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ELLEN TWISLETON'S ACCOUNT OF LIFE AT CRAIGENPUTTOCH, 1828–1834; 2002; DOI: 10.1215/ed-30-ellen-twisleton-account-of-life-at-craigenputtoch; CL 30: 267-lastpage-30-274
Ellen Twisleton's account of life at Craigenputtoch, 1828–34 [Nov.? 1855]. MS: Houghton bMS Am 1408: 376. Pbd: K. J. Fielding, "The Cry from Craigenputtoch," Times Literary Supplement (13 Aug. 1999) 13–14. Quot: Ashton 102–4. The MS appears to be a fair copy with some alterations, written on 27 unnumbered pages of a 28 page booklet, made out of 7 sheets of Ellen Twisleton's monogrammed writing paper folded and stitched together (3¾ × 6½ ins. [10 × 16 cm.]) plus a single sheet neatly stitched over the last 6 lines of the 12th page. The account continues on both sides of this sheet which extends below the page and is folded to fit into the notebook. The account is undated but was probably written down soon after Twisleton's letter to her sister, Mary Parkman, 23 Nov. 1855: "I had such a long, interesting talk with Mrs Carlyle the other day, all about their life just after they were married—I couldn't help wishing you were in the wall,—a more miserable story I never heard,—but never say so" (MS: Houghton bMS Am 1408.61). JWC spent an hour with Ellen Twisleton, 17 Nov. (see Journal, 17 Nov. 1855); this may have been when the "interesting talk" took place. The opening of the account suggests that JWC had read a draft; there is no mention of this in either Journal entries up to 14 Dec. (there was then a gap until 24 March), or in the only letter she wrote during that time, JWC (writing as Nero) to Ellen Twisleton, 3 Dec. 1855.
Ellen Twisleton's account of life at Craigenputtoch is placed as an appendix because, though closely related to the main body of the Collected Letters of this volume, it is not written by either of the Carlyles.
[Nov.? 1855]
I asked Mrs Carlyle if the description of "Craigenputtoch" in this Memoir was like;—she said, "Yes, for it was the dreariest place on the face of the earth—1 I lived there five years,2 & the only wonder is I didn't go mad; the only women that had ever been there before me, were four farmer's wives,—& of that kind of woman, with all their own rough work about them which they were used to occupy themselves with doing, three went mad, & the fourth took to drinking!"3
"But what made you go there, or what made you stay there," I said; "did you like the idea of it before you went?"
'Oh no, I never liked the idea of it—oh, there's no way of making ye understand what kind of a wretched place it was,—I had seen it only once in my life, when my grandfather took me there, when I was quite a little child, & had always remembered it as the most dreadful, lonesome, barren of places,—and all thro' my childhood I used to be frightened with it,—it used to be the threat if ye understand, "if ye behave so badly, ye shall go to Craigenputtoch;"—& I remember once, when I must have been fourteen years old, & was self-willed about something, my Mother's telling me that I "deserved to be sent to Craigen-puttoch to live on a hundred a year;"—and to think that I did live there five years, with not much more than a hundred a year. It was that sort of hopeless place, that as long as my grandfather lived, there was never anything attempted to be done with it,—but when my father began to manage the property,—4 (who was the sort of man that never can have anything that belongs to him out of order,)—he drained it, & manured it, & planted it where it was possible— And did all else that could be done about it;—but there was very little of it that ever could be made into anything but a black peat moss;—5 have ye ever seen one?—if ye have, ye know what an ugly, dreary thing that is,— & of course, they were only the hardiest trees would grow—& so all the plantation there was, was of Scotch firs, which make a wood fit to hang oneself in. But Carlisle6 took a strange fancy to it, & offered to me that we should be married & live there,—it was a time when he was very much out of health, & very desponding about himself, & didn't see at all what he should do in life,—& he took it in his head that if he could go & live there, & have a horse to ride, he was sure he should get well & get on— So I wrote him back word that I wouldn't live at Craigenputtoch with an angel,—7 & how I'd been always scared with it, as a child, &c; & that was given up. And then my Mother took a little jewel of a house for us in Edinboro', & furnished it all for us, so that it was the neatest, prettiest thing—as pretty as any picture, & we went into that.8 But we hadn't been there two months, before Carlyle grew perfectly frantic with it all, & couldn't