The Schoolmaster’s Assistant aka a new (old) smelly book!

Even though I am a semi-hoarder (okay a card carrying hoarder) of old smelly books, I just can’t stop visiting the websites of my favorite sellers who fuel this addiction! So, a few months ago I stumbled upon, bid and bought this little beauty,

‘The Schoolmaster’s Assistant, being a Compendium of Arithmetic both Practical and Theoretical’ ~ 1797 by Rev. Thomas Dilworth

This book is not pristine by any means, but it is very interesting and very old. I did a little research, and it turns out that this was a very popular math book in Great Britain and America during the mid to late 18th century.  It was apparently brought to Boston by English Schoolmasters and used before, during, and after the Revolutionary War.

Rev. Thomas Dilworth was an English cleric and schoolmaster who not only authored this mathematics book, but was also the author of a popular literacy textbook, “A New Guide to the English Tongue”, that was known to be used and owned by Noah Webster as well as Abraham Lincoln.

After this book’s preface, which is really a letter to the schoolmasters who will teach from this book, there is an essay written by Dilworth entitled, ‘On the Education of Youth, and Essay’. It is humbly dedicated to the consideration of parents.  In this letter he writes about the importance of an education and then he lists some specific instructions (or as he says, some particulars) to the parents about their responsibility in making sure the education given to their children by the schoolmasters has not gone to waste. I am not a teacher, but I’m sure that modern-day educators would totally agree with Dilworth’s “particulars” today!

I will paraphrase (a lot) but here is what he says about education and parents:

1. Constant attendance at school is necessary for a good education.
2. Parent’s should not let their commands go counter to the masters.
3. Parent’s should be aware of their own children’s defects and not expect more out of them than they are capable of mastering.
4. Children should be aware of the scandal in telling a lie.
5. Injustice against their fellow classmates is not allowed.
6. Immoderate anger and a desire for revenge should not be tolerated at home or school.
7. Don’t believe everything your child says about what’s happening at school.
8. They must get used to the little hardships at school to improve their learning.
9. Children aren’t always taught the same friendship, peace and harmony at home that they are taught at school.

I doubt if teachers today can be as forthright with their students’ parents as Dilworth was back in the 1700′s!

But the last few paragraphs of this essay really astounded me and made me really like Rev. Dilworth. He concluded his essay with his thoughts on the “fair sex” which I have included here in its entirety:

While I am speaking of the education of children I hope I shall be forgiven if I drop a word or two relating to the fair sex — It is a general remark that they are so unhappy as seldom to be found either to spell, write, or cypher well : and the reason is very obvious, because they do not stay at their writing schools long enough. A year’s education in -writing is, by many, thought enough for girls, and by others it is thought time enough to put them to it, when they are eighteen or twenty years of age, whereas by sad experience, both these are found to be the one too short a time, and the other too late. The first is a time too short, because, when they are taken from the writing school they generally forget what they learnt, for want of practice : and the other too late because then they are apt to look too forward, imagine all things will come of themselves without any trouble, and think they can learn a great deal in a little time ; and when they find they cannot compass their ends as soon as they would, then a very little difficulty discourages them : and hence it is that adult persons seldom improve in the first principles of learning as fast as younger ones. For a proof of this, I ap peal to every woman, whether I am just in my sentiments or not. The woman who has had a liberal education this way, knows the advantages that arise from a ready use of the pen ; and the woman who has learnt little or nothing of it, cannot but lament the want of it. Girls therefore ought tobe put to the writing school as early as boys, and continued in it as long, and then it may reasonably, be expected that both sex es should be alike ready with their pen. But for want of this, how often do we see women, when left to shift for themselves in the melancholy state of widowhood, (and what woman knows that she shall not be left in the like situation ?) obli ged to leave their business to the management of others, sometimes to their great loss, and sometimes to their utter ruin ; when, on the contrary, had they been ready at their pen, could spell well, and understand figures, they might not only have saved themselves from ruin, but perhaps have been mistresses of good fortunes. Hence then may be drawn the following, but most natural conclusion, “

A man ahead of his time it seems!

There are so many things I love about handling these great old books, the great old covers, the old timey printing, and of course the school boy graffiti!

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I wondered what that smell was!

I came across this Abebooks YouTube video thanks to Neatorama. com.

It explains that lovely aroma which permeates several rooms in my home. I no longer have to make excuses for my aversion to house cleaning or Jasmine…it’s been my smelly old books all along!

