Robert Clegg was born in 1825 at Wardleworth, in Rochdale, and baptised that September into a Lancashire weaving family — the eldest son of Edmund Clegg, a handloom weaver, and Jane Schofield. He was fifteen when his father died, in January 1841; his mother, left a widow with a houseful of children, married again — a Castleton bleacher named Abraham Mills — and it was that second marriage that carried the whole family east. By 1851 the Cleggs and the Millses had crossed from Rochdale to Hull together, and the census finds them under one roof at Front Factory Lane in the Groves, a Sutton district that had become a colony of transplanted Lancashire cotton folk. Robert, twenty-five, was a cotton packer, the trade he would keep for twenty years.
In 1853, at St Andrew's, Drypool, he married Ellen Pizer — the register records him signing his name while Ellen made her mark — and they raised their family in the Groves, at Church Row and then Howard Street, where the 1861 and 1871 censuses find them. Ellen died in February 1870, at forty; the 1871 census shows Robert a widower of forty-six, keeping his three children still at home, his late wife's aged mother in the house. Two of the couple's children, Emma and John, had already died as small children.
Then his life doubled back on itself. With his children grown, Robert returned to Lancashire — not to Rochdale but to the Liverpool docks, where the 1881 and 1891 censuses find him a cotton porter, first with his unmarried daughter Sarah Jane keeping house, later a lodger among strangers. It was the cotton trade that had first drawn the family out of Lancashire, and the cotton trade that drew him back to it.
In his old age he came home to his daughter Elizabeth. By 1901 he was a widowed visitor in the household of Elizabeth and her husband William Henry Brock; by 1911, at eighty-five, he was the "wife's father" and a pensioner in their east-Hull shop at Dansom Lane. He died in 1919, in his ninety-fifth year, at James Reckitt Avenue in Garden Village, and was buried at St James', Sutton, beneath a stone that already carried his wife and his two lost children — a Rochdale weaver's son who had outlived the century he was born into and the first years of the next.
Composed from validated records · 2026-07-07