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Chapter Seven

Buried on Christmas Day

From the pits of the Dean to the coalfields of Illinois

White · Barnard

In the wooded hill country of western Gloucestershire, where the River Severn bends toward the sea, lies the Forest of Dean — an ancient landscape of oak and heath set apart from the ordered farmland around it by its old customary rights and, above all, by the coal and iron that lay beneath its surface. It was here, across the middle decades of the nineteenth century, that the White and Barnard families made their living from the earth. This chapter follows them from the pits of Gloucestershire to the coalfields of central Illinois — a single trade carried across an ocean, and the immigrant generation that carried it, spent within a few short years of their arrival.

The World of the Free Miners

The Forest of Dean had long been a place apart, common land where local people gathered fuel and grazed livestock. But by the early nineteenth century a different wealth had come to define it. Coal and iron ore, worked in the ancient tradition of the Forest's free miners, drew families into a network of extraction and labor. Villages that had been small agricultural settlements — East Dean, Abenhall, Plump Hill, Cinderford, Westbury on Severn — became nodes in an industrial economy. Pit shafts opened, spoil heaps rose, and the quiet rhythms of farming and forestry yielded to the demands of the mines.

Into this world the Whites and Barnards settled. The men were miners — not gentlemen farmers or craftsmen, but wage laborers in an extractive industry that demanded constant effort and carried constant risk. From the 1841 census onward, when occupations began to be recorded systematically, the pattern appears clearly and holds through the decades that follow: households strung along country lanes or clustered near the pits, their fortunes rising and falling with the wages of the collieries and iron mines. The Whites in particular worked in iron, a significant branch of the Forest's economy, where ore was raised alongside coal to feed the furnaces and forges of the region.

The work paid, but it did not lead upward. It led more often to worn hands, damaged lungs, and early death. Winter floods might halt operations, but the mines ran most of the year, and men descended before dawn and returned after dusk. Wives managed households on irregular wages, uncertain whether injury might cut a man's earning power or end it altogether. Yet even this insular world was touched by wider currents. By the 1860s and 1870s, transatlantic migration had become possible for some families — and the Whites, above all, would take advantage of it.

The Barnard Line

The Barnards established themselves in Gloucestershire over more than a century. Thomas Barnard, born about 1767, settled in Abenhall and married Mary Goode in 1799. He lived into his seventies, dying around 1843.

His son James was born about 1810 at Plump Hill, in the parish of Abenhall — a landscape of scattered cottages, common grazing, and the customary rights that set the Forest apart. On 4 March 1833, James married Sarah Dawes at St Nicholas in Gloucester, the county's cathedral city on the Severn, with its distinctive truncated spire. Sarah had been born in 1813 at Longhope, on the edge of the Forest, into a country of orchards, small farms, and timber.

Though they married in the county town, James and Sarah made their home back in the Forest parishes. For much of their married life they lived at East Dean, where they appear together across four census records — in 1841, 1851, 1871, and 1881. This rootedness tells its own story: while many Victorians of their generation moved to swelling industrial towns or emigrated across the sea, the Barnards remained anchored to the district of their birth. James's particular occupation is not recorded, but East Dean was a mining and forest parish, and a man living there across the middle of the century most likely earned his living from some combination of the pits, the quarries, and the land, as Forest families commonly did to weather the uncertainties of industrial work.

Together they raised six children — James, Esther, George, Dianna, Seakey, and Myrah — the names mingling plain biblical choices with the more unusual local forms that turn up so often in Forest of Dean registers. James died on 23 September 1883 in Gloucestershire and was buried three days later at Abenhall, the very parish that had witnessed his birth some seventy years before. Sarah outlived him by more than four years. She died on 18 February 1888 at Westbury on Severn, in her mid-seventies, and was buried three days later in the same churchyard at Abenhall. In this final return, both of their lives came full circle within the small compass of the Forest.

It was through their youngest daughter, Myrah, that the Barnard line married into the Whites.

Myrah Barnard and Enoch White

Myrah Barnard was born in 1852 at Plump Hill. Hers would be a life lived almost entirely within the bounds of a few Gloucestershire parishes — East Dean, Cinderford, Plump Hill, and Abenhall — a rootedness that speaks to the tight-knit character of the Forest communities, where families worked, worshipped, and married among their neighbours across generations.

On 30 October 1871, at St John's in Cinderford, one of the growing industrial centres of the Forest, Myrah married Enoch White. She was nineteen. The couple wasted little time before making the boldest decision of their young marriage: within months of the wedding they set sail together for America. Their eldest son, John, was born in Pennsylvania on 13 August 1872, shortly after that first Atlantic crossing — a small marker of how immediately the young couple had thrown themselves into the American venture. All of their other children were born back in England, evidence that the family's early years were divided between two countries, their lives shaped by the tides of transatlantic labor.

In all, Myrah gave birth to six children: John, Sarah, Thomas, Sophia, Philip, and James. By the census of 1881 the family was settled again in East Dean, the parish that had held them since their marriage. Raising such a household in the Forest was demanding work, the daily round consumed by cooking, laundry, mending, and the constant care of young children in a home dependent on the wages of the collieries.

Myrah did not live to see the family's final removal to America. She died in January 1889 in Gloucestershire, at only thirty-six or thirty-seven years of age, and was buried on 13 March 1889 at Abenhall, in the same quiet churchyard that held her parents. The cause of her early death is not recorded, though such losses were far from uncommon among women worn by childbearing and the hardships of industrial life. Her passing marked a turning point for the family she left behind.

Three Generations of White Miners

The White family's story in Gloucestershire begins with John White, born about 1793 in Churcham, who married Sophia Baldwyn on 3 July 1814. He lived out his long life close to where it began, dying at Westbury on Severn in July 1874, more than eighty years of age. His life spanned the whole of the region's mining age, and it was that industry that would shape the generations after him.

