This photo of Danvers HOGGARTH was sent by his great grandaughter Liz BRAMHILL nee HUDSON. Danvers was the third son of Lawrence John HOGGARTH and Elizabeth ALLIN and is named after Danvers ALLIN the father of Elizabeth.  The mother of Elizabeth was Frances BRUSBY who was born in Farndale.  Danvers was born 13th August 1861 in Newholme and died 12 July 1946. According to Liz he was a Molecatcher at one time.  The 1871 Census R10-4847 folio 109 has Danvers with his family living at 2 Jefferson's Building, which is between 27 and 28 Church Street, in Whitby. John, the father of Danvers, was a cartman at that time.    In 1881 Danvers ALLIN was at Barughs Ambo working on the farm of Robert BRISBY who was a cousin of Elizabeth ALLIN, the mother of Danvers.  His brother Allin HOGGARTH was at West Knapton just to the East of Malton.  BRUSBY descendants.  With thanks to Jenny ATKINSON.  White House Farm is still in the hands of BRISBY family and does accommodation.   On 8th August 1881 Danvers was a witness at the wedding of his brother Allin in the Parish Church, Whitby.

Danvers married Tamar FLETCHER on the 13th April 1884 in the Primitive Methodist's Cleveland Terrace Chapel in Whitby (certificate) but then moved back to south of the Moors, where he had been in 1881. I presume that we have Danvers on the left, Tamar on the top of the load.  

The 1890 Bulmer's Directory says that Barughs AMBO comprises the hamlets of Great and Little Barugh.  It mentions Danvers HOGGARTH as being a Grocer at Great Barugh and Robert BRISBY as being a farmer at White House, Great Barugh.  

Here we have Tamar with her Grandson Malcolm HUDSON. I was told that in 1936 Tamar was interviewed by the BBC (radio then of course) about her 50 years on the land. She was the oldest person in Barugh at the time. Tamar was born on the 2nd September 1860 (birth registered in Sep Qtr of 1860) in Marton near Pickering about 3 miles north of Great Barugh.  The 1861 census transcript by the EYFHS gives for Marton, RG9/3643 Folio 15 this FLETCHER family: William Head Mar 40 born Cropton Elizabeth Wife Mar 31 born Marton Adah Daur 8 born Marton Jane Daur 7 born Marton George Son 5 born Marton Tamar? Daur 6 mth born Marton   The 1871 census for Salton (a couple of mile SW of Normanby) has on RG10-4839 Folio 19 at Broats Farm:    William FLETCHER Head Mar 50 Manager of a Farm of 40 acres YKS Cropton Elizabeth Do Wife Mar 41 Do Marton Tamar Do Daur 9 Scholar Do Do Maria A. Do Daur 8 Do Do Coneysthorpe William Do Son 5 Do Do Do Rachel H. Do Daur 3 Do Do Salton In 1881 there is this family in Cottage, Normanby, RG11_4825 Folio 28: William FLETCHER Head M Male 59 Cropton, York, England Ag Labr  Elizabeth FLETCHER Wife M Female 50 Marton, York, England Ag Labrs Wife  Rachel FLETCHER Daur Female 12 Salton, York, England Scholar  Elizabeth FLETCHER Daur Female 10 Salton, York, England Scholar  Jonathan FLETCHER Son Male 8 Salton, York, England Scholar  Lilian FLETCHER Daur Female 4 Salton, York, England  Tamar has not been traced in 1881.   The birth certificate of Tamar (from Glynne FLETCHER) show she was born 2 Sep 1860 in Marton, father William FLETCHER, Ag Lab, mother Elizabeth nee JACKSON.   The descendants of Tamar as I know them August 2004.  Glynne FLETCHER has a postcard written by Ada (of White House, Gt Barugh) to her sister Mrs J Fletcher of No 80 Mill Street, Norton, Malton saying she might pop in to visit on Saturday.  This ADA will be one of the daughters of Tamar and "J Fletcher" the wife of Herbert the first son of Tamar.  White House Farm now does B&B and is still managed by the BRISBY family.   The Times Saturday Dec 17 1938 page 3 - Broadcasting:   Sunday Programmes, Northern (668kc.) (449.1m.)  5.50 Slices of Life by Tamar HOGGARTH.  6.5 Cleethorpe Festival Choir.   You can listen to Tamar by using this link  http://bramhill.net/HoggarthBarugh/Resources/Tamar.mp3  The Times Thursday Jul 13 1939 - Broadcasting: Northern (668kc.) (449.1m.) 7.5 Slices of Life by Tamar HOGGARTH. 7.20 Defence Announcements.

From the Yorkshire Herald, Saturday March 11 1939

 TWO EXPLORERS IN OUR COUNTRY DISTRICTS

When Pronunciation Makes All the Difference.  Darby and Don at Brawby and Great Barugh, LXXXVI

Yorkshire village names can be very puzzling. Don and I naturally have become very accustomed to them, but we stumbled this week and made a countryman look at us with that wonderment which makes a townsman feel rather foolish. it was that little village, Great Barugh.

 Now Don and I pronounce it "Baroo" like many others, no doubt. We stopped a rustic on the roadside and enquired the whereabouts of the said "Great Baroo".  
"Great Baroo?" said the countryman with a grin. Tha'll mean 'Barf' I guess."  
"Oh," said I.  
"Yes," sez ’ee. "Barf, as in laugh," and we all "larfed".

