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Name: LUCK, Charles Cardale

Birth Date: 26 May 1875 Stockholm

Death Date: 16 July 1954 Soy

Nationality: Swedish

First Date: 1920

Profession: Racehorse owners and farmers.

Area: Molo, 'Inglewood Farm', 1922 Lumbwa, 1925 Gwonogween, Lumbwa, 1937 Ol Ngatongo Farm, Kapsosiot Soy

Married: In St Thomas, Devon 1910 Cicely Maud Tennyson-Jesse b. 1884 Mylor, Cornwall, d. 1954 Soy

Children: George Thomas Axel (3 May 1911 Stockholm-1997); Rolf Cardale (28.12.1912 Exmouth-28 Oct 1944 on active service with RAF in Burma); Cecil Percy (16 Apr 1917 Stockholm-2008); Andolie Sophia (2 Oct 1920 Nakuru-2004)

Book Reference: Markham, Bror, KAD, Red 25, Red 31, Hut, Red 22, Trans Nzoia Scrap Book, Web, Gazette, KR, Barnes

General Information:

Markham - 1924 - Gave Beryl Markham a mud and thatch hut to live in on Inglewood Farm, training their horse 'Melton Pie' in lieu of rent. .... She fell out with them over injuries to an escaped horse and went to live on Nakuru showground. .......... They sold their horses - 'Melton Pie' to Major Cavendish-Bentinck and 'Wrack' to Ogilvie-Boyle.
Trans Nzoia Scrap Book - In 1948 The Earl of Portsmouth bought Ol Ngatongo, a farm on the plains on the Endebess side of Kitale which had belonged to the late Cardale Luck.
Web - Painter
Web - Singapore War Memorial - LUCK, Flight Lieutenant, ROLF CARDALE, D F C, 112349. Royal Air Force Volunteer Reserve. 28th October 1944. Age 31. Son of Charles Cardale Luck and Cicely M. Luck, of Soy, Kenya.
Gazette - 20/7/1921 - Register of Voters - Lake Area - Charles Cardale Luck - Settler, Gwonongwen - Lumbwa
Kitale cemetery - C. Luck - died Feb 1954 and Charles Cardale Luck - died 16 July 1954
Bror - has published a book, in which he thinks he can prove that the Masai belong to one of the lost tribes of Israel.
Red 25 - Cardale Luck, President, Kenya Arts & Crafts Society
Gazette 6 Dec 1938 Trans Nzoia Voters List
Gazette 23 Nov 1954 probate
Mark Arnold Napier Stark letter to brother 29.4.1930: He is certainly a peculiar man - Dr Gordon, the psychologist, admits he is mad. And by all accounts he is a very difficult man to work for. His negligence about money matters, his forgetfulness of his work and bursts of bad temper, if they are not deliberate dishonesty, are as bad. The last manager says he was left without salary or money for wages for four months. I have insisted on my salary being paid in advance. Managers who get married seem particularly unlucky. Three out of the eight or nine have sent for their fiancées from home upon specious promises and encouragement from Luck, only to be thrown on the unemployment hill within a month or two of their arrival. In one case, I was told, as soon as Luck knew the bride was on the water he told his manager he would have to halve his salary. These are the stories I have heard. But, when Luck came to stay with me for a week he seemed the most honest, moral, generous and kind hearted of men, and we got on very well. We agreed very well on matters of farming and my terms. It was only when he mounted one of his hobbyhorses, and the conversation lapsed, as it constantly did, from concrete matters of farm management, to abstract questions of evolution, religion, civilization, morals and, of course, the bee in his bonnet, his pet study of native mentality, intelligence, religious observances and customs, that we differed violently. He’s a funny little man - an Anglo Swede, brought up in the latter country, whose foreign accent and mannerisms are always present in his rapid speech and nervous movements. Talk? He can’t stop it and there is no getting a remark in edgeways when he starts. He would pause for a few moments and I would start a remark - perhaps trying to drag the conversation back to the realms of reality - went off he would start again in the middle of my sentence, like a machine gun. It was very tiring. His peculiar high bald forehead and dreamy yet intense eyes bespeak the brain he undoubtedly has. But it has taken a wrong turning. He is one of those intensely conceited artistic men who try to pretend that they are not. He claims a lifelong experience of art, agriculture and business. But I think he has learnt them all in a night from books. Anyway, for all his unique skill and efficiency he has succeeded in losing about £50,000 since he came to this country, for which he blames the inefficiency of his managers - though I have heard from several sources that he has had some of the best men in the country, but that all they did or left undone was under his instructions and that they were never given a chance.
Tom Lawrence: He is described as a “…pictorial artist, graphic artist, born in Stockholm in 1875, went 1919 to Kenya, East Africa, died there in 1954. He studied at the Royal Academy, as well as in England and France. He has painted landscapes with motifs from Gotland and England, and made etchings with lonely pines and windmills.” (www.lexikonettamanda.se). He was a member of the the Association of Graphic Artists (http://ffgrafiskkonst.se/alla.htm).
 

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