Everton Independent Research Data

 

DAVIES PLACED ON FREE TRANSFER
June 2, 1930. The Liverpool Post and Mercury
Davies Kelly off Everton had their fees reduced by Everton, Kelly granted a free transfer.

EVERTON ANNUAL REPORT
June 3, 1930. The Liverpool Post and Mercury
The report of the Everton football club issued to-day, shows a loss of £12,560 on the years working compared with a profit of £9,406 11s 4d for the previous year. The income from gates receipts and proceeds of matches played away amounted to £51,456 12s 1d while players wages and transfer fees cost £35,574 compared with £12, 872 10s in the previous season. Incometotally £52,531 and expenditure £65,097.
The annual general meeting of the shareholders will be held on Friday June 13 TH at 7.30pm in the central hall Renshaw street. The directors recommend the payment of the dividend at the rate of 7 and half per cent. The retiring directors are Messrs, A Coffey, WC Cuff, and J Sharp, and they often themselves for re-election. Nominations have also been received on behalf of Messrs, Fred W Lake of 18 Kimberley-drive great Crosby, and Charles Wright of 73 Eton street Liverpool. The chief account are appended.
Income and expenditure for year ending 3 RD may 1930
May 1929 May 1930
1929 12.872 10s 0d to players wages and transfer fees £35579s od
£1,170 10s 6 players benefits £1,225 0s od
£0, 341 ss 9d medical fees players accident insurance's etc £0,589 5s 1d
£5,522 6s 6d gate division to visitors £5,496 3s 8d
£3,385 10s 8d travelling expanses £3,395 0s 11d
£0,382 10s 6d advertising billboards, printing and stationary £0,321,0s 0d
£1,437 18s 0d gate expenses checks etc £1,360 6s 10d
£0,930 19s 1d training expenses trainers wages £1,249 2s 10d
£2,720 14s 11d ground expenses and groundmans wages £2,264 6s 3d
£0, 146 5s 4d national heath and unemployment insurance's £0,135 1s 1d
£2,872 11s 3d rent, rates, taxes, lighting water, telephones insurance's etc £3,982 10s 4d
£6,920 10s 10d entertainment tax £7,059 10s 4d
£1,057 19s 9d office expenses secretary salary postage's etc £1,067 12s 3d
£0,295 18s 1d banks interest and commissions £ 0,290 11s 11d
£0,332 11s 10s clothing materials and stores £0,340 14s 1d
£1,218 3s 0d league percentage subscriptions contribution etc £0,640,1s 5d
£0,068 7s 11d law costs accounts charges £0,075 19s 9d
£1,406 6s 7d cost of jubilee and league champions celebrations including history souvenir -----
£43,103 18s 1d balance of profits
£09,406 11s 4d loss accounts £65,091 15s 1d
TOTAL
£52,510 9s 5d £65,091 15s 1d
INCOME
£44,802 11S 0D by gate receipts proceeds of matches away etc £45,450 3s 7d
£06,320 16s 10d £06,006 8s 5d
TOTAL
£52,123 7s 10d £51,456 12s 1d
£00,190 6s 1d percentage of internationals match £00,059 7s 0d
£00,830 3s 6d season tickets £00,612 2s 0d
£00,272 8s0d advertising contractors for programmes, boarding and refreshments £291 2s 0d
£00,001 15s 0d share transfer fees £00,001 5s 0d
£00,093 10s 0d rent from subtenant's £00,111 5s 0d
Total £52,531 13s 7d
Balance to profits and loss accounts £12560 1s 6d
TOTAL
£52,5095 £65,091 15s 1d
PROFITS AND LOSS ACCOUNTS
£116 17S 0D to dividend declared 28 may 1929 of 7 half per cent per annum less income tax
£116 17s 0d
£3,181 16s 5d to depreciation now written off stands etc 10% £2,863 13s 0d
To amount of expenditure in excess of income £12560 1s 6d
£56567 0s 3d to balance carried forward £42,050 6s 4d
TOTAL
£59865 13s 8d £57,596 16s 0d
£49,647 7s 7d by surplus at May 1919 as per certified accounts £56,560 0s 3d
£00,234 12s 11d by income from Gwladys street property £00,335 6s 5d
£00,448 17s 4d by income from Goodison avenue etc property £00,544 5s 8d
By interest from investments
£125,0s0d by war loans £125,0s0d
£003 4s 6d by consolidated loans £003,4s 6d
£09,406 11s 4d by amounted income excess of expenditure
TOTAL
£59,865 13s 8d £57,596 16s 10d

WHERE THE MONEY GOES- AND WENT!
Liverpool Echo - Tuesday 03 June 1930
EVERTON'S SURPRISE DEFICIT;
POINTED  FIGURES;
Bee’s Notes
Everton's balance sheet shows a figure on the deficit side that would kill most clubs. But Everton is a law unto itself.  The figures are the result of the high-finance that became necessary when the club was sinking. The club can never enter the field of transfers without having to pay through the nose. To Everton a fee becomes twice its normal size. It is the outcome of the club's reliability and security. Many clubs owe transfer fees; Everton pay instanter and the selling clubs know they can't' wait for the man and must pay extra money rather than lose the man they desire. 
Moreover, Goodison demands the best, the ready-made best, not the try-on type.  All these things are mentioned not to hide Everton's figures, but to state the plain fact regarding them. For instance, it is undeniable that the transfer fees caused the big deficit. People may say. "But surely they didn't lose on a season where the receipts went up?" it is the fact that the takings per gate were in front of the previous year when the team faded out in the last months of play, so that there was no real fear of relegation:  on the other hand, Everton were full of fear from October to the end of the chapter, hence the interest in the games played at Goodison continued to the bitter end.  The receipts were remarkably good, but the outgoings were more remarkable than the club has ever known in its previous chase for safety. I think a number of the published figures concerning transfer fees are wrong, and bearing that in mind one can readily see where the big money went in this balance-sheet.  It went in" having to pay” fancy prices for men the club felt they must sign at once.  The signing of Rigby began the cycle of purchases. McPherson and Williams, of Swansea, were the next move—a very expensive move, taking the best part of ten thousand pounds out of the exchequer; next came the signing of Johnson, of Manchester City, whose “figure" has never been published aright and would doubtless be a startling revelation if the truth were told. Coggins, Thompson, the half-back,  and others have all added their weight  to this tale of "Stop me and buy one,"  and the sequel is the huge loss on the  season—a loss the equal of which I can never remember. Yet Everton are played in a way that the deficit on the season is not a serious worry. They have traded well in the past; they have built up finances in a manner unequalled by any club save perhaps the Spurs and Chelsea.  The cynics and critics of the club will doubtless have something to say of thousands of pounds spent on players who did not get them freedom from the lower order. On the other hand, the directors will say, “We did our utmost; the players are responsible for our position.  
EVERTON SIGN HALF-BACK. 
Everton F.C. have signed on a right half-back from Bristol Rovers.  He is Samuel Britton, and although only twenty years of age he has figured in Bristol's team for the past season and a half. Britton stands 5ft. 10ins. and weighs 11st., and is one of the most promising players in the game. 

EVERTON F.C.’S LOSS
Liverpool Echo - Tuesday 03 June 1930
OVER £12,000 ON SEASON’S WORKING
The report of the Everton Football Club, issued today, shows a loss of £12,560 on the year’s working, compared with a profit of £9,406 11s 4d for the previous year.  The income from gate receipts and proceeds of matches played away amounted to £51,456 12s 1d, while players’ wages and transfer fees cost £35,574, compared with £12,872 10s in the previous season.  Income totaled £52,531, and expenditure £65,091.  The annual general meeting of shareholder will be held on Friday, June 13th, at 7-30, in the Central Hall, Renshaw-street.  The directors recommend the payment of a dividend at the rate of 7 ½ per cent.  The retiring directors are Messrs, A. Coffey, W.C. Cuff, and J. Sharp, and they offer themselves for re-election.  Nominations have also been received on behalf of Messrs, Fred. W. Lake, of 18, Kimberley-drive, Great Crosby, and Charles Wright, of 73, Eton-Street, Liverpool.  The chief accounts are appended;-

CLIFFORD BRITTON SIGN FROM BRISTOL ROVERS
June 4, 1930. The Liverpool Post and Mercury
Everton have secured the transfer of Clifford Britton, the young Bristol Rovers left back, who for the past two season has been a regular member of the first team. No more than twenty-years-old. Britton stands 5ft 10ins and weights 19 st 10lbs

CHEDGZOY BEST MAN ON FIELD
Liverpool Echo - Wednesday 04 June 1930
Bee’s Notes
“Deep Six,” of the Andania, writes from Montreat;- The Rangers crossed out on this ship.  I have never seen a finer bunch of men in my life.  Just a crowd of happy boys with not one fellow with the semblance of a temper amongst them.  If the Rangers can so study blend, temperament, and personality as well as football ability, why can’t Everton do the same? It gives one a headache to think of the number of players who since the war have played for Everton and passed on- Chedgzoy, Dickie Downs, Fazackerly, &c.  Perhaps it has been the unequal temperament of the players, and perhaps it has been the training regulations.  One famous player who came to Everton told me it was the easiest thing in the world to play for Everton-as soon as the ball came to him he was greeted with a roar of “Give it to Dixie”-and that’s all there was to it.  Liverpool seem to be building a team these days of real “good fellows, whether consciously or not I don’t know.  Certainly McPherson is the first really good young fellow with all the Rangers requirements that I have ever known Rangers to let go, and I think now that the Rangers wished they hadn’t.  Last night I paid a dollar-ten and sat in the pouring rain watching Kilmarnock beat Carsteel, and they were very lucky, too.  To my surprise Sam Chedgzoy turned out for Carsteel, and was the best winger on the field!  In conclusion I would like to say that I don’t know any of the present Everton players off the field, but I feel that if the team only contained two men with the happy complex and “will to promote team spirit” of Alan Morton and Sandy Archibald they would soon come back to their proper place-the First Division. 

