Eayrs One-Name Study Blog

Waenhuis Guest House

2009-01-16T20:32:00.003Z

More in our series of Eayrs around the world.

If you happen to find yourself in South Africa visiting the Fochville and Carletonville area (just about an hour from Johannesburg) and you need somewhere to stay the night then John & Mel Eayrs may be your best bet.

They run the Waenhuis Guest House where you can not only have a comfortable stay but also enjoy excellent walks and trails on mountain bike trails and 4X4.

Check it out at http://www.waenhuis.co.za/

The Wall

2009-01-02T23:07:00.005Z

I found this photo of James Eayrs (left), listed as 6'7" and 340#, on Flikr.

Info from Internet informs that:

Career Overview

Comes to UWM after two seasons at the North Dakota State College of Science.

Before UWM
Finished with 1,156 points in his two seasons at the North Dakota State College of Science ... fourth on the school's all-time list ... two-time All-Mon-Dak Conference honoree ... also made the NJCAA All-Star team ... averaged 24 points per game during 2007-08 ... third-leading scorer in NJCAA Division I ... shot 49.7 percent from the field ... helped his team to a 25-6 record ... averaged 12.2 points and 7.6 rebounds per game in 2006-07 ... team went 30-2 ... played AAU basketball with teammate Deonte Roberts.

Roseville High School
Honorable mention all-state performer ... also an all-conference honoree ... averaged 19 points, 11 rebounds and 2 blocks per game as a senior.

Personal
Son of James and Mary Eayrs ... worked for a program called Hometown Heroes.

Rob Jeter on James Eayrs
"He certainly gives us some added size but he has tremendous basketball skills. He will be a threat on both ends of the floor. He can shoot it from the outside but is comfortable around the basket, and his size allows him to have an impact defensively and on the boards."

An Eayrs sells the world …

2009-01-02T22:49:00.005Z

I found this on Flikr, entitled: " Seller's Description: 1859 Bill for Terrestrial Globe Boston Book Manufactory

"Billhead of Loring & Eayrs, 136 Washington Street, Boston, operators of a blank book manufactory, and dealers in stationery, drawing materials, writing paper, globes, maps, etc. Bill sent to G. & C. Merriam, publishers of Webster's Dictionary. Condition: mailing folds; offset impressions at bottom; toning, minor creasing. Otherwise VG. 5 1/4" X 7 7/8".

If anyone knows who this Eayrs is I would be pleased to hear from you. - just add a comment and it will reach me.

Statistics for Eayrs

2008-09-18T23:03:00.002+01:00

Eayrs is the 138741st most common family name in the United States

Eayrs occurs 111 times in the most recent US Census (2000)

0.04 out of every 100,000 people in the United States have the family name Eayrs

92.79% are White

0% are Black

0% are Hispanic (any)

4.5% are Asian / Pacific Islander

0% are American Indian / Native American

0% are Two or More

Source: http://www.namewiki.info/familyname/EAYRS [accessed 18 Sep 08]

Eddie Eayrs

2008-09-04T22:22:00.003+01:00

Edwin Eayrs (November 10, 1890 in Blackstone, Massachusetts - November 30, 1969 in Warwick, Rhode Island), is a former professional baseball player who played outfield from 1913-1921. He attended Brown University and also pitched during his career.

From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia [see here and also here]

Evacuated to Rutland (September 1939)

2008-02-08T17:21:00.000Z

This story was submitted to the People's War website by the BBC Essex Action Desk on behalf of June Staley. It is reproduced here under the BBC's 'fair dealing' terms.

Taken from 'June Staley, WW2 People's War' at http://www.bbc.co.uk/ww2peopleswar/ (Article A5566458)

The memories I have of being an evacuee go back to a day or two before war was declared - it could have been the 1st or 2nd September 1939 - waiting at Maynard Road Junior School with a small case and, of course, the gas mask saying goodbye to my Mum, not really sure what was happening. I believe we went by train from St Pancras Station to Oakham Station, ending up at a Village Hall in Burley, sitting around waiting for somebody to take us home. I can still remember being given a cup of Horlicks not properly mixed (I have never liked that drink since then).

