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5501 On the 1861 census an Edward H aged 22 born Great Ellingham Norfolk is listed as blacksmith

This is the only Edward born 1839 on the database but I am not aware of ayn Houghams born in Norfolk at this time - RY 
Hougham, Edward John (I10336)
5502 On the 1861 census as a son either name or sex incorrect Hougham, Florence G (I17812)
5503 On the 1861 census Edward is lodging with Charles H Nelson St Birmingham Presumably they are twins? Hougham, Edward (I17840)
5504 On the 1880 census a Samuel Martin is living with an Edwin Bebout and family.

Samuel is added to the tree here on the assumption that he is Emily's father, but it could be wrong. 
Martin, Samuel (I6630)
5505 on the 1880 census as living with Uncle Henry

Given that son Lafayette is given as 28 in the 1900 census, this birthdate may not be correct

Possible death date 1946 in Lincoln Logan Co IL 
Hougham, Samuel B (I2384)
5506 on the 1880 census this family name is spelt HUFHAM

Hufham, James Dunn 1834-1921
Dictionary of North Carolina Biography. Volume 3, H-K. Edited by William S. Powell. Chapel Hill, NC: University of North Carolina Press, 1988. (DcNCBi 3)
Encyclopedia of Southern Baptists. Two volumes. Nashville, TN: Broadman Press, 1958. (EncSoB

1850 Census: Enumerated with John Kelley, merchant, age 33 of Duplin County, page 1 of County census. James D. age listed as 14 (1835/6 birth) as opposed to 1834 listed in other sources.

1880 Sound ex: Caledonia Township, Scotland Neck, Halifax County, North Carolina 10/130/36/43
Hufham, James D., W M 46
Mary A., wife, 44
George A., son, 16
Annie H., daughter, 12
Thomas M., son, 10
James Dunn, son, 7
Mary D., daughter, 1/12

1900 Sound ex: Vance County, Henderson, 64/84/9/76
Huffham, J. D., Rev., b. May 1834, age 66

Census: 1920, Alamance County, North Carolina 1/14/245

Transcription of Newspaper Article by Catherine Wedge -3/11/01. Found in Mary A. Faison Album Presumably the year is 1921. Dr. Hufham Incarnated the Spirit of North Carolina. The death of Rev. J.D. Hufham, D.D., carries deep regret to thousands who had been blessed by his ministry and cheered by his friendship. He was long known as "the Baptist Bishop of North Carolina" because he possessed those qualities of primacy which other churches associate with their greatest religious leaders. But he was democratic in all his ways, and believed in no honors among men in the ministry. The only honor he sought was to serve his fellowmen, to see his people and State go forward in all those ways which made for happiness and righteousness. For fifty years Dr. Hufham was a commanding figure in the life of North Carolina. For a large part of that time he was so resourceful in leadership that more than any other one man he was the leader of the Baptist hosts in North Carolina. Slight of frame, never robust, with enforced conservation of strength, he was abundant in his labors, travelling and preaching all over the State, carrying a gospel of cheer and hope wherever he journeyed or tarried. But he was more than the recognized leader of a militant church. He incarnated the North Carolina spirit as, perhaps, no other man of his generation. He knew the history, the spiritual aspirations, the prejudices of the people. Every people have inherent prejudices as well as inherent virtues. It is the wise leader who recgonizes their existence and seeks to lift them out of those which do not contribute to their highest interest. Moreover, the real leader of a people must himself partake in a measure of the strength and weakness of his people. Vance, our first citizen, as a statesman shared the North Carolina point of view with the humblest upstanding mountaineer. It was because of this as he went forward he could carry his people with him. As a religious guide Dr. Hufham was of the warp and woof of the people of Sampson and Duplin. What they loved, he loved. What they hated, he would have hated but for the religion and kindness of heart which left no room for hate. But he had their point of view and held to it in religious and political life. (Note- Zebulon T. Vance, born at Reems Creek, NC, was known as the "War Governor of North Carolina" and lauded for his statesmanship during and after the Civil War. As the article goes on to tell, JDH knew Vance, but it is also that Robert S. Gage was also at least an acquaintance of his, and at most, a friend. Robert S. Gage was very near Vance in age, and attended school and taught on Reems Creek.-CW) Of Lord Palmerston, thr English writer, Richard Grant White said: "He was John Bull incarnate, possessing his prejudices as well as his loves and sturdy character." Could not that have been truly said of Vance and Hufham? They were friends—Vance and Hufham—in the days of the sixties and seventies when it called for heroic souls to lead this people out of despair and being despoiled into hope and into justice. Did either of them love the carpet bag regime which cursed the State and against which they fought and prayed? No, but Vance defeated them. Hufham held up his hands while he fought and prayed for them afterwards. There are preachers who are a part of their flock, sharing with them civic and religious duties. Dr. Hufham was of that type. Others are aloof and rarely win the love of the people. Every joy or sorrow in the family of those to whom he ministered touched his loving heart. He was with them, too, when as citizens they were forced to take the whip-cords and drive evil men out of the temple of civil justice which they had polluted. He felt deeply every wrong that touched his State. No man loved it more. Seldom could he be persuaded to leave it, and never except to attend a church convention. Once, while attending a Baptist convention in Washington City, he became slightly ill. Though he had only been there one day, he packed his bags and started for home. Persuaded by his host to remain, he said he could not, that he might die and Washington was too far from heaven. "When I start for the Better Land," he said with that delightful twinkle in his eye, which won all hearts, "I wish to step off from North Carolina which, I am persuaded, is nearer to heaven than any other part of God's footstool." Some men are almost a part of the soil where they were born. They love it with the passion of a love for a living being. Dr. Hufham's (word missing) for the State of his birth was something rare and deep, its roots going down into his very soul. There are great men who would be equally at home in Kenansville and New York. Dr. Hufham would have been a stranger outside of North Carolina. Its trials, its triumphs, its hopes, its soul was a part of his make-up. He would have existed and blessed others in any place. But heneeded the breath of his own pines and the touch of love of his own friends to make him do his best, or to make him really at home. Dr. Hufham was the most versatile minister of his day. As an evangelist he had a grace which won hearts and reached the holiest place in any man's soul. People literally hung on his words. In weakness of the flesh, he would preach night after night to conogregations that learned from him the way of life. And then, when strength had passed away from him, he was forced to rest until he could start again on his revivial tours. He preached in all parts of the State, but in the years of his greatest leadership Raleigh and Scotland Neck were the centers of his activities, and he is to be buried at Scotland Neck where he was long the great figure, beloved of all, and leading the people of that section into larger life. He was at one time editor of the Biblical Recorder, and his perfect English made him a leader among journalists. He was an able parliamentarian. In church and other gatherings he was a master debater. He combined pathos and humor and logic. He led in the educational growth of the schools of his denomination in days of a poor equipment and little endowment. The larger growth and greater usefulness of Wake Forest and Meredith and other Baptist schools owe much to his faith and vision and leadership. Even after old age and failing health forbade his active service his greatest happiness was to attend the meetings of the board of trustees of Wake Forest, of which he was the oldest member. He lived long and lived well. Full of years and honored with the affection of a grateful people, he leaves behind him a State richer and better in all good things because of his life and his leadership. 
Hufham, Reverend James Dunn (I6213)
5507 On the 1881 Census, there is a Benjamin, aged 25, living at 22 ByronRoad, Margate - born in Upper Deal. I have a Birth Certificate forBenjamin (s/o Thomas and Eliza COLLARD) born at Northbourne. Accordingto the 1837 indexes, there was only one Benjamin TURNER born in Kentbetween 1854 and 1857, so I have assumed that they are one and the same.

