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572 THE PHOTOGRAPHIC NEWS. [August 14, 1891. the two wherries, a liberal allowance of beer and whisky being put on board the temperance boat in case of sudden ill ness. We set sail, but our progress was not rapid, the wind being dead ahead, and quanting —or punting, as we Southrons call it—had to be resorted to. In this line the professor greatly distinguished himself, but had several narrow escapes, the quant having a playful way of remaining firmly imbedded in the mud, and it was only by seizing the professor round the waist that he was saved from a watery grave, or from being left, like a monkey up a pole, as a warning to the rash. We presently sighted a strange craft with lovely houris on board (remember this is an Oriental tale). The Fitzboozer, enrap tured, was seen to be kissing his hand to the lovely creatures. This fired the breasts of the Major and Signor Grogerino with a determination to supplant the teetotal Fitzboozer in the affec tions of the damsels ; so, leaping on board, they seized the jolly-boat of the Fitzbooser and gave chase, alternately running into either bank in their mad endeavours to come up with the strange craft, and take them captive. After exhausting but fruitless efforts, they found that the crew of the boat had landed at Horning Ferry, where they were regaling themselves with tea and strawberries, and other Eastern sweetmeats. After tea the wherries came up, the rest of the party having gone off in the sailing dingey to Rangworth Broad. The Major politely offered to show the ladies and their friends over the wherry ; so all went below, the Major cleverly capturing the most beautiful of the peerless damsels, and keeping her near the door. After a short time, suggesting that one of the other maidens should play the piano, and while all were listening to the sweet strains of music, he, unobserved, bore the maiden of his choice off to the other wherry, leaving the Signor Grogerino to entertain their guests. The Signor looking round, and seeing that, in the language of the East, he had been spoofed, persuaded the whole party to follow the errant pair, and found the enraptured Major basking in the smiles of his angel, seated cross-legged on a cushion at her feet, and feeding her with “ Turkish Delight,” which he apparently thought was the orthodox Eastern way of love-making. The rest of the party returned shortly after, only to find that the angels had taken flight, and the place knew them no more. The next day we sailed from Horning to South Walsham, and thence to Ludham Bridge. In the evening we left our craft and walked over to Horning Ferry, where we were greeted warmly by the fair Emily, who made tender inquiries after Doctor Pat, who seems to be much loved by all the maidens of the East. On Monday, from Ludham Bridge to Stalham, via Barton, the Major, Buffalo Bill, and the Mad Doctor, sailing in the Dingey, stopped on the way, and got some interesting pictures of reed-cutters at work. As we approached Stalham, a stal wart figure was seen leaning against a rail, with a retriever by his side and a gun in his hand. One of the party suggested that it was Dr. Emerson, waiting for our only artist, and masses were promptly said for his soul; but it turned out to be only an inoffensive gamekeeper, and our only artist breathed freely once more. On the banks where we moored our craft were two of the most amiable donkeys, which made great friends with the major, and welcomed him as if he had been one of the family. This suggested to several plate-spoilers the title of an Academy picture to be called “When Shall We Three Meet Again.” An irate old woman, who might have been the witch of Endor, then attacked us with a most venomous wrath for hav ing climbed over a gate, but the honied accents of Buffalo Bill soon appeased the dear creature and calmed her wrath. From Stalham we sailed to Potter Heigham, where the professor climbed the mast, and, from that coign of vantage, announced that he could see three pictures at once. This was not caused by over-indulgence in whisky, but was called forth by the beauty of the scene on every side. The next day we left our wherries at Potter Heigham, and took a sailing-boat to Horsey Mere, where we had a good stiff breeze, and thence up the dyke to Waxham, where we had a most excellent lunch at a pretty little house at the head of the dyke. After lunch we walked up to the sea coast, where the soul of our only artist was enraptured at the sight of his beloved sand dunes, and, having rigged up his camera with a fine sand heap in front, he departed to pace the sands in search of another equally poetic conception. The guileless Major, who had been dabbling in the sea, quite unconscious that the camera was making pictures by itself, an operation which he imagined required a man to bury his head under a black cloth, and then stand with watch in hand counting the seconds, sat himself down at the foot of the sand heap, and leisurely dried his feet, and put on his shoes and socks, taking things very easily, and being, perhaps, nearly ten minutes facing the very centre of the lens. Doubtless, a very charming picture, quite unexpectedly by the artist, will be the result. On Wednesday we sailed with a fair wind from Potter Heigham to Acle, where our only artist and several more of the party left us and returned to town. On looking over the stores, we discovered that a considerably larger quantity of beer and other gentle stimulants had been consumed on the teetotal wherry than on the other boat—a fact which might have caused some astonishment had we not already seen how kindly the Fitzbooser took to whisky straight when he paid a visit to our wherry. Dr. Woolsey Jackboy, who had joined us on the previous day, remained with us, thus making a small but select party of five. The doctor kept us in roars of laughter by recounting some of his experiences, which, on the ground that fact is stranger than fiction, must certainly have been true. Amongst others, one is certainly worthy of a place in history, as showing the ingenuity of the doctor, and the intelligence of the feathered tribe. We were discussing the effects of anesthetics, and the doctor informed us that, owing to the impossibility of administering chloroform to birds, he had been put to some considerable trouble in getting over the difficulty. It appears that he was suddenly called by telegram to Northampton, where a friend of his had a raven suffering from cataract in the right eye. This raven was a great pet of the family, having lived with them for fifteen years, but was rather ferocious to strangers. The problem that presented itself was how to operate on the bird without the loss of an eye and a finger or two. But the doctor, nothing daunted, devised a most cunning clamp for the bird's beak, and fetters for its legs ; but a further difficulty presented itself. A bird has an extra eyelid of a horny substance, but, by a most ingenious effort of imagination, he constructed a hook of special design with which to hold the horny eyelid during the operation. The whole of these designs were worked out and the instruments made while the telegraph-boy waited for the prepaid reply, which was sent off as follows : “ Will come next train. Fee, fifteen guineas.” All these beautiful instru ments were, however, unnecessary, for the bird, being of a very intelligent nature, stood quite quietly during the operation, and, putting its head on one side, turned its eye at exactly the required angle, which made the operator’s task comparatively easy. A perfect cure was the result. “ But,” said a sceptic, “ how about spectacles ? ” “ Quite so,” said the doctor, “ the owner insisted that these should be gold-rimmed, and pebbles had to be used in lieu of glass, as, from their greater hardness, they were less liable to be damaged when, in a moment of abstraction, the bird scratched its head with its claw.” Fifteen guineas certainly seemed cheap for so much ingenuity and skill, and we thought that the story alone was worth the money. Another very interesting story concerned two girls, cousins of the doctor, who had trained a pet monkey to such a marvellous degree that it was able to perform all the offices of a handmaiden, and several which do not usually fall to her lot. The doctor was a great bather, but had a quite original way of entering the water. Instead of taking a header like ordinary mortals, he leapt into the air with arms and legs outstretched in front of him, and the first part of his anatomy to strike the water was that part which nature has generously provided for the chastisement of small boys. At his particular request, he was photographed by several members of the party with hand cameras, and the resulting pictures will probably be exceedingly interesting to students of graceful motion.
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