“Lieber Herbert!”: Herbert Friedman’s Holocaust Experience Told through Letters, Documents, and Photographs

This post was contributed by Manuscript and Archives Processor Ellen Welch.

Three different handwritten letters in German from MSS 16906, the Herbert Friedman Holocaust materials archive.

Introduction to the Herbert Friedman Holocaust Materials (MSS 16906)

Black and white portrait of Herbert Friedman.
Herbert Friedman at age 20, in 1944. Herbert Friedman Holocaust Materials (MSS 16906)

The collection featured in this article, Herbert Friedman Holocaust Materials (MSS 16906), was donated by Herbert Friedman’s son, University of Virginia alumnus Mark Friedman, to the Albert and Shirley Small Special Collections Library in 2024. The collection is centered on Herbert Friedman and his family in occupied Vienna before World War II. It includes family letters with descriptions of their life living apart, and in fear, with pleas for financial help and affidavits to help them leave Austria, as well as newspaper articles depicting Hitler’s greed and ephemera from their experiences. (The title of this blog post, “Lieber Herbert!”, comes from the salutation written on many letters from Herbert’s mother and other family and friends to thirteen-year-old Herbert after their family was separated.) The collection documents the desperation of one family under Nazi occupation from 1938 to 1940. 

On March 12, 1938, German troops crossed the Austrian border unopposed, and, the following day, Austria was officially incorporated into Nazi Germany, including Vienna, the Friedmans’ hometown where they resided as Polish and Jewish immigrants. The Friedman family included Nusyn David Frdman/Friedman; his wife, Ida Muszkatblit Friedman; and their three children, Bernhard, Herbert and Lilli; along with Ida’s mother Golda Blatter Muszkatblit and Ida’s brother Bencjan Muszkatblit. After Vienna came under the Nazi rule, the Friedmans realized they were no longer safe in their home. By November 1938, the persecution of Jewish populations in Germany, Austria, and Poland forced the Friedman family’s exit from Vienna to scatter across France, Italy, Israel, Poland, England, and the United States to avoid arrest and deportation to a concentration camp. 

David Friedman (Vater) and his eldest son, Bernhard, left Vienna on December 18, 1938, for America by borrowing money to travel by ship and live in Baltimore, Maryland, where they had relatives.Their hope was to bring the rest of the family over as soon as they could afford to send money and documentation. Shortly before the invasion, young Herbert, age 13, and his friend Ernst Fleisher, age 15, had jumped into the river in Vienna to save a drowning woman who tried to commit suicide. This brave action was reported by several Jewish newspapers and led to Herbert becoming a candidate for passage to England. He was one of the children slated for Kindertransport, a pre-World War II rescue mission (1938-1940) that brought nearly 10,000 predominantly Jewish children from Nazi-controlled territories to safety in Great Britain. He sailed with the children on December 10, 1938. None of his family were allowed to see him off, which, according to Herbert, was a terrifying experience that he remembered his entire life. During his two years in England, he attended numerous schools near and outside London, where he may have also resided; the majority were soon closed due to bombing by the German Luftwaffe. 

Herbert’s life changed, and his childhood came to an end as he left his home to live in a foreign country that was bombed during World War II. His focus was on his own survival as well as helping his mother and younger sister escape Vienna. His grandmother (Omam) Golda Blatter Muszkatblit fled to France where she was briefly arrested and lived in Paris with other family members. Herbert’s mother, Ida Friedman, was left stranded in Vienna with her youngest daughter, Lilli. Ida tried for almost a year to join her husband David and eldest son Bernhard, who were learning English and working low paying jobs as tailors and shoemakers in Baltimore. They hardly made enough money to bring Ida or anyone else to America, and Ida could not get an affidavit or money to leave. She was frantic that, after barely surviving the First World War, she would be left alone in Austria during another war and would not be able to survive it. For eight terrifying months, no one could help her to get the right paperwork to leave. She was feeling desperate to get herself and Lilli to safety in the United States before the Gestapo could knock on her door and deport them to a concentration camp, at any moment, day or night.  

With the help of many benefactors including Dr. Alvin and Fannie Thalheimer, Julie Myers Strauss, the National Refugee Service, the Baltimore Section National Council of Jewish Women, the Hebrew Immigrant Aid Society, and the Refugee Children’s Movement, Herbert sailed from England to New York and joined his family in Baltimore on November 14, 1940.  

