Saturday, 27 October 2018

The Maze Master!







Here's a pick from The Digital Comic Museum for you to lose yourselves in.....The Maze Master from Ace Comic's Baffling Mysteries #20, dated Jun 1954....











Thanks to Tigger for uploading the original scans!


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Friday, 26 October 2018

Cinema Of Stuff Presents....Santo vs The Blob / Santo vs. The Killers From Other Worlds






Some more Mexican Movie Madness comes to the Cinema of Stuff, as we present the 1973 cult classic, Santo contra los asesinos de otros mundos, or Santo Vs The Killers From Other Worlds, known by some as Santo Vs The Blob!





Thursday, 25 October 2018

The Mirror Of Death!



Here's a little something to reflect on, from Avon Comic's Diary of Horror one-shot from 1952!

(As always, click to go big!)









With thanks to uploader Astrp3 who put up the original scans over at the Digital Comic Museum!


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Son Of Gruesome Games - Part 2 - Dracula!


For today's Gruesome Games post, I thought I'd take a look at a few more games featuring old fang-face himself, Dracula, as he seems to be in enough games to fill a decent sized crypt! 




Dracula (Intellivison) :



Hmm, I think this is the first Intellivision game I've covered on the blog! It's not the first I've played, as I have the Intellivison Lives! compilation for PS2....This game from 1983 however, isn't on that compilation, which is a shame, as it has very quickly become my favourite game on the system, and should be included in such collections to show what it can do!





As Dracula, you wake up from your crypt in a modern (well, 1980s,) town feeling a bit peckish, and decide to wander the streets looking for a snack. Being late at night, there are a few people wandering around, but most are locked up safely in their houses, and so Drac has to knock on their doors to wake them up and scare them out into the street so he can nibble their necks!

A certain number of people have to bitten before Dracula can return to his crypt, and with dawn fast approaching, he'll need to be quick! But the people don't make it easy, running around all over the screen as you chomps your fangs trying to get at them.




Obviously, having a vampire running around town soon alerts the attention of the local police force, and so you have to avoid these coppers as they fling stakes at you, which freeze you when they make contact, making it trickier to reach your goal before dawn. You do have the ability to turn some of your victims into zombies, who will slow attack the police to help you out, but these are controlled by a second player, so I wasn't able to use them to much effect when I was playing.

Once you've drained the target amount of townsfolk of blood, you can race back to your crypt, but this is made slightly more difficult by a white wolf who seems intent on catching you! Luckily, by turning into a bat you can move much quicker and try to escape...but being a bat attracts hungry vultures, and if they catch you, they try to drag you off screen, and that'll end the game!




It's all the little touches in this game that make it stand out from a lot of the other Intellivision games I've played. The night-to-day sky turning slowly orange to let you know time's running out, the eyes peering out of the windows to let you know what houses have residents hiding in that you can scare out, the thunder being a second after the lightning, the animation of Dracula waking up in his coffin...it's just been put together really well, and is definitely worth sinking your teeth into for a go or two this Halloween!


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Dracula Unleashed (PC) :



Another game from when the future looked set to be Full Motion Video next, and this 1993 game from Viacom actually uses it to really good effect, or at least it seems to from what I've played so far, having only started playing a few days ago!





Taking place 10 years after the events of Bram Stoker's novel, the game has you play the part of Alexander Morris, brother to Quincy, who (spoilers!) died at the hands of the evil Count! Moving to London after receiving an odd letter from a Romanian priest telling him he should investigate his brother's death, Alexander meets and falls in love with a young girl, Annisette, and also becomes a member of the Hades club, of which his brother was a member. A series of grisly murders start occurring, and soon Alexander learns of his brother's role in helping to defeat Dracula, the fiend who might be responsible for these new killings...


You'll spend a huge amount of time watching the cutscenes in this game, so a word of warning....you can cut through the cheese with a knife! The acting is pretty terrible, but nowhere near as terrible as some of the accents attempted by the actors...especially the cab drivers! It is so terrible it's amazing though, so it's not too much of a problem, and the atmosphere created by the scenes and the music gives it a nice cult-B-movie feel!


When you're not enjoying the terrible acting, you'll be looking at exteriors of buildings, or looking through your notes. Clicking the cab at the edge of each screen lets you select an address to move to, which will trigger another cut-scene. During these scenes you might receive or discover items, and to trigger events and move the story along, you'll need to be holding these items when you enter an area, or you won't get the correct response from whoever you're visiting.

You select the items via an icon-driven system, that also allows you to check your journal, save the game, change options and get advice on how to play from Van Helsing, which is handy if, like me, you're missing the instruction manual.




Playing without a guide can be tricky, as its sometimes not very apparent where you need to be going next, and not having the correct item in your hands at a specific time can get you really stuck. But again, the atmosphere makes playing this worthwhile! The old newspaper reports are especially accurately portrayed (something I can say with some confidence given my latest blog writings!) and really add to the feel of being in Old London town! 




I'm not too far into the game, so have yet to see anything too scary, although there's enough in here to warrant a Certificate15 age rating from the BBFC, apparently! It certainly seems to be one of the better FMV games I've played, and you feel a lot more like you're actually playing the game than in something like, say, Night Trap! Talking of which, this game is also available on Sega CD, so if you can find it for that I imagine it'll be just as good, only with slightly worse video! And its also available on interactive DVD too, so all you need is a DVD player! But it's definitely one you should hunt down, if only to experience a pretty good attempt at a Dracula sequel!



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Dracula - Crazy Vampire (Gameboy Colour) :



Now here's an odd thing....an officially licensed Universal Studios game based on Dracula, but made all kid friendly for young kiddie types to play on their Gameboy Colors! And it looks pretty good! Unfortunately, there are a few issues that frustrated me enough to stop playing after a few attempts.......





You start the game as Dracula once more, having no idea where to go or what to do, but eventually stumble across a witch, who tells you that some chap called the Grand Inquisitor has arrived at the castle, and seems to be set to put an end to your fang-filled-fun! She then sends you off to find some ingredients for a potion that will help you....






However, with absolutely no in-game map and a level layout that makes everything look the same, you'll find yourself wandering around, covering the same ground, looking for these ingredients but having no idea what they actually are!

Firing bats at human enemies will allow you to suck their blood and recover some health, but the amount of dogs on the first level that attack you and don't allow health recovery will soon have you ending up as an ex-vampire. It's a shame, as the graphics, music and everything are all pretty good, but the lack of any clue as to where to go or what to do means you'll more than likely give up after a few tries....oh well, at least the game over screen looks nice!