support it any way, couldn't endure his life at all nor get on with the people that were about us,—but had it all this time fixed in his head that if he were only at Craigenputtoch he should be well, & everything that was wrong would grow right;—I might refuse before, but then, you know, it was a different matter, & there was no use refusing.9 But ye may imagine my——situation, & how I felt it, for we'd no money, & I had to go for it to my Mother—which I was excessively loth to do,—for she was no longer so well off herself as she had been used to being, & had done a great deal for us, already,—and we had to take a thousand pounds from her which was sunk, literally sunk in all that was to be done to this place before we could get there as I knew it wld. be,—in buying out the farmer10 who was there, & persuading him to give up the rest of his lease, & then in taking down that house & building another for us, which would never be fit either for a farmer afterwards,—such a house as no farmer cares to have the expense of to keep up. However it was all done, & we went; & then Mr Carlyle's brother came,11 & he was to manage the farm, & to pay rent to my Mother.12 But nothing cld. turn out worse than that, for he was a man of the most outrageous, coarse, violent temper,—(he's gone to Canada, since, & done very well there, I believe,) & nobody can imagine what I went through with that man,—and it had to be all alone,—for I could never say a word to Carlyle,—that would be to drive him perfectly crazy, & "my dear, what can I possibly know, or do, about all this!"13 So his brother was always getting into difficulties with his workmen, & everybody on the place, & all were brought to me, to "the Mistress" as they called me, to settle;—(they called him "the Master," & me "the Mistress," & Carlyle "the Laird"—) and one day I'd have the people in declaring they'd all leave, at once,—& then we'd perpetual trouble about keeping them,—he wanted they should have had food so as to eat less—& I, of course, tho't only to make them comfortable. In those days, no bargain was ever concluded in Scotland without the parties drinking together, they always must sit down together over their whisky, or gin, or whatever it was,—so, of course, every time he went into Dumfries on his business, he came back14 as drunk as a man could be—15 and at that time he did all the errands of the household, & got me all the things I needed from Dumfries—so ye may imagine the state they used to come in, the keg of gin broken into the bag of flour—& the powdered sugar mixed up with the sugar-of-lead16 I was goin' to say, & so forth. I had to learn to do & undo everything, & down to doctoring horses. Carlyle & his brother both lost their horses, & then mine fell sick of the same thing, & I would not let any of them touch him— I sent a boy to a sensible physician there was at Dumfries, & asked him what he would do to a person who had a severe inflammation—& then I applied the blisters & doses to my horse, only increasing the quantity according to my own ideas—& I carried him thro' so that he got well again. But I used to get up & go out to the stable to him three times in a night, while he was so sick."17
"How old were you then," I asked.18
"About 22 then,"19 she said. "And that man lived with us for four years;20 after he was gone, I could manage to live better. But one of my miseries was about the rent—for he seemed to think because he was Carlyle's brother, it was no matter to be accurate about that, when he paid it, or almost whether he paid it at all,—& there was my Mother, I knew, wanting her money & waiting for it—& she that had had every luxury all her life, not knowing where to turn for ten pounds,—as I knew, tho' she never told me so—and I not able to get her rent paid her! I remember one time, it had not been paid for four months beyond the time, & Carlyle got some money from London, for something he'd written, in a cheque upon the Dumfries bank; I seized the cheque, got on my pony, & rode, all alone no servant with me, into the town, to the bank, got my money, & off another sixteen miles to my Mother's (for it was in a kind of triangle we were, 16 miles one way from her, & the other way from the town,—) and gave her the money, & then another 16 miles home again." "Three times 16 miles in one day, I said, & alone,—did you not make yourself ill?"21
