The Wizard of Oz and Immigrants to America

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Today, I am happy to welcome author Cindy Thomson to Outtakes as she introduces her latest release, Annie’s Stories. Here, she draws parallels between L. Frank Baum’s beloved story and immigrants’ experience in America.

By Cindy Thomson

Cindy Thomson author photoDid you know it’s the 75th anniversary year of the movie The Wizard of Oz? Truthfully, I did not know Annie’s Stories would be published in 2014 when I came up with the idea of having a character read the book (which was first published in 1900) and compare her life with Dorothy Gale’s. I was just looking for what was invented or introduced during the time period I wanted to write about, which was the time of mass immigration through Ellis Island.

L. Frank Baum’s The Wonderful Wizard of Oz is often referred to as the first American fairytale. It truly revolutionized children’s literature. From its creative, and less scary, storyline to the colorful illustrations, nothing like it had been seen before. It appealed to both children and adults. (But note that today’s readers might not see the original story as “less scary.”)

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An illustration by W.W. Denslow from The Wonderful Wizard of Oz, published in 1900 (public domain image via Wikimedia Commons)

Baum went on to write a series of Oz books, and the Wonderful Wizard appeared on stage just a few years after the book came out. The story was overwhelmingly popular and has resonated with the public for over a hundred years. We never tire of it, and that made me wonder why.

As I considered this, I realized that the story about Dorothy leaving the gray world of Kansas for the colorful, adventurous world of Oz speaks to the wandering nature of many immigrants. These people wanted more than what they had. Whether they left their homelands by choice or were forced out, for them America held the dream of improving their circumstances. Finally, after all the misery and disappointments in their lives, the brass ring was in sight.

Dorothy Gale wanted to go back home but only because she wanted things to be different than they were before the cyclone hit. And like the characters in Baum’s tale, the immigrants to America discovered things about themselves along their journey: they were survivors, they were inventive, they had more hope for the future than their circumstances seemed to warrant.

It was this underlying desire and drive that fascinated me and compelled me to write about these immigrants, the ancestors of many of us. In my Ellis Island series, the characters are escaping terrible circumstances only to discover that America presents its own challenges. It’s a message I believe all of us can embrace.

“You have plenty of courage, I am sure,” answered Oz. “All you need is confidence in yourself. There is no living thing that is not afraid when it faces danger. The true courage is in facing danger when you are afraid, and that kind of courage you have in plenty.” – L. Frank Baum, The Wonderful Wizard of Oz

AnniesStoriesCoverCindy Thomson’s newest historical novel, Annie’s Stories, releases in July 2014. The series began with Grace’s Pictures, June 2013, published by Tyndale House. She is also the author Celtic Wisdom (Lion Hudson), Brigid of Ireland, A Historical Novel, (Monarch Books) and co-author of Three Finger: The Mordecai Brown Story, (University of Nebraska Press). She is also a mentor in the Jerry B. Jenkins Christian Writers Guild. Her interests include genealogy, history, and baseball. Sharing the legacies of faith left by those who went before us is her passion. She has spoken to book clubs and other small groups and enjoys appearing at several large Irish festivals across the country. Visit her at cindyswriting.com.

Extinction of a People

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Today, I am happy to welcome Anna Belfrage, author of The Graham Saga as she promotes her latest release and sixth book of the series, Revenge and Retribution. Anna’s post about the Susquehannock piqued my interest because I’ve also written about a culture that no longer exists. However, I had a few resources, and Anna’s challenge is even greater than mine. – Kim

By Anna Belfrage

A Belfrage alt 3The single biggest tragedy to befall the native people of the Americas was the arrival of Columbus upon their shores. Over the course of a couple of centuries, a deadly cocktail of slavery, disease, and warfare would shrink the native population by 40-80 percent (it varies substantially from area to area), and what had been thriving civilizations were reduced to memories and ruins.

In 1607, The Virginia Company of London established its first bridgehead into its charter territories. Jamestown was founded on a marshy island in present day Virginia, and a couple of boatloads of settlers were deposited in the wilds to make a new life for themselves. Things did not go as planned, and the first few years of its existence, the colony teetered on the brink of extinction more than once. Fortunately, the colony had a capable leader in John Smith, adventurer extraordinaire, and this gentleman spent quite some time exploring the Chesapeake area and making contacts with the local people.

Many of the tribes John Smith visited no longer exist. One such lost people is the Susquehannock. Disease and warfare – both with their fierce cousins the Iroquois and the white settlers – caused the extinction of a once flourishing nation. In fact, today we have no idea what these Indians may have called themselves, because there is no one around who speaks their language anymore. Once a language dies, the culture that flourished with it dies as well, and so we have no idea as to what beliefs, what myths the Susquehannock held dear. It’s almost as they never existed – well, apart from the odd artefacts that are presently displayed in one or other museum.

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Susquehannock by Louis Nicolas, a Jesuit in New France from 1664 to 1675. From the Codex canadiensis. Thomas Gilcrease Institute of American History and Art, Tulsa. (Public domain image via Wikimedia Commons.)

But the Susquehannock did exist, a power to be reckoned with, masters over a large swathe of land that stretched from Delaware, through parts of Pennsylvania and into Maryland. John Smith was very impressed by the Susquehannock, claiming they went around dressed in wolf and bear pelts and were all of them big and strong, fully capable of beating the brains out of a man. Despite these ferocious qualities, for the first few decades of their coexistence both the Susquehannock and the Maryland colonists prospered – a win-win situation for both.

Things were not quite as peachy-pie in Virginia. The colonists repeatedly broke the treaties they had signed with the Powhatan Confederacy, and when the angered natives retaliated, the colonists screamed murder and demanded that the natives be subdued once and for all.

