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Post by dem bones on Jan 22, 2021 8:57:36 GMT
Frederick Blakeslee, Adventures into the Unknown: The Secret of Glamis Castle, Shock #1, March 1948. Rivals of the Monster of Glamis Clyde Burt Clason - Lochinvar Lodge: ( Weird Tales, March 1926). H. P. Lovecraft - The Outsider: ( Weird Tales, April 1926). A. A. Rawlinson - The Creeping Horror: (Christine Campbell Thomson [ed.], Gruesome Cargoes, 1928) Seabury Quinn - The Bride of Dewer: ( Weird Tales, July 1930 The Skeleton Closet of Jules de Grandin, 1976). William Croft Dickinson - The House Of Balfother: ( Dark Encounters, 1963. Joseph Payne Brennan - : The Horror at Chiltern Castle: ( Scream at Midnight, 1963). J. Wentworth Day - The Tongueless Woman of Glamis Castle: (John Canning [ed.] 50 Great Horror Stories , 1969) William Meikle - The Beast of Glamis: ( Carnacki: Heaven and Hell, 2011) {Not read this one: have included it on title alone). The Monster of Glamis in Fact/ 'Fact'/ Non-fiction/ 'Non-fiction'Anon - The Mystery Of Glamis: ( All the Year Round, Christmas 1880). Jessie Adelaide Middleton - The Haunting of Glamis Castle: ( The Grey Ghost Book, 1911) Elliott O'Donnell - Glamis Castle: ( Scottish Ghost Stories, 1911) Charles Lindley, Viscount Halifax - The Secret of Glamis: ( Lord Halifax's Ghost Book, 1936) Tony Parker - Glamis, the Haunted Castle: (John Canning [ed.] 50 Great Ghost Stories, 1966) Daniel Cohen - Grim Glamis Castle: ( Screaming Skulls: 101 of the World's Greatest Ghost Stories, 1967) Paul Finch - Glamis Castle: ( Terror Tales of the Scottish Highlands, 2015. I think this has the makings of a decent book if modelled on something like Haining's The Dracula Scrapbook. Plenty of illustrations, press clippings, articles & Co.
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Post by dem bones on Jan 22, 2021 9:12:46 GMT
Clyde Burt Clason - Lochinvar Lodge: ( Weird Tales, March 1926). Two Men and a Girl Come to Grips with the Thing in the Castle. The picturesque 'medieval' castle built high above Bear Creek Canyon is avoided by locals on account of a dreadful reputation. Built by a fabulously wealthy self-styled 'Baron' who disappeared in uncanny circumstances, it is allegedly haunted by a bearded dwarf who may or may not be an ogre. After a night's dancing, Doris decides it would be a hoot to investigate. Narrator Perry and Harvey Neilson - both vieing for her affections - have little choice but to accompany her. No sooner have the trio entered than the drawbridge pulls up behind them. Trapped! It sure is creepy in here with just the one tiny flashlamp to light their passage. "Yahooooo! Yahooooo! Yahooooo!" wails the wind - at least , we hope it's the wind, and not some bearded troll with elongated arms and hatred in its heart toward all mankind. So far, so routine and very draggy about it but the ending - which drew criticism in The Eyrie - comes as a surprise. Seabury Quinn never got around to that sequel, but it could be Clason's story at least partially inspired The Bride of Dewer?
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Post by andydecker on Jan 22, 2021 10:01:43 GMT
Are there really such castles in the US or is this an invention of pulp writers? I remember that even in the early Batman comics there were castles, so it must have been at least a popular myth. Or it wouldn't have been used in something as derivative and broken down as comics.
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Post by Middoth on Jan 22, 2021 10:43:01 GMT
Maurice Sandoz – The Maze. Doubleday Doran, hardcover, 1945.
A Scotsman abruptly breaks off his engagement to pretty Kitty and moves to his uncle's castle in the Scottish highlands. Kitty and her aunt follow Gerald a few weeks later, and discover he has suddenly aged. Some mysterious things happen in a maze made from the hedges adjoining the castle.