If anybody has any ideas as to how to progress in this game and thinks I'm completely wrong about it, let me know in the comments, and I'll give it another shot, but for now, I'd say if you haven't played it, you're not missing much!




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There's a few more Dracula games I've got in my 'to-play' list, so we'll take a look at those later! Come back to the blog later today for another comic post though, as I'm planning on doing one of those too.. and you should know by now to click the badge below to find more crazy-crypt-keepers taking part in the Countdown! 






Wednesday, 24 October 2018

Spook Sightings Of Yester Year - No.10 - Spring Heeled Jack (Part 2)




Was at college yesterday, and didn't get back until quite late, so I'm now a day behind in my posts...I'll make up for that with a couple of posts tomorrow, but in the meantime, it feels about right to carry on with the 2nd part of the Spring Heeled Jack articles....



(From The Lincolnshire Guardian And News, dated Saturday, November 26th 1864)


THE SKIRBECK GHOST. - 

During the past fortnight the whole of the neighbourhood between Main-ridge bridge and Tuxford's foundry has been kept in a state of considerable agitation by a silly report that a ghost, popularly known as "Spring heeled Jack," had made it's appearance in the neighbourhood. The more timid portion of the inhabitants have been so frightened that they will not cross their thresholds after nightfall ; and every evening large mobs of men and boys, many armed with guns and pistols, perambulate the district for the purpose of shooting the intruder.

We need scarcely say that all these efforts are in vain ; when the ghost is wanted, it never appears. The most remarkable tales are current respecting the tricks of this wonderful "Spring heeled Jack," who is currently reported to spring across the river when chased. We believe that the whole affair has been set afloat by some practical jokers, who must be highly amused at the sensation their stupid tricks have caused. If one or two of the leaders could be well whipped, or sent to the treadmill for a short time, it would be no more than they deserve. they may rest assured, that if caught practising these foolish tricks, they will receive Lynch law.



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(From The Observer, dated August 15th 1868)

SPRING-HEELED JACK.-

The Marquis Of Waterford, at that time a wild young scapegrace about town, was supposed to be the chief of a band of rioters who nightly perpetrated these silly tricks, and others a great deal more vicious. perhaps the last and most series piece of foolery which was attributed to him (though quite without evidence), was the impersonation, by some extraordinarily active fellow, of a mysterious being who became widely know as Spring-heeled Jack. this individual, who was said to be closely masked, and attired in a dress made of some sort of shaggy hide, was seen in places so far apart at such remarkably short intervals, that while some people believed there was a company of jokers acting in concert, others associated the dreadful apparition which went along the road, or over fields, hedges, and ditches in a succession of tremendous leaps, if not with the enemy of mankind himself, at least with some sub-diabolic agency.

Who Spring-heeled Jack was has not been discovered, and it was never divulged. He was no robber, for though he frightened a good many people almost to death, and was once seen leap clean on the roof, if not over the roof of a cottage, he never assaulted anybody for the purpose of stealing. He was always silent, too, and always alone. He disappeared as he had come, for the new police were too many for him, and the watchmen were fast being superseded both in London and the suburbs. - Casell's Magazine.


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(From The Dundee Evening Telegraph, dated Tuesday, April 12th 1877)

SPRING HEELED JACKS AT ALDERSHOT. 


A curious story comes from Aldershot. For some time past the sentries on two outlying posts have been frightened to death by the appearance at night of two spectral looking figures. These figures, glowing with phosphorous and otherwise alarming to the superstitious, are in the habit of suddenly manifesting themselves, making tremendous springs of ten or twelve yards at a time, and upsetting the wretched sentry before he has been able to collect himself sufficiently to oppose earthly arms to his ghostly visitants. The latter do him no bodily injury, contenting themselves with upsetting the poor man, after which they mysteriously disappear. So great has been the panic that it has been found necessary to post double sentries, and these have lately taken to loading with ball. It is supposed that the alarm has been caused by two practical jokers, provided with powerful springs to the heels of their boots.



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(From The Illustrated Police News, dated Saturday, November 3rd 1877)


SPRING-HEELED JACK JUMPING ON NEWPORT ARCH.

[SUBJECT OF ILLUSTRATION.]

A CORRESPONDENT sends us the following account, together with a sketch, of a scene at Newport :-
"For some time past," says our contributor, "the neighbourhood of Newport, near Lincoln, has been disturbed each evening by a man dressed in a sheep skin, or something of the kind, with a long white tail to it. The man who is playing this mischief has springs to his boots, and can jump a height of 15 or 20 feet. The other night he jumped upon a college, and got into a window on the roof, and so frightened the ladies that one has not yet recovered the shock. Some other people were so much frightened by this object, that every night a large mob of men, armed with sticks and stones, assemble and attempt to catch him, but to no avail.

The nuisance became so great that two men got guns out, and chased him. The picture represents him jumping up the Newport arch, a very old Roman building built in 45 A.D. ; as he was jumping up he was shot at, but so tough is the hide e wore, that the shot did not penetrate it, and running over the house tops on the other side he escaped, but soon appeared in another part of the town. He was again chased, and as he was running on the wall of the new barracks was shot at by a publican, but the shot did not appear to take effect. He has also done other tricks, and which we think worthy of a picture in the POLICE NEWS."


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(From The Dundee Courier and Argus, dated Monday, November 4th 1878)


"SPRING HEEL JACK" AT COLCHESTER.-

With the removal of the 3d Battalion ^0th Rifles from Aldershot to Colchester, "Spring-heel Jack," whose vagaries at the former place excited considerable attention, seems also to have changed his quarters, and the garrison at Colchester is now in a state of excitement over his escapades. The principal scene of his operations is the Abbey Field, where he has visited several lonely sentries, all of whom he has frightened, and two so seriously that they are now under treatment in the garrison hospital, it being feared that the mind of one is completley unhinged. It is stated that the sentries are to be doubled.


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(From The Swindon Advertiser, dated Saturday, December 14th 1878)

"SPRING HEELED JACK." -

Co-incident with the publication of the public annuals with their thrilling ghost stories, considerable excitement has recently been caused at the east end of the town of Reading by the alleged nocturnal appearance of a ghostly visitor, who, from the wonderful leaping propensities with which he is attributed, is familiarly known as "Spring Heeled Jack." The most marvellous tales have been told of the antics  in which he has indulged, the stories causing great alarm amongst the more timid and superstitious inhabitants of the locality.

