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Welcome to a Scotland Then episode. In this episode, I'm
going to tell you about some of the stories that
made the headlines back in December eighteen eighty three. Well,
firstly because it was December and Christmas was looming as
it is now too, there were adverts in the Evening
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Gazette for best priced sales on well fed ducks, turkeys
and geese, as well as Christmas Fat Stock Cells, which
was an annual sale of fat cattle, sheep and pig.
So everyone was really getting into the Christmas spirit. As
many of you may know by now, I'm from Open
and when I was growing up there, the railway station
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was a huge, beautiful, distinct blue and white building with
a lovely old clock tower. It's sadly long since been demolished,
but it was really beautiful. While I found a way
snippet in the Evening Gazette on the tenth of December
eighteen eighty three saying that the station buildings at Open
had a narrow escape of being blown up by gunpowder
when four barrels of blasting gunpowder were left outside the
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Gentleman's waiting room right under a gas lamp for almost
three hours unbeknownst to those using the waiting room, and
the porters and fishermen who used the waiting room to
get out of the cold and wet were light and
smoke a pipe or cigarette there too. Eventually it was
realized that the barrels contained gunpowder and they were removed,
but a local contractor was taken into custody before being
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released without charge when he told the story of how
an new By quarry had run out of blasting material
and the barrels were in transit to the quarry, having
first somehow been placed in the gentleman's waiting room at
the train station. Not a bit of an oversight there,
but I'm certainly glad it didn't get blown up before
I got to see it, although I'm sure a few
changes had been made to it between eighteen eighty when
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it opened to when I lived in open Another story
that caught my eye as it was talked about over
five full columns in the Weekly Scotsman on the fifteenth
of December eighteen eighty three, was a destructive gale that
had caused rerex loss of life and houses to be
blown down, amongst other things. Nowadays we all accept about
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of turbulent weather and storms. However, this gale back in
eighteen eighty three was described as being the most violent
storm that has been experienced for many years, with winds
at its height gusting at approximately seventy miles per hour
or one hundred and twelve kilometers per hour and fifty
pounds per square feet and streetch just how bad that
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storm was, A storm four years prior measured at thirty
pounds per square feet of wind, and it was enough
to cause the t Bridge disaster, resulting in the railway
bridge collapsing completely and killing everyone on board, which to
date still remains the second deadliest rail accident in Scottish history.
But the December eighteen eighty three storm was almost double
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the strength again, with the destruction, whilst most severe on
the West coast, also reached the east, including there being
scarcely a house along the Ayrshire coast which had not
suffered from the furious storm, Tugs and vessels being forced
ashore and smashing to pieces, with a young boy aboard
and a captain of the tug being washed overboard and
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sadly dying. About eleven miles in from the Ayrshire coast,
a building collapsed and an engineer inside was killed. Further north,
about ten miles west of Glasgow, a building's chimney collapsed
and injured six people. Further west, again there was great
destruction to ship being reported at Greenock and the death
of a man, and in Glasgow itself, considerable damage was
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done to property, including the gable end of at least
one house falling in through the house's roof and seriously
injuring the four occupants. On the northeast coast of Scotland,
the Murray Firth was reported to be running very high
and two ships were wrecked there, but thankfully the crew
were all rescued. Further north at Fraserborough, ships were reported
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to've gone ashore or required assistance to be able to
safely get into port. The storm also caused great destruction
to properties all over Scotland, with the vast stretches of
plantations and several the states having been leveled. There was
also disruption with a telegraphic service throughout most of Scotland,
with communication between Scotland and England being entirely interrupted for
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a day due to wind, at times blowing with hurricane force,
and the telegraph wires been broken The damage continued throughout Scotland,
with it being reported that house roofs were stripped and
chimney can were broken, and tiles, slates and lead were
strewn across streets and houses and shot windows were blown in.
