Welland History .ca

a project by S & B

MORE Christmas cards, and two NEW galleries!

We just added MORE Christmas cards.

We also added a new gallery of Receipts from the 40s, 50s and 60s, and

a gallery of photos and postcards associated with Wellandport.

Hello Visitors!

WHY are we doing this project? ..To Preserve History.

Frances Caroline Turnbull, self-portraitMuch information is being lost, newspapers destroyed, historic buildings being torn down, bridges disappearing. The children of today need to know the history of the towns where they live. We the people are the ones who can carefully preserve this precious history for them. It is our responsibility as the older generation to leave stories, pictures and artifacts for them so that when they become older and wonder what went before, it will be available.  That is what this website is about. Preserving the history of Welland for future generations.

An article from the The Welland Tribune and Telegraph, 11 July 1922, describes what we are trying to present with this website.

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS: We thank the The Welland Tribune and Telegraph for their contribution.

[IMAGE AT UPPER RIGHT]:Frances Caroline Turnbull, self-portrait

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Use the main Search box at the top of this page for your general research. When you need a narrower search, you may like to use the Search feature above to limit a search within a Family group.

What’s HOT Off The Press..

  • TWO FIRES - [Welland Tribune, 28 September 1915] Fire broke out at the home of Wm. Taylor, Albina St., Saturday morning, about 2.30. Mr. Taylor was the only occupant of the house at the time. He was in bed, and the fire had failed to awa... read more
  • WILLIAM TAYLOR - Wm. Taylor Had a Narrow Escape in Midnight Blaze [Welland Telegraph, 28 September 1915] Fire broke out at an early hour Saturday morning at the home of Wm. Taylor, Albina street. Mr. Taylor, who was alone in the house, was ar... read more
  • GUEST’S MEAT MARKET - [Welland Telegraph, 18 December 1891] Mr. W.F. Guest announces in another column his display of Christmas meats and holiday poultry, fatted and slaughtered especially for the holiday demand. A large number of beef, mutton and... read more
  • NEW ELECTRIC LIGHTS - [Welland Telegraph, 18 December 1891] The cable for the new incandescent electric light system arrived last week and was placed in position on Monday, the current being turned on the same evening as a test. The light was very... read more
  • MORE OIL - Another Petroleum Well Struck in Humberstone A Deep Hole in Bertie. [Welland Telegraph, 18 December 1891] The oil excitement in the township of Humberstone is growing, and from present indications bids fair to assume the natu... read more
  • STRUCK OIL - The Provincial Natural Gas Company Finds Oil in Humberstone [Welland Telegraph. 11 December 1891] Food for a new boom has been discovered in the township of Humberstone. Several weeks ago the Provincial Gas Company struck oil... read more
  • Behold, his Fame has Gone Forth - [Welland Telegraph, 4 December 1891] Everybody who has ever been in Welland knows Magistrate Hellems, and everybody who meets him has a good word for him, unless, perchance, a hopeless evil-doer who chances to fall foul of hi... read more
  • Cemetery - [Welland Tribune, 21 April 1893] Work on the cemetery is progressing rapidly. Jas. Andrews, the caretaker, is daily to work, and already a great improvement is perceptible by the underbrush being cleared away and the long gra... read more
  • JAMES A. ALLEN APPOINTED TURNKEY - {People’s Press, 3 October 1911] James A. Allen, eldest son of the late James H. Allen, has received the appointment as turnkey of the Welland County jail to fill the vacancy caused by the death of his father.read more
  • VITAL STATISTICS - The Stork, the Pale Rider and Cupid-What They Have Done [Welland Tribune, 3 January 1908] Cupid is a bit slow in Welland. The little fellow, who laughs at locksmiths and deals in hearts, has not averaged a marriage a week in ... read more
  • J. HARCOURT TUFTS - [Welland Telegraph, 21 June 1901] A very sad and sudden death occurred last Tuesday evening when Judson Harcourt Tufts passed away. Deceased was a well known young man in town, having driven the M.C.R. bus for several years, ... read more
  • JUDSON HARCOURT TUFTS - DEATH OF “HARKY” TUFTS [Welland Tribune, 21 June 1901] A feeling of deep grief and gloom overcast this whole community on the death of Judson Harcourt “Tufts, son of David Tufts of this town, which sad event occurred on... read more
  • WILLIAM ARCHIBALD TAYLOR - [Welland Telegraph, 30 August 1910] TAYLOR-In Welland on Sunday, 28th August, William Archibald Taylor, infant son of Mr. and Mrs. Wm. Taylor. Funeral on Monday at Fonthill. Death was due to infantile diarrhea.read more
  • JOHN WILKERSON - [Welland Telegraph, 13 September 1912] Many friends in Welland were shocked to hear of the death of John Wilkerson, which occurred at this home on Division Street, on Wednesday afternoon. Mr. Wilkerson had been in good health... read more
  • Dochstader Family Early Settlers in Gainsboro - [Smithville Review, Wednesday November 22, 1967] In practically ever historical account of the early days of Lincoln County the name of Dochstader is very prominent. They were one of the many families who left the United Stat... read more
  • EMMA BAMPTON - [Welland Tribune, 2 September 1898] LATE MRS. BAMPTON-Emma, relict of late James Bampton, an old and highly respected resident of the town, departed this life on Sunday last, at the age of 66 years, 2 months and 18 days. Her ... read more
  • DEATH OF CAPT. JAS. BAMPTON - Survivor of Thrilling Experiences Blown up by an Explosion RESCUED FROM THE FALLS He Lived to an Old Age and Dies a Natural Death [Welland Tribune, 29 April 1898] Perhaps no one in the town of Welland had a wider or warmer ci... read more
  • MARTHA ASHTON – DEATH OF MRS. ASHTON - [Welland Tribune, 2 February1894] Mrs. Martha Ashton, the unfortunate woman who has been lying in Welland jail since December last nominally as a vagrant, really as a mere indigent, received a happy release from her suffering... read more
  • A STORY OF CHRISTMAS DAY - A Faith of a Sailor-A Grand Christmas Gift T. DeWitt Talmage [Welland Telegraph, 25 December 1891] I never like a Christmas season to pass without telling to someone a thrilling incident which happened at my house just eight ... read more
  • JAMES ANDREWS - [Welland Telegraph, 8 September 1899] James Andrews of this village (Fonthill), who had a stroke of paralysis on Thursday last, died on Friday Sept. 1st, at the age of 69 years. The funeral was held on Sunday last at Holy Tri... read more


