Search This Blog

Tuesday, July 4, 2023

THE COLOURS OF THE 19TH CENTURY

The Colours of the 19th Century

C. A. Asbrey


The synthetic dyes of the 19th century and how they are still helping to save lives today



William Henry Perkin

All of the major elements had been discovered by the time he started experimenting in his lodgings in Cable Street during the Easter holidays as a mere 18 year old. He was working on a hypothesis of his teacher and mentor, August Wilhelm von Hofmann, on how to synthesise quinine, which was a natural product which was used to treat malaria at that time. William Henry Perkin was a prodigy in the new sphere of chemistry when he was inducted into the Royal College of Chemistry at the tender age of only 15. He was born in the East End of London to an English Carpenter father and a Scottish Mother.It was an accidental discovery, that aniline could be partly transformed into a crude mixture which produced a substance with an intense purple colour when when extracted with alcohol.

Perkin also had an interest in painting and photography, carried out further trials with his friend Arthur Church and his brother Thomas. Since these experiments were not part of the work on quinine which had been assigned to Perkins, the trio carried them out in a hut in Perkin's garden to keep them secret from Hofmann.

At the time, all dyes used for colouring cloth were natural substances, many of which were expensive and labour-intensive to extract—and many lacked stability, or fastness. The colour purple, which had been a mark of aristocracy and prestige since ancient times, was especially expensive and difficult to produce, as the dye used, known as Tyrian purple, was made from the glandular mucus of certain molluscs. Its extraction was variable and complicated, and so Perkin and his brother realised that they had discovered a possible substitute whose production could be commercially successful.

Their initial experiments indicated that it dyed silk in a way which was stable when washed or exposed to light. They sent some samples to a dye works in Perth, Scotland, and received a very promising reply from the general manager of the company, Robert Pullar. Perkin filed for a patent in August 1856, when he was still only 18.  They called the substance 'mauveine'. the French word for mallow which bore flowers of a similar colour.

Mauvine

His timing could not have been better. England's Industrial Revolution was in full swing and coal tar, a substance vital to his production, was a by-product of making coal gas and coke.

Having invented the dye, Perkin was still faced with the problems of raising the capital for producing it, manufacturing it cheaply, adapting it for use in dyeing cotton, gaining acceptance for it among commercial dyers, and creating public demand for it. He was active in all of these areas: he persuaded his father to put up the capital, and his brothers to partner with him to build a factory; he invented a mordant for cotton; he gave technical advice to the dyeing industry; and he publicised his invention of the dye. Public demand was increased when a similar colour was adopted by Queen Victoria in Britain and by Empress Eugénie, wife of Napoleon III, in France, and when the crinoline or hooped-skirt, whose manufacture used a large quantity of cloth, became fashionable. Everything fell into place: with hard work and lucky timing, Perkin became rich. After the discovery of mauveine, many new aniline dyes appeared (some discovered by Perkin himself), and factories producing them were constructed across Europe. 

Perkin's Green

William Perkin continued active research in organic chemistry for the rest of his life: he discovered and marketed other synthetic dyes, including Britannia Violet and Perkin's Green; he discovered ways to make coumarin, one of the first synthetic perfume, raw materials, and cinnamic acid. (The reaction used to make the last became known as the Perkin reaction.) Local lore has it that the colour of the nearby Grand Union Canal changed from week to week depending on the activity at Perkin's Greenford dyeworks. In 1869, Perkin found a method for the commercial production from anthracene of the brilliant red dye alizarin, which had been isolated and identified from madder root some forty years earlier in 1826 by the French chemist Pierre Robiquet, simultaneously with purpurin, another red dye of lesser industrial interest, but the German chemical company BASF patented the same process one day before he did.[5] During the next decade, the new German Empire was rapidly eclipsing Britain as the centre of Europe's chemical industry. By the 1890s, Germany had a near-monopoly on the business and Perkin was compelled to sell off his holdings and retire. He always remained a trailblazer in the world of dyes, even if he did enter it by accident.

Like most of the industries in the Victorian era, the dye industry was hazardous. Workers were prone to bladder cancer, more specifically Transitional cell carcinoma. Ironically it was the chemistry learned from experiments like Perkins' which helped to treat that condition as well as many other advances in medicine.

