Civil War message decoded: help not on the way

A glass vial containing a coded message from a Confederate commander across the Mississippi from where Lt. Gen. John C. Pemberton’s forces were losing the battle of Vicksburg has been decoded. The commander reports that Pemberton can expect no help from him. The message is dated July 4, 1863, the day Pemberton surrendered to Gen. Ulysses S. Grant’s Union army.

The tiny sealed bottle was donated to the Museum of the Confederacy in 1896 by Capt. William A. Smith who fought on the Confederate side at the siege of Vicksburg. It remained unopened and unexamined in the collection for 120-plus years, until collections manager Catherine M. Wright decided to open the bottle and see what the message said.

Inside the bottle they found the coded note, a .38-caliber bullet and a white thread. The bullet was a weight that would allow the vial to sink if the messenger had to hastily dump it in the river upon discovery.

Wright asked a local art conservator, Scott Nolley, to examine the clear vial before she attempted to open it. He looked at the bottle under an electron microscope and discovered that salt had bonded the cork tightly to the bottle’s mouth. He put the bottle on a hotplate to expand the glass, used a scalpel to loosen the cork, then gently plucked it out with tweezers.

The sewing thread was looped around the 6 1/2-by-2 1/2-inch paper, which was folded to fit into the bottle. The rolled message was removed and taken to a paper conservator, who successfully unfurled the message.

But the coded message, which appears to be a random collection of letters, did not reveal itself immediately.

Wright tried to decipher the note herself but was unsuccessful. She contacted David Gaddy, a retired CIA code breaker, and he was able to crack the code in just a few leisurely weeks. Navy cryptologist Cmdr. John B. Hunter confirmed Gaddy’s interpretation.

The note was written in a Vigenère cipher, a fairly simple code that shifts letters a certain number of places, first described in the 16th century by Giovan Battista Bellaso. Blaise de Vigenère created a stronger version 30 years later for the court of Henry III, and in the 19th century its invention was misattributed to him.

The full decoded text of the note is:

Gen’l Pemberton:

You can expect no help from this side of the river. Let Gen’l Johnston know, if possible, when you can attack the same point on the enemy’s lines. Inform me also and I will endeavor to make a diversion. I have sent some caps (explosive devices). I subjoin a despatch from General Johnston.

It wasn’t signed, but it was probably sent by Maj. Gen. John G. Walker of the Texas Division. William Smith served under him at Vicksburg. General Johnston was Gen. Joseph E. Johnston who commanded 32,000 troops south of Vicksburg. He and Pemberton’s forces were separated by 35,000 of Grant’s troops.

Grant’s force besieged Vicksburg for six weeks, reducing the city to near starvation. People were eating dogs and wallpaper paste by the end. They were so bitter about the surrender that for 80 years the city refused to celebrate the Fourth of July.

Civil War bottle with coded message and bullet

Yes, Virginia, but it’ll take a while

Virginia O'Hanlon in the 1890sWhen Virginia O’Hanlon sent a letter to the Question and Answer column of the New York Sun newspaper in 1897 asking if there was a Santa Claus, little did she know that she would engender a deeply cherished Christmas tradition that would outlive her, her century and the one after that.

It all started in July of 1897, the month Virginia turned eight years old. As she would tell a group of Connecticut high school students 62 years later, she always spent the months between her birthday and Christmas thinking about what Santa would bring her. When school started in early September, she shared her musings with her friends and they clouded up and rained all over her, telling her Santa didn’t exist.

Perturbed, she asked her father if Santa Claus existed or if her friends were right, and instead of taking the hit he dodged her question. As a loyal reader of The Sun, he had always said that if anyone in the family had a question, they should write to the Q&A column because “If you see it in the The Sun, it’s so.” Since her father wasn’t answering her directly, she told him she’d just write to The Sun and get the truth from them. He agreed that they’d be sure to give her the right answer, as they always did.

Virginia's letter to The SunDear Editor,

I am eight years old. Some of my little friends say there is no Santa Claus. Papa says, “If you see it in The Sun, it’s so.” Please tell me the truth, is there a Santa Claus?

