Lawrence and Winifred buried their daughter as soon as the snow melted enough for the ground to thaw.
The McAdams - Valerie, Jackson and his wife, Louise, their son Patrick and his wife, Clara - and Beth joined them at a cemetery near the river.
The Father gave Florence's eulogy and silence fell over everyone as he spoke from memory passage Job 1:21, the words far too appropriate for the loss of young life.
Lawrence and Winifred both took dirt in their palms, throwing it over the small casket that laid within the ground until Winifred couldn't take it anymore.
Unable to look any longer, Winifred turned away and clung to her husband with desperation. By the time the undertaker came over to finish the burial, both were uncertain which of them was even holding the other up.
“Naked I came from my mother’s womb,
and naked I will depart.
The Lord gave and the Lord has taken away;
may the name of the Lord be praised.”
— Job 1:21
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“Film Comedy’s Eves” Watchalong
You know how, when you read a book on film, you inevitably inflate your to-watch list to untenable levels (or pause your reading to check some titles out)? Or is that just me?
On that note, I’ve been reading Steve Massa’s Slapstick Divas: The Women of Silent Comedy. So far, it’s an expansive, indispensable survey of the work of women in the early days of film comedy with a few cheeky extras thrown in. As a devotee of The Silent Comedy Watch Party, I was already familiar with some of the women Steve profiles in the book, but obviously I wanted to see as much of their work as possible.
So, I put together a playlist featuring most of the women from the first chapter of the book, “Film Comedy’s Eves.” The list below was curated based on the prominence of the women in the film as well as general quality (although how good a comedy is is highly subjective!), but the youtube playlist has a few more titles included.
Two quick presentation notes:
Some of the videos have music and some don’t, so you may want to check your volume level.
The intertitles for some of these films are not in English, so be sure you have captions turned on for English translations.
I didn’t do write-ups for the films or the divas because if these films interest you, you should check out Steve’s book! I would also be remiss if I didn’t note that many of the women from this chapter of Slapstick Divas are featured on the Cinema’s First Nasty Women set. (See if your local library has a copy!)
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Little Moritz enlève Rosalie / Little Moritz Runs Away with Rosalie (1911)
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The Diva: Sarah Duhamel (Rosalie)
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Boireau et la gigolette (1912)
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The Diva: Valentina Frascaroli
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Léontine garde la maison / Léontine Keeps House (1912)
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The Diva: Léontine (performer as yet unidentified)
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Cunégonde femme cochère / Cunégonde the Coachwoman (1913)
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The Diva: Little Chrysia
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L’acqua miracolosa / The Miracle Water (1914)
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The Diva: Gigetta Morano
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Lea si diverte / Lea’s Joke (1912)
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The Diva: Lea Giunchi
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The Handy Man (1923)
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The Diva: Mathilde Comont
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Twelfth Night (1910)
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The Diva: Florence Turner
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All on Account of the Milk (1910)
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The Diva: Mary Pickford
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Her Crowning Glory (1911)
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The Diva: Flora Finch
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Royal Museum, the court (i.e. Bargello Museum, the courtyard), Florence, Italy, between ca. 1890 and ca. 1900.
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Florence's pregnancy didn't allow her to do much things however she gained an interest in hedge trimming.
Stuart would often sit at his desk going over cases and paperwork, if not for that he would be away at work
One day in Winter alone and no one to contact, Florence gave birth to their son named Charles Brindleton. He was pale from shock and cold but soon gained colour back.
Stuart would try and make an effort with Charles but found it very difficult, he couldn't focus with the crying and advised they hire a nanny. Florence objected and explained that her mother had no such thing and successfully raised 4 children.
Florence looking after Charles while at a dinner party. ❤️
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Given there are so many folks in The Dracula Daily fandom making both polycule jokes and (rightly) discussing the novel as reflective of Stoker’s internalized homophobia, I just thought I would point out that Bram Stoker’s wife, Florence, was not only a Mina-like badass (whose business acumen and book-keeping kept the family afloat during Stoker’s periods of ill health and ensured the legacy of her husband’s work after his death), BUT that when she and Stoker were married, she was also being courted by another soon-to-be-famous writer... Oscar Wilde.
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Can you make a pallette of what you're inspired when listening to Tchaikovsky, Souvenir de Florence op 70 (1890) please? Thank you!!!
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Early one morning Adelia awoke to Florence knocking on her door. She had barely seen Florence for weeks, but she immediately knew that the time had come. The girl was calm this time, but she was unmistakably in labor.
