Twins born on Boxing Day 1824
Notes to the deeds from the registers of Deventer
Willem Gerritsen van der Hoop is a coachman. He works for a coaching service. Which one is not yet clear. His work brings him through large parts of the Netherlands and he is often from home. For that reason he and his wife Luberta still live with her parents in Deventer.
On sunday, December 26th, on Boxing Day 1824, Luberta gives birth to twins, two girls. But delivery is not going well. One girl dies almost immediately after birth, the other lives but is also weak.
Below you can find both deeds from the registers of Deventer.
Once again proof that information from deeds in the civil registers may not always be considered reliable for 100%.
Even more sorrow
But also the health of the second girl, Willemina, is very fragile. On the same day that he reports her birth, Willemina dies at the end of the afternoon on Tuesday, December 28. The drama is now immense.
The next day, Wednesday the 29th, Willem goes to the town hall again and reports the death of Willemina. There he stands in front of the same council man, Hendrik van Marle, as the day before. You wonder if the two men have talked to each other. Did the official have a comforting word for Willem? Or was the distance between the two men of different positions for this to be too big?
Resurrected, after 36 years?
And now the riddle. Because on Wednesday 9 January 1861, Willemina Gerritsen van der Hoop marries Johannes Castelijn in Zutphen. From the excerpt of the birth register of Deventer, Willemina was born on 26 December 1824. So she hasn’t died 2 days after her birth, as we thought!
But what happened? Who died on 28 December 1824? Is Willemina really the one she says she is? In short, what could have happened in 1824?
In the side line of the death certificate of Willemina, pictured above, the annotation may be able to bring the solution. Unfortunately it is difficult to read what it says. A number is listed. What does it cover? The last word seems somewhat like “vreugde” what means “joy” or something like that. Or is the wish the mother of thought?
Who knows what it may say. What I do know is that, as I reported earlier, the registers of the marital status are not always as reliable.