Despite his early traumatic years, Herbert Friedman became a successful pharmacist and lived with his wife and sons in Norfolk, Virginia. Throughout his life, he traveled and shared his experiences with many people so that they could know the terror of living in a totalitarian state under Adolph Hitler and the Nazi party, a dictatorship that dismantled democracy, enforced a rigid cult of personality, and used terror via the Gestapo and SS (Schutzstaffel). It controlled all aspects of public and private life, pushing a racist, expansionist ideology, based on racial purity (Aryan supremacy) and anti-semitism. It led to the systematic genocide of six million Jewish people—in addition to many Roma and Sinti people, Polish and Soviet civilians, political opponents, Blacks, gays, people with disabilities, and others. 

The Herbert Friedman Holocaust Materials have been digitized so that even more people can have access to his story. 

Selected Letters

Ida Friedman letter (digitized) to her son Herbert Friedman at school in England about her efforts to get safely out of Vienna and envelope with Deutsch Reich stamp, February 22, 1939. Herbert Friedman Holocaust Materials (MSS 16906)

English translation

Dear Herbert,

I received your letter yesterday and have read it with joy. I was glad to hear how you pass the day. We thank you for your concern about us. It is for us high time to get out of this hell. Many days I am without hope. I have such longing for you and the others and start to cry when I think how dispursed we are. It is not a bad idea from you that Lilly and I should come to England. But as you say I don’t know if I could last as a domestic. I have heard that to be a maid in England is not so easy. I am unable to know what is the best advise for us to do. Vater left Dec. 18 and so far I haven’t seen a penny. For the time being Uncle Carl hasn’t sent anything and if things go on like this we’ll be in sad shape. Vater himself has nothing and he would feel ashamed to ask Uncle. So far as I see it’s going to be a long wait before I can go to America. As you write Vater and Bernhard are going to school. The Messiah is likely to come before Vater is going to be able to help us. Just imagine first they have to earn some money and only then will Uncle Carl help to bring us to America.

Now dear child be careful do not write to Uncle, Vater or Bernhard what I write to you. Vater wrote me that Uncle Carl has quite an ego, is very reach [rich] and demands respect. When you write to them you will have to consider at least times whatever you say. You must always write a thoughtful and thankful letter. G-d forbid do not ask for anything and do not complain. You wrote that Uncle Carl wrote to you to be a brave English man. You could reply that your duty is to be a good son, to help your parents have a new home and that you have great worry about your mother and sister having been left behind in such hell in the hands off such an evil. Do not write to Uncle that you are trying to get us to England as domestics. He will then think let them go to England and I won’t have to bother myself.

Now dear Herbert you ask if you should become a farmer, I would advise you to learn a good trade you could always go to farming. It would be better if you would endeavor to be with a nice family. I have heard that only after two years they will teach you a trade. I absolutely do not want you to become a tailor or shoemaker. Write how you are doing. Be brave of good behavior and diligent in learning English. Uncle Bencjan is still with us here. I suppose he waits for the glass eyed Messiah. I already wrote to Omama all about you. I enclose the picture you asked for.

This is all the news, be well and happy with heartiest regards and kisses- Mamma and Lilli, Benjan, Frau Wadichka, Wahs, Baumgarten, Schneider, Frau Krumenacher, Family Kupfer, Family Rojach and especially Fritzl and Bertie.

Post script: Dear Herbert- I am happy to hear all is well with you. You know how it is with us. I now go to Wahringer school. The Malzgasse school is shut down. I have to travel a long way to go to school. A teacher comes to the house to teach me English. Lilli


Ida Friedman handwritten letter in German to Herbert Friedman pleading for help while he is at school in England. No envelope.
Ida Friedman letter (digitized) to her son Herbert pleading for help in leaving Vienna, April 23, 1939. Herbert Friedman Holocaust Materials (MSS 16906)
English translation

April 23, 1939

Dear Herbert:

Write to Uncle Carl and tell him that you have no peace thinking about us. That your worries will make you sick. You can’t eat or sleep thinking about us and for him to have pity to send an affidavit for us quickly. He should not take his time because each day something could happen. Beg him and write nicely. Write to him as I am telling you. From father we have not gotten anything and I don’t know when they’ll do anything and when they do it may be too late. Father is already five months in America and still has done nothing. He writes I should ask for a visa. Instead of letters I would have had our medical exam at the Consul if they had sent an affidavit. I’m sick of worrying. We hear so many things. If G’d forbid something terrible breaks out, (war) we will not live through it. I have suffered through one war already and am still sick and weak from those times. The American people don’t know what it’s like and Father thinks that they won’t do anything to women. So write to Uncle Carl and inform him that your mother suffered through one war already and then she was still young. I will not last through a second war and you write the same to Father.

This is all, stay well, your mother.

Write to me what answer you receive to your letter.


Handwritten letter in German  showing date October 24, return address, Baltimore, MD, 3604 Park Heights Ave. Roman numeral I at top center.
Ida Friedman letter (digitized) from Baltimore to Herbert Friedman about her escape from Vienna. Herbert Friedman Holocaust Materials (MSS 16906)
Handwritten letter in German  addressed to Herbert. Roman numeral I at top center.
Lilli Friedman letter (digitized) to Herbert Friedman about her new life in Baltimore, Maryland after leaving Nazi-occupied Vienna. Herbert Friedman Holocaust Materials (MSS 16906)
Envelope addressed in German to  Herbert Friedman, Townley Castle 59 Eton Ave. London N.W.3. Hampstead. Postmarked Oct 26 12pm, Baltimore, MD. Crossed out address: Kendra Hall School, Pampisford Road, South Croydon, Surrey, Highland. "England" written in bottom right corner.
Envelope of Ida and Lilli Friedman letters to Herbert Friedman showing the forwarding address of Herbert who had to change residences frequently due to the bombing of schools in England, October 24, 1939. Herbert Friedman Holocaust Materials (MSS 16906)
English translation

Baltimore, October 24, 1939 (Ida to Herbert)

Dear Herbert,

This is my first letter to you from Baltimore. You probably will be surprised to learn that I was even able to get out of Vienna at this time. I can’t describe to you what ordeal we underwent before departure. Once again in Vienna we suffered another repeat of Nov. 10, 1938. Some 6,000 Jews were arrested and taken to Dachau and Buchenwald concentration camps. Among the unlucky to be arrested was the father of Hershel Halperin, they kept him for two weeks and then let him go. He is a very sick man. When you see Hershel tell him about his father and let him know his parents send their regards. You can tell him how lucky he is to be in England for if he had been in Vienna he would have been among those arrested. All Stateless and Polish citizens were forced out and taken away. Dear child, I can’t imagine that I succeeded in saving myself from such criminals. I was able to leave on an Italian ship and spent 10 days at sea. I was seasick the whole time and couldn’t eat anything. Vater awaited us in New York and we then spent three days with Vater’s cousins in NY Today is our first day in Baltimore and we’re staying with the Goldberg’s.

For the time being we don’t have our own place where to stay. Uncle Carl will be in Baltimore within 8 to 10 days. In the meantime I wander around and don’t miss Hitler and Wiener Schnitzel. write how you are. I think about you and am always anxious as to how you are especially since we could not write to you. I have no news from Paris. Even before we left from Vienna we were forced out of our apartment. Alex and Berti came one Sunday and just put out our bedroom furniture and we were left with no place and no money. It was lucky for us that there was an Italian ship going to America otherwise it would have been our demise. Vater sent us two ship tickets which cost $400.00. In Vienna the ship agency would not accept German Marks. As soon as I got the ship tickets I left everything behind and just ran. You cannot imagine what life is like now in Vienna for Jews. There is much hunger for Jewish people, for 4 weeks we lived on bread and tea. The Gestapo confiscated all assets from the Kultusgemeinde. Since the Kutusgemeinde has no money and one can be sent in from abroad and all borders are closed it is impossible to leave. Tell all the people in England to take an interest on the unfortunate persecuted Jews in Austria

This is all the news, stay health. The next time I”ll write more. Many regards and kisses from your Mama.

