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Post by dem bones on May 8, 2018 9:50:26 GMT
Charles Lloyd [Birkin] (ed.) - Thrills (Philip Allan, 1935) Tod Robbins - The Confession
William F. Temple - The Kosso
H. Russell Wakefield - A Fishing Story
Charles Lloyd - Henri Larne
A. H. Claxton - They Come For Their Own
E. F. Henry - I Am Smith
John Ashcroft Hopson - The House With No Road
Ellis Reed - The Queer People
Catherine Clark - The Divine Spark
Richard Anthony Parker Crawshay - Ashes And Ashes
H. Russell Wakefield - Death Of A Poacher
Godfrey Archard - A Bed For the Night
Kenneth Ingram - Passing of the Terror
Patrick Carleton - Doctor Horder's RoomNot got a copy, but have been painfully slowly collecting it in instalments via other anthologies, though have likely now hit the buffer. Robbins' opening novella is as good a story as appeared in the series. Birkin's contribution is as pointless an exercise in sadism as you could wish for. The Kosso (unread) marks Sf giant William F. Temple's first professional sale. Tod Robbins - The Confession: On the eve of his date with Madam Guillotine, Emile Parnell, the Butcher of Paris, receives a surprise visitor - Judge Maurice Leon, the old fossil who condemned him to death. Parnell regards himself an infamous monster of history, but the aged magistrate soon cuts him down to size with his own chilling confession to innumerable murders from the Reign of Terror - "Those were crimson days, merry days, young man!" - through to the present. Parnell's paltry thirteen kills are pathetically insignificant in comparison. So why isn't Leon's name writ large in the annals of crime? H. R. Wakefield - Death Of A Poacher: "The great beast rolled over, writhing and snarling, and then out from its body came a huge Negro and the beast seemed to roll away around his feet." Sir Willoughby hasn't been the same man since he returned from Africa where he was involved in a terrifying incident which culminated in his shooting dead a were-hyena, much to the consternation of the Masai people who consider the animal sacred. Their curse follows him back home to Sussex and slowly destroys him. Patrick Carleton - Dr. Horder's Room: " ... a cold and heavy body, whose stench was beyond all description, lay outstretched upon his own, its mouth pressed greedily to his mouth and it's hands fastening his wrists." Cambridge University. Proper creepy Jamesian tale of the dire consequences that befall any pupil allocated Dr. Horder's old sanctuary. The room is haunted by a bearded, rubbery entity, a psychic sponge, draining life from the young to prolong its own. The timely intervention of old George the porter delivers new boarder, Peter Lake, to safety. Story revived by Richard Dalby and Rosemary Pardoe for their excellent Ghosts & Scholars anthology (Crucible, 1987). Charles Lloyd - Henri Larne: Newly-weds John and Nina Lang holiday in Normandy. Their arrival in La Bézard coincides with the execution of sadist Henri Larne for the brutal murders of his wife and infant daughter. Browsing the market stalls, Nina spots a thick leather belt that would look so impressive around her handsome husband's waist. Guess whose wardrobe it came from. H. R. Wakefield - A Fishing Story: Donegal. Gallagher, vehemently anti-Brit, died when a river-bridge he was crossing mysteriously collapsed. His body was never recovered. Despite the hints and warnings of McBrain - an old gillie who may or may not have had something to do with the Republican's death - Tranion, an English holidaymaker, insists on dangling his rod at the shunned spot ...
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Post by humgoo on Dec 12, 2019 12:14:31 GMT
I notice that the author was only 35 when he died, and as it was 1942 I wonder if he was killed in the war? Hi Ripper. The author's real name and dates of birth and death were added according to Mark Valentine's Wormwoodiana article: wormwoodiana.blogspot.com/2014/04/patrick-carleton-thirties-novelist.htmlin which Mr. Valentine quotes Richard Dalby (who with Rosemary revived the story), "he was invalided out of the army in 1941 and (spending his last months in a sanatorium in Ruthin, North Wales) died of tuberculosis in the summer of 1942." Yet another so-talented-died-so-young author of that era. The horror elements are vivid, and Carleton includes some funny lines. It seems to have all the Jamesian elements: the leisurely opening, the restrained but effective manifestation, and the good-natured humour. How offen he rose from the grave? The good doctor seems to wake up and do his thing whenever he smells the flesh of young men! |
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Post by Middoth on Dec 12, 2019 12:33:07 GMT
I think he wouldn't choose the student ligger. |
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Post by Michael Connolly on Dec 12, 2019 13:34:21 GMT
I think he wouldn't choose the student ligger. I never heard the word "ligger" before. I have been called something that rhymes with it, however. As it really stuck in my mind also, I think I'll revisit Doctor Horder's Room shortly. |
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Post by Middoth on Dec 12, 2019 14:01:41 GMT
I mean he payed attention only to students who got a great future.
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Post by Michael Connolly on Dec 12, 2019 14:04:44 GMT
I mean he payed attention only to students who got a great future. I know. I checked the meaning of "ligger". There's a ligger in all of us. |
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Post by Jojo Lapin X on Dec 12, 2019 15:41:23 GMT
I never heard the word "ligger" before. I have been called something that rhymes with it, however. Digger? |
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Post by Michael Connolly on Dec 13, 2019 14:07:10 GMT
I never heard the word "ligger" before. I have been called something that rhymes with it, however. Digger? Try again. |
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Post by Middoth on Dec 13, 2019 14:23:33 GMT
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Post by Jojo Lapin X on Dec 13, 2019 15:32:59 GMT
Hardly! I know a trap when I see one. |
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Post by Michael Connolly on Dec 13, 2019 15:39:42 GMT
Hardly! I know a trap when I see one. It starts with "F". I have to say that as I've just thought of a really nasty other choice, which was not my intention. |
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Post by Knygathin on Dec 13, 2019 17:15:55 GMT
It starts with "F". I have to say that as I've just thought of a really nasty other choice, which was not my intention. Since I am very interested in grammar, and always trying to fine-tune it in my own writing, I would suggest, if I may, a comma after "that". I think this makes the sentence infinitely clearer as to what you are trying to say. I would welcome similar grammar suggestions, and critical comments on word-selections, in anything I write. |
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Post by Jojo Lapin X on Dec 13, 2019 19:41:34 GMT
I would welcome similar grammar suggestions, and critical comments on word-selections, in anything I write. As you wish! Punctuation is not grammar. |
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Post by Knygathin on Dec 13, 2019 21:38:46 GMT
As you wish! Punctuation is not grammar. It isn't? But nevertheless, its placement is an important part of sentence construction. |
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Post by Michael Connolly on Dec 17, 2019 12:00:59 GMT
It starts with "F". I have to say that as I've just thought of a really nasty other choice, which was not my intention. Since I am very interested in grammar, and always trying to fine-tune it in my own writing, I would suggest, if I may, a comma after "that". I think this makes the sentence infinitely clearer as to what you are trying to say. I would welcome similar grammar suggestions, and critical comments on word-selections, in anything I write. F. |
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