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Post by Dr Strange on Jan 22, 2021 11:54:43 GMT
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Post by Dr Strange on Jan 22, 2021 12:14:44 GMT
One of Salvador Dali's illustrations for Maurice Sandoz's The Maze - I saw the film once on TV as a kid, sometime in the 1970s or early 80s.
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Post by Dr Strange on Jan 22, 2021 12:33:20 GMT
I remember reading about this part of the story somewhere as a young child, probably in some DC Thompson publication. The outcome varies in different versions though - sometimes one (or more) windows are seen to be without a towel, at which point the Earl returns unexpectedly, becomes very angry with everyone involved, and makes them all leave immediately.
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Post by cauldronbrewer on Jan 22, 2021 12:53:51 GMT
Are there really such castles in the US or is this an invention of pulp writers? I remember that even in the early Batman comics there were castles, so it must have been at least a popular myth. Or it wouldn't have been used in something as derivative and broken down as comics. Batman didn't lie to you; eccentric rich folk in the US have long been fond of building their own castles. Case in point: Hearst Castle. When I lived in Lexington, Kentucky, I used to drive by one of these follies on the way to work. Given that it was in a town named Versailles (pronounced vur-SAILS), I suppose it should've been a palace instead. Some wealthy man built it for his wife, but they split up before it was completed. It's a hotel now.
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Post by Dr Strange on Jan 22, 2021 20:45:32 GMT
And here's Dali's frontispiece for The Maze. I've only just clocked that it is the same image as above, turned upside down -
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Post by dem bones on Jan 22, 2021 21:07:59 GMT
Thanks for all the ace suggestions. Please keep them coming. William Croft Dickinson - The House Of Balfother: ( Dark Encounters, 1963). "Robbie Norrie canna die. Robbie Norrie wilna die." Lost in the mist, Petrie seeks shelter at a lonesome tower near Dalwhinnie. The joyless old man who comes to the door is reluctant to allow him inside as to do so is contrary to the King's command. Petrie good as forces entry but soon regrets the imposition when a reeking, "degenerate lump of human flesh" joins him beside the fire. Joseph Payne Brennan - The Horror at Chiltern Castle: ( Scream at Midnight, 1963). Wexford village, North of England. Brennan, on a working holiday in England, has a chance meeting with William Cowarth, factor of the castle, who informs him that tonight Frederick, the 13th Earl, must learn the sinister secret of the locked room. Brennan's arrival is providential as a third of the blood is required to accompany the initiate, and Frederick's father has recently died. Within, fettered to the wall, awaits Lady Glanville who made a pact with the Devil in the 15th Century. How can she have survived ....? B. Goldschlager, The Outsider, ( Weird Tales, April 1926). Non - fiction ....Marc Alexander - Glamis Castle (Map reference: 37): ( Haunted Houses You May Visit, 1982). Brian Innes - The Beast of Glamis: ( The Catalogue of Ghost Sightings, Blandford, 1996). .
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Post by Dr Strange on Jan 22, 2021 21:34:59 GMT
This one may or may not actually be relevant (sorry Dem), but reading the description for Brennan's Chilton Castle seemed to remind me of another story that I read at some point that had that whole thing about the heir to some title being let into some family secret when he reaches a certain age. I'm pretty sure it was Victorian/Edwardian, and seem to remember that the heir had to spend the night locked in the vaults of the castle or something. Apart from that, I've got nothing...
