|Private Fred Lancaster|
Killed in Action
10th August 1917
Commemorated Ypres (Menin Gate) Memorial.
FALLEN TWISTER AT PLANTATION MILL.
News reached Haslingden this (Friday) morning that Fred lancaster, who worked at the Foundry, and who married about the time he joined up, has been killed in action.
THE LATE PRIVATE LANCASTER.
Private Fred Lancaster, of Haslingden and aged 25, reported by his captain to have been killed in action, was at one time connected with Haslingden Congregational Church, but afterwards attended St. Andrew's Mission Chapel. He was a twister at Plantation Mill, Haslingden until the tribunal sent him to Laneside Foundry. He played cricket with mill and school teams. He was married just before joining up on January 17th 1917. His mother lives at 11 Rudd Street.
In loving memory of Private Fred Lancaster, who was killed in action on August 10th 1917.
"Sleep on, dear son, in a soldier's grave,
A grave we may never see;
But as long as life and memory last,
We will always think of thee."
From Mother and Brother Jess.
"God knows how much I miss him,
He sees the tears I shed,
And whispers, "Hush, you must not weep,
Your loved one is not dead."
From his sorrowing Wife, 20, Every Street.
"Too hard to break the tender chord,
When love has bound the heart,
Tis hard, so hard to speak the words,
Must we for ever part.
Dearest loved one, friends have laid thoe,
In the peaceful grave's embrace,
But thy memory will be cherished,
Till I see thy heavenly face."
"Very deeply regretted."
From his sorrowing Wife, 32, Union Street, Accrington.
"There's a lonely grave in France,
Where a brave young hero sleeps,
There's a cottage home in England,
Where a mother sits and weeps.
When last we saw his smiling face,
He looked so strong and brave;
We little thought how soon he'd be,
Laid in a soldier's grave."
Ever in our thoughts, from his loving mother and brother Jess.
"Not gone from memory nor from love,
But gone to his Father's home above."
From his sister and brother in law and neice, Mary Jane, Walter and Mary, 673 Blackburn Road, Baxenden.
"He loved not war, but at his country's call,
He made the great sacrifice - leaving all,
Parents, friends, ambitions, all the hopes of years,
He laid upon the alter, with our tears."
From his sister and brother in law, Sarah and Dick in France, 32 Union Street, Accrington.
"For many years in friendship's chain,
We had been linked together;
But oh, that chain is broken now,
One link has gone for ever."
Ever remembered by his friends Florrie and Jim (in Scotland)
"The peaceful hours we once enjoyed,
How sweet their memory clings,
But they have left an aching void,
This world can never fill."
From his loving friends Ethel and Jack (in Scotland)