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On March 5th 1759 the lexicographer and church minister John Jamieson was born in Glasgow.
I know most of you will not have heard of Jamieson, but his publication, Etymological Dictionary of the Scottish Language, is credited with keeping the language alive. He was a bit of a polymath though and learned in many fields.
The language I am talking about here is Scots, the Scot’s Tongue as it is often referred to, If you have read some of my posts I like to dig out documents etc from days gone by, a most of these are written in Scots, you only have to read the poetry of Robert Fergusson or Rabbie Burns, the vast majority which is written in the language, or up to modern times if you have read any of Irvine Welsh’s books, you will know that as a language it is distinctly different to what is termed as “proper English”
Anyway a bit about the man, Jamieson grew up in Glasgow as the only surviving son in a family with an invalid father, he entered Glasgow University aged at the staggeringly young age of just nine! From 1773 he studied the necessary course in theology with the Associate Presbytery of Glasgow, and in 1780 he was licensed to preach.
Jamieson was appointed to serve as minister to the newly established Secession congregation in Forfar, and stayed there for the next eighteen years, during which time he married Charlotte Watson, the daughter of a local widower, and started a family. Their marriage lasted fifty-five years and they had seventeen children, ten of whom reached adulthood, although only three outlived their father. He next became minister of the Edinburgh Nicolson Street congregation in 1797 where he guided the reconciliation of the Burgher and Anti-Burgher sects to a union in 1820.
In 1788 Jamieson’s writing was recognised by Princeton College, New Jersey where he received the degree of Doctor of Divinity. His other honours included membership of the Society of Scottish Antiquaries, of the Royal Physical Society of Edinburgh, of the American Antiquarian Society of Boston, United States, and of the Copenhagen Society of Northern Literature. He was also a royal associate of the first class of the Royal Society of Literature instituted by George IV.
Jamieson’s chief work, the Etymological Dictionary of the Scottish Language was published in two volumes in 1808 and was the standard reference work on the subject until the publication of the Scottish National Dictionary in 1931. He published several other works, but it is the dictionary he is best known for.
He had a particular passion for numismatics, and it was their mutual interest in coins which led to the first meeting between Jamieson and Walter Scott, in 1795, when Scott was only twenty-three and not yet a published author. Jamieson was also a keen angler, as the many entries relating to fishing terms in the Dictionary attest; and published occasional works of poetry, including a poem against the slave trade which was praised by abolitionists in its day. Entries provided by Scott include besom, which he described as a “low woman or prostitute,” and screed, defined as a “long revel” or “hearty drinking bout”. I wonder how many Scottish females have been called “a wee besom” by their mothers with neither really knowing it’s true meaning!
Jamieson’s association with Walter Scott was a two way thing, he wrote a Scots poem ‘The Water Kelpie’ for the second edition of Minstrelsy of the Scottish Border.
It was through his antiquarian research that Jamieson developed his practice of tracing words (particularly place-names) to their earliest form and occurrence: a method which was to be the foundation of the historical approach he would use in the Dictionary.
Jamieson wrote on other themes: rhetoric, cremation, and the royal palaces of Scotland, besides publishing occasional sermons. In 1820 he issued edited versions of Barbour’s The Brus and Blind Harry’s Wallace.
Revered by authors including Hugh MacDiarmid, who used it to shape his poetic output, Jamieson’s dictionary has long been regarded as a crucial groundwork which kept alive the Scots language at a time when it was in danger of falling into obscurity.
John Jamieson died on July 22nd 1839 and has a fine gravestone in St Cuthbert’s graveyard in Edinburgh, as seen in the fourth pic.
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brknmnds · 8 months
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lazorcrab · 3 months
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My favorite songs that I listened to in 2023 (in no particular order)
Mark Knight & Armand Van Helden - The Music Began To Play
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Tame Impala - Breathe Deeper (Lil Yachty Remix)
Drake - First Person Shooter (feat. J. Cole)
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Elton John - Daniel
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hattrickprincess · 9 months
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The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo-- starring Neymar as Evelyn Hugo and Leo Messi as Celia St. James. Luka Modric and Sergio Ramos as Harry Cameron and John Braverman respectively. Ik Ney/Luka is hardly a ship, but the characters fit well. Ernie Diaz can be Ganso, and Ronaldinho can be Don Adler. Richarlison as Mick Riva. Zlatan can be Rex North, and Gerard Pique can be the mistress, Joy, because of that one Zlatan x Gerard photo that made waves in the media. Kylian Mbappe is Max Girard, because of the Paris connection. Kun Aguero or Luis Suarez can be Robert Jamieson. Ivan Rakitic can be Luka/Harry's lover, James Grant, and Monique can be one of the younger players like Gavi or Pedri or Camavinga
i looooove the seven husbands of evelyn hugo i can't believe it's netflix who got the rights to make a MOVIE instead of a series with an episode for each spouse that would've been sm better
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voicesofrapture · 9 months
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...I need to remember to add three more muses to this blog.
1. Riordan McCarthy, The Caged Bird
2. Dr. Jamieson Lewis Laurier, The Plasmid Scientist
3. Janson Harris Thompson, The Tattoo Artist.
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myheadsgonenumb · 16 days
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Meeting the Quidditch Players - The Wolf's Tail
With the inaugural International School's Quidditch Cup taking place in the Marauder's Fifth year of The Wolf's Tail , 63 foreign teen Quidditch players and their coaches have descended on Hogwarts and, although every player won't be named in the fic (that's a lot to fit in) each player for every team has been created in my notes. Some of their names are a mixture of canon names and/ or names with mythological/ historical/ cultural or flight related links ... and as there won't be room to go into them in the fic, I thought I would post some of the extra details here. First up, the English speaking schools:
Hogwarts
Gwenog Jones (beater) - the youngest player on the team is the canonical captain of the Holyhead Harpies in Harry's time. A great heroine of Ginny's, Hermione meets her at the slug club and is unimpressed.
