"The Story of Russia" Ex-Library Book from Highland Park Senior High School

Being topical is not my forte. However, being disorganized to the point that haphazardly placed books and ephemera sat next to my research spot(s) eventually become timely is another matter.

As the war in Ukraine rages on I just happened to look over at my book shelf and notice this tome, The Story of Russia by Birger Richard Headstrom, a book on the Romanov sisters and another on Vladimir Putin himself. Seeing as this one has a Detroit-area connection it has relevancy to my research.

On top of that aspect it has the appeal of being a library book with not only a pocket and card but a due date slip and a stamp from the location. There are a few stamps stating that it was an "OVERNIGHT BOOK" which seems like a heavy task for a high school student to tackle in one evening let alone an immortalist.

Being that it was published in 1933 the due dates fall in line with that time period dating from 1938 to 1947. The library pocket card carries the corresponding names of the requester. A few of them are as follows: Lulu Jones, Ted Terzian and Tom Epstein.

And since so many are demanding blood from the Russian empire⁠—something which I think is a tragic overstep in short-sightedness⁠—here is an illustration showing the sacking of Moscow by Napoleon and his troops:

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A Dudley Randall Poem in Milestone 2

I bought this Milestone 2 poetry Magazine at a Livonia estate sale this week. Milestone was the literary publication of Wayne (State) University and this second issue dates to 1949. While I don't recognize most of the names, Dudley Randall was both a nationally known poet and the librarian for the Wayne County General Hospital at Eloise via the Wayne County Library System. The poem featured is The Southern Road which was a revised version of the completed poem from 1948 that h as a handful or two of word differences between the two. I don't know if Randall edited the poem for later collected works editions or earlier but this link features it in its likely final form in 2009. Neither version particularly enchants me but the block print in the magazine is an added bonus.

A Cabinet Card of a Dead Man Lying in Repose From Wayne Photographer Susan Doolittle

The City of Wayne, Michigan was not a large village at the turn of the 20th century so it stands to reason that there wasn't a glut of photographers practicing their trade there. As such, the 3 cabinet cards and carte de visites that I own represents roughly a quarter of the early ones. Considering that the wives of Frank Hickok and William Corlett, first Village President of Wayne, took over after Frank's death in 1892 the list grows smaller beyond those two families. Had I snagged the Doolittle dead man cabinet card I'd be even that much more Wayne-rich in photographs. Speaking of Susan Doolittle, of whom I have learned very little about, it is interesting to note that Wayne had three women photographers in an era oft dominated by men in that very field. This photograph of a corpse is a startling example of her work.

Frederick Soop: Not An Equal Opportunity Restraunteer

Detroit Free Press , March 28, 1890 If you don't want to hear a racist tale of a suburban namesake then close your eyes now. As early as 1876 Frederick Soop had left his Belleville farm once again, having done a stint at the Hawkins House in Ypsilanti during the Civil War and the City Hotel in Detroit thereafter, and ventured off to Chatham, Ontario to run the Rutley Hotel , which was conducted as a Temperance House. Detroit Free Press , August 17, 1879 In 1879 he was searching for a good restaurant or small hotel to operate. Eventually he ended up on Washington Avenue near State Street running a dining hall which he ran until around 1890. Detroit Free Press , April 16, 1890 It was in 1888 when the aforementioned racial incident occurred at his dining establishment. It was then that William H. Haynes, a black doctor, sat down with his former classmate S. W. Barkwell for dinner. The men ordered but when the food was served none was placed before Mr. Haynes who, ironically, ha...

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