An Edwardian Album

In Edwardian times it was common practice for families and friends to create albums of material that they may have created themselves or developed from other sources. This particular album, from Walsden in West Yorkshire, was started in 1914, at the outbreak of World War I, probably as a result of needing a distraction from the horrors of war, and was completed by 1923. It illustrates the high moral standards expected in these times, as well as the creative skills, albeit sometimes naive, of the individuals involved. Note that missing page numbers were blank.

The transcribed pages of the book appear below, with full-resolution artwork here


Eveline Hartley

2 Ashdene

Henshaw Rd

Walsdin [sic]


When the golden sun is setting

And your mind from care is free

When of others you are thinking

Will you sometimes think of me

Albert Hartley - Nov 1st - 1915


If scribbling in albums,

Remembrance secures,

With the greatest of pleasure

I'll scribble in yours.

Mrs A Hartley - 2 Ash Dene, Walsden - Oct 29/1915




Go into the world with a might

Determined to do what’s right

And if others scoff and sneer

You will never have need to fear

F Fielden - 23-11-15


If you your lips, would guard from slips

Five little things beware;

Of whom you speak, to whom you speak,

And how, and when, and where.

E Dean - Mar 18. 17


Song from "The Husband of Poverty"

There was a knight of Bethlehem,

Whose wealth was tears and sorrows;

His men-at-arms were little lambs,

His trumpeters were sparrows;

His castle was a wooden cross,

Whereupon He hung so high;

His helmet was a crown of thorns

Whose crest did touch the sky.

A Fielden - 1915


All is not gold that glitters.

R K Jackson - Mar 28th 1916


Oriental Picture


When in this book you look,
and on this page you frown,
Think of the one whose s...


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Memorial Picture


Life is a city full of streets

Death is the market where all men meet

If life were a thing that money could buy,

The poor would not live and the rich would not die

Eveline Hartley




There is music in the hammer,

There is music in the nail,

There is music in a pussy-cat,

If you hold it by the tail

M Jackson - Febry 23/16




Ramshill, Petersfield


Welsh Scenary


The Needles, Isle of Wight


When this you see

remember me

And think of me


Let all the world say

what they will

But speak of me

as you find me

Mrs J Hartley


Just a lonely


J Hartley




We cannot of course all be handsome

Tis hard for us all to be good

We are sure now and then to be lonely

And we do not always do as we should

To be clever is not always easy

To be patient it’s much harder still

But at least we can all be pleasant

If we make up our minds that we will

John F Barker - Jan 2/16



There’s a brand new Hospital in our square

Where the queerest of patients are tended with care.

When I paid them a visit I saw in a crib

A little umbrella who’d broken his rib.

And sadly I saw in the very next bed

A bright little pin who’d bumped his poor head.

I heard a loud scream & soon I espied,

A lady-like shoe with a stitch in her side

Edith Starkie


Queer Hospital


When through the woods your roaming,

And there you chance to see,

A little flower forget-me-not,

Pluck it and think of me.

Ruth Highley - Nov 13/1915


Your kindness shall bring to you many sweet hours,

And blessings your pathway to crown;

Affection shall weave you a garland of flowers,

More precious than wealth or renown.

A Dean - Mar 18th 1917


Make new friends but keep the old

One is silver the other is gold

Brows may wrinkle hair turn grey

True friendship never knows decay

J J Williams - Nov 2/1915


The day is cold and dark, and dreary;

It rains and the wind is never weary;

The vine still clings to the mouldering wall,

But at every gust the dead leaves fall,

And the day is dark and dreary

- Longfellow

The mind has a thousand eyes,

And the heart but one;

Yet the light of the whole life dies

When love is done.

- Bourdillon

D Fielden


Changes may come, friends may depart,

Changes will never change my heart,

I am your friend yet and will be for ever

You may change

But me never.

Ethel Crossley - No 2 Beech Street, Walsden - Feb 14th 1916


In after years when this you see,

I wonder what your name will be.

Annie Pengilly - 2 Bath St, Walsden - Feb 14 1916




A pretty face to look upon

is better than a plain one

but a character is everything

and you should try to gain one.

Ruth Wadsworth - 1917


Bliss to those that love thee.

Bliss to those thou lovest.