Three of us were picked out and went by car over a very bumpy field. It was very dark. We went up to bed — no electric light — we had candles. The other two girls were Brenda, a couple of years older than myself, about 10 I believe, and Doreen, about my age. We all slept in one bed, but that soon changed the next day as, I am sorry to say, I had a weakness, bed-wetting. Still I did get my own bed. We were on a farm called Cow Close Farm, Burley, Oakham, Rutland.

Mr & Mrs Eayrs were very kind to us. They had one son, his name was Geoffrey and he was about 14 years old. We were shown around the farmyard by Bob, one of the farm workers. It was very muddy and as I only had shoes on Bob picked me up and sat me on a huge carthorse — it was wonderful.

Mrs Eayrs helped us to write letters home to Mum and Dad. I am not sure how long Brenda stayed with us but I know she wanted to go home. Then Doreen went home not long after Brenda, so I was on my own. I used to walk to the Village Hall where we had a school. It was quite a walk but eventually all the evacuees and teachers went back home, so I went to the local village school.

I became friendly with one of the girls and was often invited to her home. On looking back I must have been lonely. Mrs Eayrs thought it might be a good idea if I went to live with this family - I think they were called Meredith. I know the man was a butcher. I am not sure how long I was there, but I enjoyed being with the family.

When the bombing in London stopped, Mum came and took me back home and I recall just going into the shelter in the garden when we did get a raid. I went to the Senior Girls School then until the Doodlebugs dropped at the top of the road and our house was badly damaged. Mum sent a telegram to Mrs Eayrs and I was back on the farm. I must have been about 12 then.

I went to school at Cottesmore. There was an aerodrome near there. The farm now had an electric generator so we had electric light, when it worked. Being a little older now I helped with the lambs when they were orphaned, getting up at night to give them a bottle. Also I loved to see the young calves they bought at market to fatten up and sell again. We used to give them a bucket of milk and let them lick our fingers.

I used to go to the bottom pantry and clean the eggs and put them in packing cases ready for market. They used to hang the pheasants here after a shoot on the farm. The top pantry was for dairy produce. Here there were great big bowls of milk and each day the cream was skimmed off and put in a butter churn. When there was enough cream I helped to churn until the butter formed. Mrs Eayrs also taught me how to clean and skin a rabbit and pluck and clean chickens. It was quite a big farm house.

In the back kitchen was a lovely old pump. The farm workers would come in during the early morning and pump the water up to the tank. I do not know how it worked but with the back boiler in the other kitchen we had hot water. This kitchen had lovely beams with hams hanging. We always had breakfast and dinner in this kitchen, tea was in the sitting room. There were two staircases, one up from the kitchen, the back stairs, and the other staircase with carpet along the passage. At the top of the back stairs (I suppose in earlier days these were the servants quarters) in one of the rooms they spread straw all over the floor and here they kept the apples from the orchard. My job was to pick out the bad ones every now and again and they went to the pigs.

At this time in the war we had double summer time. This was to enable the farmers to work later gathering the harvest. I helped Mrs Eayrs take food and drink to the field where they were working. In those times the wheat or barley were first cut and bound then the men put them in stooks to dry out, then when they dried they were loaded on a cart and taken to the yard and made into stacks. In the autumn, along came the traction engine and thresher and the corn was sacked up and put in the granary .

For a time there were Italian prisoners of war working on the farm. They had the old cottage near the farm house. They made me a ring out of brass. There were also some land girls to help out. I stayed at the farm until the war ended. Mum came for me after VE Day when all the celebrating was over. They had decorated my own bedroom (as I used to share the same room as my parents).

I did go to visit Mrs Eayrs four years later when I was 18 and had just got engaged. It was August time. I had a week there. The farm was much more up to date. The cottage was decorated and a farm worker was living there and the combine harvester came and I went round the field on it. What a difference to a few years before. Maybe I will go back sometime and find my way to the farm. I have been through Oakham on the coach when the club went to Rutland Water (that wasn’t there when I was an evacuee). Gosh it’s a life time away now.

Henry Eayrs is hungry

2007-12-07T12:27:00.000Z

Text of letter:

Cambridge May 5th 1775 / Mr Comis'r Davis pleas [sic] to Deliver / to Henry Eayrs Provisions for / 52 Men / Abner Cranson Cpt. / indecipherable initial.

Size:

Approximately 6 1/8-inchs x 3 5/8-inches.