Sidhe Moran (chaser) - A member of the 1994 World Cup Irish winning team. Sidhe (roughly pronounced like "five" but starting with an s) is an Irish name which comes from the name for the fairy people who live under the hills.
Ilvermorny
Memengwaa Campbell (seeker) - A First Nations Canadian witch (with a Scottish great great great grandfather), she is from the Ojibwe tribe and her name means "butterfly".
Bertram Aubrey (chaser) - A character canonically famous for having an illegal hex performed on him by one James Potter. Bertram ended up in the Hospital Wing with his head twice the regular size, James ended up in detention.
Diego Di Marco (chaser) - A Mexican wizard and a love interest for Lily, he is named after Don Juan for his last name and has been given a Spanish version of Casanova's first name as his given name. Cassanova's name was Giancomo, which is Italian for ... James
Beau Rogers and Jesse Bonney (beaters) - take their name from assorted famous cowboys/ outlaws notably Will Rogers, Jesse James and William Bonney (Billy the Kid)
Mister Wright (coach) - Named after the Wright brothers.
Yeperenye School of Sorcery
Harold Holt-Bishop (keeper) - The vanishing keeper, named after two Australians who famously vanished. Harold Holt was the 17th Australian Prime Minister who disappeared in 1967 and was never found, and Harold Bishop - a character in long running Aussie soap "Neighbours" - who was lost at sea in 1991 but who was found safe and well (if suffering from amnesia) in 1996. Harold left Ramsey Street for the final time (perhaps) in late 2023.
Ned Barrett (beater) - Takes his name from famous Australian outlaw, Ned Kelly
Basil Burrunjor (chaser) - A Burrunjor is a mythological giant lizard. The first European witch in Australia - and founder of Yeperenye - Joanna Jamieson, fashioned herself a new wand from wattlewood and the heartstring of a burrunjor upon her release from prison (she had been transported for the crime of fraud, after she vanished her neighbour's cow and the authorities refused to recognise she was a witch).
Alinta Gunidjaa (seeker) - Alinta is an Aboriginal Australian and thus has come to Yeperenye via the "Aboriginal Controversy" following the muggle policy of separating native children from their parents. Aboriginal Australians did not traditionally have last names and so were assigned them by the white authorities. Wizarding assigned last names are based off native Australian flora and fauna. A Gunidjaa is a black faced cuckoo shrike, but cruelly is also an Aboriginal word for "motherless child" or "orphan" - the irony being Alinta is not an orphan, she has been stolen from her parents.
Madam Larrikin (coach) - like Alinta she is named after a native bird and so is probably an Aboriginal Australian who came to Yeperenye after ending up in a muggle home. Larrikin can also be used as a pejorative name "you cheeky Larrikin" - which along with Alinta's name - suggests there is a certain amount of racism involved in the bestowing of last names on Aboriginal wizards.
This post is getting quite long, so I'll return tomorrow with another post for the other schools (Durmstrang might need a post all to themselves).
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IPL Schedule 2023, Match Date & Time, Fixtures,Teams & Venue,all Team Squads, Players List, Captain
Rajapakse, Shivam Singh, Mohit Rathee, Vidwath Kaverappa, Harpreet Bhatia, Sikandar Raza, Sam Curran .
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derschwarzeengel · 1 year
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Some more headcanons re: v. Is There a Darklighter in the House? ( Charmed 2018. ) Specifically, Damon's thoughts on certain characters in this universe.
The second she lays eyes on him, Abigael Jamieson-Caine the demon-witch hybrid hits on him before discovering that he's a Darklighter. Damon's only response is that he's flattered, but she's really not his type. (He's not that impressed with her demonic side of the family, having met Alistair months earlier.)
Really, really wants to black-orb Parker Caine into a volcano, because he cannot believe that this poor substitute for Belthazor was raised by Alistair solely to become the new Source of All Evil.
Also wants to drop-kick Abigael into a volcano along with her half-brother, because holy shit is this whole entire family of demons annoying as fuck. And Damon is Not Amused with her whole Very Smug and Better-Than-Thou-At-Everything routine regarding the Veras. (He's also not impressed with Abigael flat-out seducing Harry when she knows Macy kinda sorta has feelings for him and is doing it solely to screw with both Harry and Macy's heads.)
Actually, after she becomes the Demon Overlord after screwing over Parker, Damon calls her ass out on her running to the Charmed Ones for help because now she can't handle the pressure and there are male demons rebelling under her rule. Even though she'd been running circles around them (the Vera-Vaughn Charmed Ones) for the whole season. Like, what the fuck did she think was going to happen once she schemed her way into getting the job?
(All this being said, him and Abigael probably totally have hate sex at least once.)
Damon totally 100% takes Jimmy, Harry's Darklighter counterpart, under his wing after Jimmy is freed from the Faction's control and gets him far the fuck away from the Veras and Harry. Because nope.
Damon's reaction once he eventually finds out that Barbas the Demon of Fear has also managed to cross over into this universe? A very resigned, exasperated "Oh well then, fuck me."