1901 Census: Living at 3, Bath Cottages, Margate. 
Turner, Benjamin (I16829)
5508 On Tue, Apr 24, 2012 at 5:39 AM, Patric McClarnon > wrote:
Comments: My great-grandmother was Almeda Dyer Hougham (born 12/14/1861 in Hamilton County, IN, died 6/16/1938 in Perkinsville, IN). She married my great-grandfather Charles Branch on 7/04/1878 in Perkinsville, IN. I had believed that she was the daughter of John S. Hougham (1839-1914). Your info does not include her as one of the children of John S. Hougham. Did you ever run across any info concerning an Almeda Hougham or a Bell Hougham? Thanks for any info you might be able to provide. 
Hougham, Almeda Dyer (I27442)
5509 on1861 census living with parents

Gerard Scudamore HUFFAM

Gerard Scudamore was the youngest of the four sons of Timothy Huffam. Just 14 in 1869 when he arrived in a new country, he took to the life of the pioneer extremely well. The last of Timothy's sons to leave Bark bay, where the family lived in isolation for 20-odd years, Gerard never married.
He lived in Motueka for a number of years, and Huffam Street there is named after him. He was a cycle-dealer and a musician, playing the viola. He grew his own tobacco (and smoked it) and built boats. He studied astronomy and engines. Known as an eccentric, a rock out from Bark Bay was named after him, as it was said to resemble Gerard's head in his nightcap.

Gerard died at the age of 92, on the 19th of October 1948. His ashes were spread on "Common Ground" in Nelson.

Gerard Scudamore HUFFAM Remembers

Section 1 — ?The Mail? 22 February 1947
Boat-builder, fisherman, bushman, farmer, cycle-dealer, engineer, a man who knew jet-propulsion in the 1860?s, who for 20 years has smoked hand-rolled cigarettes filled with tobacco of his own making; a man who is old-fashioned enough to retain the beard he has worn all his life yet modern enough to wear a wristwatch and use a typewriter for all his correspondence; a man who reads the smallest print and handwriting without the aid of spectacles; blessed with a great sense of humour, 92 years old and a bachelor!

That is a description of Gerard Scudamore Huffam, a well-known figure in the life of Motueka since 1869, when, as a lad of 14, he went to live at Bark Bay, near Astrolabe Island, in Tasman Bay, accompanied by his father and three brothers. When I sat in his workshop and chatted with him last week he told me something of his experiences, drawing on a remarkable memory for happenings 70 and 80 years ago, tales he told me with all detail, without having to probe for them.

With his father and three brothers, Mr. Huffam went to Bark Bay in 1869, and there they set up their bachelor abode, engaging in fishing, bush-felling and a number of other things, but being chiefly interested in the building of small boats. They were there for some years before the family scattered. They apparently spent an interesting time, and Mr. Huffam can remember when-

But this is jumping too far ahead. We have to assemble this family in England before we get them to New Zealand in a tiny cargo vessel, so we start off with the birth of the youngest of the family — Gerard Scudamore Huffam. His father was Timothy Huffam, a brewer, living on the London Road at Yeovil, Somerset, and it was there that Gerard was born, November 10, 1855. His birth certificate is among several treasured documents Mr. Huffam showed me.

His maternal grandfather was also a brewer, living in Cowes, in the Isle of Wight. A quaint paper, framed behind glass, was brought out for my inspection. It reads:

?These are to Will and Require you forthwith to swear and admit the bearer hereof, Thomas Blake, of West Cowes, Isle of Wight, into the place of Purveyor of Ale and Beer in Ordinary to her Majesty. He is to have and enjoy all the Rights, Profits and Privileges and Advantages to the said place belonging during my will and pleasure, and for so doing shall be your warrant. Dated this 10th day of March, 1848, in the 11th year of Her Majesty?s reign.?

The signature is indecipherable. Brewing in those days, Mr. Huffam told me, was carried out with malt and hops only. Sugar was not permitted. If a brewer was detected using sugar he was heavily fined. The customs officials, excise men in those days, had keys to the breweries and could walk in any time of the day or night.

Mr. Huffam?s birthplace was where a great deal of glove-making was carried out, and in the manufacturing process, many eggs were used. These were a small kind and were imported from France. One of the manufacturers was named Raymond, father of Walter Raymond, the novelist.


When Mr. Huffam was six years old (1861, the year the Prince Consort died) the family moved to Cowes, where two of the brothers were to learn the art of building boats, and while the youngest of the family went to school, the others started work in one of the shipyards for which the place has always been famous. There were two specially prominent builders named White; John built the larger boats and his son, John Samuel, concentrated on the smaller craft. The Huffams worked for the younger White.

In the seven years they lived at Cowes, Mr Huffam took a lively interest in the shipping, nearly all sail, ranging from the largest kinds down to the smallest of yachts, which teemed in the water thereabouts. The Queen?s yacht, Alberta, a paddle steamer was visited by young Huffam one day and he was permitted to don a cloak which he was told belonged to the Queen. ?It may have? said Mr. Huffam ?but I?ve always had my doubts.? There was another Royal paddle steamer, Elfin, which was used a good deal, and a third (a small, ugly, screw steamer) that seems to have had very little attention.

At the castle there was an extremely deep well. Beside it was a huge wheel into which a donkey was led to work it like a treadmill to draw up the big bucket. This was a slow business and operated only for show, latterly. When visitors called it was a favourite pastime to let down a lighted candle on a string. When the flat bottom of the candle stick struck the water the sound came up like a pistol shot.

It seems the Queen made fairly frequent visits to Osborne, and Mr. Huffam has vivid recollections of some of these. He once saw her Majesty crossing from Osborne by the ferry bridge. Osborne was later given over as a training centre for naval cadets.

One of the strangest craft Mr. Huffam ever saw was a German, with an old style beam engine. This consisted of a long beam, pivoted in the centre and working like a see saw, the up and down strokes of the rods at each end driving the paddles at the sides of the vessel. The whole contrivance stuck up in the air about 20 feet above the deck.


A thrilling finish to a yacht race across the Atlantic was witnessed by Mr. Huffam from an observation and signalling tower above the home of one of the White people. Three yachts set out within a few hours of each other, saw nothing of each other all the way across and came to anchor at Cowes within a few hours at night time. Mr. Huffam was privileged to let off a blue light as a signal when one of the yachts came to the harbour.

?On one of the yachts was Gordon Bennett, of the New York ?Times?, and there was another man named Fisk, and another named Jerome, father of Jerome K. Jerome,? said Mr. Huffam. I spoke to all three of them and I heard them sing ?Yankee Doodle?.?

There was only one railway on the Isle of Wight at that time, a five mile line running from Cowes to Newport. ?Now they are all over the place, spoiling a good deal of the scenery,? declared Mr. Huffam.

Yacht races were the in those days, the craft being from 100 to 200 tons, ?none of your boats a few feet long that are called yachts today.? The big race of the year was around the island, which was 60 miles in circumference. With a course well out to sea, some of the contestants did not get back to port till the following day.