In the 1670s, the constant skirmishes between the Powhatan and the Virginia colonists escalated into open warfare, and through a series of unfortunate events, the Susquehannock were dragged into the conflict. A decade later, the once so mighty Susquehannock had more or less disappeared. Their wooden forts had been razed, their men had been slain, their women enslaved, and what few remnants remained had fled due northwest, seeking the protection of the Iroquois, their former enemies.

Some Susquehannock made it over to Pennsylvania and founded a community there, Conestoga Town. There they eked out a living far removed from their former life, hiring themselves as labourers to adjoining farms. But in 1763, the last three dozen or so of true-blooded Susquehannock were massacred by the Paxton Boys, a militant group of white bad boys who killed whatever Native Americans they could get their hands on in retaliation for the recent French-Indian War. Less than two centuries after their first contact with the European settlers, the Susquehannock had ceased to exist.

The Susquehannock play an important part in my series, The Graham Saga. My male protagonist, Matthew Graham, is a devout Presbyterian, a veteran of the Commonwealth armies, and a man who initially at least tends to see the world as black or white. Which is why I gifted him with Alex Lind, an opinionated modern woman who had the misfortune (or not) of being in the wrong place at the wrong time, thereby being dragged three centuries back in time to land concussed and badly singed at an astounded Matthew’s feet.

R&R webstampDue to Matthew’s religious persuasions, the Graham family is forced to leave their homeland behind and immigrate to the Colony of Maryland, where they establish cordial relationships with the nearby Susquehannock tribe. But as the tension between colonists and Indians increase, the fragile friendship between Matthew and Qaachow, a Susquehannock chief, is put under severe pressure. In the recently released sixth book of the series, Revenge and Retribution, that friendship will shatter into razor-sharp shards.

The excerpt below is from A Newfound Land, the fourth book in The Graham Saga, which is when Qaachow first enters Matthew’s and Alex’s lives.

A Newfound Land FINAL webstampAlex didn’t see him until she had sat down on her normal perch, a fallen log just to the east of the clearing. Qaachow was sitting in absolute stillness a bit further on, his eyes locked on what Alex supposed had been the main house of the settlement but that now reminded her of an elongated tomb. She shivered at the thought; after all, to some extent it was.

“I’m sorry.” She stood up. “I didn’t mean to intrude…”

Qaachow tilted his head to show he’d heard her but otherwise remained where he was.

“You come to think of your daughter,” he said, gesturing at the ‘RACHEL’ she had carved on a nearby tree. “Those thoughts do not intrude on mine.”

Alex sat back down again. Not that there was any possibility of her thinking about Rachel now, with this slim, half-naked Indian some yards away, but it would be rude to walk away and disturb his meditation again. He was gaunter than last time she’d seen him, more careworn. He shifted on his perch and the breechcloth rustled, releasing a fragrance of crushed pine needles.

“I sit here at times and remember the life that was. Before…” His low voice cut through the silence.

“Before we came,” she filled in, following the dancing beams of afternoon sunlight that fell in from the west to pattern the ground with eerily lifelike shades of that long gone existence.

“Yes, before John Smith brought the white man over.” He looked away through the screen of trees towards the river, barely visible from here. “He came to our village once.”

“He did? What was he like?”

“I’m not that old.” He smiled. “I never met him in person, but my grandfather did. We should never have let you land,” he added in a darker voice. “We should have listened to our wary brethren of the north and pushed you back into the sea.”

Alex quietly agreed. Soon nothing would be left of the Indian way of life.

“We still could, we still might.”

“Too late,” Alex said. “We’ll never let this go. Not now.”

Qaachow gave her a look of grim amusement. “We could steal in like shadows in the night, and none of you would notice until you lay dying in your blood.”

Alex huddled together with physical pain at the thought. “But you won’t, will you? You won’t kill my babies.”

“No, my people will not. We owe you lives.”

“Your people? Are there any other Indians we need to worry about?”

Qaachow hitched his shoulders. “This is our land. They will not touch you. But, elsewhere, white women and children will be slain, and their men will be killed slowly and in agony. The coming years will be bad, Mrs Graham, very bad.”

Alex nodded and bent to pick up a pine cone from where it lay on the shimmering green of the moss.

“I know. That’s why Matthew’s been called down to Providence.”

Qaachow looked away, saying something in his own language that sounded very sad. For some time he sat sunk in thoughts, eyes lost in the dappled shadow of the surrounding woods.

“I’ve never thanked you or your husband for what you did for my people, in particular for my wife.” Qaachow stood up in one fluid movement. He was an attractive man, Alex reflected, his hairless torso outlined with muscles without becoming too excessive. Long, beautiful hands, and a mouth that, when relaxed, was soft and tender – kissable. Their eyes met. For a couple of heartbeats he held her eyes, the shadow of a smile playing round his mouth.

Alex cleared her throat. “Your wife?”

“Thistledown-in-the-wind; it was her sister that died.”

“She’s very pretty,” Alex said, thinking of the young Indian woman with the thick braids – young enough to be his daughter, but apparently his wife. He seemed to see what she was thinking and smiled crookedly.

“I loved my first wife very much, and it took many moons before I wanted to look at another woman.” He stared off into the distance. “Morning Dream – always first in my heart.”

“Morning Dream, what a beautiful name.”

“As was she.” With a courteous nod in her direction, Qaachow blended into the surrounding trees.

In addition to being a prolific writer, Anna juggles a challenging career, four kids, a husband, a dog, and a house. On her website (annabelfrage.com), she says “It is an obsession, this writing thing. It is a joy and a miracle, a constant itch and an inroad to new people, new places, new times.” You can connect with Anna via her author pages on Amazon U.S.  and Amazon U.K. For a somewhat more visual presentation of The Graham Saga, watch the book trailer.