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11.02.2018
If you thought things were crazy the last time I wrote, wait till you read what happened today. There was…another. Dead. Body. Alright wait, let me rewind a little and start from the beginning. It has been a whirlwind of a week, what with the ferryman’s murder and Harry Mathews attempting to ruin my reputation as a mortician more than it already is. He even had the nerve to show up at my door to ‘know my opinions’ as if he wasn’t going to twist everything that came out of my mouth. Best believe the only reply that I gave him was a slammed door in his face. The meeting to discuss the autopsy report was also a trainwreck (surprise, surprise) and in the end the townsfolk were STILL undecided about who they believed, though they did note that the ‘scuffle wounds’ (UGH) were definitely suspicious given their placement. I have decided to maintain mental peace and accept this, beggars can’t be choosers. The next couple of days were devoid of any action other than Antonio and his search party heading out across the island to see if they could find any clues. They found nothing for two days but then today happened. This is where things get interesting. After looking ALL over the island, Antonio and the party were able to find nothing connected to the murder but the day they decided to look through the Kabot woods, voila, there is ANOTHER dead body. This time it was J. Yonah. Jamieson, the photographer. I didn’t know him much but I do remember going to his studio with Grandpa when I was younger. I didn’t care much for him but that was mainly because I never really interacted with him. Anyway, back to the topic. It was Jose who found the body, apparently. He and Antonio rushed with the body to the morgue at around 06:30 pm today, looking very, very worried. I liked this body better than the earlier one because this one gave me more scope to test out my knowledge given that it was already decaying and had definitely been dead for a few days now. From the blunt force trauma to his head and various other injuries all over his body (including that weird incision behind his knee which I can’t make sense of) I could make out that his death had been a very violent one. All this already is very interesting, I know, but then something else happened and that has been bugging my brain ever since. As I was wrapping up my examination of the body and putting it into the mortuary cabinet, I heard Jose and Antonio talking outside where they were waiting for me to get done. They both sounded so anxious. From what I could gather, they both were worried that this was a repeat of something. Now, this is intriguing because , knowing the details of the current murders, I, too, did think of the series of murders that had happened on the island back when I was a kid, but I genuinely thought that the small similarities had been a coincidence. Antonio and Jose also perhaps considering this makes things a lot more...let’s just say, confusing. I think I’m going to ask Yusuf about all of this when I meet him (which is right now, so I really must get going), he always has something useful to add. So yeah, that's that. I shall talk more about this when I have more intel.
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IPL Auction 2023 player list and price, date and time
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IPL Auction 2023 date and time, live streaming channel, players list with base price, purse left: IPL Auction 2023 date is December 23. The venue of IPL auction is Kochi, Kerala. The auction start time is 2:30 PM. IPL 2023 Auction will be telecast live on Star Sports TV channel. Refer to the below copy for available slots, base price, players list and purse left. IPL Auction 2023 Date And Time, Live Streaming Channel, Players List With Base Price, Purse Left: The Indian Premier League (IPL) 2023 Auction is all set to make the headlines as franchises will make their first move to complete the teams ahead of the tournament in 2023. All the 10 teams -- Chennai Super Kings, Delhi Capitals, Gujarat Titans, Kolkata Knight Riders, Lucknow Super Giants, Mumbai Indians, Punjab Kings XI, Rajasthan Royals, Royal Challengers Bangalore and Sunrisers Hyderabad -- will hunt for big names. Here are all the details of the IPL 2023 Auction. Auction Date: 23rd December 2022 Start Time: 2:30 PM IST Live Telecast: Star Sports IPL Auction 2023 Venue, Hotel IPL auction 2023 will take place in Kochi town of Kerala. The event will be hosted at Grand Hyatt. This is the first time that Kochi will host the IPL auction. Which TV Channel will broadcast IPL Auction 2023? IPL 2023 auction will be aired live on Star Sports. Among 405 players, 273 are Indians. The remaining 132 players are overseas players. The total number of capped players is 119. There are 282 uncapped players. A maximum of 87 slots are up for grabs. 30 of them will be filled by overseas players.
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TeamTotal PlayersAvailable SlotsOverseas Slots AvailableChennai Super Kings (CSK)1872Delhi Capitals (DC)2052Gujarat Titans (GT)1873Kolkata Knight Riders (KKR)14113Lucknow Super Giants (LSG)15104Mumbai Indians (MI)1693Punjab Kings (PBKS)1693Rajasthan Royals (RR)1694Royal Challengers Bangalore (RCB)1872
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TeamTotal PlayersAvailable SlotsSunrisers Hyderabad (SRH)Rs. 52.75 CrRs. 42.25 CrPunjab Kings (PBKS)Rs. 62.80 CrRs. 32.20 CrLucknow Super Giants (LSG)Rs. 71.65 CrRs. 23.35 CrMumbai Indians (MI)Rs. 74.45 CrRs. 20.55 CrChennai Super Kings (CSK)Rs. 74.55 CrRs. 20.45 CrDelhi Capitals (DC)Rs. 75.55 CrRs. 19.45 CrGujarat Titans (GT)Rs. 81.80 CrRs. 19.25CrRajasthan Royals (RR)Rs. 86.25CrRs. 13.20 CrRoyal Challengers Bangalore (RCB)Rs. 87.95 CrRs. 8.75 CrKolkata Knight Riders (KKR)Rs. 52.75 CrRs. 7.05 Cr IPL Auction 2023 Players List With Base Price IPL Players with Rs 2 crore base price Rilee Rossouw - South Africa Kane Williamson - New Zealand Sam Curran - England Cameron Green - Australia Jason Holder - West Indies Ben Stokes - England Tom Banton - England Nicholas Pooran - West Indies Phil Salt - England Chris Jordan - England Adam Milne - New Zealand Adil Rashid - England Travis Head - Australia Rassie Van Der Dussen - South Africa Jimmy Neesham - New Zealand Chris Lynn - Australia Jamie Overton - England Craig Overton - England Tymal Mills - England IPL Players with Rs 1.5 crore base price Harry Brook England Shakib Al Hasan - Bangladesh Jhye Richardson - Australia Adam Zampa - Australia Will Jacks - England Dawid Malan - England Sherfane Rutherford - West Indies Riley Meredith - Australia Jason Roy - England Sean Abbott - Australia Nathan Coulter-Nile - Australia Players with Rs 1 crore base price Mayank Agarwal - India Joe Root - England Heinrich Klaasen - South Africa Akeal Hosein - West Indies Mujeeb Rahman - Afghanistan Tabraiz Shamsi - South Africa Manish Pandey - India Daryl Mitchell - New Zealand Mohammad Nabi - Afghanistan Kyle Jamieson - New Zealand Shai Hope - West Indies Tom Latham - New Zealand Michael Bracewell - New Zealand Andrew Tye - Australia Luke Wood - England David Wiese Namibia - RCB Moises Henriques - Australia Matt Henry - New Zealand Roston Chase - West Indies Rahkeem Cornwall - West Indies Players with Rs 75 lakh base price Reece Topley - England Wayne Parnell - South Africa Daniel Sams - Australia Joshua Philippe - Australia Ish Sodhi - New Zealand Tom Curran - England Darcy Short - Australia David Payne - England Carlos Brathwaite - West Indies Read the full article
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On March 5th 1759 the lexicographer and church minister  John Jamieson was born in Glasgow.
