A lot of people complain of a sore head the day after a stint at the pub but this particular visitor had more reason than most.
In 1905 the drinkers at the Commercial Hotel in Leongatha were surprised when a Kookaburra (called a Laughing Jackass in this report) smashed through one of the windows in its efforts to escape a pursuing hawk.
Not only did it smash a window on the way in, but after several vain attempts to get out through the large mirror above the bar it exited in the same manner, through another closed window.
I doubt that the hotel proprietor, Mr. Rowan, was laughing like a kookaburra after this incident when he had to replace the two windows….
Since yesterdays article was about a fashionable womans toothy downfall, I thought I would continue the theme with another article about historical fashion.
I thought the trend for using small dogs as animated accessories was a fairly recent one but this article from 1905 tells me that it is one that has been resurrected. These women had much more exotic pets though didn’t they?
A marmoset at the races? Intriguing! I’m not sure that these animals ever enjoyed their days out as much as their keepers though.
I like the “at least one of her pets” part of this article. It immediately brings to mind the day some woman makes a terrible choice of which pet to take out for the day only to find they don’t get along. I have visions of the marmoset and the chameleon at the opera, both battling for supremacy in the society ladies best wig.
I can partly understand the appeal of a chameleon. It is one pet who would always match your shoes and bag isn’t it 😉
We all know what pirates were rumoured to do to their victims, make them walk the plank, preferably with circling sharks below, right? Not a nice way to go.
Apparently the punishment meted out to one pirate by these particular landlubbers was far more bloodthirsty!
This article from 1905 retells a story published in the 18th century in a book called A History of Essex.
Apparently a Danish pirate was caught in the act of defiling a church at Hadstock, Essex, 900 years earlier.
It was clearly a bad move on his behalf, and the priests decided to make an example of him to discourage others who thought a church might be an easy target.
Interestingly, they thought the best way to teach this lesson was to flay him and nail his skin to the front door. Eeeek! I expect that such a display made sure the parishioners were a little more obedient for a time too.
Over the years, this pirate’s hide was taken away piece-by-piece by souvenir hunters until the story was almost forgotten. Now, I love an unusual souvenir myself, but bits of human skin? No thanks!
The reason this story was being retold in this 1905 article was that the door had recently been taken away for repairs. Under a hinge was found a last remnant of flesh.
Obviously bits of old pirate were still quite collectable all those years later. That last scrap was mounted in a box with a collection of literary references and sent off to be auctioned. It was sold for £3 which was probably more than a weeks average wage.
I love these stories. Wild children growing up in the forest. You don’t hear stories like this anymore, or so I thought until the news of the past week.
In Germany, a boy aged between 15 and 17 has emerged from the forest near Berlin having apparently lived wild with his father for the last five years. He claims to have lost his memory although he does remember enough to tell the authorities that he and his father retreated to the forest on the death of his mother some 5 years ago.
He also says that his father died in a fall two weeks ago and since then he followed his instructions and travelled north until he was found. (I wonder if the body will be found?)
The boy only speaks English (in contrast to this wild girl who answered only in unintelligible sounds) which make his appearance in Germany a little suspicious. Did he and his father travel to Germany with the intention of getting ‘lost’?
Back in 1905 people wondered how this wild girl survived the harsh winter. In 2011 the tone of all the news reports I have read about this boy is far more suspicious. I wonder where he really came from and if he has actually spent the last five years living wild? His real identity will probably be found out soon enough. I kind of hope his story is true.
After the post yesterday about unexpected things falling from the sky, or in the case of poor Mary Bailey, unsuspecting people, here is something we all wish would fall from the sky. Money. Unfortunately this money was counterfeit and didn’t fall from anywhere other than Lum Lip’s hand.
I wish there was a higher power who caused money to rain down on me! Well, maybe not actually on me, somewhere in my vicinity would do…