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Mission of the First International Scientific Conference: Clear up Confusion

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Karlsruhe, general view, Baden, Germany, between 1890 and 1900, Detroit Photographic Company, 1905. (Library of Congress image via Wikimedia Commons, public domain)

In this installment on the history of atom theory, physics professor (and my dad) Dean Zollman discusses how the first international scientific conference was organized to discuss the various ideas about chemistry and resolve conflicting definitions. — Kim

By Dean Zollman

Dean ZollmanBy the middle of the 19th century, chemistry was in a state of disarray. Dalton, building on ideas developed by Lavoisier, seemed to have established that a model using atoms and molecules was the best way to understand chemical reactions. Avogadro and Ampere had added strength to these concepts with the conclusion that equal volumes of different gasses contained equal numbers of particles. Yet, well-respected researchers such as Dumas raised serious questions about the atomic hypothesis.

In addition, within the chemistry research and teaching community different definitions of fundamental terms such as “atom” and “molecule” created confusion. Likewise, no consensus had been reached on the makeup of many common substances.

Acetic acid formulas, 1861

Acetic acid formulas, 1861 (public domain image via Wikimedia Commons)

For example, J. Lothar Meyer (1830-1895) described the situation then as ” there was much confusion, every substance, even the simplest, had a series of formulas, e.g. water : H2O or HO or H2O2 … Even a simple compound such as vinegar could have enough proposed formulas to fill an entire page.” Meyer did not randomly select vinegar as one of his examples. In a textbook, Friedrich Kekulé (1829-1896) had included a table with 19 variations on the formula for acetic acid, the primary ingredient in vinegar.

This situation led Kekulé to propose that chemists needed to get together and work out some of these differences. He enlisted the aid of Carl Weltzien (1813-1870) and Charles Wurtz (1817-1884) to arrange the meeting. In 1859, Kekulé suggested that they organize an international conference of chemists in Karlsruhe, Germany, where Weltzien was a professor of chemistry. Karlsruhe was selected because it was considered a location that would be attractive to a large number of chemists and because the grand duke of the region, Frederick I (1826-1907) was a patron of the sciences. Thus, the location for the first international conference of scientists was chosen for the same reasons that many such conference locations have been chosen since then – an attractive location and someone who will help pay the bills.

In the spring 1860, Kekulé, Weltzien, and Wurtz composed an invitation which expressed the purpose of the conference. The purpose of the conference was stated as

Such an assembly cannot deliberate on behalf of everyone, nor can it pass resolutions by which everyone must abide, but by means of free and thorough discussion, certain misunderstandings could be eliminated, and common agreement facilitated on some of the following points: the definition of important chemical notions such as those expressed by the words atom, molecule, equivalent, atomic, basic: …

 The three organizers asked a large number of eminent chemists to sign the letter in hopes that their endorsement would encourage broad participation. Both Dumas and Liebig, whom we discussed last time, lent their names as did Louis Pasteur (as in pasteurization) and Robert Bunsen (known for the Bunsen burner). In total, 45 well-known chemists’ signatures were on the letter of invitation. (Things work somewhat similarly today. Instead of signatures on a letter of invitation, many international science conferences establish advisory committees which include people known in the field. This committee is publicized as helping organize the conference.)

A summary of the conference says that 140 chemists from throughout Europe attended. However, the list of participants contains only 126 names. (Wikipedia has a list of those attending.)

The conference was organized to assure that the important issues were discussed rather than individuals giving talks about their own research. (This factor is different than most international scientific conferences today.) A summary of the conference, written by Wurtz, indicates that the discussions were sometimes heated. However, after three days very little was resolved. The only direct vote was to allow continued use of a rather old set of formulas.

While the goals of the conference were not reached, several useful items did come out of the effort. A frequent contributor to the discussions was Stanislao Cannizzaro (1826-1910). In 1858, Cannizzaro had written a long letter which was later published as “A Sketch of a Course of Chemical Philosophy.” In this work he described his view on the importance of the hypotheses of Avogadro and Ampere. One of his concerns was that many mid-19th century chemists were not recognizing this importance. He also argued forcefully for making distinctions between atoms and molecules.

At the end of the conference Cannizzaro’s paper was distributed to all of the participants. Mary Jo Nye, a historian of science, states “[This paper] became central to chemistry in the late nineteenth century and especially to the revival of interest in Avogadro’s hypothesis of the relationship between gas volumes and numbers of gas molecules.” Thus, by providing a means to deliver Cannizzaro’s thoughts to a large number of chemists, the Karlsruhe conference helped provide progress in chemistry and the value of atomic models.

Among the Karlsruhe participants were Julius Lothar Meyer and Dmitri Mendeleev. Within a few years after the conference these chemists would create period tables which would bring much order to our understanding to the chemical elements and the atoms. Again the Karlsruhe gathering helped these people move forward on an important aspect of understanding elements, atoms, and molecules. We will look at that those developments next time.

A coincidence connects these events to my current status. Stanislao Cannizzaro was born in Palermo, Sicily in present-day Italy. From 1861 to 1871, he served as a professor of chemistry at the University of Palermo. Next week, the week of July 6, an international conference on the teaching of physics will occur at that university. By the time that this article is posted, I will be traveling to that conference.

Previously

What Are Things Made of? Depends on When You Ask.

Ancient Greeks Were the First to Hypothesize Atoms

The Poetry of Atoms

Atom Theory in Ancient India

Religion, Science Clashed over Atoms

Medieval Arabic Scholarship Might Have Preserved Scientific Knowledge

Rediscovering a Roman Poet – and Atom Theory – Centuries Later

Reconciling Atom Theory with Religion

Did Atom Theory Play a Role in Galileo’s Trouble with the Inquisition?

Did Gifted Scientist’s Belief in Atoms Led to His Obscurity?

Does Atom Theory Apply to the Earthly and the Divine?

