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This photograph was published in the Illustrated Chronicle on the 18th of October 1915.
During the Great War the Illustrated Chronicle published photographs of soldiers and sailors from Newcastle and the North East of England, which had been in the news. The photographs were sent in by relatives and give us a glimpse into the past.
The physical collection held by Newcastle Libraries comprises bound volumes of the newspaper from 1910 to 1925. We are keen to find out more about the people in the photographs. If you recognise anyone in the images please comment below.
Copies of this photograph may be ordered from us, for more information see: www.newcastle.gov.uk/tlt Please make a note of the image reference number above to help speed up your order.
Published plans have included a "cascade" of second or third hand 319s from First Capital Connect to the Thames Valley Lines after electrification. These will be thirty years old by then, older than the current turbos, 2+3 seating again, no air-conditioning... I could go on.
Anyway two FCC units, one in Southern colours rebranded for FCC, pass Honor Oak Park in South London ("old stamping grounds" for me) on a Brighton train. Nice to have a wave from the driver.
13 June 2014
I am now published in a newspaper. Last Friday the Arizona Daily Star, the local paper in Tucson, AZ, published an article in the paper and online about a friend of mine who is receiving an award this weekend from the Tohono O'odham tribe for his work to preserve the traditions and cultures of the Maricopa tribe. The journalist did not feel like driving up from Tucson to Phoenix to get any photos so I took some and sent them to her and three were published.
I am honored to be invited by Richard to attend the awards banquet on Saturday. My wife and I will make a weekend of it.
On-line, only the Spanish version of the article had the photographs (but these are the three). If you are interested in the article about Richard you can go to www.azstarnet.com/allheadlines/310793.php. If that does not work, go to www.azstarnet.com/ and then in the upper right corner search on Richard Goodridge and the two articles will come up (Spanish and English).
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Dopo il sold out al Circolo Magnolia e la partecipazione al Festival di Sanremo, con la vittoria dei duetti assieme a Motta, Nada torna in concerto a Milano nella splendida cornice del Castello Sforzesco l’11 Luglio 2019; sul palco gli amici John Parish, The Zen Circus e Motta.
Attualmente in tour per presentare “È un momento difficile, tesoro”, il suo nuovo album di inediti, Nada continua a riscuotere il favore di un numeroso pubblico: in questa primissima parte di tour, infatti, ha registrato ben 7 sold out, confermandosi interprete e autrice dalla classe e dalla sensibilità uniche.
Per presentare il nuovo album, Nada ha partecipato ad importanti trasmissioni, come “Quelli che il calcio” (Rai2), “Save the date” (Rai5 e in replica su Rai3), “Di Martedì” (La7), “Linea Notte” (Rai3) ed è stata ospite ai microfoni di diverse radio nazionali, tra cui Radio Capital, Radio24, Rai Radio1 e Rai Radio2. Inoltre, un suo intero concerto è stato trasmesso in diretta su Rai Radio2 per “Radio2live”.
L’album “È un momento difficile, tesoro” vede il ritorno alla produzione di John Parish (già produttore di PJ Harvey, Eels, Giant Sand, Afterhours ed altri), che torna al fianco di Nada dopo lo splendido lavoro fatto nell’album “Tutto l’amore che mi manca” (2004).
Album in cui si ritrova la vita, il pensiero e l’amore di cui Nada è capace, “È un momento difficile, tesoro” è stato anticipato dall’uscita del singolo “Dove sono i tuoi occhi”, accompagnato da un videoclip, diretto da Francesco Cabras, girato al Macro-Asilo, museo di arte contemporanea di Roma, seguito dal secondo brano estratto, la title track “È un momento difficile, tesoro”.
Nada Malanima, nota semplicemente come Nada, è nata a Rossignano Marittimo (Livorno) il 17 novembre 1953. Maggiormente conosciuta come cantante e cantautrice, spesse volte sottovalutata dalla critica, Nada è anche attrice di teatro e scrittrice.
Divenne nota al grande pubblico per aver presentato al Festival di Sanremo nel 1969 la famosissima canzone “Ma che freddo fa“, quando aveva appena 15 anni. La sua hit andò subito in testa alle classifiche e ci restò per ben cinque settimane. “Cuore stanco” è la sua seconda hit di successo. Si ripresenta assiduamente a Sanremo, nei primi anni ’70. Nell’edizione del ’71 vinse insieme a Nicola Di Bari, con la canzone “Il cuore è uno zingaro” di Franco Migliacci, mentre nel ’72 si piazza al terzo posto con “Re di denari“.
Nada con (Francesco) Motta ha vinto il premio per il miglior duetto all’ultimo Sanremo (il brano era Dov’è l’Italia), ma la loro conoscenza è antica: militava nei Criminal Jokers che, a loro volta, hanno girato lo Stivale con Nada, artista che ha cinquant’anni di carriera alle spalle (tanti ne sono passati dal Festival di “Ma che freddo fa”), ma è la più attuale delle artiste della sua generazione, capace di sfornare album diretti e commoventi come il recente “È un momento difficile, tesoro”, tra i migliori dell’anno.
John Parish, innanzitutto è polistrumentista, autore, produttore inglese, collaboratore di Pj Harvey, degli Eels, dei Giant Sand, degli Sparklehorse, di innumerevoli altri; era stato cruciale per la realizzazione di “Tutto l’amore che mi manca”, uno dei più belli della carriera dell’artista che si era scoperta non più solo cantante, ma anche autrice di canzoni che meritavano quella veste scarna, essenziale ed efficace.
E alla fine The Zen Circus, indie band pisana, tra le più importanti e apprezzate del panorama contemporaneo, hanno incrociato a più riprese il loro percorso con quello della Malanima, che ha cantato in “Vuoti a perdere” mentre Appino, Ufo e Qqru si sono prestati come backing band per “Vamp” oltre a ospitarla sul palco. The Zen Circus sono: Andrea Appino (voce, chitarra, armonica), “Ufo” Massimiliano Schiavelli (basso, cori), Karim Qqru (batteria, cori), Francesco "Il Maestro" Pellegrini (chitarra, cori)
Ad accompagnare Nada Malanima sul palco:
Enzo Moretto - Chitarra, Basso
Francesco Chimenti - Tastiere, Basso, Chitarra
Franco Pratesi - Violino, Basso, Tastiera
Luca Cherubini Celli - Batteria
This photograph was published in the Illustrated Chronicle on the 10th of September 1915.
During the Great War the Illustrated Chronicle published photographs of soldiers and sailors from Newcastle and the North East of England, which had been in the news. The photographs were sent in by relatives and give us a glimpse into the past.
The physical collection held by Newcastle Libraries comprises bound volumes of the newspaper from 1910 to 1925. We are keen to find out more about the people in the photographs. If you recognise anyone in the images and have any stories and information to add please comment below.
Copies of this photograph may be ordered from us, for more information see: www.newcastle.gov.uk/tlt Please make a note of the image reference number above to help speed up your order.
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Il giorno del giudizio è arrivato.
Ilaria, Lorenzo, Madh e Mario saliranno sul gigantesco palco (1.600 metri quadrati!) del Mediolanum Forum di Assago per sfidarsi in tre manche al cardiopalma, circondati da tanti fantastici ospiti. In attesa di goderci la Finale di questa edizione incredibile, ripassiamo i brani scelti dai finalisti per l'ultima manche... e che vinca il migliore!
Una Finale incredibile, con tanti ospiti sensazionali e tre manche al cardiopalma per incoronare la nuova popstar del 2014.
Alessandro Cattelan, Fedez, Mika, Morgan e Victoria vi aspettano giovedì alle 21:10 in diretta dal Mediolanum Forum per l'incredibile Finale di #XF8!
PRIMA MANCHE
Ilaria - Sere nere (con Tiziano Ferro)
Lorenzo - Sei nell'anima (con Gianna Nannini)
Madh - Moon (con Malika Ayane)
Mario - La notte (con Arisa)
SECONDA MANCHE
Ilaria - My Name
Lorenzo - The Reason Why
Madh - Sayonara
Mario - All'orizzonte
TERZA MANCHE
Ilaria - You've Got the Love (dei Florence + The Machine)
Lorenzo - Rewind (di Paolo Nutini)
Madh - Heartbreak (di Nneka)
Mario - Use Somebody (dei Kings of Leon)
Per celebrare l'incoronazione, X Factor ha deciso di invitare tanti ospiti, italiani e internazionali, che divideranno il palco del Mediolanum Forum insieme ai nostri talenti.
#XF8 è iniziato con lui e con lui doveva terminare. Dopo la sensazionale performance del primo Live Show sulle note del suo ultimo singolo, Senza scappare mai più, Tiziano Ferro torna a regalarci grande musica d'autore su un palco ancora più grande: quello di Assago!