Dear Herbert, Now I am in America and I can write you that I am sorry because I have left Hitler alone. I fear he won’t last since I left him behind. The poor Hitler I feel sorry for him. (This is said as a joke.) Now to substance, I had a good journey. I liked Genoa in Italy and the Italian people. I did not get seasick on the ship but Mama was very sick. The captain of ship and waiter spoke with me in English and I understood very well. They were very friendly. I like New York but it can’t be compared to Vienna. I like Baltimore with single homes much more. Because I don’t know what else to write I shut the letter with many regards and kisses from your sister. Lilli Many regards and Kisses from Vater.


Lilli Friedman letter (digitized) with envelope to her brother Herbert Friedman describing her and her mother’s passage to America, November 22, 1939. Herbert Friedman Holocaust Materials (MSS 16906)

English translation

Baltimore, November 22, 1939

Dear Herbert,

We received your dear letter and were glad to hear from you. Now we are able to write all about us. However, not in English, you have slightly overestimated our acquaintance with English. We are responding in German lest you forget it. Now, I’ll tell you everything from the beginning.

As you may know, we were supposed to leave Austria via a German shipt the “Bremen” sailing from Cherbourg, France to the US. With the outbreak of war all sailing of passenger ships were canceled. We had lost all hope of ever leaving the prison we felt to be in. We indeed had nothing to eat and generally what little seemed available went to Aryans. If this wasn’t enough for us we also forced from our apartment. We had no news from anyone and in a desperate situation. Then, with G’ds help we learned that Dutch and Italian ships still sailed. However, a fortune in money was required to book a fare. In addition there was a new requirement that all payments had to be in US dollars. Payment in German marks was not accepted. Dutch and Italian shiplines were able to sail because their country was neutral. How could Jews in the German Reich have US dollars? Nobody had it. We sent a cable to Vater asking to get us two tickets for an Italian ship. Cable messages sent back and forth and three long weeks passed before with luck we received the tickets. Now the circumstance was that many people had visas and some had ship tickets yet were unable to leave because the ships were fully booked for months in advance. We had lost all hope when the Germans passed a new Law that all persons who wanted to ravel out of Germany had to have also an exit visa and that was only available to German citizens. Stateless and Polish Jews were not allowed to leave this was followed by another terrible act in that non-citizen men were then arrested and taken to Dachau and Buchenwald concentration camps, no longer to return. Thereby, many people who had ship tickets were unable to leave and ship space was again available. We left at once, within four days of our booking. We took a train for Genoa, Italy. Surely, you know that Uncle Bencjan had gone to Italy before us. In the beginning he stayed in Milan and he was being helped by the Jewish Relief Committee but it was shut down and he was left with nothing. When walking out from the Committee building he was taken into custody by the Italian police. Since he had no proof of any source of income he was ordered out of Italy. He was on his way back to Vienna when reconsidered and decided to to go to Genoa which is another city in Italy. By coincidence our ship left from Genoa and thus we were able to spend two days together. He met us at the train station and he looked in a terrible state. He had no money. there is no relief help, each night he sleeps somewhere else. We thought we could give him the 8 dollars we had with us but couldn’t give him much since we had to pay for 2 nights stay and to eat. You can imagine the sadness and how he cried as we embarked our ship. He has nothing to wear. He had sent all things to Paris thinking of crossing the border into France and now he has nothing. We brought him a few things, but I tell you he is in terrible shape. His only hope is for us to get him an affidavit.

Now as to our ship, the first 3 days of sailing were very nice. We did not even feel we were on an ocean. On the 4th day the problems began. We were on route to Algiers in French Africa when the ship was ordered to halt by a French warship. After a long back and forth discussion and just as we thought they would let us go, the French in contact with the British issued an order that all men with German passports and between the ages of 18 to 50 would be removed for internment in Algiers. You can well imagine the upset and crying that went on among their families. If Vater had been with us then he too would now be interned in French Africa. The following day the sea became very rough and many people became very seasick and stayed in bed. Just a few it seemed were alright. Mama could not eat anything. vomited the whole time and stayed in bed. I however felt fine and enjoyed the ship the rougher the ocean got to be. I organized my time and always found something to do. If I stopped by to see Mama she told me to leave the cabin lest I too get sick. I went to explore the 1st and 2nd class of ship and went to the cinema. Though, I don’t understand Italian I could understand those in English a little bit. When I really had nothing to do, I conversed with the Captain, waiters and sailors and understood them very well since I had studied English for six months. It took 10 days for the ship to arrive in NY. Vater, an Aunt and cousin from Vater’s side of relatives met us. We stayed in NY for 3 days. Mama was weak and this allowed her to rest before proceeding to Baltimore. We arrived here at night with no place of our own to stay. Vater and Mama stayed in a room and I went to stay with a family who were friends of Vater. The next day we were invited to dinner at cousin Goldbergs and I have stayed with till now. While in NY we called Uncle Muszkat and he told us he would shortly see us in Baltimore. So far 4 weeks have passed and we haven’t seen him. The 600.00 $ we had have been spent. The ship tickets cost 400.00$ the rest was for Bernhard at 10.00$ per week, a dentist and cables. In short the $600.00 is gone.