No, I wasn't ill— I was so thankful to get the money for her;—of course I had one of my dreadful headaches the next day.— One thing about it was that it was a place you couldn't get servants to come to, except the roughest & wildest sort of creatures, such as I had never been used to, & didn't know how to manage,—but nobody that could help one, or be friendly with one. I've often thought since, that the only thing that kept me from going crazy was just what I tho't then eno' to make me so, that I had so much of the re'l haird work of the family to do, for often I couldn't read;—22 I had to get a Dodds's Cookery-Book23 & learn how to cook every single thing that was eaten, & how to mix & bake the bread,—for I never had a servant the whole time we were there, who could make bread—and Carlyle thought all the bread we could get at Dumfries made him ill.24 Finally I had a sister25 of Carlyle's come, & she was with me 18 months, & those were the worst of the whole—she was a coarse, rude girl and had such a temper, & such a tre-MENDOUS will as I never met with in any other woman but herself,—a will just like Carlyle's, without anything besides to induce ye to put up with it.— She assumed authority over the servants, & made constant quarrels with them in the house, as his brother did out,—& I had no authority over her, for if I found fault with her, she went to Carlyle, & "Jane" was doing this & that to her; & that couldn't be done, you know. So she came to breakfast with her hair in curl-papers, which I never could put up with, & other things of the sort. I used to go out & sit down in the middle of the moor, on a stone, & wonder if this were I, & how the same persons could live such a life, that had lived the one I'd been used to before,—so petted generally, (though I got whipping enough, to be sure, at times;) but, being an only child, even if I was punished, I always felt myself an object of importance, at any rate.
Living at Craigenputtoch, it wasn't as if I saw anything of Carlyle;—he went to his own room directly after breakfast, & worked there till 2 hours before dinner, & always rode those two hours. And he rode alone, because he only galloped or walked, and it fretted him to have my horse cantering along by the of26 his side, so he rode alone & I rode alone,27 then he came to dinner very much worked-up, as bilious people always are by a ride, & he was "dangerous," you know, & there was no freedom of communication during dinner; then he went to walk for an hour, which wasn't very wholesome, I always tho't, right after eating, & to his room till tea; & afterward to his room, until about ten o'clock, & then he'd come in, quite tired out with his work, & say, "Jane, will ye play me a few of those Scotch tunes"—& so I would sit down & play Scotch tunes till he went to bed,—oftenest with the tears running down my face the while I played."—28
"And was there nobody you cared for in the town,—had you no friends that ever came to see you from Dumfries? "No, nobody:—sometimes, when I couldn't bear it any longer, I'd go over to my Mother & spend the night with her;—but I had to be back in the morning, for it couldn't go on without me,—we'd no servants that could be trusted.29
"And did you really live five years," I groaned out, "that fearful life? "Yes," she said, "except at the end of the fourth, we came for a few months to London.30 Carlyle came down to see about publishing "Teufelsdröck," & then afterwards wrote for me to come.
"And then from Craigenputtoch where did you go?"
Then we came to London, & have been here ever since; in this same house we are now.
I asked who was kind to her then—what friends she found—
She said Mrs Austin31 was kind to her, whom she had known before; when she was in London for a short time—but that didn't last."
"What was the matter?
"Why, she was the sort of person I couldn't be friends with—everybody's friend—with superficial kindness enough & to spare, but no real comprehension. No, it couldn't possibly have lasted long, tho' I've got her letters, now, beginning "Dearest of friends" & all that sort of thing. Then there was Mrs Basil Montague,32 whom I'd known a long time; i.e. I hadn't seen her till then but I'd corresponded with her— Edward Irving talked to her about me, & made her write to me, & I tho't so much of her letters! He admired her so much, & used to call her the "Mother of the Gracchi,"—33 nice kind of Gracchi, Carlyle said, one ended in prison, & another in a drunken fit, or something of that kind. But all those sort of people fell off. About the first people that really were kind were the Stirlings—34 I don't think I knew anybody that was, till I knew them:—they used to live in the old red house that stands just below yours, here.35 The first winter after we came to live in London, I got a dreadful illness, & nothing could be so kind as old Mrs Stirling—she was in my room every morning by ten o'clock, though it was winter, & the snow on the ground. But finally they had to send for my mother, & I didn't get better till she came.
