Early Life and Exploration
Frederick Courteney Selous was born on 31 December 1851 at Regents Park, London, as one of the five children of an aristocratic family, third generation of part French-Huguenot heritage. His father, Frederick Lokes Slous (original spelling) (1802–1892), was notably Chairman of the London Stock Exchange and his mother, Ann Holgate Sherborn (1827–1913), was a published poetess. One of his uncles was the painter Henry Courtney Selous. Frederick had three sisters, Florence (born 1850), Annie Berryman (born 1853), Sybil Jane (born 1862), and one brother, Edmund Selous (1857–1934), who became a famous ornithologist. The love for the outdoors and wildlife was shared only by his brother; however all of the family members were artistically inclined, beside being successful in business.
At 42, Selous settled in Worplesdon, England, and married 20 year old Marie Catherine Gladys Maddy (born 1874), daughter of a clergyman Canon Henry William Maddy, and had two sons, Frederick Hatherley Bruce Selous (1898–1918) and Harold Sherborn Selous.
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