Family
William Boyd Carpenter was the second son of the Rev. Henry Carpenter of Liverpool, perpetual curate of St Michael's Church, Aigburth, who married (marriage license 1837 in Derry) Hester Boyd of Derry, sister of Archibald Boyd, Dean of Exeter. Her father was Archibald Boyd (born about 1764 of Saint Leonards, Shoreditch, London, England), who married Sarah Bodden there on 13 July 1789. Their eldest son was Archibald Boyd.
William Boyd Carpenter eventually fathered a total of 5 sons and 6 daughters. He married his first wife, Harriet Charlotte Peers, in 1864; she bore him 8 children. He married a second wife, Annie Maude Gardner, in 1883, who bore him three further children. The eldest Grandson, Francis was the father of Sir Henry Boyd-Carpenter KCVO (11 October 1939) Senior Partner of Farrer & Co,the Royal Solicitors. His second son William became Professor of Oriental Languages at Georgetown University, Washington DC. His grandson Michael (19 February 1932) was Senior Partner of Joseph Sebag & Co Stockbrokers. His fourth son, Archibald (26 March 1873 – 27 May 1937), was a Conservative MP and minister, as was Archibald's son the Lord Boyd-Carpenter (2 June 1908 – 11 July 1998).His children are Viscountess Hailsham. & Lieutenant General Sir Thomas Boyd-Carpenter .
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