In the late 19th century, aniline emerged as an analgesic drug, its cardiac-suppressive side effects countered with caffeine. During the first decade of the 20th century, while trying to modify synthetic dyes to treat African sleeping sickness, Paul Ehrlich – who had coined the term chemotherapy for his magic bullet approach to medicine – failed and switched to modifying Béchamp's atoxyl, the first organic arsenical drug, and serendipitously obtained a treatment for syphilis – salvarsan – the first successful chemotherapy agent. Salvarsan's targeted microorganism, not yet recognised as a bacterium, was still thought to be a parasite, and medical bacteriologists, believing that bacteria were not susceptible to the chemotherapeutic approach, overlooked Alexander Fleming's report in 1928 on the effects of penicillin.

In 1932, Bayer sought medical applications of its dyes. Gerhard Domagk identified as an antibacterial a red azo dye, introduced in 1935 as the first antibacterial drug, prontosil, soon found at Pasteur Institute to be a prodrug degraded in vivo into sulfanilamide – a colourless intermediate for many, highly colourfast azo dyes – already with an expired patent, synthesized in 1908 in Vienna by the researcher Paul Gelmo for his doctoral research.[24] By the 1940s, over 500 related sulfa drugs were produced. Medications in high demand during World War II (1939–45), these first miracle drugs, chemotherapy of wide effectiveness, propelled the American pharmaceutics industry. In 1939, at Oxford University, seeking an alternative to sulfa drugs, Howard Florey developed Fleming's penicillin into the first systemic antibiotic drug, penicillin G. (Gramicidin, developed by René Dubos at Rockefeller Institute in 1939, was the first antibiotic, yet its toxicity restricted it to topical use.) After World War II, Cornelius P. Rhoads introduced the chemotherapeutic approach to cancer treatment.

In the 1940s and early 1950s, aniline was used with nitric acid or dinitrogen tetroxide as rocket fuel for small missiles and the Aerobee rocket. The two fuel components are hypergolic, producing a violent reaction on contact. Aniline was later replaced by hydrazine.

Prussian Blue

Perkins' dyes are not the only ones which have contributed to the world of medicine.  Prussian blue, produced by oxidation of ferrous ferrocyanide salts,  was first synthesised by paint maker Diesbach in Berlin around 1706. Because it is easily made, cheap, nontoxic, and intensely coloured, Prussian blue has attracted many applications. It was adopted as a pigment very soon after its invention and was almost immediately widely used in oil, watercolour, and dyeing. Engineer's blue and the pigment formed on cyanotypes were not prone to fading, leading engineers and architects to take it up as a good ink for their plans and drawings, leading to their common name of 'blueprints'. Herschel developed a commercially successful photocopying process in use from 1843 until the early 1940s using this ink too. Certain crayons were once coloured with Prussian blue (later relabelled midnight blue). It is also a popular pigment in paints. Similarly, Prussian blue is the basis for laundry bluing.

Prussian blue also has its medical uses. It is used in pathology tests for bone marrow. It can also be administered orally to people who have become internally contaminated with thallium or radioactive caesium. It acts by trapping the thallium or caesium in the gut, thereby increasing its faecal secretion. It was used with varying levels of success in treating victims of radioactive contamination and is still licensed for use in the USA and Germany today.

Vincent van Gogh's Starry Night uses Prussian and Cerulean blue pigments

Excerpt

“She hasn’t got the combination to the safe,” said the manager. “You can scare her as much as you want. We all know you’re not gonna use that gun on us.”

Rebecca’s breath halted as she felt a careless arm drape around her shoulder.

“I don’t need a gun to hurt someone. Give us the combination.” The manager remained mute and turned his face away. “Your call, sir.” He pulled Rebecca around to face him as she gasped in alarm. “Just remember who you’ve got to thank for this, ma’am.”

He pointed over at the manager, who refused to meet her eyes. “That man right there.”

“Anything that happens to her is down to you. Not me,” said the manager.

Rebecca felt herself dragged from the room by one arm. She was pulled into the office next door and pushed against the wall. The man walked over and pulled down the blind before returning to her. Her breath came in ragged pants of fear. “Please, no. Don’t.”

He leaned on the wall, a hand on either side of her head, and pressed his face close. “You were gonna hold this place up. Are you some kind of idiot?”

She blinked in confusion. “Huh?”

