Folkestone
Daily News 5-12-1912
Local News
It is with regret that we have to record the passing
away of Mr. James Pankhurst, of the British Lion, on the Bayle. He died of the
malignant scourge which takes of so many at about the age of 60, viz., cancer
on the liver. Whether that complaint is more prevalent in Folkestone than other
places we cannot say, but it is evidently being painfully brought to our notice
by the loss of so many of our old friends.
Mr. James Pankhurst was an old friend and an old
inhabitant, respected and loved by all who came in contact with him. He was one
of the oldest jobmasters in the town, and his father before him. Modern science
and the process of evolution has brought the taxi cab and motor carriage, but
the old-fashioned, well-appointed carriage and pair, or carriage and four still
has charm and attraction for those who love old custom. Mr. James Pankhurst was
one of the smartest drivers in the town, and could handle the ribbons with the
best. Whether single, landau, or four-in-hand, our old friend was equally
expert and at home.
At the British Lion he has been the most genial host
and landlord, and has always taken his part as a loyal and patriotic citizen.
We join with the whole town in tendering our sympathy towards those he has left
behind.
Note: Date is at variance with More Bastions.
Folkestone Herald
7-12-1912
Local News
The funeral of the late Mr. J. Pankhurst, of the British
Lion, The Bayle, took place at the Folkestone Cemetery on Monday afternoon,
amidst many signs of mourning.
Folkestone
Express 18-1-1913
Local News
At
the Police Court on Wednesday the following licence was transferred: The
British Lion, from the late Mr. Pankhurst to Mr. J. Pankhurst
Folkestone
Herald 18-1-1914
Local
News
At a special transfer sessions of the Folkestone Borough Bench, before Mr. E.T. Ward, Mr. W.G. Herbert, Lieut. Colonel Fynmore, Mr. G.I. Swoffer, Major G.E. Leggett, Mr. R.J. Linton, and Mr. G. Boyd, the licence of the British Lion, The Bayle, was transferred to Mr. H. Pankhurst. It was explained that Mr. Pankhurst had in reality been carrying on the business for some time for his father, who recently died.
At a special transfer sessions of the Folkestone Borough Bench, before Mr. E.T. Ward, Mr. W.G. Herbert, Lieut. Colonel Fynmore, Mr. G.I. Swoffer, Major G.E. Leggett, Mr. R.J. Linton, and Mr. G. Boyd, the licence of the British Lion, The Bayle, was transferred to Mr. H. Pankhurst. It was explained that Mr. Pankhurst had in reality been carrying on the business for some time for his father, who recently died.
Folkestone
Herald 27-1-1917
Felix
Duty took me to the last meeting of the Gardeners`
Society, which holds its meetings fortnightly on the large club room of the
famous old-time hostelry, the British Lion, on The Bayle. For many years has
this self-same room served a useful purpose. It was here that the Victoria
Lodge of Druids first saw the light of day; here, too, that many an old-time
free-and-easy was held long before the people were so “good” as they are
nowadays. It was here, too, that many Folkestone tradesmen were wont to gather
to do their best with either a jovial song or recitation. They loved a chorus
then, and I hear some of the old boys now singing in strident tones “Join in
the chorus, Join in the chorus, Join in the chorus, It is a chorus song”.
And the company did join in until those old rafters
rang again. The British Lion has a character about it not to be associated with
any other licensed house in the town. Old fashioned, curiously constructed, it
has an air of old-time comfort about it that is pleasant to note. The late Mr.
James Pankhurst – and a better and juster man never lived – studied the comfort
of his customers. The excellent smoking room is evidence of this. The fine old
prints, the grandfather`s clock, the cosy fire, and excellent seating
accommodation remind one of some of those famous old inns to be met with in
Yorkshire.
I hold no brief for the present proprietor, Mr. H.
Pankhurst, but this I do say; If all the licensed houses in Folkestone were
made as comfortable as this, and conducted on the same excellent lines, there
would not be such an outcry in some quarters as there is against such places. A
delightful relic of the past, a real inn in the proper acceptance of the term –
that is the British Lion.
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