?I was reading in a magazine the other day about jet-propulsion,? Mr. Huffam said. The article claimed that jet-propulsion was first experimented with in 1886, but I saw it at work in Cowes in the ?60?s. It was when the first of what they called the ironclads for the Navy. They had one of these working by jet-propulsion. Water was drawn in at the bow and was propelled out at the stern, and this made the ship move along, but apparently it was not giving enough speed, so they dropped the idea.?

Then came the time when the family decided to go to New Zealand. They arranged passage in a cargo vessel, the father and his four sons being the only passengers. The vessel was the barque Fanny, of 398 tons. The skipper was a man named Barge, ?and built like one, for he was as round as he was long.?


They boarded the barque one bleak, December afternoon, in the Thames, and tugs began to take her out to the open sea. Daylight had not long come the next day when the Fanny, still in tow of the tugs, charged into another vessel, a brig, that was coming up the river. Her bow hit the other amidships, and the latter must have been in a very rotten state for she sank in a few minutes, though not before all hands had time to get clear.

?How we came to run into her, I can?t imagine,? said Mr. Huffam, recalling the incident. ?The skipper knew he would be detained a long time if he stopped, so he decided to go on. The tugs cast off and the pilot, whose name was Pidgeon, left us, and we started out into the channel. We had broken our bowsprit, but we got a new stick from shore and fitted it in. A case of grog was pitched overboard. The skipper was a very drunken man and he was in such a state that the mate had charge of the barque for the first two or three weeks.?

No sooner had the Channel been reached than a violen storm blew up. Most vessels ran for shelter, but the Fanny carried on and was three weeks in the channel. At last they left the cliffs of England behind and but for a glimpse of Tristan da Cunha as they passed, that was the last land they saw till they reached the vicinity of Nelson, four months later.


Among the crew was the 15-year-old son of the captain. There were two men named Jonsen, one a Dane and one a Norwegian, and the steward was a German, whose name was Schripper, but who went under the name of Williams. There was a Negro, and this man always started the chanties whenever the sails or the anchors were being hoisted.

Just before the vessel left it was joined by a Dutchman who had run away from a Dutch man-o-war because he did not like the rope?s ending he received whenever he arrived on board drunk. He had no clothing beyond what he stood up in and he knew no English, but he soon learned a smattering of the language. ?And of course, as with all foreigners, he learned the swear words first,? added Mr. Huffam.

?In the tropics, when the pitch between the boards on deck got hot he would swear at it in Dutch. I don?t know what it meant — but it sounded very, very bad! He like sour bread, and though we did not get a great deal of it, the Dutchman always traded his lime juice for our bread supply. He was very quick in running up the rigging and as he took hold of the ropes and pulled at them to see if they were in order, the whole boat would shake.?

It was the captain?s habit to use the word ?mit? for ?with?, and one day, after he had threatened the Dutchman ?with a rope,? the sailor asked the Huffams: ?what mean this mitarope??


After a long voyage, the newcomers had their first view of Nelson on Sunday, April 30, 1869, and they were interested to see on the roadstead a vessel they had all seen before. It was the two-funnelled, Navy ship, Galatea, which had arrived just ahead of them. On board was the Duke of Edinburgh.

?There was so much excitement on shore because of the Duke?s visit that we were overlooked,? said Mr. Huffam, ?and it was a few days before we could land, because of the jollifications. Eventually. the Lady Barkly towed us in.

?Almost at once the captain met an old friend and they started a celebration that lasted till the Fanny left for China, and on the voyage the captain died in the D.T.?s.?

There must have been a big attraction in China for traders, for I believe a number of vessels went there from Nelson in the early days. The Fifeshire, for instance, was setting out for China when she went on the Rock.

While the Fanny was waiting to be taken into the harbour, a school of porpoises came alongside. ?One of them was a big pinkish thing and I?ve often wondered if it was the fish later known as Pelorus Jack? said Mr. Huffam. ?They stayed near the vessel until the rattling of the anchor chain frightened them away.?

On this first Sunday they were in Nelson the Huffam brothers, accompanied by the German steward, made a visit to the reservoir, a place Mr. Huffam has not seen since.

Of the new arrivals, the father and the youngest son have been mentioned by name. The other were Messrs T. B. Huffam (who later conducted a music shop where Messrs Chas. Begg and Co. are now), F. W. Huffam (who was in partnership with Mr. G. S. Huffam for many years, and who died two or three years ago), and R. Huffam (who went to Wellington and engaged in boat-building. He died many years ago).


While they were finding their feet in the new country, the Huffams went to live in a house in a blind road near the brewery, in which Mr. Huffam senior was engaged for about six months as a brewer. He adopted the old style of using only malt and hops, and my information is to the effect that the resulting liquor was ?rushed."?

William Harley had a house nearby and the youngest Huffam liked to go to the barn when things were quiet on Sundays to watch the mice at play. Close to this house was that of William Gibbs, later M. H. R. for Nelson. This man was a skilled decorater and the graining of the doors ion his home was unusually fine work. All the timber for that house was sawn on the section. It will be recalled that it was the moving of this man from Collingwood to Totaranui in 1853 that delayed the departure from Takaka of William Rout and his wife. Brief references to Gibbs at Totaranui will be made later.

It seems the main idea of the group was to settle where the two boat-building boys could set up business. Perhaps from accessibility of timber, Bark Bay was selected, and the five moved there.


From Nelson, the Huffams went to Bark Bay in the 15 ton schooner Australian Maid, owned by a man named Gilbertson, who conducted a limekiln near the Port. Gilbertson had built the vessel in Australia and had brought his family and all his worldly goods across the Tasman Sea in it. It was a long, narrow affair that sailed much better than it looked.

So Mr. Huffam and his four sons settled down to a bachelor existence at Bark Bay, where they had the glories of the bush behind and about them, and the sparkling waters of Tasman Bay in front.

At the start they went to work cutting firewood in between making themselves a home. Heavy bush completely surrounded them and the only means of approach was by way of the sea. The firewood sales kept them going for a while and then a great demand set in for hop poles, many thousands of which they cut from the bush. Those were the days when hop plants climbed up thin poles, where now they climb up strings.

They went in for fishing in a rather extensive fashion, too, for the waters along that coast teemed with fish of all kinds, some species being present in such vast numbers that ?you could stir them up with a stick? as Mr. Huffam told me.

Having established themselves by this, the Huffam brothers and their father turned to the job of making small boats, for which there was an increasing demand. Traffic overland between Nelson and the outer parts of the Province was greatly restricted because of the poor roads and the slow locomotion provided by bullocks and a few horses. Therefore nearly all the travel, especially the vast amount going round to Golden Bay, was by way of the sea, a traffic that called for many subsidiary craft.





Some interesting tales of fishing in Tasman Bay in the 1870?s and of early residents who had association with the coast in those days were given by Mr. Gerard Scudamore HUFFAM, of Motueka, in the talk I had with him recently.

He spoke of the great shoals of fish which used to infest the waters between Astrolabe Island and Totaranui, and of the difficulties he and his father and three brothers encountered when they went to live at Bark Bay in 1869. He told of the queer assortment of things the family tried as food such as penguins, and the eggs of penguins and seagulls, and porpoises, and how they made porridge out of flour and pea flour.

