Brinsmead biographiesWilliam Brinsmead
DEATH
OF PIONEER - WILLIAM
BRINSMEAD
Obituary in The Consort Enterprise, Alberta, Canada on February
22, 1945
Another
pioneer of this district answered the final summons last Thursday
evening at Consort Municipal Hospital where death came to William
Brinsmead.
Born at St. Mary's Ont. on. Sept. 21 1866, his parents were Mr. and Mrs.
Hugh Brinsmead. Hugh Brinsmead had come from Devonshire, England, as a
boy of 12 years, crossing the ocean in a sailing vessel, and eventually
settling at St. Mary's, where he made his home and raised a family of
five boys and five girls, one of these children being William. Needless
to say these children led a busy but happy life and learned many of
life's lessons the hard way.
It was the writer's good fortune to know the deceased quite well, and we
enjoyed his company and conversation very much. Like all of us he had
faults and human failings, but he was always a gentlemen at heart, kind
and courteous. He sometimes mentioned his boyhood and young manhood. At
one time his family lived in half of a large stone house, and the other
half was occupied by the man who later became known as Timothy Eaton the
founder of the mail order business in Canada.
As a young man William travelled quite extensively in the U. S., and at
one time was a close friend of the man who invented the Linotype
− in fact William held some stock in the
Merganthaler Linotype Co. for some time and saw his friend's idea work into a business which encircled the earth.
As a young man William learned the optical business and also the
watchmaking and jewelery trade. He had also one time worked as a baker,
and when he first came west he could and did cook and keep house in a
manner which put him in a class with the most tidy and capable
housekeepers.
He spent some time in several of the eastern states, even as far south
as Florida. He came to Alberta in 1913; located at Loverna in 1914,
moved to Monitor in 1919 and from there to Consort in 1926. He had a
little home in Pleasant Heights and lived there until last summer when
the walk up the hill became a little too much for him, and he finally
became a patient at the hospital, gradually becoming weaker, but
occasionally toddling down town for a chat with his friends. He was a
friend of everyone and he will be missed by all.