The man pulled down his mask, revealing the face of the fair man who had walked into her office looking for Fernsby. “Don’t lie to me, honey. You had the same idea as we did— look at Meagher’s bank account to see where he gets his money. We’ve watched you march up and down outside this place all day, like you were on sentry duty, while you built up your courage. You even got in the way of us doin’ it. What the hell is goin’ on in your head? How dumb can a woman get?”

“You? Here?” She couldn’t quite decide whether to stop being scared or not.

“Yeah. Me.” He indicated with his head. “Now, Nat’s in there, and he needs the combination of the safe. It’s too new and sophisticated for him to crack the combination. You and me need to put on a bit of a show to make sure the manager gives it up.”

“You’re not robbing the bank?”

Jake huffed in irritation. “Try to keep up, Becky. I need you to scream for help so the manager gives Nat the combination to the vault. We want Meagher’s records too.”

She shook her head. “Me? I can’t scream.”

“What do you mean you can’t scream? All women can scream.”

“I can’t. I’m just not made that way.”

He frowned. “Look, Becky. If you won’t scream, I’m gonna have to make you. Let’s do this the easy way, huh?”

“Please, help! Noooo.”

Jake frowned. “You call that screamin’? That’s useless.”

“I told you. I can’t.”

Jake flicked up an eyebrow. “Last chance, Becky.”

“Aaargh—”

“Nope.” A gloved hand reached up to her hat as his eyes glittered with mischief. “Don’t say you weren’t warned, sweetheart.” 



       



 







Sunday, July 2, 2023

EVER SEE "OVERLAND TRAIL" - THE TV SHOW?

Post by Doris McCraw

aka Angela Raines

Photo property of the author

Saddle up as we join Fred and flip as they travel through the old west of the TV show "Overland Trail", on my journey through the lesser-known early television shows the short live show starred William Bendix as Fred Kelly, the superintendent of the Overland stage company, and Doug McClure as Flip Flippin, his sidekick.

The show had only 17 one-hour-long episodes, but boy are they fun. The show began on February 6, 1960, on NBC. Its competition: "Lassie" on CBS, and "Walt Disney Presents" on ABC. It ended its short run on June 6, 1960.

This was the show that brought Doug McClure to the notice of the television-watching public. His chemistry with Bendix is something to behold and there is just something about his smile.

The background for the television show has a Bendix character, Fred Kelly, as the person who raised McClure's character, Flip Flippin. Due to that relationship, the young Flip worked with Fred on the Overland stage line. Although I'm not sure the McClure character's name would go over with the television-watching public today there is no denying the joy in watching the two try to outsmart each other. Yet, one can tell the mutual affection of a father-son relationship underneath.

If you would like to catch up on the other television shows in this series they are linked below after the show in this post.

"Overland Trail" - YouTube

For the earlier posts in the series, see below:

Trackdown - Self-Defense

Cimarron City

Whispering Smith



Until Next Time: Stay safe, Stay happy, and Stay healthy.

Doris


Friday, June 30, 2023

"Old West Stories of Love" and "Medieval Passions"

Embark on Epic Journeys with the release of these two Book Box Sets: "Old West Stories of Love" and "Medieval Passions. 

I am so excited to have my Prarie Rose Publications short stories in one place. It's one of the best gifts for my journey of another year around the sun.

I hope that these box sets will transport you to different eras, ignite your imagination and captivate your heart. 

In "Medieval Passions" you will step into the rich tapestries of  Medieval Spain, Germany, and the Scandinavian Region. Lose yourself in the intrigues of those long-ago lives as they navigate life's trials and tribulations to ultimately find the love they didn't know they needed.


Amazon

Set against the breathtaking backdrop of Colorado's rugged landscape, "Old West Stories of Love" combines action and romance in these historical stories. Experience the adventure as outlaws, cowboys, and resilient heroines struggle to survive. Journey with them as they find their forever loves in the untamed, raw beauty of the Old West, where danger and desire dance in a dance of fate. 

Amazon

Regardless of your preference, you will find something to pique your interest. So grab a cup of tea and lose yourself in one or both of these box sets. This is your invitation to open the pages and let the magic unfold. Don't wait. Click the links and get started.

If holding a book in your hand is more your 'cup of coffee' you can get the print version on Amazon.


Medieval Passions - Amazon
Old West Stories of Love - Amazon


I have to thank Livia for the amazing covers. This journey would not have been as joyous and exciting without the support of Cheryl when I first started out. Both of these amazing women have a special place in my heart for helping me make a dream come true. 




THANK YOU!