She travelled night & day, & came quicker than anybody thought was possible, before, but she came into my room as quietly as if she'd had neither hurry nor fear. She was such a gentle, beautiful woman, & everything she did, she did so well! & when she came I grew better.36
Oh, I used to be so fond of her—though I didn't see her much—once or twice I went to Scotland, & once she made me a visit—but I was always thinking about her, & thinking what would please her, & looking about for some little cheap thing I could send her—or if I met anyone she would like to hear about—so that it has never seemed the same since she died,37 & at first I seemed to have no object any more, & nothing to live for.—38


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The University of Nevada Cooperative Extension service is offering a continuation of its series Gardening in Small Spaces by Elaine Fagin on January 11, 2014.
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The Saints wrapped up their first week of Organized Team Activities today as Rachel Whittaker covers this and more in the latest edition of "Black and Gold Today."
First-year Defensive Coordinator Rob Ryan said he's excited to be with the Saints' organization and what he calls one of the best defensive coaching staffs in the country.
Also, Saints beat writer Larry Holder joins "Black and Gold Today" to discuss the latest on left tackle Charles Brown's injury and offers his observations from the Saints' third OTA of the season.


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HI MOM!: A Sable Antelope mother (right) and her calf (left) are pictured spending their first week on the savannah together at Disney's Animal Kingdom theme park in Lake Buena Vista, Fla. The calf's first day on the outdoor savannah was May 7. The savannah can be seen by guests on the theme park's Kilimanjaro Safaris attraction. (Gene Duncan, photographer)
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I have been infatuated with cemeteries, their stones, decorations, and epitaphs for many years now. My love for cemeteries, I cannot explain. They have a certain mysteriousness that makes each one unique and beautiful. Their individuality is profound. Cemeteries contain a treasure trove of photo possibilities and provide a wealth of subject matter.
Over the years, my photographic vision has changed from the basic to the insightful – thanks to my love of the medium and the invention of digital photography and computer programs like Photoshop. Currently, I am working on a personal project of photographing all of the cemeteries in the major cities of North America. One day I hope to expand my travels to other regions of this world, but this of course, will take time.
Educated as a geologist, I have had a great interest in photography since an early age. My travels allowed me to develop an eye for beauty, which I have tried to capture with my photography. My hope with this book and with more to follow, is to share my excitement and love of photography with the reader. If you like what you see, please order a book. If you wish to obtain a high quality signed photograph of any of the photos that appear in this book please email me at email@example.com for a price quote.
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College Hockey:Yale Avenges Friday Defeat with 6-2 Win at Ohio State
COLUMBUS, Ohio — After dropping a hard-fought 3-2 decision to Ohio State on Friday night, the Yale Bulldogs bounced back and rolled past Ohio State, 6-2, on Sunday.
Denis Nam and Joe Callahan each notched a goal and an assist, and Vin Hellemeyer scored two — including a shorthander with just 12 seconds left in the game. Peter Cohen made 30 saves in his first full game of the season.
"In my fondest dreams, I didn't expect to get six goals tonight," said Yale head coach Tim Taylor, whose Bulldogs have dropped eight one-goal decisions this season. "Sometimes it's hard with a team when you ask them to play tight defense and they do what you ask them to do and you lose, especially on the road, it's tempting for them to kind of loosen up a little bit, go for a little more offense, but our guys stayed pretty much to the game plan again, and we got ahead.
"Sometimes the game plan works, and sometimes it doesn't — not that it didn't work Friday night. We just didn't get enough goals to win that game."
After a scoreless and relatively uneventful first period, the middle stanza saw four goals and plenty of extracurricular activity. Nam scored first for Yale at 2:27, taking advantage of a Buckeye turnover at the blueline. Callahan kept the puck in play in the OSU zone and passed to Nam at the top of the slot near the right circle; Nam's shot beat Buckeye goaltender Mike Betz five-hole.
The Bulldogs made it 2-0 at 15:21 on C.J. Nibbe's first collegiate goal, a blast from the neutral zone that found its way to the OSU net unabated. Nam stole the puck from Buckeye Daymen Bencharski near the Yale blueline, then passed to Nibbe in the neutral zone near the OSU blueline. Nibbe let it rip, finding nothing but net on the play.
