Frank Meredith, Private 2158, D Coy 5th Battalion Cheshire Regiment
Killed in action 24th April 1915 in Belgium, aged 20
Frank Meredith was baptised at St Peter’s Church, Macclesfield on 25th November 1894, the son of Elizabeth and William Meredith, a circular sawyer, of 112 Vincent Street.
By 1901 the family had moved a short distance along the road to 102 Vincent Street and Frank was living with his parents and siblings Sarah (19), William (12), Lilian (10), Fred (4) and baby Harriett, 9 months old. Ten years later the family had moved again, this time to 42 Buckley Street, Macclesfield, and Frank was working as a ‘silk bagman’ – a travelling salesman, working for a silk broker. Of the twelve children born to Frank’s parents, seven had died.
Frank attested at Macclesfield and after his initial training was drafted to France on 14th February 1915. The 5th Battalion formed part of the 14th brigade which progressed into Flanders and, along with the 1st and 2nd Battalions of the Cheshire Regiment, were engaged in hostilities, firstly at Gravenstafel, and then at Hill 60 and the second battle of Ypres, from 17th April to 25th May 1915. Frank was killed in action on 24th April 1915.
Private Frank Meredith is buried in grave ref. I. F. 4. in Spoilbank Cemetery in Belgium. His mother requested that a cross and the following inscription should be added to his headstone:
“REST IN THE LORD”
A silk bookmark in memory of Frank, printed with details of his death and with his photo affixed, has been discovered. No doubt many more of these were made, using locally-produced silk, in remembrance of those who died. Many thanks to Steve and to the owner of the bookmark for allowing us to use the photo.
The bookmark reads:
In Loving Memory
D Comp., 5th Cheshire Regt.
The Dearly Beloved Son of WILLIAM
and ELIZABETH MEREDITH.
Aged 20 Years;
Who was Killed in Action on
Hill 60, France,
April 24th 1915,
whilst serving with the
British Expeditionary Force
in the great European War against Germany and Austria.
Dear is the spot where our loved one is laid,
Dear is his memory, it will never fade;
Roses may wither, leaves cease to be,
Others may forget him, but never can we.
From Loving FATHER and MOTHER
42 Buckley Street,