THEY HANGED MY SAINTLY BILLY (3 12 pp.)Robert GravesDoubleday ($3.95).
The English love a poisoner. When he is a doctor and a sporting man at that, they dote on him. They nearly made a national festival of it when, 100 years ago, Dr. William Palmer of Rugeley died a sportsman and a poisoner to his fingertips. On June 14, 1856, a crowd of 30,000 jostled and bargained for a good view of the scaffold outside Stafford Gaol, miners caroused in the taverns, and when Palmer died without a struggle, they cried, "Cheat! Twister!", for they had come to see him kick at...
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