A Duchess Inspired by Atoms

Separating Atoms from Atheism

Isaac Newton: 300 Years Ahead of His Time

Issac Newton and the Philosopher’s Stone

When Chemistry and Physics Split

Redefining Elements

Mme Lavoisier: Partner in Science, Partner in Life

With Atoms, Proportionality and Simplicity Rule

Despite Evidence of Atoms, 19th Century Skeptics Didn’t Budge

Dean Zollman is university distinguished professor of physics at Kansas State University where he has been a faculty member for more than 40 years. During his career he has received four major awards — the American Association of Physics Teachers’ Oersted Medal (2014), the National Science Foundation Director’s Award for Distinguished Teacher Scholars (2004), the Carnegie Foundation for the Advancement of Teaching Doctoral University Professor of the Year (1996), and AAPT’s Robert A. Millikan Medal (1995). His present research concentrates on the teaching and learning of physics and on science teacher preparation.

How Did Saint George Get to Europe in the Dark Ages?

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When you write historical novels set in eighth century Europe, you know saints are important. Christians often prayed to them for their intervention, and for a church, having a relic, even a scrap of cloth or a finger bone, raised its prestige.

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Saint George, by Carlo Crivelli, c. 1472

So as I wrote The Cross and the Dragon and The Ashes of Heaven’s Pillar, I needed to know when certain saints lived. Or rather died. Or had their heavenly birthdays. Plus, I needed to know when their story reached the faithful and what version they would have likely heard. I say likely because most of the populace was illiterate and a legend could spread by word of mouth long before it was written down. Establishing when and how the story got to an area is a tricky, if not impossible, business.

Saint George came to mind after I read Helena P. Schrader’s informative post, “England and St. George” on English Historical Fiction Authors. Helena discussed how a soldier who lived and died in the Middle East around 303 became so closely associated with English identity.

But I knew Saint George – or rather his story – had a presence in Europe long before the Crusades, where Helena starts her post. During a visit to a museum in Schleswig, Germany, I saw a Dark Ages wooden statue of George slaying a dragon, and when I sat down to write my books, I knew he was safe to include.

Recently, I got to wondering just how the legend of Saint George reached Europe. When I turned to the 1909 Catholic Encyclopedia, this sentence got my attention: “Apart from the ancient origin of St. George in Velabro at Rome, Clovis (c. 512) built a monastery at Baralle in his honour (Kurth, Clovis, II, 177). Arculphus and Adamnan probably made him well known in Britain early in the eighth century.”

Suddenly, I had tons of questions: When did Clovis convert to Christianity? Who were Arculphus and Adamnan? Read my post at EHFA about Saint George in Dark Ages Britain for the answers. Or my best guess of how the legend of a martyred soldier from the Middle East arrived on the British Isle and why Christians in early medieval times embraced him.

Louis XVI: Capet or Bourbon?

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Today, I’m happy to welcome historical novelist Ginger Myrick to Outtakes. Ginger’s latest release is Insatiable: A Macabre History of France ~ L’Amour: Marie Antoinette, an alternate history of the title character and the times in which she lived, with a touch of horror. Here Ginger discusses families that ruled France.

By Ginger Myrick

Ginger MyrickIn the introduction to my latest release, I give a brief rundown of the dynastic houses of France. Anyone who reads historically based literature pertaining to Europe is probably familiar with several French royal houses. The branches of Angoulême, Anjou, Artois, Burgundy, Orléans, Valois, etc. are prevalent throughout the Middle Ages, and when Marie Antoinette arrived at Versailles in 1770, the crown had been firmly in the possession of Bourbons for nearly 200 years. Her husband, Louis XVI, was the fifth king descended from this line, but upon his deposition, he became an ordinary citizen dubbed Louis Capet. Who were these Capets, and what impact did they have on France?

In ancient times, most of the area to the north and west of the Roman Empire was known as Gaul. Many a brave Roman had attempted to conquer the wild occupants of these lands, but it was Julius Caesar who was credited with the formidable accomplishment of subduing the barbarians and bringing order to their uncivilized way of life. Unfortunately, they were resentful of this presumption and recaptured their territories some 500 years later. At this time the largest portion of the natives had come to be known as Franks, the Salian branch of which was led by Childeric I, son of Merovech, the namesake of the first dynastic house of France, the Merovingians. Sometime after retaking their homeland from the Romans and defending it against the Visigoths, Childeric sired Clovis I, who eventually united all of the Frankish tribes as one people.

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A 15th century depiction of Charlemagne

The next dynasty to rise to prominence was that of the Carolingians. The most recognizable name among them is Charlemagne, who turned the realm into a thriving center of culture and religion. He not only inherited the position of king but was later crowned Roman emperor by the pope in 800. He spent a good portion of his reign defending his birthright and expanding his empire, but upon his death, it was quarreled over, divided, and subdivided among his descendants, until it reached a similar state of separation as before the unification achieved by Clovis.

For over a century and a half this segregation persisted until Hugh Capet came along and made himself a force to be reckoned with. Born in Paris, he was from a powerful family descended from King Robert I with substantial landholdings in West Francia. Hugh spent the early years of his adulthood establishing a reputation for fairness and allying himself with the Holy Roman Empire. Well regarded by his peers for the “goodness of his soul,” he was eventually elected to the seat of king of the Franks, uniting the splintered factions and making the position a hereditary one, though only attainable by the senior male heirs as the Salic Law, as well as that of primogeniture, was implemented at the same time.

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An 1837 painting of Hugh Capet by Charles de Steuben

Hugh centered his power base on his birthplace and duchy, Paris, restoring it as the capital and running the kingdom from there. He is held by most historians as the father of modern France, the founder of the Capetian Dynasty, and the common ancestor for many royal houses throughout Europe. The direct Capetian heirs ruled France until 1328 when a crisis of succession ensued, and the House of Valois, a cadet branch, came into ascendancy. From this point on, all of the successors to the throne, no matter which branch of the family they came from, were descended from the House of Capet.