EVERTON’S NEW DEFENDER
Liverpool Echo - Friday 06 June 1930
SOUTHPORT FULL-BACK JOINS UP
By Stork
Everton F.C, today signed Harry Lowe- a good football name this- from Southport.  He is a full back of great promise.  I saw him in one or two Cup-ties last season, and he made a good impression.  Prior to joining the Southport Club he was on the books of Skelmersdale United, and is ideally built for the business of a full-back, standing 5ft 9 ½.  And weighing 11st 7lb.  he is 23 years of age. 

THE LANES OF LIVERPOOL
Liverpool Echo - Friday 06 June 1930
A FASINATING SERIES
NO.22-MILE LANE, BEFORE IT BECAME GREAT HOWARD STREET
By Michael O’Mahony
Whoever strolled along Oldhall-street in the years tending to the close of the 18th century would soon find themselves out of town.  No houses appeared beyond the end of the narrow street, but running in a crooked line northward was a narrower track between the fields and sandhills, to end at a low shelving promontory, covered at high water, called the Mile House Rocks, and on which many a gallant ship had gone to pieces in days gone by.  Here stood a row of fishermen’s cottages, on the roofs of which nets were spread out to dry, and not far off stood an old Inn, with picturesque gables and mullioned windows, ‘ept by a Dutchman named Vandries, who gave it his name.  The “Vandries” had a wooden cabin overlooking the sea, where callers used to sit to smoke and enjoy the prospect.  At intervals along the edge of the shore rose four or five windmills well set to catch the western breeze.  Traces of these remained until recently, one at the end of Formby-street was converted –well transformed into a public-house called the “Rotunda.” It must have been a picturesque village by a beach and much more so before the encroaching tide destructively thrust itself in to lay low the oak trees of Wycherley Wood rising behind it.  A sterner foe than even the surge of Resistance Ocean has, with the years, marched in on what was a once favoured neighbourhood.  Mill sails, inn arbours, and bowling greens have gone the way of the vanished wood, the Mile House Rocks have been torn out of the earth to make way for the Clarence Dock, and this latter implies all the uprooting changes around it.  But I am anticipating.  To speak of Oldhall-street is to recall the Old Hall, with its moat, grange, and guadrangles, as well as the memory of the Moores, who were the overlords of the town for centuries, notably Sir Edward Moore, whose name must always rise to mind whenever one deals with the development of Liverpool.  The family fell under a cloud for their stand against the Stuarts, and found themselves all the Restoration strongly disliked, even by their fellow Puritans.  Sir Edward, son of John the Regicide when loaded with debt and disfavor, restored his status by his marriage to rich and very gentle Dorothy Fenwick; but though restored to favour at Court through the influence of her family, stanch Nottumbrian Royalists, he never succeeded in recapturing the goodwill of his neighbours.  He was twice a candidate for Parliament, twice a candidate for the civic chair, and was each time rejected for his overbearing and grasping temper.  In the “Moore Rental,” on account of his estates prepared by him or his son and heir (1667), a human document if ever there was one, he reveals that if he was hated he could hate back and do so even eloquently.  Ever the hero of his own story no terms seem bad enough for his fellow townsmen; “Have a care of them,” he warns his son, “the men of Liverpool are the most perfidious in all England worse than my pen can describe.  Show them no courtesy.  Civility will do you no good, but make them to condemn you for a kind fool.  Yet if you become major they will lie like spaniels round your feet.  In the name of God beware of them for a greater next of knaves and most lurkingest rogues were never together in a town of this bigness.”  Sir Edward cannot have been altogether a pleasant person to do business with, much less to live with on a wet dry, but if “Moores Rental” reveals a sour-hearted misanthrope it also disclosed the shrewd ability of a far-seeing man.  His advice to his son on the development of property anticipated many improvements, ignored at the time and afterwards carried out.  He it was who first suggested the deepening of the Pools and the widening and extensions of the streets, but, as Picton says, “Moore’s relation to these improvements were something like that of Moses to the Promised Land.  He directed the road which was to be followed up and carried out by future and alien hands after he and his had passed away.”  I often wonder what his feelings would be had he lived to see the stately old hall go down under sledge and crowbar.  I can only think that they would not be more disturbed than to witness the deepened Pool extended to a great dock estate, and without even reference to his name.  Mile-lane or a long time felt little of the progress of the town, and Mile-lane it might be called to this day if John Howard, the great philanthropist, had not visited Liverpool.  His first visit to the old Town Prison revealed such a terrible state of things that not only was there an immediate change effect3d, but before he left Howard saw the foundations of a new jail laid in the open country at Mile-lane, far removed from the town, received for his investigations the freedom of the borough, and was the hero of the hour.  The new prison arose in isolated grandeur in the green fields, and not far from the “Wishing Gate.”  It was formed of material enough to build a village and looking to strangers who sailed up the river like a magnificent castle above the flood.  Big as it was, the day came when it was not big enough, and it was superseded by a larger structure at Walton.  Its site to-day forms part of that of the goods station of the Lancashire and Yorkshire Railway, but before it was demolished in 1855 it saw mighty changes come upon a district where for years it had resigned alone.  Few ports in the world developed so rapidly as Liverpool, and with prosperity came many ugly features.  Fights and scenes of degrading violence were not uncommon not only in once reposeful Oldhall-street but even in the storied enclosure of St. Nicholas Churchyard.  Just opposite, where the imposing Cotton Exchange now stands, took place, one morning in the ‘fifties, an incident typical of the times.  A Moorish sailor, arguing with another on the side walk, coolly stabbed him, and, with terrible sang froid, as coolly reached for the apron of a woman passing by, and while she shook with terror wiped his knife in it.  if foreign sailors sailed to Liverpool, she went out valiant sons, who carried her name with credit into every port in the seven seas.  Some of these are said to have had a crude training.  To be called, some fifty years ago, a “Paddy West sailor,” was accepted throughout two hemispheres as a mark of inefficiently.  It is on record that a man of that name who had a boarding-house in Great Howard-street, trained many an able seaman by faked-up riggings and a ship’s wheel in his back-yard, and where the realism of heavy seas was secured by buckets of water being dashed at the neophyte as he learned to box the compass.  I don’t know the backyard, but have often heard the story.   St. Mathias’s Love-lane, the first church built in this district, was burned to the ground and succeeded by a hand-somer one of the same name in Great Howard-street, in 1846.  Close to St. Mathias’s stands St. Augustine’s served by clergy of the Order of St. Benedict.  Readers of Charles Kickham’s standard Irish novel “Knocknagow” may be interested to know that St. Augustine’s is the church near Liverpool docks into which Matt Donovan wandered when setting out of his search for Bessie Morris.  Mile-lane changed rapidly when the town rushed northward.  Previous to that a youth leaving home and returning after a few years would not have recognized his birthplace.  The rural glades where he had played, the quiet shore, where he had got a view of the distant town and watched the sun set far away in the ocean he would search for in vain.  Instead he would find mile on mile of dock walls and quays, and labyrinths of densely-crowded streets resounding to the never-ceasing echoes of toiling industry.  All these things and much more did the old prison witness before it was brought down.  It saw the old lane metamorphosed into Great Howard-street, perpetuating, let us hope, the name of a man who served his country, and who loved his kind.  Next Week, Molyneux-lane. 

H. HOWE SIGNED FROM SOUTHPORT
June 7, 1930. The Liverpool Post and Mercury
Everton have signed H Howe from Southport, he is a left back of great promise, prior to joining the Southport club, and he was on the books of Skelmersdale United. He stands 5ft 9 and half inches weights 11 st 7lbs and is twenty-three.