It was quickly 3-0 as Evan Wax found the net for Yale. Ryan Steeves won the faceoff for the Bulldogs in the left OSU circle and passed to Michael Grobe along the near boards. Grobe centered it for Wax, who took advantage of traffic in front of the Buckeye net to drive it home.
The Buckeyes again narrowed the lead to two just 19 seconds later when Miguel Lafleche tipped in Scott May's centering pass. The play began when Paul Caponigri collided with a linesman while entering the Yale zone, but managed to push the puck up to May along the boards. The puck found its way past several players before landing on Lafleche's stick near the right post.
The second period ended 3-1 in favor of Yale, and the Bulldogs also got the better of the Buckeyes with penalty calls as well. At 8:28, Yale captain Luke Earl left his feet and ran into Betz, who returned the favor by throwing a punch. Earl was sent off the ice for roughing and elbowing, while OSU's Thomas Welsh — who jumped Earl after Earl was tussling with Betz — was given a four-minute double minor for roughing.
While this was going on, every player except for Cohen was mixing it up around the Buckeye net, beginning a beautiful relationship between the two squads that lasted until the buzzer sounded.
At 12:42, Buckeye captain Jason Crain and Bulldogs Chris Higgins and Hellemeyer found themselves in the box after another altercation near the OSU net. At one point in the second, OSU defender Pete Broccoli — not the biggest of players — flattened Bulldog Stacey Bauman in an open-ice hit; Bauman retaliated later and found himself sitting for two.
"I thought most of it [the penalties] was around the goals," said Taylor. "That's what you're going to see, but for the most part they were two clean hockey teams."
Crain brought the Buckeyes to within one at 6:26 in the third, but Callahan's goal at 9:34 put the game past OSU. Hellemeyer scored first at 14:34 to make it 5-2, then added insult to injury with his shorthanded tally.
In spite of the penalties, neither team was successful on the power play. Yale went 0-for-3, while OSU was scoreless in six attempts.
"On Friday night, we kind of got the bounces," said Crain. "I think tonight you saw that we obviously didn't. Yale's a team that comes at you. They're probably one of the hardest-working teams we've played all year. Obviously, we weren't ready for them tonight.
"They came out flying. They throw the puck at the net and crash the net, and that's how they got a lot of their goals – just throwing on net to create chances."
"I don't believe the score was indicative of the play," said Taylor. "I thought Ohio State played very hard and had a lot of good chances. We got the key saves at the right time, and I don't think Betz had his best night. I think that kept them off balance for the whole game.
"We got some timely scoring, and whenever they started clawing back, we seemed to get some sort of goal."
Crain said that while Friday night's win was nice, losing after playing hard today was frustrating.
"Mike Betz has kept us in so many games, has made so many unbelievable saves [that] we owe him a much better effort than that," he said. "Even if he lets in one bad goal, we still have to be there for him. We weren't tonight, and that's disappointing."
Betz made 20 stops on 26 Yale shots.
Yale (6-11-2, 5-5-2 ECAC) returns to league action Feb. 1-2 after taking next weekend off. Ohio State (14-8-2, 9-5-2 CCHA) travels to East Lansing Jan. 25-26 for the first two of four consecutive games against clustermate Michigan State.
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"I barely know anyone, who isn't busy or mad at me. The Republic doesn't like to give out much information to... what did they call me.. an "outside contractor"."
Vlalkor thought for a moment. "I'm sure once this mission is over, Havoc squad could find you a posting somewhere. I might even be able to convince my CO to give you a posting in the squad if your interested."
"Do you have any hobbies?"
Vlalkor smiled as he looked over at his blaster rifle that was hanging from the wall. "One of my big hobbies is modifying weapons in any way that I can. I'm actually pretty good at it. You give me any type of energy weapon and I'm pretty sure I can make it better."
"Anyway, I really do think we should inform Vlalkor to land away from the spaceport, It will most likely save us alot of trouble, and time."
Zarev thought for a moment and nodded and headed for the bridge. He looked at Vlalkor. "We're going to try and avoid the spaceport just in case we have a welcoming commite waiting for us here. Try and find us somewhere else to land."
Vlalkor nodded. "Yes sir. We're about to come out of hypersapce as well."
Vlalkor grabbed the lever and the ship shuddered once as the ship dropped out of hyperspace above Balmorra.
