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Name: JACKSON, Winifred Gladys

Nee: Llewellyn

Birth Date: 15 June 1879 Mozufferpore, Begal, India

Death Date: 30 July 1931 Kitale

First Date: 1930

Last Date: 1931

Profession: Farmer

Area: Kitale, Kapretwa Estate, Kiminini

Married: In Wimborne Minster, Dorset 5 June 1901 Herbert Kendall Jackson (1859-1938)

Children: Thomas Herbert Elliot (12 Jan 1903 Wimborne-22 May 1968 Mt Elgon); Ysobel Evelyn (Symes) (13.4.1904 Aldershot-12.11.1991 Godmanchester); Eleanore Mary (Scott) (7.2.1908 Salisbury, UK-1975)

Book Reference: Red 31, Hut, Barnes, Debrett

General Information:

Barnes - Kitale Cemetery - Winifred Gladys Jackson - born 1879, died 1931
Red 31 has W.G. Jackson, Kitale, Hut the same
Letter from Max Shaw to Max Elliot Symes I think your mother and her sister had no intimate friends of their own age at all, and so were very greatly cut off from the sort of life that the average girl leads at about that age. It was their mother who was the dominating spirit of that house. I shall find it difficult to convey any picture of the charm of her personality; her vigour, intelligence, humour and sympathy were all so active and vital. Her conversation was always stimulating. She was a great reader and her views were always worth listening to. I must confess that when I visited her house I had little or no attention to spare for her daughters who, I thought, were both rather shy and silent. I do think, perhaps, that they were too greatly overshadowed by their mother and that the strength of that personality may have retarded the growth of their own. I think their father, the General, did not marry until he was about forty six or so, and he always seemed, therefore, a rather old man in comparison. It surprised me greatly that he could have seen his way so late in life to make such a complete change as living definitely in Kenya would mean to him. He had been in the Indian Army - of the old school.

Your people made the mistake of trying to keep some monkeys captive as pets. They always fill me with the greatest repulsion. I hate their pathetic eyes and horrible near-human attributes and I believe they are never to be trusted. There were two or three of these kept in a wire enclosure in your garden. They would generally receive any stranger with every sign of passionate hatred and terror, but allowed your own people to approach and feed them and it was your grandmother who usually attended to their feeding. One unfortunate day one of these beasts bit her on the elbow. She said nothing about it and, being one of those people who would avoid making a fuss or causing any anxiety - especially while her mother was stopping with her - took no notice of the bite until the pain became unbearable and poisoning had set in. She then had to be taken down to the little nursing home in Kitale, the best available surgeon was telegraphed for to Eldoret and he found there was only a small chance of saving her life by amputating her arm. This was done. She suffered great pain, but even then was able to try and cheer the people round her by saying that when she was well she would look like the Venus de Milo. But the poison spread and she died a few days later (30 July 1931). 

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