I know most of you will not have heard of Jamieson, but his publication, Etymological Dictionary of the Scottish Language,  is credited with keeping the language alive. He was a bit of a polymath though and learned in many fields. 
The language I am talking about here is Scots, the Scot’s Tongue as it is often referred to, If you have read some of my posts I like to dig out documents etc from days gone by, a most of these are written in Scots, you only have to read the poetry of Robert Fergusson or Rabbie Burns, the vast majority which is written in the language, or up to modern times if you have read any of Irvine Welsh’s books, you will know that as a language it is distinctly different to what is termed as “proper English”
  Anyway a bit about the man, Jamieson grew up in Glasgow as the only surviving son in a family with an invalid father, he entered Glasgow University aged at the staggeringly young age of just nine!   From 1773 he studied the necessary course in theology with the Associate Presbytery of Glasgow, and in 1780 he was licensed to preach.
Jamieson was appointed to serve as minister to the newly established Secession congregation in Forfar, and stayed there for the next eighteen years, during which time he married Charlotte Watson, the daughter of a local widower, and started a family. Their marriage lasted fifty-five years and they had seventeen children, ten of whom reached adulthood, although only three outlived their father. He next became minister of the Edinburgh Nicolson Street congregation in 1797 where he guided the reconciliation of the Burgher and Anti-Burgher sects to a union in 1820.
In 1788 Jamieson’s writing was recognised by Princeton College, New Jersey where he received the degree of Doctor of Divinity. His other honours included membership of the Society of Scottish Antiquaries, of the Royal Physical Society of Edinburgh, of the American Antiquarian Society of Boston, United States, and of the Copenhagen Society of Northern Literature. He was also a royal associate of the first class of the Royal Society of Literature instituted by George IV.
Jamieson’s chief work, the Etymological Dictionary of the Scottish Language was published in two volumes in 1808 and was the standard reference work on the subject until the publication of the Scottish National Dictionary in 1931. He published several other works, but it is the dictionary he is best known for. 
He had a particular passion for numismatics, and it was their mutual interest in coins which led to the first meeting between Jamieson and Walter Scott, in 1795, when Scott was only twenty-three and not yet a published author. Jamieson was also a keen angler, as the many entries relating to fishing terms in the Dictionary attest; and published occasional works of poetry, including a poem against the slave trade which was praised by abolitionists in its day. Entries provided by Scott include besom, which he described as a “low woman or prostitute,” and screed, defined as a “long revel” or “hearty drinking bout”. I wonder how many Scottish females have been called  “a wee besom” by their mothers with neither really knowing it’s true meaning! 
Jamieson’s association with Walter Scott was a two way thing, he wrote  a Scots poem ‘The Water Kelpie’ for the second edition of Minstrelsy of the Scottish Border. 
It was through his antiquarian research that Jamieson developed his practice of tracing words (particularly place-names) to their earliest form and occurrence: a method which was to be the foundation of the historical approach he would use in the Dictionary.
Jamieson wrote on other themes: rhetoric, cremation, and the royal palaces of Scotland, besides publishing occasional sermons. In 1820 he issued edited versions of Barbour’s The Brus and Blind Harry’s  Wallace.
Revered by authors including Hugh MacDiarmid, who used it to shape his poetic output, Jamieson’s dictionary has long been regarded as a crucial groundwork which kept alive the Scots language at a time when it was in danger of falling into obscurity.
John Jamieson died on July 22nd 1839 and has a fine gravestone in St Cuthbert’s graveyard in Edinburgh, as seen in the fourth pic.
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Inexperienced duo Harry Edwards and Callum Jamieson set to face Brisbane’s Oscar McInerney and Darcy Fort
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Unnatural Affairs. Chapter 8: Research.
(Ally + Lyn)
Ally
I chewed on my bottom lip as I looked at the list of people I wanted to talk to. Well, more like needed to talk to. I didn’t really want to talk to Jamieson again, but I felt like it was necessary for the case, so I’d just suck it up. I really needed to talk to the girl who got attacked, Jackie. But I wasn’t going to push her just yet, since she was supposed to stay in the hospital for one more day. She could wait, even if I didn’t like it.
The other person I wanted to talk to was that Janna Kawada person, who claimed to see the shower incident. I felt like it was a good idea to get an outsider’s perspective on it. I quickly wrote her name on the list, thinking if there was anyone else worth speaking to.
Lyn was going to do a lot of the research on the archives tonight, and I thought maybe I should help her. I didn’t study history, but I can read, and I know what I’m looking for. Besides, everyone knows two heads are better than one. I did ask Michael, but he said he was doing something tonight already. It reminded me that we actually had social lives outside of this. Well, at least they did. Sarah and Mags were my two other friends, and Sarah went home for the week. Mags had a date with their partner tonight. And I had a date with research about potentially murdered students, yay.
I opened my laptop and waited for it to wake up. I opened my search bar and typed in strange occurrences on university campuses. Unsurprisingly, mostly joke articles popped up. My face scrunched up in thought as I tried to figure out a better way to search up what I had in mind. I tried instead death on campuses, which brought up a couple of results. Most of them were accidental deaths due to overdose or an anaphylactic reaction to something, a couple of them were suicides. I read them over, even though they weren’t from this school. I just wanted to see if there were any similarities.
