L/5201 Serjeant


The Queen’s

Died 17th December 1914


Charles Arthur

Father was Robert who Charle's named in his Will.

Burial no. CofE 1652


           In Loving

          Memory of

 Pte. Donald Campbell WOOD

  London Scottish Regiment

       The Only Son Of

   Walter and Mary Wood

      Stretham London

Wounded On The Somme July 1st

    Died July 18th 1916

       Aged 21 Years


Burial record states that Donald died in the University War Hospital Southampton aged 21.


Burial no. Cof E 1816

1819 Private


Hampshire Regiment

Died 28th August 1920


George Charles died in the Welsh hospital. He was from Portsea in Hampshire. (National Probate Calendar) 


Burial no. CofE 2036

9427 Private


Durham Light Infantry

Died 22nd October 1914




Army Registers of Soldiers Effects states that David died at sea on board ambulance ship Carisbrooke Castle.


Burial no. CofE 1793. He was 47.

Pte. David Sunderland Daily Echo 24th October 1914

SS/3993 Private


Royal Army Service Corps

Died 20th May 1916 Age 47


William John

Lieutenant Colonel Harry Stevenson WRIGHT

See Burials with Medals and Awards

109556 Driver


Royal Field Artillery

Died 7th January 1917 Age 36


James was born in Gloucester.


Burial no. CofE 1890



T4/126843 Private


Royal Army Service Corps

Died 14th September 1915



Arthur was 48 years and 90 days old when he signed up on 6th August 1915 according to his Attestation Papers. He was living at 22 Chapel Street, Merthyr Tyddfil. He was unmarried and an engine driver and was 5 feet 3 inches tall.


Arthur was embarking at Southampton docks and had a heart attack and died on the quay on the 14th September 1915.

Amongst his effects was a pipe, safety razor, pocket knife, tobacco pouch, prayer book, purse and key, handkerchief and a South African War Medal.

There was an inquest which concluded that Arthur died of natural causes.


Burial no. CofE 1725.



60673 Serjeant


Royal Field Artillery

Died 8th July 1916 Age 23


He Died That We Might Live





He was wounded on the first day in the battle of the Somme.


There are 2 headstones for Henry George. The other one says:

In Loving Memory Of

Sgt. Henry George

Young R.F.A.

Died Of Wounds Received

In Action

July 8th 1916 Aged 23 Years


He is commemorated on a war memorial in st. Mary's Church, Stanwell.


The Army Registers of Soldiers Effects states that Henry died on the way from Southampton Docks to Netley by motor ambulance.

His parents were Henry and Alice of Tunbridge Wells. he was married to Adelaide Young. (CWGC Registers)


Burial no. CofE 1801

192185 Driver


Royal Field Artillery

Died 14th October 1918


Thomas William was the son of William and Mary Jane. He was born in Co. Durham. (CWGC Registers).


Burial no. CofE 1976

1629 Private


East Lancashire Regiment

Died 27th November 1915





More here: http://www.lancasterwarmemorials.org.uk/memorials/lancaster-uvwy.htm



Burial no. CofE 1758.



For The Fallen


With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children,

England mourns for her dead across the sea.

Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit,

Fallen in the cause of the free.


Solemn the drums thrill: Death august and royal

Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres.

There is music in the midst of desolation

And a glory that shines upon our tears.


They went with songs to the battle, they were young,

Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.

They were staunch to the end against odds


They fell with their faces to the foe.


They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:

Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.

At the going down of the sun and in the morning

We will remember them.


They mingle not with their laughing comrades again;

They sit no more at familiar tables of home;

They have no lot in our labour of the day time;

They sleep beyond England's foam.


But where our desires are and our hopes profound,

Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight,

To the innermost heart of their own land they are


As the stars are known to the Night;


As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust,

Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain,

As the stars that are starry in the time of our


To the end, to the end, they remain.


Laurence Binyon.

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