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Wyndham Place, Marylebone, London
William aged 40, merchant. Angelina aged 30. Emily aged 11. Rosetta aged 10. Annette aged 10. Charlotte aged 8. Brandon aged 6. Edward aged 4. Marjorie Jones aged 28, nurse
26 Berkeley Square, Bristol.
William aged 52, general merchant. Annette aged 19. Charlotte aged 18. Brandon aged 15. Edward aged 14. Alfred aged 9. Plus 4 servants
26 Berkeley Square, Bristol.
William aged 62, alderman and merchant. Angelina aged 52. Rosetta aged 28. Annette aged 28. Charlotte aged 27. Brandon aged 25, barrister at law. Edward aged 23, clerk to his father. Alfred aged 19, merchants clerk. Plus 5 servants
26 Berkeley Square, Bristol.
William aged 72, merchant and ship agent. Angelina aged 62. Charlotte aged 37. Annette aged 39. Brandon aged 35, barrister in practice. Edward aged 33, merchants clerk. Alfred aged 28, secretary of Bristol Waterworks Co. Alice Elkin aged 13, visitor. Plus 5 servants
In Canada for a funeral
Villa La Cava, Crescent Road, Worthing, Sussex.
Brandon aged 49, barrister at law. Nina aged 37. John Morley aged 41, visitor, architect. George Donnell aged 39, visitor, own means. Plus 2 servants
Marcina Downview Road, Worthing
Brandon aged 65, retired barrister. Nina aged 40. Plus 2 servants
Marcina Downview Road, Worthing
Brandon aged 72, retired barrister. Nina aged 52. Plus 2 servants
William Alexander - Father of Brandon Alexander
Brandon’s father William was a prominent member of the Jewish community in Bristol. He was Hon. Consul to the Kingdom of Savoy, Imperial Russia and Hanover. He was buried in the Old Jewish cemetery in Bristol in 1874. The family were well known in the city for their charitable works and William’s daughters were said to be extremely stylish ladies.
Ballooning
Mr Brandon Alexander, who accompanied Mr Green in the balloon assent from the Clifton Zoological Gardens, on Wednesday, has written an account of his aerial voyage. He says - "Probably it will stagger your credulity when I tell you that Weston-super-Mare, and the city of Gloucester, were distinctly to be seen, and were sharply defined under the setting sun at the same moment; it is, however a fact, to the truth of which Mr Green himself will bear testimony. I have been fortunate enough to gaze upon some of the finest scenery in the world. Sunset from the top of the Great Pyramid, ad sunrise from the summit of Mount Etna, trust me, are two sublime sights not easily paralleled, but it is no, too much to affirm that the solemn and resplendent panorama stretched out so many thousand feet beneath our car. Wednesday, was incomparably more superb than anything I had experienced, and, perhaps as glorious as any vision that could enter the conception of a painter or a poet. After a voyage of about an hour, which to me, was the perfection of all human enjoyment, except that I was not permitted to smoke, the only privilege wnating to crown my felicity, we pitched in a meadow between Whitchurch and Knowle, not at Keynsham as was represented. Nothing could be easier or more comfortable than our descent: nobody more admirably cool and deliberate than Mr Green in the arduous pilotage of his monster machine through the skies. Nervousness I felt none; but I am willing to confess that once or twice, and especially when we were cutting through God's element with astonishing rapidity, a peculiar sensation pervaded my structure, as though I had eaten something out of season which I had much better have left alone."