The Stratton Brown Brothers |
This account of the Stratton Brown family is based almost entirely on material (letters and newspaper clippings) sent to me by Mrs Fiona van Lidth de Jeude in Holland. I first made contact with her in 1998 when the boys of the V.I. Museum reported that Mrs van Lidth de Jeude had visited the school in search of information on her two uncles, Charles and Henry Stratton Brown. With the address provided by the V.I. boys, I entered into correspondence with her via good old-fashioned snail mail. Mrs van Lidth de Jeude was the former Fiona Brown, the grand daughter of Miss Stratton Brown, the founder of first government girls English school in Kuala Lumpur in 1896. She later managed the Strattton Estate in Petaling. Mrs van Lidth de Jeude herself was born in Malaya and had spent many years in the country. Originally I was only interested in information regarding her two uncles, Charles and Henry Stratton Brown, both Old Victorians, as there is sparse information on them in the back issues of The Victorian. They apparently had completed their schooling at V.I. well before the school magazine first made its appearance in 1923. However, Mrs van Lidth de Jeude's account of the Stratton Brown saga in the colonial era, is of such historical interest that her entire (edited) account is posted below followed by photographs and newspaper clippings. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * My grandmother was an extremely well travelled lady and had even been around Cape Horn when she was two years old a sailing ship (barque). The situation was like this:- great grandfather would collect his ship (new one) in Glasgow, go out East via South Africa, trade around the Pacific area for a while, collect wool from Melbourne and go back to Glasgow via Cape Horn. It used to take about seven months to get to Singapore and then, with the China trade as well, a journey would take about two years to get back to Glasgow. Because he was a captain, and had been from the age of 24, his wife was allowed to travel with him. Grandmother was born on December 1st, 1872. Unfortunately, when her sister was born three years later (also in Glasgow), great grandmother died and both the girls were put in the care of great grandmother s sister who lived in Brighton. Grandmother went then to a finishing school in Remagen, Germany, and then to Cambridge to do a Post Graduate course for teachers. She did very well there, even though all the ladies, also from Newnham and Girton, had to sit apart from the gentlemen! She spent six months at a school in Stamford Hill before she was selected by the Colonial Office to go out to Malaya (or the FMS as it was known then). Grandmother she was known as Miss Stratton - arrived in Malaya in 1896 with a three year contract from the Colonial Office in London to start the first Government English School for girls. Boys under seven years were allowed but the pupils she had were mostly Chinese towkays children with, of course, Eurasians and Europeans whose ages varied from seven to fifteen years. The Chinese girls were secluded when they reached puberty so they stayed at school only until eleven years of age. At the time when grandmother s contract was coming to an end the Methodists had arrived and were looking for land and a building. My grandmother suggested to the Government that they (the Methodists) should take over the school when her contract ended and that is what happened. Her school became the Methodist Girls School. She then took over St George s school in Penang and was there about three years and then, in 1902, she went as Headmistress to the newly opened St Michael s School just being started by the Kilburn sisters in Maymyo in the Northern Shan States in Upper Burma for European children. The Kilburn sisters already had large girls schools in Burma and a very large mixed school in Rangoon. In the beginning of 1903, she returned to Selangor and went to Singapore where she married Mr James Brown of the FMS Government Printing Department at St Andrews Cathedral. She was married there because my great grandfather s ship (he was a merchant navy captain) was docked there and he only had a short time before he had to leave! My grandparents settled in Kuala Lumpur and lived next to the Museum and there Hal, Charles and Beatrice (my mother) were born. All the three children were given the name Stratton but it is not hyphenated. What used to happen was that there would be several Browns and it was then usual to add on another name just to differentiate between the different Browns! Stratton was my grandmother s maiden name but it was given as an extra name in the christening to all three children. Henry (or Hal as he was always called by his family and friends) was born on 23rd November 1903 and Charles on 10th February 1905. Both went to the V.I. presumably from a very early age (the school then catered for pupils from infant school to Senior Cambridge) as I don't know where else they would have gone. They would have had Mr Bennett Shaw as their headmaster. There was also a Mr Stainer who was Assistant Master who later joined The Malay Mail. Grandmother in her original autobiography said that the grounds of the original V.I. went down to the river and, in the old days, the masters who could shoot used to go down to the river during recess to shoot crocodiles. One master once shot a ten-footer! I think both boys were quite intelligent - Hal was particularly good at sports - and when Charles was thirteen he was the first boy in the FMS and Straits