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@glitter-ink
“the labor of the island.”
RANDALL’S ISLAND HOUSE OF REFUGE
Personnel Archive — Labor, Instruction, & Institutional Trades, 1897.
teachers, ferrymen, dock workers, machinists, blacksmiths, physicians, morticians. the people who kept the island functioning—its classrooms, workshops, infirmaries, ferries, kitchens, gardens, furnaces, & graves.
burn high your fires.
“the softer world.”
RANDALL’S ISLAND HOUSE OF REFUGE
Personnel Archive — Women’s Departments & Domestic Divisions, 1897
matrons, nurses, governesses, clerks, teachers, laundresses. women who raised children inside an institution that was never truly meant to protect them. some became mothers. some became keepers. some became ghosts while still alive.
burn high your fires
“the people who run the island.”
RANDALL’S ISLAND HOUSE OF REFUGE
Personnel Archive — Administrative & Security Divisions, 1897.
the men & women responsible for discipline, intake, oversight, reform, punishment, & order on the island. some believed they were saving. some enjoyed the control. some stopped knowing the difference years ago.
burn high your fires
Two-part evening dress, Maison Clergeat, Paris, 1898-1900
Silk satin called “Charmeuse”, wool and sequin embroidery, lace flounce, muslin, taffeta lining. Gift of Madame Solange Granet, in memory of her cousin, Madame Montaudon, née Le Grain-Eiffel.
Dress
c. 1897
worn in Cleveland, Ohio by Annie Otis Sanders
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We HAVE TO gaslight people into thinking @glitter-ink’s characters are canon. “Who’s Grim?”
“Oh you don’t remember? He was in the last bit of the movie. When they kidnap a kid living in an orphanage and the russian priests get two convicts off Sing Sing death row by bribing and intimidating the guards.”
“I don’t remember seeing him in the movie. Is this from the musical?”
“He’s both in the musical and the movie.”
“Are you sure-“
“positive. You just have terrible memory.” * hands printed character glossary* “you probably forgot those too.”
You’ve summarized the plot perfectly ;)
“We were our own army. It didn’t matter where we came from, who we prayed to, or why we were there. Grim believed we could be better than God or nature intended, and to let the odds beat us was the worst sin of all. Those who walked the island knew it for gospel, ‘you can’t let it beat you.’ It was all around us, in the smoking wind, in the blackening river, from the rooftops of wicked Manhattan…always calling, always rallying. ‘You can’t let it beat you.’ And lord love a tiger, we sure as hell didn’t.”
— Jack Kelly, Hell is a Sober Crawl
I have once again been sitting around thinking "why doesn't anyone in the fandom talk about Grim? I love Grim, he should get more attention" and it wasn't until I went to google "Grim from newsies" to get a reference picture so I could draw him that I remembered "oh yeah, he's not a canon character :("
If Grim and Tide were in the canon material they would be the absolute most popular characters and I believe this with my whole being.
Aw, thank you! That’s incredibly sweet of you! I would be ecstatic if you drew Grim or Tide or any of my characters — you’re so talented and so thoughtful ♥️♥️♥️ If those two were in the canon, they’d probably be a pair of “retired” newsies who come back to show their support for the strike.
Quotes of a friend trying to remember newsies characters
“The cards guy! The gay one!” - talking about Racetrack
(when convo blooms from that one,) “like playing poker with his lover, I don’t know something like that.”
“Spot Conlon was like a… wasn’t he like the leader of the cool group” - “yes he was”
“He was a newsie!” - David jacobs
^ she does not know who David is
“I remember he was singing in his sleep? And smoking or drinking something like that that he wasn’t supposed to be doing” - Les
“Like the mother lady right?” - Medda
“I remember he sword fights with someone and is violent” - Blink (y’all did he sword fight?)
“In the behind the scenes the guy who played him felt bad for the character and that’s about all I remember” - Weasel
“I remember that she gave Jack a couple looks and wears cool dresses” - Sarah Jacobs
“Was that like the crazy guy? I remember him moving around a lot.” - Pulitzer
“All i remember about him is he went with them to Brooklyn” - Boots
She asked if Max Casella played racetrack (gay cards guy)
“Weren’t there like, people who wanted to be violent? And the David guy said “we should do peace” and they went “no we should make fires” or something?” - yes, rally but minus the fire
She remembers the fire scene (trolley strike)
“When does Muggs come into this?” That is a newsies fanfiction character, friend. He is not in the original piece (I talked about that fanfic a lot while I was reading it for the first time)
She doesn’t remember Crutchy, but assumes he started a fire (I asked her if she remembered the kid who got arrested, and now she claims she remembers Crutchy when I gave her the name)
“Crutchy was like the nice guy, right? With the… crutches, I guess” yes, he was. Sort of. He did unspeakable things to evil guy’s sauerkraut.
“He worked for like… theeefrrrrr,,,, child jail or whatever. He’s like the reason Jack kelly had to change his name or whatever. And I remember the scene where he was talking to the old guy in what I assume was like the hotel… newsies base? And they were all hiding jack.” - Snyder
“I remember liking him because he was like… pretending to be stupid but in reality he was good. I dunno” - Kloppman
“I remember that nobody likes the delancey brothers. Were they the ones who tried to beat up Sarah Jacobs? And didn’t she like punch a wall or something?”
“I remember he like was driving jack in the carriage or something.” - Teddy Roosevelt
Is it @glitter-ink Muggs? Because me too on forgetting that those characters aren't canon. Keep wondering "why doesn't the whole fandom talk about Grim???" and then I remember that Grim is specifically one person's OC.
