I’m updating too much today.

Oh well. I was going through some notes of things that will possibly be discussed and refound the Old Bailey website. the Old Bailey was London’s central criminal court from 1674-1913, and they’ve basically made a database for all the proceedings/court cases held within. for a class I was in, we were to pick a few of the court cases from 1674-1688 (the class timeline ended at 1688) and here are a couple that I saved:

Parthenia Owen, Killing > petty treason, 8th May 1695.
Parthenia Owen of the Parish of St. Giles’s in the Fields , Widow , was indicted for Felony and Petty-Treason, in assaulting of her Husband, George Owen , on the 3d of December , in the Sixth Year of King William and Queen Mary, by biting, bruising, and dislocating the first Joynt on the middle Finger of his Right Hand, which swelled afterwards to his Shoulder, and he languished until the 15th of April following, and then died . She alledged, that there happened some Words between her and her Husband, and liking to fall to Blows, she by accident got his Finger into her Mouth, and did bite him as aforesaid. There was Evidence which said, That the Husband spoke well of his Wife when he languished, and that she had nursed him very kindly during that time. So the Jury having considered the whole matter, she was acquitted .

Elizabeth Lylliman, Killing > petty treason, 7th July 1675.
There was likewise tryed that unhappy creature that kill’d her Husband at Goodmans Fields , viz. Elizabeth Lylliman ; she seem’d to be a person of some 50 years of age, old both in years and wickedness; her carriage was very strange both at her Arraignment and Tryal, for after her Indictment read, and the the Clark demanded her Plea to the same, she fell into a kind of passion, and desired of the Court that she might see her dear Husband before she pleaded, which she insisted upon with seeming earnestness for some time; but this appeared to the Court to be but a mad kind of Artifice, designed out of her feigned passionate Zeal to her Murthered Husband to take off the suspicion of her being instrumental to his death, but this would not serve the turn, for upon her Tryal the Fact was evidently proved against her by several witnesses, the people of the house where they were when the Murther was done, did attest how that a little time before the Murther, the party murthered, (having got a dried mackerel for his supper, went out to a Cobler that kept a Stall next adjoyning to the house, and borrowed his knife of him to dress his Fish; that while the Fish was a broyling, the people of the house being gon out of the Room, at their return, they found poor Lylliman with the aforesaid knife in his body, and the blood streaming out after it in this condition, nevertheless he had so much strength as to go to the door, and called to the Cobler of whom he borrowed the knife, to come to him, and then imbracing him, cryed out dear Countryman, my wife has stab’d me with a knife I borrowed of you, which words he reiterated 3 or 4 times, and then sunk down dead; The Chirurgion that searched the wound did attest that the knife was entred into his very heart; notwithstanding all which evidence, this bloody woman had the confidence to deny the Fact, and to pretend her self to be clearly innocent of it; but it was too evidently proved against her, and the whole matter being left to the Jury, they brought her in guilty of petty Treason .

Boris and Gleb

Boris and Gleb were two of the many sons of Grand Prince Vladimir I, aka Vladimir the Great (which he really was.) Boris was the elder of the two, and according to just about everything written about him, he was intelligent, immensely loyal and very very Orthodox. He was a capable guy and Vladimir treated him as such. When the Pengcheng army was getting ready to invade, it was Boris he sent out to deal with them. It’s been said that Boris didn’t even need to fight them, that despite all of his good natured-ness and devout-ness, he was a fucking scary dude on the battlefield and once the Pengchengs saw him and his army, they basically said “fuck this” and left. Boris also was the Prince of Rostov, but despite being the Prince of Rostov and not Novgorod, he was considered to be heir apparent to the Grand Princery of Kiev…as it is noted that Boris was Vladimir’s favourite son. Gleb, on the other hand was a minor at the time. He was shy and sort of awkward and really preferred being around Boris than anyone else. He was the Prince of Murom.

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