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Episode 74: BSI Weekend 2015

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The #BSIWeekend 2015 is in the history books. As usual, it was a reminder of the richness of friendship and fun that are the side effect - and in some cases, the driver - of our interest in Sherlock Holmes. And it is the subject of this episode of I Hear of Sherlock Everywhere.<br />
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As you know, the <a href="http://bsiweekend.com/" target="_blank">Baker Street Irregulars (and Friends) Weekend</a> is a gathering of some hundrends of interested Sherlockians that is always full of food, fun and friends, and this year was no exception. In fact, this year it coincided with the 125th anniversary of the birth of Christopher Morley, the founder of the BSI, and the 100th anniversary of the publication of <i>The Valley of Fear</i>.<br />
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One of the highlights for us was the Lunch of Steele at the Salmagundi Club, honoring the memory of Frederic Dorr Steele, one of the great illustrators of the Sherlock Holmes stories. Burt has hosted this luncheon for the last 12 years, and he tells us why he decided to bring back the tradition of Morley's Three Hours For Lunch Club under the topic of Steele.<br />
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There at the club, we enjoyed an intimate setting that allowed us to share a variety of interests and to capture a couple of those legendary stories that aren't documented in writing. We refer, of course, to Peter Blau, who regaled us with a John Bennett Shaw story and an Al Silverstein tale.<br />
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We also reflected on the associated interests of Sherlockians that brought us to other societies such as the Victorian Military Society, the English Speaking Union and others.<br />
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One of the common interests of Sherlockians is comedy. David Stuart Davies has always been a star attraction at comedic efforts at our gatherings. And this year was no different, with Davies doing a one-man rendition of a Goon Show-like interlude called "<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UYzfxlC6gbE" target="_blank">A Quartet of M's</a>," which we have a short audio clip of within the show. If you'd like to watch the full version, please check out the full video below (recorded with the permission of the BSI's "Wiggins," as you heard in <a href="http://www.ihearofsherlock.com/2014/12/episode-71-conversation-with-head-of-bsi.html" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Episode 71</a>).<br />
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The investitures this year were nothing short of thrilling, with two very special ones. Kristina Manente of the Baker Street Babes received the investiture "Grace Dunbar," and Emily Miranker is now "Lady Hatty St. Simon." We have audio clips of each of them, including some commentary from her father, Glen Miranker, BSI ("The Origin of Tree Worship").<br />
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If you'd like to see more photos from the 2015 BSI Weekend, here's a slideshow from <a href="https://flic.kr/s/aHsk43xXcU" target="_blank">our Flickr set</a>:<br />
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The Editor's Gas-Lamp for this episode is "Watson's Wound: Real of Phantom?" by Robert Katz, MD, BSI from <i>The Watsonian </i>(Vol. 2, No. 2).<br />
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<b>Links</b>:<br />
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<li>The Three Stooges' <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MYP1OBZfFK0" target="_blank">Niagara Falls routine</a></li>
<li>The Amateur Mendicant Society's history <i><a href="http://www.amateurmendicantsociety.org/2014/12/coming-soon-from-lower-vault-treasures.html" target="_blank">From the Lower Vault</a></i> by Chris Music is now for sale.</li>
<li><a href="http://www.musowls.org/netcommunity/CampusNews?ID=1940&Scrolling=SWEN" target="_blank">Tim Greer won the Morley Montgomery Award</a> for 2014 for the best article in the <i>Baker Street Journal</i>.</li>
<li><a href="http://www.bbc.com/culture/story/20150210-sherlock-as-youve-never-seen-him" target="_blank">A first look and review at <i>Mr. Holmes</i></a> with Ian McKellen as a 93 year-old retired Sherlock Holmes.</li>
<li><a href="https://www.eventbrite.co.uk/e/sherlocked-the-official-sherlock-convention-tickets-15647166095" target="_blank">Sherlocked is the official convention</a> of the BBC's Sherlock and it's taking place in London in April 2015.</li>
<li><a href="http://www.sherlockology.com/news/2015/2/10/sherlock-special-wrap-100215" target="_blank">Filming has wrapped</a> for the Christmas special of <i>Sherlock</i>, with the actors in full Victorian garb.</li>
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Episode 74: BSI Weekend 2015

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by Scott Monty

Sherlock Holmes Valentine Day Quiz

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"Valentine?" [BRUC]</h4>