"Stand by..." He told Light. As he took the ship closer in to Balmorra he began scanning the area for an area to land the ship at. After a few minutes he found one.
He activated the intercom. "Attention, we've arrived at Balmorra. As you may or may not know, Balmorra is currently the site of a battle between Republic and Imperial forces. Stay sharp out there and keep your head down once the shooting starts. We'll be landing in a few moments. That is all."
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|Average/crappy attempts at art and other stuff.
Oh right, I keep forgetting to update this. Anyways, now I'm finally a Mexican guy in college studying animation instead of a high school student. Oh and also I got a 360, so I can finally add SSF4 and Blazblue to the list of fighting games I can play online
Fighting games I play:KoF, 3S, TvC, Jump Ultimate Stars, SSF4 and BBCS
Other nicknames I use on the internet:
taiyouh_rock (GFaqs only)
rock.exe (haven't used this one in a long long time though)
Sol_Shingo (on fighting game forums)
SolWarrior (usually my nickname on some online games)
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Current Residence: Mexico
Favourite genre of music: No specific genre
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Pain, Pus & Poison
What doesn't kill you, can make you stronger. Michael Mosley tells the extraordinary story of how the world's most useful and valuable drugs were created. Read More
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Science has unlocked the human body, enabling us to survive diseases and infections. We've gone from finding antidotes to using the poisons themselves as a cure; the most poisonous toxin known to man - Botulinum - is now used as an anti-wrinkle drug called Botox. Scorpion venom is even being tested for the treatment of life threatening diseases.
Yet it's a myth that most of our drugs come from nature. Modern drugs are man-made, designed in some of the world's most high tech labs.
Pain is all in the brain. When we break a leg or pull a muscle, millions of nerve cells in our brains fire torelease chemicals telling us 'it hurts'. To fight the pain, our brains release their own natural painkillers. The problem is, these homemade medicines aren't enough.
Herbs, willow bark and poppies were used by our ancestors for their painkilling powers. The scientific revolution really began with the isolation of morphine at the start of the 19th century – and continued into the 20th century when scientists found a way to synthesise a stable form of a safe painkiller called aspirin, a drug that could be manufactured on an industrial scale.
The Black Death wiped out close to a quarter of the world's population. Even our familiar foe 'the flu' was one of the deadliest infectious diseases of the twentieth century. Fighting these killers is an ongoing battle, as each infection adapts to outwit our defences.
Ancient treatments ranged from using leeches to suck out blood to performing strange magical rituals, but nothing stopped the infection - until we discovered antibiotics. The average person now takes two courses of antibiotics every year. Yet even as we're discovering new uses for antibiotics, the original infections are
developing new drug-resistant strains...
Poisons in the natural world kill thousands of people every year. They attack our bodies, leading to a 'short-circuit'. Yet some poisons are now being used to improve the way we look! The deadly poison curare was first used on the tips of arrows used by indigenous hunters in the Amazon rainforests, but its active ingredient is now used every day in hospitals across the world. Even the chemical weapon Mustard Gas used in the horrors of trench warfare has now been adapted to be useful in chemotherapy treatments.
Today the hunt is on for other poisons that can actually help to cure us; we extract the deadly venom of the Death Stalker scorpion, which may offer hope to people suffering from brain cancer.
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Thoroughly fascinating and enjoyable story on the history of medicines. Dr Michael Mosley is very good. Makes you appreciate living in a world where we have vaccines, antibiotics and regulated medicines.
Fantastic in depth knowledge - Absolutely loved this series. It really showed great in depth of how things came to be in medicine. This was a fun and interesting way to further my uni work as a Nurse. I recommend it highly to anyone who loves a bit of history with a good story behind it
Super interesting and informative! - I am sad that that this wasn't a longer series! Very interesting history and science combined. I learned so much from this series.