Per la prima volta a X Factor diamo il benvenuto a una delle rocker più importanti della musica italiana: Gianna Nannini! Con alla spalle 40 anni di carriera, centinaia di live e un album, Hitalia, appena uscito, Gianna Nannini ha scelto il palco di X Factor per regalarvi la Finale più spettacolare di sempre.
Da giudice ad amica e ora ospite della Finale, anche Arisa delizierà il pubblico della sua presenza. Reduce da un tour (Se vedo te tour) per molte tappe sold out, da un film, Colpi di fulmine e da un romanzo edito Mondadori Tu eri tutto per me, Arisa torna a X Factor per portare la sua musica.
L'ultimo ospite italiano che si esibirà sul palco del Medionalum Forum per la Finale di #XF8 è una cantautrice con all'attivo 3 album, un disco multiplatino, sette dischi di platino e due dischi d'oro. Stiamo parlando di Malika Ayane, la cantautrice classe '84 che dal 2008 fa impazzire il pubblico con brani del calibro di Ricomincio da qui e Come foglie.
Ma non è finita qui, vi avevamo parlato di ospiti stranieri... Il primo che vi sveliamo è un dj e produttore di fama internazionale, con oltre 8 milioni di album venduti in tutto il mondo e vincitore di 2 Grammy Awards: David Guetta! Per la prima volta in Italia con la sua band, eseguirà live durante la Finale il singolo Dangerous, il brano certificato platino e contenuto in Listen, il suo primo album di canzoni che vede la partecipazione di artisti del calibro di Emili Sande a John Legend, SIA, Nicki Minaj, The Script, Magic!, Ryan Tedder di One Republic.
I secondi ospiti internazionali sono la “New band of the day” come li definisce il Guardian: "Ogni loro canzone si annuncia con un fiorire e molto slancio, e c'è una leggera spolverata di ritmi caraibici, sapori tropicali e salotto-jazz." Loro sono i Saint Motel, che dal 2009 a oggi sono riusciti a suonare in tutti gli Stati Uniti aprendo i concerti degli Arctic Monkeys e degli Imagine Dragons. Durante la Finale di #XF8 canteranno il loro singolo My Type, che, dopo avere conquistato l'Inghilterra è ora ai vertici delle classifiche radio e di iTunes anche in Italia.
Il diciannovenne siciliano Lorenzo Fragola batte Madh nella finalissima del talent show in onda su Sky che registra record di ascolti e di interattività.
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Jennifer Lopez, la superstar internazionale che da oltre un decennio continua a catturare l'attenzione dei fan, ha confermato il suo primo concerto di sempre in Italia che si terrà il prossimo 11 ottobre all'Unipol Arena di Bologna come parte del suo Dance Again World Tour.
L'attrice, cantante e produttrice Jennifer Lopez, che continua ad influenzare una generazione di fan della pop music anche grazie al suo ultimo successo "On The Floor" già al n.1 delle classifiche internazionali, eseguirà sul palco dell'Unipol Arena di Bologna tutti i successi della sua lunga carriera che comprende 7 album da cui sono stati estratti numerosi singoli che hanno raggiunto la top 10 nei maggiori mercati del mondo, inclusa l'Italia.
Sukkot March, 2011. Annual march in Jerusalem. Blogged at apinnick.wordpress.com/2011/10/19/photos-sukkot-march-in-...
The Southern Pacific building, home office of the railroad of the same name, was constructed from 1916 to 1917. On 16 January 1918, the San Francisco Chronicle published a series of articles on the new building.
Here are excerpts from two of those articles:
“Structure Real Combination of Beauty, Utility” by W.D. Bliss, of Bliss & Faville, Architects.
Bliss described the building his firm designed.
Excerpt:
“The design of the building is Italian Renaissance. [...] The Ionic columns on the first floor are Boise stone. The arches, balustrades, balconies and the Corinthian columns on the ninth and tenth stories are terra cotta, and the main surface wall is brick.
ROMAN BRICKS USED
The bricks are what are known as Roman size, being thinner than the ordinary type. The color of the joint is kept the same color as the terra cotta and ties the color of the terra cotta to that of the brick.
The pavilions and balconies were introduced in the facade to relieve the monotony of too extensive wall surface, but at the same time an effort was made to avoid too much ornamentation, a mistake which often robs a building of its dignity.”
Another article, which is not credited to an author but reads as if written by a Southern Pacific publicist, touts the speed and grand scale of the building.
“Construction of Southern Pacific Building a World’s Record.”
Excerpt:
“Here are a few facts which serve to furnish an idea of the extent of the structure and of the problems faced by the builders. The building covers an entire block, furnishes 500,000 square feet of floor space, or sufficient standing room for every person in California. End on end, the piles would extend fifty miles into the earth. More than 2,500,000 bricks, 30 cars of piping, 10 elevators using three miles of cable, 1736 windows, 130,000 square feet of glass, 6 miles of pneumatic tubing, 13½ miles of plumber’s pipe, 14 miles of steam pipe, 2 miles of vacuum pipe, 50 miles of wire, 20 miles of conduit, and countless other items of similar magnitude went to make up the interior working machinery of the structure. September 1, 1917, on year to the day after the building was started, it was completed and turned over to the company - “on time.” And a new world’s record had been established.”
The article described it as the biggest building west of Chicago and emphasized the importance of it delivery “on time,” in keeping with the railroad’s train services.
My first published design!
Published in Jane Austen Knits, a special Interweave publication. Should hit newsstands in early November, but the digital version is available now!
Title: Trinity College School Postcard, c1912
Accession #: 2015-1-1
Description: Colour postcard featuring a view of Trinity College School, Port Hope, Ontario. Published by Valentine & Sons, c1912.
CREDIT TO THE PORT HOPE ARCHIVES - FOR HIGH RESOLUTION PRINTS/SCANS PLEASE CONTACT US AT archives@porthope.ca
This excerpt from a book published in 1900 is a product of its times, lacking a balanced historical perspective.
From Then and Now; or, Thirty-Six Years in the Rockies by Robert Vaughn, 1900, pp. 305-328 [public domain] :
GEN. GEORGE A. CUSTER, U. S. A.
The Hero of Little Big Horn
It is plain that Custer laid his plans to win the fight, and at once. From the position in which the dead were found it is also clear that, having found themselves entirely outnumbered and beyond the reach of help, they took position as best they could in a sort of triangle on the rough, hot hill side, and there died in battle. Custer’s brother, Colonel Tom Custer, held one corner of the triangle, and down nearest the river his brother-in-law, Calhoun, another, while the general held the higher ground, so as to see and direct the battle to the end. The men fell almost in line. The officers, Calhoun and Crittenden, fell in their places, as if on parade.
Two years afterwards Robert E. Strahorne, a particular friend of mine, who was all through the campaign with General Crook, sent me the following statement in regard to this Indian war:
“I was, during the trying days of 1876–77, the representative of an Eastern journal and attached to the expeditions which Brigadier General George Crook led against the hostile Sioux and Cheyennes, then commanded by Crazy Horse, Sitting Bull, Dull Knife and Little Wolf.
“In this campaign we were obliged to go without clothing or bedding, save such as we carried on our backs, and without food, except the scantiest allowance possible of bacon and coffee. In this one point, Crook is without a rival in the regular army; he subjects himself to just the same discomfort and hardships as his men have to endure and cuts loose from his wagon train for weeks and months at a time. His wagons are never allowed to become receptacles of luxuries and toothsome delicacies for himself and officers; they carry only grain, ammunition and the necessary articles of daily food.
“At the engagement on the Rosebud, Montana, June 17, 1876, Crazy Horse and Sitting Bull ‘bounced’ Crook with a force of painted and feathered red devils numbering well up307 in the thousands. Poor Custer met his fate at the hands of these same warriors only a week later. Crook’s forces were not much, if any, superior to Custer’s whole command, but he was fortunate in keeping them undivided. He withstood the attack with great skill and courage, although for a while things certainly looked very blue. On this day, a little company of Montana miners, who had been out in the Black Hills prospecting and had joined Crook while on their way back to Montana, did splendid work with their Sharp’s sporting rifles. Crook and Terry, those grand soldiers, after poor Custer’s command had been wiped out, united their forces on the Yellowstone. How Terry then took for his share the task of cleaning out any hostiles to be found north of the Yellowstone, while Crook, like a bull-dog, hung to the trail which led to the south; how he followed it without bedding, without shelter, without food other than horse meat and berries found in captured villages, and in spite of the pitiless rain which beat down upon us (for I was one of those who camped on the trail), day after day, during the entire march from the mouth of Powder river to the Black Hills.