It was mentioned last week that Mr. Huffam snr, with his four sons were conveyed from Nelson to Bark Bay on the 15-ton schooner, Australian Maid, by Mr. Gilbertson, who was operating the lime-kiln at the Port. The Huffams and the Gilbertsons were great friends, and members of both families exchanged visits. There were 13 children in the Port family ?so there was a great crowd to sit down to a meal when any of the Huffams went there to stay,? as Mr. Huffam put it. But one or two more made little difference in a household of that kind.

?Sometimes we went across the Bay and stayed for a weekend,? Mr. Huffam added. ?When rough weather came up we just stayed on and no-one worried about us. There were no planes in those days to send out searching for us, and those at home knew we would turn up all right. We always did.?

The Gilbertsons had lived at Awaroa for some time before going to the Port and at the same time there were two Hadfields living there, William and Harry, whose father was a chemist at Nelson.

Both these men were taken by the Huffam?s cutter when they went off to be married, one at Collingwood and the other at Nelson.


It was about midnight when the cutter set out from Awaroa for Nelson, the time being planned so that Hadfield could land at a good hour in the morning. They had hardly got clear of land when the rudder caried away and there was a delay while repairs were carried out.

?With the poor bridegroom in a twitter?? I put in.

?Not a bit of it,? declared Mr Huffam. ?These things were taken calmly, as they occurred. He did not get excited. Not like people would today. They get het up to easily these days!?

There must have been a fairly long delay over the repairs, for the party on the cutter, not having anticipated such a hold-up, had not brought any food with them, so they broke their fast on the wedding cake. Just where this delicacy came from, Mr. Huffam did not say, and I omitted to ask him.

Eventually, they landed their passenger safely on the wharf at Nelson.

?Then there would be a rush to get another cake, I suppose,? I chipped in.

?Oh no; they used the one we had brought. We didn?t eat much of it!? replied Mr. Huffam, with a twinkle.

Gilbertson built an 80-ton topsail schooner across the Bay, and it was bought by Mr. Cross, who was Pilot at Port Nelson for many years. After it was launched, and before the finishing touches were put to it, the craft was towed to the Port by the Lady Barkly.

It was a ?flat-sided, awkward thing,? as Mr. Huffam described it, like several of the vessels built by Gilbertson. Mr. Huffam said he was permitted to drive two or three of the nails in the construction of the schooner.


Bonny Lass, another topsail schooner was also built by Gilbertson, and it traded down the East Coast of the South Island with a man named Aitken as the skipper. It sailed out of Timaru with a load of wheat in very bad weather many years ago and was never heard of again.

This Aitken was a waterman at Nelson for some years before he took over the schooner. Mr. Huffam?s most vivid recollection of him was when he came across the Bay to the Huffam place with a goat and a quantity of goods in his harbour boat, which was very narrow, 25 feet long and looked like a barracouta.

An associate of Gilbertson was a man who every now and then fell under an urge to go fishing, sell his catch at Motueka, and live at a high rate on the proceeds before returning to his work. Of course, those were the days when a man could acquire the ingrediants of a terrible hangover for a few shillings.

The smallest hapuka Mr. Huffam ever heard of was one caught by the man Aitken. It weighed only 41/2 lbs. In his fishing experience, the smallest he ever caught was 15lbs, and the largest 102lbs, while his catches of fish averaged 52lbs.


In the 11 or 12 years of his residence at Bark Bay, Mr. Huffam learned to know the intricacies of the coast, knew its shoals and its tidal currents. Mostly he spent his time between Boundary Bay and Totaranui, and came to know the sequence of that ragged coast — Boundary Bay, North Point, Frenchman?s Bay, with Pinnacle Island standing off. Sandfly Bay and South Head at the southern end of Bark Bay, off which lies Big Reef as a sentinel. Then Mosquito Bay to Reef Point, with the big opening between that and Foul Point making up the Tonga Roadstead, with Tonga Island on guard. Then came Wharf Rock, Abel Head, Canoe Bay and Awaroa.

Up and down there in the small boats, often on his own, Mr. Huffam traveled when fishing, on pleasure bent, or carrying mail to and from the post office, which was at Totaranui, where Mrs. William Gibbs was Post Mistress. Mr. Gibbs had a good herd of cows at the farm on Totaranui and the butter he made went to Mr. James Wilkie, who conducted a store in Nelson, on the site later occupied by the Empire Theatre.


Shipment of the butter was made by the Lady Barkly, which called in on her way from Nelson, dropped mails and went on to Golden Bay. On her way back she would pick up the butter and return mails and have them in Nelson in three or four hours. Many times, when the steamer was due to call, Mr. Gibbs would sit up all night waiting for the blast from her whistle that indicated it was time for him to put out from the beach with his dairy produce.

Sometimes the steamer was long-delayed, which upset the farm routine, for the dairyman had to get his cargo out to the vessel in quick time or she would not wait. Then there were times when she called in long before she was expected, and that upset things, too.

Totaranui was the Post Office for the Huffams, but some of their mail was sent to Riwaka by mistake and when this became known there was a great accumulation of letters and papers to be collected. They included many copies of a publication well-known in those days, ?Good Words,? which Mr. Huffam, snr, subscribed to for many years. The mail that time had been collecting for two or three years.

Boats built by the Huffams at Bark Bay were from 12 to 20 footers and a number of them were constructed from Kauri. Supplies of which were obtained from Nelson.

?I could never understand,? said Mr. Huffam, ?why the timber merchants charged for super feet for one inch boards and the same for half an inch or less. White pine came to us at 8s a 100 feet, and half inch or 3-8 inch at 16s; but we could buy the inch boards at 8s, pay 5s to have them cut to thinner boards and it cost us only 5s for the cutting, making 13s. Puzzles me still.?


Mention of timber merchants reminded Mr. Huffam that Andrew Miller took over from a man named Scott a sawmill in Nelson on what is now known as Miller?s Acre. Miller started what is now Stilwell?s Mill in Motueka. He played the violin and was very good at it. The orchestra averaged eight members and once reached 14. Mr. Huffam was also a member, playing the violin at first and then turning to the viola. He acquired this instrument for 2 or 3 pounds when the orchestra was disbanded and members shared the assets. He still has the instrument ?but it is a job to get music for it, and I can?t get viola strings anywhere,? he added.

On the understanding that it played for all the dances there, the orchestra had free use of the hall, and use of the piano was included. The hall was built by Henry Baigent, founder of the Baigent sawmilling business in Nelson.


Perhaps the most difficult part of life at Bark Bay at that time was the supply of provisions. Goods of all kinds could be obtained from Motueka, of course, but to reach that town meant a long pull in a boat over waters that were often difficult for the larger craft, tide and wind vagaries making such a trip a thing not at all certain as to its outcome.

There was an endless supply of birds and fish, which could be caught easily, and pork which was not so easy to come by. For one thing, the family had no gun, and the pigs they caught were snared after a great deal of trouble and danger. They had a Scotch Terrier which would bale up the pig but, having no weight, could not do anything else. There were other dogs later, like the Newfoundland breed, and these were better hunters, though two of them lost their lives when going after boars.