One thing did stand out to me. The article was over a decade old at this point, but it mentioned that a student tragically fell to their death at a party. It reminded of how Jamieson met his untimely demise. I printed off the article and stuck it in an empty folder I bought for this reason. I had to talk to him, and it might be good to compare.
Deciding it was time to rip off the Band-Aid, I packed up my things and headed out.
The on and off rain was currently off, thank God. My hair got so danged frizzy when it got damp. I mean, that was the least of my current worries, but it was super annoying. I quickly walked to where the Student Centre was located. When I got there, I stood in thought for a minute.
I don’t really want to be seen talking to the bookshelves, I thought slowly. Maybe he can leave? Otherwise, this is actually going to be harder than I thought. Crap.
Sighing in mostly annoyance, I pushed open the doors and walked inside. I wiped my feet on the mat before waving to the guy at the security desk. He nodded in acknowledgement as I went by. I wondered if he remembered me from when he helped me get back to my dorm. Instantly my guts squirmed, and I shook my head, trying to clear my head from those kinds of thoughts.
I bounded down the stairs to where the bookstore was located. Luckily for me, there was barely anyone here. There was the one lady behind the counter, and she took no mind of me. Swallowing hard, I looked around until I spotted him.
He was leaning against the counter, looking haughty with a bored expression. It looked very practiced to me, if I was being truthful. He must have felt me staring, because all of sudden he looked over with that horrible smile on his face.
I waited for him to drift over. When he did, I whispered, “Are you able to leave here?”
He looked intrigued. “The store, yes. The building, no.”
“Perfect, follow me.”
I lead him out of the store. My hands were trembling a little, and I was shivering. But, unlike that uncomfortable feeling in my chest I got around Dahlia, Jamieson didn’t do that. I think this was mostly from nerves. I pulled out my notebook while we were walking (well, I was walking) upstairs and wrote that down. Was Dahlia a stronger ghost than he was? I went all the way to the third floor and went into the ‘Quiet Room,’ a place where students could go if they needed time alone. I locked the door so no one else would walk in.
Finally, I took a deep breath and turned a steely gaze on him. “Okay, I have some questions for you. But first, what you did back in the bookstore was super uncalled for,” I snapped, jabbing a finger through his chest.
“You were the one who refused to listen to me,” he said, having the audacity of actually whining as he did.
“I didn’t refuse!” I threw my hands up angrily. “I told you I would after I had bought my books!”
“Well, I didn’t believe you!” he shot back.
“So, this might sound crazy to you, but you don’t force yourself on people when you don’t believe them!” I snarled. “If you ever do something like that to me again, I will find a way to destroy you.”
If ghosts could pale, he just did. He pouted and crossed his arms. “It’s not like I did it maliciously,” he said sullenly.
I glared at him. “Dude, intention doesn’t matter. I said no. You owe me an apology.”
“Fine! I’m sorry, human!” he said a voice that didn’t sound sorry. I rolled my eyes and sat on the floor.
“Now that the fun part is over with, I have questions about how you died,” I said, flipping to a new page in my notebook. “And since you were so keen to show me last time we spoke, I figured you’d be up for this, Jamieson.”
His eyes widen for a second before narrowing in suspicion. “How do you know my name?”
I hummed, “Dahlia told me.”
Jamieson’s eyes got a dark look in them. “Human, I wouldn’t mess with her if I were you. She’s psycho and dangerous. I doubt someone as frail as you can handle her.” He smiled darkly at me.
I scowled at him. “I can handle it just fine, thank you. Now, for my questions.”
“Why should I bother answering you?” he asked snootily.
“Because,” I said through gritted teeth, “I’m trying to solve a case here. You aren’t the only lingering spirit on this campus, which means there is something that is causing you to stay here. You showed me your death, and it replays in my head over and over again. You didn’t commit suicide or fall by accident. Someone murdered you. Is that right? That’s why you did what you did to me back in the bookstore, because you needed someone to know what really happened to you.”
He stared at me for a long time with a disinterested look on his face. Finally, he sighed and nodded slowly, his head dropping a little too far forward each time he did. “Yes, I think someone killed me.” He floated over to the couch and sat down, crossing his legs.
I sat next to him and placed my notebook on my lap. “Tell me what you remember, Jamieson.”
When he made eye contact with me, I suddenly realized I was looking into the eyes of someone not much older than myself. A young man whose life was torn away from him far too soon, and he held on to that resentment for all these years. I wasn’t just speaking to some guy from the 1800s, this kid was wearing pretty modern looking clothes.
“It was our last week of classes for the whole school year, back in 2007,” he started, staring off into some lost memory. “I was really excited because I had just finished my lab exam and was pretty sure I aced it. Me and some friends decided we were going to celebrate before the big party, so we grabbed some drinks and got drunk, like guys my age do. Anyway, me and Rachel, my girlfriend, left the preparty to hang out alone. We were making out on the roof of the Student Centre when she got super cold all of a sudden.” He paused, a look of understanding crossing over his features. He laughed quietly, sounding bitter. “Thinking about it now, maybe she was just sensing something that wasn’t really there. Where was I? Oh, yeah. I got up to give her my jacket when we both heard something. I looked around and didn’t see anyone, but then she was screaming her fricking head off and ran away. I was just about to follow after her when I felt something grab the back off my jacket and it tossed me back.”
He paused again, this time looking fearful. I went to reach over to grab his hand out of habit, but I just passed through him. Jamieson looked down at my hand, the look on his face switching from fear to mournful. He gave me the smallest shake of his head and smiled. “It’s okay. I mean, it was years ago…Plus, it’s not like I don’t relive it every day,” he said, pulling his head in an awkward angle.
I tried very hard to make sure I hid my discomfort at this display. “Are you sure? I can come back at a different time if you want.”