“I could write a book about our trials and tribulations on those marches, and sometime in the future the half-formed fancy of the present moment may take shape. One thing I wish to impress upon the minds of present and future Montanians, and that is the fact that the campaigns of General Crook and brother officers and men in 1876 and 1877 had the positive result of opening to their permanent occupation and use those vast and beautiful regions drained by the Yellowstone, Big Horn, Rosebud, Tongue, Powder, Musselshell and Judith rivers—regions which up that time had swarmed with the most powerful, vindictive and treacherous tribes of savages America has produced. I went into those campaigns knowing little of the regular army, and indeed somewhat308 prejudiced against it; I came out satisfied that the mass of its officers and men, the ‘youngsters’ especially, were brave, intelligent, patriotic, ambitious and courteous—men of whom any country should be proud.
“Closing this reminiscence of an arduous season of toil and danger, I am glad to say that among the lieutenants with whom I faced the red foe, and for whom I formed a great attachment, was the witty, bright and brave Schwatka, whose successes as an Arctic explorer have since made him world famous; Bourke, who besides being an officer of exceptional gallantry and good judgment, has devoted himself, with great patience, to the collection of memoranda upon the manners and customs of the aborigines; Carpenter, noted as an entomologist, and dozens of other officers—Eagan, Charles King, Schuyler, Allison, Chase, Lemley, McKinney (since killed), Delaney, Randall, Sibley, Nickerson, Henry, as brave and intelligent as any men can be—in the army or out of it.
“As Sherman’s army had an important element following and surrounding it—‘the bummers’—so this hard-worked force that Crook commanded had attached to it a force of correspondents whom I compare, and in all kindness, to the ‘bummers’ whom Sherman led to the sea. They were an exceptionally fine lot of men. There was Jack Finerty of the Chicago Times. I have always had a notion that he stepped out from some place in Lever’s novels; he was brave to rashness, and devoted to the interests of his great journal. Joe Wason, of the Alta California and the New York Tribune, always on the skirmish line after ‘pints.’ His red head shone like the danger signal of a freight train, but in spite of his red head he was one of the best fellows I ever knew. T. C. MacMillan of the Chicago Inter Ocean, and J. J. Roche of the New York Herald, both physically weak, but intellectually strong, and so on through the list. Readers of the Boston309 Advertiser, New York Herald and Tribune, Alta California, Philadelphia Press, Washington Star, Denver News, Omaha Republican and Herald, Cheyenne Sun, and other papers represented at various times during that campaign of seventeen months’ duration, never imagined while they were reading our letters at their comfortable breakfast table, and growling at the dashed correspondents because they ‘didn’t make ’em more full,’ that the ‘dashed correspondent,’ dressed in rags, soaked through with rain, and almost crazed with want of food and rest, was writing his letters on a cottonwood chip or a piece of flat stone, and often at the risk of his life from a stray bullet.”
There is now in this state one witness of the Custer battles, who is perhaps the only one living. He is William Jackson, an intelligent and well educated half-breed, who now lives at the Blackfeet reservation sixty-five miles from here.
After a long life as government scout, he has turned his attention to farming and cattle raising, and in this pursuit he has been quite successful. He was in this city a few days ago on his way from Helena, where he had been as a witness in a trial which was held in the United States court. A correspondent of the Anaconda Standard, at this place, had an important interview with Mr. Jackson, which is as follows. He says: “Mitch Bouille, William Cross and myself were acting as guides and scouts for the Custer-Terry expedition against the Sioux and Cheyennes who were under the leadership of the wily old Sitting Bull. The battle, as you know, took place on June 25, 1876. On the morning of that day the troopers had made an early start and we, the scouts, had gone ahead on a reconnoitering expedition. When we returned to report we met the command crossing the divide between the Rosebud and Little Big Horn rivers, General Custer rode at the head of his command, the Seventh Cavalry, and Captains311 French and Benteen and Major Reno were in command of other divisions.
“We had discovered the hostiles camped near the Little Big Horn and about seven miles straight ahead of the soldiers. We so reported to General Custer, and he, calling a halt, summoned the officers under him for a council. The troops were shut out from view on the part of the hostiles by a ridge of land, and it was at the base of this that the council of war was held. It lasted but a few minutes, and Custer’s desire for an immediate engagement carried the day. The soldiers were divided into three battalions. Major Reno with three companies and all of the scouts was to advance rapidly and from a commanding ridge make a charge upon the upper end of the Sioux camp, first gaining a patch of timber about six hundred yards from the enemy. In the meantime General Custer, with five companies, would deploy around the edge of the ridge where they were now halted and attack the lower end of the village and cut off all retreat on the part of the Sioux. Captain Benteen, with four companies, would take up a position on the east bank of the Little Big Horn, overlooking the village and protecting the pack train and baggage.
“As the officers left the council they quickly gave orders to the men, and in an instant all were busy inspecting and loading their pistols and carbines, filling their ammunition belts, tightening saddles and looking to every detail preparatory to the fight. Soon the bugle sounded, ‘Prepare to mount; mount, forward!’ Custer and his men went to the right, Reno to the left, toward the ford of the Little Big Horn. The horses went forward at a sharp trot, and in the moment of waiting on the bank of the stream I looked back and saw Custer with his five companies charging upon the village, Custer fully fifty yards in the lead. That was the last time I ever looked upon that heroic soldier alive or his gallant men. We312 were soon busy in making the ford, which was somewhat difficult, and then we advanced up the ridge, taking the position assigned us at the council. Up to that time there had been no incident of interest. The troops were dismounted and the horses left in the care of every fourth soldier. Everything was ready for the fight to begin and the wait was not long.
“The hostiles had discovered us at once and took the initiative by making a vicious charge up the hill. Their main body gained a vantage ground behind an elevation sufficient to protect them and just in front of our position. As they charged they drove in our skirmish line, which took a position just inside the timber. The fight was furious for a time, the Indians outnumbering Reno’s command at least ten to one. A second charge from the hostiles drove us still higher up the ridge, at least one mile further from the village, and it was in our retreat that we first heard the sounds of firing in the lower end of the village where Custer was engaged. It could not have been very heavy, as he met but few hostiles at the first of the engagement, but it was sufficient to draw the attention of the Indians away from us and turn it upon the unfortunates who were attacking them in the rear. This was between 3 and 4 o’clock in the afternoon and from that time the fighting in the lower end of the Indian camp was hot and heavy. The sound of firing increased steadily until it became a roar, and then it died gradually away until there was only the scattered reports of single shots. All this took place in the space of two hours, and when the June sun set behind the Little Big Horn mountains the Custer command had been entirely wiped out.
“Of course we did not know this at the time, but wondered how the fight had gone. Soon we suspected that something was wrong, for the Indians again turned their attention to313 Reno, and from that time there was no opportunity to think of anything save what we saw going on about us, and in which we were vitally interested, for the onslaughts of the painted warriors became desperate. Inflamed by their success in killing the Custer command, they now determined to sweep away the rest of their enemies, and time and again they charged up the hill to capture Reno. Only the strength of our position prevented our meeting a fate like that of Custer, and it was after dark before the hostiles gave up their attempt to dislodge and slaughter us. My personal interest in the fray was strong. I had been in the skirmish line, and when we were driven back by the hostiles we retreated slowly, protecting the withdrawal of the main body of Reno’s command. In doing this fourteen of us were cut off from the command and had to take to the brush and hide. Before we could conceal ourselves ten of the fourteen had been killed, leaving only Lieutenant Deridio, F. F. Gerard, Tom O’Neal and myself.
“Fortunately we were not discovered, and at midnight, after all danger of the enemy was past, we slipped from our covert and made ready to join our command. We stripped the blankets from the bodies of dead Indians, which were plentifully strewn through the timber, and wrapping these about us we filed Indian fashion up the bank of the stream. We did not know just where Reno was camped and our first desire was to get outside of the ‘dead circle,’ or picket line, of the Sioux. We advanced cautiously and making as little noise as possible, but in spite of that we suddenly ran into a body of fifteen Sioux pickets. To hesitate was to be suspected, and suspicion on their part just then meant death to us. We advanced steadily and without exhibiting surprise. We had partly passed the party when one of them demanded who we were. I could speak Sioux as well as my own tongue, and without delay replied ‘Us.’
314 “‘Where are you going?’ was the next question, and my answer to this was, ‘for our horses.’ This satisfied the interrogators, and we had escaped the first danger.
