The following scans have been contributed by Sue Mackechnie of Glasgow. She is the Great Great Great Grand-daughter of Zachariah
Wilson. The story of his macabre death on the North Skelton Railway line and later similar death of his son is told on Page 22.
The scans are of old orders and receipts from the 1870s and 1880s sent from Bell Bros, Ironmasters and Morrison Co to Thomas Pattinson,
Saddler of Skelton for various items used in the local Ironstone mines.
Sue says that her father found them some 40 years ago in a place that looked like a "cobblers" just off the Green in Skelton while working
there as an electrician, saving them from destruction by other workmen who were interested only in tearing off the old postage stamps.
They will eventually be offered to the Skinningrove Mining Museum.
Thomas Pattinson, who has signed some of the papers shown below, appears in Slater's Directory for Skelton of 1876 and on the 1881 census
he is listed as a Saddler, employing 2 men.
He was then aged 69 and living at 15 High St, Skelton with his wife Ellinor, aged 64. They were both natives of nearby Guisborough.
By the time of the 1901 census the business had been taken over by his son, Henry, who is listed as Saddler, Harness maker, aged 56.
A directory of 1935, when the age of dependency on the horse was long gone, shows that Thomas's Grandson, another Henry, was still working
as a Saddler at the same address.
Among the items ordered are "Hame sticks" and "Hame straps". Hame sticks are the curved pieces that fit either side of a draught horse's
collar and Hame straps that part of the harness that attaches to them. Hames can be of iron or even
fancy brass for parades etc. For pit horses they would be of wood and possibly crafted to fit individual cart horses. The Skelton Saddler was
their made-to-measure tailor. These poor animals lived their lives underground in the dark, with only a short holiday in the fields
above, hauling the heavy tubs of iron ore from the face to the pit shaft bottom. They were guided by horse drivers, usually young
teenage lads
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