But being from the same bloodline did little to curb the rivals’ desire to wear the crown or diminish their treacherous impulses to attain it. The House of Valois was plagued by internecine strife and commingling of tainted bloodlines for the whole of its tenure, even surrendering the crown to England on a couple of occasions and sparking the Hundred Years’ War. Eventually, Charles VII took charge and won the crown back for France and the Valois, who ruled until 1589. The last Valois, Henri III, was assassinated by a fanatic and was succeeded by Henri IV, the first Bourbon King and the ancestor of Louis XVI, who would be known as Louis Capet after being deposed, which brings us full circle.

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A 1776 portrait of Louis XVI by Joseph-Siffred Duplessis.

Although it was said that Louis disliked the new surname, he lived up to its reputation of grandness and showed great strength during his final tribulations. Many of his actions, or inaction, while he wore the crown would indicate that he was an indecisive and weak ruler, but in his personal life he showed remarkable resolve, his honorable conduct winning him a fair measure of respect and admiration from his detractors. This was how I chose to portray him in Insatiable: A Macabre History of France ~ L’Amour: Marie Antoinette, and he has become one of my favorite characters to date.

Public domain images via Wikimedia Commons.

Winner of the Rosetta Literary Contest 2012 and author of five historical novels, Ginger Myrick was born and raised in Southern California. She is a wife, mother, animal lover, and avid reader.  Along with promoting her current books, she is currently crafting novel No. 6. She is a Christian who writes meticulously researched historical fiction with a “clean” love story at the core. Connect with Ginger at:

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Charlemagne’s Five Marriages Determined by Politics

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Charlemagne’s personal life resembled a soap opera. After all, he was married five times. Or four. It depends on what scholar you ask and what contemporary source you chose to believe.

Equally fascinating is how politics played a role in each of his decisions to marry or divorce, something I wish I had learned in middle or high school. It certainly would have interested me in a history class, but more important is the contrast between the Middle Ages and our modern times.

Today, we consider a leader’s love life a personal matter, fodder for the tabloids. If the scandal is really bad, someone loses their job, but for the most part, only the individuals and their families are affected. In the Middle Ages, the consequences of the king’s marital choices affected the whole country and beyond. Visit Unusual Historicals for more about Charlemagne’s marriages and why I contend he was married five times, not four.

Image of Hildegard, Charlemagne’s third wife, is on the left. Wikimedia Commons image provide by Flo Sorg, released to the public domain.

The Allure of Writing Tudor Fiction

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I am happy to welcome to Outtakes author Judith Arnopp, whose most recent three books feature the Tudors. Here, she tells us why she didn’t write about them earlier and how she approaches them now. – Kim

By Judith Arnopp

judy50fixedThe late medieval and Tudor period was always my first love. As a teenager, I cut my teeth on Jean Plaidy’s books about Henry VIII and his six wives. Later I moved away from them and began to enjoy the Plantagenet era and the transitional period between the reigns. It was many, many years later that I went to university and studied history properly. My courses there centred on Anglo-Saxon and the early medieval and, when I wrote my first serious novel, Peaceweaver, much of what I had learned came into play.

Peaceweaver didn’t take the world by storm and neither did The Forest Dwellers or The Song of Heledd, but they did win me some faithful followers. I was often asked if I had written any Tudor books. I hadn’t, and the reason I hadn’t was that people kept telling me readers were sick of the Tudors. They’d been done to death. The Tudors are everywhere; on the television, on T-shirts, tea pots, mugs, tea towels. I thought they’d become clichéd and dull, even a little silly.

Then, quite by chance I attended a workshop where I was asked to write an epistolary, a story in the form of letters, and for some reason, I hit on the idea of six imaginary letters written to Henry by his queens. The result was Dear Henry; Confessions of the Queens. I had no intention of publishing, carried out very little research, and it is entirely fictional. A friend, who thought it was marvellous, suggested I publish it, so I did.

I didn’t expect anyone to read it.

Some might say Dear Henry was a mistake as it was slated by historical purists but other less academic readers loved it, and I was swamped by e-mails asking for more, longer ‘stuff about the Tudors’. In many ways publishing Dear Henry was the best thing I did because it was the catalyst for my own ‘Tudor Period’ which has really kicked off my career.

The Winchester Goose is a direct result of Dear Henry and the reader response to it. But this time, I put in an awful lot of research and approached the Tudor court from an entirely unexpected perspective. The Winchester Goose won me some very nice reviews and my sales took a leap. My Facebook and e-mail were full of readers who loved it and wanted more. By then I was half way through writing The Kiss of the Concubine, a fresh and somewhat down to earth story of Anne Boleyn. I was really getting a taste of it, and again my sales increased and my fan base expanded further. I realised I couldn’t write this stuff fast enough.

The Tudors have a special place in our hearts. In Britain many people take them for granted, and I think that is why I mistakenly thought people were tired of them. In America – all over the world actually but particularly in the States – the reading public can’t get enough. The Amazon catalogue is full of novels set in the Tudor court so to make mine distinctive, I take a slightly different approach.

I am not interested in their fine clothes, their jewels, or strange diet. I am intrigued by their minds. I strip away their finery and reveal the naked human beneath. In my books, you won’t find a ‘monstrous’ Henry, dispassionately striking off heads; you will find a man crippled with doubt, demented by failure and needing to find love.

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Anne Boleyn, probably a later copy of an image of about 1534, public domain image via Wikimedia Commons

In my carefully researched novel The Kiss of the Concubine, Anne Boleyn isn’t a scheming, ambitious, sexual predator, she is an ordinary girl who happens to fall in love with the king just at the moment he falls out of love with her. As the story progresses, she matures into an intelligent and pious woman whose concern for religious reformation is paramount.

