One of several stories from the soon to be released book, Part One of Two:
"HALLOW II": A Portentous Epoch of Sagacious Redolence and Epiphany
or
(A Significant Era of Perceptive Aroma and Vision)
“Bowery of The Crimson Frock and Flesh”
By
Gregory V. Boulware
“One day men will look back and say, I gave birth to the twentieth century”
~Jack The Ripper~
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Coincidences, seemingly of a marvelous character, there are few persons who have not, on occasion, been startled. It also goes without saying; even the calmest of thinkers have experienced a vague thrilling half-credence in the supernatural genre.
Speaking of certain, albeit, limited, coincidences, understand that we, Mr. ‘Eddie’ Poe and I, the Editor / Publisher, choose to speak of this topic. In my own heart, I cannot speak of his; there dwells no faith in the praetor nature. In past and probably, future conversations, men will debate the issue of the original intentions of God’s Laws. They may dispute that nature and its God are two. The latter creating the former can, at will, control and/or modify it. Would you not agree, my friend? The insanity of logic has, of course, assumed it is not that the Deity cannot modify his laws, the question is of will. Does man insult God with the imagination of a possible necessity for modification? Mr. Poe espouses the origin of these laws were fashioned to embrace all and every contingency which could lie in the future. All that one would need to do is to pay the strictest and closes attention with unwavering indulgences.
This topic is only referred to as coincidences. It was submitted for my review as ‘Bowery of the Crimson Frock and Flesh - The Poe Report.’
What we are attempting to convey, should be seen as a situation between fate and an unhappy young lady, known to many as Miss Mary Cecilia Rogers and the coincidental cross reference of a Miss Marie Roget along with the portentous examination of Miss Mary Kelly. Other victims in this narrative include a Mademoiselle L’Espanaye along with her mother, at a certain epoch in their history, therein existed in a paralleled contemplation of exactitude. In proceeding, the display of this sad tale, and in tracing the mystery, which enshrouded the two, it is our design to hint at the extension of this parallel happenstance.
Adopted in Paris, the suggestion of the discovery of an assassin are founded in any similarity could quite possibly, produce a very similar result.
Consider the most trifling variation of facts in this supposition. With respect to the latter branch, the two cases might give rise to the most important miscalculations. Thoroughly diverting the eventful courses, a mathematical error in which its own individuality may be inappreciated by a process resulting enormously at variance with the truth. We must not fail in our understanding the calculus of probability, which forbids any ideas of an extension of the parallel effect. In proportion, this parallel has already been long-drawn and exactly on point. For example, nothing is of sixes having been thrown twice in succession in a game of craps, is a sufficient cause for betting against the odds, that a third pair of sixes could be thrown. This effect suggests usual refection by an intelligent individual at once. It would be impossible to believe that the first two attempts would have any influence over the third throw. The chance that it would happen again would as precisely as it would have been on the first two throws. Yes?
Let us not pretend the philosophical aspect needs no exposure. Would it not be sufficient to say that it forms one of an infinite series of mistakes – the rise in the path of reason through propensity for seeking truth in every detail?
Would you not agree…?
The mentality of the analytical mind is usually in and of itself susceptible to analysis. Some people only appreciate them only for the resulting effectiveness. Among other things, we’ve come to know that they are always, when inordinately possessed by the possessor, the source of great enjoyment. Just like the strongman of a bodybuilder who tends to show off his muscles with feats of strength. Dis-tangling the tangled and puzzling webs of deception delights in exercises of gray cell exertion. To this type of personality, pleasure is derived from the most trivial of occupations that employ their particular talents.
By complete and utter observation, this opportunity allows the portrayal of the higher powers of the reflective intellect. Men and women of the highest order of intellect have been known to take an (apparently) unaccountable delight in their special analytical abilities; which a proficiency implies the capacity for success in all important understanding where mind versus mind.
The analysts depicted within this writing “should not be confounded with simple ingenuity; for while the analyst is necessarily ingenious, the ingenious man is often remarkably incapable of analysis.” According to Mr. Poe. I would certainly agree with the observation of the fancy and the imagination, whereas, it would be found, that the ingenious are always fanciful, and the truly imaginative are never otherwise than analytic.
Lord Charles Alexander Duprae lived in Paris, France from May through September during the turn of the 18th century. This young man was considered to be a gentleman. Indeed, he was of an illustrious family. A variety of events have reduced their financial status to poverty. His creditors allowed him every courtesy. He never showed any energy towards the retrieval of his fortunes. He managed on a meager income from the family estate and a rigorous economy. Duprae was able to procure the necessities of life without too much trouble. His sole luxury was books. In Paris, these were readily obtainable.
Duprae and I met at an obscure library by accident. We were both in search of a very rare and remarkable volume, a one of a kind item. The ‘Rue Montmartre’ was our bowery of chance and close communion. The detailed history of his family and the entire candor that was afforded, found me deeply astonished. At length, I reciprocated the confidentiality. We shared a common temper, although my worldly circumstances were somewhat less embarrassing than his. With permission, the experience of renting, and furnishing in a style, which suited the fantastic gloom, a time-eaten mansion tottering to its fall in a desolate retired portion of ‘Faubourg St. Germain,’ was shared by we two. The old grotesque mansion was long deserted through superstitions we did not ask about. We busied our souls in dreams, conversing, reading, and writing until warned by the clock when darkness came to an end.
We took a stroll one night down a long dusty and dirty street. It was in the vicinity of the ‘Palais Royal.’ We were both occupied with thought. Suddenly, Duprae broke the silence. He said, “He is a very little fellow, yes?”
I replied unwittingly without observing the extraordinary manner in which he chimed in with my meditations. After I recovered from the realization of Duprae’s ability to know what I was thinking.
“Duprae,” I said, “how do you…how did you know what I was thinking?” I looked at him. I paused, to ascertain without a doubt, if he actually knew what and of whom I was thinking. He looked back at me and said, “Why do you pause? You were remarking to yourself that his diminutive figure unfitted him for tragedy.”
He said, “He is a very little fellow, yes?”
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Posted By: Gregory V. Boulware, Esq.
Tuesday, May 27th 2014 at 12:05PM
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