                                                      


                                      

Monday, June 26, 2023

Anglo-Saxon and Viking Riddles



Today,  I thought I would talk a little about a less-well-known aspect of English literature: Anglo-Saxon poetry. There are some beautiful and very poignant poems in Old English. Poems such as 'The Seafarer' and 'The Wife's Lament' speak to us even today of love and loss and longing. There are poems that contain useful information - verse is a useful memory device - and poems celebrating places such as Durham, battles such as the battle of Maldon, biblical heroines such as Judith and profound mystical experiences. 'The Dream of the Rood' takes the idea of the cross on which Christ was crucified: the 'wondrous tree' from which he hung, and has the tree speak to us directly as it too suffered with Christ.

    There are riddles about wine, about a bookworm, about a reed, about a shield, about a plough. Some are saucy and double-edged in meaning; all give clues as to what people noticed in those times, what was important to them, what amused them. Some of the original riddles can be seen here:

 https://aethelraed.ddns.net/stories/Riddles.html

I read them and even in translation I feel directly connected to a people long past - a wonderful, slightly eerie event.

The Vikings were also keen on riddles and verse. In one Icelandic saga, the god Odin, who is in disguise, challenges King Heidrek to a contest of wits via riddles which the king has to solve. 

Here is a Viking Riddle, taken from the saga and reproduced from this site


I yearn to have / what I had yesterday.

What do I long for, my lord?

It hurts men / and hinders words,

yet also elevates speech.

Can you solve / oh King, this riddle?

(The answer is ale.)


Here is one my own riddles. Very simple! You will easily guess what it is.

          "A giant, now toppled,

          hollow and dead,

          still glides where it never would

          when alive."


If you are interested in Viking culture and magic, please see my novel, "The Viking and the Pictish Princess" published by Prairie Rose Publications. This novel is set in early medieval Scotland.



Lindsay Townsend

Wednesday, June 14, 2023

Dance Scenes in Historically-Set Movies – June – Beauty and the Beast #prairierosepubs #moviedancescenes

Join me here for a year of movie trivia fun as I post dance scenes from movies set in historical time periods. I will give a brief summary of the movie’s plot and an equally brief set-up to the scene.

 Each month on the second Wednesday, I will post a movie clip and link back to previous movie scene articles here on the blog.

  This is the criteria by which I'm choosing movie scenes:

>In a non-musical movie, the dance scene is important to the storyline and not just visual and auditory filler.

>In a musical drama, the characters in the dance scene don’t sing to each other.

>In a musical drama, the dance scene is important to the storyline and not just visual and auditory filler.

>The historical cut-off is 1960, because that date works for me. ;-)

Side note:  The article “Classic Literature is Not Necessarily Historical Fiction” on the BookRiot website offers an interesting explanation on what constitutes historical fiction and where various historical date lines are drawn. https://bookriot.com/what-makes-a-book-historical-fiction/

Onward to the June movie scene.

Name of Movie: Beauty and the Beast
Historical Time Period:
Location: France
Occasion/Purpose: relationship development
Type of Dance: Ballroom Waltz

Previous Months:

January – Cat Ballou
February – The King and I
March – Easy Virtue
April – Shakespeare in Love
May - Chocolat

Beauty and the Beast is a fairytale written and published c.1740 by French novelist Gabrielle-Suzanne Barbot de Billeneuve. Her story was then abridged, rewritten, and published in 1756 by Jeanne-Marie Leprince de Beaumont, which has come down through the years as the most familiar version. The story has undergone many iterations on film and television, on stage, and in written form.

For this article, I’m commenting about the ballroom waltz (Tale as Old as Time) in the 1991 Disney animated movie and in the 2017 live-action movie.



It is generally accepted that the waltz scene is the defining moment when Belle and Beast realize their mutual love. I disagree.

I believe it was love at first sight for Beast, when Belle took her father's place in the dungeon. While Belle has grown fonder of Beast as the story unfolds, even at the end of the dance, she hasn’t fallen in love with him. That moment occurs right after the dance when Beast gives her the magic mirror and tells her to go back to her father.

Well, then, if not for the purpose of having Belle and Beast realize their mutual love, what does the dance scene accomplish for me?

Dance scenes offer the opportunity for intimacy—hands touching, gazes meeting, bodies brushing against each other. Belle's and Beast's physical closeness enhances the trust they’ve  been establishing. There is respect and gentleness in their expressions and movements. They clearly enjoy being with, and near, each other. The dance scene is lovely. It illustrates the progression Belle and Beast have made toward mutual love.

