Birth1844, London, Middlesex, England1328
Spouses
BirthBET. 1835 - 1836, London, Middlesex, England1328
*New [OCCU]1881, Merchant1328
*New [OCCU]1965, Feather Merchant1330
Marriage20 Apr 1863, 38 Finsbury St., London1331
Notes for Sarah SOLOMON
From "Notes on the Geneology of the Phillips family" by Eric Phillips, 1951
The eldest and best-looking daughter, my great-aunt Sarah, married Myer Salaman. He was an immensely rich importer of ostrich feathers with a penchant for the company of artists and musicians. I would guess that he was a relative of Charles Kensington Salaman, a mid-Victorian Pianist and composer, who appears in the Dictionary of National Biography. Myer and Sarah had a large house in Mill Hill where they entertained interesting people and had 13 (or was it 16?) children in all. I remember visiting Aunt Sarah with my father when she was living as a widow in an imitation Queen Anne house at the corner of Harley and New Cavendish Streets and being shown the family scrap-book with her children and grand-children's paintings and drawings.
The children of Myer and Sarah, my father's first cousins, inherited enough money to take up a country life if they wished to do so, as some did. Others entered the professions or married professional men. One sister had a son, Robin Cohen, who was a contemporary of mine at Balliol and had a career on the New York stage under the name of Robin Craven. One of the brothers had a daughter, Peggy Salaman, who made quite a stir in the early 'thirties when she became the first woman aviator to fly solo to the Cape. Some of the other grandchildren of Myer and Sarah, i.e. my second cousins, were leading lights in the Ballet Rambert in its early days at the Mercury Theatre. Merula Salaman, who married Sir Alec Guiness, is presumably one of the family, as, I Imagine, are some young men and women of the name who appear from time to time in small or medium-sized roles in T.V. plays and serials. The Salamans tended to have exotic names, to be broad and short with reddish hair and to gaze dreamily into the distance when in conversation, though no doubt the exceptions to this generalisation exceeded the rule I