“It doesn’t matter. Today or tomorrow, I’m still dead.” His ghostly form went through the motion of taking a deep breath out of habit. “I never really saw who did it. I just know I heard them saying that they needed fresh blood. Next thing I knew, I was pushed off the roof. I landed awkwardly, still alive briefly. I think that was the worst, you know what I mean? I could feel myself dying. I could feel it, but there was nothing I could do about it. I finally just…stopped living. I woke- is that how you would say it?- whatever, I woke up in the bookstore a while later. My body was already gone, and I’m pretty sure it was the summertime. There have been none after me, luckily. Well, I think anyway. I’m the last murdered student of this campus, but I’m definitely not the first one.”
I was quietly writing as he spoke, but I stopped when he did. No one else had died since then…? That should have been something that made me feel better, but it just filled me with a small sense of dread. It’s been over 10 years since someone last died, according to him and now all of sudden someone got attacked on campus recently? Is it connected or just a coincidence?
“Jamieson…” I bit my lip, trying to think of how to say this. “Before you were…murdered, were there unnatural things happening on campus?”
He looked at me puzzled. “Maybe? It’s been so long now…”
“I’m not sure how much you’ve heard, but there have been some strange things going on,” I said slowly. “Or at least, one strange thing. There may be more that just never got attention.”
“I don’t see how that’s connected,” said Jamieson.
“Please, just try and remember.”
Jamieson’s face screwed up in concentration as he thought. I chewed on my pen as I waited for his response. Finally, he shrugged and said, “Maybe one or two things. I know that Sadie said that the walls were oozing one day when she was alone, and Zach claimed he saw a dark shadow chasing him, but he was high as a kite.”
I jotted it down quickly, marking it with a little star. I wonder if we would be able to find old student newspapers that mentioned it at all. I turned to look at the young man in front of me, who was watching me with such a curious expression. I smiled and said, “Thank you, Jamieson.”
He tilted his head in confusion. “Why are you thanking me?”
“Because I’m starting to build a picture here, and what you told me was a great start,” I explained. “I know we didn’t get off on the right foot, but you still shared your story with me.”
If ghosts could blush, then Jamieson just did. “I-,” he rubbed his neck, “-I’m sorry for how I acted earlier. And for the bookstore thing too. It was uncalled for. I’m…I’m just happy that someone is taking this seriously.”
I hovered my hand over his, staring him in the eye. “I can’t promise I’ll solve this, but I’m going to try my very best to.”
His eyes searched my face for any form of deceit before he broke out in a genuine smile, not that creepy one from earlier. “Thank you, human.”
“It’s Ally.”
Jamieson’s face filled with shock. “Why did you tell me your name?” he asked in surprise. “You do know it’s dangerous for a spirit to know your name, right?”
I stood up and pulled my sock up, which had slipped down when I sat. “Because I trust you,” I said simply.
“I- wow.” Jamieson stood as well and stared at me curiously. “You’re a very strange human, you know that?”
The smile that flitted across my face came uninvited. I shrugged and nodded. “I’m not sure I would have it any other way.”
He smirked, shaking his head. “Women, sheesh. I didn’t understand them when I was alive, and I don’t understand ‘em now. I need to head back now.” He paused before looking at me with hesitation. “Will…will you come and see me again?”
“I’ll try my best, but no promises.” He nodded in understanding. He gave me one last awkward wave before disappearing through the wall, no doubt heading back to the bookstore. I stayed there for a couple of minutes, lost in my thoughts.
Jamieson wasn’t that old. Dahlia didn’t seem to be much older either. Why? Who was killing students on this campus? Did the strange occurrences have something to do with it? I pulled out my phone and stared at my messages from Michael this morning. A perfect specimen, fresh blood. What did it all mean?
Groaning in confusion, I packed up my things before going after the next person on my list: Janna Kawada. Why did a couple of answers always come with a few more questions?
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Lyn
I guess therapy wasn’t as bad as my parents made it out to be.
I wasn’t even sure I should call it therapy. I saw the mental health counselor on campus and told her what was going on. She listened and never interrupted me, something my parents would never do. She suggested to me some places I could look into to get more help if I needed it, but I was more than welcome to come back if I wanted.
Needless to say, it was super weird.
She offered me some solutions to my sleeping problems which didn’t include drugs, which I was grateful for. I had nothing against them personally, I just didn’t want them to affect my daily life. It was an option, just one I wasn’t personally comfortable exploring yet.
I went to practice after that, which was just a sad affair. Most of us, myself included obviously, were still reeling over the shock of what happened to Jackie. They even made it a requirement that a member of the campus security stay on the pool deck with us at all times right now. Morale was kinda at an all time low and if I was being honest with myself (which apparently is a new thing I’m supposed to do) I wasn’t sure we could bounce out of this funk. Even Coach Jacob’s heart wasn’t really in it. Andrew and Emma did their best to bring the mood up, but it wasn’t doing much.
Finally, the misery that was practice ended on a feeble note and me and the other girls picked up our stuff off the pool deck. Our locker room was still off limits until the repair was done on the wall, which literally could be whenever they decide to get around to it. We went into the family change room meant for the little kids and changed in there.
There was very minimal chatter today as we all wanted to get out of there quickly. I tied my hair up into a bun as I thought about grabbing a quick bite to eat before heading over to the library. I was probably going to be there for awhile. The thought of a nice greasy pizza seemed really appealing all of sudden and my stomach growled.
“Someone’s hungry,” mumbled Kerry as she pulled her shirt over her head.
I giggled, which in turn caused Kerry to giggle. Then Loryn snorted loudly, and we just couldn’t stop giggling. It felt a little desperate, but it also felt good. Emma joined in and soon enough we were all laughing about something.
“Hey, guess what?” Loryn said between gasps of breath. “Lyn’s got a date tonight!”
“Oh my God,” I groaned even though I was still smiling, “shut up Lor!”
“Oooh, who with?” asked Kerry excitedly.
