Barry Pain (1864–1928)
Auteur de The Eliza Stories
A propos de l'auteur
Œuvres de Barry Pain
The Octave of Claudius 5 exemplaires
The One Before 5 exemplaires
The Greatest Ghost and Horror Stories Ever Written: volume 3 (30 short stories) — Contributeur — 3 exemplaires
The End of a Show [Short Story] 3 exemplaires
Wilhelmina in London 2 exemplaires
Barry Pain [Methuen's Library of Humour] 2 exemplaires
The Green Light [short story] 2 exemplaires
Graeme and Cyril 2 exemplaires
Stories Barry told me;: Recorded by his daughter Eva Pain (Mrs. T.L. Eckersley) with coloured illustrations by Mrs… (1927) 2 exemplaires
An Exchange of Souls and The Octave of Claudius (Black Heath Gothic, Sensation and Supernatural) (2016) 2 exemplaires
The Collected Supernatural and Weird Fiction of Barry Pain-Volume 1: Seventeen Short Stories & Two Novels of the… (2022) 1 exemplaire
The Kaiser and God [Poem] 1 exemplaire
Short Ghost and Horror Collection 070 1 exemplaire
Stories Without Tears 1 exemplaire
Humorous Stories 1 exemplaire
The Collected Supernatural and Weird Fiction of Barry Pain-Volume 3: Eight Short Stories, Two Novellas & One Novel of… (2022) 1 exemplaire
Lindley Kays 1 exemplaire
The Collected Supernatural and Weird Fiction of Lettice Galbraith: Seven Short Stories of the Strange and Unusual… (2021) 1 exemplaire
More Stories 1 exemplaire
Barry Pain. [Essays and stories.] 1 exemplaire
The Diary of a God [Short Story] 1 exemplaire
Rose Rose [Short story] 1 exemplaire
This charming green hat-fair 1 exemplaire
Mrs. Murphy 1 exemplaire
Tamplin's Tales of His Family 1 exemplaire
The Diary of a Baby 1 exemplaire
Little Entertainments 1 exemplaire
Short Stories of Today and Yesterday 1 exemplaire
If summer don't: A.B.C.D.E.F.G.H. Notsomuchinson 1 exemplaire
One Kind and Another 1 exemplaire
Says Mrs. Hicks 1 exemplaire
The Case of Vincent Pyrwhit 1 exemplaire
The later years 1 exemplaire
Not on the Passenger List and Other Strange Stories (Black Heath Gothic, Sensation and Supernatural) (2015) 1 exemplaire
Robinson Crusoe's return 1 exemplaire
Oeuvres associées
Victorian Tales of Mystery and Detection: An Oxford Anthology (1991) — Contributeur — 173 exemplaires
The Valancourt Book of Victorian Christmas Ghost Stories, Volume Five (2021) — Contributeur — 29 exemplaires
Homefront Horrors: Frights Away from the Front Lines, 1914-1918 (2016) — Contributeur — 14 exemplaires
Fantastic Imaginings: A Journey Through 3500 Years of Imaginative Writing, Comprising Fantasy, Horror, and Science… (2012) — Contributeur — 4 exemplaires
Cats of Shadow, Claws of Darkness: Stories of Were-Cats, Ghost Cats, and Other Supernatural Felines (2012) — Contributeur — 2 exemplaires
Humours of Cycling: Stories & Pictures (1905 edition) 2 exemplaires
Tchnienie Grozy — Contributeur — 1 exemplaire
Étiqueté
Partage des connaissances
- Nom canonique
- Pain, Barry
- Nom légal
- Odell, Eric
- Date de naissance
- 1864-09-28
- Date de décès
- 1928-05-05
- Sexe
- male
- Nationalité
- UK
- Lieu de naissance
- Cambridge, Cambridgeshire, England, UK
- Lieux de résidence
- Cambridge, Cambridgeshire, England, UK (born)
- Études
- University of Cambridge
- Professions
- Journalist
- Organisations
- journalist
poet
writer - Courte biographie
- English journalist, poet and writer known known for his parody and lightly humorous stories.
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Critiques
The Eliza stories par Barry Pain
This is actually five books in one. They were originally published between 1900 and 1913, and are vignettes in the life of a city clerk and his wife, the eponymous Eliza. They are told from the husband's point of view. He is a priggish, pompous, climbing sort of man, who never realizes how his wife gets around him. He's been compared to Basil Fawlty, and there's some validity to that, though I think Fawlty is nastier.
Very Edwardian, as a bookseller states on his or her list. Great ads at end, e.g. Bongola tea has no equal and Excelsior sardines double crown salmon & lobster. Inside the book at the back there was a loose sheet of paper upon which had been written the following words in pencil: 'DEAR ANNIE, PLEASE LOOK IN YOUR SNAKE DRAWER'.
"I want to know how this research is going on, and how it will end."
"It will go on and end in the service of humanity. If I gave you the details, I think that you would regard me rather as a quack than as a doctor—a quack with the restless ambitions of a mad man." (101)
The characters speaking in my epigraph above are the two central figures of this novel: Claudius Sandell, a would-be novelist, and Gabriel Lamb, a doctor who's ended his private practice to devote himself purely to research. Claudius's life has reached a low point, and he almost dies on the street, penniless and homeless, but for the ministrations of Lamb. Claudius is initially willing to do anything for Lamb, and ends up promising to serve him the rest of his life in exchange for eight days of freedom: eight days where Lamb will give Claudius £1,000 per day to use as he pleases.