Most importantly, the dance is the metaphor of breaking through the barrier of Beast’s animalistic physical appearance. Belle has accepted him for who he is. Beast not only realizes this, he’s humbled and appreciative. If he wasn’t completely in love with Belle at this point, he is now.

In the animated movie dance scene, Beast finds himself filled with trepidation and uncertainty as he stands in the center of the ballroom. Belle offers her hands for him to take, and he’s surprised, taken aback. Belle maintains an innocence throughout the dance. We see gentle smile and soft gleam in her eyes when she looks at Beast. For his part, Beast gains confidence in his dancing and in the acceptance he feels from Belle.

In the live-action dance scene, when Beast gives the ballroom a once-over, we get the sense of him recalling all the parties and dances he used to attend in this ballroom. There’s a hint of regret and remorse in his sigh and shoulder-drop. Belle holds out her hands. This Beast is more confident than animated Beast when he takes hold of Belle’s hands. Belle is also more confident in herself. Live-action Belle does not exude the innocence of animated Belle. Belle’s strong spirit and personality dominate the scene. As they leave the ballroom, like animated Beast, live-action Beast is fully in love with Belle.

Both versions of the waltz scene move the story appropriately according to each movie’s mood and characterization.

There is chemistry between animated Belle and Beast during the dance. I care about them. I like them. I want them to make it to their happily ever after. Clnversely, that endearing chemistry is lacking between live-action Belle and Beast. They seem to be dancing, because they have to. Tale as Old as Time is the heart of the movie. It wouldn’t be Beauty and the Beast without the waltz scene. Their interactions feel superficial.

Live-Action Beauty and the Beast waltz scene:

Animated Beauty and the Beast waltz scene:



On another note:

Blogger hasn’t been playing nicely with the comment and reply feature. As such, I am unable to leave comments and/or replies on the Prairie Rose Publications’ blog. Therefore, I am responding now to the commenters on my May article of the dance scene on the riverboat in the movie Chocolat.

Lindsay: I agree completely that the movie “Chocolat” is hands down better than the book “Chocolat”. The screenwriter took the core of the book’s story and greatly improved upon the plot and characterization. As you said, the movie is uplifting. The book is not.

C.A.: That’s a great way to describe the importance of the dance scene in “Chocolat” -- pivotal. As readers, we saw the attraction building between Vianne and Roux. What follows with the boat burning, though, is edge-of-your-seat watching for several minutes, which is another pivotal scene.

Renaissance Women: It is a magical clip. The music. The way Roux and Vianne dance together – Vianne self-consciously at first then Roux gaining her trust. It’s such a great movie.

Until next time,
Kaye Spencer
Lasterday Stories
writing through history one romance upon a time
www.kayespencer.com




Tuesday, June 6, 2023

The Last Public Execution in Edinburgh

The Last Public Execution in Edinburgh

By C. A. Asbrey


These brass plates, one set into the pavement, the other inscribed plate mounted on the wall, mark the spot of Edinburgh's last public execution on June 21st 1864. They can be found at the corner of George IV Bridge and The Lawnmarket, and they mark the spot were George Bryce was hanged for the murder of Jeannie Seaton. The brass plates mark the foot of the gallows.

I'll look at the murder in another post, but the execution itself became the stuff of legend for all the wrong reasons.

Bryce's crime was both public and savage, causing public outrage, so by the time he was due to be hanged, the public appetite for revenge was ripe. Public executions in Scotland had become less common since the 18th century, but they still took place. 273 people were publicly hanged in Scotland between 1800 and 1868, comprising 259 men and 14 women. A further 207 were sentenced to death, but reprieved or respited. It's worth noting that Scotland had fewer capital crimes on the statute books than England, and fewer hangings, reflecting a differing societal approach to crime and punishment. Even though they had over two hundred crimes for which you could be hanged, most were commuted to either imprisonment or transportation. At its highest, Scotland was hanging roughly four people a year in the 19th century. Compare that to an average of sixty per year in England—it was rarer, but it still happened—and that added to the pageantry of the occasion.

And as you probably know, public hangings were a spectacle. People flocked to view these hangings for miles around. Stalls were erected to sell every kind of produce, and peddlers mingled with the crowd selling food, drink, and even quickly made keepsakes of the crime or the accused murderer. They attracted criminals too, being a great opportunity for pickpockets.