Helen Welshimer

You’ve probably never heard of Helen Welshimer

~~I’m not surprised~~

Except for the fact that she was my dad’s cousin, I wouldn’t have known who she was either. Ms. Welshimer was a poet and a journalist and an essayist during the 30′s, 40′s and 50′s. She wrote for a couple of newspapers in Ohio and eventually became a freelance writer with NEA (Newspaper Enterprise Association), where her interviews and articles were syndicated nationwide. She was a contributor to several magazines, including Good Housekeeping and published several books of poetry.

Lost Love

“My heart is listening,
Open and clear,
For somebody’s voice
That I’ll never hear.”

She was accomplished to say the least but unfortunately I never got to meet her. Helen died in 1954 at the age of 53 and I was born a few years later. I’ve always wished that I had gotten to know her because she seemed so glamorous. She was beautiful and talented, a small town girl who left Canton, Ohio to live in New York City and also a bit of a mystery.

Fourteen years before Helen died she came home to Canton and became bedridden, a semi-invalid that never recovered her health. I dare not speculate on what happened to Helen but it was a tragedy that someone so vibrant and young, spent so many years suffering. Helen continued to write but remained at home taken care of by her mother.

My parents owned one of Helen’s books and I’ve recently acquired two others.  When I ordered Shining Rain off of the internet I was astounded when the book arrived and three letters and two Christmas cards fell out.

The original owner of the book of poems must have been a huge Helen Welshimer fan and it seems had written several fan letters to her home in Canton.  Helen, her mother Clara and her sister Mildred, penned responses to the fan letters and the owner of this book stored her treasures amongst its pages.

I am so happy that these letters, written by my family were preserved and that I was lucky enough to be the person that bought this particular copy!  Serendipity!

Here are two links to articles written by Helen during the height of her journalistic career:

http://news.google.com/newspapers?id=YDJBAAAAIBAJ&sjid=g7cMAAAAIBAJ&pg=6342%2C4642958

http://news.google.com/newspapers?sjid=lFUDAAAAIBAJ&pg=3834,2120427&dq=helen+welshimer&id=7A1QAAAAIBAJ

History of the World’s Fair

It was shelf dusting time again! This time I’ve rediscovered this book:

I was so excited when I found this book a few years ago at an antique shop in Pennsylvania.  Like a lot of readers I loved Erik Larson’s book about the Columbian Exposition, The Devil in the White City  So when I found this written history from 1893,  I got pretty excited and of course had to buy it!

Held in Chicago in 1893,  this World’s Fair was created to celebrate the 400th anniversary of Columbus’s discovery of the new world. The Exposition transformed 600 acres of Jackson Park into a small city of over 200 structures, mostly temporary. There were over 26 million visitors during the 6 months the fair was open which is an astounding statistic!  On Chicago Day held in October the one day attendance was 716,881!

General view of the manufactures building

Tiffany's exhibit, manufactures building

The publication date on this book is 1893 so it must have been published shortly after the Exposition’s closing date in October of that same year. It’s incredibly detailed and includes the story of how the Exposition was financed and built, the names of all the people involved, pavilion information and even attendance records.  To be honest it’s pretty dry reading but fascinating none the less. I do wish that it had more photos of the exhibitions and pavilions though. I’ve posted a few of the better ones including this picture of the first ferris wheel!

The Good Ol’ Days?

It was time to peruse my shelves tonight and when I did I found this little 32 page booklet stuffed between two novels. I had forgotten all about buying it umpteen years ago. But I know what must have drawn me to it ~~ this Gibson Girl on the cover.

It’s filled with songs like “Good-Night Ladies”, “Marching through Georgia, “America the Beautiful” and “Old Folks at Home”. I hate to admit it but I knew the tune to about half of these ditties!  And then there are the brief paragraphs on amusements–parlor games really. Things like the Five Senses Game, Charades and The Shopping List Game.

But to me the major amusements of this booklet are the drugstore ads sprinkled throughout. It looks like this booklet was published by S.C. Wells & Co., a manufacture of medicines and household chemicals, and then given out for free to advertise their products.  My copy was given out by Beane’s Drug Store of Gardiner, Maine, sometime at the turn of the century.