“We had succeeded in crossing the stream and following the trail along the bank, faint in the dim moonlight, when we came to an opening in the dense cottonwoods, and there we ran into a camp of several hundred Indians. Gerard immediately took them to be our men and belonging to Reno’s command. He shouted: ‘Don’t shoot, boys; we are friends.’ The startled Indians cried out: ‘Lay non; wa-see-cha ah-he-pe ah-lo!’ (It is the enemy; the evil bad snows are upon us!) At this I dropped my blanket and ran, getting into the brush and away from the trail. Some one followed me closely, and I made up my mind that if he ever caught me there would be a fight to death between us. I could actually feel the knive thrust between my ribs in my highly excited imagination, and when I reached the river bank I turned to face my pursuer. Then I found that it was none other than Gerard, who had chosen the same path as myself. We waited a minute or two and listened. Then we heard four shots, and we were sure that our companions were lost.
“We waited no longer but plunged into the stream and gained the opposite bank, following it as far as we dared. Dawn was breaking and through the day we lay hidden in the willows, watching the battle which followed between the Indians and Reno’s command. As the sun arose we could see the Indians circling about the camp and occupying every adjacent hill. A scattering fire was maintained until 9 o’clock, when the Indians made a savage assault upon the east side of Reno’s position. The soldiers appeared to be very cool and poured in a murderous fire, which forced the hostiles to fall back with heavy loss. An hour later they made a second desperate charge, and so fierce was this that they actually315 fought with the soldiers over the breastworks, hand to hand. But again the discipline of the soldiers was more than a match for the fanatical frenzy of the Sioux, and they were driven back the second time. The soldiers had lost but few in this conflict, while their savage foes were strewn all over the side of the hill. From that time until noon there was only firing at long range. Then came a third charge, easily repulsed. From that time until 4 o’clock in the afternoon each side rested on its arms. About that hour, sheltered by a hill and not more than one thousand yards distant from the soldiers, the Indians held a council of war. In a few minutes there were evidences of departure in the Indian village, and it was then that the strength of the foe appeared. They could be seen by the thousand, scurrying about through the camp, taking down the lodges, loading the ponies with packs and with travois, and when the baggage train was finally completed, hurrying off to the north under a strong escort of warriors, making for the Big Horn mountains. At sunset all of them had disappeared and we dared venture out from our hiding place.
“Approaching Reno’s position cautiously, for fear of being shot by the sentinels in the darkness, we were fortunate in getting inside the lines in time to meet Major Reno himself with members of his staff. To them I related what we had seen and heard, including the story of the loss of our companions, but before I had finished a challenge was heard, and into the camp came an orderly with Deridio and O’Neal. We were overjoyed, but there was little time for congratulations. Mounted on the best horse remaining in the command—for the long range fighting had killed many of those in the troop—I was sent with dispatches to Generals Custer and Terry.
“Three miles down the Little Big Horn I came upon the battlefield and it was a most grievious sight. Scattered or heaped up on the plain were the bodies of 237 men, every316 one save that of Custer mutilated in the most horrible manner known to the Indian mind. Not one had a vestage of clothing upon it; all had been stripped off and carried away by the exulting fiends. In Custer’s body there were the marks of two bullet wounds, and undoubtedly I was the first man to look upon the terrible sight. It was too much for me and I turned and rode swiftly away down the river, shortly afterward meeting General Terry and his soldiers. To him I gave my dispatches and was immediately sent back to Major Reno with instructions to bury the dead. This was completed about 1 o’clock in the afternoon of the 27th. The wounded in Reno’s command were taken to the mouth of the Big Horn river, and thence conveyed down the Yellowstone on the steamer Far West to Bismarck. The next day we gathered up large quantities of pemmican and other provisions and camp utensils left by the Sioux in their hurried flight, and burned them. Although I was but a youth when this occurred, it made an impression upon my mind that I shall never forget, and the details of those horrible two or three days are as fresh now as they were at the time of occurrence. Five years ago I went over ‘The Custer Battlefield,’ where the soldiers are buried, with Mrs. Eustis, whose son Jack, then a recent graduate from West Point, had been one of the victims under Custer. She had cherished a hope of recovering his bones, but although we had with us a number of Sioux and Cheyennes who had taken part in the fight, and each tried his best to recall all of the fearful scene, we were unable to help her, and she was obliged to return to her Eastern home with frustrated hopes. The incident, however, called up in mind all of the gruesome details of the battlefield as I saw it on that memorable morning, and I shall never care to repeat the experience.”
General Terry, in his official report dated Camp on Little Big Horn, June 27, 1876, noticed the military movement in317 the direction where Custer and his men had fallen, and submitted for the information of the war department the following important explanation:
“At the mouth of the Rosebud I informed General Custer that I should take the supply steamer Far West up the Yellowstone to ferry General Gibbon’s column over the river; that I should personally accompany that column, and that it would in all probability reach the mouth of the Little Big Horn, on the 26th inst. The steamer reached General Gibbon’s troops, near the mouth of the Big Horn, early on the 24th, and at 4 o’clock in the afternoon all his men and animals were across the Yellowstone. At 5 o’clock the column, consisting of five companies of the Seventh Infantry, four companies of the Seventh Cavalry, and a battery of three gatling guns, marched out to and across Tullock’s creek, starting soon after 5 o’clock on the morning of the 25th. The infantry made a march of twenty-two miles over the most difficult country I have ever seen. In order that scouts might be sent into the valley of the Little Big Horn, the cavalry with the battery was then pushed on thirteen or fourteen miles further, reaching camp at midnight. The scouts were sent out at 4:30 on the morning of the 26th. The scouts discovered three Indians, who were at first supposed to be Sioux, but when overtaken they proved to be Crows, who had been with General Custer. They brought the first intelligence of the battle. Their story was not credited. It was supposed that some fighting, perhaps severe fighting, had taken place, but it was not believed that disaster could have overtaken so large a force as twelve companies of cavalry. The infantry, which had broken camp very early, soon came up and the whole column entered and moved up the valley of the Little Big Horn. During the afternoon efforts were made to send scouts to what was supposed to be General Custer’s position, and to318 obtain information of the condition of affairs, but those who were sent out were driven back by parties of Indians, who, in increasing numbers, were seen hovering on General Gibbon’s front. At twenty minutes before 9 o’clock in the evening the infantry had marched between twenty-five and thirty miles; the men were very weary and daylight was falling; the column was, therefore, halted for the night at a point about eleven miles in a straight line above the mouth of the stream. Next morning the movement was resumed, and after a march of nine miles Major Reno’s intrenched position was reached. The withdrawal of the Indians from around Reno’s command, and from the valley, was undoubtedly caused by the appearance of General Gibbon’s troops. Major Reno and Captain Benteen, both of whom are officers of great experience, accustomed to see large masses of mounted men, estimated the number of Indians engaged at not less than twenty-five hundred. Other officers think that the number was greater than this. The village in the valley was about three miles in length and about a mile in width. Besides the lodges proper, a great number of temporary brushwood shelters were found in it, indicating that many men, besides its proper inhabitants, had gathered together there.”
William Sellow, who now lives in Teton county, Montana, also one of the scouts who served under General Custer, contributes the following to the Dupuyer Acantha, July 15, 1899:
“Quite often, especially of recent years, I have seen articles in papers and magazines relating to the actions and motives of General Custer that led up to the massacre of his historic band. Most of these do grievious wrong to the bravest and best officer the United States government ever sent out to fight Indians on the frontier. Books, too, go so far as to call him a suicide and murderer for going at the head of his men into the battle of Little Big Horn on June 25, 1876.
319 “At that time I was in Custer’s employ as a civilian scout, and had known him for a long time. I knew his ways of attacking Indians, and knew his unbounded confidence in his men. I had known him to win Indian fights against greater odds than his last one. For instance, at Wichita, he routed them with a force that numbered ten to one. Had he, in his last fight been supported as he could and should have been, he would have won the day, and then the Sitting Bull war would have ended and not have lasted until it cost much money and many lives. Not until the buffalo were killed and other game became scarce were the Indians satisfied to accept government rations and spend their honeymoon at home. An Indian’s heart is never good until he is hungry and cold.
“Custer has been accused by would-be historians of going contrary to orders in his last campaign, and to refute these charges I write to follow him as far, or farther, than anyone else is truthfully capable of doing. That he did not go contrary to orders in his last movements the captain acting as General Terry’s adjutant at the time, if he is alive, will gladly, doubtless, testify. Unfortunately, I have forgotten his name. He will remember the greater part of the orders.
“After we, the scouts, delivered to Custer his last orders, I know he had no opportunity to receive any more, and as I recount the events as nearly as I can remember them at this length of time, it will be seen that I am correct.