Hahaha I love this! ♥️ I don’t think Disney would take half my OC’s, but it’s just as well. Mayyyybe Doc or Calico, but certainly not the likes of Muggs.
Sarah Jacobs seems like the type to both throw a tea party on the roof and throw a Molotov cocktail at the garment factory.
— House of Refuge boys in their own respective circles of hell. A darker deep dive. x.
“Only the poets escape hell, I’m afraid.” — Doc Maltese
Limbo. Unbaptised and virtuous pagans. Trapped, perhaps forever, without escape. Grim can’t seem to stay out of the Refuge and is plagued by guilt. No Name becomes a prisoner in his own mind thanks to a multitude of factors. Both are doomed to relive their trauma over and over again.
Lust. Whirlwind of torture for the lustful and adulterous. Spot regularly sleeps with Jack Kelly’s sister in exchange for joining the strike. Lion shamelessly beds anything that moves to get what he wants.
Gluttony. Icy rain and blizzards for all eternity. Craving for vice. Starved by addictions. Fleet is a functioning alcoholic. Alexei is a manic opium smoker. The two struggle without their respective fixes on the island.
Greed. Desperation for means, battling for a way out. Shakespeare uses his wits to make counterfeit money. Z is a swindler and has a bridge to sell you. They’re shallow, looking for suckers who’ll give them the time of day.
Wrath. Explosive emotions and unstable powder kegs. Crazy’s brickbat-swinging anger is easy to trip. Rails poisoned his father after an altercation. Jesse’s act of revenge landed him with a noose around his neck at Sing Sing.
Heresy. Entombed in flaming crypts, choked with ashes. Doc and Raffi are secular healers. Marquette marries outside his religion and decides against baptizing his daughters. All three are necromancers in their own right. Doc saves Calico, among others. Raffi saves Grim. Marquette paints portraits of the dead, bringing their memory back.
Violence. Rivers of blood and fire. Muggs engages in his fair share of violence for three lifetimes — against his family, his friends, and his foes. Tide is a severe melancholic, who often confides in Grim about his self-desctruction. Calico commits violence against himself, following a hurricane of disasters.
Fraud. Desolate place full of trenches and clouds of fog. Cards got his name by cheating his way through games of chance. River is an unassuming grifter who spins lie after lie until the real person underneath no longer exists.
Treachery. A frozen wasteland for traitors. Atlas comes across as pious and holier than thou, but he’d sooner offer someone in need a rosary than actual help. Jack sells out his friends during the strike. He fails those he loves countless times, including his sister Sophie, Sarah, Kloppman, the Refuge boys, and himself.
Hell is a Sober Crawl. x.
No Name ran a hand through his long, black hair. “Judge sent me. He said this place would do me some good. Keep me sober, you know. I think I may have a bit of a problem.” That was Randall’s Island. A place you could resent, rebel, relapse, repent, and repeat. x.
David Jacobs prefers reading on rainy days to much else.
An 1899 playlist for writing Newsies stories. x.
1899 playlist:
Columbia, the gem of the ocean - for cynical patriotism
Prélude au Réveil d’une Ville - for somber monologues
Danse Macabre - for treacherous subplots
Dark Moon, High Tide - for crossing over into Brooklyn
16 Waltzes, Op. 39: No. 15 - for fine dining at Delmonico’s
St. Paul’s Suite: 1. Jig: Vivace - for attending New York University lectures
Masquerade Suite: Waltz - for the Astor’s ball
Claire de lune - for walking along the waterfront until you disappear
Romanian Folk Dances, Sz 56: III - for sketching the islands in the distance
Romeo & Juliet, Op. 64 Dance of the Knights - for summer’s eve violence
The Planets, Op. 3-4 Jupiter - for your epiphany and turning point
Call to Muster and Battle Cry of Freedom - for the homeless civil war veterans
Quiet Resource - for that family member’s grave
Habanera - for an awkward run-in
Palladio 1: Allegretto - for getting lost in a strange part of town at night
Sérénade for Strings in E Major, Op. 22 - for when you’re doing Sunday shopping
The Picture that Is Turned Toward the Wall - for when you’re dancing on a table at the bar
Hora Martisorului - for when you’re visiting the Jacobs’ flat
The Peacemakers: Healing Light - for the séance of New York’s ghosts
Maple Leaf Rag - for riding the trolley
The Entertainer - for a vaudeville show
La Tarantella Napoletana - for a stroll through Little Italy
Daisy Bell - for a weekend at Coney Island
The Washington Post March - for catching the ferry
The Man on the Flying Trapeze - for a day at the circus
String Quartet in C Major, Op. 30, No. 6 - for a picnic in Central Park
Raymonda, Act III: Variation 4 - for learning new languages
Ma Vlast: No. 2, Vltava - for sneaking into high society
Gramophone - for ice skating after selling papers
Violin Sonata in G Minor “Devil’s Trill” - for organizing unions
Streets of New York - for meandering through your territory
Life after leaving the lodging house. x.
The last letter of Baroness Mary Vetsera, to her mother Helene Baltazzi:
Dear Mother,
Please forgive me for what I’ve done, I could not resist love.
In accordance with Him, I want to be buried next to Him in the Cemetery of Alland. I am happier in death than life.
Your Mary
May I just say your chapter with Muggs there made me so very happy and I only just caught up with the fic in order to read the sequel and just. You are an Amazing author thank you so much for writing all this huge fic
Hey love, I'm so pleased you liked it, and thank you so much for saying so. You've made my day :) An immense congratulations for catching up — it's not a quick read, nor is it very comforting material, so I'm both flattered and proud of you for sticking with it!! ♥♥♥