The Winchester Goose is told from the perspective of Joanie Toogood, a prostitute from Southwark who is dragged into court intrigue by one of her customers, Francis Wareham; her story is juxtaposed against that of Katherine Howard, and we begin to see that women of all social classes were, to some extent, bought and soldin the Tudor marriage market.

My latest novel is Intractable Heart: The Story of Katheryn Parr. Henry’s last wife has been largely overlooked, often depicted as an older woman, a nursemaid to an ageing king. But quite surprisingly, on her death in 1548, she was just 36 years old.

Katheryn was probably the most intelligent of Henry’s wives; she was a published author, a keen supporter and prime mover in the reformation of the church. She stood as regent over England while Henry fought the French and reunited the royal children, bringing them all under the king’s roof for the first time. Her greatest influence was on Elizabeth who, after witnessing her stepmother’s unflinching management of the country, went on to rule England as queen, wielding extraordinary power in a man’s world.

Intractable Heart is presently available on Amazon Kindle and the paperback will follow as soon as possible. You can read an excerpt below, in which Katheryn is preparing for the death of the king.

27th January 1547

I wake suddenly in the early hours, certain that something is wrong. It is as if something has shifted, irreversibly altered, my sense of danger increases. Sliding from the bed, I tread carefully across the floor, making as little noise as I can to avoid waking my woman. Carefully I open the shutter and the moonlight floods into the room.

Katheryn Parr

Katheryn Parr, circa 1545, attributed to William Scrots, public domain image via Wikimedia Commons

It floats benignly in the night sky, leavening the dark, painting the slumbering, snow-laced garden, a silvery blue. I shiver, hug myself and turn away. A jug of wine stands on the night table and I fill a cup, the liquid cool from the chilly nocturnal air. As I grope my way back to bed, my woman stirs and yawns, her long bare arms pale in the moonlight.

“Are you all right, Your Majesty? Can I get you anything?”

“Not unless you can bring me peace of mind.” It is a poor attempt at a joke. She stumbles from her truckle bed and helps me settle, tucking the sheets tightly around me.

“I am sure the king will recover, Your Majesty. He always has before.”

She is young; so young that she has never yet been wed, let alone known the trials of widowhood or the vulnerability of being a woman alone.

Obediently, I relax on the pillow and appease her with a hollow smile. “You get some sleep,” she says and, forgetting that she is here to do my bidding, I close my eyes.

Her bed creaks as she climbs back in. She turns over, thumps her pillow a few times and within moments is snoring again. Wide awake in the darkness, I listen to her laboured breathing and think of Henry’s passing. What will his death mean to me, and where will life take me next?

As soon as I am dressed in the morning I hurry along to Henry’s apartment but, once more they halt me at the door.

“I need to see my husband,” I demand with as much authority as I can muster. But I am met with a steely refusal. I press my lips together, suppressing my fury. “Then send Denny out. I will speak with him.”

After being kept waiting for too long the door opens a crack and Denny slips out. Reluctantly he pulls off his cap and makes a sketchy bow. I have always hated people who refuse to look me squarely in the eye.

“This is outrageous, Denny. I would speak to my husband. If he is likely to die then I want to say goodbye. Surely, I can just sit quietly and hold his hand?”

“He is too sick for visitors, Your Majesty. His physicians have advised against it.”

We draw aside as a troop of servants appear bearing trays of food, the King’s taster comes hurrying along behind.

I watch them disappear unchallenged in to the chamber.

“I see he is well enough to eat, so why is he too sick to see me?”

Denny inclines his head, infuriatingly calm in the face of my simmering rage. I bury the urge to slap him.

“The king must keep his strength up. I shall send for you the moment he asks to see you.”

“You will send for me the moment he wakes up.”

Denny closes his eyes and bows his head in silent agreement. I swallow the snub, turn on my heel and march back to my own apartments where, safe in the company of friends, I give way to a storm of weeping.

For three days I continue in a sort of void. My household continues much as usual but I am detached from it. I cannot join in with the dancing, nor laugh at the antics of the fools. I curl in the window seat with Homer and Rig, let my fingers travel through their warm coats and look out across the frigid garden. There is nowhere warm in the world, my very existence lacks comfort. I will find no warmth or safety in this world. Not without Henry.

©Juditharnopp2014

Intractable Heart CoverJudith Arnopp’s greatest loves have always been writing and history, and she writes the sort of books she loves to read: historical settings with a strong female lead. Her work reaches a worldwide audience, and her following is steadily increasing. She lives on a smallholding in West Wales with her husband, John, their daughter’s elderly pony, and a naughty Jack Russell, Bryn.

For more about Judith and her fiction, visit her website, juditharnopp.com. Judith also writes about the Tudor period, both on her own blog, juditharnoppnovelist.blogspot.co.uk, and at English Historical Fiction Authors. You can connect with Judith on Facebook, Twitter, Amazon UK and Amazon US.

Despite Evidence of Atoms, 19th Century Skeptics Didn’t Budge

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In this installment from physics professor and my dad, Dean Zollman, we find several advances in chemistry in the 19th century – as well as leaders in the field who refused to accept atomic structure despite the evidence. – Kim

By Dean Zollman

Dean ZollmanAs we discussed last time, John Dalton (1766-1844) made real progress in explaining some chemical reactions in terms of atoms. Following on his work, several scientists advanced our knowledge of how elements blend to form new substances.

Joseph-Louis Gay-Lussac (1778-1850) showed the importance of thinking in terms of volumes of gases when considering how they combined. For example, he noted that two volumes of hydrogen and one volume of oxygen mixed to make two volumes of steam. Amedio Avogadro (1776-1856) concluded that equal volumes of any gases contained equal numbers of particles. Thus, he came up with the number that many of us were required to memorize in high school chemistry. Johan Jakob Brezelius created a notation for describing how elements combined. It is basically the notation that we use today. (This notation was one place where Dalton did not succeed; he had his own notation but Brezelius’ was less cumbersome and required less knowledge of the internal structure of molecules.) In addition, several laws and rules were created based on the way particles combined in chemical reactions.