Awesome science DVD on pain, pus and poison.. It's interesting and helpful for medical students and anyone who love science
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JWC TO GERALDINE E. JEWSBURY ; 23 July 1852; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18520723-JWC-GEJ-01; CL 27: 177-178
Friday [23 July 1852]
My dear Geraldine
Pray advise Frank not to send me any more letters while his present humour holds out— The last has done more to set my heart against him than any number of Newton fictions could ever have done—it is so—"what shall I say?"—spiteful! and Frank, above all people I have been used to consider free as the angels from every sort of unkindly thing! Another such letter would end ALL between us—so I absolutely will not read another—till I know from you, that he is pacified towards me. I am very sorry indeed that I should have vexed him so much—and very angry at myself for having been so indiscreet—tho it is not my own impression that I "volunteered the statement"—to the best of my recollection when we were speaking of Mrs Newton Frank asked "has she found out yet who wrote the letters to her Husband?" and when I answered "Oh that she has; knows all about it—and the letters were not to Nodes after all!" that Frank said several times over "do tell me—do tell me—please do"—that is my impression but if Frank is positive it is incorrect—why then I have remembered wrong—as I am apt enough to do— Nor does it much signify which of us began the subject—since in any case it behoved me as a well-bred woman (not to dream of saying a wise one) to have held my peace on what I had heard. As to "the stranger"—on above account Frank seems to have been most annoyed with me. will you make him understand that "the Stranger" knows absolutely nothing of him (Frank) or the subject— that the Stranger tho' speaking English in a slow way, well enough to carry on conversation with me himself, is quite lost in the rapid talk carried on betwixt other people, especially when of the out of the way sort such as Frank and I were going on with—moreover that if he could have understood that I told Frank "he was lying"—(as Frank says I did) in his presence—he knows me so well and has so good an opinion of me, that he would have felt sure without further explanation, I was using the expression in some other sense than a grave, accusing one, since he saw me there going thro the forms of FRIENDSHIP with the man I so addressed.
So do dear Geraldine pour oil on the waters of this absurd little tempest we have made from my taking up the thing in this depracoting way instead of in my usual proud fiery way you may see the real liking I have for Frank and the sense I have of all his kindnesses to me— But I cant promise to hold out against another spiteful word from him— In fact wont open another letter from him till he is pacified
affectionately yours /
Jane Carlyle


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"Jersey Boys" tells the tale of the rise and demise of Frankie Valli and The Four Seasons. The movie covers over a decade of the original group's rise to fame to the reuniting decades later for their induction into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. With Frankie Valli and "Sherry" songwriter Bob Gaudio as executive producers, you know the story has to hit close to the truth.
Growing up Italian in Jersey in the 60s, slick, "two-bit hustler," Tommy DeVito (Vincent Piazza) invites his friend Frankie Valli (John Lloyd Young) to join he and band members Nick DeVito (Johnny Cannizarro) and Nick Massi (Michael Lomenda) to perform at local night clubs. The riff raff group takes their turns with short stints in prison, but still manage to book shows while waiting on being the next big thing.
Once they add songwriter Bob Gaudio (Erich Bergen) at the convincing of a very persistent Joey Pesci , yep that Joe Pesci, (Joseph Russo), they follow up in New York with music labels by knocking door-to-door until they meet Bob Crewe (Mike Doyle), label owner and producer. The group, whose name keeps changing and now goes by The Four Lovers, gets a deal signing backup for about a year until they beg to record their own songs as promised. Enter the introduction of "Sherry" and the rest is history.
The movie takes the audience through a musical decade where American Bandstand and an Ed Sullivan appearance topped the list as "made it" moments. They endure struggles, especially Tommy who gets in over his head financially and Frankie who faces ugly personal problems with his family.
In addition to this charismatic foursome, two performances are quite remarkable including Christopher Walken who plays loan shark/crime boss Gyp DeCarlo who pulls Frankie and his crew out of more than one sticky situation and Renee Marino as Frankie's wife, Mary Delgado. Her spitfire attitude and striking good looks captures the screen whenever she's on.
It's an American music storybook that brings the theatrics of the Broadway play by having the fourth wall broken down and a performance worthy of applause at the end. It's a rags-to-riches path to stardom with iconic music along the way. Due to its long history, some parts get dragged out but when choosing what moments are most important, it's hard to edit down to a feature-length film.
Final words: From scoundrels to songbirds, "Jersey Boys" make it better with a little bit of singing.