“General Terry started myself and another scout to overtake and join Custer. After leaving the supply train and headquarters on about June 22, 1876, we reached the camp that night and delivered our message. The reader will see that in those stirring times when a scout was given a message it was in duplicate, one for the perusal of the scout and one for the receiver. These precautions were taken for fear one or both might be lost en route. In the first case the open one could be delivered, and in the second the scout might deliver320 the message from memory. I have yet in my possession the extra copy of this message, but unfortunately, it is so old and pocket-worn as to be only partially decipherable. From this, aided by memory, I give the message:
“‘To Lieutenant Colonel Custer, Seventh United States Cavalry:
“‘The brigadier general commanding desires that you proceed up the Rosebud in pursuit of the Indians, whose trail was discovered by Major Reno’s scouts a few days ago. Of course, it is impossible for me to give definite instructions with regard to this movement, and were it not impossible to do so, the department commander places too much confidence in your zeal, energy and ability to wish to impose upon you orders that would conflict with your own judgment and which might hamper your actions when nearly in contact with the enemy. I will, however, indicate to you his ideas of what your movements should be and he desires you to conform to them unless your own judgment should give you sufficient reasons for departing from them. He thinks you should proceed up the Rosebud until you ascertain definitely the direction in which the trail above spoken of leads. Should it be found that it turns toward the Little Big Horn he thinks you should still proceed southward as far as the headwaters of Tongue river and then toward the Rosebud and the Little Big Horn, keeping scouts out constantly to your left, so as to prevent the possibility of the escape of the Indians to the south or southeast by passing around your left flank. The column of Colonel Gibbons is now in motion for the mouth of the Big Horn. As soon as it reaches that point it will cross the Yellowstone and move up as far at least as the forks of the Big Horn and the Little Big Horn. Of course, its future will be controlled by circumstances as they exist. But it is hoped that the Indians, if upon the Little Big Horn, may be so nearly enclosed by the two columns that their escape will be impossible.
321 “‘The department commander desires that, on your way up the Rosebud, you should have your scouts thoroughly examine the upper part of Tullock’s fork, and that you should endeavor to send scouts through to Colonel Gibbon’s command with the result of your examination. The lower part of this will be examined by Colonel Gibbon’s scouts.
“‘The supply steamer will be pushed up the Big Horn as far as the forks of the Big and Little Big Horn, if the river is found navigable that far.
“‘The department commander, who will accompany the column of Colonel Gibbons, desires you to report to him there no later than the expiration of the time for which your troops are rationed, unless in the meantime you receive further orders.’
“After sleeping about two hours that same night we got fresh horses and Custer started us with instructions to go to the east of Tullock’s fork and to follow it down to its mouth at Tullock’s creek and to keep a sharp lookout for any signs of Indians, and to report to him again that night if possible. This we did, seeing nothing but the trail of a small war party going toward the Big Horn.
“We had been rolled up in our blankets but a few hours when Charlie Reynolds and a half-breed Sioux scout, Bill Cross, came in with a report which caused Custer to send for us again. After getting fresh horses we were given a dispatch to carry to Colonel Gibbon’s command. We reached the river, which we crossed by the aid of our horses’ tails with our clothes tied so as to keep them as dry as possible. We reached the command that day. The next morning I was sent back to the supply train, which was still at Powder river, and my companion was sent to join Benteen’s command. He was with the latter during his engagement with the Indians, and he gives Colonel322 Benteen great credit for bravery. The colonel, he says, when the men behind the breastworks ran short of ammunition, with his own hands carried it and threw it over to them, being all the time exposed to the deadly fire of the enemy.
“In twenty-four hours I reached the supply train and was afforded another opportunity to fill up and get some sleep. On the 26th we met a Sioux scout, Bloody Knife, coming in badly scared and he seemed to think that Custer had been killed, although he had not seen him. Another scout, George Mulligan, and myself had been sent out to find Custer.
“We had not gone far when we met Bill Cross and eight Ree Indian scouts. They had a few Sioux ponies which they said they had captured. They told us that Custer and his command were killed, but they did not seem to know much about it. They could not tell us just where the fight took place, hence we took little stock in their story. We learned afterward, however, that when Custer made the charge they gathered up the Sioux horses that had strayed out on the hills, and pulled out for a more healthy climate. Scout Reynolds had the same privilege, but chose to go into the battle, and was afterward found in the same deadly circle with General Custer with many empty shells around them as evidence of a desperate fight.
“Reynolds well knew of Custer’s ability to deal with the Indians against fearful odds, for he had previously fought with him. He also knew the odds he had to face that day, as we spoke of it when we last met and he proved by his actions that he could not have been aware of any wrong-doing on the part of the general when he, of his own free will, followed him that day.
“After leaving Cross and the Ree scouts we met Curley, the Crow Indian scout, who was with Custer at the beginning of the fight. That pock-marked villain and liar, Rain-in-the-Face,323 says Curley is a liar, that he was not there, but I know for a fact that Rain-in-the-Face had never met Curley, nor to the best of my knowledge has he ever seen him since. I have heard Rain talk and he will never get into the happy hunting grounds if veracity is to be his passport.
“When we met Curley he was so badly scared that I doubt if he would have known himself. He had a Sioux medicine or war pony in full paint and feathers, a Sioux blanket and part of a war bonnet that he wore in his escape, and which he got from a dead Sioux medicine man who was killed near him in the first attack. The blanket had some blood on it. His own horse was killed and he appropriated the medicine man’s property, and instead of trying to run the gauntlet he moved along with the enemy, trusting to his disguise to deceive them. When he saw an opportunity he dropped out of his bad company and escaped. When I last saw him with Custer he had his Crow clothes on and had his own pony, and he had no other chance to get the outfit. Had he been a white man he would not have had any chance of escape even with that rig. He does not claim to have tried to fight, but only to escape, and his first account of the affair is no doubt the correct one, as anyone acquainted with the Indians and their mode of fighting will admit its feasibility.
“I understand that there was an ex-soldier at the World’s Fair in Chicago, who posed as a soldier in the Seventh cavalry, who escaped from the fatal field. He was an impostor, for none but Curley left the ground alive. He may have dreamed it and believes in dreams.
“When the Seventh cavalry rode away from Fort Lincoln with the White Horse company, the band belonging to it played one of Custer’s favorites, ‘The Girl I Left Behind Me.’ Ever after that, when I heard the familiar tune on the plains, my mind was carried back to the parting scene at the fort,325 and in the foreground of memory’s picture stands, with tear-dimmed eyes, a sad, brave woman. Well might her heart nigh break, for she knew, as no one else did, that her brave husband was going on an expedition fraught with untold, hidden dangers, and not upon a summer outing.
“Crazy Horse and Goose, each with a band of Cheyennes, fought against Custer. In fact, the former was looked upon as the head war chief, Sitting Bull being more of a medicine man and prophet. The prevalent belief is that Sitting Bull was the worst Indian and head war chief. This is a mistake. There were several worse than he and more treacherous, but as most of them are dead and good Indians, I will not take the trouble to name them or to recount their good (?) deeds. Gall was the head man among those who fought Reno and Benteen, and would have got away with them only for the personal bravery of the latter.
“When General Terry left the field and General Miles took command all Terry’s and Custer’s scouts who were alive went to work for the new commander, except George Mulligan and Jimmy-from-Cork. But there were only five of us left—Bob and Bill Jackson, Vick Smith, Cody and myself. However, Miles re-enforced us with several others.
“Scout Billy Jackson was with Custer on the morning of the 25th, but left before the engagement to join Reno, and knew nothing of the terrible conflict until the next day. On the 27th they came to the battlefield, and Jackson, with four other scouts, identified the remains of General Custer and Scout Reynolds. His report of the battlefield may be vouched for, as he was ever known as a brave, cool, clear-headed and truthful scout, whom General Miles said he could always depend upon. He, too, maintains that Custer did not go contrary to orders.”
327 Custer had divided his force into three parts. Benteen had orders to sweep everything before him to the left, and Reno was to drive right at the enemy. But it seems that neither he nor any other officer who was in this campaign had an idea that the Indian forces were as strong as they proved to be. There were at least eight Indian warriors to one soldier; neither did he know that they were so well supplied with arms and ammunition. Here is where Custer was deceived, or likely he would have kept his men together and won the battle.
On the arrival of General Gibbon the dead were buried and the wounded men of Reno’s and Benteen’s commands were given attention. After Gibbon and his men returned to Fort Shaw, I had an interview with the general and with many of the soldiers who were on the battlefield and assisted in burying the dead. They said that all the men, except Custer, were horribly mutilated and divested of all their clothing.
