisted that
    day yourself, were you?
    I don’t be as much twisted as you be.
    You think your eye-sight was good?
    I do.

    NOTE:  The physical condition of George Green when he arrived at Miss Findlay’s farm is
    critical to the case.  If the testimony of the stage driver Johnson was competent, then George
    Everett Green was crippled and mentally deficient. therefore Miss
    Findlay could not be held responsible. According to Johnson, George Green was a broken child before he arrived.
    Mr. Mackay then called James Jeffery, a blacksmith apprentice in the village of Kemble.
    If Jeffery contradicts Johnson then who is to be believed.  Which witness is more credible?

    NEXT EPISODE



    George Everett Green, 1895 when he turned 15 years of age.
    …one of the most notable Home Children ever sent to Canada.
    …and one of the most tragic stories of child abuse.



    Stark; cramped cell is all too typical of the living quarters provided for inmates at Mercer Reformatory in Toronto. They are no larger than the stalls for horses at the CNE. Many are without windows and the girls try to brighten them up by putting small pictures on the walls.

    MERCER REFORMATORY FOR INCORRIGIBLE WOMEN…TORONTO
    (Helen Rose Findlay eventually spent time in the Mercer Reformatory)
  • EPISODE 398 COMING BUT WILL BE LATE

    EPISODE 398 STORY COMING BUT MARJORIE WILL NOT HAVE TIME TO PROOF READ UNTIL TONIGHT
    Alan skeoch july 2021
    This episode has more print and a few startling picture…particularly an 1895 cartoon. I hope most of you are readers. A very tough story in these tough times when we seem to enjoy judging the events of the past by the lens of the present. The story will be sent tonight…part of a series I wrote a few years ago but never had the nerve to publish…never even tried after the story was written.
    I have fallen into the habit of writing a story every day…some long, some shore…all illustrated. Episode 398 involve a lot of work and some fact checking. And there are other things in our lives. So glad that most of you seem to like the stories.
    alan

  • EPISODE 397 GEORGE EVERRIT GREEN, BORN FEB. 8, 1880, DIED Nov. 8, 1895 — STARVATION, ABUSE AND NEGLECT

    correction 1880 to 1895 (thanks jeannette)
    > On Jul 27, 2021, at 9:44 PM, ALAN SKEOCH <alan.skeoch@rogers.com> wrote: > > EPISODE 397 GEORGE EVERRIT GREEN, BORN FEB. 8, 1890, DIED Nov. 8, 1895 — STARVATION, ABUSE AND NEGLECT > > alan skeoch > July 2021 > > My wife Marjorie does not want me to tell this story again. In the 1990’s I researched and wrote about poor, fragile, handicapped, unwanted George > Everitt Green. The story haunts me to this day. In 1895 the story of his tragic death was known by all Canadians. Today his story crops > up now and again. In 1992 I wrote and delivered a short version of the story over CBC Radio Noon. The story does not rest well in Canada. Best forgotten. > Not long afterward my CBC producer told me over the phone, “We do not need you anymore.” I suspect the two events are > connected. > > I spent a lot of time and a fair bit of money putting the story together. I even travelled to Liverpool, England to confirm the records. Mike Brillinger > and I made a videotape on the desperate farm in North Keppel Township, Grey County, Ontario, where George was starved, beaten and > mistreated horribly by Rose Findlay for the seven months > of his life in Canada. Why did she treat him so miserably? She said to neighbour that she rather liked beating him. > > When the coroner was called to examine George’s body, he was horrified. George was curled up in a kind of fouled straw nest. His body was bruised and > cut, He was emaciated. His straw nest was also his toilet. What I remember from my manuscript was the strange red dots on his body. > > Rose Findlay was subsequently charged with murder. Her court case was big news across Canada. Most startling was the fact > that the jury could not agree that George was murdered. Rose got off. > > My manuscript goes into great detail as the court record reveals. Was George diseased when he arrived in Canada as a Barnardo child? > Dying? Or was he just a shy, little, abandoned boy…blind in one eye and crooked in the other eye. A London street waif at 6 years of age. > A slum child among the 30% of the population of England living in poverty. > > Have I got the guts to tell the story once more?<6437980855_dfa02cbde2.jpg> > > FRONT PAGE OF MY 1992 MANUSCRIPT > > 1992 September > > “No sign of life. In the garish light of a late September afternoon Mike Brillinger and I walked the unadorned > fields of the old Findlay farm, North Keppel Township, Grey County, Ontario. No buildings remain…no foundations… > just a small dump with rusted pots and broken dishes. It was here I believe George Everett Green was > murdered on November 8, 1895. His death remains a mystery. Helen Rose Findlay was charged wth his > murder but never convicted because the Owen Sound jury was split. Subsequently she was charged with > the lesser offence of child abuse and child neglect but she disappeared. What happened that November > when George died? There is lots of hearsay evidence in the court records.” > > “Just waking these desperate abandoned fields now overgrown with wild apples,burdock, goldenrod and > red clover has been an experience I cannot forget.” > > CONTINUED…MAYBE

