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Queen Elisaveta of Romania also known as Carmen Sylva and nee Pss of Wied. 1870s.
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A young William Cody, better known as Buffalo Bill (February 26, 1846 – January 10, 1917)
“It is the best of humanity, I think, that goes out to walk. In happy hours all affairs may be wisely postponed for this.“ – Ralph Waldo Emerson, Country Life, 1857
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Attributed to Charles Marville (French, 1816–1879)
1860s? Albumen silver print
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The Carlyles had a dog named Nero, who like to jump out of windows after birds.
Read a letter from Nero to a friend of Jane Welsh Carlyle here:
http://carlyleletters.dukejournals.org/cgi/content/full/30/1/lt-18551130-N-ETW-01?maxtoshow=&hits=10&RESULTFORMAT=&fulltext=nero&searchid=1&FIRSTINDEX=0&resourcetype=HWCIT
John Stuart Mill shops in the marketplace of ideas, also known as the act of reading.
Thomas Carlyle and John Stuart Mill had a long association. They exchanged many letters and you can read them all for free at http://carlyleletters.dukejournals.edu
Ilya Repin (Russian, b. 1844 - 1930)
" The Zaparozhye Cossacks Writing a Mocking Letter to the Turkish Sultan ” - Oil on canvas
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HOW COULD A MOTHER NOT KNOW HER OWN SON? — THE TICHBORNE CLAIMANT CASE (1870s)
1. Punch — ‘TICHBORNE V. MUDIE’S! — A BAD LOOK-OUT FOR THE CIRCULATING LIBRARIES' (25 Nov. 1871);
2. Daguerreotype of the real Roger Tichborne, taken in South America, 1854;
3. Comic of the beggarly Arthur Orton in 1872, before the decision against him in the criminal ‘claimant’ case was reached.
The Tichborne ‘Claimant’ case of 1866-1875 (though claims and campaigns continued until 1898) was a famous identity/inheritance case in Victorian Britain and Australia, in which a man — whether truly or falsely remains unknown — claimed to be Roger Tichborne, lost son of an Anglo-French Catholic lineage and rightful 11th Baronet of Tichborne.
As the Punch cartoon above shows, the case captivated at times incredible public interest — in the picture, including everyone from working men to young ladies to children — including much support for the claimant and his lawyer. Sales of newspapers, cartes-de-visite, ‘Tichborne bonds’ (below), and other paraphernalia rivaled even Mudie’s Circulating Library, the subscription bookseller of the most popular and important novels and books of the day.
In 1863, Lady Henriette Tichborne — a year after the death of her husband, the 10th Baronet — began to search for her lost eldest son, Roger, who had last been seen in South America in 1854. Based on his own correspondence and other sightings, Roger was last seen alive in Rio de Janeiro planning to board the Bella on passage to Jamaica. But the Bella sank, pieces of the ship found in Brazil in April 1854 just days after she had set off; bodies were never recovered.
Lady Tichborne never gave up hope that her son was alive, and so advertised internationally for her information about her son, who had been declared officially ‘dead’ and whose place as baronet had been taken by his younger brother, Alfred.
The Tichborne ‘Claimant’ case picked up in earnest when, in 1866, a man, Arthur Orton, from Wagga Wagga, Australia, claimed he was Roger Tichborne, having been picked up from the shipwreck by an Australia crew. According to records, Orton suffered from the same hereditary genital malformation as Roger (x), which personal detail encouraged the hopeful Lady Tichborne to invite Orton to England.
Legally, Orton had to prove his identity in court before being allowed to take up the baronetcy. The case, which might have been open and shut had Lady Tichborne not died in 1868, though the initial civil trial faltered from the beginning even without Roger’s mother’s death. Hampshire City Council reports that, ‘In order to raise funds for his legal fees, the Claimant began selling ‘Tichborne Bonds’; effectively a gamble on the outcome of the trial, which although they sold for between £40 and £60, were worth £100 out of the Tichborne estate if the case was won’ (x).
The case dragged on for years, with Orton unable — despite support in Australia, France, and England — to convince a jury of his identity. Nevertheless, Orton became a minor celebrity even when a second, criminal trial began for perjury, of which he was eventually convicted in 1874, and sentenced to fourteen years’ hard labor; his lawyer, Edward Kenealy, also suffered from the case, during which his conduct (particularly towards the reputation of Katherine Doughty, a noblewoman, whom ‘Roger’ had allegedly seduced and impregnated in the 1850s) caused him to be disbarred.
After serving just over ten years — throughout which supporters formed the Magna Carter Association to continue to petition Orton/Tichborne’s claim — Orton was released in 1884, after which his life became one of increasing poverty. He remarried (though never technically divorced from his first, Australian wife), attempted to keep a shop, and momentarily admitted he was not Roger Tichborne, only to recant his statement shortly after. His funeral, in a pauper’s grave in Paddington Cemetery, in 1898 was — somewhat impressively — attended by 5,000 people. Most interestingly, the Tichborne family allowed Orton’s headstone — whether out of kindness or another motive — to read, ‘Sir Roger Charles Doughty Tichborne’.The baronetcy had continued, throughout the long, drawn-out case, through Alfred Tichborne and, at his early death, his infant son, Henry Alfred, until it finally became extinct upon the death of the 14th Baronet, Sir Anthony Joseph Doughty-Tichborne, in 1968.