The rumour is supposed to have been first circulated by a foolish old woman who declared that she had seen someone jump out of the road and over a high wall. the rumour soon spread, and as it passed from mouth to mouth gradually resolved into a most circumstantial account of the personal appearance of the spectre, and of his doings. there was in reality not the slightest truth in any of the reports, but many people believed that someone was playing a practical joke, and went in search of the perpetrator armed with thick sticks, but the ghost discreetly remained invisible. Amongst other things it was stated that Mr. Farmer, the lodge keeper at the Cemetery, chased "Jack" round the Cemetery, and in doing so had hurt himself by falling over one of the tombstones, but like the rest of the story, this was also without foundation.



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(From The Lancaster Gazette, dated Wednesday August 23rd 1882)

SPRING-HEELED JACK AT DEPTFORD.

A few evenings since under one of the arches of the South-Eastern Railway, near its junction with the Greenwich Line, a most lonely spot in Woodpecker Lane, leading from New Cross to Rotherhithe, a person was observed enveloped in a sheet, which passed over a lighted lamp on his head, in imitation of the celebrated"Spring-heeled Jack" who was such a terror for children in the suburbs of the metropolis many years ago. Upon being approached, however, by some men he prudently disappeared, his evident intention being to frighten women and children.


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(From the pages of The North-Eastern Daily Gazette, dated Sunday January 28th 1884)


" SPRING HEELED JACK " IN DARLINGTON. 

For some days the wildest rumours have been afloat in Darlington regarding some mysterious being who has been playing antics in the ghost line for nearly a week. First he was seen in Neasham-road, then he paid a visit to Eastbourne, and latterly he has honoured Rise Carr with his presence. It is said that he is on a visit to various towns in the North. From a simple ghost he has developed into a kind of supernatural being. He can stride several yards at a time, leap hedges and walls like a greyhound, and one person actually declares that be has darted across the Tees at Yarm ! 

At any rate, what- ever he may be, the result is that in Darlington women and children scarcely dare to move out at night. Owing to the nervous condition of several timid females in Darlington our representative there has been led to make some enquiries concerning the "Ghost," and as the result we can assure all those who are in trepidation on the subject that the wild rumours now afloat have more existence in the imaginations of persons than in real life. The most difficult thing our representative had to do was to find any person who had really seen the ghost. After about an hour's inquiry he at last found the man he sought. This was Thomas Nellis, a workman at the Bridge Yard, Neasham-road. Nellis informed him that on going down Neasham-road he distinctly saw a man in white standing near Mr Tree's gate. 

On Nellis saluting him he received no answer. "Nellis at once walked up, and the ghost took to his heels. He thinks the white part of the performance is either produced by a light or white sheet. At any rate the moment Nellis approached the white disappeared, and he distinctly saw in the dusk a man about six feet high. He chased him down the field, but the ghost was very fleet of foot, and by the time they reached the bottom Nellis was forty yards behind. 

Nellis is of opinion that the man is assisted in running by some mechanical apparatus fixed to his boots, enabling him to take strides of immense length. One thing he is certain of— viz., that it is a man, so that it is to be hoped that this announcement will dispel the fears of those persons who are in terror of a visit from the Eastburn apparition. The ghost is not yet in the Darlington police cells, as currently reported, although it is ex- pected he soon will be.

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(From The Supplement To The Manchester Courier, And Lancashire General Advertiser, dated Saturday, 16th August 1884)


SPRING-HEELED JACK.

It is now nearly half a century since the inhabitants of London and its suburbs were kept in a constant state of terror by a man who, under various disguises, would suddenly appear before the unsuspecting pedestrian, and, after having nearly frightened the traveller out of his or her senses, would as suddenly disappear with terrible bounds, leaving the impression upon his affrighted victim that his Satanic Majesty had condescended to pay him a visit in person. Evening was the time generally chosen by this eccentric character for his exploits, and doubtless there are as many living who can recollect the pang of fear that shot through their hearts when, leaping from some dark corner, out of a doorway, or over a hedge, he stood before them.

Who this singular being was, or what the true object of his escapades, can only be left to conjecture, as he was never captured ; certain it is that robbery was not the motive, for he was never known to take a single coin from his victims, even when fright had rendered them an easy prey, nor did he often practise any other degree of cruelty beyond scaring them, which, however, was quite sufficient, as in some instances the sufferers never thoroughly recovered the shock to their nerves.

The only surmise to his identity that was ever hazarded was that he was the Marquis of Waterford - then famous as a ringleader in all that savoured of fun and frolic - but not a shadow of proof could be ever adduced in support of this theory. the more general belief appears to have been that there were several persons concerned in the affair ; that they were members of high families, and that the cause of their pranks was abet of three thousand pounds that they would procure the death of not less than thirty human beings, apportioning them with nice discrimination as follows : Eight old bachelors, ten old maids, and six lady's-maids, and as many servant girls as they could, trusting that by depriving them of their reason they would accelerate their deaths. This is, of course, incredible, but the chief clerk of the Mansion House Police-court, in a letter to the newspapers, said it was so reported to a committee that was formed by the Lord Mayor for the purpose of tracking and prosecuting the scoundrels.

It was in the latter end of 1837, at Barnes, that the ghost made its first appearance in the shape of a large white bull, attacking several persons, more particularly women, many of whom suffered most severely from this fright. At East Sheen, in the form of a white bear, the alleged spirit carried on similar gambols. His ghostship then extended his operations to the town reknowned for "maids of honour," and in the course of a few days all Richmond was aghast at the tales of women being frightened to death and of children being torn to pieces by him. The search after the unearthly visitant was here becoming too warm for him, and he shifted the scene of his labours to Ham, Kingston and Hampton, at which latter place he was seen, clad in armour of brass, with spring shoes, and large claw-like gloves, but being hotly pursued he scaled the walls of Bushey Park and vanished. Teddington, Twickenham, and Hounslow all had stories to tell of his appearance, and in Sion Park, the seat of the Duke of Northumberland, many and fearful were the injuries said to have been inflicted by him. At Isleworth a carpenter was seized at eleven o'clock at night, and most unmercifully beaten by the ghost, who was attired in polished steel armour, with red shoes, &c. It must be noted what an exceedingly varied wardrobe this sprite must have had, rendering it very difficult, one would think, for him to move, with such extensive properties, with alacrity from place to place.