Virginia O’Hanlon
115 West Ninety Fifth Street

Francis Pharcellus ChurchHer question never was printed in the Question & Answer section of the paper, as fate would have it. That section was more for witty responses to factual questions. Poking the hornet’s nest of a child’s belief in Santa wasn’t in its purview, so the letter was forwarded to the editorial department where it ended up on the desk of editor Francis P. Church. The son of a Baptist minister, Church had been a Civil War correspondent for the New York Times and at the time of Virginia’s letter had worked for The Sun for 20 years. Church’s background had made him the go-to editor to address thorny theological questions.

"Is There A Santa Claus" clippingHis response to Virginia would become the most reprinted editorial in American journalism, widely requested, quoted and beloved from the day it was first published on September 21, 1897.

Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy. Alas! how dreary would be the world if there were no Santa Claus! It would be as dreary as if there were no Virginias. There would be no childlike faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence.

The Sun had no idea what Mr. Church had wrought. “Is There A Santa Claus?” was printed three months before Christmas in the third column of three columns of editorials. Before it came editorials on pressing matters like Connecticut election law and the new chainless bicycle technology expected the next year. The recently-deceased editor, Charles A. Dana, was an old school journalist who believed reporters and editorial staff should be heard and not seen. The editorial was printed anonymously and would remain unattributed until after Church’s death in 1906.

The legend that has grown around the editorial has it that The Sun immediately began reprinting it every Christmas until its demise in 1949. That’s not so. In fact, The Sun resisted for years even as readers deluged it with requests to reprint the column. They finally did so only in 1902, and they weren’t very gracious about it:

Since its original publication, the Sun has refrained from reprinting the article on Santa Claus which appeared several years ago, but this year requests for its reproduction have been so numerous that we yield. Scrap books seem to be wearing out.

They only printed it again after Church’s death in 1906, crediting him as the author for the first time. After that, they were more willing to publish it and far more respectful of its fans. In the 1913 reprint they even went so far as to compare it to the Gettysburg Address in the wide familiarity with and love for its wording.

The Sun finally embraced the beloved piece fully in 1924 and made it the lead editorial every Christmas from that point onward. Virginia O’Hanlon went on to get a BA from Hunter College in 1910, a Masters in Education from Columbia in 1912, and a doctorate from Fordham in 1930. Her doctoral dissertation, entitled “The Importance of Play,” examined the importance of play in childhood and how children in poverty-stricken homes had few toys “to make glad the heart of childhood,” a direct quote from Mr. Church’s editorial.

She was a teacher and principal for 47 years, and continued to receive mail about her letter for the rest of her life. She died on May 13, 1971. You can hear her read from the editorial in this 1963 interview where she talks about her letter and the positive long-term impact the editorial had on her. She has a beautiful voice. I imagine her students loved hearing her read to them.

She mentions in that interview that she had only one child, a daughter, but seven grand-children and two great-grandchildren on the way. One of her great-grandchildren appeared on Antiques Roadshow in 1998 with a scrapbook containing the original letter Virginia wrote. It was valued at $20,000-$30,000. You can see that segment here.

Internet history on your gramophone

Now is the perfect time to get next year’s Christmas present for the Internet/music nerd in your life. In fact, now is the only time to get what will soon become a treasured rarity.

Internet Archaeology, the website dedicated to preserving graphics of the early Internet era, is branching out into preserving the sounds of the early Internet era. They’ve launched a project called Now That’s What I Call MIDI, a collection of 16 tunes from the ’90s in classic MIDI format, only instead of being the backdrop to a truly hideous website, they’ll be pressed in the rich warmth of genuine vinyl.

Only 500 of these EPs will be pressed, so if you want your copy, pledge $25 on the Kickstarter page and one will be sent to you hot off the presses at no extra charge for shipping. The way Kickstarter works is no money changes hands until the project budget goal is reached in pledges within a certain period of time. The target amount they’re raising is $2500 by Sunday, January 9th, at 11:07 AM.

They’re already at $1,928 with only 75 people donating. They’re selling like hotcakes, in other words. As well they should, because if being keen to rock to the first and only vinyl pressing of Ace of Base in the tinny aural wonderland of MIDI is wrong, I don’t want to be right.

Merry Christmas, all!

250-year-old Canadian canoe found in Cornwall shed

18th c. birch-bark canoe in the shedAn 18th century birch-bark canoe, thought to be the oldest one still in existence, was found in a shed on the Enys Estate, near Penryn in Cornwall.