A souvenir from the execution Sarah Dazley,
known as ‘The Potton Poisoner’
Scots called an executioner 'the lokman' and sometimes 'the doomster'. It's easy to work out the origins of 'doomster' as the man who sent you to your doom, the origins of 'loksman' are a bit more obscure. A lock was an old unit of measurement, equating to a handful. It's the origin of the term lock of hair. This referred to the way the executioner was paid; by a lok of the taxation of the goods brought into the city for each execution. During The Witch Trial craze the city locksman made £5 18s 6d, equivalent to over £1,250 ($1,451.69)in modern currency. Adjusting for inflation that equates to £175,911.37 today, made in one year alone. In later times, it also came with a furnished house on Fishmongers Close. However, by the time George Bryce was hanged, it was no longer an expense the City Fathers wished to bear. So few hangings took place it didn't seem worthwhile, so they sought out a hangman from another area to do the job. Even though around four executions took place each year, that was spread over the whole country, and often did not affect Edinburgh at all. The parsimonious officials went for the cheapest tender for the job, but when they selected Thomas Askern from York, they made a mistake. Like all of York's hangmen, he had been drawn from the prison population, and had been in jail for debt when he embarked on his new career. He does not seem to have been the competent hangman, with at least two broken ropes, and a few slow-stranglings meaning that various authorities refused to employ him, but Edinburgh selected him nonetheless. That set the scene for what was going to unfold on execution day.

On the day of the execution, thousands (some say twenty-thousand)had gathered to watch the end of a savage killer, and the atmosphere was high with a need for vengeance. Part-carnival, part lynch-mob, people were baying for Bryce to be dispatched, as the whispered gossip of the crime had been exaggerated in the telling and re-telling until the public outrage was at fever pitch. Bryce was pelted with stones and rotten produce as he was led to the gallows, and even as he stood on the trapdoor itself. Leather straps were fastened around Bryce's limbs by hungover hangman, his fingers fiddling with the buckles as he was still dulled by drink from the night before. Askern had fitted the rope to the gallows at first light, sunrise having taken place at 3.31 that day. He had come straight from the pub. The abuse didn't even stop when the minister tried to lead the condemned man in his final prayers. An uneasy hush descended as the final signal was given, but even that was punctuated by a few hoots of derision.

The gallows were screened off below the line of the trapdoor, meaning that when the body dropped, it disappeared from public view—or at least it should have. It didn't. Bryce dropped a mere two feet and was left dangling in full view of the assembled crowd. Askern had failed to measure the rope to a significant degree. Some said that the hangman was still drunk, others said he was deliberately cruel. It is true that he had been carousing the night before, and consumed a significant amount of drink. But so had the crowd. Many of them had stayed up all night, drinking at the local taverns before rolling up to watch the public spectacle.

A decent drop by a skilled executioner would have broken the man's neck and dispatched him quickly. but instead the man dangled there, suffering slow strangulation. People were horrified, and the longer it went on, the angrier they got. The mob who had been baying for the man's blood were turning on the authorities for allowing this act of cruelty to continue, but they were legally unable to step in to halt a sentence from being carried out. A Margaret Dickson was hanged in Edinburgh’s Grassmarket in 1724 but later awoke. After that, the words 'until dead' were added to the death sentence—making it illegal to stop the sentence from being carried out before the end.

They say it took up to forty minutes for Bryce to slowly expire, and in that time the town worthies found that the missiles were now headed in their direction, and with enough venom to make them flee. Public unrest rose, with fights and violence spreading in the combustible crowd into the streets beyond the site of the gallows. It is said that Askern only just escaped with his life as the mob swarmed the gallows. He left on the ten-fifteen train out of Waverly Station in a compartment blocked off for him to travel alone. Crowds gathered around the train before it left and Askern sat with his back to the window to avoid being seen.

George Bryce Death Mask

This is where it gets obvious that the power of the press sided with the establishment, and they sought to sanitize the incident and protect the image of Edinburgh—The Athens of the North. Blatant lies were told. Official witnesses said that, "On making the fatal plunge, the body remained in perfect stillness for the space of about thirty seconds, after which a slight tremor of the spinal cord, a clutching of the fingers, and a slight drawing in of the foot were the only movements perceptible. There was no struggle whatsoever indicative of suffering. Dunfermline Saturday Press – Saturday 25 June, 1864 p.4"

"The body fell three feet, and entirely disappeared from the view of the public. Dundee Courier and Argus, June 22nd, 1864"

"Only the rope being seen, the vast crowd began immediately to disappear. The Southern Reporter, June 23rd, 1864"

"The executioner drew the bolt, and, with a few slight struggles, the convict expired. The Times, June 22, 1864."