May heaven smile upon thee

Where so, ere thou rovest

J A Crowther - Nov 2/1915


There’s no love like a Mother’s

You may seek for it in vain

You may be love’d by others

But a mothers love ne’er comes again.

Mrs Greenwood - Nov 2nd/1915


Men want but little here below

And are not hard to please

But women, bless her little heart

Wants everything she see’s.

Ruth Greenwood - Nov 2nd/1915


Love many

Trust few

Learn to paddle

Your own canoe

Mrs Fielden - 1915


All Things Bright and Beautiful


Mary had a little watch,

She swallowed it one day

And now she’s taking Epsom Salts

To pass the time away.

Annie Holt -1916


Selling Flowers


Always speak kind of a neighbour,

You’ll find it a far better plan,

To be honest and true in all that you do,

And speak a kind word when you can.

Mrs J Hallas - 14/4/1916


When the distant sun is setting

And from care your heart is free

When of others you are thinking

Will you sometimes think of me

Think of me when you are lonely

Leave for me one little spot

In the depths of your affection

Plant one sweet ‘forget me not’.

Nellie C Clegg - Birks Hall, Walsden - June 12 1916


You never can tell when you do an act,

just what the result will be,

But with its every deed,

you are sowing a seed,

Though its harvest you may not see.

Mrs J Hiley


Try to B sharp,

never B flat,

& Always B natural

J Hiley


Dear Jesus ever at my side

How loving Thou must be

To leave Thy home in Heaven to guard

A little child like me

Clarice Hiley


We may write our names in albums

We may trace them in the sand

We may chisel them in marble

With a firm and steady hand:

But Dear friend there is an album

Full of leaves of snowy white

Where no name is ever tarnished

But for ever pure and bright:

And in that book of Life, God’s album,

May our names be penned with care,

And may all who here have written

Write their names for ever there.

Amy Hiley




How‘er it be

It seems to me

’Tis only noble

To be good.

Kind hearts are more

Than coronets

And simple faith

Than Norman blood

Annie Holt - Jan 2nd 1916


Love many, trust few,

Learn to paddle your own canoe.

Love is like the red red rose.

Doris Sutcliffe


Speech is silver

but silence is golden

Nora Crossley - Jan 9th 1916


Blue Flower


Here’s health to the bird that sits in the tree,

May it never lose a feather,

If I can't have the boy I love,

I’ll have another fellow.

E Greenwood

56 & 57

Like lilies we must be

Like water lilies bright,

That float upon the stream

So fair, and pure, and white

Like lilies of the vale

That hang their heads so low,

We, too, must humble be

Would we to heaven go.

And if we too are pure

Like water lilies pale,

And lowly in our minds

Like lilies of the vale;

The golden lilies grace

And beauty shall be ours,

When God on high transplants

His little human flowers.

Mrs J Hartley - 16 Bottomley Road, Walsden - Jan 1st 1916


Always Keep Smiling


Remembrance lives to linger near

The scenes of love and friendship dear;

And memory oft brings back to view

The happy hours I passed with you

Edith Barker - 1915


Ox-eye Daisies


Lily of the Valley


Don’t judge a man by the clothes he wears,

For many an honest heart beats beneath a ragged coat.

A Hallas - 10.4.16


Ye noble sons of England that love our native land

“Arise”, an army brave & strong

At duties stern command

Your glorious heritage defend

Drive back the deadly foe

We’ll bravely fight for truth & right

And the enemy overthrow

Mrs John Hartley - Jan 9th 1916


Little blue violet come forth your head

Cosily up in your little green bed

Dewdrops are waiting till you wake up

Fain would they grow in your little blue cup.

Edith May Hartley - Jan 9th 1916


How sweet it is to hear the bells

That call us to our pews

But sweeter still to lie in bed

And have another snooze.

Will Holt - 27/1 1916


Always Natural Music


A diamond may glitter

And flash like a star

But the smile of a friend

Is brighter by far

Edith Williams - Nov 2 1915


Never Before

Little Kittie was saying – “I always take care,”

As she washed up the tea things one day;

When a cup dropped right out of her hand “by itself,”

To her grief and utter dismay.

In a moment she said, with an air of excuse,

As she picked up each piece from the floor,

“Now, I really don't think you should scold me, Mamma,

For I never broke “this” one before”.

Mary Holt - 6 Ash Dene, Walsden, Todmorden - March 8th 1916


Here’s to us two and two more,

And if them two love us two

as we two love them two,

Then here’s to all four.