The neighbourhood of Uxbridge was the next scene of his pranks, and he approached the metropolis through Hanwell, Brentford, and Ealing, in which last place he was seen in steel armour, striking terror into the inmates of the various schools located there, and frightening the blacksmith of the village so completely as to force him to keep his bed in consequence of the shock he sustained. At Hammersmith he found a determined opponent in the shape of a valorous laundress, to whom he appeared in the form of an immense baboon, six feet high, with enormous eyes, and eyes of an extensive length ; and, in strict keeping with is animal appearance, he grunted like an hyena. This courageous woman, after an ineffectual attempt to avoid her uncanny visitor, determined to give him battle, and flew at him with such fury that he was glad to give up the contest. Even the royal precincts of Kensington Palace did not escape from his visits, children having seen the unearthly being dancing by moonlight on the Palace Green, and ever and anon scaling the walls of the royal forcing-houses.

In consequence of the panic attending these exaggerated stories, the police had strict orders to investigate their truth, but were unable, in the majority of cases, to trace any person who had really seen the apparition. that their was mischief afoot, however, was clearly shown by the applications at the Mansion house and other police-courts for protection.

At Peckham he caused the greatest alarm (judging by a letter to the Lord Mayor, from a resident there), appearing in a new character, as a spectre, and scaring out of her senses, amongst others, an unfortunate servant-girl who opened a door to him ; and the writer also said that seven ladies had been reduced to the same unhappy state through fright at the awful apparition. Letters poured into the Mansion House from all parts of London, showing how universal was the terror which had been inspired by this masquerading miscreant. Several persons, more especially women, were injured  bodily in many instances by the claws with which he appears to have armed his hands, and, if one writer may be believed, several deaths on the south side of London had been caused by the shock his appearance had given. A letter from St. John's Wood stated that for a whole fortnight that neighbourhood had been favoured with Spring-heeled Jack's attentions ; he sometimes appearing as as bear, and sometimes clad in mail. This correspondent asserted that the bet, which was supposed to be the cause of these pranks, was that the monster should kill six women in some given time.

That his appearance was calculated to upset even the stoutest-hearted must be admitted, for the Lord Mayor himself, though much inclined to be sceptical, acknowledged that he had been given to understand, on undoubted authority, that in the vicinity of Forest Hill, where he resided, one of the female servants of a gentleman who lived near his house had been terrified into fits by the sudden appearance of a figure clad in a bear's skin, which, upon being drawn aside, exhibited the human body, with long horns - emblematical of Satan himself - clad in a suit of mail.

The "ghost" did not disdain to avail himself of material means of conveyance occasionally, as is shown by a letter to the Morning Herald, January 16th, 1838, from "A Resident on Paddington Green," who stated that he had seen, close to his house, a figure clad in white, closely pursued by two men, and, after a smart chase, this matter-of-fact apparition jumped into a cabriolet, and was driven out of the reach of his would be captors.

A committee was formed at the Mansion House in January, 1838, for the purpose of receiving subscriptions, and to decide upon the best means of capturing this uneasy spirit, and of visiting it with the punishment it so richly deserved.

In sending a donation of £5 to the fund, a gentleman reading at Dulwich wrote that his daughter was lying in a very dangerous state, having been nearly deprived of her senses by the sudden appearance of a figure enveloped in a white sheet and blue fire, which had met her on her return home from a friend's house ; others equally testified to injuries received at the hands of the hobgoblin. A reward of £10 was offered for the apprehension of the heartless scoundrel, but unhappily it completely failed in its objective, and the perpetrator of this ghastly "joke" continued to be at large.

thinking, perhaps, he had done as much harm as he desired in other parts of London, for a whole month Spring-heeled Jack devoted himself to disturbing the peace of mind of the dwellers in the East End of the metropolis, the neighbourhood of Bow being particularly patronised by him. One gross outrage came before the police magistrate at Lambeth-street, and caused considerable attention.


(*These next two paragraphs are almost word for word copied from newspaper articles in part one, so you can safely skip these two if you've read that...DPF *)


A young lady, named Alsop, living with her parents in the vicinity of Bow, stated that at about a quarter to nine o'clock on the evening of February 21, 1838, she heard a violent ringing at the front gate of the house, and on going to the door to see what was the cause she saw a man standing outside, of whom she inquired what was the matter. the person instantly replied that he was a policeman, and said, "For God's sake bring me a light, for we have caught Spring-heeled Jack here in the lane." She returned into the house, and brought a candle and handed it to the man, who was enveloped in a large cloak. the instant she had done so, however, he threw off his outer garment, and, applying the lighted candle to his breast, presented a most hideous and frightful appearance, and vomited forth a quantity of blue and white flame from his mouth, his eyes resembling red balls of fire. From the hasty glance which her fright enabled her to get at his person, she observed that he wore a large helmet, and his dress which appeared to fit him very tight, seemed to her to resemble white oil-skin. Without uttering a sentence he darted at her, and, catching her partly by her dress, and the back part of her neck, placed her hand under one of his arms, and commenced tearing her clothes with his claws, which she was certain were made of some metallic substance. She screamed out as loud as she could for assistance, and by considerable exertion got away from him, and ran towards the house to get away from him. Her assailant, however, followed, and caught her on the doorstep, when he again used considerable violence, tore her neck and arms with his claws, as well as a quantity of hair from her head ; but she was at length rescued from him by one of her sisters. Her story was fully corroborated by her parents and sisters, and her injuries, which were very considerable, bore unmistakable testimony to the truth of the assault.

Another example of the ghost's playful ways in the east End of London was shown by a statement made before the magistrate at Lambeth-street Police-court, March 8th, 1837, by a Miss Scales, who deposed that as she and her sister were walking in Limehouse about half-past eight in the evening, on coming to Green Dragon Alley they observed some person standing in an angle of the passage. She was in advance of her sister at the time, and just as she came up to the person, who was enveloped in a cloak, he spurted a quantity of blue flame right in her face, which deprived her of her sight, and so alarmed her that she dropped to the ground and was seized by violent fits, which continued for several hours. this individual was described as tall, thin, and of gentlemanly appearance, and carried in front of him a small lamp, similar to those used by the police ; he did not utter a word, nor attempt to lay hands on the young woman, but walked away in an instant.






One evening near Lord Holland's gate at Kensington, a gaunt figure, accoutred like Don Quixote, and covered with spikes, was seen striding along the road, and after staring in the faces of some labouring men, disappeared in an instant. these men, it is said, went into a beer-shop in the vicinity, and then relating what they had seen, went again to the place where the figure had appeared, in expectation of its return. However, they did not meet it, but they saw an uncouth monster, having the shape of an enormous baboon, playing its antics beneath some trees which overhung the road. As they approached, the creature sprung up on the branches and disappeared, Spring-heeled Jack, of course, being credited with this mysterious occurrence.

