Exhibit A: You will possibly have to trust me that this document says 'Guillermo Hunter... Carpenter'. It is from untranscribed Notarial Records now fully indexed on FullText at FamilySearch (2024-5).
The thick ink has bled through the pages and the Spanish (we are in Barranquilla, Colombia) is a bit of a scrawl. The year is 1839, and the offered apprenticeship will expire cuaranta y cinco (1845).
Exhibit B: This next document is both older and younger. It is dated 17 October 1993 and was sent to me by a very helpful correspondent from the entangled town of Morriston in Wales. And contains an unexpected sentence I had never followed up.
So in 1915, Mr Hunter the carpenter, nephew of the preceding chap and my great-great-grandfather, gave a rolling pin as a wedding present to Mr and Mrs Turner, who attended the same Wesley Chapel in Morriston.... whose daughter I happened to be writing to about another matter 80 years later.
O rolling pin, o rolling pin!
Where might the rolling pin be? It is now of course the 2020s, and I am only now digging. The 'youngest sister' I track to her death in Kettering in 2002, and her husband to 2020 (mid-COVID). They had no children but his will gives two possible leads including a likely niece, for whom I now have an email address.
It is highly possible that the rolling pin and nursing stool may well have been jeté'd, but who knows? A photograph of them would be highly interesting. It is of course absolutely fine if they've long since disappeared, but it won't hurt to ask.
So from 1839 to 1915 to 2002 to now is quite a few hops. But maybe the Carpenter of 1839's nephew still has some of his woodwork in existence this year of 2025? We shall see.
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