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On Saturday August 24th 1867, Fanny Adams, 8 years old, Minnie Warner, 7 years old, and Elizabeth Adams, Fanny’s sister who was only 5, were walking up a lane towards Flood Meadow in Alton, England. They came across a solicitor’s clerk named Frederick Baker. He was 29 years old and looked to be quite respectable in a business suit and tie. He offered two of the girls some money so he could be alone with Fanny, and they took it and took off. Sadly, all though she tried, Fanny was unable to escape and Baker brutally murdered her in a hops field. Around 5 o'clock, when the two young girls returned home they informed a neighbour who told Fanny’s mother. Panic set in and she ran up towards Flood Meadow. On the way she came across Baker as he was coming down the lane. They questioned him but he told them he hadn’t seen her and again, due to his respectable appearance, Mrs. Adams let him go and continued the search for Fanny. Later that evening they found her body. She had been mutilated almost beyond recognition.

Baker was arrested at his offices on High Street and was led through a very angry mob to the police station. Although he claimed innocence there was immediately quite a bit of evidence against him. He had blood stains on his shirt and trousers and also two small blood-stained knives on his person when they arrested him. One of Baker’s drinking buddies also said that on the night of the murder, Baker said he was going to be leaving town that night, and he could find a job somewhere as a butcher. On August 28th they found his diary and in it they found a short but horrible entry: “24th August, Saturday - killed young girl. It was fine and hot.”

He was sent to trial and although he tried to claim insanity the jury found him guilty after only 15 minutes of deliberation. He was hanged on December 24th 1867. Fanny was buried in Alton Cemetery.

The phrase “sweet Fanny Adams” or “sweet F.A” (also known as sweet fuck all) was derived from this case. In 1869 British sailors had been given a a new type of tinned mutton, the macabre joke of the time was it may be the remains of Fanny Adams. So, Fanny Adams became a slang for mutton, then it became slang for anything worthless. Nowadays the phrase means “nothing at all”.

Pictured above: a picture of what is thought to be Fanny Adams, Alton England where the crime took place, a more detailed map that shows how close Flood Meadow is with High Street, an illustration of Baker, a clipping about his execution, Fanny’s headstone and lastly a picture of the two girls that were lucky to escape visiting Fanny’s grave.

You idiots think I don’t miss you. But that’s where you’re wrong. I do. The wind and the shouting laughter and chasing our hats and hopping fences in illegal fields of Patagonia. We’ve never seen a fence that could hold us back. @brigconnelly @sophiabush #OregonToPatagonia

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Lost and Found - Child!Codi

Codi had made a mistake.

She had been playing in the back yard while her Dad did some work inside. She was told not to leave the yard, and especially don’t go into the woods on her own. And she was perfectly happy playing in the sandbox, but a frog hopped into her field of vision, and naturally when you see a frog you’re supposed to catch it! So she happily went after the frog, following it as it hopped it’s way into the woods; exactly where she was not supposed to be.

Now she was lost. She tried her best to find her way home, but she couldn’t remember the way! So she wandered around, sniffling and wiping the tears from her eyes. She had called out for her dad, hoping he could hear her, but he hadn’t shown up yet, and her legs were getting tired from wandering.

So she sat under a big oak tree, hugging her knees close to her chest as she cried, hoping her Daddy would find her soon.

@lilangelmark