It's clear none of that was true. The image of Edinburgh had to be protected at any price, and the newspapers happily obliged. Nobody in power wanted to be presented to the world as incompetent cheapskates who hired an unskilled drunk to perform a blundered execution that spurred a riot, that in turn, had to be covered up. After all, if you admit to the unrest, you have to admit to the reasons behind it. It's a brilliant example of fake news and public manipulation. And Edinburgh was the world's leading light in science and medicine. The City Fathers didn't want the world to know that they also had a populace who drank all night and rioted at the scene of an execution. More than anything else, they didn't want their city—a bastion of culture and learning—presented as a hard-drinking, authority-challenging, haven for a heaving underclass ready to turn to violence—even though it was both. Edinburgh had long been a dichotomy— a city of extremes, existing side-by-side.

The town council meeting after the mess also shows that the newspaper reports were total fiction. They had to do something to make sure that the debacle wasn't repeated, and it led to the end of public executions in Edinburgh. From that point on, they took place in Calton jail, where all the deaths were recorded as quick and merciful. How true that was can only be guessed at, given the reports on George Bryce's.

It was not the last public execution in Scotland. That took place on the other side of the country, on Glasgow Green in 1865 when Dr. Edward Pritchard was hanged for murdering his wife and mother-in-law, and was suspected of murdering a maid. That was also a public order disaster, and that hangman let the body down too fast, and it crashed through the baseboard of the coffin, smashing it.

In the face of making execution an unseemly public spectacle, and the authorities looking increasingly unprofessional, public executions in Scotland were totally banned after Robert Smith was executed at 12 May 1867 at Buccleuch Street Prison for the robbery, rape and murder of nine-year-old.


Excerpt 

“Oh, my goodness.” Beryl Clutterbuck held open the front door. Her blue eyes blinked at Vida, fixating on her top hat. “I’ve never seen a lady dress like you before.” 

Vida smiled. “That’s because I’m not a lady. I’m a doctor. Doesn’t your doctor wear a coat and hat like this?” 

“Oh. There are women doctors? I didn’t know that was allowed.” The older woman’s lips twitched into wide grin. “The hat is just perfect for a doctor, although I’d like to put a flower in it.” She paused. “Or a great big feather. A peacock feather would look lovely.” 

Beryl stepped aside to allow Nat and his oddly-dressed companion to enter. “I’m an adherent of the rational dress movement.” Vida swept into the hall. “Women wear clothes which are far too restrictive. I do the same job as a man, so I will dress in much the same way. I would wear pants, too, but that just causes far too many problems.” 

“Rational dress?” Beryl’s little mouth pursed into a raspberry, as though unfamiliar with either word. “What’s rational about dressing like a man?” 

“Rational dress refers to everything women wear. Surely, you’ve heard of bloomers? They’ve gone out of fashion now, but the union suit has remained with some of us. I’m wearing one now.” 

“Union suit?” asked Beryl as Nat groaned in the background. 

“Yes. Combination underwear.” Vida propped her hands on her hips, betraying a thicker waist than Mrs. Clutterbuck. “Corsetry is the work of the devil. It constricts the organs, the breathing, and is there to serve no purpose other than male titillation. I have no time for it.” 

Beryl gasped before whispering in theatrical horror. “You don’t wear a corset? Isn’t that indecent?” 

“Of course not. I’m a professional woman. I’m not here to attract men. I’m here to do a job of work.” 

“My Charles always said that professional women were the worst at dressing provocatively, but I suppose it depends on the profession. Speaking of which, Catherine French is here to see you, Mr. Dunvegan.” Beryl led the way to the drawing room. “You are welcome, anyway. I do hope you can help poor Abigail, Mrs. Doctor. She’s so depilated.” 

“She’s what?” 

“You know, floppy, no energy.” 

“Oh, debilitated.” 

Beryl nodded. “Yes. That’s what I said.” 

“Depilated means she had her hair removed.” 