But if them two don’t love us two

as we two love them two,

Then here’s to us two and no more.

Nellie C Clegg - June 12th 1916


Make hay while the sun shines

No morning sun lasts all the day

Mrs R H Holt - Jan 9th 1916




Joy walketh close in the footsteps of sorrow

We find not the thorn till the rose we have passed

But let it be grief or joy on the morrow

God’s way is the way that is always the best,

Henry Jackson - May 28/16




There’s a jewel we all would own

Known to men as happiness

See it, follow it, if you can,

Never lose your eagerness

But search not for it far and wide,

It’s waiting by your own fireside.

Miss Greenwood


Alpine Flax


Naval Reserve


Sister Susie


Whoever you are, be noble

Whatever you do, do well

Whenever you speak, speak gently

Give joy where ever you dwell

Pte Edgar Morris - Nov 2/1915


True gentleness is in the heart

No matter how you’re dressed

It is the things you say and do

That show what you are at best.

Mrs Williams - Nov 2/1915


It’s a very good world to live in

To spend, or to lend, or to give in

But to beg or to borrow or get a man’s own

It’s the very worst world that ever was known

M A Williams - Nov 2/1915


Go search the world: go search the sea.

Then come you home and sing with me.

There’s no such gold and no such pearl

As a bright and beautiful English girl

John Ogden - 11. X1. 15




Ladies Only

On this page, below this title, there’s a small pink envelope containing a piece of paper that says:

Is it not true

that men are

very inquisitive

Mary Holt - 6 Ash Dene, Walsden, Tod - March 7 1916


By diligence & perseverance

The mouse eat the cable in two

R H Holt - Jan 9th - 1916


Coins of the Realm


If you’ve a mother with silvery hair,

Love one another, trust her with care.

As you grow older the least you can do

Is to do unto mother as she’s done for you

Mrs H Highley - Nov 13/1915


Summer Flowers


The Pyramids


The jewels and gems that we treasure

Some joys of the past may recall

But the gift of a true heart’s offering

Is the brightest jewel of all.

Mrs E Uttley - 341 Halifax Rd, Todmorden - Nov 2nd 1915


How little it costs if we give it a thought

To make happy some heart each day.

Just one kind word or a tender smile,

As we go on our daily way.

Mrs Horsfall - Nov 2nd 1915


All that you do, do it with your might

Things done by half are never done right.

Spend not all you have,

Believe not all you hear,

And tell not all you know.

S W Horsfall - Nov 2nd 1915


The Land of Flowers


The world is a difficult riddle

For how many people we see,

With faces as long as a fiddle

When they ought to be shining with glee.

Miss C Horsfall - 12 Chapel St, Walsden


The Clever Rabbit


Horse Milliners


Thou shalt not covet thy neighbour’s wife on land in air or water,

but thank the Lord it does not say, thou shalt not covet thy neighbour’s daughter.

W Jackson - May 28th 1916


Two ears and a single tongue

By nature’s laws to man belong

The lesson she would teach is clear

Repeat but half of what you hear

If you can't be aisy

be as aisy as you can *

Mrs Barker
* aisy is an archaic spelling of easy


A pair in a hammock

attempted to kiss

When all of a sudden

They landed like sᴉɥʇ

Ethel Pengilly - 2 Beech St, Walsden


Sympathy without Relief

Is like Mustard without Beef

Ethel Pengilly - No 2 Beech St, Walsden




Omnia Vincit Amor


And now I lay me down to sleep,

A little boy once said,

But if I die before I wake,

How will I know I’m dead.

Mrs Holt - Walsden - April 6th 1916


Nought shall make us rue,

If England to itself do rest but true.

M E Allen

Everyone is as God made them, and

oftentimes a great deal worse.

H Allen … Walsden - June 24th 1919


Curved is the line of beauty,

Straight is the line of duty.

Walk by the last, and thou shalt see,

The other ever follow thee.

M Hallas - Mar 10 1916


Dutch Girl


Be Prepared

Back Page

By Hook or by crook

I’ll be the last in your book.

Mary Holt - 6 Ash Dene, Walsden, Tod - March 8th 1916

I don’t think

H Allen

Converted to this form by Ray White, over a hundred years later, during another war, the coronavirus pandemic of 2020.