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We're used to seeing Sherlock Holmes as a creature of logic vs. emotion. Watson called him "an automaton - a calculating machine" in <i>The Sign of Four</i>, and it was only many years later that he noted, "For the one and only time I caught a glimpse of a great heart as well as of a great brain." [3GAR]<br />
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When it came to women - even <i>the</i> woman - Holmes was not moved:<br />
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And Holmes reassured us that the softer emotion wasn't part of his character:<br />
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"I have never loved, Watson, but if I did, and if the woman I loved had met with such an end, I might act even as our lawless lion-hunter has done." [DEVI]</blockquote>
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Of course, he did manage to play the part once when he led on Milverton's house-maid:<br />
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He goes on to explain his rather mercenary reason for doing so: "I needed information, Watson." [CHAS]<br />
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To mark the occasion of Valentine's Day, we're bringing you a quiz about love interests in the Canon. There are 9 questions; those who answer all questions correctly will be entered for a chance to win a Sherlockian collectible - some piece of effluvium from our grab-bag.<br />
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The contest is open from February 14 - 21, 2015. The winner will be chosen randomly from all of the correct entries and notified by email.<br />
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<b><i>Roses are red</i></b></h4>
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<b><i>We know four Violets in the Canon</i></b></h4>
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Sherlock Holmes Valentine Day Quiz

"Valentine?" [BRUC] We're used to seeing Sherlock Holmes as a creature of logic vs. emotion. Watson called him "an a...

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by Scott Monty

Canonical Connections in Conan Doyle's "The Winning Shot"

Though most of the facts were familiar to me, I had not sufficiently appreciated their relative importance, nor their connection with each other. [SILV]<br />
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As readers of the Sherlock Holmes adventures know, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle was a master of the short story. He wrote in many genres: mystery, horror, science fiction, adventure, romance and humor.</div>
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"The Winning Shot" was the first of three short stories Doyle had published in Bow Bells weekly magazine during his career, in the July 11, 1883 issue. In a June or July 1882 letter to his mother Mary (quoted in <i><a href="http://amzn.to/1vG5sve" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Arthur Conan Doyle: A Life in Letters</a></i> by Jon Lellenberg, Daniel Stashower and Charles Foley), Doyle wrote, "I have a wonderful story on hand 'The Winning Shot' about mesmerism and murder and chemical magnetism and a man's eating his own ears because he was hungry," and in a second letter to her as "a very ghastly Animal Magnetic vampery sort of tale." </div>
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The 12,000 word story is unusual in Doyle's oeuvre in that it is told in the first person by Charlotte "Lottie" Underwood. I will be discussing the story in detail (yes - there will be spoilers!), so if you would like to read it first, it is available in <i><a href="http://amzn.to/1Mf0n1R" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Uncollected Stories: The Unknown Conan Doyle</a></i> edited by John Michael Gibson and Richard Lancelyn Green or you can read the text <a href="http://www.sshf.com/encyclopedia/index.php/The_Winning_Shot">here</a> at <a href="http://www.sshf.com/encyclopedia/index.php/Main_Page">The Conan Doyle Encyclopedia</a>.</div>
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"I know that many people will always ridicule the supernatural, or what our poor intellects choose to regard as supernatural, and that the fact of my being a woman will be thought to weaken my evidence. I can only plead that I have never been weak-minded or impressionable, and that other people formed the same opinions of Octavius Gaster that I did," </blockquote>
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Lottie's story starts out as if it were a romance about her impending marriage to old Colonel Pillar’s son Charley of Roborough, Devon. Staying at the Colonel’s "merry household at Toynby Hall" during the Long Vacation that August along with Charley and Lottie were "Harry, Charley's younger brother, and Trevor, his bosom friend at Cambridge," Lieutenant Jack Daseby "fresh home from Japan in Her Majesty's ship <i>Shark</i>" who is engaged to Charley's sister Fanny, and Lottie's mother, "dearest of old ladies, beaming at us through her gold-rimmed spectacles, anxiously smoothing every little difficulty in the way of the two young couples, and never weary of detailing to them her own doubts and fears and perplexities."</div>