STUD MARKS
Liverpool Echo - Saturday 07 June 1930
By Louis T. Kelly

RE; SEARCHING THE NOTEBOOK;
Liverpool Echo - Tuesday 10 June 1930
EVERTON CRITICS WARMING UP THE ANNUAL GENERAL MEETING FOR FRIDAY
Bee’s Notes
It is a constant puzzle to me understand the mentality of those of your correspondent who will persist in regarding professionally played pastimes sentimentally, instead of regarding them as a spectacle in which they are interested, and pay to be entertained.  For an absolute orgy of sentimental much commend me to the effusion of Mr. R.E. Search on the subject of cricket (writes “Chiming Bells”).  There can be only one justification (with alterna-aspects) for a professional sportsman; (a) that plays his particular game with a degree of skill and artistic endeavor that will make it an attractive spectacle and entice potential spectators to part with the gate-money, or (b) that being still a learner he exhibits progressive improvement, indicating that with encouragement he will attain the highest class.  That is the standard demanded in professional actors, musicians, bookkeeper, sailors, soldiers, journalists, &c., &tc., and if the professional cricketer, or footballer, falls below that standard he has no right to batten on the sympathy of people who earn their money by doing efficiently the job they have undertaken.  When, therefore, we see a procession of professionals poking and nibbling at a quality of bowling which is subsequently shown in its true light by a mere amateur and also by one of their own number, we are justified in claiming that they are not endeavouring to make the game the spectacle it pretends to be, and for which both he and I paid good money, but simply playing “safety first” and ensuring their individual positions in the team.  In a recent article on the subject of broadcasting, my friend, Mr. Compton Mackenzie, makes the assertion that a studio performance of opera in Rome is usually ten times as good as a similar performance in this country, and gives the reason as follows; - “Because the Italian operate singer has been through the mill and has had to learn his job at the expense of being hissed off the stage by a gallery that knows the opera-as well as, and probably better than he does himself.”  This potent reasoning applies equally to professional cricketers and footballers as to professional opera singers, and the truth is that supporters of professional clubs will get the kind of cricket and football that they deserve (continues “Chiming Bells”).  But Mr. R.E. Search and his kind, by their indiscriminate approbation of that which is not as good as it might be, serve to encourage the belief that something less than the best will do if they can get away with it and get the money.  Does Mr. Search apply the same principle in dealing with his grocer or milkman?  Incidentally, this is an elaboration of what I had in mind when, previously, I used the term “hero worship.”  I was not referring to any particular football player, but to the sentimental attitude assumed by the majority of club supporters to football players generally.  Emphatically, I was not referring to your good self, and so far as one of your correspondents implies a reproach to you in the matter I wish to entirely dissociate myself from his conclusions.  I am only too well aware of the good work you have done in this area for a quarter of a century in fostering the spirit of fair sport, and, far from taking you to task, it is a perpetual marvel to me that the flame of your enthusiasm remains so bright and steadily the years, I have forgotten that particular correspondent’s nom-de-plume, but if he reads this he can “try it over on his mouth-organ.” 
OFFICERS 1, SELF 2.
“Disgruntled” is troubled about Everton F.C., management and also the writer of these notes.  Read on; - Everton has not had a really first-class team for many years –I don’t except even the season in which they won the championship.  What amazes one is the lack of knowledge of the capabilities of players engaged.  It has been sufficient either to know that a player has at one time had a reputation (which present employers were satisfied he had lost and wanted to dispose of him), or the directors have allowed themselves to be persuaded by someone that the player was a genius who only needed to be put into the team to prove himself a star, of course parting with the thousands of pounds of the club’s funds as part of the proceedings.  The number of men engaged who have never shown anything like even good second-rate form, has been appalling; one of the latest instance being the two players engaged from the same club, whose transfers are said to have cost something like 10,000 pounds.  One of these in particular has never given any indication that he will ever be first-class, and the directors have practically admitted their lack of knowledge by the fact that they have already played him in different positions to that for which he was engaged.  Is it any wonder that the club now finds itself in the second Division?  We are told that it is no disgrace to be placed in the Second Division once in about forty years.  In my opinion- and my views are shared by very many others (as the directors would find out if they sat amongst the members on match days) - disgrace is not a strong enough term to use.  The balance-sheet is about the last straw.  Now, Mr. Bee,” let me address a few words to yourself.  Whilst, in the first place, I place the responsibility on the directors, I must says that I consider that there is a good deal of blame attaching to yourself.  You have puffed up to the club and its play as a team, and the playing qualities of the men engaged, in a manner that has shown that you either knew very little about the game or wanted to stand in the good graces of those responsible, for you have always been ready to make excuses when the real medicine was the lash, and in this way have encouraged the management in squandering the club’s funds on useless players.  Your latest effusion re the balance-sheet, and reference to the way the Everton club is bled by the other clubs whenever they wanted a player, is bunkum.  If Everton are so different to all the other clubs in the League in that respect, doesn’t it prove that the management is pretty rotten to allow itself to be so treated? Probably you won’t publish this letter, but I have felt so very much disgusted with the course of events that I have felt that I must, as one of the great number of dissatisfied members, say something.  
TIRING AND TRYING
Answer,-The club must answer its critics, I rather tire of trying to do the right thing in these almost terrifying days.  From the start I have set out to be just to player and club, and, far from not having given the “lash,” it has been pointed out to me that I was too hard on the players.  So it is difficult to know exactly what is the right course.  I am never shy or afraid to publish criticism of my notes.  It lets the other part of the reading public into an idea of the things some partisans say of the critic.  I am happy to keep among my friends many excellent players who have said, out of my hearing, “In spite of the time when he has rightly said I played badly, he has been fair throughout.”  One player even went so far as to thank me be telegram! He said I had stood for him when the club’s officials had not.  So I must just balance these things, and realise that one cannot please everyone, and that now the great fall has arisen I must take my share of that fall!  It was I who helped Everton to the Second Division! I live and learn!, which reminds me; I was challenged months ago that I had no right to discuss the management of Everton- only their players. 

FOOTBALLER'S ROMANCE.
Hull Daily Mail-Wednesday 11 June 1930
SUNDAY SCHOOL SWEETHEARTS IN LINCOLNSHIRE VILLAGE.
A footballer's romance which started with Sunday schooldays in a little Lincolnshire Wesleyar Chapel ended with wedding nuptials the village Broughton, near Brigg, on Whit Monday, when Jack Kendall, the Sheffield United goalkeeper, formerly with Lincoln City and .Everton, was married to Miss Ivy Adlard. Both bride and bridegroom are natives of Broughton, Miss Adlard being the daughter of Mr and Mrs J. F. Adlard, grocer, of Mill-lane, Broughton, while the bridegroom is the only son George Kendall, of the same village. Kendall commenced his football career with Broughton Rangers North Lincolnshire junior football, and his old amateur club were well represented the wedding. The marriage was performed by the Rey J. C. Sidnell, superintendent Wesleyan minister, of Brigg, at the Broughton Wesleyan Chapel, where the bride a member of the. choir and a Sunday School teacher. The bride was becomingly gowned white georgette and lace, with Brussels net veil trimmed with orange blossom, and wearing a white hat. She was given away by her father, carried a large bouquet of roses and carnations.
CHORAL SERVICE.
She was attended by her sister. Miss Annie Adlard. and Miss Elsie, Johnson, cousin the bridegroom, as bridemaids, and they both wore dresses of green georgette, with black lace hats and shoes. Mr J. McKay, B.Sc., a schoolmaster, of Liverpool, and friend the bridegroom, was the best man. The service was fully choral, and the chapd was profusely decorated with flowers. After the wedding, reception was held in the Broughton War Memorial Institute, where some fifty guests warmly greeted the newly-married coupled Mr and Mrs Kendal received many useful presents, including one from "Jasper" Kerr, the Preston North End full-back, who was with Kendall in his Everton days, the bride received a tea service from the congregation the Wesleyan Chapel, and a salad bowl from the Sunday School. The honeymoon being spent at Skegiss.

TWO EVERTONIANS
Liverpool Echo - Wednesday 11 June 1930
Bee’s Notes
Two Evertonians (Still)."Superior-street,  Wandott, Detroit, Michigan, write  me :—Just a few lines to our home paper,  the " Liverpool Echo," hoping it will not  take up too much of your time and  space. We are pleased to state we heard the broadcasting of the Cup final at Wembley (and, oh, boy, how we enjoyed it!). The game was announced just great throughout, and we only wished we could have been present. Too bad it wasn't the “Derby “teams Everton and Liverpool who were participating in this great honour. So now, dear Bee," we will close to have a little chat on the great final which we have just heard over our radio. Also we are very pleased to say we heard his Majesty the King speaking, which I can assure you was a great pleasure. 
" Ringing Bells " writes:—  I shall be much obliged if you will  kindly have the short reply to "Gay  Red's " last letter inserted in your  notes. I have not tried to answer his  letter in detail, as he evidently is one  who is always too ready to go off at  the deep end, but in fairness to " Stud  Marks," to whom I am in a way  related, I think it best not to further the  discussion with one who is so biased. 
WANTS TO KNOW. 
"Curious" writes: — The balance-sheets of our local League teams are interesting, showing the large amount of money necessary to the rustling of a First League team. I would  be much obliged if you could explain the  following : " Everton's balance-theist  shows a large amount for players' wages  and transfer fees, and this explains the  big loss on the past season, but Liverpool's  balance-sheet does not show any  item for transfer fees. Seeing that they obtained Smith, Bradshaw, McPherson, and others, I would be much obliged if you would explain under what heading they come in the last season's balance-sheet?  There are varying ideas and ideals for football balance-sheets. No two agree on this matter of arrangement and description. I cannot answer your question, but possibly the Anfield sheet will enlighten you if you look at the premiums account. 

