I've been reading Reporting the Revolutionary War, by Tod Andrlik, reprinting newspapers, Colonial and British, when stuff was just happening. One paragraph from the Portsmouth New-Hampshire Gazette of July 20, 1764, read so:
A giant, 14 feet high (who was the same at nine years old) arrived the 14th ult at Dre[ can't tell; it's lost in the binding of the book ] from Trent, to make a shew of himself.
The next paragraph reports that an Ambassador discussed fishery stocks. Isn't that a glorious treasure-trove of information about the world of Portsmouth, New Hampshire, in the days before the Flood of '42 swept its hyphen away and probably didn't do the fishery stock any harm besides putting it up higher? Consider the article's implications.
As before I do ask that you follow me over to the humor blog, where I share some of what this news inspired me to think about. In other essays over the week, there's news about a terrifyingly large plant, and a follow-up to my problems with a squirrel comedian.
Trivia: By the end of the 1920s the A& P provided 10 percent of the United States's demand for Alaskan salmon (half from its own fisheries) and provided 12 percent of the nation's condensed milk. Source: The Great A&P and the Struggle for Small Business in America, Marc Levinson.
Currently Reading: Reporting The Revolutionary War, Todd Andrlik.