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Doyle gives a wonderful word-picture of an evening at home with the characters vividly delineated before Charley and Lottie decide to take a stroll on the moor. Doyle places Toynby Hall on the southwest side of Dartmoor; Baskerville Hall will be on the northeast. Dartmoor apparently held a long fascination with Doyle and the moor gives "The Winning Shot" some of its elements of mystery. Almost twenty years later, the moor became a character of its own in <i>The Hound of the Baskervilles</i> [HOUN].</div>
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"Above us towered two great columns of rock, between which the water trickled to form a deep, still pool at the bottom. This pool had always been a favourite spot of Charley's, and was a pretty cheerful place by day; but now, with the rising moon reflected upon its glassy waters, and throwing dark shadows from the overhanging rocks, it seemed anything rather than the haunt of a pleasure-seeker…. I have already mentioned that the pool by which we were standing lay at the foot of a rough mound of rocks. On the top of this mound, about sixty feet above our heads, a tall dark figure was standing, peering down, apparently, into the rugged hollow in which we were.<br />
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"The moon was just topping the ridge behind, and the gaunt, angular outlines of the stranger stood out hard and clear against its silvery radiance.<br />
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"There was something ghastly in the sudden and silent appearance of this solitary wanderer, especially when coupled with the weird nature of the scene."</blockquote>
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The moon was low upon the right, and the jagged pinnacle of a granite tor stood up against the lower curve of its silver disc. There, outlined as black as an ebony statue on that shining background, I saw the figure of a man upon the tor. Do not think that it was a delusion, Holmes. I assure you that I have never in my life seen anything more clearly. As far as I could judge, the figure was that of a tall, thin man. He stood with his legs a little separated, his arms folded, his head bowed, as if he were brooding over that enormous wilderness of peat and granite which lay behind him. He might have been the very spirit of that terrible place. It was not the convict. This man was far from the place where the latter had disappeared. Besides, he was a much taller man. With a cry of surprise I pointed him out to the baronet, but in the instant during which I had turned to grasp his arm the man was gone. There was the sharp pinnacle of granite still cutting the lower edge of the moon, but its peak bore no trace of that silent and motionless figure."</blockquote>
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The description of the stranger will sound very familiar to a Sherlockian: <br />
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"<b>Weird as his appearance had been</b> when we first caught sight of him, the impression was intensified rather than removed by a closer acquaintance.<br />
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"The moon shining full upon him revealed a long, <b>thin face of ghastly pallor</b>, the effect being increased by its <b>contrast with the flaring green necktie</b> which he wore.<br />
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"A <b>scar</b> upon his cheek had healed badly and caused <b>a nasty pucker at the side of his mouth</b>, which gave his whole countenance a most distorted expression, more particularly when he smiled."</blockquote>
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This is Holmes’ description of Huge Boone from "The Man with the Twisted Lip": <br />
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"His <b>appearance</b>, you see, is <b>so remarkable</b> that no one can pass him without observing him. <b>A shock of orange hair, a pale face disfigured by a horrible scar</b>, which, by its contraction, has <b>turned up the outer edge of his upper lip</b>, a bulldog chin, and a pair of very penetrating dark eyes, which present <b>a singular contrast to the colour of his hair</b>, all mark him out from amid the common crowd of mendicants, and so, too, does his wit, for he is ever ready with a reply to any piece of chaff which may be thrown at him by the passers-by." [Emphasis added.]</blockquote>
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The stranger is Swedish Doctor Octavius Gaster, a traveler lost on the moor. Despite his appearance, Charley is intrigued by the man and invites him to stay at the Hall. On the way back Gaster relates how he and Karl Osgood of Upsala went on a trading venture in Cape Blanco (Ras Nouadhibou on the west African coast which has been called <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Cap Blanc</i> by the French, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Cabo Blanco</i> by the Spanish and <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Cabo Branco</i> by the Portuguese) who had to flee on a small boat in the night when the local Moors came to kill them.<br />