EVERTON F.C. TRANSFER
Liverpool Echo - Wednesday 11 June 1930
WELDON LEAVES FOR HULL CITY
By “Bee.”
Everton F.C news grew today when the club transferred Weldon to Hull City.  French and White have been granted free transfers.  It is not true, as has been stated, that Kelly, the half-back, has been given a free transfer.  His figure is 1,000 pound.  Weldon was a big asset to Everton at a convenient time.  He made his debut in the first match ever broadcast from Goodison Park, and the game, against Leeds United, drew a mammoth gate and Weldon scored a great goal to save Everton from relegation.  He went on to help in the championship year, and always a daddy dribbler. 

WELDON TO HULL CITY
June 12 th 1930. The Liverpool Post and Mercury
Weldon the Everton inside forward, has been transferred to Hull City. The Scot was secured three seasons ago, when Everton were in danger of the fate, which has over taken them this year, and he proved a most useful recruit. His shooting at the time being a valuable asset. But, he got few chances last season. At his best he is a forceful forward, who dribbling with resource and he went to prove of great worth to hull city. French a local centre-forward and J White, the formerly of Blackburn Rovers have been granted free transfers.

QUERYOSITIES
Liverpool Echo - Thursday 12 June 1930
Bee’ Notes
An old reader from Baghdad, Iraq, has sent me this note.  I give it because it shows again the world-round concern for the club.  Having only recently heard about Everton’s misfortune in suffering relegation to Division II., might I, through the medium of your good paper, tender my heartfelt wishes to “The Blues” to return to the higher sphere in the very near future?  With deep regret I learned of their fate, but nevertheless I cannot help but admire the spirit in which they put their shoulders to the wheel in the great fight against odds.  I have been an ardent supporter of Everton for many years, and now I look forward to the day when I can watch them again.  I must not forget to add I receive copies of the “Liverpool Echo” every week and have done for the past two years.  I can assure you their arrival is looked forward to more than a little. 

LANES OF LIVERPOOL
Liverpool Echo - Friday 13 June 1930
A FACINATING SERIES
NO.23 –MOLYNEUX LANE, THE HISTORY OF LORD STREET
By Michael O’Mahony
None of our leading thoroughfares are much more closely associated with the ups and downs of our local history than Lord-street.  Indeed, it chequered record has been woof and weft of the story of Liverpool ever since the present bustling highway was a path through the Castle orchard running down from the gates of the Castle fosse to the shores of the tidal Pool.  In 1628 Charles 1, sold to a company of London merchants the fee farm, rents, and lands of the borough of Liverpool.  There were again disposed of by the purchasers, and thus the “Castle Orchard” fell into the hands of the Molyneux family.  On the defeat of the Royalist cause the Puritan Parliament confiscated the rents and dues and granted them to the Corporation, but at the Restoration, Lord Molyneux reentered into possession of the property again.  The Corporation did not like this, as Picton has it; “The domination of a feudal seigneur and his consequent control over the town was felt to be an intolerable grievance, especially when the commerce of the port was giving signs of bursting the narrow limits within which it had been confined, and an opportunity was anxiously sought for to shake off the fetters.” An occasion was not long in presenting itself.  Lord Molyneux as the owner of the orchard through which ran the path to the water’s edge, designed a street upon the site, and to this there was no objection, but when he prepared to throw a bridge across the stream to the common lands beyond, called the Great Health, wigs appeared on the green, the Council resolving that they alone held “rightful seignory under his sacred Majesty,” and should an attempt be made to build any part of a bridge it shall be forthwith obstructed, pulled down, and laid waste.” This precise threat was carried out, Lord Molyneux starting on his central arch began to build, and the Council as promptly pulled down.  Then, with a determination worthy of Amy Johnson, the parties flew to Law.  Writs and rumours of writs eventuated, litigation followed, and when a lot of money had been spent, both parties reached a ground of solid agreement.  Lord Molyneux obtained the privilege of the bridge on which he had set his heart on a nominal of two pence per year, the Corporation to take over the property, with its due and customs on a lease of 1,000 years at an annual rent of 30 pounds.  Both parties being satisfied, “they did repayre to the house of Mistress Margery Formby, in the Watergate-street, at where the agreement was signed.”  To commemorate the treaty (according to Baines and Stonehouse) “Margery Formby presented the Corporation with a silver tobacco-box, which has since been turned into a gigantic snuff-box, which is still handed round at the Mayor’s banquets.”  Picton contradicts this statement, pointing out that the historic gift bears no mention of Mistress Margery, but anyhow, it was a famous treaty, though to none of the reconciled as they shook hands across the table in the old inn parlour” at the Watergate” was vouch-safed the vision of a splendid future.  Looking back dispassionately along the perspective afforded by the passing of 258 years, one can scarcely blame Lord Molyneux for wanting a continuing bridge to a public highway, especially when we remember that it not only led to his watermill in Toxteth, turned by the drainage of the Moss Lake, but to the old Fall Well at the top of Roe-street, the only public source of a plentiful supply of good water for the people.  Whatever he did was open and above board, unlike his sinister contemporary, who was just then instructing his son and heir.  “Know who they are of any fashion that doth not grind at your mill, and if they be not obliged by some special obligation, to them that owns the mill where they do grind, such as kindred or the like, I charge you never to trust them, neither do them a courtesy if it lie in your power, and when all the town notices you take notice of your customers and remembers them in your civilities or disrespects either by fair means or foul, they will oblige most to you.”  That as between methods, fair or foul, Moore preferred the latter is seen from a later entry in the “Rental,” where he says, alluding to Lord Molyneux’s water mill, “Divert the drainage so as to deprive this water mill of its water and thus carry the custom to your own mill, then you will soon be able to build another one.”  It is gratifying to put on record that as in many another case Sir Edward Moore’s selfish craft outwitted itself, and as far as the water of Toxteth mill went neither he nor his heirs got away with it.  The bridge uniting Molyneux-lane and the mediaeval town to the Great Heath was a good thing for the building trade.  Previous to the forging of this link one solitary house rose on the east side of the stream at what is now “Bunney’s Corner.”  In 1701 Sir Thomas Johnson, writing to his confident, Richard Norris, says, “Good sir, forward the raising money for the new church in time, it’s a shame, and pray attend often the service of the Corporation, whose concerns does for the want of a little care bleed.”  Due, perhaps, to the wild-looking grammar in this earnest S.O.S., matters moved forward, and the new church (St. Peter’s) soon rose in isolated ugliness across the water.  In 1725 was issued the first “mapp of all the streets, lanes, and alleys within the town of Liverpool,” and in this much progress can be traced.  The sandy bars called the Common Shore had become Paradise-street; Frog-lane, so called from the colonies of croakers in the marshy streams, had been covered over and called Whitechapel, while Lord Molyneux-lane appears as Lord-street.  The first houses were cottages occupied by the retainers of the great family who lived at the Castle, but these soon gave way to loftier roof-trees.  The Molyneux’s built a mansion bearing a shield with the Cross Moline on the site of the present Commerce Court.  During the greater part of the 18th century many notable families lived in Lord-street.  The Roscoe lived there in 1781, but about this time most of the houses were being converted into shops or inns, the most noted of these being Bate’s Hotel, which had stabling for 100 horses, and stood on the corner colloquially known to-day as “Hope Brothers.”  In Lord-Street also lived an Irish merchant named Felix Doran, who has left us a memorial in Doran’s-lane.  The street at this time were so narrow that two vehicles could not pass between the bulging bow windows, and although sedan chairs partly solved a difficulty confusion so prevailed that a poet of the period sang;-
 “Thy beauties Lord-street next attract there eye. 
(The Corporation should have made it wider). 
Along its well-trod pavements you may spy. 
Cart, carriage, gig, pedestrian and rider.” 
The widening when it did come in 1826 cost 170,000 pounds, and, remembering the transaction of the bridge and the profitable deal with Lord Molyneux, it is interesting to state that this sum came out of the corporate purse and without the imposition of a tax.  Poetic justice!  Founded by that cultured and versatile man Egerton Smith, than whom a truer friend of humanity never lived in the land, the “Liverpool Mercury” was in its early days published from 54, Lord-street, while at a later date on the opposite side, appeared the extensive offices of the “Daily Post and Liverpool Journal.”  Many are the changes seen by the “castle Orchard” since the fruit ripened on its boughs, or even since its borders were ringed round with batteries to repel Prince Rupert.  It has seen the Castle, fosse, rampant, and bastion go down in destruction, to be replaced in time by a church, whose tower and spire were set above it as a crown of dignity, and has seen that, too, disappear to give place to a work of art which can promptly claim ugly-sisterhood with our modern literature and music.  Once since the dawn of its development Lord-street has gazed down on its origin as one of the leading business streets in Europe.  In the excavations of 1851 the vault of the bridge was laid bare, revealing an arch of hewn stone well put together, with a roadway of 15 feet in width.  Under that arch has for centuries ebbed and flowed the waters of the Pools.  Above it today ceaselessly rolls a human flood destined to increase for many centuries to come. 