With all of these “victories,” we would expect that the opponents of atoms would give up the battle. But scientists are people first. Biases die very slowly even in the face of strong evidence to the contrary.

One of most outspoken opponents of the atomic structure of matter was Jean Baptiste Andre Dumas (1800-1884). An important issue was that the experiments did not clearly distinguish between atoms and molecules. Dumas and Justus Liebig (1803-1873) added to the confusion by creating two types of atoms – physical and chemical. Dumas explained this difference with an analogy.

Jean Baptiste Dumas

Jean Baptiste Dumas

I find in Lewis the story of a demon who abducts a young lady and who, hoping to win her good graces, pledges to obey her first three orders: “Show me” said she, “the most sincere of all lovers.” He compiled promptly. “Very well” she continued, “but show me an even more sincere lover.” The demon was taken aback. “What would have happened had the lady been under the control of he who can show us an atom, and then divide it in two? He would experience no qualm producing the most sincere lover, followed by a more sincere still.” Mr. Griffins failed to understand that I had carefully distinguished between atoms relative to physical forces and atoms relative to chemical forces; that is to say, indivisible masses for the former, and other indivisible masses for the latter. It is thus possible to divide with one type of force that which resists the other type. In the case of chlorine and hydrogen chemistry dissociated atoms that physics could not dissociate. … That sums it up.

In this passage, we see confusion about atoms and molecules. Any volume of hydrogen gas is made of hydrogen molecules, but each molecule contains two atoms. There is nothing else but hydrogen. However, each “particle” of hydrogen can be divided into two hydrogen atoms. (Each of these atoms can be further divided, but then they are no longer hydrogen; that story will come much later.) Dumas’ solution was to create some things that could be divided by chemical processes and other things that could be divided by physical processes.

Justus Liebig

Justus Liebig, 1850

Dumas and Liebig were leaders in chemistry in the first half of the 19th century. For much of their lives they were somewhat bitter rivals. Some of their criticisms of each other seem closer to name calling than intellectual discussion. At the same time, both contributed to progress in chemistry and developed students who became the next generation of chemists in Europe. Liebig was also an applied chemist who invented chemical fertilizer, baby formula (both liquid and powered), and powdered beef bouillon. Today his laboratory in Giessen, Germany, has been restored as a museum, and it is worth a visit if you are in that area.

Justus Liebig's laboratory

Justus Liebig’s restored laboratory in Giessen, Germany, photo by Dean Zollman

Dumas continued to be a critic of atoms as the fundamental building block of matter. He felt that atoms were theoretical constructions which could not be confirmed by experiment. Because chemistry was an experimental science, it should stick to observation. Another quotation from Dumas sums his thoughts well:

What is left of the ambitious exploration we began into the realm atoms? Nothing firm it seems.

What does remain is the conviction that chemistry strays as always when it abandons experiments and decides to proceed through the unknown. … If I were the master, I would outlaw the word “atom” from science convinced as I am that it goes far beyond experiments.

Dumas was not “the master” but he was a very influential member of the French Academy of Science. And Paris was considered a center – by some the center – of chemistry research during the first half of the 19th century. So, the concept of atoms was having a difficult time becoming established. However, things would begin to change, and we will look at some progress next time.

Portraits via Wikimedia Commons in the public domain.

Previously

What Are Things Made of? Depends on When You Ask.

Ancient Greeks Were the First to Hypothesize Atoms

The Poetry of Atoms

Atom Theory in Ancient India

Religion, Science Clashed over Atoms

Medieval Arabic Scholarship Might Have Preserved Scientific Knowledge

Rediscovering a Roman Poet – and Atom Theory – Centuries Later

Reconciling Atom Theory with Religion

Did Atom Theory Play a Role in Galileo’s Trouble with the Inquisition?

Did Gifted Scientist’s Belief in Atoms Led to His Obscurity?

Does Atom Theory Apply to the Earthly and the Divine?

A Duchess Inspired by Atoms

Separating Atoms from Atheism

Isaac Newton: 300 Years Ahead of His Time

Issac Newton and the Philosopher’s Stone

When Chemistry and Physics Split

Redefining Elements

Mme Lavoisier: Partner in Science, Partner in Life

With Atoms, Proportionality and Simplicity Rule

Dean Zollman is university distinguished professor of physics at Kansas State University where he has been a faculty member for more than 40 years. During his career he has received four major awards — the American Association of Physics Teachers’ Oersted Medal (2014), the National Science Foundation Director’s Award for Distinguished Teacher Scholars (2004), the Carnegie Foundation for the Advancement of Teaching Doctoral University Professor of the Year (1996), and AAPT’s Robert A. Millikan Medal (1995). His present research concentrates on the teaching and learning of physics and on science teacher preparation.

Thecla of Kitzingen: An Important Abbess in Her Day

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She is little remembered now. Heck, we can’t be certain of the year she died or her feast day. But Saint Thecla of Kitzingen must have been a remarkable abbess.

With other nuns, she left the security of the double monastery at Wimbourne in her native Britain around 748 to cross the Channel and assist St. Boniface in his mission to strengthen Christianity in Francia. Travel in those days meant bad food and the danger of brigands, and women risked being raped.

The destination east of the Rhine had its own problems. In the 770s and after, Saxons to the north were not above burning churches and slaughtering indiscriminately to avenge a previous year’s defeat at the hands of the Franks. However, most of the fighting was to the north, and the Saxons did not attack Thecla’s area during her lifetime.

Boniface must have trusted Thecla a great deal because he put her charge of two abbeys, one at Ochsenfurt and the other at Kitzingen. See English Historical Fiction Authors for more about her.

