The Hound of the Baskervilles, Ch. 13-15: Chickens Something Something Roost

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Title: The Hound of the Baskervilles, Ch. 13-15: Chickens Something Something Roost
Author: gardnerhill                        
Word Count: 60
Rating: G
Warning: None
Summary: Whoops.
                                                                                       
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Sherlock Holmes held up an official-looking envelope. “From Mr. Frankland of Lafter Hall!”

Ah. Perhaps angry about Holmes’ questioning of his daughter –

My friend’s face froze as he read the letter.

“Holmes?”

He looked up at me, stricken. “Sir Henry is suing us for gross neglect and client endangerment.”

I looked at him. “’Us’? You’re on your own, old man.”

Discussion Post: The Hound of the Baskervilles, Chaps. 13-15

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This week, the canon story we’re looking at is The Hound of the Baskervilles, Chaps. 13-15 and the chosen topic is Perfume.

( Discussion continues... )

Mrs. Hudson's Poetry Page: The Hound of the Baskervilles, Chaps. 13-15

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Welcome once again to my poetry page!

I hope each week you will read Dr. Watson’s delightful narrative and then go on to write a poem related to it in some way. All forms of poetry are permitted, and further down the page there is a selection you might like to consider using over the coming weeks.

And here, courtesy of my housemaid Rachel, is this week’s suggested poem to read—a suggestion inspired by the themes and subjects in this week's story. Hopefully you will enjoy the poem, and perhaps it may give you some ideas for a poem of your own or allow you to look at Dr. Watson's story in a new way.



He Made His Terror

by Dean P. Jeffress


Note from Rachel: This poem evokes Stapleton and his last attempt to murder Sir Henry on the dark, clouded, and moonlit road before he fled to his own death.



Thank you so much to Rachel. And here is my suggested form to revisit this week: kennings poem. (The link takes you back to a previous poetry page.)


But you do not have to use that form. Any form of poetry is welcome this week—and every week! Here are a few suggestions for you:

221B verselet, abecedarian poetry, acrostic poetry, alexandrine, ballad, beeswing, blackout poetry, blues stanza, bref double, Burns stanza, call and response, chastushka, cinquain, circular poetry, clerihew, colour poems, concrete poetry, Cornish verse, curtal sonnet, diamante, doggerel, double dactyl, ekphrasis, elegiac couplet, elegiac stanza, elfje, englyn, epigram, epitaph, epulaeryu, Etheree, fable, Fib, florette, found poetry, ghazal, haiku, In Memoriam stanza, Italian sonnet, jueju, kennings poem, lanturne, limerick, lyric poetry, mathnawī, micropoetry, mini-monoverse, musette, palindrome poetry, pantoum, Parallelismus Membrorum, poem cycle, quintilla, renga, riddle, rime couée, Schüttelreim, sedoka, septet, sestina, sonnet, tanka, tercet, terza rima, tongue twister poetry, triangular triplet, triolet, Tyburn, villanelle


Please leave all your poems inspired by The Hound of the Baskervilles in the comments on this post. I look forward to seeing them!


Warm regards,

Mrs. Hudson

The Hound of the Baskervilles: Significant Other

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Canon Story: The Hound of the Baskervilles, Chaps. 13-15
Title: Significant Other
Author: scfrankles
Rating: G
Author's Notes: Sir Henry and Dr. Mortimer were, however, in London, on their way to that long voyage which had been recommended for the restoration of his shattered nerves.


Sir Henry gazed at the walls of his cabin: the first, the second, the third.

“You know, Mortimer. I think… I’ve finally accepted Beryl can never be my wife.”

“Wife!”

Mortimer paled.

“I didn’t tell her I was going away! I completely forgot I was married!”

Sir Henry glanced at the fourth wall.

“Well. I think she’d slipped everybody’s mind.”

The Hound of the Baskervilles: A New Companion

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Canon Story: The Hound of the Baskervilles
Title: A New Companion (the serialisation of the Private Journal of Dr Watson)
Author: thesmallhobbit
Rating: G

I was hoping Holmes did not notice my smile when Lestrade sprang down from the train carriage, for it would certainly have conveyed more than just pleasure at sharing a difficult task with a third person.  However, I suspect he did, because when we came to dine he suggested Lestrade and I sit next to each other at the table.