Coronet Headache Tablets, Shiloh Cough Syrup and Hammond’s Liniment the King of Cures all have small ads but the granddaddy of everything that ails you is a one all cure-all called CELERY KING. Every heard of it? Me neither!
Here are some of the things Celery King will cure ~~

“Are You Melancholy, Despondent?”     

“Poor Complexion?”     

“How is your Stomach?”    

But this full-page ad is the funniest. You just have to read it for yourself to appreciate it!

Sentimental Journey

I am very sentimental especially when it comes to family. So was my dad. He and I were, and I still am, kind of the keepers of the family “stuff”. You know what I’m talking about~~photos, letters, postcards, baby clothing, school papers and of course books.

And we had a lot of books in the house when I was growing up. My mom was a huge mystery reader and loved Agatha Christie. My dad was more of a non-fiction fan, reading everything related to the Civil War with a few Louis L’Amour westerns thrown in to the mix.

As a kid I always got a huge kick out of the fact that we still had some of my dad’s old school books on our shelves. My pop was born in 1914 and was the second youngest of 6 kids so these books were passed down through several members of his family and are almost 100 years old.

I thought it was hysterical that my dad and his sisters had not only written in these books, but drawn pictures and made comments in the margins, basically all the things that I was told NOT to do to books.  Who knew that kids back in the early 1900′s were just like kids in the 1960′s? That was a revelation to me!

So of course being the sentimental pack rat that I am, I still have a couple of these books on my shelves today. I still get a kick out of the fact that my dear old Dad used these books in school over 80 years ago…even if it was only for practicing his art skills!

I have a confession to make

I have a confession to make….I am a bookaholic.  Books are strewn through all the rooms in our home, on shelves, in boxes, on the floor, in e-book form on my iPad and Kindle…it’s an addiction that I hope from which to never be cured!

Because of the volume of verbiage in my humble abode,  I don’t buy quite as many books as I once did, but this by no means has stopped the flow of new and used books from joining my personal depository.

One of my favorite places online to find a unique title is http://www.shopgoodwill.com/. This is Goodwill Industries‘ version of eBay. Goodwill stores from across the country put items of all description up for auction. I’ve bid on and won several treasures from their antique book section.

This is my latest find, The Congressional Club Cookbook

Even though I’m not the greatest cook in the world, I do enjoy finding unique and unusual cookbooks. I first saw The Congressional Club Cookbook when I was at The National Book Festival in Washington DC last year. The new copy is over $50 and that was just too pricey for me, besides it was a little too big to fit in my suitcase. So, when I saw this like-new 2005 edition on the Goodwill website I just had to bid on it. I was over the moon when I won it for just under $10!

It now has place of honor ~~ it’s on the top of a stack of really good, soon to be read finds!!

Ah, I just love my addiction!

Clubs and Club Life in London

Time again to dust off my shelves~~
Clubs and Club Life in London, originally published in 1872 (my copy is from 1908), has a subtitle that drew me to it ~~ with anecdotes of its famous coffee house, hostelries and taverns from the seventeenth century to the present time.  This interesting book, by John Timbs, was written to preserve the history of these establishments. This is a lengthy book with 508 pages and a large table of contents. It’s page after page of brief synopses of clubs, coffee-houses and taverns from the early 1600′s up until the time of the book’s publication. 

The earliest club mentioned is The Mermaid Club (1603)  which met in the Mermaid tavern and whose members included Ben Johnson, Sir Walter Raleigh and Shakespeare. Apparently wit-combats occurred between Ben Johnson and Shakespeare at this club according to a Mr. Charles Knight, who was a youth when witnessing these exchanges. I too did not know the definition of wit-combat, but from what I can figure out it is a battle of wit using rhyme. I think this is my new favorite word!

The Calves’ Head Club was founded in “ridicule of the memory of Charles I” in the late 1600′s.  Street Clubs were formed in the early part of the 1700′s and were made up “of inhabitants of the same street ; so that a man had but to stir a few houses from his own door to enjoy his Club and the society of his neighbors….the streets were then so unsafe that the nearer home a man’s club lay the better for his clothes and purse.”

Mug-house Club, a political club, was formed in the early 18th century  by gentlemen lawyers and statesmen. This account comes from “A Journey through England” in 1722: “They have a grave old Gentleman, in his own gray hairs, now within a few months of ninety years old, who is their President and sits in an arm’d chair some steps higher than the rest of the company to keep the whole room in order. Here is nothing drunk, but ale, and every Gentleman hath his separate mug, which he chalks on the table where he sits as it is brought in…..the room is always so diverted with songs, and drinking from one table to another to one another’s health, that there is no room for politicks, or anything that can sow’r conversation.”