Large trees in Bulburne, Bulgone and Balfour woods were torn
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up by the roots and roads were blocked from wind
tossed trees and areas in Aloa were completely saturated and
rivers flooded due to the rainfalling in Torrents. The extensive
article goes on to mention in detail so many more
areas and destruction that the storm seemed to have caused
to every part of Scotland, including parts of the new
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double track tay Bridge that was under construction being blown down. Now,
it's always nice to have a wee windfall now and again.
But mister Campbell, who was employed in Bell's Hill in
Glasgow as a clothier, was shocked when he received a
letter from a lawyer in Queensland, Australia. Mister Campbell's brother
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had moved to Queensland twenty years prior in eighteen sixty
three to start a new life, and the two brothers
had eventually lost touch with a pair, not having had
contact for many years. And so mister Campbell was said
when the letter he received from a Queensland lawyer told
him that his brother was dead. However, the shock of
hearing about his brother's death soon turned a surprise and
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then delight when he found out that his brother had
done really well for himself over in Queensland and had
left him his estate, which included one thousand acres of land,
six hundred livestock and eighty horses, as well as the
buildings on the land, which amounted to between eight thousand
and ten thousand pounds, which in today's money would be
about eight hundred and twenty two thousand pounds to over
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a million pounds and just over a million dollars to
over one and a quarter million dollars. I wonder what
mister Campbell and his family did with the money, or
maybe they even moved to Queensland to start a new
life for themselves. What would you have done if you
received that kind of windfall. A story that caught my
eye in the Open Times from the fifteenth of December
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eighteen eighty three was titled Ornaments from melon Seeds. Melon
seeds to most would either be used to produce more
plants or just throw away. However, in Scotland in eighteen
eighty three, melon seeds were used to make imitation gold
ornaments for ladies to wear ornaments such as necklaces, bracelets
and ear rings, although they were called ear drops back then.
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The concept originated in the Cape, where large quantities of
knickknacks using melon seeds were manufactured. The melon seeds were
first cleaned and any blemishes removed when they naturally displayed
a golden hue before being pierced at either end and
then finished off by being dipped in saffron water, with
the article saying that by daylight the golden imitation ornaments
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look good, but by artificial light they look perfect. Would
you be pleased if you'd been presented with a melon
seed necklace to wear? The following stories all came from
the front page of the Weekly Scotsman, and the fifteenth
of day December eighteen eighty three, there was a whole
column dedicated to tragedies and fatal accidents that had taken
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place in the previous week, including a James Hall being
shot in the face in Greenock when he playfully slapped
a Henry Ramsey on the back as he was aiming
his gun and about to fire. A number of men
and lads had decided to spend their Saturday at a
shooting gallery, no doubt, having a few drinks and a
good laugh, and it was as Henry was about to
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take a shot that James decided that that would be
a good time to playfully slap him on the back.
But Henry got a shock and instantly turned round still
with his gun aimed, and accidentally discharged his weapon into
James's face, with a bullet entering one of his eyes
and shattering it as well as breaking the bridge of
his nose. James was taken to hospital and underwent an
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operation the following day, but his shattered eye had to
be removed. His friend, Henry, handed himself into the police station,
but it doesn't say what the outcome for Henry was,
but on this occasion it was an accident and thankfully
James survived. The next four stories were fatal accidents when
in Motherwell involving a train, one near Blantyre to do
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with working in the coal pits and one near Shreven
and another near Jedburgh to do it with a horse
and wagon. We heard in a previous Scotland then how
train safety had not been the best back then, when
a guard had jumped down to manually uncouple the trains
while the train was still moving and he had fallen
and the train had gone over his leg, with a
leg being amputated. While this story is very similar other
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than in this case, nineteen year old Daniel, who was
a brakesman and who resided in Motherwell, didn't survive. Daniel
had jumped off a train to shift a railway point
again with a train still moving, and he had been
standing close to the track allowing the train to pass
when he fell forward onto the rails and the train
passed over him. It was said that he would have
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been killed instantly, so working on the train seemed to
have been a really deadly career back then. The next
fatal accident happened at Pit number four at Blantire Collieries
when pony driver William Mackay, who was only fourteen and
a half years old, had called at pitfour to tell
the men down the mine that it was coming up time.