Comment:

Possibly Abner Cranson of Ashfield, MA. In 1808 moved to NY. Cranson Cemetery in Town of Lincoln, Madison Cty, NY has gravestone engraved Cpt Abner Cranson died 25 Jan 1847 aged 83 years. Cranson's Company was part of Colonel Asa Whitcomb's Massachusetts Line. Henry Eayrs (p. 190 Mass. Soldiers & Sailors of the Revolution) is listed as an Orderly Sergeant & Clerk in Abner Cranson's Company, Col. Asa Whitcomb's Reg't. There appears to have been a Lt. Col. Joshua Davis who was a Commissary or QM in the Continental Army (1777 - 1779)

Source:

http://www.aaawt.com/html/hist_gallery2.htm

Where it all started for me

2007-12-07T00:11:00.000Z

My main brickwall in my family history searching is Castle Bytham, Lincolnshire, UK. This is where my GGGG Grandfather George Eayrs' birth was registered in the parish register in 1766, and where his marriage to Mary Fowler was celebrated on 23 Nov 1787. They resettled immediately after marriage to nearby Market Deeping, and from then on I know about most (not all) of the family descent.

The picture is of St James' Church, Castle Bytham, where my ancestors (according to the Parish Registers) must have been married. You can learn more about the church here.

Picture copyrighted to Ron Cole.

Off to Australia

2007-12-06T23:51:00.000Z

The greatest mass migration from Britain 2,000 people including 450 children and a family of 10, leave Liverpool today aboard a 27,000 ton Georgic from Australia, they started their journey from Euston this morning.

L to R Mrs Eayrs, Robert aged two, Estelle 3 and a half, behind Wallace 15, Barbara 13, and Mr Eayrs, a family of six from Islington leaving Euston today. They are going to Sydney.

[11th January 1949 - ME]

©2000 Credit:Topham Picturepoint
TopFoto.co.uk

Almost killed by Vulcan bomber

2007-12-06T23:46:00.000Z

Seventy year old Mrs Amy Eayrs and farmer son Geoffrey escaped death when a RAF Vulcan jet bomber crashed into their farmhouse.

[This took place approximately 30th January 1968, in Rutland UK - ME].

©2000 Credit:Topham Picturepoint
TopFoto.co.uk

Playboy, December 1980

2007-12-06T23:14:00.000Z

The Eayrs family may be small in number but we get around.

Big Gala Christmas Issue. Playmate of the Month is Terri Welles. Features include interviews of George C. Scott and Truman Capote, Inside Khomeini's Iran, a portfolio from Bradley Smith's book "20th Century Masters of Erotic Art”; the anatomy of desire, and a pictorial of Linda Kerridge (Marilyn Monroe look-a-like). Plus, Sex Stars of 1980 with Bo Derek, John Trovolta, Robin Cook, Richard Gere, Clint Eastwood, Christopher Reeve, Burt Reynolds, Sally Field, Margot Kidder, Valerie Perrine, Barbara Bach, Ringo Starr, Angie Dickinson, Jacqueline Bisset, Tanya Roberts, Shelley Hack, Victoria Principal, Robert Hays, Larry Hagman, Suzanne Somers, Loni Anderson, Lauren Hutton, Karen Hafter, Maud Adams, Christopher Atkins, Brooke Shields, Mat Dillon, Jodie Foster, Nastassja Kinski, Patti D'Arbanville, Gilda Radner, Steve Martin, Linda Ronstadt, Sally Kellerman, Sam Chew, Dudley Moore, Victoria Cooke, Robin Williams, Jayne and Leon Isaac Kennedy, Kim Cattrall, Cindy Pickett, Debra Winger, Sylvia Kristel, Ornella Muti, Laura Antonelli, Marilyn Chambers, Misty Rowe, Constance Forslund, Linda Kerridge, Deborah Harry, Sybil Danning and Dorothy Stratten. And a feature on the 20th anniversary of “The Rabbit”; with Wanda Huizenga, Betsy LeVeille and C.J. Mobley, June Wilkinson, Cynthia Maddox, Joyce Nizzari, June Cochran, Carrie Radison, Terri Kimball, Kelly Collins, Joni Mattis, Christa Speck, Pat Higgenbotham, Sheralee Conners, Connie Mason, China Lee, Gloria Steinem (a.k.a. Marie Ochs), Lauren Hutton, Sharon Rogers, Kai Brendlinger, Marika Lukacs, Candis Eayrs, Marjie Martin, Dolly Read, Majksen Haugedal, Gwen Wong, Carole Green, Marilyn Cole, Gina Byrams, Deborah Harry (Blondie), Cynthia Myers, Karen Christy,Kathie Witt, Cheryl Lee, Jean Bell, Ava Cherry, Farrah Fawcett, Carol Vitale, Janet Lupo, Vicotia Cunningham, Glenda and Brenda Lott, Barbara Sawyer, Patti McGuire, Lynne Moody, Hope Olson, Yurika Aoki, Moira and Sheila Stone, Dorothy Stratten, Candace Collins, Venice Kong and Danita Jo Fox.

