The Book, Cat, & Cat Book Lovers Almanac

of historical trivia regarding books, cats, and other animals. Actually this blog has evolved so that it is described better as a blog about cats in history and culture. And we take as a theme the advice of Aldous Huxley: If you want to be a writer, get some cats. Don't forget to see the archived articles linked at the bottom of the page.

May 25, 2013

May 25, 1908

Theodore Roethke (May 25, 1908 to August 1, 1963). This American poet, was born in Saginaw, Michigan from folk he described as "austere German Americans [who] turned their love of order and their terrifying efficiency into something beautiful." Roethke is widely regarded, by his fellow artists, as a great poet. Auden praised his writing. So did Edith Sitwell. He was certainly not an artist who was ahead of his time.

In a poem "Where knock is open wide" Roethke wrote

A kitten can
Bite with his feet.
....

Roethke told his students that a function of poetry was to "give a cat its right name." And perhaps that is why he discarded this line from a draft---

A piece of a mouse/ The cat wouldn't eat.

We learn these details from his biography, The glass house: The life of Theodore Roethke, by Allen Seager (1968). Roethke won a Pulitzer for his poetry in 1954.

May 24, 2013

May 24, 1898

I was chastened to read a review of Kathleen Hale's series of books about Orlando the Marmalade Cat. There are 18 books in which Orlando stars, and I was delighted to read about the cat, in Orlando's Invisible Pajamas (1947). Kathleen Hale, (May 24, 1898, to January 26, 2000) British artist and children's author, in this story centers the plot around a cat who drops a dead mouse into the skillet of the night watchman while he is frying sausages. And then I finished the biography of Kathleen Hale in Twentieth Century Children's Writers, (1989). Just hearing about Orlando's adventures made me smile and the biographer summarized Hale's audience as "the intelligent six-year-old," and went on, (to, I assumed, some loved by all ages cliche) " [her work is ] capable of being appreciated on some level at almost any age [...] from four to eight." Almost made me choke on my chocolate.

May 23, 2013

May 23, 1932

The fall of 2008 was remarkable in the art world for an exhibition of artifacts held by the State Museums of Berlin. The theme was "The Legacy of James Simon," and this includes The Ishtar Gate, a Babylonian architectural artifact featuring regal and fierce lions. The association of lions and royalty no doubt precedes the Ishtar Gate which dates from around 575 BC.

According to the program one of the highlights of the exhibition was a

Restored Lion Relief from the Processional Way in Babylon––restored from the thousands of glazed brick fragments found during the ambitious Babylon excavations in the 1920s sponsored by Simon...[;] this sixth-century B.C. panel crafted during the reign of King Nebuchadnezzar II was one of 100 sacred Lions of Ishtar that decorated the Processional Way leading to the massive Ishtar Gate, entrance to the fortress of ancient Babylon.

These items are considered part of his legacy because James Simon (September 17, 1851 to May 23, 1932) was a wealthy German business man, and philanthropist, who bankrolled archaeological expeditions and was thus responsible for many treasures which he donated to Berlin museums.


James Simon was born and died in Berlin and is buried at the Jewish cemetery on Schönhauser Allee in Prenzlauer Berg. Simon's taste and generosity in donating items to the Berlin museums is said to have elevated Berlin to the ranks of London and Paris as a cultural capital. Wilhelm II sent a wreath for Simon's funeral from his exile home in the Netherlands. By the time the former Emperor died (1942) the Netherlands were occupied. And in a few more years Berlin would itself be in fragments. Rubble to rubble. Although, Berlin was more quickly restored than Babylon.

May 22, 2013

May 22, 1849

Maria Edgeworth (January 1, 1768 to May 22, 1849) was born in England. Her family owned land in Ireland though, and she spent most of her life there, at the family home Edgeworth House, near Edgeworthtown, which is in County Longford. Edgeworth wrote novels and participated in the intellectual currents of her time. Her novels, Castle Rackrent (1800), The Modern Griselda (1804), Ennui (1809), The Absentee  (1812), Patronage (1814), Harrington (1817) and, Ormond (1817), as examples, strike the modern ear as excessively didactic.