As he waited for the men, he kicked a few
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pieces of coal that were lying on the ground before
noticing a loose piece of coal protruding from the coal face,
and so he pulled it loose, which was enough to
dislodge two stones weighing two hundred weight, which is about
one hundred and two kilograms from the coal face. William
was knocked to the ground and landed in a sharp
piece of coal lying on the ground, possibly one he
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had been kicking absently, which penetrated his skull and killed
him instantly. On the same day as this, about eleven
miles south near Strevin, thirteen year old Neil McNaught was
driving his horse and cart, which was filled with limestone,
to the nearest mine when he lost his balance when
trying to unfasten the horse's tail chain and fell across
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the rail. Now I don't know much about horses and carts,
but apparently this was not good at all, as this
caused his right leg to almost be severed from his
body and his left ankle and foot were fractured. Neo
had to have his right leg amputated, but sadly he
died two hours later. The final fatal accident took place
at Whitburn, about twenty four miles north of Jedburgh, following
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a party of gentlemen, having spent the day shooting in
the moors. One of the gentlemen was thirty five year
old George Johnston, and on the return journey he was
seated in a horse drawn carriage along with the Marquess
of Lothian's gamekeeper, when upon reaching a bridge over a burn,
the horse got spooked and shied away, causing one of
the coach's wheels to come into contact with a stone
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by the side of the road and destabilizing the carriage,
causing the two occupants to be violently thrown out. While
the gamekeeper and coachman sustained only slight injuries, George sustained
two broken legs in a fractured skull, and he slipped
into n consciousness, sadly never regaining consciousness and dying the
following day. And now finally something to lighten the mood.
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I found this poem in the Aloha Circular on the
twelfth of December, and it brought a knowing smile to
my face. It's called the Old Man in the Wood.
There was an old man who lived in a wood,
as you may plainly see. He said he could do
more work in a day than his wife could do
in three. If that be so, the good woman said,
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I hope you will allow that you should stay at
home today while I go follow the plow. But you
must milk the bridled cow, for fear she should go dry.
And you must feed the little pig that lives within
the stye. And you must watch the speckled hen lest
she should lay astray. And you must wind the spool
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of yarn that I spun yesterday. The good woman took
her stick in her hand and went to follow the plow.
The old man took the pail on his arm and
went to milk the cow. Whoa ho, Tidy, lo, hol, Tidy,
My little cow stands still. If I ever come to
milk you again, it will be against my will. But
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Tidy hinged, and Tidy flinched, and Tidy whisked her tail,
and Tidy soon gave such a kick the milk flew
out of the pail. He went to feed the little
pig that lived within the stye. He hit his head
against the beam and made the blood to fly. He
went to watch the speckled hen, but she had laid astray,
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and he quite forgot the spool of yarn that his
wife spun yesterday, so the old man at last was
forced to confess when his wife came home at even
that she could do more work in a day than
he could do in seven. So that's just some newspaper
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stories from his emb eighteen eighty three, but there were
so many stories that I just couldn't tell you. If
you're interested in finding out more but what happened in
the past. The website I use for research is the
British Newspaper Archive, and while I pay a subscription because
I use it a lot, there are over four million
free to view pages. The cover not just Britain, but Ireland,
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Scottish Murders dot com. I hope you enjoyed this week's Scotland.
Then from eighteen eighty three. A new Scottish Murders episode
will be released next week, and this time it won't
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be such an old case, but from nineteen sixty six,
with the unsolved murder of a well known man about
town in Edinburgh, with the murder weapon thought of been
a Ford Mustang emblem. So until next time I've been
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