Knowing the run if the country, the boars would back into small caves, with just their heads poking out, and the Huffams, with much manoeuvring, would cast a noose of three-quarter inch rope over the head and haul the pig to a tree for killing. One boar snapped the rope like string.

For bread-making, they used a pollard and sharps (the latter never heard of these days) and porridge was often made from flour and pea flour. They ate some queer things. For instance, they boiled penguin and seagull eggs. They were not very nice, I am told, but ?they are all right when you can?t get anything else.? Penguins were to be found in fairly large numbers about the Bay then, and the Huffams tried them as a food, finding them ?not as greasy as most people would think.? The fat is all under the skin, and when this is cleaned away, the flesh makes a tolerably tasty meal.


?We tried morepork too,? said Mr. Huffam. ?Porpoises were not bad, but they were not as good as pig. Most of those we caught were skinny. We found that a weka can beat a pheasant for taste, if it is cooked properly. We tried all these things because we did not like pig-hunting.?

When store provisions were required, the Huffams went fishing. They caught sufficient for their own use for several days and put aside about 25s to 30s worth, which the youngest Huffam took to Motueka by boat. There he borrowed a wheelbarrow and began a house-to-house sale of his fish. He went well out into the country on occasion reaching as far as Pangatotara. Now and again he hired a horse and cart for country calls. When he had sold his fish he returned to Motueka, purchased provisions at the stores, and set off for Bark Bay — and apparently everyone was quite happy about it! At the west end of town at that time there was a store conducted by a man named Wilkie, brother of James who had the store in Bridge Street.





For the average pioneer family conditions were difficult at best, but when Mr. Timothy Huffam and his four sons went to live at Bark Bay, on the western shore of Tasman Bay, they were handicapped in additional ways. Theirs was a bachelors household, they went to a place difficult of access, they had no gun to help provide food that was in the bush in the form of birds and pigs, and they had poor tools with which to cut down the bush, from parts of which they built small boats.

Something of their life was told to me by Mr. G. S. Huffam, of Motueka, who was the youngest of the family, and only 14 years old when he landed at Bark Bay in 1869. Ninety-two years of age, he has a lively recollection of happenings during the twelve years he lived there.

Though a good deal of the fishing which seems to have filled up the family?s time between work in the bush and on the boats was carried out by line and hook, netting was also used extensively. Nets were put down at various places along the coast and for the most part they brought in good catches. Often, the nets were put down miles from their home and were left for some days. This was not always successful, as was told last week.

When a catch of fish was brought into Bark Bay, the portion not required at once was placed in a cage and kept under water handy to the shore. This cage was about 4 feet each way, with a scantling frame laced with supple jacks. Stones were placed on the bottom to keep the affair on the seabed. There the fish remained at call. One day, they discovered a cage that had contained a number of moki had been rifled; from the look of the battered side, they guessed it was a shark that had cleaned out the captive fish.

A trap was set for the thief, and, sure enough, into it came a 10-foot shark. As the net was being hauled up, the shark bit its way clear and swam off. ?I?ve grieved over that shark ever since.? Said Mr. Huffam plaintively.

Nets were set at Awaroa Inlet in the course of fishing operations, and one day it was found that of two nets set a few days previously, only the ropes remained of one, but in the other were 40 to 50 moki.


With one of his brothers, Mr. Huffam set sail for Awaroa one day, and while one rowed the boat the other fished. The haul consisted of no fewer than 42 dozen barracouta, and as the two men were at work for something over eight hours, it meant the catching of a fish every minute. The catch averaged 41/2 lbs. Back at the Bay, all hands turned to in cleaning the fish, a job which went on throughout the night. In the morning, the two boatmen set out again, while the three left on shore commenced the smoking of the fish. Catches such as this were taken to Nelson, where they met with a ready, if not fabulously remunerative, sale.

?That was a great day,? Mr. Huffam told me. ?My brother caught two fish on one hook, they were so numerous, and at one time as I sat rowing, a barracouta leapt right over the boat, grazing my shoulder as it went.

?There is only one way to catch barracouta,? he added. ?You get a rimu sapling six feet long and bend the top over. This is not necessary, but it makes for easier work. Then there is a short string to the hook, which consists of a piece of redwood, square and four inches long. At one end there is a notch for the string and a nail is driven through the other end and bent over, and that?s all. You?ll catch ?em like that till the hook wears out, of course, its heavy, messy work.


To keep in touch with time, the family relied on the gun which was fired at noon every Saturday. This was the gun which the famed Billy Spain carted to the top of Signal Hill, at Nelson. Its great boom rolled across Tasman Bay under almost all conditions, and was easily heard at Bark Bay.

There was another way they had of keeping in touch with Nelson. This was by means of a homemade heliograph. It was by this mode of communication that they learned news of the death of Charles Darwin.

Their instrument consisted of a fair-sized screen with a hole in it. This was lined up with a general covering, also with a hole. Behind these was a mirror, an ordinary, framed affair, about 18 inches by 12 inches (Mr. Huffam has it still). In the centre of the mirror a small portion of the backing was scratched away. The beam from the mirror was directed on to the screen, through the covering, the whole thing being lined up by taking a sight through the three holes, on to a point at Nelson.

It was not an easy way of sending a message, because the contrivance had to be carted about 300 feet up the hillside, and this meant a labourious climb.


Mr. Huffam told me about the cooking of fish. Hapuka today, he said, were not so nearly as fat as hapuka of the old days. Those were roasted in front of a fire, when the fat just dripped out of them. Schnapper too, he believed, were not so fat now. He deprecated the modern idea of throwing away the heads of fish. The head of a 40 lbs hapuka, he declared, would give a good feed for four lusty people. It was a terrible waste, this throwing out of fish heads.

In the early days, it appears, the custom was to split a fish right down, head and all, and smoke it and this was the way in which many of the fish caught at or near Bark Bay were treated. Cod were salted and sent down the coast.

?We don?t see the sea birds fishing the way they used to,? said Mr. Huffam. ?There used to be great flocks of them, hovering over the sea where, very often, millions of small fish not seen now were to be found. They were so thick that when we were out in a boat we could stir them up with a stick. They might have been used as sardines. I wonder nobody ever tried them as such.?

While he was still a lad, Mr. Huffam had a number of adventures by sea, often when he was alone, for from the start he used to go out fishing in a rowing boat, or ?go messages? to Totaranui or Motueka.


He capsized off Whale Rock, above Bark Bay one day, when he was taking two pigs to Totaranui. I think this must be the place marked on the maps today as Wharf Rock. The coast all along there is very rocky, many of the rocks being below water at high tide, and the more dangerous places were marked with sticks. There was a stick on Whale Rock, but the sea had swept it away, and the young seafarer was not thinking where he was going, so on to the rock he ran his boat. It was under sail and as everything was running smoothly he became careless.

The boat touched the rock and began to tip over. It went over slowly and emptied the cargo into the water. The pigs, tied one at each end of a rope, found a watery grave. The oars were washed away, and there was a general tangle of gear, but Mr. Huffam righted the craft and started to get it ashore. He succeeded, but not before the crooked master and trailing sail had caused two more capsizes.

After repairs, the boat was taken back to its starting point. ?I had often seen sharks about there, but I never thought of them while I was in the water. But I had never heard of anyone being bitten by a shark in Tasman Bay. There were some blue sharks there; pretty, slender fish, nine feet long, with small jaws. They would come up to the boat and feed out of our hands — but I wouldn?t trust them too far!?

