Cpl Jess Sargeant |
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Jess
was the eldest son of William Sargeant and Mildred Robinson. He was born on 14 Oct 1894 in
Derby Twp, near Owen Sound Ontario This morning
the citizens said goodbye to the third contribution of Grey county"s sons , one
hundred and eighteen stalwart men who have heeded their country"s call. Of this
number ninety one are citizens of Owen Sound . Grey Boys in
Third Contingent........
Service Record 409184 (Some of the
people from the Owen Sound area that enlisted on or around the 11 June
1915, are listed in the Appendix.) Theatres of
Service, Canada, Britain, France Discharged-15
March 1919, Toronto Ontario Type of
Discharge-Honourable Rank on
Discharge-Corporal *(Dow says that he was offered the sergeant"s rank, but refused
because of his surname.) Medals-British
War Medal, Victory Medal Enlistment papers Trade
at Enlistment - Gardener Description of Jess Sargeant on Enlistment Apparent
Age-21, Height 5"91/2", Eyes - blue, hair - reddish, Religion-Methodist
Original
Battalion was the 37th Next of
kin-Nora Sargeant, , Owen Sound Ontario Canada.
21st Battalion War Diary - August 14-15 1917, Appendix "F", page 4. Attack on Hill 70 Among those
whose works deserve special commendation in this connection and as runners are L.Cpls GA
Brown and J Sargeant and Ptes WW McGure, C
Colwell and W Lloyd" During his
stay in England and France, Jess wrote home and some of the correspondence survived. There
are several post cards, now in the possession of his son Nick the texts of which are
reproduced here; Bramshot
Camp Dear Folks
Just a card showing you that I am still on the salty water. This is a picture of our
vessel, which I never want to see again. I am well but have been sea sick. We are 250
miles from England. We are sleeping on top deck tonight with our life belts on as we are
in danger of subs.
J.S. Bramshot Dear Mother Received your
parcel OK and was more than pleased with the socks for they came in very handy. Got
the on the 24th of last month. This is one of the cards I got when I was on
pass. Some swell place. We are breaking out camp here and I don"t know where we are
going. There are nearly half of the camp leaving this morning. I hear them churning yet. I
am well and hope you are the same.
from your son, Private J Sargeant Post marked
Pte J Sargeant , Staff 32 Batt, Bramshott Camp, Lipbrook Hants Eng. 22
Mar 1916, London Dear Mother I am enjoying
myself on six days pass to London before I go to France. Am well. From your
son, Pt J Sargeant, London 27
Jun 1918 Seaford (spelled Ceaford) Dear Mother These are
some of the views I saw while on leave. We got these cards in his majesties shafts(?).
Aren't they swell. A little different from dad"s hackneys. Drop us a line if you
receive them. Jess. 6 June 1918 Thorncliff
Dear Mother Just a card
to let you know I am well and am leaving here shortly for overseas. We are having very bad
weather here now. Heavy rain storms. Write soon Love son Jess
22
Jan 1919 Owen
Sound Dear Mildred This is
afternoon and Jess sleeps a lot and is a lot better part of the time but seems lazy and
don"t speak much but knows all you say to him and nods his head. Well dear will try
to let you know every day. Love from
Mother Don"t worry. 24
Oct 1924 Pelly (Saskatchewan) Dear Folks Just a card
to let you know I am feeling well.---to hear from you. Lovingly Jess
Recollections-- I knew Jess
and Nora. I"ll never forget we were in the milk business, I mind him going up there
to gather milk and they put some dynamite in a can and it hadn"t gone off and Jess
went to look it over. It blew up in his face. He had his face all covered in bandages. Of course I
remember when Jess went off to war. I think he wanted to go and do his duty. I"ll
never forget when he came home, my father (George Sargeant) said to him "Did you ever
kill a man?" Jess said
"Yes,I met him on the bridge and it was either him or I". He had
shrapnel in the brain. They couldn"t operate on it. He was lucky to have a good
family. I think he had his family when he came home, at least part of it. I never heard of
a finger injury. I know my Dad helped a lot with the family.