Settlement to be given the Governor of Singapore's nomination for the Royal Navy. He passed the examination papers sent out to him in Kuala Lumpur and was sent to Osborne in England then used for thirteen year old cadets as preliminary to Dartmouth which he was sent to. This was in 1918. My grandmother had to have permission from the Secretary of State in England to take her two boys to England as it was war time. However the war ended in November of that year just before they reached England in their ship. Uncle Hal went to Tonbridge School in Kent and afterwards to Hawkesbury Agricultural College in Sydney, Australia. He married at 21 and left Sydney with his bride for an aerial honeymoon in a plane flown by his new brother-in-law, Captain E. W. Percival, a crack Australian pilot. Back in Malaya he did all sorts of things like sailing, motor-biking and more flying. Uncle Hal was (and probably still is) the only person who ever landed on the Fraser's Hill golf course because he lost his propeller (again). It was found in the jungle, brought to Fraser's Hill, remounted and off he flew again! He was manager of the No. 2 Dredge Petaling Tin. As war clouds gathered in Malaya, he joined the FMS Volunteer Royal Air Force. He was killed in May 1941 in his final test flight with his instructor, Flight-Lieut J.H. Allen, in Johore due to a heavy rain storm. Both of them were experienced flying men. It should have been easy but, if your time has come, nothing will stop it. Uncle Hal had one daughter, Pamela. For many years Grandmother played the harmonium in St Mary s Church and also trained the choir. But in 1908 she decided she had to earn some more money as grandfather was due to retire a couple of years later. Although grandfather, as a government servant, was not allowed to own property, my grandmother asked permission to buy land in Petaling and that permission was given by William Taylor (later Sir William) who was Resident-General, as long as grandfather had nothing to do with it. He knew that Grandmother had her own money as the Federation Government had bought her father s Tanjong Pagar shares from the trustees. She bought fifty acres from an Indian and then, in 1910 and 1911, bought another 100 acres and planted rubber. It became known as Stratton Estate, Petaling. Then in 1912, she had a small house built on the Estate and the family went and lived there. Grandmother lived there right up to the war when she was about the last European woman to leave K.L. My father was Sutherland Brown and he was a planter in the Kapar area. He was one of ten children and I think my other grandparents couldn t think of another name for him so his Christian name, Sutherland, was my paternal grandmother s maiden name! My mother and father - both Browns were no relation to each other and so, in this case, Brown married Brown! And for the same reason that grandmother was known as Mrs Stratton Brown, my mother was known as Mrs Sutherland Brown. Do you get the picture? I was christened Fiona Beatrice Sutherland Brown because Sutherland was a family name on my father s side. I was the bridesmaid to my Uncle Charles in Malta in 1934 when I was six years old. I was then on the way to England with my mother to go to a boarding school and spend my holidays with my father s eldest sister. That used to be the way for European children at that time it was considered healthier than remaining in the tropics and schools in the Cameron Highlands did not yet exist. I started in England when I was at boarding school but lived in London during the holidays. When the war started, Grandmother was on leave in England and so my parents thought it would be a good idea if she took me back to Malaya where it would be safer! We left in September 1940 in a huge convoy right round the North of Scotland, went practically to New York and then down to Cape Town. (All this to evade German U-boats!) Then from Cape Town to Durban and straight across the Indian Ocean to Penang when we were on our own. The journey took about two months! I spent one year at the Cameron Highlands Convent (Pensionnât de Notre Dame in those days) and we came down on December 8th, 1941 for our Christmas holidays and, of course, Pearl Harbour! We celebrated Christmas but I did have a school friend staying with me because her father had come all the way from Bangkok to Penang when we broke up for the holidays to ask her to stay with a friend, because he didn t consider Bangkok safe. My father managed to put him on a ship that was going to India he couldn t go back to Bangkok. My father was on Home Guard duty as he was the General Manager and his assistants from the other estates had been called up. He had become General Manager of Vallambrosa Rubber Company by then (Ladang Sungai Kapar today) and I am so glad that I went to Malaya in 1940 as I would otherwise hardly have known my father. From 1934 to 1940 he had only once been on leave and that was in 1938 my mother had also come home in 1936. Uncle Charles was in the thick of naval action in the Mediterranean. His ship, the H.M.S. Barham, was struck by three torpedoes from German submarine U-331 off Sidi Barrani in North Africa in November 1941. She blew up in less than five minutes taking 862 men - 56 officers and 806 enlisted men - with her. There were 450 survivors including Uncle Charles. He went down with the ship with his binoculars round his neck but was saved coming up in an air bubble. He suffered stomach trouble for many years afterwards and was given shore jobs. War eventually came to Malaya and