The relatives don’t want to do anything for us. I have no good wishes for Uncle Yitzchak and wife. In particular his wife who was against helping our family to come her. Not even once has he come to see us and has no interest in us. Whenever we need help he stands to the side. As it is. G’d has punished him for his wife’s bad behavior as his wife needs to be hospitalized. On our own we found a place to stay and now have 2 rooms and a kitchen for $ 23.00/month which includes heat and light. Not a cent has been contributed by our relatives. We have a place where to stay but no furniture. Every little item we gave away in Vienna we now have to buy anew. Vater hasn’t had much work but now it is a little better. Bernhard works but so far hasn’t given us anything. He lives by himself and pays for his own upkeep. He is going to live with us and hope that he will contribute in paying the rent.

We received a letter from Uncle Carl and he wrote that he won’t come this month but the next. He also tells us to go to Uncle Yitzchak and ask to give us $50.00 which he will refund and that Yitzchak should on his own add something as well as cousin Goldberg. to enable us to buy some furniture. Yitzchak old us to ask Uncle Carl to send us a check, he is not giving us anything. He is a bad person. Mama sent a letter to Uncle Carl who is now in New York.

As for me, as yet I’m not going to school because of where I live. I’m staying with cousins Goldberg and twice a week go to English clas. I would like to write more but my hand is beginning to hurt. I’m amazed to see I’ve written 8 pages. I conclude this letter with many regards and kisses from Vater, Mama and Bernhard. I have a picture of you of where you went with a family for tea and am not satisfied as to how you look. You should eat more and not worry so much. A wait a long letter from you. Your loving sister.


Handwritten letter in German and in blue ink from Friedmans to Herbert Friedman.
Ida, David, and Lilli Friedman letter (digitized) to Herbert Friedman about Herbert finally coming to live with them in Baltimore, Maryland, October 8, 1940. Herbert Friedman Holocaust Materials (MSS 16906)
English translation

Baltimore, October 8, 1940

Dear Herbert,

You cannot imagine the joy we felt upon receiving your last letter. For almost four weeks we had not heard from you. You had promised us to write every week and you have not kept your promise. We know that all is going on in London and the tragic sinking by the Nazis of a ship with 83 children aboard. We cried day and night. When I think that you too will go by ship my heart beats with freight [fright]. When you sail do not sleep at night for the first few days and always wear your life preserver belt.

We wish for the moment of your arrival in New York. Take good care of all your things as I know you are very forgetful. From whom did you get the $10.00 for the Visa? Your ship’s ticket of $137.00 was paid by the person who sponsored the affidavit and was sent to the American Consul. Don’t forget to bring with you a small gift for Mrs. Strauss of the Hias Committee. She did a lot for you. Also, bring something for the man who gave the affidavit, something like a lighter for cigarettes. If you don’t have the money then borough a few dollars and I will reimburse with great appreciation. Do not bring me any stockings. You don’t know what kind I could use because I have small feet. Do not forget your ring and watch. Many people already await your coming with great impatience. When you arrive in New York a member of the Committee will meet you and if they inquire if you have any money, say no and they’ll give you the busfare to Baltimore. Perhaps we’ll be at the port when your ship docks.

This is all the news. We are in good health. We hope you have received all the letters we mailed to you. We greet and kiss you and eagerly await the moment of your arrival.