1904 image of a Benedictine nun

A 1904 image of a Benedictine nun, public domain image via Wikimedia Commons.

Independent or a Slave to Ideology?

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I am happy to welcome fellow Fireship Press author M.J. Neary to Outtakes. In her excellent book, Never Be at Peace, Marina features Irish revolutionary Helena Molony. I called Helena independent in my review because she didn’t rely on a man to solve her problems. Here, Marina explains there is more to true independence. – Kim

By M.J. Neary

M.J. Neary“No man has the right to risk the fortunes of the country to carve for himself a niche in history.”

With those words Bulmer Hobson (1883-1969) issued a cryptic warning to his fellow Irish Volunteers several days before the Easter Rising of 1916. His appeal was addressed to a clique of revolutionaries who were planning an insurrection. At the time, there was a division among the Irish nationalists. Some were in favor of an armed rebellion, even though it did not stand a chance of being a military success, and others, like Hobson, considered it a frivolous waste of human life.

Helena Molony and Sean Connolly

Helena Molony and Sean Connolly during the uprising, illustration by Alissa Mendenhall, used with permission

Helena Molony (1884-1967), Hobson’s former comrade and love interest, was in that first camp of dreamers who believed in the symbolic and redemptive power of blood sacrifice. Over the course of her long and troubled life, Molony had worn several hats. In addition to being a radical revolutionary, she was a trade unionist and an actress. To this day, she is venerated in certain IRA circles as an emblem of self-destructive martyrdom.

How often does this seemingly noble desire “to be a part of something bigger” have selfish origins? Sometimes these self-proclaimed champions of greater good are merely seeking attention, fame, and validation. The noble cause is merely a vehicle to the pedestal. Where is the line between a legitimate freedom fighter and a terrorist? Can one person shift between the two roles?

The ambiguity of intention has been the topic of my last three historical novels, all of which deal with the Irish nationalistic movement of the early 20th century. Helena Molony appears in all three, but in the last one, Never Be at Peace, she is the central figure. I find it peculiar that many of my readers define her as “independent.” And on the surface it seems like an appropriate way to define a freedom fighter, right? Not necessarily. Let’s take a closer look at the word “independent” and how it is used in the context of historical fiction.

No costume drama, be it set during the Regency, Victorian, or Edwardian era, is complete without a bodiced torso on the cover and a heroine who is described as “witty, thoroughly unconventional, and fiercely independent.” Having read countless blurbs in my life, I have developed severe allergies to the word “independent.” It’s a very dirty, misleading commercial word that publishers use.

To me, that word evokes a certain stock image: a fidgety duchess (or a shipping heiress, etc.) who “does not want to settle into the stifling conventional roles designated to them by society” and “dreams of a life outside _____ (the palace, the shipping yard)” and “explores her burgeoning sensuality in the arms of the _____ (starving artist, ruddy-faced gardener, French tutor).” Once you read the blurb, you don’t need to read the novel. I understand, there is a robust audience for such literature, and publishers have to keep the lights on, so they keep pasting these generic blurbs on the covers, even if the content is serious. Simply put, in every novel there needs to be a chain to be broken.

Helena Molony dances with David Parkhill

A protegee of Maud Gonne, Helena Molony dances with David Parkhill, illustration by Alissa Mendenhall, used with permission

One must remember, that in order to declare independence, you need to have a starting point, something to break away from, something to rebel against, something to lose. When we meet Helena for the first time, she is an orphaned teenager roaming the suburbs of Dublin, a truant without direction or any strong family attachments except for her morose brother, Frank. She just happens to meet the legendary Maud Gonne, who informally adopts her and turns her into a fervent nationalist to the point of obsession.

A child who is deprived of love and discipline is a prime candidate for becoming a fanatic in the hands of the right mentor, and fanatics by definition are not psychologically independent. They are slaves to their idea. So while Helena is fighting for Ireland’s independence, she herself is not independent. Rather, she is a weapon in the hands of another being.

Interestingly enough, Maud Gonne herself abhorred violence. Perhaps, she was a little terrified of her pupil’s enthusiasm for physical combat. By 1916, Maud was not the dominant authority figure for Helena. By that time Helena, already in her early 30s, was under the spell of James Connolly, a passionate champion for the working class, whose dream was to have a republic of free workers. It was his ideology that propelled Helena to participate in the Easter Rising. She basically moved from one idol to another.

When the Ireland she had envisioned and fought for did not materialize, Helena turned to drink. It was the devotion of another woman, Dr. Evelyn O’Brien, a much younger psychiatrist, that had saved her from stepping over the edge.

Patriotically-minded historians tended to brush Helena’s alcoholism, depression, and bisexuality under the rug. Such vices did not seem to fit with the image of the spunky and heroic tomboy in a country where morality was still dominated by the Catholic Church. Many facts did not emerge until recent decades. Now, in the 21st century, we have the freedom and the privilege to examine various historical figures as human beings with all their psychological intricacies, not mere emblems.

Never Be at Peace coverBorn, nurtured, and warped in the radioactive swamps of Eastern Europe, M.J. Neary is a living proof that even an ugly girl can win a beauty pageant and seduce a handsome Irishman if she does her makeup right. Her literary career revolves around various disasters in Anglo-Irish history such as the Famine, the Land Wars, and the Easter Rising of 1916. Her mission is to bust stubborn ethnic myths, tell the untold stories and illuminate obscure figures through her irreverent iconoclastic style.  If you are interested in Irish history and have already read everything by Morgan Llewellyn, try something different and pick up one of Neary’s novels: Brendan Malone: the Last Fenian, Martyrs & Traitors: a Tale of 1916 (both 2011, All Things That Matter Press) and Never Be at Peace: a Novel of Irish Rebels (Fireship Press, 2013).

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