He remarked that he had seen so many species of shark that he believed there must be as many kinds of shark as there are of spiders.

As our interview progressed, Mr. Huffam referred to a sheet of paper on which he had made some notes in anticipation of my visit. These were neatly typed and I asked about them. He told me he always types his letters, ?because they?re easier for people to read.? At the same time, I know lots of people who would like my handwriting to be as legible as his.

For their attack on the bush, the Huffams had axes of course, but all they had in the way of a big saw was the small end of a pit-saw! Nothing daunted, they tackled their task valiantly. All sorts of timber were available for cutting, and I was told of a red pine tree, four foot through, that was cut down and used as forewood. ?Seems a crime now,? said my informant, ?but, of course, we did not think anything of it then.?


With one of his brothers he went to Awaroa, and for several weeks they were busy pit-sawing timber for use at Bark Bay. Then, when all was ready on the beach they brought up a 16 feet boat with a sail, towing a punt 20 feet long, and the work of loading up the sawn timber started.

They found they could not take much on the small boat and it was soon evident that the other would not take all the balance, so they decided to make a raft of what was left. This made a rather unwieldy tow, but they started for home. A good breeze took them along nicely, and ?everything was going lovely? till they turned into Bark Bay and came side-on to the seas.

Then things began to happen. The raft started to go to pieces forst and the punt began to do things it was not intended for, and altogether the two young men spent a lively time. But they got the timber home, even if the sea did deliver a large part of it, scattered along the beach. ?People would think you were mad if you attempted to do that sort of thing now.? Chuckled Mr. Huffam.


Some time in the seventies, Mr. George Gibbs and a man named McAlister (from the Post Office at Blenheim) went along the coast surveying for a telegraph or telephone line, but Mr. Huffam, senior, was not interested, for, when asked if he might become a subscriber, he said: ?Now, what would I have to say over it??

Later, Mr. Gibbs and another man investigated a line for a road around the coast. ?And there?s no road around there yet,? said Mr. Huffam.

One day, Mr. Huffam set out from Motueka for home, with only one oar (the other was lost or had been stolen) and he took eight hours to cover the distance. Another time, he left for Motueka on a Saturday evening, but struck bad weather and did not reach his destination until Monday, having camped in the boat in rain and a gale in the interval, but he only took an hour and 35 minutes to return home.


After about 12 years at Bark Bay, Mr. Huffam went to work on the farm of Mr. Charles Rhorp, and Oxford man, who was the father of Mr. F. W. Thorp, later Mayor of Motueka, and an uncle of Mr. C. W. Thorp, of Motueka.

He was there only a little while when two of his brothers decided to start boat-building at Nelson, and while they were getting theor shed ready at the Port, Mr. Huffam went back to Bark Bay to look after his father. Six months later he returned to his former job on the farm. The Thorps had a 6-ton cutter the Huffams had built and it was often sailed around Tasman Bay. They went in it to D?Urville Island once and spent a profitable fishing holiday.

It was while he was on the farm that Mr. Huffam saw a separator for the first time. It was the second one in New Zealand, the first having been installed, he believed, by a Chinese in Taranaki. A separator factory was started, the owner buying milk, and separating it in the weird contrivance that made up a separator in those days. It rattled alarmingly at fast speeds and at slow. People came from far and wide to see it in action, but always stood well back when it got to the rattling stage.


There was one that was operated later by a jet of steam, and a butter-drier was installed, working on the centrifugal principle. A churn in those days was simply a square box, without the paddles that came later. Butter made at this factory was sent to England and sold at 1s a pound. It also went to Rockhampton and Brisbane and even to South Africa, while quantities were sent to a store owned by Mr. McNee at Murchison, where there were no cows.

Many years later, Mr. Huffam took up a cycle shop in partnership with a brother and they carried out engineering jobs of several kinds in the interval. The two of them, with the aid of a man named Senior, put down a bore for water where Messrs. Ivory Brothers premises are now. They had seen how artesian water was obtained at Christchurch and thought they would bring in similar wells at Motueka. They borrowed the necessary gear from Mr. Osborne, who had been so successful in the Cathedral City, and went down 400 feet before they decided there was no water!


At another time, they decided to make sure there was water below they started boring and brought a clerical gentleman from Otahuhu to find a suitable place. The diviner soon pointed out where they should get to work. At 2 ft 6 ins they struck water, but as there was no water in a nearby ditch three feet deep, they felt they should go on down to the supply the diviner assured them was there. For 80 feet they put down 3 inch steel casing. They encountered all sorts of trouble, but they kept on, and on — and on. They went down 800 feet, and found not a drop of water. They gave up then.

?Boring for water is like going after gold,? said Mr. Huffam rather sadly. ?All the time you think that in the next two or three inches you?ve got it.?

Many other stories Mr. Huffam told me, but eventually I had to leave to catch a bus. I checked the time with Mr. Huffam?s clock, one that was old when it came to Nelson in 1842. It keeps good time still.

So I bade this old pioneer farewell at his gate, and as I turned away down the road he called after me:

?If you know where I can get some viola strings, let me know.? 
Huffam, Gerard Scudamore (I685)
5510 on1861 census living with parents Huffam, Sarah (I17242)
5511 On1881 census living with parents

cannot find on 1891 censu

On 1901 census domestic gardener

on 1911 census domestic gardener of Ivy Cottage Bidborough 
Bailey, George Pitt (I19628)
5512 On1881 census living with parents

cannot find on 1891 census

Possibly a soldier 
Bailey, Bertie (I19626)
5513 On1881 census living with parents Bailey, Emily (I19627)
5514 On1881 census living with parents Bailey, Mary Ann (I19629)
5515 on1901 census working as domestic servant at the green Wingham

on 1911 census living at Cooper Street Ash 
Hougham, Ada Florence (I1426)
5516 on1911 census

left £1421 11s 5d 
Hanslow, Emma Jane (I8208)
5517 One child in 1917 Taken from WW1 Military Service registration card Hufham, Dempsey W (I7644)
5518 At least one living or private individual is linked to this note - Details withheld. Living (I26527)
5519 One of the inspirations for recording this history of the Hougham family (RY May 2005)

on 1891 census living with parents

On 1901 census living with mother

on 1911 census living with mother house painter

Recorded on Birth certificate as born 6 April 1889 at Birmingham Arthus son of Richard Hougham and his wife Ann Hougham formerly Rollason 17 may 1889.
He is recorded on his marriage certificate thus:- at Acocks Green Baptist Church County of Birmingham on 31 March 1918 arthur Hougham 28 Years bachelor of Holmwood the Crescent Sidcup Kent son of Richard Hougham deceased to Maggie Rodway 33 years spinster of 27 Lyndon Road Alton Warwickshire Daughter of George Henry Rodway Deceased

He was a mural Artist for churches and theatres from 21 to 25 Years. He continued in some form or other of decorative art until 40 Years. At least 3 published books of his decorative scenes are in the Birmingham Central Library.
When 25 he began contributing stories character studies, poetry etc to a variety of magasines and periodicals. Reviews of his novels were printed in most English Speaking Countries. Th Novels are Gabriel Quelford, Hammar Marks and the street of Velvet