Your parents


Interesting quotes and information from letters in the archive: 

Ida wrote to Herbert, “You know dear child, how we are now all dispersed in a different land. Therefore, you must try to bring the family together again. You know very well that I am helpless about our situation.” (December 21, 1938) 

Ida wrote to Herbert that children were required to change their names to Jewish first names. She and Lilli were called Sarah. Her brother, Benjcan was called Israel. Ida advised Herbert that he was too young to go to Palestine. “You must be 15 or 16 years old or be part of Zionist organizations to go to Palestine.” (December 26, 1938) 

Ida wrote to Herbert that it was better for him to be in England, “Be thankful to be free of the murderer’s hands. I am desperate and still in this hell of life. Don’t be homesick; you have no home. Try to live with a family in England and learn a trade.” (December 30, 1938) 

Ida wrote to Herbert, “I wanted to send 10 Reichsmark to Grandfather in Poland but this is not allowed. It is against the law to send any money out of the country.” (January 3, 1939) 

Ida mentioned a newspaper article about a new Nazi requirement. “We have to turn in all jewelry. I don’t know what to do with my pearls, Lilli’s watch and other things. Now they are taking away whatever we have.” Ida also wrote that she was waiting for an affidavit from the American Embassy. Herbert wanted her to come to England. She was conflicted about it. “In Vienna it costs 52 Reich Marks for 2 visas. In England it is 20 US dollars. Where am I going to get that money. Who would give it to me? Now I don’t know what I should do. If I could be sure we could leave in a short time we would stay here… but I fear it may be a long time before we can leave.” (March 7, 1939) 

Bernhard Friedman wrote to his brother Herbert, “The newspapers here are full of news about Hitler and what he is doing in Germany. Last Sunday 70,000 people demonstrated against Hitler. They demolished the German Consulate and German businesses, in short, it was a riot and took place in New York.” (March 27, 1939) 

David Friedman wrote to his son, Herbert that he was trying to get an affidavit from Uncle Carl Muskavit so Ida could come to the United States. “It is very nice that you are trying to help Mama through your Refugee Committee. However I want her soon to come to America rather than England. I am doing everything I can for Mama.” (March 27, 1939) 

Bernhard Friedman wrote to Herbert, “It is bitter that Mama has been thrown out of her home. I believe Vater cannot get a weekly income statement because his job is not permanent. You must understand we can only do so much.” (April 7, 1939) 

Ida wrote to Herbert about her concern for her Omama (mother) and her brother Bencjan. “Omama has not written for a long time. Her permit to stay in Paris expired on May 10th. I don’t know what will happen next. Later Herbert added notes to the letters explaining that Omama (Golda Muzskotlblit) died in Paris shortly after her arrest and Bencjan hid in Italy where he was arrested and deported to Austria. He escaped to France and was arrested again. He died at the concentration camp, Auschwitz.  (May 28, 1939) 

Ida wrote to Herbert “The newspapers announced yesterday that Jewish people who became Austrian citizens within the past eighteen years will be stripped of their citizenship.” (July 17, 1939) She also wrote, “I read in the papers today that entry into the United States will be closing for five years.” “Write to Vater and ask him what he has done.” “Everyone is leaving and I am still here. Only for me is such a sad fate.” (July 18, 1939) 

In a letter to Herbert, from his cousin Marthe Rozencwadj, she referred to French film star Francoise Rosay, who was awarded the French Legion of Honour for her radio broadcasts against Nazi Germany. Marthe quoted Rosay as saying on Radio Algiers, “I wish that for all times (forever) the regimes of dictatorships such as Hitler’s be abolished; That the whole world touch hands; we are all human beings; we all have a home, children, a family.” (October 5, 1939) 

Ida wrote to Herbert, “Once again in Vienna we suffered through another repeat of November 10, 1938. Some 6000 Jews were arrested and taken to Dachau and Buechenwald concentration camps. (October 24, 1939)

At the height of her despair, Ida received good news: “Now dear child I can report with great joy that I received notification to come to the America Consulate…for our physical exam.” (July 26, 1939) On October 24, 1939 she was able to write Herbert, “Dear child, I can’t imagine that I succeeded in saving myself from such criminals. I was able to leave on an Italian ship R.M.S. Samaria and spent 10 days at sea.”


For more information about Herbert Friedman: 

Rasmussen, Frederick N. “Herbert Friedman, who escaped the Holocaust and later became a successful pharmacist, dies.” Baltimore Sun (Baltimore, IN), October 10, 2020. 

