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i have decided to quit all of my creative pursuits and just write a blog about the ever-evolving state of my desk. er, as opposed to what i seem to be currently engaged in.
i had to reconfigure the desk. the books were walling me in. they're very clingy, needy things sometimes. they make it hard to concentrate. so i turned my tv into a dictionary stand (you've probably not seen my 1893 Funk & Wagnall's dictionary ~ it's kind of immense), and moved all the books over to the table it used to occupy. this had made the dictionary crabby, but i will find it a place of honor elsewhere (just not right now).
anyway, this has alleviated the crush and made the source material easier to get a hold of (that teetering pile was just ridiculous after a week). i also put Hartranft's Letterbook into a binder (dunno what took me so long!). of course this meant punching it full of holes (that's okay, it's a lousy copy), but worse, i wound up whiling away an hour trying to read Hancock's letters. i'm getting better at it. it only takes me a few minutes to remember how to follow the stroke of the pen. bad as his handwriting is, it's consistently the same kind of bad throughout, so once you know how he writes "to the" as a one-word one blobby mess with no crossed t's, you can pretty much identify it across the board.
so yeah, that's been my morning. and just to share, i have this photo, which sold on eBay last year and which i never even bothered bidding for (as i knew it would sell for way more than i could ever hope to afford). from looking at his pictures (pretty much all of them), it's easy to see why people were scared of this guy. if all accounts didn't say what a marshmallowy underside he had, i prolly wouldn't believe it.
Hartranft in uniform seems a pretty
rare commodity. this one and another from the
same photographer of him sitting,
sold for $550 each.
all right, i'm going back to work as soon as read my flist. hope everyone is having a happy weekend!
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i had to reconfigure the desk. the books were walling me in. they're very clingy, needy things sometimes. they make it hard to concentrate. so i turned my tv into a dictionary stand (you've probably not seen my 1893 Funk & Wagnall's dictionary ~ it's kind of immense), and moved all the books over to the table it used to occupy. this had made the dictionary crabby, but i will find it a place of honor elsewhere (just not right now).
anyway, this has alleviated the crush and made the source material easier to get a hold of (that teetering pile was just ridiculous after a week). i also put Hartranft's Letterbook into a binder (dunno what took me so long!). of course this meant punching it full of holes (that's okay, it's a lousy copy), but worse, i wound up whiling away an hour trying to read Hancock's letters. i'm getting better at it. it only takes me a few minutes to remember how to follow the stroke of the pen. bad as his handwriting is, it's consistently the same kind of bad throughout, so once you know how he writes "to the" as a one-word one blobby mess with no crossed t's, you can pretty much identify it across the board.
so yeah, that's been my morning. and just to share, i have this photo, which sold on eBay last year and which i never even bothered bidding for (as i knew it would sell for way more than i could ever hope to afford). from looking at his pictures (pretty much all of them), it's easy to see why people were scared of this guy. if all accounts didn't say what a marshmallowy underside he had, i prolly wouldn't believe it.
Hartranft in uniform seems a pretty
rare commodity. this one and another from the
same photographer of him sitting,
sold for $550 each.
all right, i'm going back to work as soon as read my flist. hope everyone is having a happy weekend!
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and another day later and it's starting to get squabbled again!
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But, question: why do the sleeves of his uniform look all...puffy?
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i find it hilarious that in so many anecdotes people say something to the effect of what a stern disciplinarian he was and how he had a quick temper, then two sentences later they're talking about how he let them get away with this or that, or how they preferred his command to some of the other yo-yos who were mean.
re: the sleeves ~ that's the way they're cut. it was the style. not sure this is the same coat, but it's also his (http://lookingland.livejournal.com/226903.html). Aside from the general color (sometimes not even then) and the epaulets, "uniform" was sort of relative. Especially since it was usually your wife who made your clothes ~ and she was apt to do whatever she wanted with them.
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Ahaha - that explains the mutton-sleeve-ish look to the coat then! He's a lucky man she restrained herself and didn't go for an all-out poof (oh, can you please have a character who has a wife without fashion-restraint?)
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i am so going to do that hahahahaha.
in sallie hartranft's defense, these muttony sleeves were not unfashionable. in fact, her husband's uniform is one of the nicer styles of the era ~ and nicer tailored! by comparison, look at thomas ewing (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/f/f2/Gen-TEwingJr.jpg/200px-Gen-TEwingJr.jpg), who always looked like a complete rumpled mess. i guess his wife wasn't as particular.
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though it grows stronger every day.
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maybe if i came up with some legitimate reasons to ask questions (other than just: squeeeeeeeeeeeee!), i will hit you up for their contact information.
thank you!
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p.s. i love Annie's letter. next to Edwin's portrait of Johnnie by his bedside, it seems to me the most heart-breaking thing in this sad history.
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Also -- in case you wanted one I picked up an extra 'Maryland Booths' poster. I guess because they're fixing up Tudor Hall they decided to advertise by making lovely posters with tasteful artwork of Junius the elder, Mary-Ann, Edwin, Pony Peacock (!), and John, as well as Tudor Hall itself. If you want I'll mail one to you. I figured, how often do peole make Booth posters? And good ones at that.
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i will send you my address via email.
thank you!
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