Wednesbury History in brief
St Pauls church
The church in the photograph is St Paul’s in Wood Green, Wednesbury, near to junction 9 of the M6 motorway. The church was built in 1874 and partly endowed by the Elwell family who owned the local forge. It’s built from red sandstone and in 1888 a spire, clock and a peal of bells were added. How do I know all this? I have a book published in 1908 full of facts from Victorian times about the town that I live in. The town was prosperous then and they built churches, the Town Hall (1871), Art Gallery (1891), parks, baths and much more.
My book is the Ryder’s Annual, a Wednesbury red book and directory and was published in 1908 by Ryder’s who did general printing and also printed and published the town newspaper. The newspaper was the Herald and I think their office was still there when I was a child. The address is listed in the annual as just ‘The Herald Office”, Wednesbury. (The shop was in Spring Head)
In 1908, Wednesbury had just 4,737 people registered to vote. This was before women were allowed to vote. The MP was a Liberal named Clarendon Golding Hyde, Esq. of the Lyndhurst, Squires Walk, Wednesbury.
The Lord of the Manor in 1908 was Paul Foley, Esq., of Stoke Edith Park, Herefordshire. The Lady of the Manor was Dame Mildred Anne Bateman Scott of Great Barr Hall. The Mayor of Wednesbury was Councillor. J. Handley J.P.
In 1908, electricity was being installed by the council in Wednesbury and street lighting introduced. The population of the town was growing and had grown from 4,100 in 1801 to 26,544 in 1901. The town was thriving and business was good! Thomas Jones ran the town as town clerk for the princely sum of £400 a year. Compare that to the salary and pension of the chief executive of Sandwell Council! It is also interesting to compare his salary to that of the park keeper, Joseph Pym. Joseph Pym was paid £85 and six shillings but also got his house, gas, coal and uniform free. He also had one hell of a garden!
In those days, the Post Office, another fine Victorian building adjoining the Town Hall, was open from 7am until 10pm in the evening and even opened for 2 hours on Sundays! The first delivery was at 6.45 am and the fifth (yes, the fifth) was at 5.45pm!
My book has a section on the parish church that stands high above the town and is dedicated to St Bartholomew. It occupies the site of a heathen temple of the God Woden, according to the book. I thought that was a fort where Lady Ethelfreda of Mercia fought the Vikings… The church is Gothic and the book says the original church was probably built between 1080 and 1216.
Extensive restoration and improvement of the church took place in the late 19th century and early 20th century.
The Free Library in Walsall Street was opened on March the 20th, 1878. The new library was being built when my book was published on land donated by the mayor, Councillor J. Handley at a cost of £5,000. The money being given by Dr A. Carnegie.
Some older residents might remember The New Theatre Royal in Upper High Street, which was built in 1891 and accommodated 1,500 people. I think that was later known as the Hippodrome. I remember going to a pantomime there when I was a kid! I think it was Cinderella, but the scene I remember most was someone burning cakes. Maybe it was given a local theme and it was King Alfred? His daughter was Lady Ethelfreda of Mercia (b.872 D), who was said to have built a fort in Wednesbury.
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