“To Carol who willed it”: On Carol and John Steinbeck

This post was contributed by Small Special Collections Library Curator George Riser.

Carol Henning met John Steinbeck in June 1928 at Lake Tahoe, where Steinbeck was working at a fish hatchery. They fell “instantly” in love; Carol’s friend Idell, who introduced them, wrote in a letter to a friend, “John fell upon Carol like a bear coming out of hibernation would fall upon a fresh beef steak.” They married in January 1930, and Carol and John began scratching out a living while Steinbeck (with Carol’s inestimable assistance) went about with his writing.    

In an early short story entitled “Saint Katy the Virgin” (PS3537.T3234 S2 1936) Steinbeck writes of a medieval time where two brothers from a monastery approach a farmer for his mandatory tithe. The farmer, angry at being forced to tithe, gives the brothers Katy, his most disagreeable pig—a pig so ornery, he soon chases the two brothers up a tree. One of the brothers dangles his iron crucifix over the pig, exorcising the devil that was presumed to be making Katy so violent. Immediately, the pig is calmed and goes willingly to the monastery, where they face the angry Father who explains that, as Katy is now a Christian, she cannot be eaten. The Father notes, “There are plenty of Christians. This year there’s a great shortage of pigs.” Katy goes on to live a contemplative existence, and crowds come from afar to seek her benedictions.

The story was published in December 1936 by Covici-Friede in a fine press edition of 199 copies. A presentation copy to Carol is held in the Clifton Waller Barrett Library in the University of Virginia Special Collections Library. The inscription reads: “To Carol pig beautiful sowie from J. Ernst Pig.”

Throughout their marriage, Steinbeck acknowledged Carol’s inspiration and assistance in writing his stories and novels. His masterpiece The Grapes of Wrath (PS3537 .T3234 G8 1939), a title chosen by Carol, published in 1939, is dedicated “To Carol who willed it.” The Clifton Waller Barrett Library holds the presentation copy of the first printing of The Grapes of Wrath with a holograph inscription to Carol in the private language they used for purposes of intimacy.

Our best interpretation of that inscription, with the help of AI:

One Carol equal one everything
The cycle and equal misery
So love and stay around
One Carol equal and equal.

Sog [Steinbeck’s nickname]
John Steinbeck
Los Gatos in the evening.

The holograph manuscript for The Grapes of Wrath is also held in the Barrett Library. The first leaf has the heading, “New Start, Big Writing.” Carol had agreed to make a typescript from the manuscript copy if Steinbeck would make his hand more legible in the final draft. One can see from the first leaf to the fourth that Steinbeck’s best intentions at “big writing” did not last beyond the third leaf.  

Trouble inevitably follows great success, and John and Carol divorced in 1943. (For further reading, see Susan Shillinglaw, Carol & John Steinbeck: Portrait of a Marriage (University of Nevada Press, 2013). (PS3537.T3234 Z8664 2013)) 

A Poem Unearthed: Walt Whitman’s “Live Oak with Moss”

Section I of "Live Oak with Moss" laid against a teal background.
Section I of “Live Oak with Moss” manuscript in Walt Whitman’s hand, n.d. (Photo courtesy of Lathan Goumas, University Communications)

This post was contributed by Small Special Collections Library Curator George Riser.

Walt Whitman self-published Leaves of Grass in 1855 in a collection of twelve poems. Encouraged by a letter from Ralph Waldo Emerson, Whitman released a second edition a year later in 1856; this edition included thirty-two poems. A third edition followed in 1860, and the book now boasted 156 poems. The poems added to the 1860 edition exist in Whitman’s hand, and these edited manuscript poems (part of MSS 3829) are housed in the Clifton Waller Barrett Library of American Literature at the University of Virginia Special Collections Library.  

In 1956, Fredson Bowers, a University of Virginia English professor, examined the manuscript poems and noted that scattered throughout the “Calamus” section was a set of twelve numbered poems, all written on the same white-wove paper and obviously fair copies (final versions after all corrections and revisions have been made). Placing the poems in numerical order for the first time since the 1860 edition was published, Bowers saw that these twelve poems made a single long poem entitled “Live Oak with Moss,” and that Whitman’s intent in these poems was to express his feeling about “the manly love of comrades.”  

