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The Bermondsey Ghost, or, Terror on Jacob’s Island

In the year 1857 Sarah and Charles Bacon were terrified by the strange happenings in their small house in London Street in Bermondsey.   Even Charles’s thirteen-year-old daughter Caroline, a sullen and resentful stepdaughter to Sarah, was disturbed by the goings-on.  For five days mysterious noises resounded at all hours throughout the building.  When Charles was at work during the …

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Haunted by Sadness, or, Is 50 Berkeley Square London’s most Ghost-Ridden House?

50 Berkeley Square would appear to be an unlikely location for the most haunted house in London.  This elegant Mayfair townhouse on the west side of the square certainly does not look from the outside as if it would be troubled by disturbed spirits.  Its reputation is probably connected to the popularity of haunted house stories in nineteenth-century newspapers—for which …

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The Bookseller’s Son, or, The Death of Henry Stanynought

On Monday the 7th of September 1835 a sombre meeting was convened at the Masons’ Arms in Titchborne Street, which runs north west off the Haymarket end of Piccadilly.  Sixteen men gathered to carry out their civic duty as jurors at a coroner’s inquest.  The coroner, with jurisdiction over the county of Middlesex, was Thomas Stirling, who was advanced in …

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The Bookseller’s Son, or, The Crime of Henry Stanynought

That night―the night of Tuesday the 1st of September―Henry Stanynought stayed in the same room as his son.  They were alone in the house.  For a time, as the light began to fail, and the shadows lengthened across the floor,  Stanynought sat deep in thought.  Then, when the little boy had finally fallen asleep, he closed the windows and the door.  …

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The Bookseller’s Son, or, The Sadness of Henry Stanynought

In Kensal Green Cemetery there is a grave where five members of the same family lie buried.  The headstone is rather featureless.  The passing of the years has stained it with a dark patina, and the shifting soil has allowed it to tip slightly to one side.  There is nothing about it that would make you stop.  Countless visitors to …

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William Herring, or, Charles Dickens and the Medical Man of Quickset Row

Readers of this blog with a keen eye for all things Dickensian will recall that the great writer’s ailing pet raven, Grip, was treated and quite possibly killed by a local veterinarian.  He fed the wretched bird quantities of castor oil, which may well have hastened its end.  However, we should not for that reason overlook the veterinarian, because he …

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Caroline Crachami, or, The Sad Story of The Sicilian Dwarf

Had you been walking down New Bond Street in the year 1824, then at no. 23, which stood at the corner of Conduit Street, a sign inviting you to visit the “Naturorama” might have caught your eye.  And had you put your hand in your pocket, you would have gained access to an inner room with seventeen dioramas displaying model …

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A Mysterious Death in Balham: Charles Bravo and the Housemaid

The place was Sussex.  The year was 1894.  Mary Ann Hills, née Keeber, a forty-two-year-old mother of two young children, Maud and Reginald, lay dying.  And, as her marriage had been spent in cemetery lodges, death had played a greater part in her life than in most.  Her husband had plied his trade as a cemetery superintendent, seeing almost daily …

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Moonlight on the Stairs, or, A North London Story

You may recall meeting Richard Rowe in two of our recent posts, namely Lighting up the Lives of Londoners and Castles in the Air.  Rowe was the Methodist minister who worked amongst the poor of London in the later years of the nineteenth century, and who left us an affectionate portrait of Hoppety Bob, a man he clearly admired. Elsewhere …

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Frederick Harwood, or, The Surrey Cricketer and the Hot Air Balloon

Whit Monday in 1854, which was June the 5th, was unseasonably cool and breezy, but not enough to stop thousands of holidaying Londoners flocking to the Surrey Zoological Gardens.  For an entrance fee of one shilling, or four pounds in today’s money, they could visit the famous menagerie, which was home to ten lions, three elephants, two tigers, two giraffes …