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.
I’m going to brag a bit about my manners books, this is a picture of them, they are not many but some are quite old the yellow one is from 1878 and is written by a priest for the moral growth of young ladies, the one in the little pink envelope was from my grandmother and its called “Moral instructions in verse” it doesn’t have a date but a bit of research shows that was used by teachers in rural schools around 1893 (several titles in this series by Jose Rosas) this might have come to my grandmother already used since she was a child in 1930’s. the Blue one light blue that one is from 1903 and the writer is the Comtesse of Tramar a french aristocrat living in mexico, the book is in Spanish but the book was printed in france then sold in mexico wich could explain the amazing quality on it even some gold leaf still in the cover.
The other ones some are in english printed in newyork or spanish from south america, all made around the 1921 to 1930, there’s the pink one (the one in worst state of all and very delicate that is from the 1954) and I have read them all almost to to the last page.
By far the funnier and practical is the one from the french Comtesse.