Hougham, Arthur 1889-
Who Was Who among English and European Authors, 1931-1949. Based on entries which first appeared in "The Author's and Writer's Who's Who and Reference Guide," originally compiled by Edward Martell and L.G. Pine, and in "Who's Who among Living Authors of Older Nations," originally compiled by Alberta Lawrence. Three volumes. Gale Composite Biographical Dictionary Series, Number 2. Detroit: Gale Research, 1978. (WhE&EA)
Who's Who among Living Authors of Older Nations. Covering the literary activities of living authors and writers of all countries of the world except the United States of America, Canada, Mexico, Alaska, Hawaii, Newfoundland, the Philippine Islands, the West Indies, and Central America. Volume 1, 1931-1932. Edited by A. Lawrence. Los Angeles: Golden Syndicate Publishing Co., 1931. Reprint. Detroit: Gale Research, 1966. (WhoLA)

I began writing to Arthur Hougham in Auguat 1926. Our correspondence began through a query that I had inserted in a genealogical magazine in England. He was also seeking family history so we exchanged notes mine were mostly of Kcnt, and the modern ages, and his was of centuries ago in Kent ,and of later years in Birmingham, we both were mutually benefitted.
Arthur began life as a "builders painter"' but later became an Author and genealogist, He was named after the Doctor who brought hin into the world. Some of his publications were "Hammer Marks" Published by F. Fisher Unwin, partly autobiographical.(but mistaken lineage M.H.Pratt) "The Street of Velvet" containing an orna-mental picture of Ralph Pepworth Hougham, under the name of Dr Gloom.
Arthur is giiven as gun barrel rifler.of Bromley, his residence was then Homewood The Crescent, Sidcup Kent

Maggie, Arthurs wife: her sister Ethel married Arthur's brother Frederick, Her grandfather William. Dixon emigrated to America and changed his name to Fontayne,by whom his descendents are known,

Hougham, Arthur Hammer Marks: A Biographical Novel Boston/New York Houghton Mifflin Company 1924 1st (unstated) Hardcover Very Good+ (no dust jacket) [solid copy, moderate shelfwear, light dust-soiling to top edge, top corner of ffep cut away, faint bookseller's stamp on front pastedown]. A partly autobiographical novel by this Birmingham-born author and artist (1889-1961), who painted murals for churches and theatres as a young man, and later worked in other forms of decorative art. He also contributed stories and poetry to a variety of periodicals and published at least three novels, of which this was the second.

Registered for identity card in 1939 
Hougham, Arthur (I1050)
5520 Only catherine and Sarah lived to maturity. After their mothers death their uncle michael became their guardian until his death 1679. until their marriages Uncle Richard and a Henry Hougham were guardians

Mentioned in Uncle Michaels will 
Hougham, Catherine (I410)
5521 Only catherine and Sarah lived to maturity. After their mothers death their uncle michael became their guardian until his death 1679. until their marriages Uncle Richard and a Henry Hougham were guardians

Mentioned in Uncle Michaels will 
Hougham, Sarah (I411)
5522 onn. VII, 1667.
!NOTE: Nathaniel Sperry was also baptized 15 Jun 1935 and endowed 24 Feb 1937.
All of the children of Nathaniel and Sarah were first sealed to them 3 Jun 1938
and re-sealed 21 Dec 1946 SG. 
Ann (I12211)
5523 Opal Almelien, age 91, of Fertile died Saturday (Oct. 3, 2009) at Mercy Medical Center-North Iowa in Mason City. Funeral service will be 2 p.m. Tuesday, Oct. 6, at Fertile Lutheran Church. Burial will be at Elim Cemetery in rural Fertile. Visitation will be from 5 to 7 p.m. today at the funeral home. Opal Hougham Almelien was born March 6, 1918, in Adel, the daughter of Zerry J. and Florence (Morse) Hougham. She attended a variety of schools as the family moved from one pastorate to another. Opal graduated from Ogden High School in 1936. During high school, she completed normal training for teachers and soon after began a teaching career that spanned more than 30 years. Opal taught at several Cerro Gordo country schools. On March 2, 1945, she was united in marriage to Edward T. Almelien. The next several years were spent raising her children and helping on the farm. Opal returned to teaching in 1964 in the Forest City school system, retiring in 1982. Following her teaching career, Opal spent time traveling in the U.S. and Europe. Her greatest joy, however, was her family. "Grandma A" was always present at her grandchildren's events, cheering their accomplishments. Opal was a woman of faith and spent countless hours teaching Sunday school and leading Bible studies. She was inducted in the Forest City Education Hall of Fame in 2000. She is survived by her children, Jim (Kathleen) of Washington, daughters Becky Butz (Dave) of Clear Lake and Rosemary Almelien of Lake Mills. Also surviving are nine grandchildren, Andrew (Shannon) Almelien, Erin Almelien, John (Laurie) Butz, Sara (Shawn) Puttmann, Joel Butz, Isaac (Karen) Almelien, Abbey Almelien, Evan (Carolyn) Almelien and Anna Almelien. Opal also had eight great-grandchildren, Kaitlyn, Ben, Avery, Jacob, Jordyn, Owen, Alex and Ezra. She was preceded in death by her parents; her husband, Edward, in 1975; her son, Ron, in 2000; two brothers, Raymond and Russell; and a sister, Ruby Taylor. Hougham, Doris Opal (I2772)
5524 or 26 Jun 1802 Family F5995
5525 At least one living or private individual is linked to this note - Details withheld. Living (I11296)
5526 Oregonian, The (Portland, OR) - April 27, 1995 JOAN ELIZABETH HOUGHAM A memorial service will be at 1:30 p.m. Saturday, April 29, 1995, in St. Agatha Chruch.Mrs. Hougham died of a stroke April 25 at age 66. She was born Aug. 9, 1928, in South Bend, Ind. Her maiden name was DeBusman.She retired in 1991 as office manager for Bee Co. Mrs. Hougham was associated with the Catholic church.She married George Hougham on Feb. 22, 1948.In addition to her husband, survivors are her daughter, Sue Morse of Boring; son, Kenneth of Astoria; brother, Dave... Debusman, Joan Elizabeth (I22927)
5527 Originally recorded as daughter of Samuel B and Catherin but according to Samuel entry on 1900 census this cannot be right

Could be Aaron 6 
Hougham, Millisa (I2383)
5528 Originally recorded as son of Samuel B and Catherin but according to Samuel entry on 1900 census this cannot be right

McNabbs say father is Aaron 6 if so birth date must be wrong 
Hougham, Frank (I2380)
5529 Originally recorded as son of Samuel B and Catherine but according to Samuel entry on 1900 census this cannot be right

McNabbs say father is Aaron (6) Hougham

On 1900 census a farm labourer Kendall Co IL 
Hougham, Lafayette (I2381)
5530 Originally thought to be daughter of Charles Henry and Caroline Hougham but a relative of Charles says this is not so.