EVERTON FOOTBALL CLUB DIRECTORATE SPECULATIONS
Liverpool Echo - Friday 13 June 1930
Bee’s Notes
To-night is the night.  That is the slogan at theatrical shows, but it concerns the big gathering of the Everton club, to-night, at Renshaw-street Hall.  What will be the harvest be?  There will be talk, some wise, some without warrant and justification no doubt, and much that is irrelevant.  And the outcome?  I forecast that the directors will be reelected.  It was always so, when there was a stand-to by the directors, it may be wrong; it may be foolish, but where is the remedy, if one is needed?  The last moment information is this; The directors will be re-elected; the malcontents say “We are going to fight on, and Friday may be an unlucky day for the directors.”  We shall see.  I do trust that the meeting will show a sense of proportion and a fitness of things concerning the real needs of the occasion.  I speak as a shareholder, who has suffered hours of waste energy and talk at these meetings.  Let the meeting get to business, stick to the business side, and if they want to stick someone or a number of people let them get their facts secure and then deal out the blow and finish with it.  I have been asked what qualifications Mr. Fred Lake has for a seat on the board.  One shareholder asks “What has be done?” 
Here is the record of the man;-
He was an amateur player with the following clubs from 1902 to 1913;- Orrell, Liverpool Leek, New Brighton Tower Amateurs, Northern Nomads, Balmoral and Marine.  He joined Marine in 1911 and after two seasons as a player took over the assistant secretaryship; appointed secretary 1914; in conjunction with Mr. Ben Holland, the well-known Hightown cricketer, started the club in 1919; since that date the Marine Club has been the outstanding amateur side in Lancashire, having won the Lancashire Amateur Cup twice, Liverpool Amateur Cup six times, Zingari League (Div 1) four times, Zingari Charity Cup four times, County Combination once, and numerous other honours; was hon. Team manager for a number of seasons and has also been chairman and president.  In 1928, when Mr. Lake gave up as an official owing to pressure of business he was made a life member.  Played for Derby County. 

AN EVERTON TRANSFER
Liverpool Echo - Friday 13 June 1930
FRENCH, CENTRE-FORWARD GOES TO CREWE ALEX.
Crewe Alexandra have signed on A. French, centre-forward, who has been with Everton for the past four seasons, two as professional.  French stands 5ft 8ins., and weighs 11st 6lbs.  He is a native of St. Helens. 

OLD EVERTONIAN DEAD
Liverpool Echo-Saturday 14 June 1930
One of the old brigade of the Everton football team, Wattie Campbell, died this week.  He was associated with the club in the 90’s and played with Holt, Geary, Latta, &c. 

GENERAL MEETING
June 14, 1930. The Liverpool Post and Mercury
A vote of no confident in the Everton directorate was defeated at the annual meeting of the club, which was held in the central hall, Renshaw street last night. 61 voting in favour and 82 against. Mr. WC Cuff in presenting the report and accounts for the season's working said, the directors regretted that the income and expenditure account shown a loss of £12560, that loss was attributable to the abnormal amount paid for the transfer and league registration of the players, during the season they would observe that the loss, had been transferred to the profit and loss account, and after making the usual reserve for depreciation the balance standing to be credit of that account was consequently reduced from £56,570 to £42,066.
The directors were of opinion that this balance justified the recommendations of the usual dividend of seven and half per cent on the called up capital. In calling attention to the amount standing to the wages and transfer fees account, Mr. Cuff said the directors had always adopted the policy of paying for the transfer fees of players out of the revenue. That was not the policy of every club but the Everton preferred to pay as they went along,'' we regard the fees paid for the transfer of players as being exceedingly precarious, in capable of anything like an, accurate estimation of their valve and consequently we do not include those on the asset side of our balance sheets,''
The policy they adopted made for Sunday finance and give the true financial position of the company gate receipts had increased,'' we have to confess continued Mr. cuff' that this has been the must disastrous season in the history of the club (cries of ‘'shame'') it is exceedingly unfortunate that after forty-one years in the first division we should have to accept the position of relegation into the second division. That was a fate, which had to happen to two clubs every year, and it was by no mean singular for Everton to occupy that position when it was realized that many of the clubs who, with Everton comprised the league in 1888, had been in the second division at some time in their career. The main cause of their unfortunate season had been the inexplicable loss of form, on the part of several of their players. That club, had been distinctive unfortunate in a number of their matches and he could quite understand the players having got into a very despondent state of minds. The fates were certain against them but by a wonderful effort during the closing weeks of the season, they had managed to pull themselves together to a remarkable extent and had succeeded in obtaining none out of the last possible ten points.
The club had also suffered considerably through injuries to their players which had necessitated seven operations, he hope this would take their relation as sportmens, but with the determination to make their stay in the second division a short one. No ten shareholders could have done than the directors had done in their efforts to avoid relegation and they were determined that no stone would be left interned to wipe out the strain that was on the Everton escutcheon. Mr. WJ Sawyer seconded, the adoption of the directors report which was carried there being one dissentient, Mr. Minto, one of the shareholders said, he through the club was the most mismanaged club in the league. If the Everton directors had the interest of the club at heart he proposed that they should resign. Pointing to the fact that eight years ago he, had expressed a similar sentiment. Mr. Davies another shareholder, said that during the last ten seasons the club had paid in wages and transfer fees a net amount of £197,000. Ten thousand pounds a year ought to be a fair wages list for a club like Everton. The club had never really had a sound team since the war; it had cost them £100,000 to get into the second division. Perhaps directors would say how much it would cost them to get them out. Mr. Russell another shareholder is pointing to the fact that two names had been put forward for the seats vacated on the directorate by three retiring members, said it was no, use going on with the election and leaving the directorate as it stood. If a change was made at all, it should be a complete change. Your predecessors resigned'' he said, and we elected you in their place to carry on the fortunes of the club, but now we find that you have been too long in office and it is advisable to make a change after the rest of the voting had been announced, Mr. cuff dealt of length with the FA's ruling that the surplus profits of a club upon being wound up should be distributed among the other clubs or among charities and benevolent institutions. So far as the Everton was concerned, their articles of association did not contain that clause, and he trusted that some amicable agreement would be arrived at between the FA and the club whereby the major porting of its surplus money would he retained by the shareholders. The result of the polling for the vacancies on the directorate resulted as follows: - Mr. WC Cuff 384, Mr. A Coffey 371, Mr. J Sharp 367, Mr. FW Lake 191, and Mr. Charles Wright 166, the three retiring directors were therefore re-elected.
The following is a list of the players signed for next season: - goalkeepers Coggins, Sager, full backs Cresswell, O'Donnell J, Williams, Common, Howe (Southport) Parker (Adlington, half backs, Hart, Griffiths, McPherson, McClure, Bryan, Robson, Towers, Britton (Bristol Rovers) and Thomson, forwards, Critchley, Wilkinson, Rigby, Dean, McCambridge, Johnson, Webster, T White, Chedgzoy, Stein, Martin, and Cunliffe (Darlington).
Amateur's placed on the books are: - JR Britt (goalkeeper), J Taylor (full back), AG Liggans, A Manson, R Walton, J Fryer, TH Parker and J Mercer (forwards)

EVERTON ANNUAL
Liverpool Echo - Saturday 14 June 1930
NO CHANGES IN BOARD OF DIRECTORS
By Bee
Everton F.C. annual meeting passed off last night with a vote of confidence by 82 to 61 in the retiring directors, who were re-elected.  Mr. W.C. Cuff, the chairman, thanked the shareholders for their confidence, and Mr. Lake and Mr. Wright, who sought places on the board, thanked those who had supported them.  Mr. Lake added; - “Although defeated, I shall come up again, gentlemen.”  There were some noisy interruptions, but the meeting did not fulfil the promise of the letter writers and the complainants who suggested this was to be a real old-fashioned meeting with a bombardment of questions.  The proxy vote made it possible for the re-election of the officers without going to the ballot.  There were searching inquiries about the spending proclivities of the directors and the opening speaker from the floor undoubtedly set the ball rolling with a rousing and reasoned speech.  Mr. A. Denaro wound up the evening with a very emphatic call for sportsmanship, and in a telling piece of oratory won a good deal of sympathy for the directors, who claimed that this had been an abnormal year in the matter of injuries and in every other way.  They hoped to return to the First Division as did Liverpool-in one season.  The real surprise of the meeting was Mr. Cuff’s statement that he had been in correspondence with the F.A in regard to the company’s article of association.  This matter is sub-judice, but it is not out of place to suggest that there may be a pleasant surprise for shareholders in a few weeks. 