Again we return to Sitting Bull. Soon after the death of Custer, Sheridan, who was at the head of the war department, called out troops and fought him the balance of the season almost continuously, but the great chief always avoided open battle. In October General Miles drove him across the Missouri river, killing some Indians, capturing two thousand men, women and children, and destroying many of their supplies. The warriors who remained were scattered and discouraged; skulked back into the mountains, while Sitting Bull, with his followers crossed the line into the British possessions. In the meantime Generals Crook and Terry fought and defeated Chief Crazy Horse on the Rosebud towards the close of the year.
To give an idea of the vastness of the country where the hostile Indians had established their camps, I will give the approximate area, which was 125 by 200 miles, or 25,000 square miles. The Yellowstone river is about 350 miles long,328 200 of which was included in this area. The length of Powder river is 150 miles; the Tongue river the same, the Rosebud 125, the Big Horn about of similar length. With all of the tributaries of these rivers, and with the hills and mountain passes, the Indians were familiar; in this respect they had the advantage over the military. To go into details of those campaigns, extending over this great territory—the fearful severity—the long marching for months at a time through an untrodden wilderness, and sometimes a scarcity of food, clothing and bedding—the many battles that were fought, to which I have made no reference; burying the dead and taking care of the wounded—to tell all this would make a book in itself. But one thing I will insert here: That monument in Custer county, which marks the graves of those who have given their lives for this mountain land, and are peacefully sleeping at the base of it, will be kept erect by the Montanians as long as those everlasting peaks which overlook this sacred spot from the mountain tops near by shall remain.
Robert Vaughn.
July 24, 1899.
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Gli W.A.S.P. sono un gruppo heavy metal statunitense, formatosi a Los Angeles nel 1982 da una idea del polistrumentista Blackie Lawless e del chitarrista Randy Piper.
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Il significato dell'acronimo W.A.S.P. non è mai stato ufficialmente rivelato dalla band. Molti hanno ipotizzato che significasse "We Are Sexual Perverts", in quanto questa dicitura appariva scritta sul bordo dell'LP del primo album omonimo. Altri, cercando di interpretarlo in base alle tendenze shock rock del gruppo, ipotizzarono "We Are Satan's People" oppure "Watch As Sinners Play", o ancora "We Are Satan's Preachers".
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Blackie Lawless - cantante, chitarrista, bassista
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Mike Duda - bassista
Mike Dupke - batterista
The Postcard
A postcard published by Stengel & Co. of 39, Redcross Street, London E.C.
The card was posted in East Dulwich on Monday the 27th. August 1906 to:
Miss Doris Revell,
Puckeridge,
Ware,
Herts.
The message on the front of the card continued on the divided back:
"... album.
I expect you are enjoying
your holiday.
Mind you take care of
Auntie".
Notable People Associated With Brixton
Notable residents of Brixton include:
- Havelock Ellis, pioneer sexologist lived at Dover Mansions on Canterbury Crescent.
- C. L. R. James, the writer and black political activist, lived in Railton Road, above the offices of Race Today.
- Dan Leno (1860–1904), an English music hall comedian famous for his drag acts lived at 56 Akerman Road.
- David Bowie was born at 40 Stansfield Road, Brixton.
- Former London Mayor Ken Livingstone grew up and lived for many years in Brixton.
- Former British Prime Minister John Major spent part of his childhood in a two-room flat off Coldharbour Lane living with his father, former Music Hall performer Tom Major-Ball.
- Max Wall, comedian and music hall performer, was born in Brixton.
- Freddie Davies, the "parrot-faced" comedian and actor, was born in Brixton in 1937.
- Sharon Osbourne, wife of Ozzy Osbourne and daughter of Don Arden, was born in Brixton.
- Novelist Martin Millar lived here, and most of his novels are set in and around Brixton.
- Frank Reginald Carey, Second World War fighter ace, was born in Brixton.
- In the musical comedy 'Leave it to Jeeves', P. G. Wodehouse revealed that his iconic manservant Jeeves grew up in Brixton.
- Clive Dunn (1920-2012), best known for playing Lance-Corporal Jack Jones ("Don't panic!", and "Permission to speak, sir?") in the British sitcom Dad's Army, was born in Brixton.
Edward Gein
So what else happened on the day the card was posted to Doris?
Well, the 27th. August 1906 marked the birth of Edward Theodore Gein, also known as the Butcher of Plainfield or the Plainfield Ghoul. He was an American murderer and body snatcher.
His crimes, committed around his hometown of Plainfield, Wisconsin, gathered widespread notoriety after authorities discovered Gein had exhumed corpses from local graveyards and fashioned trophies and keepsakes from their bones and skin.
Gein confessed to killing two women; tavern owner Mary Hogan in 1954, and a Plainfield hardware store owner, Bernice Worden, in 1957.
Gein was initially found unfit to stand trial, and confined to a mental health facility. In 1968, Gein was found guilty but legally insane of the murder of Worden, and was remanded to a psychiatric institution.
Death
He died at Mendota Mental Health Institute of liver cancer and respiratory failure, on the 26th. July 1984, age 77.
He is buried next to his family in the Plainfield Cemetery, in a now-unmarked grave.
A postcard published by the Hart Publishing Co. Ltd. of London E.C.
It was posted on Monday the 12th. August 1912 to:
Mrs. N.F. Fawles,
2, Alstone Villas,
Gloucester Road,
Cheltenham
There is a message on the back of the card, but it is not legible.
Scarborough
Scarborough is a town on the North Sea coast of North Yorkshire. The town lies between 10–230 feet (3–70 m) above sea level, rising steeply northward and westward from the harbour on to limestone cliffs. The older part of the town lies around the harbour, and is protected by a rocky headland.
With a population of just over 61,000, Scarborough is the largest holiday resort on the Yorkshire coast. The town has fishing and service industries, including a growing digital and creative economy, as well as being a tourist destination. People who live in the town are known as Scarborians.
The Development of Scarborough as a Resort
In 1626, Mrs Thomasin Farrer discovered a stream of acidic water running from one of the cliffs to the south of the town. This gave birth to Scarborough Spa, and Dr. Robert Wittie's book about the spa waters published in 1660 attracted a flood of visitors to the town.
Scarborough Spa became Britain's first seaside resort, though the first rolling bathing machines were not noted on the sands until 1735. It was a popular getaway destination for the wealthy of London.
The coming of the Scarborough-York railway in 1845 increased the tide of visitors. Scarborough railway station claims to have the world's longest platform seat. From the 1880's until the First World War, Scarborough was one of the regular destinations for The Bass Excursions, when fifteen trains would take between 8,000 and 9,000 employees of Bass's Burton brewery on an annual trip to the seaside.
The Grand Hotel
When the Grand Hotel (shown in the photograph) was completed in 1867, it was one of the largest hotels in the world, and one of the first giant purpose-built hotels in Europe.
Four towers represent the seasons, 12 floors represent the months, 52 chimneys represent the weeks, and originally 365 bedrooms represented the days of the year. A blue plaque outside marks where the novelist Anne Brontë died in 1849. She was buried in the graveyard of St. Mary's Church by the castle.
Maritime Events Associated With Scarborough
During the Great War, the town was bombarded by German warships. Scarborough Pier Lighthouse, built in 1806, was damaged in the attack.
In 1929 the steam drifter Ascendent caught a 560-pound (250 kg) tunny (Atlantic bluefin tuna), and a Scarborough showman awarded the crew 50 shillings so he could exhibit it as a tourist attraction.
Big-game tunny fishing off Scarborough effectively started in 1930 when Lawrie Mitchell-Henry landed a tunny caught on rod and line weighing 560 pounds (250 kg).
A gentlemen's club, the British Tunny Club, was founded in 1933, and set up its headquarters in the town at the place which is now a restaurant with the same name.
Sir Edward Peel landed a world-record tunny of 798 pounds (362 kg), capturing the record by 40 pounds (18.1 kg) from one caught off Nova Scotia by American champion Zane Grey. The British record, which still stands, is for a fish weighing 851 pounds (386 kg) caught off Scarborough in 1933 by Lawrie Mitchell-Henry.
On the 5th. June 1993 Scarborough made headlines around the world when a landslip caused part of the Holbeck Hall Hotel, along with its gardens, to fall into the sea.
Although the slip was shored up with rocks and the land has long since grassed over, evidence of the cliff's collapse remains clearly visible from The Esplanade, near Shuttleworth Gardens.
The Keystone Cops
So what else happened on the day that the card was posted?
Well, on the 12th. August 1912, Keystone Studios was formed by filmmaker Mack Sennett, producing comedies, most notably those of the Keystone Cops.