“Yeah, spill Hart!” That was Emma.
“I wanna know too!” Tammy added.
I covered my face with my hands in mock embarrassment, even though I could feel my face heating up a little. “You guys don’t know her!”
“It’s a she!” Kerry said clapping her hands together in joy. Loryn stuffed a fist against her mouth to stop herself from laughing out loud. I tried glaring at her but my face muscles refused to listen to me.
“Is she nice?” asked Tammy innocently, even though she wore a shit-eating grin on her face.
“Yeah, is she? And how do you know we don’t know her?” said Maddie wearing a matching grin.
I shook my head, refusing to answer. Loryn did the honour instead, blurting out, “It’s a first year!”
Now the first years were getting in on it, asking about her. Honestly, I didn’t mind sharing but Loryn made it seem so much bigger than it was, so I played along. And everyone was actually smiling and joking around again, which warmed me to see. Robin instantly pulled up Tinder to see if she could find who it was.
“What’s going on here?”
I looked through my fingers, tears springing to my eyes. Jackie was in a wheelchair being pushed by her mum. The others screamed in shock and joy as I nearly fell to my knees in relief. She was pale, her face had the pinched look on her face from pain, but she was smiling her stupid fool smile.
“Jackie, are you feeling?” I asked, my voice tight with emotion.
She took my hands into her own as I knelt in front of her. “Tired and super sore, that’s for sure. But I guess the wound wasn’t as deep as I thought. I think they said it was mostly shock. Anyway, can’t swim until the stiches come out. Even then, I suppose to take it easy. I’m done competing for the year.” Although she said this all in an even voice, her hands were shaking in mine.
“I’m so sorry to hear that, Jackles,” I said, squeezing her hands. Tammy, who was basically crying on Jackie’s head muttered the same thing. The other girls came over and gave their sympathies too, as Emma spoke to Jackie’s mum quietly away from everyone else.
Eventually, Jackie’s mum said it was starting to get a little too overwhelming for Jackie, so they said goodbye and wished us luck for the year. I was really glad that Jackie was out of the hospital, even if it felt a little early to me. I had a feeling she left before she was supposed to. The wound was bleeding a lot when I found her, it even soaked through a towel. Or maybe my eyes were playing tricks on me in the middle of a crisis, who knows. Still, it was nice to know she was doing okay.
Emma had spoken to the team after that, saying that she wanted us to give Jackie some space once she came back. Apparently, she was having nightmares about the situation and was grieving the loss of her season really hard. We all agreed to keep it cool, and Emma left to go catch Andrew and Coach Jacob before they left to let them know.
After that, I left the AC to grab a bite to eat. The pizza place that sold big slices was only a quick minute walk down the street, so I swung by there first before heading to the library. I waved to Eileen the librarian before heading downstairs to where the older records were.
I took my usual table and pulled out my laptop, getting all set up when my phone buzzed. I swiped at the screen and read Loryn’s stupid “Have fun on your date! ;^)” text. I rolled my eyes, smirking a little as I sent her a snarky text back.
I slipped my headphones on, opened my iTunes and clicked on Death by Rock and Roll by the Pretty Reckless to get my night started. Taylor’s sultry voice rumbled in my ears as I opened Firefox and quickly got to work.
The first thing to do was figure out if there were other strange things that happened. I already had a couple of dates, so I did the easiest one first, 2007. I opened the library database and looked for the newspaper section, typing in some keywords. The trick to finding what you needed was only selecting a couple of keywords for the search engine to look up. Bingo. There was an article posted in the student paper about oozing walls being reported by some student named Sadie Franklin. I read it over, jotting some notes down. According to an update, it was chalked up to a faulty pipe bursting. A simple explanation for something strange happening. Just like Jackie’s situation.
Next, I looked to see if anything else happened in the same year. The only other thing that was out of the norm was a student died at the end of the year in an apparent accidental death. The police report that was released said his blood alcohol levels were way above normal and suggested that he must have slipped off the roof when he was goofing off with his girlfriend. Curious, I searched around to see if something strange happened in the town itself. The only thing that stood out was a weird power outage on April 25th. No one discovered the reason behind it, most believing it was just faulty wiring.
Faulty wiring, huh? I leaned back, crossing my arms as I stared at the screen. Faulty wiring wouldn’t cause a town wide power outage, would it? That definitely didn’t make a ton of sense. I got up from my desk and raced upstairs to print off a copy of the article. I tapped my student card against the printer to open up my account, clicked on the doc, and printed it off. I also had sent a copy of the student papers with the oozing wall article and the follow-up to be printed off as well. Once that was done, I went back to the basement to continue searching. But not before I bought a chocolate milk from the café.
Slipping my headphones back on, I unpaused my music as I pulled up a new tab. I wanted to do a quick comparison from 1995. I read through a few different articles until I could feel my eyes watering, but I still kept looking. There was a lot of work to do, but it needed to be done. Finally, something caught my eye. It was published in October of ’95. One of the students claimed hearing a strange voice coming from a classroom in Harper, and when she went to go look into it, there was no one in there. Apparently after that, the door locked on her and the classroom got completely trashed. She claimed it wasn’t her, but no one believed her. She had to pay for the damages, and she quietly left school after that.
“Pretty interesting, Kimberly Stanford,” I muttered to myself as I wrote down her name. I wondered if it would be possible to meet up with her, or at least give her a call. She might have something relevant to share.
The next thing I did was look up obituaries from 1995. I first looked around the same month that Jamieson Harris had died in, April. I combed through them all and no young people had died at that time. So, I worked backwards, hoping to catch something. I yawned as I read through the obituaries of those who died in March and February, but nothing was showing up.
I was so caught up in my work that I never noticed that someone had walked over to my table until I felt someone tap my shoulder. I jerked in surprise, pulling my headphones off. I whipped around and saw Ally standing there looking very guilty.