-----Marjorie "Jess
came home but his big finger was shorter. I don"t know what happened to that big
finger. He had terrible headaches and he was violent some times. Because of the headaches
he spent a lot of time in London.(at the veteran"s hospital)."---Mildred That wound in
his neck was fixed by a German doctor, Jess told me. We got word from headquarters when he
was wounded in the neck by a piece of shrapnel.--Dow "I was
living in Toronto by the time Jess came home from the war. He would lie on mother"s
bed sometimes in the day. He just kept looking up. He didn"t even blink his eyes.
They were wide open. It seemed so strange to me. Mother said
that they were terrified. He took the lamp out to the barn and started to let the cattle
out of the stable with the lamp, undoing the chains on the neck collars. Father followed
him of course. They had a terrible time. It always made me nervous when mother told me
about that."--Mildred. "He
returned to Canada and went to Pelly Saskatchewan to farm. His health broke and Cliff and
his father went out to Saskatchewan to get him. He also raised peanuts as a hobby here in
London when they lived here."--Helen (There is a photo of the house in
Pelly in Dow 's album) "He was
in hospital a lot. He was a quiet person. I remember him, although I was only 7 when he
died." "He came
back after the war and homesteaded. I believe I recall my mother saying that he worked
either for the telephone or hydro in addition to the homesteading." "There
were two medals. I recall them vaguely. I can show you an example of my father-in-law's.
The registration number along with the name of the soldier was cut in the rim of the
medal. We don't have the medals and I have no idea where they went---Nick "Dad had
a balloon-tired bike that he used to ride. He rode from London to Brantford I
know."---Joan Cook "I
remember Dad riding the Schwinn bike from London to Brantford. He did it once or twice
only I think. That would be on old highway #2 and that would be quite an accomplishment. I
recall we lived next door to a bus driver who complained that he"d almost hit my dad
with his bus."--Nick "Dad won
prizes at the Western Fair for his woodworking and for wickerwork. He also had a garden at
the hospital" --Joan Jess and Nora had a family of eight children,
Jean, Nye, Roseline, Nora, Joan, Nick, Norman and Digby
Jess spent
most of his latter years in the Veteran's Hospital in London. On the 7th of Feb
1939, he succumbed to his wounds. He is buried in Mt Hope Cemetery in Brantford .
NORA MARY MOTHERSELL SARGEANT One of the
most impressive things I have come across in the research for this record, is the
admiration and respect with which Jess Sargeant"s children speak of their mother. A native of
Owen Sound,(born 25 May 1984), She married Jess Sargeant on the 13 July 1915. While
Jess was away at war, she lived at 864 10th Street E in Owen Sound. Jean was born before
he went overseas. They then moved to 46 Grand St in Brantford Ontario. Jess came
home for a few days each month from London. She lived at
126 Burwell St in Brantford for 25 years. She raised all of her children there. Their
father had died in 1939 and she survived some 20 years alone. She was a member of the
Sydenham Street United Church in Bantford. When it was really hot out she would say
"There is nothing like a good cup of tea, to cool you down"--Joan When the
Conservatives were running for election one of the planks in the platform was to reduce
widow's pensions. She never voted Conservative again. She died
suddenly after an operation on the 6th of November 1959. She is interred in the
Mount Hope Cemetery Brantford, beside her husband Jess. Her daughters have produced
a wonderful cookbook including some of her recipes. I never met
my uncle. He had died some years before I was born. However his memory in the family is
certainly one of respect and honour. The overwhelming comment from the folks in his
generation is that the handsome boy who went to war, came back a man with ghosts and
wounds that affected him the remainder of his life. His family was obviously treated with
gentle kindness and consideration and it must have tortured him that he was not able to
provide for them more completely. I wish I
had known him. Submitted by
John P Sargeant |
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