No. 452
Crime, Eccentricity, and the Sporting Life in 19th Century America.
December 13, 2019

October.

Above we give a representation of a portion of the work which occupies the New England farmer at thi
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Renoir, "Luncheon of the Boating Party" This Friday the 13th Link Dump is hosted by some lucky black cats! The tragedies of Tumbling Run. How alcohol saved humanity. Superstitions about magnets. Turning song into art.  Literally. This week in Russian Weird looks at their Valley of Death. A look at Christmas 1819. If you're going to have a funeral for a doll, best to
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Strange Company - 12/13/2019

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Lizzie’s Old School Chum, Augusta Poole (Mrs. Cyrus Tripp) Shelley M. Dziedzic, October 2019 (all rights reserved) During the hot …

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Lizzie Borden: Warps and Wefts - 10/19/2019

Per the BBC’s report of a Saudi Interior Ministry statement, a woman named Amina bint Abdul Halim bin Salem Nasser was beheaded for sorcery in the northern province of Jawf on this date in 2011. The London-based newspaper, al-Hayat, quoted a member of the religious police as saying that she was in her 60s and […]
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Executed Today - 12/12/2019
Jeff and Joe Soapy Smith buries Joe Simmons The Illustrated Police News April 9, 1892 (Click image to enlarge) oe Simmons was a tall, slender gambler known to many as “Gambler Joe” Simmons, a member of the Soap Gang who managed Soapy Smith's Tivoli Club in Denver, 1890, and Soapy's Orleans Club in Creede, 1892. According to William Devere’s poem "Two Little Busted Shoes," Simmons
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Soapy Smith's Soap Box - 3/25/2019
William J. Elder, aged 61, was addicted to drink and when under its influence was violent and uncontrollable. His wife tolerated his abuse as long as she could then packed up and moved out of their farm in Hammonton, New Jersey, leaving behind her two sons, Robert and Mathew. In 1887, 19-year-old Robert Elder moved out of his father’s house as well. 12-Year old Mathew Elder was still
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Murder By Gaslight - 12/7/2019

It’s the blue hour in “Rainy Day, New York,” a 1940 painting by Leon Dolice—a Vienna-born artist who came to Manhattan in the 1920s. The sun has sunk below the horizon, and sidewalks and buildings are cast in a blueish glow, illuminated by streetlamps, car headlights, and the reflection of rain-slicked streets. I’m not sure […]
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Ephemeral New York - 12/9/2019
[Editor’s note: Guest writer, Peter Dickson, lives in West Sussex, England and has been working with microfilm copies of The Duncan Campbell Papers from the State Library of NSW, Sydney, Australia. The following are some of his analyses of what he has discovered from reading these papers. Dickson has contributed many transcriptions to the Jamaica Family […]
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Early American Crime - 2/7/2019
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October.

October

Above we give a representation of a portion of the work which occupies the New England farmer at this season of the year. [more]

The scene represents the old-fashioned but still favorite cider-press. The heap of ripe fruit in the foreground is to be ground to pulp, and the pulp is to be expressed, so as to produce the rich and natural liquid so generally used by farmers as a beverage. This month is the harbinger of the declining year. It is usually in October that the bee-hives are despoiled of their honey. As long as flowers are plentiful, the bees continue adding to their store; but when these fail, they are obliged to begin feeding on the honey they have already made. From this time, therefore, the hive grows less and less valuable. The transition from autumnal richness to the desolation of winter is gradual, gentle, and even beautiful.


Reprinted from Gleason's Pictorial Drawing-Room Companion, October 21, 1854.