Welcome to this week's Link Dump!Happy Friday the 13th!The languages of ancient humans.Dodo birds actually tasted pretty good. Unfortunately for them.An ancient coin that tells of a massive slave rebellion.The long war against the Barbary pirates.Traces of a mysterious ancient religion.An extinct marsupial turns up alive and well.The miniatures that served as Tudor love tokens.In
Working out of his studio on Fifth Avenue and 17th Street, Frederick Childe Hassam painted luminous daytime street scenes and moody nocturnes of New York City in the 1880s and 1890s. As one of the foremost American Impressionists, Hassam’s work emphasized the city’s softness and blurred edges with short brushstrokes that conveyed the spontaneity and […]
The good-looking thirty-seven year old gentleman handling the reins behind the glossy matched pair pulling the spanking-new carriage drew the attention of more than one feminine eye. Pacing down French St. at a sharp clip, the lady next to him, dressed neatly in a tailor-made suit with the latest in millinery fashion, smiled up at her coachman. Behind the lace curtains on the Hill section of Fall River, tongues were wagging about the unseemly pair. Lizzie Borden, acquitted of double homici
Welcome to this week's Link Dump!Happy Friday the 13th!The languages of ancient humans.Dodo birds actually tasted pretty good. Unfortunately for them.An ancient coin that tells of a massive slave rebellion.The long war against the Barbary pirates.Traces of a mysterious ancient religion.An extinct marsupial turns up alive and well.The miniatures that served as Tudor love tokens.In
The good-looking thirty-seven year old gentleman handling the reins behind the glossy matched pair pulling the spanking-new carriage drew the attention of more than one feminine eye. Pacing down French St. at a sharp clip, the lady next to him, dressed neatly in a tailor-made suit with the latest in millinery fashion, smiled up at her coachman. Behind the lace curtains on the Hill section of Fall River, tongues were wagging about the unseemly pair. Lizzie Borden, acquitted of double homici
"As his son I am proud of hisefforts to succeed in life"Jefferson Randolph Smith IIIArtifact #93-2Jeff Smith collection(Click image to enlarge)
oapy's son hires a legal firm to stop the defamation of his father's name.
At age 30, Jefferson Randolph Smith III, Soapy and Mary's oldest son, was protecting his father's legacy and his mother's reputation from "libel" and scandal. He was also
About half past three, the morning of July 2, 1863, a young man on his way to work in Medina, Ohio, saw the home of Shubal Coy in flames. He alerted the neighbors, who came out to douse the flames with water. When the fire was under control, they went inside to look for the Coy family. They found Shubal lying in bed with nine stab wounds in his throat and breast, any one of them capable of
Working out of his studio on Fifth Avenue and 17th Street, Frederick Childe Hassam painted luminous daytime street scenes and moody nocturnes of New York City in the 1880s and 1890s. As one of the foremost American Impressionists, Hassam’s work emphasized the city’s softness and blurred edges with short brushstrokes that conveyed the spontaneity and […]
"As his son I am proud of hisefforts to succeed in life"Jefferson Randolph Smith IIIArtifact #93-2Jeff Smith collection(Click image to enlarge)
oapy's son hires a legal firm to stop the defamation of his father's name.
At age 30, Jefferson Randolph Smith III, Soapy and Mary's oldest son, was protecting his father's legacy and his mother's reputation from "libel" and scandal. He was also
Satan stirred up certain of his willing tools on earth by the promise of a few paltry dollars to improve greatly in the death-dealing quality of the weekly death-traps, and forthwith came a new series of new snares of fascinating construction, small and tempting in price, and baited with high sounding names. These sure-ruin traps comprise a new variety of half-dime novels, five and ten cent story papers, and low-priced pamphlets for boys and girls.
This class includes the silly, insipid tale, the coarse, slangy story in the dialect of the barroom, the blood-and-thunder romance of border life, and the exaggerated details of crimes, real and imaginary. Some have highly colored sensational reports of real crimes, while others, and by far the larger number, deal with most improbable creations of fiction. The unreal far outstrips the real. Crimes are gilded, and lawlessness is painted to resemble valor, making a bid for bandits, brigands, murderers, thieves, and criminals in general. Who would go to the State prison, the gambling saloon, or the brothel to find a suitable companion for the child? Yet a more insidious foe is selected when these stories are allowed to become associates of the child’s mind and to shape and direct the thoughts.
From: Comstock, Anthony. Traps for the Young. New York: Funk & Wagnalls Company, 1883.
"We follow vice and folly where a police officer dare not show his head, as the small, but intrepid weasel pursues vermin in paths which the licensed cat or dog cannot enter."
The Sunday Flash 1841