John and Sophia's son, John E. White, was born in February 1827 in East Dean. He followed the trade that defined his part of the county. On Christmas Day of 1849 — the choice of the holiday not unusual among working families, for whom it offered one of the few reliable breaks in the labouring year — he married Jane West at Holy Trinity Church in Drybrook. His profession was recorded then in the mining industry, and the 1851 census placed him at work in an iron mine. The couple settled in East Dean, where they appear together in 1851 and again in 1861. Among their children was a son, Enoch, whose biblical name reflected the strong Nonconformist and chapel-going traditions that ran deep through the Forest.

That deep rootedness eventually gave way to a great uprooting. John E. White made his own Atlantic crossings, and after Jane had died he sailed a final time in 1889 in the company of his son Enoch and Enoch's children, joining the family's migration to the Illinois coal country.

Enoch White and the Crossings of the Atlantic

Enoch White is the center of this chapter — a Gloucestershire miner who crossed the ocean not once but at least four times, carrying his family, his father, and finally his own hopes to the coal country of Illinois.

He was born on 3 October 1850 in East Dean, into a world shaped by iron and coal. The censuses of 1851 and 1861 place young Enoch firmly in the parish, growing up amid the pits and tramways of the Dean, learning the trade that would define his life. By adulthood, mining was not merely his father's work but his own — a skill portable across an ocean, wanted wherever coal and iron lay in the ground. Experienced men from the Forest of Dean were prized in the expanding American mines, and many moved back and forth as work demanded, keeping ties to home while chasing wages abroad.

Enoch's life is best understood through his voyages, each arrival recorded at New York. Myrah accompanied him on the first crossing of 1872, and their son John was born on American soil soon after. In 1880 he crossed again, this time with his five-year-old daughter Sarah at his side — a small girl making the long ocean passage in the company of her father. In 1884 he traveled alone. Each voyage tells of a family stretched across two nations, of separations and reunions measured in weeks aboard ship, and of a household whose center of gravity shifted with the demands of the mines.

The crossing of 1889 was different from all the others, and it marks the great turning point of Enoch's life. By then Myrah had died, and his mother Jane had passed before her. Left a widower, Enoch gathered up all six of his children — John, Sarah, Thomas, Sophia, Philip, and James — and brought them to America, and he brought his aged father John along with them. In this single voyage, Enoch carried three generations of the White family across the Atlantic. This was no experimental journey or seasonal labor migration; it was a final removal, an entire family uprooted from the Forest of Dean and replanted in a new country. With his wife gone, there was little to hold Enoch and his children to England, and much reason to make a permanent home where his work could support them.

Pana, on the Illinois Prairie

The family settled at Pana, in the southeastern corner of Christian County, Illinois, where the flat, fertile farmland of the Grand Prairie met the coal-bearing country that would define the town's fortunes. This was open, treeless grassland when settlers first broke the sod — but beneath the soil lay thick, workable seams of bituminous coal.

By the years the Whites knew it, Pana had become a genuine railroad and mining hub. The intersection of several rail lines turned a modest agricultural settlement into a shipping point of consequence: the railroads created the market for the coal, and the coal gave the railroads their reason to run through town. Deep-shaft mines opened in the decades following the Civil War, and the demand for experienced underground labor pulled in men who already knew the trade. Miners raised in the iron and coal districts of England carried skills that could not be quickly learned, and American operators actively recruited them. A man who had worked the seams in England could step almost directly into a Pana pit.

That demand explains the arrival of families like the Whites. Pana's mining neighborhoods had a distinctly transatlantic flavor, where English and Welsh accents and old-country customs persisted well into the American generation. It was a community where a widowed or aging miner and his children could arrive from across the ocean and find not strangers but familiar faces from the same trade and often the same homeland. These were also the town's most troubled years: central Illinois had become a battleground in the great labor struggles of the age, and Pana in particular gained grim notoriety during the mine wars of the late 1890s, when a bitter strike led operators to bring in outside laborers and the confrontation erupted into deadly violence in 1898 and 1899.

A Family Spent

Enoch White did not live long to enjoy the home he had made. He died on 25 December 1891 — Christmas Day — in Christian County, only two years after bringing his children and his father across the sea. He was forty-one years old, and he was buried that year in Pana. The record is silent on the cause, though for a working miner in his early forties, illness or injury would each have been a plausible end.

The same Christmas Day claimed one of his children. Sophia White, born 8 October 1878 in East Dean, died in Pana on 25 December 1891, the very day her father died. The losses did not end there. Thomas White, born 15 January 1876 in Westbury on Severn, died in Pana on 3 December 1892, not yet seventeen. And Sarah White, born 26 January 1875 in Gloucestershire — the little girl who had crossed the Atlantic with her father in 1880 — died in Pana on 26 November 1892. Within a little more than three years of reaching the new country, the family buried the father and three of the children who had come with him.

Of the six children Enoch had carried across in 1889, several outlived these first hard years. Philip White, born in East Dean on 12 July 1879, came with the family in July 1889; his story belongs to a later chapter. The eldest son, John White, born in Pennsylvania in 1872, married Margaret Jane in 1897 and made his home in Springfield, Sangamon County, where he died on 15 March 1939. James White, born about 1887 in England, died in 1949.

The last of the immigrant generation to pass was Enoch's father. John E. White settled into old age in Pana, appearing there in the censuses of 1900 and 1910, having exchanged the ancient woodland of the Forest of Dean for the flat, open farmland of central Illinois. He died in Pana on 15 May 1912, at the age of eighty-five — a life that had carried him, in a single span, from a Gloucestershire mining village to an American prairie town.