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"There was no country where we could hope for food nearer than Canary [the Canary Islands], and for that we made.<br />
"I reached it alive, though very weak and mad; but poor Karl died the day before we sighted the islands.<br />
"I gave him warning!<br />
"I cannot blame myself in the matter.<br />
"I said, 'Karl, the strength that you might gain by eating them would be more than made up for by the blood that you would lose!'<br />
"He laughed at my words, caught the knife from my belt, cut them off and eat them; and he died."<br />
"Eat what?" asked Charley.<br />
"His ears!" said the stranger.</blockquote>
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The gruesome scene of a small boat on the ocean and severed ears would become the climax of Jim Browner’s confession in "The Cardboard Box":<br />
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"At last I saw them hire a boat and start for a row, for it was a very hot day, and they thought no doubt that it would be cooler on the water. It was just as if they had been given into my hands. There was a bit of a haze, and you could not see more than a few hundred yards. I hired a boat for myself, and I pulled after them. I could see the blur of their craft, but they were going nearly as fast as I, and they must have been a long mile from the shore before I caught them up. The haze was like a curtain all round us, and there were we three in the middle of it. My God, shall I ever forget their faces when they saw who was in the boat that was closing in upon them? She screamed out. He swore like a madman, and jabbed at me with an oar, for he must have seen death in my eyes. I got past it and got one in with my stick, that crushed his head like an egg. I would have spared her, perhaps, for all my madness, but she threw her arms round him, crying out to him, and calling him `Alec'. I struck again, and she lay stretched beside him. I was like a wild beast then that had tasted blood. If Sarah had been there, by the Lord, she should have joined them. I pulled out my knife, and - well, there! I've said enough."</blockquote>
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Given what we later learn about Gaster, the reader may well wonder who actually cut off and ate Karl’s ears.<br />
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Gaster joins the gathering for (a non-aural) dinner and, as Lottie writes:<br />
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"Whatever Doctor Octavius Gaster might be physically, he was certainly a social success.<br />
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"By next day he had so completely installed himself as a member of the household that the Colonel would not hear of his departure.<br />
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"He astonished everybody by the extent and variety of his knowledge. He could tell the veteran considerably more about the Crimea than he knew himself; he gave the sailor information about the coast of Japan; and even tackled my athletic lover upon the subject of rowing, discoursing about levers of the first order, and fixed points and fulcra, until the unhappy Cantab was fain to drop the subject.</blockquote>
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<b>Canonical connection:</b> Here Gaster sounds very Holmes-like:<br />
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"Our meal was a merry one. Holmes could talk exceedingly well when he chose, and that night he did choose. He appeared to be in a state of nervous exaltation. I have never known him so brilliant. He spoke on a quick succession of subjects - on miracle plays, on medieval pottery, on Stradivarius violins, on the Buddhism of Ceylon, and on the warships of the future - handling each as though he had made a special study of it. His bright humour marked the reaction from his black depression of the preceding days." - <i>The Sign of Four</i></blockquote>
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Lottie also relates an incident illustrating Gaster's "quiet power about everything he said and did":<br />
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"Trevor had a remarkably savage bulldog, which, however fond of its master, fiercely resented any liberties from the rest of us. This animal was, it may be imagined, rather unpopular, but as it was the pride of the student's heart it was agreed not to banish it entirely, but to lock it up in the stable and give it a wide berth.”</blockquote>
 <b>Canonical connection:</b> Victor Trevor’s bull-terrier froze onto Holmes’ ankle as he when down to college chapel one morning.<br />
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One day, the Swede hears the dog and wants to see it.<br />
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"He's rather a nipper," said Trevor, with a mischievous expression in his eye; "but I suppose you are not afraid of a dog?"<br />
"Afraid?—no. Why should I be afraid?"