Oliver was already at work so she led her into the room and helped her to walk around until her contractions grew closer together. Only a few hours later, Adelia helped Florence welcome another little girl into the world. She had brown hair and blue eyes, just like her father. The women named her Virginia Darlington.
By the time Oliver got home Virginia was already asleep. He walked into the nursery elated to hold his child for the first time. Only as he extended his hand he stopped, realizing that he would be waking her up from her first peaceful rest because he hadn’t been there for her or for Florence. Holding back tears, he suddenly, truly understood what his wife meant. He needed to make a change in his life; he just didn’t know how.
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Mrs. Maybrick's Own Story: My Fifteen Lost Years
In 1889, Florence Maybrick was convicted of the murder of her husband, Liverpool cotton merchant James Maybrick, by arsenic poisoning. Days before her execution, her sentence was commuted to life imprisonment. She served 15 years in Woking and Aylesbury prisons before finally being freed.
But did Florence really kill her husband? James, a bit of a hypochondriac, habitually took arsenic for its supposed medicinal properties. Even on his deathbed, he begged his wife to put the powder in his food. Arguably, Florence was actually convicted of infidelity—something men (including her husband) could get away with, but women could not.
Speaking of James Maybrick: if that name sounds familiar, you may be thinking of the theory that he was actually Jack the Ripper, which stems from the publication in 1993 of a diary of dubious provenance. Florence Maybrick, meanwhile, actually did write her own story, which you can read here.
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Cecilia doesn't understand what happened to her, but she went after him
"Mr. Choi"
Eun froze in place, waiting for her to say something else
She let out a nervous laugh "Now that I'm looking at you I don't know what to say"
"Do you need something, Ms Kang?"
"I..." she ran out of words, so she got closer to him
She kissed him on his cheek. He was caught by surprise.
She was so embarrassed that she just ran inside the bar.
Eun was happy about the kiss. He thinks she's gorgeous.
Cecilia told Ethel what happened and Ethel let out a laugh
"I'm so embarrassed, Ethel! What is he going to think of me? Oh my watcher!"
Ethel couldn't stop laughing "This is so funny, Cecy!"
"Stop judging me"
"I'm not judging... I have no place to judge you"
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"Early photos were sometimes referred to as “mirrors with memories,” and the Victorians saw photographing the dead as one way of preserving the memory of a family member."
Lawrence and Winifred have their photograph taken with Florence Baudelaire, Winter 1892, after their first born daughter passes away due to malnutrition.
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In 1895, Nettie Honeyball assumed her false name and advertised for a British Ladies' Football Club, supported by Lady Florence Dixie, the explorer, war correspondent, feminist and aristocrat.
"Normal Women: 900 Years of Making History" - Philippa Gregory
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Giovanna Garzoni
Dog with a Biscuit and a Chinese Cup
1640s
Signed 'Giovanna Garzoni F.'
tempera on vellum
27.5 x 39.5 cm
Palazzo Pitti, Galleria Palatina, Florence, Italy, Inv. 1890 n. 4770
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On the final days of Summer, Florence noticed a gain in her weight and that she missed her monthlies, she could only be pregnant. Scared at what Stuart was going to react she went to her closest friend Margaret.
"Oh Maggie, I've really messed up now, Stuart is at University we cannot have a child right now! We aren't even engaged". Florence sobbed to Margaret.
"Florence, everything will be okay I am certain he was going to propose to you after he was done with University" Margaret said, trying to console her friend. "You do need to tell him though".
Florence hesitantly nodded.
She waited to when Stuart was next in town visiting. Unable to hide her blossoming bump she announced the news to him.
Stuart at first placed his face in his hands and let out a big sigh. "I know I shouldn't have had anything to drink that night, I can't be a father and focus on my studies".
Florence put her hand on her lover's shoulder. "You can still go off and study, I can stay here and raise our baby, you won't need to change anything I promise!"
Stuart stared at her, "Well, I suppose we need to get married before it is born, I cannot have people in town talking about us".
Florence agreed although a little disappointed, she wanted to have the engagement and the wedding that she dreamed of. This put a halt in their plans. She also would've liked to be there with Stuart.
In the evening, Florence waved Stuart off at the train station and headed home. She changed into her nightgown and admired herself in the mirror. She suddenly felt a kick.
Giggling, Florence placed a hand on her stomach. "At least we will have each other right? I promise to be a good mother to you".
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