I picked up ancestors at a charity shop last week for 50 p each. Now they stand on my mantelpiece.
Their personalities seem quite clear to me. So let me indulge myself & frivolously divine them.
This lady (Florence?) is wearing cheap mourning. She's beautiful but her face is petulantly furrowed. Quick but not a nuanced thinker. I surmise she has been left by her lover (a sham marriage, perhaps?) with an inconvenient baby.
This photo was taken in Oxford in August 1876. His name might be Matthew. He's definitely studying for the ministry. A sincere (if naive) face. He will probably marry and have children but nurse a hidden unspoken passion for someone else all his life.
More to come...