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The mischievous look on Trevor's face increased as he opened the stable door. I heard Charley mutter something to him about its being past a joke, but the other's answer was drowned by the hollow growling from inside.<br />
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The rest of us retreated to a respectable distance, while Octavius Gaster stood in the open doorway with a look of mild curiosity upon his pallid face.<br />
"And those," he said, "that I see so bright and red in the darkness—are those his eyes?"<br />
"Those are they," said the student, as he stooped down and unbuckled the strap.<br />
"Come here!" said Octavius Gaster.<br />
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The growling of the dog suddenly subsided into a long whimper, and instead of making the furious rush that we expected, he rustled among the straw as if trying to huddle into a corner.<br />
"What the deuce is the matter with him?" exclaimed his perplexed owner.<br />
"Come here!" repeated Gaster, in sharp metallic accents, with an indescribable air of command in them. "Come here!"<br />
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To our astonishment, the dog trotted out and stood at his side, but looking as unlike the usually pugnacious Towzer as is possible to conceive. His ears were drooping, his tail limp, and he altogether presented the very picture of canine humiliation.<br />
"A very fine dog, but singularly quiet," remarked the Swede, as he stroked him down.<br />
"Now, sir, go back!"<br />
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The brute turned and slunk back into its corner. We heard the rattling of its chain as it was being fastened, and next moment Trevor came out of the stable-door with blood dripping from his finger.<br />
"Confound the beast!" he said. "I don't know what can have come over him. I've had him three years, and he never bit me before."<br />
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Of course Jack Stapleton [HOUN] and Jephro Rucastle [COPP] both had a way with vicious canines.<br />
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There are a couple of passages in the story that give the <a href="http://amzn.to/1zNQvXo">Sherlockian with an interest in H.P. Lovecraft</a> pause. Gaster is frequently reading a book he keeps hidden from the others. One day Lottie and Charley come upon Gaster before he can secret the book.</div>
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"Ah, Gaster," said Charley, "studying, as usual! What an old bookworm you are! What's the book? Ah, a foreign language; Swedish, I suppose?" <br />
"No, it is not Swedish," said Gaster; "it is Arabic." <br />
"You don't mean to say you know Arabic?" <br />
"Oh, very well—very well indeed!" <br />
"And what's it about?" I asked, turning over the leaves of the musty old volume. <br />
"Nothing that would interest one so young and fair as yourself, Miss Underwood," he answered, looking at me in a way which had become habitual to him of late. "It treats of the days when mind was stronger than what you call matter; when great spirits lived that were able to exist without these coarse bodies of ours, and could mould all things to their so-powerful wills."</div>
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Later, Lottie spies Gaster reading a newspaper clipping which he finds very amusing. "There was something horrible too in this mirth of his, for though he writhed his body about as if with laughter, no sound was emitted from his lips." Gaster leaves the room and the clipping behind which Lottie reads.<br />
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"Sudden Death in the Docks.—The master of the bark-rigged steamer Olga, from Tromsberg, was found lying dead in his cabin on Wednesday afternoon. Deceased was, it seems, of a violent disposition, and had had frequent altercations with the surgeon of the vessel. On this particular day he had been more than usually offensive, declaring that the surgeon was a necromancer and worshipper of the devil. The latter retired on deck to avoid further persecution. Shortly afterwards the steward had occasion to enter the cabin, and found the captain lying across the table quite dead. Death is attributed to heart disease, accelerated by excessive passion. An inquest will be held to-day."<br />
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An Arabic grimoire, necromancy:
could Gaster have been reading the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Necronomicon"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="color: blue;">Necronomicon</span></i></a> some forty years
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Mrs. Underwood tells her daughter she thinks Gaster is in love with Lottie and events come to a head. One evening, Lottie is waiting for Charley in an arbor but the doctor shows up instead, declaring his love to the horrified woman. She tries to leave, but Gaster forces himself upon her. Just then Charley shows up and punches Gaster in the face. Gaster flees and life returns to normal at Toynby Hall.<br />
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On the eve of Lottie and Charley’s wedding was a marksmanship contest between the Roborough volunteers, of which Charley was the captain and best shot, and the Plymouth regulars, the match to take place at the Roborough shooting-range on the moor itself.<br />