Hackney was favoured with an extraordinary vision of this many-shaped intruder on the public peace, for he appeared, so the story runs, in the shape of a lamp-lighter walking on his head and hands, and carrying his ladder between his feet, to which was suspended a lantern of large dimensions, amply lighted. and this curious creature, on being approached, somersaulted so high that those who saw it were utterly astonished. But this, surely, is rather more than even the most credulous ought to be expected to swallow, and the story must have been manufactured to feed the public taste for the marvellous.

Another glimpse of him was had on the road to Woolwich, when a blue flame issued from his mouth, and a girl who witnessed it fell into fits. his dress on this occasion is described as that of a gentleman, with the somewhat startling addition of a wide strip of scarlet down the back of his coat. Being pursued, he sprang over the fence as usual, and was out of sight in an instant. Still lingering in Kent, he was found the following night at Dartford, where he was clad in a bear-skin, and amused himself with the mischievous trick of putting out the town gas and leaving the streets in darkness. The ubiquity of the fellow was something wonderful, and tended, of course, very much to enhance his fame ; no sooner was he heard of in Kent than he turned up in Hampstead Heath, springing over the furze-bushes and somersaulting over the gravel-pits.

So numerous were the tales told of Spring-heeled Jack that a good many must be supposed to be true ; whilst, on the other hand, great allowance must be made for credulity, some people not being content with the marvellous as they find it, but being only too happy to add thereto. As a final specimen of the nonsense circulated about his appearance, perhaps the following is the best. A wonderful sight, it was said, was witnessed on Primrose Hill one evening. On the summit appeared a huge figure of a man, in a flame of pale blue ; it then assumed the bulk of a massive elephant, then of a windmill in full operation, and lastly, in lessening its dimensions, it became a large ball of snow, which rolled down the hill, and escaped further notice. What Spring-heeled Jack had to do with this dreadful appearance is not at all clear, but it was attributed to him nevertheless, such was the hold that he had obtained over the public mind.

Whether too much attention was beginning to be paid to him with a view to his capture, or whether his love of mischief had died out, cannot be told, but certain it was that nothing was known publicly of this singular being after April 1838, having kept London in a ferment of excitement and terror for about six months. the foregoing are only a few of the stories, veracious or otherwise, that were related of him, space not permitting any more detailed account to be given. - All the Year Round.



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But as we know, Spring Heeled Jack was far more active after 1838 than the last article would have us believe, and, indeed, would continue to remain active for the remainder of the 19th century, and even into the 20th!

And so that means that there's even more articles to come in an unexpected third part of this Spook Sighting special, which you'll find here in the coming days before Halloween! So keep an eye out for that....

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Monday, 22 October 2018

Spook Sightings Of Yester Year - No.9 - Spring Heeled Jack (Part 1)





For more than 100 years, a mysterious, mischievous and sometimes brutal character preyed upon young ladies who dared to wander in the dark, first in London, and then all over Britain, tearing at them with large claws, leaping away with seemingly supernatural ability and spewing flames like he had crawled up out of the pits of hell itself!

Or perhaps, maybe, someone came up with a good yarn, and for decades people decided to copy it when trying to freak people out, either for a good old chuckle or more nefarious plans....maybe even a slightly more famous London Jack took his name from this decades old ghost when he went on his murderous rampage?

Whatever the case, I decided to look up Spring Heeled Jack in the British Newspaper Archive, and found a huge amount of stuff..so much in fact, that this is a two-parter Spook Sighting, and slightly lengthier than usual!

Here then, is the first part...the next will appear later in the week. Just as soon as my eyes and fingers have recovered from all this researching, transcribing and correcting! Enjoy! ;-)


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(From The Northampton Mercury, dated 13th January 1838)

THE AMERSHAM "SPRING HEELS" AGAIN

-Mansion House, Monday.- The Lord Mayor said that he had received a letter upon a subject the odd nature of which had induced him to withhold it from the public for some days, in the expectation that some statement might be made through a source of indisputable authority relative to the matter of which it treated.
The following is the letter :-

"To the Right Honourable the Lord Mayor.
"My Lord, - The writer presumes that your lordship will kindly overlook the liberty in which he has taken in addressing a few lines on a subject which, within the last few weeks has caused much alarming sensation in the neighbouring villages within three and four miles of London.
"It appears that some individuals (of, as the writer believes, the higher ranks of life), have laid a wager with a mischievous and fool-hardy companion (name as yet unknown), that he durst not take upon himself the task of visiting many of the villages near London in the three different disguises of a ghost, a bear, and a devil ; and moreover, that he will not dare to enter gentlemen's gardens for the purpose of alarming the inmates of the house. the wager has, however, been accepted, and the unmanly villain has succeeded in depriving seven ladies of their senses. At one house he rang the bell, and on the servant coming to open the door, this worse than brute stood in a no less dreadful figure than a spectre, clad most perfectly. The consequence was that the poor girl immediately swooned, and never from that moment has been in her senses; but on seeing any man screams out most violently, 'Take him away!'.  There are two ladies (which your lordship will regret to hear) who have husbands and children, and who are not expected to recover, but likely to become burdens upon their families.

"For fear that your lordship might imagine that the writer exaggerates, he will refrain from mentioning other cases, if anything, more melancholy than those he has already related.






"The affair has now been going on for some time, and strange to say, the papers are silent on the subject. The writer is very unwilling to be unjust towards any man, but he has reason to believe that they have the whole history at their fingers' ends, but through interested motives are induced to remain silent. It is however, high time that such a detestable nuisance should be put a stop to, and the writer feels assured that your lordship, as the chief magistrate of London, will take great pleasure in exerting your power to bring the villain to justice.
"Hoping your lordship will pardon the liberty I have taken in writing,
"I remain your lordship's most humble servant,
A RESIDENT OF PECKHAM."


The Lord mayor, on reading the account, observed that, as our friends on the other side of the Atlantic were in the habit of saying, if was "extraordinary if true." In his opinion it was not calculated for this meridian of London, but if any trick had been practised by fools, he had no doubt that the vigilance of the police might be depended upon to prevent annoyance. It appeared to him that the letter, which was written in a very beautiful hand, wasthe production of a lady who might have been terrified by some bugaboo into this mode of obtaining retribution at the hands of the Lord Mayor; but as the terrible vision had not entered the city, he could not take cognizance of its iniquities.