The article on Edgeworth in the Oxford Dictionary of National Biography stresses her importance to her fellow writers. Her

....work ...vied with that of Jane Austen in certain areas of critical esteem. Edgeworth was also well rewarded for her work, receiving £1050 for Tales of Fashionable Life (2nd series), and becoming the most commercially successful novelist of her age...Scott was by far the most important reader of her work. He was prompted by The Absentee to unearth his incomplete manuscript of what became Waverley in 1814. Indirectly, Edgeworth helped to launch the historical novel across Europe, even if her own contribution to the genre was limited to Ormond. What she demonstrated was a means of relating one cultural tradition to another, whether across a long passage of time or in a tense contemporary setting (the stories of emigres, for instance). Scott's public acknowledgement of the debt came in the collected edition of his works (1829-33), when Edgeworth's star seemed to have waned........ [And later] William Makepeace Thackeray [was indebted to Edgeworth for].... her hero-less social novels [as] has been remarked on.

Maria also edited and added to her father's last work: Memoirs of Richard Lovell Edgeworth (1821) He was that type--the well-bred eccentric --which Britain does so well. He had four wives, 22 children, and was given to referring to his current wife, when speaking to the children as, "your present mother."

In one of the many biographies of Maria herself, Maria Edgeworth (1904) by Emily Lawless, 

we find the incident recounted, quoting a letter Maria wrote. The background is the revolution that broke out in Ireland in 1798, and the subsequent French invasion of Ireland.

It all sounds remarkably pleasant, and not at all unlike the report of some unusually successful picnic! That there was another side to the matter — that the country had narrowly escaped from a most formidable peril; that hundreds, perhaps thousands, of deluded peasants were at that moment paying for their folly and ignorance with their lives, and the destruction of their homes — all this seems hardly to cast a shade over the picture. The latest record which Miss Edgeworth has left behind her of this year of terror, massacre, and invasion refers to the family cats! —

"I forgot to tell you of a remarkable event in the history of our return; all the cats, even those who properly belong to the stable, and who had never been admitted to the honours of sitting in the kitchen, all crowded round Kitty with congratulatory faces, crawling up her gown, insisting upon caressing and being caressed when she re-appeared in the lower regions. Mr. Gilpin's slander against cats as selfish, unfeeling animals, is thus refuted by stubborn facts."

In this manner—with the cheerful return of the family to their customary occupations, and amid the rejoicings of the cats—the grim tale of the year 1798 comes to an end.


Maria never married but she had her last decades the comfort of a dear friend and relation, her father's last wife, who was devoted  to her step-daughter. They were the same age, and Maria never ceased to address her as "Mother."

May 21, 2013

May 21, 1844

A famous painting by Henri Rousseau (May 21, 1844 to September 2, 1910):




There is a similarity between the Rousseau above, which is dated to 1897 and Hieronymous Bosch (detail) below, painted 400 years before Rousseau, that has probably been noticed before. The detail is part of Bosch's "Garden of Earthly Delights." Rousseau painted lots of lions, For Bosch lions were half-mythical creatures. So is it not interesting that Bosch's cats are more, if not realistic, more cat-like? My point is that Rousseau's cats show a subjectivity that is characteristic of modern thinking. My evidence for this is the critic who described the lion above as "musing." Actually the lions in both pictures are sniffing. Rousseau avoided this aspect of reality. I am thinking Bosch did not. 


May 20, 2013

May 20, 1907

Carl Mydans (May 20, 1907 to August 16, 2004) was a Life magazine photographer who traveled the world for that publication. Mydans took this of Gjon Mili, a fellow photographer.


The photo of Gjon Mili and his cat Blackie, is dated 1944. Some say Mydans created the original LOLCAT, in 1936 and that the evidence is at this link:
http://hnipexperience.wordpress.com/2012/04/17/the-original-lol-cat-and-other-discoveries/
I however would not connect that LOL garbage to anyone of some artistic stature. 

His New York Times obituary was titled:

Carl Mydans, Life Photographer Who Chronicled Wars and the Depression, Dies at 97

and the same article summed up the significance of Carl Mydans this way:

..... Resourceful and unruffled, Mr. Mydans sent back pictures of combat that even now define how we remember World War II, Korea and other conflicts. Like Robert Capa and W. Eugene Smith, he adopted the perspective of an infantryman as the best way of showing what war felt like.

May 19, 2013

May 19, 1971

Ogden Nash (August 19, 1902 to May 19, 1971) has a firm place in the literary firmament, because of his humorous verses. Some of his writing is just silly.  As these lines from  the poem "Cat Naps Are Too Good for Cats":

I will not sell my daily swoon
For all the rubies in Rangoon.


Light verse need not be just silly. Nash, who worked as an editor at Doubleday, was famous because of the intelligence behind many of his phrasings, such as--

I think that I shall never see 
a billboard lovely as a tree,

Indeed, unless the billboards fall 
 
I'll never see a tree at all.

And of course, the need for

Laughter is a universal aspect of human society. 
Its needed mead against human ferocity.