STUD MARKS
Liverpool Echo - Saturday 14 June 1930
By Louis T. Kelly

EX-EVERTON CHAIRMAN’S DEATH
Liverpool Echo –Monday 16 June 1930
ALL QUIET ON THE EVERTON FRONT
FORMER CHAIRMAN DR. WHITFORD DIES THIS WEEK-END
Bee’s Notes
How remarkable is life! I had just been typing way about Everton F.C., and their meeting, and the ‘phone went.  A friend told me that their former chairman, Dr. Whitford had passed to his rest at an age of eight-four or eighty-five.  Dr. Whitford was chairman of the club in some of its stormy years; his Irishman’s made the annual general meeting laugh.  We met once at Central Hall- as on Friday last- and the doctor stopped the meeting while he asked the Stewart to “Close that door and let the people in.”  A jovial soul, a collector of china, a voice of a lion; yet he was a very gentle man and warm-hearted friend; in later years he joined the Warren Club and there reveled in his cards.  The club had not seem him for two years owing to infirmity, and I believe he leaves two sons and one daughter, one of the number arriving at the landing-stage just too late to see the end of this well-known doctor-sportsman and J.P. 
GIVING SHARES AWAY. 
Central Hall was the meeting place of the Everton contents and malcontents.  They may not have made the welkin ring, but they certainly sent the clouds of smoke rising up to the balcony, which was fuller than ever. These Everton A.G.M’s are all the same; the smoke is there; there is a sign of flame, but never a fire. People went there vowing murder to the Everton officials.  It was all planned and placed; a vote of no confidence, a scream about money paid for duds, and then the final gibe.  These men brought you to the Second Division. You, gentlemen are to blame; not the players."  So like the twenty-seven A.G.M.'s I have seen—always excepting the Cup-winning and champions hip year. A man by me said: "Ah, well, we won the championship, and the dinner cost £1,400. You can't have it all your own way. And that was a dinner, mind ye,” Odd thoughts, but then Everton’s meetings are odd. All the preparation and peroration go by the board when the chairman announces the number of proxies they have in their possession, thus ensuring the election of the retiring directors! The shareholders fume about management, about proxies, and what not; it all boils down to the same thing:  "I declare the election of the retiring directors." 
PLAYERS ESCAPE THE BIRD. 
No one thought fit to attach any blame to the players, said Mr. Cuff, and probably Mr. Albert Denaro turned the meeting when, after a long silence from him, he called for fair play, and suggested that, as sportsmen, the Everton shareholders should take their gruel and not squeal. It was a pointed and undeniably frontal attack; it served its purpose; it hurt the dignity of the malcontents to be termed “unsporting."  He called for a vote of confidence, and through the gloom of the evening (the room was choking with tobacco smoke) the return was “82 for and 61 against."  A hand or two may have been missed, but what is one among so many? Mr.  H. D. Jones had made a wise and reasoned and reasonable speech in the cause of “No confidence," but it carried no effect. Mr. Fred Lake and Mr. C.  Wright thanked those who had voted for them, and Mr. Lake added, “I shall be there next year," Who knows?  The first "anti” speech came from Mr. Griffiths, who levelled his guns at the board and got a bull's-eye when he reminded them that he foreshadowed this” tall thereof years ago. He complained of the management, of its selections, of its inability to control or create the right spirit; the need of a manager was rife. From what I gathered at this meeting, I should say that Everton will not now appoint a manager. They are to sign two new players shortly—young folk, and one an inside forward. Meantime the shareholders were told by Mr. Cuff that the club were in touch with the F.A, regarding the state of their Companies Act.  They are unlike any other football club, having been formed in the dark ages.  Now the F.A want them to come into line with the other clubs. Everton say, “Not the moment, please.  First raise our standard.  We are entitled to a bonus share.”  No more can be said at this moment.  I heard a word or two out of place;- “Liar!” “Sack the lot!”  “We’ll never do any good while you’re there.”  Tales of 100,000, pounds &c.  One shareholder said,  “It has cost us 100,000 pound to get into the Second Division; now I’ll give Mr. Bee a heading;  “How many hundred thousands will it cost us to get out of the Second Division?”  And so to bed.  One more A.G.M; noisy, contentious, complaining, foolish in part; with Cup records from Mr.Lake who suggests that the Cup failures show what we may expect in the League from the Everton club- and when the meeting is over we laugh broadly at the waste of time we spent per annum on this persistent threat of war which never reaches its raging and boiling point.  Once again, “All’s quiet on the Everton front.”
John H. Briggs, who a few years ago was to be seen in Everton “A” team and later with Southport F.C is now back from the Argentine.  Mr. Briggs helped the Chelsea team as interpreter in their recent tour in the Argentine, and is now living in England permanently.  How he came into my office was to bring a No.1 copy of the now defunct “Liverpool Courier,” dated January 6, 1808, following up the recent correspondence in this column. 

WALTER HOLBEIN KILLED BY LIGHTING
JUNE 18, 1930 Lancashire Evening Post
A bookmaker in Tattersall's ring named Walter Holbein, who came from Southport and was an ex-North End footballer was struck by lightning during the storm and killed. He had usual large umbrella used by bookmakers to protect him from the rain, and this the lightning stuck. The body was conveyed to the Ascot mortuary. The deceased, Walter Holbein, was in business as a commission agent at Southport and he resided in Ribble-avenue, Crossens. He was about 45 years of age, and was a married man with a family. And had resided in Southport for several years.
North Ender of Pre-war Days
Holdem was an old North End footballer of pre-war days. He came to Deepdale in January 1913 from paisley St. Mirren, for a transfer fee of £275, and formerly was a full back with Sheffield Wednesday and Everton. He played at left-back practically throughout the season, in the team which won North End promotion in 1914-15. He was no longer with the club when football was resumed after the war. Decreased was a prominent member of the Southport Conservative Club.

ASCOT POSTPONED
JUNE 19, 1930. Yorkshire Post and Leeds Intelligencer
Tragedy marked the second's day's meeting at Ascot yesterday, and the stewards had to postpone the races after the Royal Hunt Cup, the second race of the afternoon, had been run. Mr. Walter Holbein, a booker maker, of Southport was killed by lightning during the terrific thunderstorm which swept over the course. Early in the afternoon heavy rain had fallen, and the preliminary parade of the Royal Hunt Cup horses had been dispensed with by order of the Stewards. Fortunately it was found possible to decide the Royal Hunt Cup, but immediately after the horses had returned to the paddock the storm increased in intensity, and the torrential downpour of rain was accompanied by vivid lightning and resounding claps of thunder. It was not long before the enclosures were flooded, and many parts of the course were under water.
Mr. Walter Holbein, a well-known book-maker from Southport was sheltering beneath an umbrella when the lightning caught the steel ribs, ripped the umbrella to pieces and Mr. Holbein fell unconscious to the ground. A policeman hurried to his aid and he was removed to the hospital a short distance away, but died without regaining consciousness. After Mr. Holbein was struck he had a red scar on his throat, and small red markings were found on the upper part of his chest. A friend of the dead man who was standing beside him said that when it rained Mr. Holbein usually took shelter in the stand, but yesterday he thought it would be a passing shower, and borrowed an umbrella. He was holding it up when the lighting ripped it to pieces and seemed to pass right through Mr. Holbein's body. His clerk was also struck, but only suffered slight shock. Mr. F.B. Rhodes of Leeds was also struck by lightning and had his leg slightly injured. His friends rendered him assistance and he was able to leave the course without having medical attention. It was also reported that a woman was struck by lightning but was able to go home after receiving first aid from an ambulance man. Nothing like the storm has been known at ascot for the last fifty years. There had been threatening clouds during the morning, and heavy rain fell shortly before one o'clock. The rumble of thunder came from afar, but the storm seemed to pass over, and the throng settled down for the afternoon's racing. The runners in the Royal Hunt Cup were half-way down the course when there was a loud peal of thunder, followed by a vivid flash of lightning. In a few moments the crowd were cheering the victor; then came the deluge. The thunder roared and lightning played around the stands almost continuously. The rain was tropical in its intensity. It fell in sheets, and poured like avalanches from the water spouts.
Wild Scramble
There was a wild scramble for shelter. Women and men found that even the few seconds necessary to get under cover were sufficient to drench them to the skin. The women looked pathetic in their bedraggled growns, which only a few minutes before had been the glory of Ascot. The thousands on the popular side found it almost impossible to obtain shelter. Many others stood huddled beneath their umbrellas, while the ground beneath their feet rapidly became a quagmire. There was a grave danger of the motor buses and charabancs becoming bogged in the mud. Panic parties on the heath were taken by surprise and almost washed away. In the paddock a lake of 50 yards in diameter and at least a foot deep formed under the trees at the right of the parading ring, and the water almost submerged chairs which were left about. Water swept like a river over the lawns behind the grand stands almost carrying people off their feet. Women waded ankle deep through the floods, which eventually settled in the refreshment rooms beneath the trees. Here it rose to nearly two feet deep. Customers sat on the refreshment counters, and the waitresses carried on standing on high boxes. Hundreds of costly gowns were ruined. Last night men could be seen returning home wearing only their trousers and shirts. They had their coats and vests which were wet through, bundled up under their arms. The storm continued with unabated fury for nearly an hour. The three o'clock race was postponed and later it was announced that racing had been abandoned for the day. Three races are to be incorporated in today's programme and the other two tomorrow's card.
Dean Bookmaker
Played Football with Sheffield Wednesday
Mr. Walter Holbein, who was killed by the lightning at ascot yesterday, lived in Ribble Avenue, Crossens, a suburb of Southport. He was a great sportsman, and for over ten years before the war was one of the best left full-backs in the country. The greater part of his football career was spent with Sheffield Wednesday, who transferred him to Everton, for whom he played two seasons before joining Preston North End. He played with them until the outbreak of the war and during the War assisted the Southport club. He played for England in an Inter-League match. He was also an excellent sprinter and won many handicaps. After the war he went into the bookmaking business and was a well-known figure on the principal racecourses. He was a prominent member of Tattersall's and was also well known in coursing circles. He leaves a widow and four children.