A gentleman stated to his lordship that the servant girls about Kensington and Hammersmith and Ealing told dreadful stories of the ghost or devil, who on one occasion was said to have beaten a blacksmith, and torn his flesh with iron claws,a nd in others to tear the clothes from the backs of females. Not one of the injured people had been known to tell the story; perhaps they did not live to tell it.

The Lord mayor believed that one of the seven ladies who had lost their seven senses was his correspondent. he hoped she would do him the favour of a call, and he would have an opportunity of getting from her such a description of the demon as would enable him to cath him, in spite of the paid press and police.


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(From The Morning Advertiser, dated 30th January 1838)


THE SUBURBAN GHOST AGAIN.

Since Wednesday night last a good deal of alarm has prevailed among the more nervous portion of the inhabitants of Alfred Street, Stepney, and its vicinity, owing to the alleged appearance in that neighbourhood of the ghost, who has for some months past been playing his melodramatic and pantomimic gambols to the great terror of respectable unprotected females and gossiping servant-maids.

The report in question originated with Mary Snowden, a girl of 15 years of age, who is in the service of Mr. Armstrong, a highly respectable gentleman residing in White Cottage, Alfred Street, Stepney. She states that on Wednesday night, about eight o'clock, she was sent of a message by her master, and on her return home, and just as she reached the wall of Mr. Beaumont's cemetery, she heard the scream of a female, and on looking in the direction from whence it proceeded she saw the figure of a tall man with a white sheet folded about him, a bright brass helmet with a plume of feathers on his head, and his arms covered with some sort of skin, which terminated in large claws. Two men, whom she believed to be policemen, as they had long dark coats and white gloves on, were one on each side of this strange figure, and it was her impression at the time that they had taken him into custody, as she heard a boy, who stood a short distance off in the Ben Jonson's-field, exclaim "Oh, Long-heeled Jack, you're caught at last." She then, she said, heard the ghost, as she termed him, speak to the men on either side and tell them that they might have what they liked, or words to that effect, if they did not bring him before the public. She then, she says, ran home as soon as she could and related what she had seen to her mistress as soon as she had an opportunity. She has since been frequently questioned on the subject, and she still declares that her statement is perfectly correct, though it has not been corroborated in any particular. It is but justice, however, to say, that Mr. and Mrs. Armstrong place the utmost reliance on her veracity, and believe the whole of her statement to be perfectly true.





The girl, whose appearance is exceedingly artless, has been examined by one of the inspectors of police, as the character of the force is somewhat involved in her statement, but she was unable to give a further description of the two men on each side of the ghost,, than that they had long dark outside coats, and white gloves on. She was pressed particularly as to whether she did notice their hats, and whether they were glazed on the top or not, but her replies were, that she did not particularly notice them, and that she could not speak one way or the other. She was also questioned as to whether she had read the ghost story recently published in the newspapers, and she declared she had not, nor had she heard anything about it. she was further asked if she had been to the theatre lately, or witnessed any dramatic performance which might have led her to fancy the ghost story, and she declared that she had never been to a theatre, or seen a play in her life.


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(From the Globe, dated 22nd February 1838)


LAMBETH-STREET.- THE GHOST AGAIN. - 

Mr. Alsop, a gentleman residing in Bearbine-lane, a lonely spot between Bow and Old Ford, accompanied by his three daughters, waited upon Mr. Hardwick, gave the following particulars to an outrage committed on one of them.

Miss Jane Alsop, a young lady of 18, said that at about a quarter to nine the preceding night she heard a violent ringing at the front gate of the house, and going to the door saw a man standing outside, of whom she inquired what was the matter and requested he would not ring so loud. The person immediately replied that he was a policeman, and said, "For God's sake bring me a light, for we have caught Spring-heeled Jack down the lane." She returned, brought a candle, and handed it to the person, who appeared enveloped in a large cloak, and who she at first believed to be a policeman. The instant she had done this however, he threw off his outer garment, and applying the lighted candle to his breast, presented a most hideous and frightful appearance, vomited forth a quantity of blue and white flame from his mouth, and his eyes resembled red balls of fire. From the hasty glance which her fright enabled her to get at his person, she observed that he wore a large helmet, and his dress, which appeared to fit him very tight, appeared to resemble white oilskin. Without uttering a sentence, he darted at her, and caught her, partly by her dress and the back of her neck, placed her hand under one of his arms and commenced tearing her gown with his claws, which she was certain were of some metallic substance. She screamed out as loud as she could for assistance, and with considerable exertion got away and ran towards the house to get in. Her assailant, however, followed her, and caught her on the steps leading to the hall door, when he again used considerable violence, tore her neck and arms with his claws, as well as a quantity of hair from her head; but she was at length rescued by one of her sisters. Miss Alsop added that she had suffered considerably all night from the shock, and was then in such pain from the injury done her and the wounds and scratches afflicted by the miscreant about her shoulders and neck.

Miss Mary Alsop, a younger sister, said that on hearing the screams of her sister Jane she went to the door and saw a figure as above described, ill-using her sister. She was so alarmed that she was afraid to approach or render assistance.

Mrs. Harrison said that hearing the screams of both her sisters, she ran to the door, and found the person before described dragging her sister Jane down the stone steps from the door with considerable violence. She got hold of her sister, and by some means or other, which she could scarcely describe, succeeded in getting her inside the door and closing it. At this time her sister's dress was nearly torn off her; both her combs dragged out of her head, as well as a quantity of her hair torn away. The fellow, notwithstanding the outrage he had committed, knocked two or three times at the door, and it was only on their calling loudly for the police from the upper windows that he left the place.

Mr. Alsop, who appeared very feeble, said he and Mrs. Alsop had been laid up for weeks past with rheumatic affection, so as to be scarcely able to get up out of bed, but such was the alarm the night before that the both got out of bed; he managed to get down stairs, and found his daughter with her clothes torn, with all the appearance of having received most serious personal violence. Mr. Alsop said it was perfectly clear there was more than one ruffian connected with the outrage, as the fellow who committed the violence did not return for his cloak, but scampered across the fields, so that there must have been some person with him to pick it up. In conclusion, Mr. Alsop said he would most willingly give a reward of ten guineas for the apprehension of the miscreant.

Mr. Hardwick expressed his surprise at the outrage, and said no pains should be spared to bring the perpetrators to justice.