The Roxburghe Club (1812) was founded from the sale of the library of John, Duke of Roxburghe. The object of the 21 member club was the reprinting of rare and ancient literature, although my book suggests that their dinners were more important to the members than literature. They were known for consuming large quantities of food and drink and partying until the wee hours of the morning. There is a list of “Tostes” (toasts) from their first dinner and by far my favorite is, to “The Cause of Bibliomania all over the World”. I might have to try that one the next time I’m making a toast!

There are so many interesting tidbits in this book that I love to pull it off the shelf from time to time and dip into it. I’m so glad that Mr. Timbs had the foresight to record these facts and anecdotes before they were lost to history.

Celebrating President’s Day!

In honor of President’s Day I’ve decided once again to peruse my smelly book shelves and see what relevant titles I might own. I must admit a moment of guilt always follows these searches when I realize that I haven’t even looked at some of these books since I bought them!  I digress….

So I did manage to find five presidential books on my little book hunt this morning. And because I usually buy books that have some meaning to me, four out of the five of these are about Presidents from my home state of Ohio.  Warren G. Harding (2), Ulysses S. Grant, William McKinley and the odd man out, Franklin D. Roosevelt. I also am currently reading a fascinating book about James Garfield yet another Ohio President. Ohio isn’t called the Mother of Modern Presidents for nothing!

Franklin Delano Roosevelt, 1933. Lietuvių: Fra...

Working with Roosevelt was written in 1952 by Samuel I. Rosenman a speech writer for FDR from the mid 1920′s.  It’s a real behind the scenes look at Roosevelt and his speeches.
This is a paragraph from the book cover that gives a concise description of the book — “Now, for the first time, Judge Rosenman has told the story behind the speeches – the story of the often dramatic circumstances under which they were written, of the work and action that preceded and followed them, and of the men who helped to shape them in to words, ideas and policies“.   Here’s a link to a recent article in the Huffington Post about this same book, Working with Rooseveltwhich makes me pretty darn proud that I own it!

The two books about Warren G. Harding, are both a bit of sensationalism. Warren G. Harding led a fairly scandalous life and his presidency was riddled with corruption and on top of that he died a mysterious death.

English: Warren G. Harding, by Harris & Ewing.

The first book I own is entitled, The President’s Daughter and was written by Nan Britton in 1927. Nan Britton claimed that her daughter was the result of a lengthy affair with Harding. This book was considered one of the first “kiss and tell” memoirs and caused quite the sensation when it was published.

The other Harding book I own is The Strange Death of President Harding published in 1930. This book is from the diaries of Gaston B. Means, an investigator from the Department of Justice. While President Harding’s life style of overeating, smoking and drinking were not conducive to good health, when he suddenly passed away during a trip to Alaska and the western United States, a cloak of mystery surrounded his death. Was it a stroke, poison, murder? This book doesn’t really give us an answer but it’s interesting none the less.

William McKinley, President of the United Stat...

Life of William McKinley and his Assassination came out in 1901 to commemorate the martyred President. The copy I own is the Memorial Edition and gives an overview of McKinley’s life and death. It’s kind of a dry, basic fact kind of book but it is filled some great photos of people and places of this time period.

English: Pres. U.S. Grant (between 1870 and 18...

The Travels of General Grant, published in 1879, is an account of Grant’s journeys and experiences on his world tour in 1877. When he left the presidency he took his family on this tour of western Europe, Egypt and the Orient. Grant was hoping that if the American people could see how admired he was worldwide that maybe some of the scandals of his presidency would be forgotten. His theory worked and the tour was a great success. He was treated like royalty, and with American newspapers reporting the world’s admiration of Grant,  soon his scandals were forgotten in America and he again was remembered for his heroism during the Civil War.

After writing the last few paragraphs I realize how unlucky it was to be elected President from the great state of Ohio! You’ve got Garfield and McKinley assassinated, and Grant and Harding’s administration brimming with scandal. The administration’s of Rutherford B. Hayes, Benjamin Harrison, and William Howard Taft seem kind of mild in comparison.

I hope everyone had a wonderful President’s Day and I’m glad it gave me yet another excuse to dust off the bookshelf!