“Oh, no. That would be silly. She has beautiful hair. Why would she do that?” Beryl opened the door. 

Vida darted a look at Nat who shrugged and whispered in her ear. “I did tell you that Mrs. Clutterbuck’s unusual. She means well. She speaks without thinking.” 

A young woman with glistening brown hair stood as they entered the room. Vida noted that her hazel eyes fixed immediately on Nat. 

“Mr. Dunvegan.” She trilled in delight. “I came to see how your wife is today.” 

“This is Mrs. France,” said Beryl in flat, bored tones. “She’s here a lot now.” 

“Call me Catherine.” The visitor extended her hand. “I try to help wherever I can. Such tragic events demand that a neighbor should step in, don’t you think?” 

“Yet, you are in the lounge. Not even in the kitchen,” said Vida, raising her eyebrows. “What kind of help?” 

“Well, moral support.” 

“Well, I’m here now. You can get back to your husband.” Vida removed her hat to reveal short curly hair. “Thank you for your support.” 

“She doesn’t have a husband,” said Beryl. “She’s a widow.” 

Vida nodded. “I’m sorry for your loss. You aren’t wearing black. I take it he died some time ago.” 

“A year in February,” Catherine replied. “He was ill for some time. Sadly, it wasn’t unexpected.” 

“Just over a year?” Vida’s brows arched. “You’ve slighted the mourning early?” 

The young woman’s chin tilted in challenge. “Why, yes. Life goes on. My Rodney would have wanted it that way. He was full of life.” 

“He was full of whiskey.” Beryl chuckled. “He was rarely sober. It was the drink that took him. Poor Catherine had a lot to put up with, but I suppose his money robbed her trials of their sting.” 

“I loved him. He had a kind heart.” Catherine sniffed. “He found great joy in life.” 

“He certainly did. He never stopped celebrating,” said Beryl. “I remember your wedding. He could barely stand upright. You were a beautiful bride, though. All dressed in white organdie. Very vaginal.” 

Catherine’s eyes widened. “I think you mean virginal.” 

Vida grinned, her grey eyes twinkling like polished steel as she looked Catherine up and down. “I think we all know what she means. Now, I must get up and see Abigail.” She paused, slapping away Catherine’s hand which had ventured over to Nat’s lapel to pick away a piece of lint. “He’s a married man, young woman, and his wife is my dearest friend. If you think for one second that your machinations are beyond me, you are sadly mistaken.” 

“I was only—”

“I know what you were only doing. You were leaving, Mrs. French.” Vida glowered at Nat. “And I’m ashamed of you, allowing this.” 

His jaw dropped open. “I haven’t done a thing.” 

“Good. Keep it that way.” Vida strode over to the door. “Show me up, Mr. Dunvegan. Lovely to meet you, Mrs. French. We don’t need your help any longer.”


        Kindle Link        Trade Paperback Link

     

Sunday, June 4, 2023

Trackdown - Robert Culp

 Post by Doris McCraw

aka Angela Raines

Photo (c) Doris McCraw

We're halfway through the years and there are still some great old-time Westerns to be investigated. This month is the early Robert Culp vehicle. Links to other posts will be at the end. Now, onto the information.

Most people remember Culp from the 1965 TV series 'I Spy'. However, he starred in a show long before that hit. The show 'Trackdown' aired from 1957-1959. Culp starred as the Texas Ranger, Hoby Gilman. The thing I enjoyed about the episodes I've seen is the focus on solving the crime, not so much on the shoot-outs. Culp brought a gravitas to the character that made his character fascinating to watch.  

The show was a spin-off of the Dick Powell, Zane Grey Theatre anthology that aired in the 1950s. In fact, the pilot episode was first aired as 'Badge of Honor' on the anthology. The show was endorsed by the state of Texas and the Texas Rangers according to a Wikipedia article. That made it a rarity in the entertainment industry.



Robert Culp as Toby Gilman
photo from Wikipedia

As for Culp, his portrayal of Gilman, in my opinion, was brilliant, along with the writing and directing. Another thing to remember is a season was 39 episodes during this time so the season ran for almost nine months. 

This thirty-minute show is a wonderful look at early television and the diversity of shows. In many ways, it is almost more detective show than the classic Western, but that does not take away from the fun of taking a trip back in time. You can check out an episode using the link below.

Trackdown - Self-Defense

For the earlier posts in the series, see below.

Cimarron City

Whispering Smith