Elizabeth Helen (pref Helen)# Senior

  Notes:

Got maiden name from Anne St Wright/G-P research. Also got parents from same source.

Shown as Eliza in Aitkens research, but is definately Elizabeth on 1871 census form.

NB; Henry was married twice, secondly to Elizabeth, but if Henry married Eliz in '45 (she was only 17??) then all the children shown ARE hers.

At time of wedding living at; 3 Barrowby Street.

1841 Census; can't find, prob in Jamaica.

1851 Census (age 22) living at 6 Islington Green, St Mary's Islington, London with husband, 2 daughters, 1 visitor (George Gibbs, 24, Booksellers Assitant), 1 pupil (Philip Jones, 17) and 2 servants.

1861 Census (age 54) living at 32 Compton Terrace, Islington, London with husband, children, brother (Arthur Senior) and 4 servants.

1871 Census (age 42); Living at 32 Compton Terrace, Islington, London with husband and 8 daughters and 1 son. Also 4 servants.

1881 Census (age 52) incorrectly indexed on ancestry as 'Bakman'. Living as widow at 13 Canonbury Lane, Islington with 6 daughters, 1 visitor (Edward Bayess?, 28, Physcian) and 4 servants. Occupation; Annuitant. 13 Canonbury Lane shown in Wendy Henderson's photograph.

1881; Witness at wedding of Christopher StJW and Agnes Louisa Bateman.

1890; Witness at the wedding of Bernard M Bateman and Alice Hinkson.

1891 Census (age 62) Living as widow at 64 Longridge Road, Brompton, S.Kensington with 5 daughters, son and 3 servants. Occupation; Living on own means.

Wendy found article in old Times where an 80 yr old confidence trickers was invited into the house on Longridge Rd and entertained by Miss Bateman and her mother on the pretext that he was a friend of their sister/dau in Indian. Whilst he was there he stole some medical instruments. This chap used to smooth talk servants to get his way into big houses !

1901 Census (age 73) Living as widow at 64 Longridge Road, St Cuthbert's Parish, Brompton, S.Kensington with 3 daughters and 3 servants. Occupation; Living on own means.

Circa 1914; She was still living at Longridge Road, according to Anthony's B fathers book on WWI, but she died in 1910 ?!?!

Lived for 30 years after death of her husband, who was 22 years older than her.


Below is a poem translated from scrawny handwriting by Wendy Henderson (qv). Original document found in Ann G-P's (qv) belongings in an envelope marked "'Not to be destroyed some doggerel lines of my dearest one's, being precious." !

And so darling wifey was in a quandry
Because she'd not hear from her husband or ( …….) word must rhyme/scan with quandry
From Friday to Monday no letter had come from her house up in London
her own darling home

The Postman had been to the street with his letters
and handed epistles to maids and “their betters”
The sun had shone forth in his might and his glory
And lighted all Brighton both Whiggy and Tory

He had then gone to bed and made way for the moon
And the stars her companions did follow her soon
The night was thus passed and new day had returned
With epistles to maids who for lovers had burned

Again and again had the sun run his course
And the moon and the stars and the postman no worse (?)
But no letter for Helen was seen in his hand
For husband was busy two miles from the Strand

While wifey was sighing and hoping and praying and longing for letters
Her husband was staying at home with his children and patients in town
Nor could he find time to have a run down

To Brighton to kiss his own darling, his beauty
Without doing wrong and neglecting his duty
For Saturday found him up early and late
Working hard with his pen and working hard with his pate

saveAnd Sunday to him sure no Sabbath was found
Now early from home he went forth on “his rounds”
He trudged and he tramped and he walked left and right
He began in the morning and ended at night.

He taught some young children and sang some sweet hymns
He heard two good sermons and wearied his limbs
In marching from home to his patients and school
And the Church near King's Cross as you know is his rule

On Monday the list was alarming to look at
He thought of the number on whom he'd to call
Between the day dawn and the blessed night fall

He saw all he could and came home to his tea
And kissed his sweet Alice and bonny Marie
But his list was not finished so when tea was ended
To visit the rest on his weary way wended

But as time advanced, fresh empages(?) came
To take him from house and to take him from home
No pause in his labours no rest for his foot
Till the clock struck eleven and quarter to boot

Or at last if not quite it was nearly this time
When he entered the door not the staircase to climb
But his patients to enter and his fees to record
And his list to give out as I give you my word

About a quarter to twelve he went up to his bed
And his clothes were soon off and his prayers were soon said
And the sweet word of life from God's most holy book
Was perused by your husband ere his rest took

And Tuesday you know is a day when he sees
Many patients at home without working for fees
When St Mary's struck six he felt sleepy no doubt
But his duty loud called him and soon he was out

By half after nine he had seen more than fifty
Of the weak and the wounded, the poor and the thrifty
Who came for advice for their eyes or their limbs
Or their hands or their trunks or their ills or their whim

And who having heard of his name or his skill
And could not or would not incur a long bill
Came for gratis advice when 'tis given you know
On three days a week at St Addy's Row

Presumably written between 1850 (Alice's bday) and Irene in 1852 ? So (Elizabeth) Helen appears to have been in Brighton then .... and this would also imply that Henry had a practise at St Addy's Row, wherever that is.

Elizabeth married Dr. Henry Charles# Bateman FRCS, LSA, son of Thomas# Bateman and Jane# Jordan, on 27 Dec 1845 in New Christian Church, Argyll Square, London. (Dr. Henry Charles# Bateman FRCS, LSA was born on 30 Sep 1806 in Burton On Trent, christened on 26 Nov 1806 in Burton On Trent and died on 21 Nov 1880 in Islington, London.)