DUNN RE-SIGNED. 
Liverpool Echo - Thursday 19 June 1930
TO PLAY FOR EVERTON F.C. NEXT SEASON. 
Jimmy Dunn, inside-forward, has been re-signed by Everton F.C.  He was put on transfer at £2,000, the figure was reduced, and Heart of Midlothian were asked £1,250, but rigidly refused.  Rumours and negotiations have ended in Dunn being engaged for another season with the Goodison club. He came here in April, 1928.
WALTER HOLBEM;
The death through lightning of Walter Holbem, the Everton, Sheffield Wednesday, Preston, and Southampton player, came as a shock to those who remembered a buoyant, breezy young man, stout of chest and a trifle tousy in a tackle.  Holblem played for Everton for two or three seasons, and afterwards I met him in Scotland, where he joined the Patrick club.  Our next meeting was in central Station, Glasgow, when he going to Ayr Races and I was going to Hampden Park.  Money did not spoil Walter.  In fact, as the years rolled on, he become mellowed. 

ASCOT LIGHTNING FATALITY
June 20, 1930 Dundee Courier
King and Queen Subscribe to Widow's Fund
The King and Queen have headed the collection organised by the bookmakers on behalf of the widow and children of Walter Holbein, the bookmaker who was killed by lighting at ascot on Wednesday, with a joint subscription of £25.

GIFT OF KING AND QUEEN
June 20, 1930 Western Morning News
The King and Queen have headed the collection organised by bookmakers on behalf of the widow and children of Walter Holbein, the bookmaker who was killed by lighting at Ascot on Wednesday, with a joint subscription of £25. The first collection was made in Tattersall's Ring yesterday, and will be continued in the cheaper ring today.

BOOKMAKER TRAGEDY UNNOTICED
June 20, 1930 Western Daily Press
King and Queen Give £25 to Fund for Widow
The inquest was held at Ascot last night on Walter Holbein, of Ribble Avenue, Southport, a bookmaker, who was killed by lightning on Wednesday when standing in Tattersall's Ring. It was stated that there were no witnesses of the actual occurrence. Dr. W.H. Brown, of St. Mary's Hospital, London, who was on duty at the first aid room, behind the grand stand, said that Holbein was gasping for beanth when brought in and died almost immediately. His condition was consistent with his having been struck by lightning. The only mark on his body was an abrasion of the skin on the Adam's apple. There were no signs of burning on the clothes. Samuel McClarence, who was employed by Holbein said that he ran for shelter from the rain, leaving Holdein standing under the umbrella. Two minutes afterwards he saw him being carried away.
Accidental Death
A verdict of accidental death, was returned. The King and Queen have headed the collection organised by the bookmakers on behalf of the widow and children of Holbein with a joint subscription of £25. Tithe first collection was made in Tattersall's Ring yesterday and will be continued in the cheaper ring today.

DUNNE RESIGNED FOR EVERTON
June 20, 1930. The Liverpool Post and Mercury
I think followers of Everton will be pleased to learn that Dunn, the Scottish International inside-right, has been re-signed by the Goodison club. Everton had place a fee of £2,000 for his transfer, but this figure was reduced to £1,250, when the Hearts of Midlothian club made inquires concerning him. In my opinion, it was a very low fee; Dunn is one of the cleverest forwards in the game, but got few chances last season. Following a foot operation, Everton have now thirty professionals on the books.

THE LANES OF LIVERPOOL
Liverpool Echo - Friday 20 June 1930
A FASCINATING SERIES
NO.24 –SILKHOUSE LANE- TH DECAY OF ROMANTIC” LITTLE BRITAIN.”
By Michael O’Mahony
I wonder how many of the thousands who from day to day pass through this handy little entry in the shadow of Exchange Station do so without a thought to its quaint title.  That this name originated with the first silk-weaving loom in Liverpool is an easy assumption enough, but incorrect all the same.  That goes back to about the time the Crosse family left Liverpool, and the ancient Crosse Hall in Dale-street taken down; on a portion of the site of the old mansion was erected the first silk factory in the town, the main street adjoining being appropriately called Spitalfields.  The silk house in the wynd from Tythebarne-street to George-street is not shown on any map previous to 1765.  It was then carried on by Thomas Hopkins and Co., silk throusters, but the place is much older than the firm or the industry.  It was at first an antique-looking close surrounded by quaint building with diamond-paned windows, quaint doorways approached some of them by quaunt wooden stairways.  I am not sure that the court entered then into George-street; as it does today, and if it had a name of its own before the coming of the “silk throusters” is more than I can trace. 
“LITTLE BRITIAN’S DECAY
Uprooting change upon change has disturbed the little close since those far off times, the old world cottages, and the silk mill has been replaced by stately offices, but nothing has happened there more devastating than the change which in comparatively recent years has fallen on its surrounding neighbourhood.  “Little Britain” it used to be called, not only St. Paul’s –square, but George-street.  Earle-street, Ormond-street, Edmund-street, Prussia-street, Virginia-street, and the rest of the square pack of cosy, comfortable homes set in between Old-hall-street and Exchange Station.  It was a little world in itself- inhabited by pilots, mates, captains of traders and other amphibious races –a blue-cloth-clad male population whose wives and daughters wore at their morning work the crossbar Welsh flannel apron, and the vibrant ring of the Welsh accent was not unknown.  The houses were small and the streets narrow, but an air of comfort, cleanliness, and sturdy independence pervaded the district.  Harpers gladly turned to it when they entered the town, and when on a summer evening the inhabitants gathered at their trimly-kept windows and doorways to enjoy the music it was an interesting place to stroll through.  That is a long time ago, but in addition to my own memories of it I hold many mental pictures of it from the descriptions given me by that racy Liverpolitan, the late Mr. Joseph Bennett, for whom existence there in a distant youth marked by the solemn peace of quiet Sundays, was the happiest span of a long life. 
TO PROUD TO TELL
Many incidents did he recall of the district from time to time.  One which gave him much pleasure was that of the boy who, having fallen into the canal, shouted out “Help! Help! I can’t swim! I can’t swim!” and of the American who, strolling by, replied “Neither can I., but I keep it to myself.”  The streets of “Little Britian” are still narrow and much more crowded, as you will know if you wedge your way through them in the hours of the working day, but the bright and sonsy homes that lined the chalk-decorated steps and parapets are thinned out or have gone altogether.  They have long ago been levelled to make way for the splendid offices whose cliff-like walls give welcome gloom in burning weather.
AN OLD-TIME FEATURE.
One old-time feature remains, the weints, wynds, and narrow passages which knits the neighbourhood together and by which you can pass through the very hearts of several streets without going to the end of any of them.  Through the flagged passages of this honeycomb all day long is heard the swish of hurrying feet, but with evening comes the ebbing of the human tide, and on the network of twisted ways falls a quietness as that of dusk in a moorland village.  Many of the gated passages are, or used to be locked on Saturdays for the week-end, but not all of them, as I remember to my inconvenience on one occasion.  Turning up Ormond-street from Oldhall-street one foggy Sunday evening many years ago, and taking a curve to the left, I found myself in a narrow and winding passage which closed in around me like a canyon, and from which it was impossible for me for at least some minutes to find my way out.  Not a sign of life was visible, no foot-steps but my own broke the silence in the spreading dessert of closed offices, and as the fog thickened in the labrynth I began to feel-well, awkward. 
  When;-
       “Te lucis ante terminum.” 
Then came the Compline hymn in a muffled burst of Gregorian chant through the walls on my right.  I was under the high apse of old St. Mary’s, and led by the music, I pierced my way out into Edmund-street. 
“THE PIG AND WHISTLE.”
In George-street, once upon a time, according to Picton, stood the celebrated “Pig and Whistle” chop-house, kept by one Abraham Wood.  “For a juicy beefsteak grilled to a turn and a glass of good old port to accompany (Picton was an epicure) no house could be compared to Abraham’s, and it was much frequented by substantial men on ‘Change and ‘nobby’ cotton lords from Manchester.”  Abraham, who was a truculent John Bull, ruled his dominions with a rod of iron, and was at times terrifically uncivil to his customers.  On one occasion a man of rank from Manchester ventured to complain of something set before him and was fiercely ordered to go elsewhere and mend himself if he close.  He stalked out in high dudgeon resolved never again to darken the doors.  Somehow or other, go where he would, he found nothing like the “Pig and Whistle”: steaks, and at length, bottling up his pique, he sheepishly drew near to his old hostelry.  Abraham was standing in the doorway, and putting on an air of benevolent patronage, cried out, “Come in, Mr. -. You can come in.  I’ll not think any more of what’s past.”  There are inns in Little Britain to-day, I’m quite sure of that, but as far as George-street is concerned, it seems too busy to bother about them.  Returning from it through Silkhouse-lane, I noticed that most of the steep offices are now occupied by legal firms.  The rustle of silk has given place to that of parchment.   (Next week- Workhouse Lane). 
The two books recommended by a Wrexham reader are already well-known to me.  I am very thankful indeed for his kind letter. 