Coming Home Repentant

2007-12-06T08:55:00.000Z

Lizzie Eayrs, the stagestruck girl who ran away from her home at No. 45 Cheeverplace, Brooklyn. on Thursday, returned yesterday morning with a long, deep cut on her nose and a tale of sorrow and remorse. When she tucked her infant sister under the bedclothes and ran out or the house on Thursday she had fully made up her mind to become an actress. In order to obtain a practical knowledge of the needs of modern theatres she visited Niblo's and engaged herself under the name of Mary Anderson as a ballet girl In the “Rat Catcher”. During the rehearsal on Saturday a "supe" struck her in the face with a property battle axe, laying open the flesh on her nose from its tip to the frontal bone. That settled it. With disgust on every feature and court plaster on her nose she returned to her father. Once before, a year ago, Miss Lizzie, with another stagestruck companion, dressed herself up in her best clothes and tried to engage herself to a Variety troupe which was going to Boston. She was rejected on account of her size.

The New York Times, December 7, 1885

Copyright © The New York Times

Names and games

2007-11-26T21:52:00.000Z

I sent this mail to the Eayrs mailing list in reply to a query: my correspondent (Barbara Eyre) suggested I post this as a blog entry as others might be interested. I do so below in minimally edited form: experienced family historians may want to give this post a miss!

Barbara had asked:

Got me thinking ... is it true that all the name variations for Eyre/Ayre come from one source ... or is that an urban legend of sorts? Just wondering if that means that all of us can claim an Ayr, or an Eayre, or an Eayrs at one point or another. Makes it difficult when looking through records. We might come across someone will similar information, but that last name is spelled differently ... is he truly one of mine or just someone with a similar name? That sort of thing.

I replied:

To be helpful, Barbara, we have to have evidence at every stage of the way. It is true that before the 18th century spelling could be arbitrary, and often affected by such facts as the presence or absence of aspiration in a local dialect ('Hairs' or 'Eayrs' depended on how you spoke). The 's' on the end was a common denominator of a son, so 'Eayrs' could well be 'Eyre's son'. Or not. And people changed their names for other reasons: to start a new life, to escape the law, because immigration officials wrote down what they heard or, in some cases, what they felt like, etc.

So, Barbara, the only way we can progress is often painstakingly slowly. I once spent four days in the Lincolnshire Records Office, ruining my eyesight with roll after roll of semi-legible microfilm, comparing Parish and Bishop's transcripts, and finally got the single one word clue that led me to the Parish I wanted. Similarly, I once got a family vault opened in a privately owned cemetery to check whether the person buried as Edward might actually have been the Edmund I was looking for (the copper plate on the coffin showed that he was - correcting an expensively incised tomb stone was clearly felt not worth it).

So, to answer your question shortly, we can 'claim' what we want and put the information in our trees, but unless the data is sourced it is just anecdotal. No harm in that, I suppose, but I at least make a clear difference between what I can attest through documentation (which can also be erroneous, by the way) and what comes through hearsay. Fortunately most modern genealogical software allows you to source all your data, so this is not a major problem.

It has always been said that my mother's family descend from the famous explorer Captain Cook, - so much so that everyone in the family swears by it. I have spent some time looking at the known descent of Cook as well as my mother's ascent, and have not even found a regional connection, let alone one of name or blood. Will this shake the belief of my relatives? Not one jot, but then again they are not attempting a family history study.

And in that last word, 'study'. lies the key. Family history research, if done properly, requires academic rigour. We need to apply the same principles of research methodology as if we were conducting a scientific experiment.I was lucky: my father was a research scientist and taught me good principles, and as I teach study skills at university myself I have a good grasp of the discipline required. And practice makes perfect.