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Post by Middoth on Jan 22, 2021 22:09:59 GMT
Turned upside down it really resembles giant frog. And here's Dali's frontispiece for The Maze. I've only just clocked that it is the same image as above, turned upside down -
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Post by Dr Strange on Jan 23, 2021 2:20:20 GMT
This one may or may not actually be relevant (sorry Dem), but reading the description for Brennan's Chilton Castle seemed to remind me of another story that I read at some point that had that whole thing about the heir to some title being let into some family secret when he reaches a certain age. I'm pretty sure it was Victorian/Edwardian, and seem to remember that the heir had to spend the night locked in the vaults of the castle or something. Apart from that, I've got nothing... I am now fairly certain this was a garbled memory of Margaret Oliphant's The Secret Chamber (1876). It's definitely based on Glamis (renamed Gowrie Castle), and the inhabitant of the Secret Chamber is the immortal Earl Robert, a centuries-old black magician. Unfortunately it's a terribly overwrought Victorian gothic that never really seems to go anywhere, and just kind of fizzles out at the end without anything really being resolved. www.oliphantfiction.com/x0200_single_title.php?titlecode=secrch
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Post by andydecker on Jan 23, 2021 18:16:41 GMT
This one may or may not actually be relevant (sorry Dem), but reading the description for Brennan's Chilton Castle seemed to remind me of another story that I read at some point that had that whole thing about the heir to some title being let into some family secret when he reaches a certain age. I'm pretty sure it was Victorian/Edwardian, and seem to remember that the heir had to spend the night locked in the vaults of the castle or something. Apart from that, I've got nothing... I am now fairly certain this was a garbled memory of Margaret Oliphant's The Secret Chamber (1876). It's definitely based on Glamis (renamed Gowrie Castle), and the inhabitant of the Secret Chamber is the immortal Earl Robert, a centuries-old black magician. Unfortunately it's a terribly overwrought Victorian gothic that never really seems to go anywhere, and just kind of fizzles out at the end without anything really being resolved. I also remember such a story. I am sure I have read it not so long ago. Some heir gets told the family secret, but it is so gruesome that he kills himself or something. I just can't remember who it was. Some early Bloch maybe?
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Post by dem bones on Jan 23, 2021 18:58:18 GMT
A. S. Hartrick: One of Glamis Castle's ghostly Inhabitants — a tall, bearded visitant in armour Beatrice Knollys - Modern Family Skeletons: ( Harmsworth July 1898). There is a perfect spirit vault of ghosts at Glamis Castle, the ancestral residence of another old and celebrated Scotch family, the Lyons, the head being the Earl of Strathmore. They also possess a secret chamber, which is supposed to be connected with some terrible mystery known only to each owner, the next heir, and the house-bailiff, of the time being. Even the exact locality of the room is never revealed to others than those three, and though more than one heir-apparent has promised to tell the secret to his bosom friends as soon as the attainment of his twenty-first year entitled him to learn it; yet after he has known it, a solemn silence on the subject has been maintained, and beyond the fact that a stonemason is supposed to be secretly employed to close the approach to this chamber after each visit, nothing more definite is known. The strangest part of it all is the evident necessity that each successive house steward should be made acquainted with this mystery, which looks as if to him was intrusted the duty of providing food for some person or thing imprisoned in those walls of fifteen feet thickness. Whether the mystery is in any way connected with the apparition of a bearded man, who flits about the castle at night, and hovers over the couches of children, is not known; perhaps it has something to do with a figure which appeared at a window to a guest staying at Glamis Castle, and sitting up late one moonlight night. The owner of the pale face, lit up with great sorrowful eyes, seemed to wish to attract attention, but it was suddenly pulled away as if by some superior power. Presently, horrible shrieks rent the night air, and an hour or so later, the guest, gazing horror-stricken from the window of the room, saw a dark huddled figure, like that of an old decrepit woman, carrying a bundle, pass across the waning moonlight outside, and vanish.
Perhaps the most interesting legend attached to this magnificent old castle is the historical tradition that in one of its rooms Duncan was murdered by Macbeth, "Thane of Glamis," and this Duncan is perchance the tall bearded ghost in armour who haunts the old square tower, and on one occasion nearly frightened to death a child who, with its mother, was on a visit to the castle. The child was asleep in a dressing-room off its mother's bedroom. She herself was lying awake, when a cold blast extinguished her light suddenly, but not the night-light in the dressing-room, from whence, immediately after, proceeded a shriek. The mother rushed in and found her child awake, and in an agony of fear, because the tall mailed figure she herself had seen pass into the dressing-room had come to the side of the cot and leant over the face of the child. As a matter of fact, tradition and truth are so mixed up with all the stories connected with this very ancient fortress-palace, that it is difficult, in fact impossible, to know what to believe and what to disbelieve.
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