You don’t know who you are, if you don’t know who you came from!

'You don’t know who you are if you don’t know who you came from'! old genealogical saying that is still true today.

As many fellow 'Bancroft from Yorkshire' researchers in the same family line as I am will know, there has been lots of speculation over the years about the origins of our line, which comes to a full stop at my Great/Great/Great/Great/Great Grandfather Joseph Bancroft [or Bankroft as it is sometimes shown] who married Grace Greenwood in 1752 at Bradford. He died at Far Oxenhope, and was buried at Haworth in 1785, but as there is no record of his age at the time of his death it has always been difficult to work out where and when he was born, but I may finally have a bit more information…although it is only my theory, so cannot be 100% certain.

A fellow researcher once mentioned to me about the habit in times gone bye of families using the letter ‘o’ to denote ‘son of’, for example “ John ‘o’ James ”. He was reminded of a one-time conversation he had with a family member who mentioned that as a child she was taught to recite a rhyme about her ancestors in time to her father tapping it out using the poker on the hearth.
The rhyme ended “Dode o’ Dode o’ Tim” [Dode being baby talk for Joe/Joseph], and although this is far from conclusive evidence on it’s own, it is also reinforced by the fact that Joseph had a son called Timothy, which at the time was not a common Christian name.

The Old Chapel, later known as Heywood Chapel

Moving over to Halifax area, a Tim Bancroft of Warley near Halifax was married twice, firstly to a Sara [Sarah?] Schofield [?] on 25th April 1680. Sara died on 23rd September 1698 and was buried at the Heywood Chapel at Northowram, near Halifax

Tim's marriage to Sarah Schofield April 1680

 A year later he then married for a second time to an Elizabeth Hodgson [Hodgeson?] on 10th October April 1699, again at the Heywood Chapel in Northowram, Halifax.

Tim's marriage to Elizabeth Hodgson April 1699

Tim, and I assume Elizabeth although her name is not mentioned on the records, had a son called ‘Jo’ born in 1710 at Halifax, and it is this Joseph who I am now fairly sure was the Joseph who died in 1785 and was buried at Haworth as he would have been 75 years old at the time of death, which all  sounds feasible.

Jo, son of Tim of Warley - Baptism 15th April 1710

Moving back one generation to Tim Bancroft, the records shows that he died in the Warley area of Halifax, and was buried at Heywood Chapel on 10th January either 1710 or 1711 [the records are not clear on the date], so the sad story is that Joseph never got to know his father because Tim died died either just before or shortly after his birth. Unfortunately there does not appear to be a gravestone at Haywood Chapel marking Timothy's burial, [probably because they were too poor to afford one.]

What is unclear is what caused his son Joe [Joseph] to move over to the Far Oxenhope area. We have to assume that as it was only about 10 miles from Ovenden, so he probably moved over for work, as this was at a time before the wool textile industry moved from a cottage industry, with men working from home with a hand-loom,and there is information that he worked as a weaver in the Leeming area of Far Oxenhope.

All this is however conjecture on my part, and leaves many unanswered questions…..maybe we will never know the full story, or maybe a fellow research might have the answer!....please feel free to get in touch with me if you have any comments to add to this research, using the contact section in the top right-hand side of this website.

Heywood Chapel today
[The current chapel was built in 1836 and replace the original Heywood Chapel on an adjacent site]

The Bancroft Hotel in Miami

Hotel terrazzo entrance

I recently returned from a holiday in the US, and while in Miami I came across a very interesting building ….’The Bancroft Hotel’.

Set just one block behind the main Ocean Drive in Miami, is this still beautiful 1930’s Art-Deco Hotel. 

Miami has very many Art-Deco building, which thankfully have mostly been renovated, after The ‘Miami Design Preservation League’ was formed in the 1970’s to save these wonderfully stylish building from being destroyed, and the sight of them today provides a wonderful step back in time to what must have been a very different Miami in the 1930's.

The Bancroft hotel does however look a little sad, when compared with some of these other renovated building and looks to have been stood vacant for a while and in need of some loving care.
Records show that it was built in the height of the art-deco boom in 1929-30, under the ownership of an Archie Greenberg who came from Worcester, Massachusetts. His parents, Max and Lena Greenberg originated from Poland, and they were all living together in the newly completed hotel on the 1940 census, together with hotel staff and guests

1940 census

The original plans of construction go into details of all the find art-deco features of the hotel, and in its heyday it must have been a very stunning building, as the following pictures show.
An architect’s description of the building was as follows:
‘Asymmetrical facade designs; Building rounded at southwest corner; Continuous eyebrows at every floor level that conform to building shape; Wide bands of glass block stacked on top of each other, divided by small-scale eyebrows; Exterior terrazzo floor design; Horizontal banding: three concave bands run through window levels at every floor level.’

1930's postcard

On the west side of the building is an original sculptural relief panel by Earl LaPan [1908-1996], a famous local art-deco painter and sculptor who lived locally, and who in the 1930 was commissioned to provide artwork for many of the new hotels being built at that time in Miami.

Earl LaPan sculptural
West Side with sculptural

Records show that the Hotel went into major alteration in the 1980, when it was turned into private apartments and a restaurant, and as mentioned earlier, the restaurant looked to be closed for business when I was there.

Just how it got it’s Bancroft name, remains a bit of a mystery. It is known that Archie Greenberg came to Miami from Worcester, Massachusetts, and there was another Bancroft Hotel in that city, built in the 1920’s and run as part of a large hotel group, and that hotel was named after a local historian and politician called George Bancroft.... so maybe Archie Geenberg, was not the owner of the Miami hotel but just the front-man for this large hotel group…who knows?