  • EPISODE 397 GEORGE EVERRIT GREEN, BORN FEB. 8, 1890, DIED Nov. 8, 1895 — STARVATION, ABUSE AND NEGLECT

    EPISODE 397   GEORGE EVERRIT GREEN, BORN FEB. 8, 1890, DIED Nov. 8, 1895 — STARVATION, ABUSE AND NEGLECT


    alan skeoch
    July 2021

    My wife Marjorie does not want me to tell this story again.  In the 1990’s I researched and wrote about poor, fragile, handicapped, unwanted George
    Everitt Green.  The story haunts me to this day.  In 1895 the story of his tragic death was known by all Canadians.  Today his story crops
    up  now and again.  In 1992 I wrote and delivered a short version of the story over CBC Radio Noon. The story does not rest well in Canada.  Best forgotten.
    Not long afterward my CBC producer told me over the phone, “We do not need you anymore.”  I suspect the two events are
    connected.

    I spent a lot of time and a fair bit of money putting the story together. I even travelled to Liverpool, England to confirm the records.   Mike Brillinger
    and I made a videotape on the desperate farm in North Keppel Township, Grey County, Ontario, where George was starved, beaten and 
    mistreated horribly by Rose Findlay for the seven months
    of his life in Canada.   Why did she treat him so miserably? She said to neighbour that she rather liked beating him.

    When the coroner was called to examine George’s body, he was horrified.  George was curled up in a kind of fouled straw nest.  His body was bruised and
    cut,  He was emaciated.  His straw nest was also his toilet.  What I remember from my manuscript was the strange red dots on his body.

    Rose Findlay was subsequently charged with murder.   Her court case was big news across Canada.  Most startling was the fact
    that the jury could not agree that George was murdered.  Rose got off.  

    My manuscript goes into great detail as the court record reveals.  Was George diseased when he arrived in Canada as a Barnardo child?
    Dying?  Or was he just a shy, little, abandoned boy…blind in one eye and crooked in the other eye.  A London street waif at 6 years of age.
    A slum child among the 30% of the population of England living in poverty.

    Have I got the guts to tell the story once more?

    FRONT PAGE OF MY 1992 MANUSCRIPT

    1992  September

    “No sign of life. In the garish light of a late September afternoon Mike Brillinger and I walked the unadorned
    fields of the old Findlay farm, North Keppel Township, Grey County, Ontario.  No buildings remain…no foundations…
    just a small dump with rusted pots and broken dishes.  It was here I believe George Everett Green was 
    murdered on November 8, 1895.  His death remains a mystery.  Helen Rose Findlay was charged wth his
    murder but never convicted because the Owen Sound jury was split.   Subsequently she was charged with
    the lesser offence of child abuse and child neglect but she disappeared.  What happened that November
    when George died?  There is lots of hearsay evidence in the court records.”