By James A. Ross

Let all our voices ring with praise
To Him from whom all blessings flow.
Join in with harp, and may all strains
In one Thanksgiving chorus grow.
Give thanks for sunshine’s azure sky
Scarce e’er destroyed by storm king’s blast;
For memories dear, whose golden chain
Links present family to the past.
Give thanks for all the bounteous wealth
Of harvest gathered o’er the world:
For peace within our native land,
And Freedom’s ensign still unfurled.
Give thanks for wealth, for health, for life,
For ever blessing, great or small.
Praise Him in thought, in word, in deed;
The precious fountain of them all.

Taken from “Canada First and other poems by James A. Ross, 1920“



The Sisters and myself at the Convent of Less Said are most excited about the new adventure of our very own Sister Mary JudgeNot, Theatre Critic and newly appointed Lovelorn Columnist. She has been selected from numerous applicants at the convent to rewrite the newspaper commentary of the late Dorothy Dix, a forerunner of the modern advice columnist, for this most distinguished Welland County history website. In her own unique style, Sister will attempt a few fashionable words after each article to illuminate the advice of Miss Dix.


Introducing The MURALS

[May 4, 2015] We just added some pictures of MuralsEnjoy!

Welland Murals

Written and photographed by S.

In the 1990s I took a stroll downtown Welland, with my camera. I photographed the lovely murals. Colourful scenes depicting historical moments.

The project was started in 1986, by the city of Welland, to beautify the city of Welland. They commissioned artists from across Canada to paint murals on the side of buildings.