SIng Sing Executions
Also on that day, a record seven convicts were put to death in the electric chair at Sing Sing, the New York penitentiary at Ossining, New York, in a little more than an hour.
The first man was executed at 5:09 am, and the last at 6:14 am.
Five were Italian-Americans who had burgled a house at Griffin's Corners, New York in November, during which a sixth man, Santo Zanzara, had stabbed an occupant to death. Zanzara had been executed earlier, and the other five were put to death as accessories.
Sing Sing Correctional Facility
Sing Sing Correctional Facility, formerly Ossining Correctional Facility, is a maximum-security prison operated by the New York State Department of Corrections and Community Supervision in the village of Ossining, New York.
It is about 30 miles (48 km) north of New York City on the east bank of the Hudson River. It holds about 1,700 inmates and housed the execution chamber for the State of New York until the abolition of capital punishment in New York in 1977.
The name "Sing Sing" was derived from the Sintsink Native American tribe from whom the land was purchased in 1685, and was formerly the name of the village. In 1970, the prison's name was changed to the Ossining Correctional Facility, but it reverted to its original name in 1985. There are plans to convert the original 1825 cell block into a museum.
Sing Sing - The Early Years
Sing Sing was the fifth prison constructed by New York state authorities. In 1824, the New York Legislature gave Elam Lynds, warden of Auburn Prison and a former United States Army captain, the task of constructing a new, more modern prison.
Lynds spent months researching possible locations for the prison, considering Staten Island, the Bronx, and Silver Mine Farm, an area in the town of Mount Pleasant on the banks of the Hudson River.
By May 1824, Lynds had decided to build a prison on Mount Pleasant, near (and thus named after) a small village in Westchester County named Sing Sing, whose name came from the Wappinger (Native American) words sinck sinck which translates to 'stone upon stone'.
In March 1825, the legislature appropriated $20,100 to purchase the 130-acre (0.53 km2) site, and the project received the official stamp of approval. Lynds selected 100 inmates from the Auburn prison for transfer and had them transported by barge via the Erie Canal and down the Hudson River to freighters.
On their arrival on the 14th. May 1825, the site was without a place to receive them or a wall to enclose them. Temporary barracks, a cook house, carpenter and blacksmith's shops were rushed to completion.
When Sing Sing was opened in 1826, it was considered a model prison because it turned a profit for the state. By October 1828, Sing Sing was completed. Lynds employed the Auburn system, which imposed absolute silence on the prisoners; the system was enforced by whipping and other punishments.
John Luckey, the prison chaplain around 1843, reported Lynds' actions in running the prison to New York Governor William H. Seward and the president of the Board of Inspectors, John Edmonds, in order to have Lynds removed. Luckey also created a religious library for the prison, with the purpose of teaching correct moral principles.
In 1844, the New York Prison Association was inaugurated in order to monitor state prison administration. The Association was made up of reformers interested in the rehabilitation of prisoners through humane treatment.
Eliza Farnham obtained a position in charge of the women's ward at Sing Sing largely on the recommendation of these reformers. She overturned the strictly silent practice in prison, and introduced social engagement to shift concern more toward the future instead of dwelling on the criminal past.
She included novels by Charles Dickens in Luckey's religious library, novels of which the chaplain did not approve. This was the first documented expansion of the prison library to include moral teachings from secular literature.
Sing Sing in the 20th. Century
Warden T. M. Osborne
Thomas Mott Osborne's tenure as warden of Sing Sing was brief but dramatic. Osborne arrived in 1914 with a reputation as a radical prison reformer. His report of a week-long incognito stay inside New York's Auburn Prison indicted traditional prison administration in merciless detail.
During his time in Sing Sing he wrote his book 'Society and Prisons: Some Suggestions for a New Penology', which influenced the discussion of prison reform and contributed to a change in societal perceptions of incarcerated individuals.
Prisoners who had bribed officers and intimidated other inmates lost their privileges under Osborne's regime. One of them conspired with powerful political allies to destroy Osborne's reputation, even succeeding in getting him indicted for a variety of crimes and maladministration. After Osborne triumphed in court, his return to Sing Sing was a cause for wild celebration by the inmates.
Warden Lewis Lawes
Another notable warden was Lewis Lawes. He was offered the position of warden in 1919, accepted in January 1920, and remained for 21 years as Sing Sing's warden.
While he was warden, Lawes brought about reforms, and turned what was described as an "old hellhole" into a modern prison with sports teams, educational programs, new methods of discipline, and more.
Several new buildings were constructed during the years that Lawes was warden. Lawes retired in 1941, and died six years later.
Sing Sing in WWII And After
In 1943, the old cellblock was closed and the metal bars and doors were donated to the war effort.
In 1989, the institution was accredited for the first time by the American Correctional Association, which established a set of national standards by which it judged every correctional facility.
As of 2019, Sing Sing houses approximately 1,500 inmates, employs about 900 people, and has hosted over 5,000 visitors per month.
The original 1825 cell block is no longer used, and in 2002 plans were announced to turn it into a museum.
In April 2011 there were talks of closing the prison in order to take advantage of its valuable real estate.
Executions at Sing Sing
In total, 614 men and women were executed by electric chair at Sing Sing until the abolition of the death penalty in 1972.
After a series of escapes from death row, a new Death House was built in 1920 and began executions in 1922.
High profile executions in Sing Sing's electric chair, nicknamed "Old Sparky", include Julius and Ethel Rosenberg on the 19th. June 1953, for espionage for the Soviet Union on nuclear weapon research; and Gerhard Puff on the 12th. August 1954, for the murder of an FBI agent.
The last person executed in New York state was Eddie Lee Mays, for murder, on the 15th. August 1963.
In 1972, the United States Supreme Court ruled in Furman v. Georgia that the death penalty was unconstitutional if its application was inconsistent and arbitrary.
This led to a temporary de facto nationwide moratorium (executions resumed in other states in 1977, and the death penalty was reinstated and abolished in New York in various forms over subsequent years), but the electric chair at Sing Sing remained.
In the early 1970's, the electric chair was moved to Green Haven Correctional Facility in working condition, but was never used again.
The Sing Sing Football Team
In 1931, new prison reforms permitted Sing Sing State Penitentiary prisoners to partake in recreation opportunities. The baseball and football teams, and the vaudeville presentations and concerts, were funded through revenue from paid attendance.
Tim Mara, the owner of the New York Giants, sponsored the Sing Sing Black Sheep, Sing Sing's football team. Mara provided equipment and uniforms and players to tutor them in fundamentals. He helped coach them the first season.
All the Black Sheep games were "home" games, played at Lawes Stadium, named for Warden Lewis E. Lawes. In 1935, the starting quarterback and two other starters escaped the morning before a game.
Alabama Pitts was their starting quarterback and star for the first four seasons, but then finished his sentence. Upon release, Alabama Pitts played for the Philadelphia Eagles in 1935.
In 1932, "graduate" Jumbo Morano was signed by the Giants and played for the Paterson Nighthawks of the Eastern Football League.
In 1934, State Commissioner of Correction, Walter N. Thayer banned the advertising of activities at the prison, including football games. On the 19th. November 1936, a new rule banned ticket sales. No revenues would be derived from show and sports event ticketing.
These funds had been paying for disbursements to prisoners' families, especially the kin of those executed, and for equipment and coaches' salaries. With this new edict, the season ended and prisoners were no longer allowed to play football outside Sing Sing.
Plans for a Museum at Sing Sing
Plans to turn a portion of Sing Sing into a museum date back to 2002, when local officials sought to turn the old powerhouse into the museum, linked by a tunnel to a retired cell block, for $5 million.
In 2007, the village of Ossining applied for $12.5 million in federal money for the project, at the time expected to cost $14 million. The proposed museum would display the Sing Sing story as it unfolded over time.
Sing Sing's Contribution to American English
The expression "up the river" to describe someone in prison or heading to prison derives from the practice of sentencing people convicted in New York City to serve their terms in Sing Sing, which is located up the Hudson River from the city. The slang expression dates from 1891.
This photograph was published in the Illustrated Chronicle August 1916.
During the Great War the Illustrated Chronicle published photographs of soldiers and sailors from Newcastle and the North East of England, which had been in the news. The photographs were sent in by relatives and give us a glimpse into the past.
The physical collection held by Newcastle Libraries comprises bound volumes of the newspaper from 1910 to 1925. We are keen to find out more about the people in the photographs. If you recognise anyone in the images and have any stories and information to add please comment below.