So, Barbara - the best advice I can give is not to start with preconceived ideas unless the evidence is strong; to work one step at a time; to accept that surname spelling is often arbitrary; not to speculate overmuch about whole swathes of surnames (look at the surname distribution lists and you will be surprised how well these map into different areas) and to forgive me for writing such a long post early on a Monday morning.

Best wishes

Martin Eayrs
Lancaster, UK

Smugglers and rebels

2007-11-25T15:28:00.000Z

I have long been thrilled by the story of George Washington Eayrs, a man of good Boston family who in the early C18th, in the face of Spanish law, set himself up as a buccaneer and smuggled otter skins and the like between Alaska, Shanghai and California. His end was tragic – some of the tale is told at http://www.sandiegohistory.org/journal/81spring/sherds.htm, but for the full version you need to get hold of the biography called A Yankee Smuggler on the Spanish California Coast: George Washington Eayrs and the Ship Mercury, by Robert Ryan Miller (details from joan@sbthp.org).

Anyway, checking through my database for loose ends today I finally made a connection to his family’s origin. I shall put this up on the website in due time, but very briefly he goes back to a Simon Aires, born in Lavenham, Suffolk, in 1557.

This Simon had a number of children, and one of these, also called Simon (Ayres) and born at the time of the Armada in nearby Bury St Edmunds, sailed in April 1635 with his wife Dorothy (née Payne) from London on ‘The Increase”, disembarking in Masschusetts Bay.

Come 1745, give or take a year, one Thomas and four Moses later, George Washington Eayrs was born in Boston, Suffolk, Massachusetts – his story is well worth reading.

Nothing remarkable here perhaps, no major breakthrough, but it’s always good to make a connection, and this one felt good.

And now there’s another challenge. Perhaps the best documented Eayrs immigration into the US has been that of William Eayres, b. abt 1670, somewhere in England. He is said to have married a Margaret in Ireland – certainly his first son William was born in Ulster about 1670. Young William married a Jenette Caldwell (spellings differ) in Clough Parish, County Antrim, Ireland in about 1698 and in 1718 set off with his new family as part of a group of settlers who set up home in New Hampshire at a place they called Londonderry. This William’s older son Joseph participated in the Boston Massacre and the famous Tea Party raid, and got his name on the London Enemies List. Most of the descent of this line is now well worked out, but does the George Washington line connect?

Another Eayres around in the New World at this time, and at present unconnected to either of the above lines, was a certain Thomas Stevens Eayrs, a silversmith born abt 1760, This Thomas married Frances, daughter of the revered Paul Revere (he who sped through the night), and their children eventually took over the Revere bell foundry. This has resonance (I couldn’t resist the pun) as there were so many Eayres involved in Bell making in Cambridge and Northants at the time.

So, three lines which may well be interconnected: however, I have the feeling that much work will be needed to prove the connection. Perhaps one of our US cousins can help out here? As for me, right now I have some marking to do.

Martin

Getting started

2007-11-25T11:37:00.000Z

Today is Sunday, 25 November and I am sitting at my computer in Galgate, a small village to the south of Lancaster. My name is Martin Eayrs, and since my father’s death in August 2001 I have become increasingly interested in the history of my family.

I am not in any way a Lancastrian – I simply happen to be working at Lancaster University. My family roots, to my current knowledge at least, lie in Northants and southern Lincolnshire.

This week I have been accepted by the Guild of One-Name Studies as ‘custodian’ of the Eayrs* family name worldwide. My membership number is 4821. My intention is to collate information about Eayrs family members wherever and whenever I come across them. I will share whatever information I have at any time, except insofar it relates to data that comes under the terms of the (UK) Data Protection Act 1998.

So I have started this blog, which joins other ventures of mine: an Eayrs Family website, an Eayrs family group on Facebook, and an Eayrs family electronic discussion group. All are different, and all are open to all.

Eayrs often seems a hard name to spell and folks were not so literate a few hundred years ago, so the Eayrs family name has a number of variants: ‘Hairs’, ‘Hare’, ‘Eyre’. ‘Eyres’, ‘Eayers’, … well you get the idea. As long as we can prove the connection, we welcome them in.

At the time of this first post I have no idea how this blog will develop. Time will tell, and I hope that others will join me here from time to time. Faults and errors in my posts are mine and comments and corrections will be welcomed, publicly or privately.

Martin Eayrs