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(From The Bell's Weekly Messenger, dated Sunday March 4th, 1838)


SUPPOSED CAPTURE OF THE MISCREANT "SPRING HEEELED JACK." -

For some time past numerous complaints have been made to the police of Islington, by respectable Individuals, of a fellow of rightful appearance attacking their daughters, and taking indecent liberties with them; and in several instances some young ladies have been exceedingly terrified. A description was taken of his person, but the wretch escaped the vigilance of the police until Tuesday night last, when he followed a Miss Simmons and several other young women in a by-thoroughfare in the above neighbourhood, and acted towards them in a most disgusting manner. they ran away greatly alarmed, but the miscreant pursued them, and dogged them until their screams alarmed Wray, of N division, who pursued him, and eventually overtook him, when he made a violent resistance, but he was secured and taken to the station house, where he gave his name James Priest, a blacksmith. His countenance is forbidding and his appearance generally deformed, and calculated to excite terror in females. On Wednesday morning he was brought to Hatton-garden, when he was recognised as having been several times before in custody for similar conduct, and once committed to the house of correction and hard labour for three months. Mr. Rogers expressed his indignation at theprisoner's conduct, and regretted that the law did not empower him to send him for 12 months, or that he pillory was done away with , as he deserved severe punishment. He now committed him for three months and hard labour in the House of Correction.







The notoriety this miscreant has obtained seems to have had the effect of making many silly young men take upon themselves to enact the ruffian in a small way, considering it something clever to frighten women and children out of their wits, under the belief that "Spring-heeled Jack" was attacking them. Only a few nights since a respectable married woman, living in Carey-street, Lincoln's-inn, was passing along the south side of Lincoln's-inn-fields, when a fellow in a huge cloak suddenly appeared from behind one of the gates of the College of Surgeons, and clasping her round the waist, enveloped her in the folds of his cloak. The woman was terrified and struggled to get away, when the ruffian said, "It's of no use struggling. I am Spring-heeled Jack." She then screamed loudly, and the fellow ran away, after giving her a tremendous blow on the mouth with his clenched fist. On Thursday night a genteely dressed man went into the White Lion public-house at the corner of Vere-street, Clare Market, and called for a glass of rum. Mr. Came, the landlord, was from home at the time, and his sister, Mrs. Hiams, was within the bar, and served it; she perceived something strange in the manner of the man, who averted his face and held a pocket-handkerchief up to it. On a suddenhe said, "Young woman, you don't know ho I am, I suppose - I am Spring-heeled Jack," and drawing forth a "self-protector" from his coat pocket, aimed a desperate blow at Mrs. Hiams, who fortunately avoided it, and called loudly for assistance - the man then darted out of the house and escaped.



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(From The Morning Post, dated Wednesday 7th March, 1838)

LAMBETH-STREET.- THE GHOST, ALIAS "SPRING-HEELED JACK" AGAIN. -

Yesterday Mr. Scales, a respectable butcher, residing in Narrow-street, Limehouse, acccompanied by his sister, a young woman, eighteen years of age, attended before Mr. Hardwick, and made the following statement relative to the further gambols of "Spring-heeled Jack."

Miss Scales stated that on the evening of Wednesday last, at about half-past eight o'clock, as she and her sister were returning from the house of their brother, and while passing along Green Dragon-alley, they observed some person standing in an angle in the passage. she was in advance of her sister at the time, and just as she came up to the person, who was enveloped in a large cloak, he spurted a quantity of blue flame right in her face, which deprived her of her sight, and so alarmed her that she instantly dropped to the ground, and was seized with violent fits, which continued for several hours.

In reply to the questionsof Mr. Hardwick, Miss Scales said that on approaching the individual she thought it was a woman, from the head-dress being apparently a bonnet, or something of that description, but she was afterwards satisfied that it was a man. He appeared to her to be tall and thin, but her sister, who was with her, could give a more accurate description of this person, as she had a better opportunity of noticing him; but she was not at home when the officer called, else she would have attended.

Mr. Scales said that on the evening in question, in a few minutes after his sisters had left his house, he heard the loud screams of one of them, and on running up Green Dragon-alley he found his sister Lucy, who had just given her statement, on the ground in a strong fit, and his other other sister endeavouring to hold and support her. She was removed home, and then he learned from his other sister what had happened. She described the person to be of tall, thin, and gentlemanly appearance, enveloped in a large cloak, and carried in front of his person a small lamp or bull's eye, similar to those in possession of the police. On her sister, who was a little before her, coming up to the person, he threw open his cloak, exhibited the lamp, and puffed a quantity of flame from his mouth into the face of her sister, who instantly dropped, and such was the effect of the light upon her eyes that she had to cover them with her hands for an instant or two, when she went to the assistance of her sister. She also stated that the individual did not utter a word, nor did he attempt to lay hands on them, but walked away in an instant. Mr. Scales remarked that it was not a little singular that one of his sisters had been reading a newspaper, a few minutes before they left his house, the account under the head of his office, of Spring-heeled Jack, when he remarked that it was not likely that this personage would come to his neighbourhood from the fact of there being so many butchers residing in it, and the account so far from alarming his sister appeared to have a different effect. Mr. Scales then handed in a certificate, of which the following is a copy:-

"This is to certify that, on Wednesday, the 28th ult., I visited Lucy Scales, of Week's-place, Limehouse, who was suffering from hysterics and great agitation, in all probability the result of fright.
CHARLES PRITCHEL, Surgeon
"18 Cock-hill, March 6, 1838."

A respectable female, who said she was attracted to the spot by the shrieks of Miss Scales, corroborated her statement as to her being on the ground in a strong fit.

Lee, the officer, observed that no place could have been better adapted for such an act as the spot selected, as persons could be seen at a considerable distance approaching it on both sides. He (Lea) had seen some experiments tried at the London Hospital on that morning, and was satisfied that light like those described could be produced by blowing through a tube in which spirits of wine, sulphur and another ingredient were deposited and ignited.

Mr. Hardwick remarked that the description given by the parties of the individual favoured the opinion that those disgraceful outrages were committed by the same individual and not by several.


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(From The London Gazette, dated 23rd November 1839)

SPRING HEELED JACK CAUGHT. - 

For some considerable time past great consternation has been depicted in the countenances of the timid portion of the inhabitants of Dover from various reports in circulation that Spring Heeled Jack, or some other monster in human shape, had appeared to several females in the town, towards whom he had conducted himself in a way that does not admit of specific details. A French gentleman, just come over from Calais, hearing of the treatment the Dover ladies had received, expressed the same sentiment to our reporter- " By gar, sare, you non parles of de tails." 

