Albetina Keevil nee Hunt

Albetina Hunt was born 02 Apr 1839 in Marnhull, Dorset, England, the daughter of James Hunt and Mary Ann Miles Young of Yardgrove Farm in Marnhull, Dorset. Albetina married George Keevil of Stalbridge, Dorset on the 20th February 1860 in Marnhull, Dorset. She died on 22 May 1916 in Salisbury,Wiltshire.

She is our 2nd Great GrandMother

From the book "Farley with Pitton: The Earth Remains (Farley with Pitton)" by Michael Parsons, a history of the village

Albertina Keevil, a Dorset woman then aged 40 or so had started married life in Wimborne. She had come to Farley from Whitchurch in Hampshire with her husband George to take the Steward's dairy herd in 1883.

Described as 'Dairywoman' notable, hard-working and a skilled and accomplished cheese and butter maker, she did not at the time milk all the cows herself although her husband was not at all fit. When he died her eldest son Henry George was only 14, and with him, her eldest daughter Kate, and three more sons and daughters she lived in the old dairy cottage.

A very progressive lady she would later move to Parsonage Farm where in 1891 her son Henry took over, and his mother was described as 'living on her means' (Census again) and Henry as the farmer.

Of the the family the Vicar's daughter, Miss Henderson wrote. 'She was a dear and we were very fond of her but oh so genteel and doing her best to bring her family up to her standards. She had a slight trim figure with well-fitting gowns, not a hair out of place, her head crowned with the dainty lace cap that all ladies, nearly, wore in those days when they were nearing or had reached the forties! I remember one day when she was coming to tea that her foot slipped on the polished step that led down into our dining hall and she arrived sitting down with her cap preceding her. Of course we were dreadfully sorry and helped her up and put her cap to rights.

But the next time we saw her she said 'Oh dear, Mrs. Henderson, I don't know how to apologise enough for entering your room in such an exceedingly rude and abrupt manner.'

One of our big treats was to take any visitors to have tea with Mrs. Keevil for she made the most dainty birds' nests in butter complete with eggs and her tea parties were still spoken of with joy as late as the Forties.

In later years Henry had to undergo an operation at Guys Hospital for trouble with his leg, but Albertina thought it hardly polite to speak of that place without a prefix and the family always spoke of it as St. Guys.

Her friend Miss Henderson, was the vicar's daughter and godmother to Violet