The canoe was bought in Canada by Lieutenant John Enys (b. 1757, d. 1818), a British soldier with the 29th Regiment who fought in the siege of Quebec during the Revolutionary War. He was deployed in 1770, defended Quebec City in 1776, and was posted to various forts in Upper Canada in the 1780s. He recounted in his journals traveling around eastern Canada after the military campaigns wound down, which is probably where he bought the canoe.

Canoes were popular souvenirs for British visitors to Canada, but they were usually smaller so they could be easily transported home and displayed. This one is full size. Jeremy Ward, curator at the Canadian Canoe Museum in Peterborough, Ontario, believes that it was the work of a Maliseet First Nations tribe who lived in the Maine and New Brunswick area during the Revolutionary era.

He hasn’t had a chance to inspect it in person yet, though. When Enys’ descendants found it among discarded toilets and other junk in the shed, they called the National Maritime Museum to find out what exactly they had.

Estimated to be almost 250 years old, the boat was found in two pieces, but has weathered time well, according to Mr. Ward.

“It’s a beautiful boat, except for the midsection, which looks like it’s been hit by a snowplow,” he said.

What caused the damage is unclear, but Mr. Ward said it does not appear to have happened recently.

Birch-bark canoes from this era were held together by tree root lashings, he said, the hull almost spring-loaded against itself.

“When the lashings come apart, the whole thing comes undone, so it’s very hard for them to live over 150 years, certainly if any weather’s getting at it,” he said.

They were also so common in Canada that few people bothered to keep them. It’s not entirely surprising, therefore, that this treasure was found in the UK where it was treated as a cherished memento rather than used and discarded.

The canoe is currently on display at the National Maritime Museum. They’re working on shoring it up and preserving it with a very light hand so that next year it can be transported back to Canada. When the Enys family learned about the Canadian Canoe Museum and their extensive collection of 600 historical canoes, they decided to donate theirs to the museum where it will be welcomed with some pomp and much excitement in the fall of 2011.

Ward and his colleagues are exploring a variety of restoration and display options. Right now they’re thinking they won’t try to put humpty dumpty back together again, but will instead build a structure that will keep the canoe looking like it’s in one piece.

18th c. birch-bark canoe being taken out of its Cornwall shed

Handmade early Monopoly set bought by National Museum of Play

Darrow Monopoly set 1933A complete Monopoly game set handmade by unemployed heating engineer Charles Darrow in 1933 sold at Sotheby’s Malcolm Forbes Toy Collection auction on December 17 for $146,500. The set includes a circular gameboard made out of oilcloth and decorated with pen-and-ink gouache, the rules sheet, playing cards, money, deeds and tokens. It was purchased by the National Museum of Play in Rochester, New York to add to their impressive collection of 65 historical Monopoly sets.

Monopoly has a storied history. Its earliest iteration was a British game called The Landlord’s Game, invented in 1904 by Elizabeth Magie to illustrate the dangers of unequal wealth distribution. It migrated across the Atlantic in various forms as people created their own boards and pieces to play with their friends. Ruth Hoskins played a version called Finance in Indianapolis which she customized with the now-familiar Atlantic City place names after she moved to New Jersey.

Darrow Monopoly detailIt was the Hoskins version Darrow was first introduced to by friends in Philadelphia. Darrow saw the real money-making potential of the game and began to produce handmade sets to sell. He produced one or two a day at most, and although they were only publicized by word of mouth from his friends and family, soon he had more orders than he could keep up with. Within months he had copyrighted the game and contracted with a local printer to make complete Monopoly sets (on the cheap, though; he still colored the boards by hand).

Darrow Monopoly detailIn 1934 he offered the game to Parker Bros. but they thought it was too complicated for us stupids to figure out, so they turned him down. Darrow kept at it, now ordering full color printed versions which he sold to major retailers like F.A.O. Schwarz in New York. The next year Parker Bros. came calling, hat in hand, and the rest is history.

The set bought by the National Museum of Play is the earliest Darrow set that has all the pieces including the rules. Since Darrow was the first Monopoly hobbyist to actually codify the rules — the predecessors’ rules were all just informally determined at the table — this set illustrated a pivotal moment in the evolution of the game, when it went from playful trend to cultural icon.