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The contest is even and the last shot, potentially the winning shot, belongs to Charley. Earlier, the couple had seen Gaster in the crowd of spectators and now as Charley takes aim, Lottie, standing between two Devon farmers, sees Gaster in a trance-like prayer staring at a space halfway between Charley and the target. One of the farmers says of Gaster’s manner, "Blessed if he bean't foamin' like Farmer Watson's dog—t' bull pup whot died mad o' the hydropathics." (Is that what happened to John H. Watson’s own bull pup in <i>A Study in Scarlet</i>?)<br />
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Meanwhile, Charley hesitates to shoot because he sees a figure in front of the bull's-eye. Assured by his teammates and the crowd that no one is there, Charley pulls the trigger and wins the contest. When his fellows go to congratulate him, they find him dead. While brain-fever is not mentioned, like Percy "Tadpole" Phelps in "The Naval Treaty," Lottie becomes ill and does not recover until "I found myself in the sick-room at Toynby Hall, and learned that three restless, delirious weeks had passed since that terrible day."<br />
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"Within a fortnight after writing this narrative, my poor daughter disappeared. All search has failed to find her. A porter at the railway station has deposed to having seen a young lady resembling her description get into a first-class carriage with a tall, thin gentleman. It is, however, too ridiculous to suppose that she can have eloped after her recent grief, and without my having had any suspicions. The detectives are, however, working out the clue.—EMILY UNDERWOOD."</blockquote>
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"The Winning Shot" is one of Doyle’s better early works. It should come as no surprise that Doyle could write a credible first-person female character; he had five sisters and the family was headed by Doyle’s mother Mary. In fact, Doyle’s favorite sister was Caroline, who was called Lottie by the family and in “The Winning Shot” Lottie has a brother named Arthur Cooper Underwood—A.C.U. as opposed to A.C.D.<br />
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Doyle uses length to build a believable world with real people and then slowly reveals the preternatural or supernatural underpinnings that are waiting to be exposed to the observant. In 1884, he thought of including "The Winning Shot" with "The Captain of the <i>Pole-Star</i>," "John Barrington Cowles," "J. Habakuk Jephson's Statement" and others in a collection called <i>Twilight Tales</i>.<br />
"You see," he wrote to his mother, "it would have a double meaning---not only as being tales suitable for the gloaming, but as a treating of the strangle twilight land between the natural and the absolutely supernatural…"<br />
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That collection never came into being and the story became one Doyle’s forgotten works until 1982. Why? Perhaps because so many of the story's elements were revised, reused and improved upon in later endeavors. For Sherlockians, there are overlaps minor (a college friend named Trevor with a biting dog, severed ears on the ocean and a Watson with a bull pup) to major (the Dartmoor setting, a mysterious stranger standing on a rocky prominence silhouetted against the moon and a pale, scar-faced antagonist) that make this good eerie tale doubly worth reading.<br />
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<i>Note to <a href="http://www.ihearofsherlock.com/2013/10/episode-57-sherlockian-halloween.html#.VNxMx_nF_14" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Charles Prepolec</a>, editor of the <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Charles-Prepolec/e/B002BO801O/">Gaslight</a><a href="http://amzn.to/1vG900u" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"> series of supernatural Holmes</a> stories and its contributors: If there hasn't been one already, there’s a pastiche waiting to be written about the young Holmes and Watson in 1883 on the trail of the missing Lottie Underwood and </i>Necronomicon<i>-toting Octavius Gaster.</i><br />
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Saturday Matinee: The Triumph of Sherlock Holmes (1935)

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[<i>Editor's note: this is the second in <a href="http://www.ihearofsherlock.com/search/label/Arthur%20Wontner#.VNZp7_nF_14" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">a series of four posts</a> on the Arthur Wontner Sherlock Holmes series, as reviewed by David Lee Andrews of <a href="http://www.comicbookandmoviereviews.com/2014/09/the-triumph-of-sherlock-holmes-1935.html#.VNWzV_nF_14" target="_blank">Comic Book and Movie Reviews</a>.</i>]<br />
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Did you know that Sherlock Holmes has been depicted in the movies more than any other fictional character throughout cinematic history? Yeah. It's fairly elementary, don't you know. You just ask any of those nice chaps seen in the following 75-minute flick made in 1935. It was directed by Leslie S. Hiscott; and starred Arthur Wontner, Lyn Harding, with Leslie Perrins.<br />
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Why thank you very much for coming out of retirement to investigate the death of my husband, Mr. Holmes (Arthur Wontner). Yet, to be completely honest with you, I had a sneaking suspicion something like this was going to happen sooner or later.<br />
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You see, many years ago, while we were living in America, my late husband John (Leslie Perrins) joined a gang of crooks who frequented a nearby tavern. And I'll tell you something for nothing, Mr. Holmes, this motley crew were really up to no good. Extortion. Thievery. The works. They did everything in their power to make a fast buck in spite of the local authority's best efforts.<br />