at the beginning of January 1942 there were masses of troops in Malaya the Indian army, Australians, British, etc. We had one or two false alarms when all the women and children were told to go south. Eventually everyone left in the beginning of January. The estates had to be abandoned. We left everything behind except one trunk for the three of us (my mother, friend and myself). We went to Tebrau Estate near Johore Bharu where we stayed three weeks. I had malaria at that time and had to spend a few days in hospital. My grandmother arrived later. She had gone into K.L. one day and met a British colonel who asked her what on earth she was doing in K.L. and that she had to leave straight away! Nearer to the end of January my father joined us. Then we all went to Singapore and he managed to get passages on 29th January for my mother, friend and myself on a ship that was going to Bombay. My grandmother went on another ship that eventually took her to England. At that time it was chaos in Singapore women and children were being pushed off, most of them not knowing where they would be going, British troops still arriving in Singapore just to be captured in February and the Japanese were bombing the shipping. We three reached Bombay and to our great relief the father of our friend was in hospital there with sciatica. He was so happy to see his daughter safe. My father then joined the Indian Army Signals because of his languages and was made Second Lieutenant. The colonel of the Regiment was a friend of his and took him on. Father did not know anything about Signals but he looked after the men under him in every other way. He was eventually captured and ended up in Changi where he died in April 1942 of a typhus injection that had gone wrong and went to his heart. Of course we only heard this after the war from his friends who wrote to my mother. She also received letters from a major in the Signals who had kept his gold cigarette case all through the camp years and from the Sergeant under him who was full of gratitude for the way my father had looked after his men. Mummie and I stayed in Bombay for two months and she decided that we would go back to England which we did and I went back to my old school in Wales. We lived in London and also experienced the V1 and V2 bombs! After the war grandmother was amongst the first of the civilians to return to Malaya because of the plantation, but she had to have a military permit. And she remained on that Estate until the British finally left in 1959. Grandmother sold the Estate to a Chinese kongsi before she left. She was very well-known in those days and was often called the Grand Old Lady of Malaya. I also think she was the only woman who owned her own rubber estate. She had a difficult time after the war because of the rubber prices and the fact that the Japanese had destroyed a lot of the rubber trees, but she managed everything herself! A lot of guts! In January 1947 we went back to Malaya and lived with my grandmother (who had gone back in 1946 as one of the first women because she had her estate to deal with) until my mother married again. Mother and I both got jobs and she worked at the Government offices opposite the Selangor Club while I started as Secretary (Confidential) with the Pre-Occupation Claims Commission which eventually became the War Damages Claims Commission. I ended up as Confidential Secretary to the Chairman of War Damage and stayed there until I eventually left in 1954. My mother remarried in 1948 and stayed until the British left in 1959. Of course they and I had leave in between. When mother married again I went to live in K.L. with her and my stepfather who was Controller of Posts, Selangor. We lived in Hose Drive which was close to Birch Road and the V.I. I don t think Hose Road exists any more! I used to play a lot of sports all year round, especially hockey. I played for Selangor Club on the padang where the underground car park and all those flowers are now! I was also selected to represent Selangor and played for about four years in that team as left wing. I met my husband through the hockey he played for Selangor Club, Selangor, the North Side and for Malaya when the all-India team came in 1953. He even scored against them! But of course Malaya lost. He was always known as Van Lidth some thought his Christian name was Van but the name was so long that he left it at that. His name is Eef. We got married in London and never went back to Malaya except for holidays. I always have a soft spot for Malaysia being the land of my birth as well as my mother s and her two brothers. Uncle Charles had three sons but, unfortunately, through a divorce from his wife, he had very little chance to have contact with his boys until many years later. I am trying to remember when Charles died. My grandmother died in July or August 1966. My mother died on 11th August 1984 and looking through my old diaries I saw that I wrote Charles a letter in 1988 when he was very ill in hospital and I think he died that year. He would have been 82 or 83 years old. Looking at the photo of the St Mary s Church choir from the 1936 V.I. magazine, I didn t realize that my grandfather was a tenor and I didn t know that my grandmother had been presented with that photo. I could easily recognize him because his son Charles was what we call the splitting image of him, except for the moustache. My grandparents certainly knew the Talalla family and all the other prominent people it was such a small community in those days compared with the K.L. of today! All the names that Mr Towers mentions are familiar to me as well as my grandmother. My grandmother mentioned a whole lot of names in her autobiography in her early years. Unfortunately she lost all her records when she had to leave Malaya after the war when she was back in her Estate. What a pity I don t remember the planting of the flame tree (in Henry s memory in 1949) at the V.I.; otherwise I would have made the effort to look at them when I was there in 1998 to see if they still existed. |