The murals at one time were a great tourist attraction.

Welland’s murals hold many memories for the people of Welland.

Unfortunately, many of these murals are in disrepair and some have disappeared. There was no plan in place to maintain these murals resulting in their demise.


It has been a wonderful year working on the special old articles we so enjoy gifting to our historically minded friends. We sincerely hope that this work will be available to the children of the future that will share our interest in the stories of the past. As Santa proclaims in this 1931 photo, “These Are My Jewels!”


A Pair of Convict’s Trousers and a Live Turkey

[The following is the last article which Mr. Field wrote for publication]

[People’s Press, 27 December 1898]

During the entire period of my connection with The Chicago News it was the benevolent custom of the proprietors of that paper to give a turkey to all their married employees at Christmas time. When the Christmas season came one year, I found that turkeys had palled upon me, and I thought I would rather have a pair of pants. I therefore sent a polite little note to Editor-in-Chief Stone, saying that if it was all the same to him I would take a pair of pants instead of a turkey for a Christmas gift, as my soul felt no longing for a turkey, but sighed for pants.

Now, Editor Stone was a bit of a joker in his way, and, liking the modest tone of my petition, he obtained from the warden of the penitentiary at Joliet a pair of striped pants such as are worn by the convicts in that institution. On Christmas eve the package containing them was sent to me with the best Christmas wishes of the concern, just as the turkey had always been. Editor Stone and the entire writing and business force, whom he had taken into his confidence, thought they had played a splendid practical joke. I turned the laugh on them, however, by donning the pants the next morning and wearing them constantly every day for a week, expressing my gratitude for them, and telling everybody about the office that I never had a pair I liked so well and that thenceforward I would wear no other kind.

When the next Christmas came I again addressed a polite little  note to editor Stone, stating that I did not care for the mere corpse of a turkey, but preferred to have one animated by a soul, or in other words a live one, in order that I might keep it in my yard for a pet. On Christmas eve I was sitting at my desk when suddenly I heard what the classics call “a strong noise” above my head, and down came a bouncing big turkey over the partition dividing the editorial rooms. The bird gave abundant evidence that he was strongly endowed with life, and there could be no question that my desires had been gratified, and that I was at last the proud possessor of a live turkey. I did not want him in my room just then, so with great presence of mind I leaped upon my desk and “shooed” the bird out of my room. He went flapping, jumping, gobbling all through the editorial and reportorial rooms, knocking down ink-bottles, scattering and destroying copy, overturning and breaking the shades on the drop lights, and doing many dollars’ worth of damage. At length, after a long and exciting chase, the entire editorial and reportorial force, with the single exception of myself, succeeded in capturing the bird. Thus I once more secured the laugh on my associates, and after that no further attention was paid to my petitions at Christmas time.

Eugene Field

2 September 1850-4 November 1895


How She Kept a Contract Made For Her by Her Father

By F.A. Mitchel

Copyright 1910 by American Press Association

[Welland Tribune, 16 February 1911]

Dorinda Childs and I were born the same day. My father and my uncle, Dorinda’s father, made an agreement that we two children should marry on our twenty-first birthday-that is-if such a result could be brought about. When we came of age my father had been dead ten years. A few months before I came to my majority I received a letter from my uncle informing me of the agreement made twenty one years before. We lived a thousand miles apart, and I had never seen either him or his daughter.

I am of rather a romantic disposition, and the idea of this marriage was fascinating to me. I wrote my uncle that I would be pleased to make the acquaintance of the young lady to whom I had been pledged and would as soon as convenient go to pay them a visit. Meanwhile I would like a photograph of Dorinda. My uncle replied  that he had told her to send me the likeness, and it arrived soon after his letter, inclosed with a very few words which did not refer to the contract, but the writer asked for my photograph which I sent her.

I was delighted with Dorinda’s picture. She looked out of a pair of tender eyes at me, either blue or gray, while in the expression there was indication of character. I found myself looking at the picture a dozen times during the day I received it, went to sleep with under my pillow and dreamed of the original all night. I spent several days framing a letter of thanks.

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