“Lyn, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to spook you,” she said awkwardly. She held up a tray of drinks. “I thought maybe you’d want some company? I texted you but I guess you didn’t see it.”
“Oh, it’s all good, no worries,” I said shakily. I took one of the drinks with a thanks and took a sip. The taste of chocolate hit my tongue and I smiled as I felt the warmth fill my belly. “Take a seat.”
Ally smoothed her skirt and sat down beside me. Her fingers brushed the top of my paper pile. “You’ve been busy,” she commented.
I nodded, leaning into my hand. “That’s all from 2007. I was working my way through some stuff from ’95 when you popped in.”
Her eyes skimmed the printed off article as her lip curled into a frown. She gently put it back and pulled her own notebook out. She shuffled closer to me so she could show me what she had written down. I could see that it was the same story, albeit with more detail.
“Where did you get this?” I asked as I turned the page to read the rest.
She shifted uncomfortably in her seat, tucking her hair behind her ear as she did. “I spoke to Jamieson.”
I paused for a second, taking in the impact of that statement. I looked over to see that her face was screwed up in worry, waiting for me to respond. Our eyes connected and for whatever stupid reason, I blushed. Loryn’s words were bouncing around my head. I smiled gently and placed my hand over hers.
“Ally, it’s cool. You already told me that you could see them and stuff, right? You don’t have to be worried about me ditching you or anything.”
Relief flooded her eyes, and it just occurred to me that they were a really pretty colour of hazel. She smiled back, pink faintly dusting her cheeks. “Thank you, Lyn. I- it means a lot to me.”
My heart was thudding loudly as we continued to make eye contact. Finally, I looked away awkwardly. “Yeah, no worries. I’d n-never do something like that to anyone, you know?” I laughed with embarrassment. Why was I getting so flustered? Was I the one who said I barely knew her? God, Loryn can never ever learn about this.
I picked up the notebook, regretfully pulling my hand off of hers. “Okay, so you talked to this guy. What he says kinda matches up with what I found.”
Ally was watching me with a curious expression before she nodded. “Except for the part where someone pushed him off. He didn’t fall by accident, he was murdered.”
A chill went up my spine. “Right, yeah.” I skimmed through her writing and nodded when I saw it. I reached over and grabbed my own notebook to show her I had the oozing wall note too. We read over the two different accounts, and I wrote down Sadie’s name too. Maybe we wouldn’t be able to get in contact with her, but it was worth a shot.
I showed Ally what I had been working on before she got here. I explained that I was looking to see if anyone died during that year as well. I showed her the account of Kimberly Stanford and how no one believed her story. Ally opened her own laptop and I showed her where to find the obituaries. We sat side by side looking through them together. The only sound was the tapping of our fingers as we scrolled down and our breathing.
I was aware of how late it was getting. The library was going to close shortly. Finally, I found one. A young woman died in ’95 in November, right here on campus. The way the obituary was written made it sound like a suicide. I sat up excitedly, grabbing Ally by the shoulder. I showed her what I found, and I grinned at her.
“Looks like we’re building ourselves a case here.”
“But why?” Ally asked thoughtfully as she read over the death of Amelia Turner. “The dates are so far apart, so who is killing students?”
The lights flickered overhead, before going on. We both froze, our breathing going very shallow. Just as sudden, the lights flared back to life. Ally and I looked at each for only a second before we quickly packed up our things. We were sure as hell not sticking around after that.
I took the stairs two at a time, trying to get my heart under control. I waved goodbye to Eileen as we left. The sky was clear tonight, the clouds of the miserable day finally gone. It was strangely peaceful after the sudden power shortage. I offered to walk Ally back to her res, which she agreed to gratefully.
We walked quietly back, both lost in our own thoughts. I just couldn’t believe that students were murdered on the very campus that we were currently living on. There was a very big possibility that the person who murdered Jamieson Harris and Amelia Turner was still here. That was scarier than anything else. Did that person attack Jackie too, or was it really a ghost?
“Lyn,” said Ally quietly, knocking me out of my head. I looked down her, but she was staring forward.
“Yeah?”
“Thank you,” she said softly. “I never had a lot of friends growing up. I always felt like I couldn’t connect to them because I was always hiding a part of myself away. Maybe it’s not a big deal to someone like you because you just seem so self confident but having someone who not only believes in me, but also is willing to step out of their comfort zone just to help me means the whole world. You’re so kind and cheerful and I just…you make me feel safe.”
I said nothing as I listened. When she was finished, I reached down for her hand, clasping it in my own. She looked up at me, and I smiled softly.
“You don’t have to thank me for being your friend, Ally. I’m like, super lucky to meet someone as cool as you,” I said. “I knew after that tour that we were going to be friends. Sure, you talk to dead people and that’s kinda weird, but that doesn’t make you some unapproachable freak. You’re funny, sweet, and like, super caring. I don’t know anyone else who would be looking into the murder of a ghosts just because some girl they didn’t know got hurt. Honestly, that’s pretty amazing to me.” I reached up and tugged at my ear in embarrassment. I didn’t mean to go off like that.
There was a silence between us before Ally wrapped her other arm around me. I blinked in surprise before I gave her a one arm hug back. We stayed like this for God knows how long. It was…comfortable. Ally’s body warmth felt nice and calming. She rested her head on my shoulder and I resisted the urge to put my chin on her.
It was only after that the cold was too much for us that we stopped. Ally smiled at me ruefully before kissing the back of my hand.
“Night, Lyn.”
“Good night, Ally.”
I watched her walk into MacGavin, waving at her when she looked back. I didn’t leave until I was sure she was safe inside. Then I slowly walked back to Lukas, my hand tingling where Ally had kissed it.
I totally had a crush on Ally.
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SLYTHERIN: “In politics as in life, what is known is not necessarily what is believed, what is shown is not necessarily what is seen, and what is said is not necessarily what is heard.” –Kathleen Hall Jamieson (Dirty Politics)
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