 "On the Air"

The oldest woman in the village is Mrs Hoggarth who last Christmas made a name for herself in one of the series of "Slices from Life". In fearless fashion and showing not a morsel of fear for the rather terrifying microphone, she told her life story in a more realistic way than I can print it here.   
It was a great event in her life and she still glories in the memory of it. Her many friends, too, were delighted with the way she acquitted herself over the air. It is not improbable that, in the future, she will be finding her way to the Leeds studio again to let the world know how a typical old countrywoman has lived and worked hard and brought up a family of nine children.  
Aged 78, she was born at Marton [sic, possibly Malton] and has lived at Barugh for 50 years. She went into service when she was only 11 and has done her share of cooking, baking, dairying and root-pulling. She and her 77-year-old husband can look back to a life that has had its hardships and compensations. Mr Hoggarth was a well-known mole catcher for many years, and also a roadman in the district.  
This old couple have 35 grandchildren and seven great grandchildren.  
Mrs Hoggarth does not think a great deal about the young girl of today, and if she said as much to them over the air as she did to me it probably made them sit up. To show her disapproval of modern habits, she first criticises her own grand-daughters who, however, take it all in good sport.  
She will say, for instance, "Tut tut, you young lasses, the way you dress surprises me."  
And their reply, as modern as the other is quaint: "By gum, grannie, I'll pull them ears if tha' talks about our dresses so."  
Grannie replies: "Well ain't it right noo? Tha's only two garments and tha's dressed!  
And to me she added: Some of ’em were rather nipped with I towed ’em straight. They knewed I was right."  

Death of Mr Danvers Hoggarth,  Octogenarian of Great Barugh,  By a Gazette Correspondent

Mr Danvers Hoggarth, whose death has occurred at Great Barugh at the age of 84, was one of the best known figures in the district. Fairly tall and of slender build with a fine grey patriarchal beard, he could be seen working in his garden, mole-catching in the field, or collecting firewood washed down by the little beck that flows beneath the bridge a few yards from his cottage door.  
Born at Newholme, near Whitby, Mr Hoggarth had lived in a period of remarkable change, especially in the lives of those, like himself, who earned their livelihood on the land. Starting off with "meat and clothes for work" as a boy on a farm and later bringing up a family of nine as a married farm worker, Mr Hoggarth lived to see others engaged in agriculture enjoy what was by former standards advantages such as he and his contemporaries would never have though possible. The world food problems and shortages of today he though were in some ways reminiscent of those all too widely felt in most country districts over 50 years ago.

TREACLE AND BREAD!  

On one of the many occasions I have enjoyed a chat with Mr Hoggarth, he told me of a lad who had worked on the same farm as himself when he was a young man. The master, who had been dissatisfied with the lad's efforts, had told that lad he was not worth his "meat". To which the boy had replied, "nut worth mi meeat? Treakle an’ breead, treakle an’ breead, that's me meeat!"  

Mr and Mrs Hoggarth, who have spent all their married life at Great Barugh, celebrated their diamond wedding in 1943. Members of their family are engaged in farming.  
Mrs (Tamar) Hoggarth had similar experiences to her husband of work on the farms, having herself worked on the farms and in the fields from the age of 11 and continuing for many years after her marriage. Her parents, who were farm workers, too, left Yorkshire for Canada when she was a girl.  

A VISITOR FROM CANADA  

Mrs Hoggart [sic] never saw them again but she and her husband had the pleasure of meeting one of the younger generation who paid them a visit while over here from Canada as a member of the Forces during the war.  (Will Bramhill suggests this visitor was Fletcher Hanson Bradburn, who lived in Tillsonburg, Ontario, and was organist at Avondale United Church.)
Mrs Hoggarth, who on two occasions broadcast some of her impression on her life and work from the Leeds Studios of the BBC, a few years ago, delighted many listeners in Yorkshire and other parts of the country.

Great Barugh

The funeral took place at Kirbymisperton of Mr Danvers Hoggarth, who died in his 85th year. His widow, who broadcast a few years ago, is still able to do her own work. The chief mourners were:  

Mrs Tamar Hoggarth (widow), Mr H Fletcher, Mr and Mrs H Ward, Mr and Mrs J Hoggarth (Welham), Mr and Mrs John Fairweather, Mr and Mrs John Spanton, Mr and Mrs W Jefferson, Mrs A Hudson (Leeds), Mr F Humpleby, Mrs Humpleby, daughter, was unable to attend. Grandchildren present were Mr and Mrs R Smith, Miss K Ward, Miss E Spanton, Mr D Ward, Mr S Spanton, Mr J Spanton, Miss M Fairweather, H and L Humpleby, H Hoggarth with Mr and Mrs W Hoggarth, cousin (Pickering), Mr A Seager, Mr Ruston, Mr Ellis and Mr B Seager were bearers. Other mourners included: Miss K Mallory, Mrs Seager, Mrs Dickson, Mrs Houlston, Misses V and G Colby, Mr K Brisby, Mr and Mrs Jameson (Butterwick), Mrs A King, Mr E Holtby, Mr J Shipley and others. Archdeacon Hope officiated at the service.