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However, as time past John finally decided to show his true colors. And this in turn resulted in some of the gang being pinched, while me and my other half made it all the way back to England for safe keeping.<br />
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Well. We thought we were, anyway.<br />
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But then again, that's most probably why what happens next goes all old-school when Doctor Watson (Ian Fleming) catches me laughing in the garden. As the game is afoot - a string of lies goes kaput - a dead man eventually join's the party - and at the end of the day, look out Holmes, for here comes Professor Moriarty (Lyn Harding)! <br />
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From a narrative point of view I'd say <i>The Triumph of Sherlock Holmes</i> was a story of two unequal halves. Whilst one part concentrated on Holmes trying to figure out who murdered a man, the other part concentrated on the man's back-story and eventual fate.<br />
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Now I know that this may sound fairly straight forward and pedestrian on the surface, dear reader. But as I just said, the two halves presented were very unequal. Essentially it favored the 'back-story' part of the narrative more than the 'Holmes' part of the narrative, and this inadvertently made the 'Holmes element' act as a book-end to the overall murder mystery.<br />
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I also noticed that the exposition came across somewhat top-heavy on occasion. And even though I did like the way the actors acted - all upper-crust, working class, or prim and proper - in the same breath some of them weren't able to give their words any form of gravitas or depth.<br />
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Of course I'm not referring to Arthur Wontner's or Ian Fleming's performances. Generally speaking their portrayal of Holmes and Watson was very warming on the screen. As a matter of fact, not only was it warming, my friends, I'd even go so far as to say their on screen chemistry felt more authentic than some of the other actors who have attempted to play these parts.  <br />
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Well. Let's face it. Doesn't Wontner look like Sherlock Holmes to you? Furthermore, if you ever get around to watching any of his movies, I bet you anything you'd think he sounds like him as well! Especially when he does one of his summations to explain why x did y to z!<br />
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Also, something else about this movie I thoroughly enjoyed, where those scenes where Sherlock encouraged Watson to 'chip in' on the investigation. In my eyes these sequences show what's at the very heart of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's creation. A partnership and a common bond that illustrates they're very much two halves of the very same coin. A coin, I might add, that outshone the wise-guy 'back-story' component even though it had a lot less time in the spotlight<br />
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Anyway. I'm sure you know by now my feelings towards this fairly good murder mystery. So I tell you what. Why don't you now sit back, relax, and check out the following cinematic facts.<br />
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<li>Gaumont British first released this production in England on the exact same month the Monopoly board game was first sold in the shops - February, 1935. </li>
<li>Loosely translated, this project was entitled <i>The Valley of Fear</i> in Spain. </li>
<li>Funnily enough, you might like to know this adventure was limply based on Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's final novel-length Sherlock story - also entitled <i>The Valley of Fear</i> - which was published in 1914. </li>
<li>One of the taglines used to promote this picture, was, "Sherlock Holmes solves his greatest problem of his spectacular career." </li>
<li>That nice English chap who directed this film, Leslie S. Hiscott, was one of the original co-founders of the legendary Twickenham Film Studios.</li>
<li>This was the last time Cyril Twyford ever adapted a flick for the silver screen. Previously he adapted two other Sherlock Holmes mysteries starring Arthur Wontner, most notably <i>The Missing Rembrandt</i> and <i>Sherlock Holmes's Fatal Hour</i>. </li>
<li>In stark contrast to Twyford, this was the first time Lyn Harding ever portrayed Professor Moriarty. Afterwards he would play him one more time in <i>Silver Blaze</i>. </li>
<li>After this mystery gulped its last sip of tea, Arthur Wontner starred in the drama, <i>Line Engaged</i>; Lyn Harding starred in the adventure, <i>Escape Me Never</i>; and Leslie Perrins starred in the romance, <i>D'Ye Ken John Peel?</i>.</li>
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Overall I'd say <i>The Triumph of Sherlock Holmes</i> was a rather pithy little footnote on the whole Sherlock Holmes mythos. Even though the back-story overpowered Holmes's presence, as push comes to shove, Holmes and Watson still made it through despite its bi-polar tone.<br />
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A timely tone. <br />
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<b>The Rating: B-</b></h4>
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