Eric Bancroft’s Potholing Adventures

Alum Pot entrance and surrounding countryside - circa 1930's

 During the 1920’s and 30’s the lives of many people improved considerably with increases in real wages and  shorter working hours so it’s not a surprise that with more leisure time on their hands, the working man looked to new ways to spend his days off. Leisure activities such as rambling, and cycle clubs, where members would explore the beautiful Yorkshire Dales became popular and together with this, field clubs with a passing interest in caves and potholes started to gain popularity.

'The Bridge' inside Alum Pot

One of the most successful of these clubs was the Haworth Ramblers, where the members visited relatively ‘easy’ caves to explore such as those at Ingleborough , White Scar and Stump cross, and in July 1928 on of their leaders, Eric Bancroft from Denholme, near Bradford together with others, got to the bottom of the ‘Alum Pot’ to an area known as  ‘Dolly Tubs’. By the following year they crossed the 'Bridge' [as shown in the above photo] and penetrated another 185 meters to the bottom of the cave, using conventional rope ladders and lifelines, using magnesium wire and other illuminants for lighting. 

The photo below shows Eric [right hand side, with arms crossed] and his father Victor [wearing flat cap] in Alum Pot circa 1930

Alum Pot circa 1930

The leader of these explorers was still Eric Bancroft, who by now was caving independently of the established pothole clubs with others. His father’s car and trailer were used to transport the necessary tackle to the various locations, and this unofficial group became known as the Denholme Pothole Club’.

By now the Alum Pot site was becoming overcrowded, with so many people wanting to explore it, so Eric and his friends turned their attentions in 1930 to the descended ‘Diccan Pot' which followed on from Alum Pot which had a stream in it, and which had inhibited exploration previously.

Previous attempts to descend Diccan Pot had been made by others as far back as 1902 by attempting to divert the water and by building a dam and aqueduct, but this had ended in failure.

Eric, assisted by others, returned to Diccon Pot in 1931 to try and overcome the problem of water hampering the decent and using a petrol powered winch, driven by a 2 cylinder JAP motorcycle engine from the 1920’s, manufactured by NUT company from Newcastle. The photo below on the left shows Eric on the left with his father Victor on the right, wearing the bowler hat, circa 1930.

There is no evidence that the winch was ever used in Diccan Pot. It’s real purpose was to assist in the exploration of Alum Pot were it was used to lower people and tackle down the open surface shaft.

 Despite this technical assistance, he failed to reach his goal but as a constellation he received £25 for a two page article in the Illustrated London News, which would have made a significant contribution to his expenses.

Eric had a gentleman’s agreement with another club that if he did not manage to bottom Diccon Pot within three months, he would hand it over to members of the Gritstone Club and in 1931 they solved the water problem by rebuilding a 17 meter aqueduct, and reached the bottom on 31st January 1932, and in the same month Eric donated his winch to the Northern Cavern and Fell Club for use at the Gaping Gill complex.

Eric inside Diccon Pot -circa 1930's

We now know that the Bancroft’s were also closely associated with the Lancashire based Northern Cavern and Fell Club and that the winch was eventually sold to the NCFC in 1931 to facilitate descents of the 110m deep Gaping Gill Hole on the slopes of Ingleborough.

Both Eric and his father joined the NCFC around this time and Eric continued to cave with them until the outbreak of WW2.

Eric was part of a NCFC contingent that took part in the first serious cave rescue from Gingling Hole on Fountains Fell in October 1934. The safe recovery of a caver with a broken leg took two days and the combined man-power of many Dales cavers from several clubs. Such had been the resources required that this incident resulted in the formation of the Cave Rescue Corps , later renamed the Cave Rescue Organisation and still active today.

1911 census

As far as Eric’s family history is concerned, he was born in Denholme in 1907 and his full name was  Frederick Thomas Bancroft,[ although he was always known as 'Eric' which was a shortened version of Frederick], the son of Hugh Victor and Emily Jane [nee Tidswell]

Eric's father Victor, worked at Foster's Mill in Denholme, as did most of the village, in a senior position of Chief Cashier, although the above 1911 census wrongly describes him as a 'Bank Accountant'.  He and Eric went on many trips around the British Isles and Europe. He was an active member of the Christmas plays at the Denholme Independent Chapel, and Eric and his father produced lantern slide shows of their various trips both around Europe and their potholing exploits. On one occasion they were showing a lantern slide presentation at the Parish Church in Denholme between the two world wars. Victor's large brass projector was set up at the front of the gallery projecting onto a screen lowered by a rope and pulley in front of the Chancel Arch, and when the rope was released to lower the screen into the position, it struck the head of the vicar, to everyone's amusement! 

1939 census

The 1939 census above also shows that Eric was in the auxiliary fire brigade, and was stationed in Liverpool during WW2, at a time when Liverpool was only second to London as far as number of people killed and damage done. His family remember him saying that when fighting a fire it was not unusual to be showered with hot water from firemen working on the other side of the blaze. 
Eric worked in the wool industry in Bradford, at a time when the city was booming as the wool capital of the world, He started as an apprentice wool sorter in 1924 and in 1951 the company he worked for, Parkinsons, promoted him to a job in New Zealand as a wool buyer, so the whole family emigrated.

 He and his wife eventually moved back to the UK and retired to Harrogate in 1972 having worked for Parkinson's for 48 years.

Eric died on 28th August 1981 in Harrogate, and was buried in the family vault at Denholme Independent Chapel. 

I am greatful to the 'Craven Pothole Club' who provided much of the information and photographs for this article. Their website is here.