    “Just waking these desperate abandoned fields now overgrown with wild apples,burdock, goldenrod and
    red clover has been an experience I cannot forget.”

    CONTINUED…MAYBE
  • EPISODE 396 DAMAGED 15 FOOT ROWBOAT….LOVED BY HEMINGWAY, COLERIDGE, STEINBECK…SKEOCHS

    EPISODE 396     DAMAGED 15 FOOT ROWBOAT…LOVED BY HEMINGWAY, COLERIDGE, STEINBECK…SKEOCH.


    alan skeoch
    July 2021



    This ROWBOAT  has seen better days.  Someone even set it on fire
      Badly damaged.  My problem is
    I would like to make the best of the hull…oil stain perhaps.  I need advice.

    step 1)  today I belt sanded the burned places.  Lots of black charred wood 
    removed.   Quite a mess but the fire only damaged the first quarter inch of the hull.

    step 2)  wash the hull perhaps using a commercial cleaner.

    step 3)  HELP?   OIL STAIN? SEMI TRANSPARENT STAIN?  SOLID COLOUR?
    The boat will never touch water again.  I would just like to restore it enough to
    be a good prop for movie people.   Boats like this are not easy to find.

    step 4:  Putting the boat outside for the winter months…actually spring, summer, fall and winter months
    …so it will need a generous amount of whatever seems best.

    Why?  Why not keep it inside a barn?  That’s a good idea but I have stretched 
    Andrew and Nick’s patience to the breaking point.  “You know dad, the boat will
    have to sit outside in the weather.”    He said it nicely but there was a ‘no debate’ tone
    to his voice.   

    Keep in mind I have already filled the big barn with my sets and prop…and some spilled over
    to the stable…then the paint shop and now the machinery barn.  Everyone has their limits.

    I need your advice … a good (and cheap if possible) all weather wood stain that will cover
    up bad spots on the hull.   So bad that after spending the day belt sanding and scraping
    the charcoal  from the surface of the hulll that I looked like a chimney sweeper from
    Victorian England.   Too big to go down a chimney with a brush.  In victorian times
    the job was reserved for skinny kids with the rubbery bones from ricketts due to the fact
    those little Dickensian street kids rarely sat in the sunshine.    I am not skinny nor am I
    interested in cleaning chimneys.

    All I want to do is create a FAKE boat.   Suggest a colour and a stain that will make
    my boat look good…in all kinds of weather.


    CONVERSATION THAT IS ONLY IN MY MND

    “Andrew, this boat is worth storing in your house let alone your machine shed.”
    “I know Dad…but we need space for Bob Cats, trucks, tree planters, cement mixers…lots of things.”
    “Agree…but still a little space for imagination…my imagination…I see this old rowboat
    floating in places of global importance.   Great writers have written about this kind of rowboat..
    Hemingway, Coleridge, Steinbeck…”

    “OK, Dad, we will see what we can do…after you get the charcoal cut way and penetrating oil applied.”

    “Andrew, take a look at the possible movie scenes below…all would feature this rowboat.

    “Enough, Dad…more than enough.  We will rescue the boat for the sake of future generations
    and the film industry.”


    Hemingway’s story…The Old Man and the Sea…if filmed again would find my
    old rowboat ideal


    Dunkirk in World War Two…my rowboat fits perfectly…either abandoned or
    carrying 5 or 6 men to offshore rescue ships.   All that is necessary is imagination




    Coleridge must have seen a boat like mine before he wrote his famous poem.  “Alone, Alone, all, all alone, Alone on a wide, wide seas….”




    Or adrift with the flotsam and jetsam of Steinbeck’s novel, Cannery Row.


    Or..Here is the real thing…an abandoned rowboat among the shoreline grasses of Prince Edward Island.