The Story of a Werewolf, 1888

A noble gentleman of Brittany, In high favor with the king, married a lovely lady. There would have been no limit to their happiness but that three days out of every week the gentleman mysteriously disappeared. When pressed by his wife for an explanation he confessed that he was a Bisclaveret or werewolf, and for three days in the week was condemned to assume a wolf’s shape. The lady was sore troubled and determined to rid herself of so objectionable a husband. Learning that if the lord’s clothes were stolen after Hie metamorphosis was effected he could not resume his human shape, she and a false cavalier who loved her watched him and got possession of the castoff garments. As from that day the husband was no more seen she married the cavalier.

One day the king was out hunting when a wolf that had been sore pressed by the hounds made its way to him and looked at him with so pitiful and human an expression that the king’s heart was touched. He spared it and brought it home to his court. The animal proved gentle and tractable and became a great favorite. But one day when the false cavalier came to court it jumped upon him with a wild cry and bit him severely. And when some days later tho wife claimed an audience with the king the wolf flew at her, too, and bit off her nose. Swords were drawn and tho wolf would have been killed, but that a wise man counseled the prince to find out first what could be the reason of the wolfs grudge to the lady and Her husband. And, being threatened with imprisonment, the lady, terrified, confessed all she knew, and when the clothes of her former husband were given to the wolf he was transformed into human shape and the king rejoiced to recognize his old favorite. The guilty pair were ignominiously banished. They lived several years and had many children, all the girls being born without noses. – American Notes and Queries.

 

From the Arizona Weekly Enterprise, July 14, 1888

From Hell

Letter from Jack the Ripper, delivered in a box with half of a kidney. It was sent to George Lusk the Chairman of the Whitechapel Vigilance Committee

From Hell

Mr Lusk

Sor

I send you half the kidne I took from one women preserved it for you the other piece I fried and ate it was very nice. I may send you the bloody knif that took it out if only you wate a little longer.

Signed

Catch me when you can Mishter Lusk

International Superstitions, 1888


Dr. Oswald in Drake’s Magazine.
Metempsychosis the wide-spread doctrine of soul migration from animal to human bodies, maybe founded on a veiled paraphrase of the Darwinian hypothrsis; but how are we to account for the most equally international prevalence of the were-wolf superstition? The belief in the wolfish metamorphosis of human beings has been found among tribes of North America aborigines who could not possibly have introduced their folklore from the country of Jacob Grimm, or from the Carpathian high lands, where lycanthropy still furnishes the staple of fireside sagas. Continue reading “International Superstitions, 1888”

Maps of Mars

All the vast extent of the continents is furrowed upon every side by a network of numerous lines or fine stripes of a more or less pronounced dark colour, whose aspect is very variable. They traverse the planet for long distances in regular lines, that do not at all resemble the winding courses of our streams. Some of the shorter ones do not reach three hundred miles; others extend for many thousands, occupying a quarter or even a third of the circumference of the planet … The canals may intersect among themselves at all possible angles, but by preference they converge towards the small spots to which we have given the name of lakes. – Schiaparelli

Schiaparelli, 1888

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