Samuel Morton Peto - Family

Family

In May 1831 Peto married Mary Grissell, one of the sisters of his later partner, Thomas Grissell. They had four children before Mary's death in 1842:

  1. Henry (1840–1938) who succeeded as the 2nd baronet on 1899
  2. Annie
  3. Sophia
  4. Mary, who married Penruddocke Wyndham, a grandson of Colonel Wadham Wyndham, in 1852 and had two daughters.

Peto then married Sarah Ainsworth Kelsall, the daughter of Henry Kelsall of Rochdale. Peto and Sarah had many children. Of these:

  1. Morton Kelsall (b. 1845)
  2. William Herbert (b. 1849)
  3. Samuel Arthur (b. 1852)
  4. Harold Ainsworth (1854–1933), the celebrated landscape architect. (Source: Mowl, T. Historic Gardens of Wiltshire, London: Tempus Publishing, 2004.)
  5. Frank Kelsall (b. 1858)
  6. Basil Edward Peto (1862–1945), created a baronet in his own right in 1927. His grandson Christopher Peto, 3rd Bt. was a Conservative politician. (Source: 107th edition of Burke, Peerage, Baronetage and Knightage, London: 2004).
  7. Sarah
  8. Maude
  9. Edith
  10. Emily
  11. Helen Agnes, who married Lawrence Ingham Baker, son of the former Liberal MP for Frome; he was a magistrate of Somerset. They lived at Wayford Manor, near Crewkerne, Somerset.

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