The Wunderkammer of the Mild Colonial Boy, Esq., a Reactionary Tory Gentleman, who armed only with a Steampowered Babbage Engine and Pure Intentions, wanders the Time Streams and Aetheric Plane gathering an Eccentric Hodgepodge of Curiousities, Frivolities, Whimsicalities and Nonsense.
Q. Why is your Tumblelog called "My Ear-Trumpet Has Been Struck by Lightning"?
A. Because "My Grandmother's Ear-Trumpet Has Been Struck by Lightning" wouldn't fit in the available space.
The American Seamen’s Friend Society Sailors’ Home and Institute, on Jane Street, where surviving members of the Titanic’s crew were given room and board upon landing in NYC.
Today it’s lost its lovely cupola:
From the New York Scout’s wonderful tribute to surviving Titanic landmarks in NYC.
John Harper was a vicar on the Titanic. After putting his six year old daughter onto a lifeboat and telling her “He would see her again one day”, he remained on the ship as one of the few civilians helping to enforce the Birkenhead Drill (women and children first).
Harper was thrown into the water when the ship broke in half, and then took off his lifejacket, giving it to a young man on a piece of debris, telling him “You need it more than me”. Harper died of hypothermia a few minutes later.
The man on the debris that Harper had given his lifejacket to was one of the six that was rescued by a lifeboat.
(Source: http://www.encyclopedia-titanica.org/titanic-victim/john-harper.html; more detailed account of death at http://atwistedcrownofthorns.com/2012/03/25/john-harper-the-preacher-who-went-evangelizing-on-the-titanic/)
(Source: on-shivering-ranks-of-grey)
