Born: 3 March 1897, Esholt
Died:
Buried:
Address: Old Hall, Esholt
Parents: Robert & Mary
Spouse: Doris Mabel, nee Busfield
Siblings: George
Occupation: Clerk, Bradford Corporation
Organisations/clubs:
Military
Rank: Pte
Medals/awards:
Rolls of Honour:
Children: Joan
Regiment: Duke of Wellington’s
Ernest Kell
We first read about Ernest’s war on
22 June 1917 when the Shipley
Times & Express reported:
Pte Ernest Kell of the Duke of
Wellington’s Regt, younger son of
Mr and Mrs Robert Kell of the Old
Hall, Esholt, who has been missing
since May 3rd, has now written to
his parents to inform them that he
is in hospital in Germany, suffering
from wounds. He is progressing
favourably.
His only brother, Pte George Kell,
has been serving in German East
Africa with the Frontiersmen and
early in the New Year had an attack
of malarial fever.
Previous to his enlistment Pte
Ernest Kell was employed as a
clerk in the Bradford Corporation’s
Estate Office at Esholt Hall, whilst
his brother was engaged with his
father in his business as butcher
and farmer.
On 27 July, the paper published
some of Ernest’s letters home which
give a picture of life in a POW
camp and also contain plans for the
future with his father, who was a
farmer and butcher:
Pte Ernest Kell of the Duke of
Wellington’s Regt, younger son of
Mr and Mrs R Kell, The Old Hall,
Esholt, who was taken a prisoner,
writes to his parents from Germany
as follows on May 16th:
Wounded
Perhaps you will have already
heard that I am a prisoner. Well, I
was captured on the 3rd of May
after being wounded in the left leg
which I am sorry to say is broken.
The bullet went clean through my
leg, hitting the bone at the same
time.
I am pleased to say I am quite
comfortable. We are in a very nice
hospital and the doctors are very
good indeed to us.
Mother, dear, you must send me a
letter and tell me all the news. Let
me know how Norman went on.
We are allowed to receive parcels
so will you kindly send me one? I
should like something to read, say a
couple of books, two tins of jam,
tin of milk, two tablets of soap and
the remainder what you think best.
Have you had any letters lately
from (his brother) George? You
promised to send them to me while
I was in France. I am sorry to say
that I never got them.
I suppose also you will have sent
the watch I wrote and asked you to
get for me. If so, you will be able to
get it back. The boys will have
enjoyed my parcels but it can’t be
helped.
It is now a fortnight since we were
captured and this is the first chance
I have had to write. We are allowed
to write two letters a month, on the
15th and 30th, but I don’t expect
you will receive them as we write.
Well, considering all, I think myself
a lucky chap to come through after
a scrap like we had. Nearly all my
pals were knocked out and it was
the biggest wonder in the world
that I wasn’t.
Thank God I am still alive! I hope
that before many weeks have gone
by we shall all be at home again.
You mustn’t forget to put plenty of
cigarettes in the parcel. A box of
Woodbines would be all right and
would last a few weeks.
Writing on May 30th he says: We
are allowed to receive six parcels
per month so I hope you won’t
forget me. What I should like you
to send me is far too much to say as
we fancy ourselves eating all sorts
of luxuries.
Australians
If I can get some plain stuff I shall
be well satisfied and thankful. After
you have sent me one of these
parcels or before the winter comes
on, I hope you will send me a
bundle of underclothes, braces etc.
Nearly all the chaps in this ward
are Australians so I am gaining
some knowledge of farming.
Father, get plenty of pig-sties built
for when I get home. We have
reckoned it up and pigs are the
most profitable so that’s my job
when I get back if my leg is all
right.
I hope you will agree with the
business. If you don’t, look out for
a small farm. But it wouldn’t be a
bad idea for George and me to
extend the Old Hall farm. You do
the buying and selling and we two
do the graft. Let me know what you
think about it.
Tell mother I often think about
those good dinners she used to
make. Oh for some apple
dumpling! What an appetite I shall
have when I get back!
When will this terrible war finish?
Biscuits
Every week each Britisher in the
hospital is allowed biscuits. Well,
we should get them every week but
sometimes we miss. Since I came
here we have had two lots, each of
three half-pound packets sent by
Huntley and Palmer’s. Eating those
biscuits after having this ‘tucker’ is
just like having fruit and custard.
On 8 February 1918, the
newspapeer reported:
Pte Ernest Kell of the Duke of
Wellington’s Regt, younger son of
Mr and Mrs R Kell of the Old Hall,
Esholt, was one of the 320
prisoners of war who were
repatriated a few weeks ago.
Pte Kell was amongst the first to
join the colours in the groups first
called up under the Derby Scheme
and after training on Salisbury
Plain and in Suffolk, went out to
France over a year ago.
After experiencing much severe
fighting he was missing from 3rd
May last. The anxieties of his
parents were relieved somewhat
when they received a letter from
him about six weeks later
informing them that he was
suffering from wounds, a broken
leg, and was a prisoner.
Thanks to Ancestry we have been
able to find that in 1921 Ernest
married Doris Mabel Busfield from
Guiseley.
According to the 1939 survey, when
the family was living at Garden
Cottage, Esholt Hall, and Ernest
was working as the Estate
Surveyor, they had a daughter,
Joan.