The story I talked about was actually the “back story”, told in flashbacks…I don’t even remember how the actual mystery was resolved :)
]]>19th-century insurance policies used to base their rates on whether or not you had a gasoline stove, and how many per multi-family house…the stoves were known to be deadly.
Both my husband and I are what I guess you could call “pyros,” but firing up an ancient gasoline blowtorch of uncertain integrity, soldering, &c., is probably a bit more excitement than I’m looking for. Speaking as someone who looks at arsenic books for fun. :D
]]>Best to do this outdoors. My grandfather was a big fan of gas appliances (his grandfather owned oil wells). He installed a gasoline stove in my grandmother’s kitchen in 1913. It blew up and nearly burned the house down. He also owned the first gas car in Luckey, Ohio, which luckily didn’t blow up. Coincidentally, my wife’s great-grandfather owned the first car in Port Huron.
]]>Arsenic was a part of many patent and mainstream medicines in the 19th century; in the latter, it was there as a relic from the days of “heroic medicine” when it was thought that the power of a serious illness could best be fought with a powerful (sometimes fatal) treatment like mercury (calomel), bloodletting, violent vomiting caused by purgatives, or arsenic. Calomel was in use well into the 20th century; I’ve seen it come up as a medicine in a 1919 Ypsilanti diary to give one anecdotal example.
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