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 Thumb Description Status Location Name (Died/Buried)
Edwin Henry Bastian Gravestone
Edwin Henry Bastian Gravestone
Photograph courtesy of Jean Bassford 
    Edwin Henry Bastian (d. 12 Sep 1946)
 
Grave of Brenda A. S. Mortimore
Grave of Brenda A. S. Mortimore
Died 19 Dec 1937, Age 42 
    Brenda Augusta Spicer Crumpler (d. 19 Dec 1937)
 
Grave of Jesse Crumpler (died 12 Oct 1939, age 67) and his wife Clara Crumpler (died 4 Nov 1950, age 82)
Grave of Jesse Crumpler (died 12 Oct 1939, age 67) and his wife Clara Crumpler (died 4 Nov 1950, age 82)
"In loving memory of a devoted husband and father, Jesse Crumpler. Died Oct 12 1939 Aged 67. Also of his beloved wife Clara. Died Nov 4 1950 Aged 82." 
    Jesse Crumpler (d. 12 Oct 1939)
Clara Spicer (d. 04 Nov 1950)
 
The Oak Tree Where Samuel Crumpler Was Gored to Death By A Bull
The Oak Tree Where Samuel Crumpler Was Gored to Death By A Bull
The initials "SC" with a coffin underneath, and below that the date "1849" still visible, carved in the oak tree where Samuel Crumpler died. The tree stands in Underdaykers at Lytchett Matravers, the dialectal word for Hundred Acres, which loosely describes the size of that field. According to Beau Parke, "On a historical note, Samuel Crumpler - then aged 55 - was gored to death against a tree at Underdaykers in 1849, by his own bull. A hole was later bored into the tree by someone, about three feet up, and the sap ran out of the hole over a period of time, creating a black stain down the bark. We youngsters used to believe that the hole was where the bull had actually gored his victim, and that the sap was his blood. The tree is known as 'Bull Oak', with a suitable inscription thereon." A part of Beau Parke's poem Underdaykers (1935): "Then next we found the ancient tree where Farmer Crumpler died when charged by his ferocious bull, and no one heard his cries, It pinned his master to the trunk! - and we, with bated breath, imagined that sheer terror as it gored him then to death."  
    Samuel Crumpler (d. 12 Aug 1849)