The Stockbroker’s Clerk: New Cribs for Old

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Title: The Stockbroker’s Clerk: New Cribs for Old
Author: gardnerhill                      
Word Count: 60
Rating: G
Warning: None
Summary: In the immortal words of comedian Ron White, “You can’t fix stupid.”
                                                                                     
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Well, I’d been made a soft Johnny over this Pinner lark. And the Mawson company let me go – didn’t want folks to see my name and think of that murderous robbery attempt. No justice.

But I’ve a new crib all lined up. Who’d a thought there was a special Blond-Headed League to hire towheaded blokes like myself at good wages?

Discussion Post: The Stock-broker's Clerk

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This week, the canon story we’re looking at is The Stock-broker’s Clerk and the chosen topic is (brace yourselves ^^”) Victorian Dentistry.

( Discussion continues... )

Mrs. Hudson's Poetry Page: The Stock-broker's Clerk

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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.



"If I should learn, in some quite casual way"

by Edna St. Vincent Millay


Note from Rachel: To me, the most haunting element of this adventure is the way that one brother learns terrible news from a paper headline on the street, and then must struggle to appear normal while his heart breaks in despair. This poem captures that horrible rictus of a person struck unexpectedly with grief yet unable to show it in a public place.



Thank you so much to Rachel. And here is my suggested form to revisit this week: the villanelle. (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 Stock-broker’s Clerk in the comments on this post. I look forward to seeing them!


Warm regards,

Mrs. Hudson

The Stock-broker's Clerk: Paddington

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Canon Story: The Stock-broker's Clerk
Title: Paddington
Author: scfrankles
Rating: G
Author's Notes: Shortly after my marriage I had bought a connection in the Paddington district. (STOC) ...there was that majestic figure prostrate and insensible upon our bearskin hearth-rug. (PRIO) Mentions of ‘Paddington’ always send my thoughts in one particular direction... An alternate explanation for how the bearskin rug came to Baker Street.


Mary frowned. “What’s that, dear?”

Watson unrolled the furry rug.

“I found it at the station. With a note simply saying: ‘Please look after this bearskin. Thank you.’”

Mary shook her head.

“Perhaps Mr. Holmes would like it. It’s rather large for us.”

She took a step back.

“And it does seem to be giving me quite a hard stare.”

The Stockbroker's Clerk: Disguise

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Canon Story: The Stockbroker's Clerk
Rating: Gen
Author's Note: Muse is not amused this week. I got nothing but a silly joke.

“Oh, this is clever!”
“Excuse me?”
“I mean I know he’s the older, more astute brother, but I didn’t realise he was also a superior master of disguise. Where on earth did you hid the bulk? Or is the bulk itself a disguise? Let’s see! PIE-CROFT!”
“WATSON!”
“Forget my case, Mister Holmes. I’ll take my chances with the other madmen.”

The Stockbroker's Clerk: Out for the Day

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Canon Story: The Stockbroker's Clerk
Title: Out for the Day (the serialisation of the Private Journal of Dr Watson)
Author: thesmallhobbit
Rating: G

I have to admit to slight surprise at Mary’s reaction when I said I would be out with Holmes for the day.  I believe I heard her say as I left “At last, a day to myself.”  I had thought she would say she would miss me, especially after I had been at home all last week with my cold.