STUD MARKS
Liverpool Echo - Saturday 21 June 1930
By Louis T. Kelly

Charles Henry Dixon
Burnley Express-Wednesday 25 June 1930
NEW CENTRE-HALF Nelson have signed Charles Henry Dixon, centre-half, who last year played for Southport, and was previously with North End and Everton. Dixon stands sft. lOin. and weighs 12 stone.

EVERTON PLAYER FOR WREXHAM
Liverpool Echo - Wednesday 25 June 1930
LEWIS, THE UTILITY MAN, TRANSFERRED TO-DAY
T.H. Lewis, the Everton Reserve left half-back and outside-left, was today transferred to Wrexham F.C.  Lewis is a native of Ellesmere Port, and is considered a likely type of player.  He has played once or twice in the Everton first team and made favorable impressions.  Wrexham by taking this twenty-year-old have done a good stroke of business.  The player is the right build for Division III play, being 5ft 10 ½ in, and weighing 11st 10lbs. 

LEWIS TOP WREXHAM
June 26, 1930. The Liverpool Post and Mercury
TH Lewis, the Everton reserves half-back and forward, has been transferred to Wrexham. Lewis is a native off Ellesmere Port, and is considered a likely type of player. He has played once or twice in the Everton first team. Lewis stands 5ft 10ins and weights 11 stone 10lbs.

BLACKSTAFF’S NOTES ON SPORT
Liverpool Echo - Thursday 26 June 1930
J. Hegerty, who played for Everton and represented the Liverpool County Combination at centre half, has signed for Colwyn Bay. 

THE RETAINED LIST
Liverpool Echo - Friday 27 June 1930
Mr. W.H. Minto, writes thus;-
Since the annual meeting of the Everton club I have been asked what is the object of complaining about effete directors when the shareholders always re-elect them. 
To answer this question the public should know how the shareholders are hampered by the extraordinary articles of association which the club has adopted, and which allow the directors, however grossly they mismanage the affairs of the club, to retain their positions.  In reply to questions, the chairman explained the power of voting.  One share, one vote; three shares, one vote; twenty shares, two votes.  Thus Thus we have the absurd position that a man who owns twenty-five to thirty shares split up amongst his relatives and employees has twenty-five to thirty votes (this actually happened), whereas the man who owns twenty shares and is straightforward enough to have them all in his own name has only two votes.  The retiring directors were elected by the 325 proxy votes they had obtained.  The ballot in the room resulting in the following figures being recorded.  F.W. Lake 113, C. Wright 91, W.C. Cuff, 59, A. Coffey 46, J. Sharp 38.  These figures show by what means the retiring pilots retained their position.  The chairman, instead of answering the fair criticism of one shareholder (who pointed out that during their ten years’ regime they had spent 197,000 pounds on players, wages and transfer fees, and had brought the club to the Second Division), went on bluffing the audience, and gave a paternal lecture on what he intended to do if the club was wound up and the Football Association insisted on the assets being given to charity.  Is the winding-up of the club the object the directors have in view?  No one objects to a person owing as many shares as he can buy, but I do object in the interest of fair play and sportsmanship to these multiple shares being used to keep on the board men who, by their ten years’ record, have proved themselves incapable of managing the club, and nullifying the votes of shareholders who had sufficient interest in the club to attend the annual meeting, and who decided by such a large majority that they should be dismissed.  What is the use of putting “election of directors” as the agenda for the annual meeting when these men control sufficient votes to elect themselves? Surely it is obvious to the shareholders they owe a duty to the supporters of the club to bring the present intolerable system to an end, and put the Everton Club on the same footing as other clubs –one share, one vote. 

THE LANES OF LIVERPOOL
Liverpool Echo - Friday 27 June 1930
A FASCINATING SERIES
NO. 25-WORKHOUSE LANE- WHEN HANOVER STREET HAD HEDGES AND TREES
By Michael O’Mahony.
In or out of a directory it would be difficult to find a less cheery word than workhouse, and although it has had a long run, holding its grim grip in our vocabulary since an Act of Queen  Elizabeth (1601) ordered every township “to provide for its own paupers,” it is comforting to think that both “pauper” and “workhouse” are terms doomed to sure and permanent disappearance from the English tongue.  The latter was one much in vogue when the new street, now called College-lane, was cut from the Common Shore to Hanover-street. The little town having crept out of its cradle, even while sturdily moving across its new bridge, was having regard to its poor, and consequently settled upon the old Pool House, or “Bote House,” by the ferry, as a shelter for the homeless. 
“RURAL” DUKE-STREET
For some years previous to 1723 the demand for relief outstripped the capacity of the “Bota House” and in 1732 was built, at the corner of Hanover Street and College-lane, and first Liverpool Workhouse-hence Workhouse-lane.  Duke-street at this time was a country pathway, a rough track rounding toward the present Renshaw-street, was known as “the road to Manchester,” while Hanover-street was a shady lane having hedges on either side, beyond which, as shown in one of Herdman’s views, the haymakers are loading carts in the fields.  Not many hay harvests were gathered after the middle of the eighteenth century.  By this time Hanover-street had become the habitat of the mercantile aristocracy, who “made to themselves gardens and orchards and in them planted trees of all kinds of fruit.”  The Tarletons, Bannings, Chorleys, Seels, Blackburnes, Colquitts, Heywoods, Steers, and Dalteras long flourished in this neighbourbood.  The last of the latter family,” Joe Dalters,” was for years a well-known character in Liverpool society; a shining wit when conviviality was the order of the day- and night. 
FOND OF FROLIC.
All chroniclers of his period agree in describing him as having brilliant ability as a lawyer but no business habits, no application, no steadiness of purpose.  In short, so fond of fun, frolic, and glee, that he greatly preferred shinning in company to pouring over parchments.  “He was,” says Picton,” such a terrible sitter-out at a party that steady old fellows at whose houses he visited would say before he arrived;- “We’ll be rude to that Daltera tonight and give him such a hint as will send him home in decent time.”  But when the appointed hour had struck these same steady old boys, fascinated by Joe’s powers of jest and anecdote, were the loudest in pressing him to keep his seat, a pressure which he never resisted.  In spite of his haphazard life he lived to a good old age, dying in 1836, having been in the profession fifty years. 
FAMED FOR LAVENDER
The garden of the Heywood’s extended the full length of Peter’s-lane, while the garden of Mr. Manesty, at the corner of Manesty’s-lane, was famous for its lavender.  But the town was increasing round the walls which hemmed in flower and fruit, as the increasing town meant increased work-house accommodation, and as the extensions were found to be such an inconvenience to an aristocratic neighborhood, the Corporation in 1770 built a new one on land o0f their own, and well out of the way, up o Brownlow Hill.  The old workhouse on the north corner of College-lane and Hanover Street was converted into stables, a site which has since attained honorable notice as the Dinner Hour Club.  “An admirable institution for growing boys,” said the late Mr. Mooney, of School-lane, to me in one of our chats about the early memories of the neighborhood before his death.  “It was one greatly needed in my youth, for more mischievous imps of boys than lived in the wynds and dives which came to be burrowed under College-lane and School-lane you couldn’t find anywhere.  The latter, as the property declined and the old families left, came to be a regular gauntlet through which every passer-by had to escape as best he could from assaults and ambushes.  The police?” –and he smiled.  “Why, those nippers were in through the churchyard railings like squirrels and the beer-fed police of those days couldn’t follow them- they didn’t even try.  “Remember the ‘Spronging House?’ Indeed I do.  It still stands on the right-hand corner of College-lane and Manesty-lane and I remember also Mr. Kirby, the attractive personality who was in charge of it.  He was one of the customary figures to be then seen any day in Lord-street-frilled shirt, rings, and seals, and clouded cane.  No finer dandy ever came down the steps of the Newsroom or met a friend in the cosy parlour of the ‘Olde Doctor Syntax, a regular Liverpool Beau Brummel.”  After more than one interesting renovation the “Olde Doctor Syntax” in lived on a very picturesque feature until recently; it has now gone forever. 
THE SPONGING HOUSE
Its survivor, the Sponging House, which was the Liverpool Marshelsea, is today a prosaic building giving no indication that it once may have immured some local Lovelace or soul in travail.  No doubt whatever, it could many a moving tale unfold if cells and corridors were voluble, but while it is gloriously true that. 
Stone walls do not a prison make,
   Nor iron bars a cage
They can also maintain an austere silence. –Next week; Middle-lane.

STUD MARKS
Liverpool Echo - Saturday 28 June 1930
By Louis T. Kelly

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

June 1930