Henry Stratton Brown
OLD BOYS' JOTTINGS |
MARRIED LAST NIGHT An exclusive camera study by Monte Luke for the Evening News of Mrs Henry Stratton Brown (née Miss Elma Percival). Her marriage to Mr Stratton Brown of the Federated Malay States took place last night. It was arranged that they should leave for Palm Beach by aeroplane for the honeymoon. |
GOING BY 'PLANE ON A HONEYMOON |
NO FUSS
With less fuss than a couple embarking on the Melbourne express or
an interstate steamer or even a suburban motor 'bus, Mr Harry Stratton
Brown and his bride set out on their aerial honey from Mascot today. |
A LOCAL PILOT |
FLYING IN MALAYA
The brand new Avro Avian, the 105-120 h.p. light land aeroplane
(the first of its kind to be imported into Malaya for a private
owner), which, as first reported by the Malay Mail, has
been bought by Mr H. Stratton Brown of Hawkesbury, Petaling, was
wheeled down Orchard Road, Singapore, from the work-shop, where
it was assembled to the show-room of Malayan Motors on Monday
afternoon. |
MR STRATTON BROWN |
NIGHT FLYING OVER KUALA LUMPUR |
AIRMAN BEGINS A NEW ADVENTURE
The sun-tanned man in shirt-sleeves and white ducks, standing on
the narrow deck of his ketch-rigged yacht, told me of a philosophy
he has formed after 25 years in Malaya. |
DEATH |
FUNERAL OF FLT-LT J. A. ALLEN |
FUNERAL OF HENRY STRATTON BROWN |
THE SCHOOL BELL
17th March - Mr Anthony Eden officially opened the new Library and
unveiled the War Memorial. |
Charles Stratton Brown
OLD BOYS' JOTTINGS |
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A marriage has been arranged and will take place in Malta
this month, between Lieutenant C.R. Stratton Brown, R.N.,
son of the late Mr James Brown, Government Printer, F.M.S.,
and Mrs Brown, of Petaling, and Aileen Margaret Frances (Betty),
daughter of Mr L. S. S. O'Malley, of 7, Marston Ferry Road,
Oxford. |
NAVAL WEDDING IN MALTA |
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The Daily News Monday August 2, 1937
NAVY WEEK - The Lord Mayor of London, Sir George Broadbridge, escorted by
the Commander-in-Chief, The Nore (Admiral Sir Edward Evans), inspecting
the guard of honour provided by blue-jackets from H.M.S. Pembroke
when he arrived at Chatham on Saturday. [Charles is at extreme left] |
Source unknown; Undated Officers of the U.S. destroyer Flusser with the mayors of Chatham, Gillingham and Rochester, at Chatham Town Hall, yesterday. [Charles is second from right.] |
Source unknown; Undated Charles (centre foreground) with other principal officers attending the funeral of Major S. A. Field, R.N. at Chatham. |
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Daily Telegraph, November 1941 |
World War II; Time-Life Books; The Mediterranean, 1981
...Admiral Cunningham was on board the battleship Queen Elizabeth
patrolling in the central Mediterranean with a task force from Alexandria
when, just as he sat down to tea at 4:30 p.m., he heard a thumping noise
like cannon fire in the middle distance. Climbing the lader to the bridge,
he saw the accompanying battleship Barham listing to port. The
Barham had been struck by three torpedoes from a German submarine.
"The poor ship rolled nearly over onto her beam-ends," Cunningham wrote
later of the episode, "and we saw the men massing on her upturned side. A
minute or two later there came the dull rumble of a terrific explosion as
one of her main magazines blew up. The ship became completely hidden in a
great cloud of yellowish-black smoke, which went wreathing and eddying high
into the sky. When it cleared away, the Barham had disappeared.
There was nothing but a bubbling, oily patch on the calm surface of the sea,
dotted with the wreckage and the heads of swimmers. It was ghastly to look
at, a horrible and awe-inspiring spectacle. |
Triumph and Disaster in the Mediterranean: 1941 Photo of the H.M.S. Barham exploding. Given to Commander Dennis after the war by Von Tiesenhausen, the Commander of U-331 that sank her. |
World War II; Time-Life Books; The Mediterranean, 1981 Wearing an oversized homemade decoration presented by his crew, U-Boat Captain Hans-Friedrich von Tiesenhausen (right) accepts the congratulations of his flotilla commander after sinking the British battleship Barham on November 25, 1941. Tiesenhausen soon was awarded a real Knight's Cross for his feat. |
Source unknown; Monday November 27, 1961 Three survivors of the sinking of the battleship at the H.M.S. Barham Survivors Association gathering aboard H.M.S. President, London, yesterday, to mark the twentieth anniversary of the disaster. From left, Lieutenant J. Coward, Commander A. J. Cobham, G.C., and Commander Stratton Brown. |
Source unknown; Undated Another ceremony which recalled the war was the presentation of colours yesterday to the War Unit (the Barham unit) of the Sea Cadet Corps. Commander Stratton Brown and Petty Officer Ludwig (left), survivors of H.M.S. Barham, torpedoed in 1941, talked to some of the cadets. |
Last update on 5 February 2007. Contributed by: Chung Chee Min
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