AN AGED IMMIGRANT.

Otago Daily Times, Issue 19996, 13 January 1927, Page 16

AN AGED IMMIGRANT.

BLITHE WOMAN OF 95 TEARS.

“GRANNY” ROBINSON’S PLANS. Going on record as Canada’s oldest immigrant. “Granny” Robinson, 95 years of ago, stepped blithely off the gangway of the Canadian Pacific liner Monclare at Quebec, for her first “breather" in the land of her adoption. She spent a happy day viewing the sights of Montreal and then entrained westward with her son J. E. Robinson, to her new home in London, Ontario. “Granny” left her native city of Clossop, England, purposely to see her great grandchildren, all of whom were bom in Canada, and to spend the rest of her life with her son. Mr Robinson has spent many years of his life farming in the vicinity of London and founded the Canadian branch of the family which his mother is so proudly looking forward to seeing. Aboard the Monclare she was beloved by all. She was not sick a day. The ship’s nurses were proud of “Granny,” who had l >een entrusted to their special charge at the start of the voyage. But. they declared. she was the most cheerful soul aboard and never at any time on the trip showed the slightest signs of becoming a patient. “Granny” was delighted with her experience. She declared it was the first holiday she has had in all her 95 years. And, furthermore, she • wanted it fully understood she was not going to Canada on an indefinite holiday She plans to do her share of the housework as is the custom of the Lancashire stock to which she belongs. Many events have happened during “Granny’s” long life. She remembers the return of the Crimean veterans; she was in the cheering throngs that greeted the “Tommies” coming back from South Africa early in the present century and her family were well represented in the Imperial and Colonial troops which fought in Flanders, France and the East. But “Granny” is not looking backwards. She is quite up-to-date. Instead of the oldfashioned bonnet, laces and cameos, she wears a smart little toque and cape, and in every way is in keeping with the twentieth century. Her pathway to the new land was not entirely smooth. She should have come on an earlier boat. Her trunk and baggage were all packed on a cab in front of her old home in Clossop and “Granny” herself was all ready to leave when her 63-year-old nephew came up to announce some difficulty in connection with the immigration authorities and “Granny” had to delay her departure) But she soon got over that, die says, and now she is looking ahead to her new life in the senior British dominion across the' seas.