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I've been tracing my ancestry for about ten years now - I don't post here, although I read sometimes, because my family were British, Dutch and German immigrants who all ended up in Australia. Possibly some distant relatives who dropped off the radar in Britain may have emigrated to Canada or the U.S., but I don't have worldwide membership on Ancestry.com, so I can't track them.
I don't know what is shown on the American census forms (for genealogical purposes, the Australian census is useless), but the British census, for those of you whose forebears came from Britain, can give you a great deal of information not only about just where your ancestors lived, but about the community they lived in. When you've found your ancestors' census information, spend some time looking at the professions of their neighbours. From their occupations, you can get a feeling for the type of community they lived in and build a mental picture of the surrounding area - working/labouring class; craftsmen and artisans; middle-class, etc. In those days of rigid social boundaries, people of like social groups all grouped together.
One of my ancestors had a grocer's shop just outside an area of London known as "Devil's Acre", an area behind Westminster Abbey that was full of cut-throats, thieves, prostitutes and other vagabonds. It got its name from the time when the Abbey was a recognised sanctuary, and miscreants on the run from the law took refuge there. When they felt it was safe to leave sanctuary, they moved into the area immediately behind the Abbey, and so it gradually got its rather fearsome reputation. I was looking up my ancestor in the 1861 census, and I followed the streets that were part of Devil's Acre to see what it said about the people, and there were whole houses full of people who declined to give a name or an occupation (although they didn't mind giving their ages), and you can only imagine what they might have done for a living. The census painted such a strong image of the area, I could really feel for the poor census enumerator, who would have just wanted to be done with it and get out of there, I'm sure.
It's also interesting to follow the streets around the old docklands area of London - this is where you had the dock labourers living; men who often listed their occupation as "unemployed labourer", and you know that this area was full of people who lived from day to day, hoping to get the few pence each night for their lodging. Penniless couples with many children, because there was no form of family planning, and you look at their entries and know they had no hope. And inevitably, these areas are where crime flourished. No welfare then, and precious little charity.
Looking at the entries for the Workhouses can break your heart - many old people, especially elderly widows, who had no pensions and no family to support them, and many small children - some with a mother or even a father, but so many of them, as young as twelve months, all alone. By the age of seven, children disappeared from the Workhouse registers when they were apprenticed out. I found one young girl, who had the same name as my gr-grandmother's sister, working as a thirteen-year-old at Windsor Castle, home of the British Royal Family. My socialist tendencies came to the fore - that, I thought, is how they lived in such style, by employing children who should have been in school.
It's a diversion from the main game, of course, but it's worth taking a little time to explore the census a little more fully, and see what you can learn of the places and times of your forebears. It's a wonderful lesson in social and economic history, and the census, with its little family biographies, is more alive than mere facts and figures can ever be.
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