You might guess that Lamb has nefarious motives, otherwise there wouldn't be a plot, and you'd be right. Lamb is clearly intended as a critique of the motivations and practices of vivisectionists, who claimed to be causing pain for the greater good of humanity. Sometimes, anti-vivisection novels criticized this as a self-serving lie; these men are just out to cause pain and/or for their own self-interest, and vivisection furthers those goals (e.g., Heart and Science, The Beth Book). Sometimes, anti-vivisection novels were willing to believe this was true, but explored the harm it causes regardless (e.g., The Professor's Wife).
It's hard to put Lamb in The Octave of Claudius in either category. He definitely sees the world differently than other people; in one scene, he looks out his window at London: "Each man of them is nothing as an individual. Charles Peace and William Shakespeare were both accidents" (101). When he explains why he gave up his practice, he says, "I asked myself if that kind of thing [helping an individual patient] was science as I loved it—if it really assisted the great cause of humanity for which alone I live. I gave up my practice. I study the individual man only when he is likely to throw light on the aggregate. I never work on behalf of the individual" (22-3). If it was just down to his conversations with Claudius, I'd be inclined to believe him. He's going to have to leave the country to do what he wants to Claudius; he'll never get acclaim for what he learns within his lifetime, but he's okay with this if it helps humanity in the long run: "I certainly have my reward. You have noticed, perhaps, that only people with imagination lay down wine. The old man in his cellar, storing the vintage that he knows he cannot live to drink, tastes in that moment all its unborn perfections that one day his grandson overhead will praise" (100).
But one of the other key characters in the novel is Lamb's wife, Hilda. They used to have a good marriage, but it fell apart at some point, apparently after the death of their only child; now Lamb tells her, "My interest in you is largely scientific" (33). But when Hilda gets hysterical at one point, he beats her with a whip, literalizing the metaphorical connection between vivisection and domestic abuse I've noticed in The Beth Book and Lynton Abbott's Children. Lamb claims to take no pleasure in what he does to Claudius, but it's impossible to read what he says and does to Hilda and not believe that he doesn't derive satisfaction from it. So he might genuinely be doing terrible things to further the human race... but he clearly also has failed as a husband, which thus means he's failed in one of his most basic ethical obligations according to the Victorians.
Like a lot of these anti-vivisection books, it's not great-- basically everything Claudius does when Lamb is not present is dead boring, especially his dull romance-- but it contains fascinating nuggets of how science and scientists were seen in the late Victorian period. I'm very glad I took the time to read it, and I feel like it ought to make it into my book.… (plus d'informations)
"It will go on and end in the service of humanity. If I gave you the details, I think that you would regard me rather as a quack than as a doctor—a quack with the restless ambitions of a mad man." (101)
The characters speaking in my epigraph above are the two central figures of this novel: Claudius Sandell, a would-be novelist, and Gabriel Lamb, a doctor who's ended his private practice to devote himself purely to research. Claudius's life has reached a low point, and he almost dies on the street, penniless and homeless, but for the ministrations of Lamb. Claudius is initially willing to do anything for Lamb, and ends up promising to serve him the rest of his life in exchange for eight days of freedom: eight days where Lamb will give Claudius £1,000 per day to use as he pleases.
You might guess that Lamb has nefarious motives, otherwise there wouldn't be a plot, and you'd be right. Lamb is clearly intended as a critique of the motivations and practices of vivisectionists, who claimed to be causing pain for the greater good of humanity. Sometimes, anti-vivisection novels criticized this as a self-serving lie; these men are just out to cause pain and/or for their own self-interest, and vivisection furthers those goals (e.g., Heart and Science, The Beth Book). Sometimes, anti-vivisection novels were willing to believe this was true, but explored the harm it causes regardless (e.g., The Professor's Wife).
It's hard to put Lamb in The Octave of Claudius in either category. He definitely sees the world differently than other people; in one scene, he looks out his window at London: "Each man of them is nothing as an individual. Charles Peace and William Shakespeare were both accidents" (101). When he explains why he gave up his practice, he says, "I asked myself if that kind of thing [helping an individual patient] was science as I loved it—if it really assisted the great cause of humanity for which alone I live. I gave up my practice. I study the individual man only when he is likely to throw light on the aggregate. I never work on behalf of the individual" (22-3). If it was just down to his conversations with Claudius, I'd be inclined to believe him. He's going to have to leave the country to do what he wants to Claudius; he'll never get acclaim for what he learns within his lifetime, but he's okay with this if it helps humanity in the long run: "I certainly have my reward. You have noticed, perhaps, that only people with imagination lay down wine. The old man in his cellar, storing the vintage that he knows he cannot live to drink, tastes in that moment all its unborn perfections that one day his grandson overhead will praise" (100).
But one of the other key characters in the novel is Lamb's wife, Hilda. They used to have a good marriage, but it fell apart at some point, apparently after the death of their only child; now Lamb tells her, "My interest in you is largely scientific" (33). But when Hilda gets hysterical at one point, he beats her with a whip, literalizing the metaphorical connection between vivisection and domestic abuse I've noticed in The Beth Book and Lynton Abbott's Children. Lamb claims to take no pleasure in what he does to Claudius, but it's impossible to read what he says and does to Hilda and not believe that he doesn't derive satisfaction from it. So he might genuinely be doing terrible things to further the human race... but he clearly also has failed as a husband, which thus means he's failed in one of his most basic ethical obligations according to the Victorians.
Like a lot of these anti-vivisection books, it's not great-- basically everything Claudius does when Lamb is not present is dead boring, especially his dull romance-- but it contains fascinating nuggets of how science and scientists were seen in the late Victorian period. I'm very glad I took the time to read it, and I feel like it ought to make it into my book.… (plus d'informations)
This collection of Victorian supernatural stories, though pleasant and well-written, doesn't pack enough real chills to be frightening. The atmosphere is nice, however, and perhaps with a glass or two of brandy or a fine cigar (fetched by a servant) I would have enjoyed it more.
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