Perhaps an error? 
Sone, May (I23304)
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5533 Ormond Beach FL

Wilma Louise Hougham, 93 years of age, passed away Monday, March 12th, 2018 at Florida Hospital Ormond Memorial after a brief illness. Wilma was born in Logansport, IN on November 23, 1924 to parents Robert and Josephine Schull. In February of 1945 she married Fred Hougham, Sr. in Bloomington, IL where they spent the next 25 years raising their seven children. In 1970 they moved to Gainesville, FL where they lived for one year. They moved to Daytona Beach in 1971 to start Volvo of Daytona Beach, the family business for 45 years, until it sold in October of 2016. When asked her occupation Wilma always replied "a housewife of sorts". She had many different jobs over the years in manufacturing, retail, office work, and helping Fred Sr. launch the dealership. Wilma was preceded in death by her husband Fred Sr., her brother Pete, two sisters Thelma and JoAnn and one son in law Tim Dunn. She will be lovingly remembered by her children Fred R. and Mary Hougham, Ormond Beach, FL, Marty and Maureen Hougham, San Antonio, TX, Dave and Polly Hougham, Daytona Beach, FL, Elizabeth and David Gibson, Port Orange, FL, Kathryn Dunn, Ormond Beach, FL, Ken and Colleen Hougham, Ormond Beach, FL, and Robert Hougham, Daytona Beach, FL. Wilma will be missed by her 12 wonderful grandchildren, and the ones who made her smile the most...eight great grandchildren. Additional loved ones include her sisters in law Doris Long, White Bear Lake, MN and Hope Kelly of Interlachen, FL and many nieces and nephews. She was a much loved mother, grandmother, and great grandmother. Wilma was a sweet, quiet person with an independent, stubborn nature and a great sense of humor. She loved to read, travel, and spend time with family and Christmas. In later years her house became the talk of the neighborhood when her children would get together and decorate her yard with Christmas lights. To honor Wilma's wishes, a private graveside service will be held for the family. A Celebration of Life reception will be held for friends and family on April 4th, 2018, beginning at 5 o'clock, at the Clubhouse at Countryside, 951 Village Trail, Port Orange, FL. In lieu of flowers please consider making a donation to Friends of the Ormond Beach Library, 30 S. Beach Street, Ormond Beach, FL 32174 or St. Jude Children's Research Hospital. Wilma was the cornerstone of our family and will be sorely missed. Condolences may be shared with the family by visiting 
Schull, Wilma L (I2563)
5534 At least one living or private individual is linked to this note - Details withheld. Living (I2562)
5535 At least one living or private individual is linked to this note - Details withheld. Living (I3042)
5536 At least one living or private individual is linked to this note - Details withheld. Living (I3043)
5537 At least one living or private individual is linked to this note - Details withheld. Living (I3044)
5538 At least one living or private individual is linked to this note - Details withheld. Living (I11091)
5539 Out of the numerous descendants of Stephen Hougham and Benetta Brookes- those I have charted are the only ones who carry down names of Michael,Richard and Henry. .
As stated before in my records, Hasted in "A Corner of Ash" and Planche in his history,and Suckling In " A Forgotten Past" place erroneously Michael Hougham 1569-1596 ."with Elizabeth Joade as a 1st wife,and Janet Brooks as 2nd.-which, dates of birth .marriage, and Wills all contradict. I place that Michael and the one who md. Elizabeth. Joade as 2nd cousins.

Richard, brother of Michael who md.Janet Brook,dated his Will 1606,and in it mentions among witnesses a Henry and a Richard Houglam and the only Henry and Richard among my numerous on file are the 2nd cousins. Both lines owned property in same parts of Kent-the Chart on other side showns how later similar names were born after l606.

He mentions a Gabriel Pordage.and a Henry Harflete- On file I have a Bennett Hougham md. Henry Harflete a widower, whose 1st wife was Dorcas Pordage, he also mentions a Wm Sollye, he had a relative who md, Stephen Solly They are all connections on his line, But there is no Henry and Richard on his line to fit the years of his Will These second cousins are the only ones known who do fit the years.
To find-wills "of Michael Hougham and Elizabeth Joades line is the only way to prove these connections
. Richard of Goodnestone d.l686 or his son Michael who d. 1695 are only clue. (got them in 19??)

The difficulty here always arises then who are Henry Hougham who md.Margaret Owere. He is given as of Preston leasing land in Minster.and his wife as of Minster .and they have a son born at Minster l644 and no others, there This couple were md. 1643 at Minster,(which would make Henry born abt.l620) and historians have placed him in an impossible position on their chart-that is in " 
Hougham, Henry (I364)
5540 At least one living or private individual is linked to this note - Details withheld. Living (I26994)
5541 owed 15 Nov 1933
and 3 Jul 1953, and sealed to spouse 25 Mar 1948. 
Clark, Daniel (I12130)
5542 Owens, Dorothy Jane (nee Peanick) August 23, 2010. Mother of 10, Grandmother of 23, and Great-Grandmother. Spent most of her life in Lincoln County. Peanick, Dorothy Jane (I25665)
5543 owned lands in Vlenhale (Clutterbuck p 445):-

"Johana, which was the wife of Roger Coningsby, doth give graunt and confirm unto John Coningsby, her sonnes, by Roger, all her manor of Morton Bagott, with all the appurtenances and service, as well as off freemen and tennants as other villaines, together with all her landes in Vlenhale, all which landes Roger de Coningsby, her late husband, held by her: all which I warrant to my said sonne John against all men. These being witnes: Wiliam Blaunchfrome, William de Sutton, Richards.........., Alexander de Holte, Alexander the sonne of Walter de Stodley. dated at Middleton the Wednesday after Michlemas, anno regni Edward filli regis quatrodecimo" 
Bagot, Joan (I27493)
5544 At least one living or private individual is linked to this note - Details withheld. Living (I15862)
5545 Pallot's Baptism Index for England: 1780 - 1837

On 1861 census living with parents Norfolk Street Clerk Admiralty Somerset House

On 1871 census as Insurance agent of Northgate London

Settlement Trust - ref. 813/1 FILE - Settlement on marriage of Emily Elizabeth Eamonson and Augustus Richard Ring; 2 schedules, of annuities and stocks and a property in Yorkshire. - ref. 813/1/1 - date: 30 May 1877 [from Scope and Content] 3. William Tyers Huffam of Kingston upon Hull, York, insurance agent, and FILE - Copy death certificate of W.T. Huffam (d. 16 Mar 1880) - ref. 813/1/6 - date: 20 Apr 1880

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the Report of the Charity Commissioners in 1822, and Extracts from a Report by the late Francis Lowe and W. Tyers Huffam, dated 6th November, 1878. (I wonder what this is all about? -RY)
left under £4000 
Huffam, William Tyers (I808)
5546 Pallot's Marriage Index for England: 1780 - 1837

On 1891 census a widow living with daughter Marian at York

Left £143 4a 1d 
Symonds, Sarah (I703)
5547 Pallot's Marriage Index for England: 1780 - 1837

General Notes: Louisa was a minor at the time of her marriage to Solomon and her father Richard had to sign his consent for the marriage. Louisa does not appear in the 1841 census.
Noted events in her life were:
• She has conflicting birth information of Jun 25, 1824 and Manchester, England.
• She has conflicting death information of Feb 8, 1879 and Croydon, Surrey, England. 
Taylor, Louise Ann (I700)
5548 Pallot's Marriage Index for England: 1780 - 1837 Huffam, Sarah (I590)
5549 Pallot's Marriage Index for England: 1780 - 1837 Huffam, Eleanor (I599)
5550 Pallot's Marriage Index for England: 1780 - 1837 Huffam, Harriet (I698)

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