Monday, May 5, 2014

Viscount


A member of the fourth order of the British peerage, between an earl and a baron. The son or younger brother of a count. 

"'The fact is,' he said, 'reluctant though one may be to admit it, the entire British aristocracy is seamed and honeycombed with immorality. I venture to assert that, if you took a pin and jabbed it down anywhere in the pages of Debrett's Peerage, you would find it piercing the name of someone who was going about the place with a conscience as tender as a sunburned neck.'" 

P. G. Wodehouse, Mulliner Nights (1933).


Wednesday, April 30, 2014

Chatelaine

Someone who governs or keeps a castle.

"They looked at him a hard bunch. Of Mrs Pulteney-Banks he could see little but a cocoon of shawls, but Lady Widdrington was right out in the open, and Lancelot did not like her appearance. The chatelaine of Widdrington Manor was one of those agate-eyed, purposeful, tweed-clad women of whom rural England seems to have a monopoly. She was not unlike what he imagined Queen Elizabeth must have been in her day. A determined and vicious specimen. He marvelled that even a mutual affection for cats could have drawn his gentle uncle to such a one."

P. G. Wodehouse, Mulliner Nights (1933).

Friday, January 31, 2014

Scribes and Poor-Quality Parchment

A literate, dexterous, dogged writer and copyist.

"The scribe to whom a poor-quality parchment had been given was in for a very disagreeable task, and in the margins of surviving monastic manuscripts there are occasional outbursts of distress: 'The parchment is hairy' . . . 'Thin ink, bad parchment, difficult text' . . . 'Thank God, it will soon be dark.' 'Let the copyist be permitted to put an end to his labor,' a weary monk wrote beneath his name, the date, and the place where he worked; 'Now I've written the whole thing," wrote another. 'For Christ's sake give me a drink.'"

The Swerve, How the World Became Modern, Stephen Greenblatt (2011).

Friday, January 17, 2014

Cryptanalyst

A codebreaker. 

"The philosopher of the Arabs," al-Kindi, wrote a treatise entitled A Manuscript on Deciphering Cryptographic Messages in the 9th century A.D.

As a "wartime mathematical cryptanalyst put it, the creative codebreaker must 'perforce commune daily with dark spirits to accomplish his feats of mental ju-jitsu.'"

Simon Singh, The Code Book (1999).

Thursday, January 16, 2014

Cryptographers

Cryptographers specialize in the extremely ancient art of writing coded messages.

In the 5th century B.C., Herodotus recounted an "incident in which concealment was sufficient to secure the safe passage of a message. He chronicled the story of Histaiaeus, who wanted to encourage Aristagoras of Miletus to revolt against the Persian king [Xerxes]. To convey his instructions securely, Histaiaeus shaved the head of his messenger, wrote the message on his scalp, and then waited for the hair to regrow. This was clearly a period of history that tolerated a certain lack of urgency. The messenger, apparently carrying nothing contentious, could travel without being harassed. Upon arriving at his destination he then shaved his head and pointed it at the intended recipient."

Simon Singh, The Code Book (1999).

Tuesday, October 8, 2013

Orange-Girl


A street peddler offering oranges in the open air. An orange monger. 

“The riot of images, the virulent volubility of language, all that cloys and satiates in the Elizabethans yet appears to be drawn up with a roar as a feeble fire is sucked up by a newspaper. There is, even in the worst, an intermittent bawling vigour which gives us the sense in our quiet arm-chairs of ostlers and orange-girls catching up the lines, flinging them back, hissing or stamping applause.” 

Virginia Woolf, “Notes on an Elizabethan Play,” The Common Reader (1925).

Cofferer


Someone with a key to the coffers. A treasurer. An officer in the royal household in England, under the controller. 

"The house sat till three o'clock, and then up: and I home with Sir Stephen Fox to his house to dinner, and the Cofferer with us. There I find Sir S. Fox's lady, a fine woman, and seven of the prettiest children of theirs that ever I knew almost. A very genteel dinner, and in great state and fashion, and excellent discourse; and nothing like an old experienced man and a courtier, and such is the Cofferer Ashburnham." 

Samuel Pepys, Diary (December 14, 1666).