So great has been the shock produced upon several persons, that they are at present under medical advice. The description given by the parties who had seen the monster was, that he was a totally black fellow, with a red jacket on; and that after appearing to them, he vanished into some dark corner or passage. On Tuesday evening, however, about twelve o'clock, the secret of this affair was brought to light. 

The demon appeared to Mr. Cole, one of the police officers, while on duty on the Pier ; who being possessed of rather stronger nerves than the ladies, took the monster into custody, and gave him a night's lodgings in the station house. Early the next morning the rumour being afloat that Spring Heeled Jack had been taken, and was confined in the station house, large numbers flocked round the doors, to ascertain who this supposed infernal spirit could be. The excitement continued to increase as the moments rolled round, till about ten o'clock ; when Jack was escorted up to Mr. Kennett's office for examination in the robes he had been taken in, amidst some hundreds of spectators ; indeed, the scene presented the appearance of a fair ; and many were the conjectures who could be the individual in custody.

The dress worn was a short red jacket and light blue frock coat, such as used by Merry Andrews at fairs ; the head was decorated by a woman's nightcap, and an old piece of black crape for a veil, which wholly hid the face ; and the legs adorned with a piece of fine muslin trousers, scolloped on the edges, with a substantial pair of leather boots.

Upon unveiling before Mr. Jennings, the individual gave her name as Kate Adams. Upon being called upon to explain her present dress and situation, she declared she was not the genuine monster, and that she had never before dressed herself up in such a ridiculous manner. She assigned as a reason for doing so now that her brother Jack had just returned from sea ; and taking a very foolish fancy into her head, she intended to have a lark with him. She would go down upon her knees and beg a thousand pardons, and ever give Mr. Jennings her best thanks, if he would forgive her this once ; she would promise faithfully and honestly never to do so again. No proof being advance that she was the person who appeared on former nights to the inhabitants, although her dress corresponded with the reports in circulation, Mr. Jennings dismissed the case, after a severe reprimand for her folly.


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(From The Western Times ; Exeter, dated Saturday 27th March, 1847)


TEIGNMOUTH
EXTRAORDINARY CASE. - "SPRING HEELED JACK"

The town was greatly excited on Monday, in consequence of the "spring heeled Jack" investigation, before the magistrates. Our readers recollect that a delinquent of this genus has occupied himself during the winter,in frightening and annoying defenceless females, some of whom have been rather roughly handled. The police having been on the alert for some time, suspicion fell on a Captain Finch of Shaldon ; a man of alleged ill health, and apparently sixty years of age, about the last person that could have been suspected. He was summoned before the magistrates, on Monday last, at the Court House ; C. Kelson, Esq., and L.V. Palk, Esq., being on the Bench. 

Louisa Heard was the complainant. Mr. Tucker of ashburton, appeared for her ; and Mr. Jordan, clerk to Mr. Whidborne, attended for defendant. Mr. TUCKER in opening the case, said, it was not only difficult but most painful for him ; his client belonged to the humblest rank, and the defendant, Captain Finch, had been considered highly respectable. Should he not succeed in establishing the charge, the effect of the girl's evidence might prejudice her through life ; should he succeed, the moral character of one who had hitherto moved as a gentleman would be blasted. He had two charges of assault to prefer. his client, the servant of Miss Morgan, a lady living in Macfarlen's Row, Bitton road, had been twice assaulted in January, between nine and ten at night, by a man disguised in a skin coat having the appearance of a bullock's hide, skull cap, horns and mask ; and the alarm had produced serious fits. The magistrates would judge whether or not the party was Captain Finch : from the following evidence :-

Louisa Heard, servant to Miss Morgan, first saw defendant in Mr. Pike's shop in Fore-street ; he tried to engage her attention, calling her a "pretty little dear." She noticed his white hair and mustachios, and considered it an insult. In the evening, told Margaret Toby, her fellow servant, who said a manof the same exterior had accosted her, calling her " a pretty black-eyed girl!"  their description corresponded exactly with defendant. On the evening of Jan. 7, on her return from chapel, she saw a man on his hands and knees, who appeared like a cow ; she went to drive it away ; and he jumped up, and said he would have something to eat. She said she had nothing to give him ; and he said, "Then I'll have you," but she escaped frightened. On the 27th of Jan., returning from an errand to Dr. Walker's, witness saw him again, with the same dress ; but the mask was not over his face, but on his neck ; she saw his face, and recognised his voice ; could swear positively it was Captain Finch ; he tried to catch hold of her, but she escaped and had since had fits. Margaret Toby corroborated her evidence. Walter Palmer lived at Mr. Musgrave's, grocer, Bank-street. Went to Shaldon twice a week to take orders ; called weekly at defendant's, and knew him well ; saw him at eight o'clock on the Tuesday evening after Christmas day on the bridge, near the lamp, dressedin a skin coat, skull cap, and mask ; swore positively it was Capt. Finch.  Robert Gilpin, living with Mr. Willcox, grocer, in Wellington Row, saw him so disguised near the Adelaide Inn, on the bridge, at nine o'clock the same evening, and they had words about his frightening witness's boy, and obstructing the cart.  Dr. Walker stated he received a note from Miss Morgan on the date stated by Heard.

In defence, Captain Finch said he suffered from aneurism of the heart ; he was incapable of exertion ; never left his house after four or five o'clock ; had never seen the girls before ; was never on the bridge after dark ; was confined to bed for several days about the time. One of his servants mad a statement to that effect ; on the 30th January she knew he had been ill several days, Captain Stephenson called on that day, which she "knew by the almanac." A boy in his service made the same statement ; master did not put on his boots for a week. Mrs. Holdrine, keeper of the bridge gate, had never seen defendant pass after 4 o'clock, or after dark ; did not know her husband had. John Taverner the ferryman, never took defendant across after night. This old fellow, quite a character, "knowed his own business" he said. Robert Heard who was called, said he knew nothing of the matter, but Lieut. O' Reilly,of the coast guard, said Heard had told him his daughter did not know who had insulted her. Mr. Proctor, in whose service the girl was formerly, was called as if to damage her character ; but declined to influence the Bench by referring to anything unconnected with this case ; the audience applauded him therefore. In reply to Mr. Jordan, he said her mother wished her to leave his house, under the plea of ill health. Captain Hall was called to prove that Gilpin was "generally beastly drunk." Several other witnesses having been examined, Mr. KELSON summed up very ably, he expressed pain at finding an old soldier guilty of such an assault ; but there was no material refutation to complainant's evidence. He fined him 17s for each assault. Defendant thanked the bench for their impartiality ; the case lasted from one to half past seven in the evening. 



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