St Margaret, Paston, Norfolk
Norfolk had more than its fair share of rich and powerful families in the 14th and 15th centuries. The Pastons are perhaps more famous than most because of the letters they left behind, and we know more about them because of this. In published form, the letters are often hard work, but provide intriguing glimpses of the life of the county set on the eve of the Reformation. The family weren't actually top notch, but, as with many second rank county families, they derived a long term benefit from the Black Death, stepping into the shoes of larger land owners as estates broke up, and enjoying the fruits of rising market prices.
In fact, the Pastons turn out to be rather a colourful lot, spending much of their time feuding with neighbours, forming unsuitable relationships, getting into debt and generally doing the kind of things things that would qualify them to appear on reality TV shows if they were alive today.
The Pastons glorified Broomholm Priory near Bacton with their money, and were buried there. Their local church, St Margaret, was left a comparatively modest affair, despite being beside the Hall. The window tracery suggests that what remains is essentially the 14th century rebuilt church; one chancel window is blocked, and we will come to the reason for that in a moment. The porch was added as a late 15th century afterthought, by no means as grand as most that century. Soon after its construction the Pastons moved away to the greater grandeur of Oxnead Hall near Aylsham.
When the church was rebuilt, wall-paintings covered the inside, and in the 1920s some of them were rediscovered. On the north wall is the top half of a big St Christopher, and further along two parts of a Three Living and Three Dead. The skeletons are conventional enough, but the three noblemen are very animated, one beckoning to the other to come and look. This particular subject was very popular in the years after the Black Death, a meditation and reminder, as if you needed one, on mortality: As you are so once were we, the skeletons point out, as we are so you will be, therefore prepare to follow me...
A less fantastic reminder of mortality can be found up in the chancel, where there are several memorials to the Pastons. They are a curious assortment. The older ones are believed to have been brought here from Broomholm when the monastery was closed by Henry VIII, one of them crudely reset in front of the sedilia as if to prevent any further ceremonial use of the seats.
On the north side, and the reason for the blocking of the window, are two enormous memorials by Nicholas Stone, one featuring the life-size Dame Katherine Paston, who died in 1628. She reclines beneath a vast wedding cake of pink and cream, a pediment above topped off with more figures and a crest. One assumes that she wasn't a puritan. Her inscription is rather jolly, and assures us that not that she needeth monument of stone for her well-gotten fame to rest upp on, but this was reard to testifie that shee lives in their loves that yet surviving be. For untoe virtue whoe first raised her name shee left the preservation of the same, and to posterity remaine it shall when marble monuments decaye shall all, which doesn't quite scan, but you get the point. I rather think you would wait an awfully long time for this monument to decay, and I would in any case sooner wish that fate on the ugly one beside it.
The memorials are vast, but don't completely overwhelm the chancel, being tucked almost discreetly back against the north wall. Elsewhere, I was pleased to find the original handwritten roll of honour from the First World War, one of several in churches around here. One of those remembered there is Ralph Michael Mack, a Lieutenant Commander in the Royal Navy who, it is recorded on a brass plaque elsewhere, was lost with his ship HMS Tornado by enemy action in the North Sea December 23rd 1917. A striking window by Horace Wilkinson across the nave also remembers Mack, and depicts him as St Michael standing between two angels. Beneath, two panels show HMS Torpedo and five wild swans flying home. Other Mack memorials in the church remember Arthur Paston Mack, killed in action at the Battle of the Somme at the age of 53, and Rear Admiral Philip John Mack, killed flying on active service in 1943, the poignant story of a landed family in the first half of the 20th Century.
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During the Great War the Illustrated Chronicle published photographs of soldiers and sailors from Newcastle and the North East of England, which had been in the news. The photographs were sent in by relatives and give us a glimpse into the past.
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This is not just any book I am looking at. It is a photo book with write-ups about places in North America to travel with kids. Beyond that it is a book that a photo of MINE has been PUBLISHED! It just arrived this past week.
I must tell you I was blown away when I got the request to be paid to have a photo published in a book. (read my blog entry on it here). In addition to that they were paying me to have the photo in the book! AND... in addition to that they would send me a copy of it when it was in print - so here is my copy, in my hands.
See the next two photos in my stream to see the photo credits... and then too click one more photo further in my stream to see the page in the book with my photo printed on it!
Here is info about the book from an email that was written to me about the book when I was just learing about it. ... in case you are interested in getting a copy: Amazing Places to Take Your Kids in North America will be a large coffee table book that you'll be able to find in places like Wal Mart and on the bargain price bookshelves at places like Barnes & Noble. Travel agencies will also give them away as promotional items. About 10,000 copies will be printed.
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This shot has been selected as a finalist in the Photographer's Forum 29th Annual Spring Photography contest; it will be published in the Best of Photography 2009 book! I will find out whether I'm an Honorable Mention or above in mid-August.
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L'eventone conclusivo dei #CocaColaOnstageAwards, sabato 25 marzo al Fabrique di Milano.
Una grande serata per celebrare i prestigiosi premi della musica live, con esibizioni live, premiazioni e grande spettacolo! Ospiti i Negramaro, Francesco Gabbani, Michele Bravi, Levante, Thegiornalisti, Clementino, Niccolò Fabi e altri nomi. Presenta Federico Russo, con la partecipazione di Paola Turani.
Annunciati i vincitori della sesta edizione dei prestigiosi riconoscimenti dedicati agli artisti italiani e internazionali protagonisti durante l’anno dei più importanti concerti, tour e festival organizzati in Italia. I migliori performer ed eventi live dell’anno sono stati decretati tramite votazioni dal 1 al 20 marzo sul sito onstageawards.com dove, previa registrazione, ogni utente ha potuto esprimere un solo voto per ciascuno dei premi. Assieme ai voti degli utenti, i voti assegnati dalla giuria hanno influito, come sempre, in misura pari al 30% sul risultato finale.
Coca-Cola OnStage Awards - i vincitori dei premi
Migliore artista maschile – Niccolò Fabi
Migliore artista femminile - Emma
Migliore band - Negramaro
Migliore artista alternative - Levante
Migliore tour - Marco Mengoni
Migliore artista rap - Clementino
Migliore pop show internazionale - Mika
Migliore rock show internazionale - Muse
Migliore fan base - Marco Mengoni
Evento dell'anno - Rockin'1000 That's Live - Fabio Zaffagnini
Inno live dell'anno - Marco Mengoni - Parole In Circolo
Migliore festival - Home Festival
Premi speciali
Carmen Consoli vince il Premio Speciale OnStage, assegnato dall’organizzatore dei Coca-Cola OnStage Awards, per essersi ancora una volta dimostrata, nel corso del tour 2016, artista di straordinaria ecletticità.
Michele Bravi vince il premio speciale Coca-Cola come artista rivelazione del 2017.
RDS 100% grandi successi consegna ai Negramaro il Premio Successo Rock dell’Estate 2016 per il brano “Tutto Qui Accade”.
This Bhutan travel photograph has been made by Dutch travel photographer Hans Hendriksen. Should you want to buy a high-res file for publication, photo print or poster? Visit www.hanshendriksen.net to find all information about the author and how to order or publish his work.
Deze foto is gemaakt in Bhutan door de Nederlandse reisfotograaf Hans Hendriksen. U wilt meer zien? Bezoek dan zijn populaire homepage www.hanshendriksen.net met fotogalerijen uit meer dan 30 landen, info over de auteur en hoe te bestellen/publiceren.
Cette India photographie Voyage photo a été prise à Bhutan par Hans Hendriksen Voyage photographe néerlandais Hans. Si vous voulez acheter un haute-rés. fichier pour la publication, tirage photo ou une affiche? Visite www.hanshendriksen.net pour y trouver toutes les informations sur l'auteur et la façon de commander ou de publier son travail.
Este India fotografía viajes foto recibió un disparo en Bhutan por el fotógrafo de viajes neerlandés Hans Hendriksen. Si usted quiere comprar una de alta resolución de archivo para la publicación, impresión de fotografías o carteles? Visita www.hanshendriksen.net para encontrar toda la información sobre el autor y la forma de orden o publicar su trabajo.
Autor dieser Bhutan Reise-Fotografie Galerie ist Hans Hendriksen, ein Niederländischer Reise-Fotograf mit Vorliebe für das Abbilden des Alltags. Mehr auf seiner Homepage www.hanshendriksen.net mit Informationen über den Autor und wie Sie seine Bilder bestellen/publizieren.
Эта фотография Бутан путешествий был убит выстрелом в Гаване путешествия голландский фотограф Ханс Хендриксен. Если вы хотите приобрести высокое разрешение файла для печати, печать фото или плакат? Посетите www.hanshendriksen.net, чтобы найти всю информацию об авторе и как заказать или опубликовать его работу.
It's nice to have another Time Out cover under my belt. This one's out tomorrow. I'll post some more shots from the shoot soon.