[More: Hampshire City Council; images: Punch, Nov. 25, 1871; wikipedia.]
Join us tomorrow (Wednesday) on Tumblr for a fun-filled #AMA all about Book Conservation!
In celebration of Preservation Week, and hoping to raise awareness about this fascinating part of the library world, the Smithsonian Libraries will host a Q&A session with our book conservator, Katie Wagner. If you’ve ever wondered how professionals mend old books, what adhesive to never use on your own books, or what exactly is going on in the Durer print above, now is your chance!
We’ll be answering questions submitted to our Ask throughout the day (9-5 EDT) and Katie will be live from noon until 2pm EDT.
Today is the day!
Hand-written lyrics for new album “Ghost Stories” will be hidden in nine libraries around the world. Keep your ghost story volumes under lock and key!
April 23, 1564: William Shakespeare Is Born
April 23, 1564 is widely known to be the day of William Shakespeare’s birth. Take Shakespeare Uncovered's “Which Shakespeare Character Are You?” quiz to see if you’re a Macbeth, Hamlet or Ophelia!
I also met Jane Eyre (Miss Bronte) one night at Thackeays* a less figure than Geraldine and extremely unimpressive to look at.
Jane Welsh Carlyle
Meeting Charlotte Bronte, and being unimpressed.
Read the full letter here: http://carlyleletters.dukejournals.org/cgi/content/full/25/1/lt-18500704-JWC-HW-01
*Thackeray's dairy describes the evening, 12 June, of the reception in honor of Charlotte Brontë, “a tiny, delicate, serious, little lady, pale, with fair straight hair, and steady eyes … dressed in a little barège dress with a pattern of faint green moss. … It was a gloomy and a silent evening. Everyone waited for the brilliant conversation which never began at all. Miss Brontë retired to the sofa in the study, and murmured a low word now and then to our kind governess. … The room looked very dark, the lamp began to smoke a little, the conversation grew dimmer and more dim, the ladies sat round still expectant, my father was too much perturbed by the gloom and the silence to be able to cope with it at all” (Anna Isabella, Lady Ritchie, Chapters from Some Memoirs [1894] 60–63).
Oh how could you fill so much of your paper with the Life of Miss Bronte? A topic I have got to almost scream at the first word of! I am so sick of Mrs Gaskell, Miss Bronte poor thing, and all that “day of (literary) small things”! I don't think I am malevolent the least in the world, I can't usually be at the trouble to hate people enough to wish them ill; but upon my honour it was with a sensation wonderfully like pleasure, that I heard from dear old John Richardson two days since, a prosecution is commenced against Mrs Gaskell by “that woman” whom she has so needlessly, indelicately and cruelly gibbeted. Who the Devil wanted to know the amours of a low scamp like young Bronte? And who constituted Mrs Gaskell the avenging Deity of public morals? Is no woman to be obscure enough for escaping the prying eyes of bookmakers and penny a liners? I am so glad Lady Scott* has had the courage to step forward and say; “you mean me, and you lie."
Jane Welsh Carlyle
Reacting to a tell-all Biography of Charlotte Brontë (The Life of Charlotte Brontë), written by a Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell and published in 1857. The Carlyles met Charlotte Brontë in 1850, and she died in 1855.
Read the full letter here: http://carlyleletters.dukejournals.org/cgi/content/full/32/1/lt-18570505-JWC-GLC-01?maxtoshow=&hits=10&RESULTFORMAT=&fulltext=bronte&searchid=1&FIRSTINDEX=0&resourcetype=HWCIT#FN1
*Gaskell had written, without naming her, that Lydia Robinson (1799?–1859), wife of the Rev. Edmund Robinson (1800?–1846) of Thorpe Green, Yorkshire, curate of Great Ousebourne, Yorkshire, caused the downfall of Patrick Branwell Brontë (1817–48), Charlotte's brother and tutor of the Robinsons' son. Lydia Robinson, now Lady Scott (m., 1848, Sir Edward Dolman Scott [1793–1851], 2d baronet), threatened legal action against Gaskell, who was forced to withdraw the offending passages in her biography. The Athenaeum had praised it, 4 April, but pbd. a letter (also pbd., Times,30 May) from the Gaskells' solicitor retracting everything in the book “which imputes to a widowed lady … any breach of her conjugal, of her maternal, or of her social duties,” particularly “the statements contained in” chap. 13 of vol. 1 and chap. 2 of vol. 2 about her relationship with Branwell Brontë (6 June). These were deleted from the 3d edn. of the biography (also 1857) but reinstated in later edns.; see also Winifred Gérin, Branwell Brontë (1961) 302–5.
Charlotte Brontë celebrated with a birthday Google Doodle. Brontë was born on 21 April 1816 in Thornton, Yorkshire, the third of six children.
A young and very handsome Giosuè Carducci (1835-1907), celebrated italian poet and professor. Among other things, he was responsible for rebirth of the ancient University of Bologna and its literary studies.
He was also the first italian to win the Nobel prize, no big deal.