16 pieces of white paper labeled in sections with roman numerals from 1-12, featuring Whitman's handwriting in dark ink.
Here, the twelve manuscript sections have been digitally stitched together. Notice the “IX” that was sliced in half when pages 12 and 13 were cut. Walt Whitman, “Live Oak with Moss” manuscript sections, n.d. (MSS 3829)

In Bower’s 1956 article in Studies in Bibliography, “Whitman’s Manuscript for the original ‘Calamus Poems,’” Bowers noted that Whitman’s first symbol of “manly love” was the live oak. Bowers described the poems in their original sequence as appearing deeply personal and candid and having been written about love and disappointment in a relationship between two men—an insight that had been much speculated upon, but, as Bower concludes, “here in these manuscripts is the proof.” 

As Whitman had much to fear in his lifetime when making clear his feelings about homosexual love, he made the decision to scatter the twelve sections throughout the “Calamus” cluster to obscure his original intent.

Shown below are images of the original “Live Oak with Moss” manuscript poem in Whitman’s original sequence. 

  • Section I, page 1.“ Live Oak with Moss” has been crossed out, and “Calamus Leaves” is written above that.
  • Section II, page 2.
  • Section II, page 3.
  • Section III, page 4.
  • Section III, page 5.
  • Section IV, page 6.
  • Section V, page 7.
  • Section V, page 8.
  • Section V, page 8.5.
  • Section VI, page 9.
  • Section VII, page 9.5, of Live Oak with Moss manuscript.
  • Section VII, page 10.
  • Section VIII, page 11.
  • Section VIII, page 12.
  • Section IX, page 13.
  • Section X, page 14.
  • Section XI, page 15.
  • Section XII, page 16.

Full poem, courtesy of the Whitman Archive:

“Live Oak with Moss”

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Not heat flames up and consumes,
Not sea-waves hurry in and out,
Not the air, delicious and dry, the air of the ripe
     summer, bears lightly along white down-balls of
     myriads of seeds, wafted, sailing gracefully, to drop
     where they may,
Not these—O none of these, more than the flames of
     me, consuming, burning for his love whom I love!
O none, more than I, hurrying in and out;
Does the tide hurry, seeking something, and never give
     up? O I the same;
O nor down-balls, nor perfumes, nor the high rain-
     emitting clouds, are borne through the open air,
Any more than my Soul is borne through the open air,
Wafted in all directions, O love, for friendship, for you.

2

I saw in Louisiana a live-oak growing,
All alone stood it, and the moss hung down from the
     branches,
Without any companion it grew there, uttering joyous
     leaves of dark green,
And its look, rude, unbending, lusty, made me think of
     myself,
But I wondered how it could utter joyous leaves,
     standing alone there, without its friend, its lover
     near—for I knew I could not,
And I broke off a twig with a certain number of leaves
     upon it, and twined around it a little moss,
And brought it away—and I have placed it in sight in
     my room,
It is not needed to remind me as of my own dear
     friends,
(For I believe lately I think of little else than of them,)
Yet it remains to me a curious token—it makes me think
     of manly love;
For all that, and though the live-oak glistens there in
     Louisiana, solitary, in a wide flat space,
Uttering joyous leaves all its life, without a friend, a
     lover, near,
I know very well I could not.

3

When I heard at the close of the day how my name had
     been received with plaudits in the capitol, still it was
     not a happy night for me that followed;
And else, when I caroused, or when my plans were
     accomplished, still I was not happy;
But the day when I rose at dawn from the bed of perfect
     health, refreshed, singing, inhaling the ripe breath of
     autumn,
When I saw the full moon in the west grow pale and
     disappear in the morning light,
When I wandered alone over the beach, and,
     undressing, bathed, laughing with the cool waters,
     and saw the sun rise,
And when I thought how my dear friend, my lover, was
     on his way coming, O then I was happy;
O then each breath tasted sweeter—and all that day my
     food nourished me more—And the beautiful day
     passed well,
And the next came with equal joy—And with the next,
     at evening, came my friend;
And that night, while all was still, I heard the waters roll
     slowly continually up the shores,
I heard the hissing rustle of the liquid and sands, as
     directed to me, whispering, to congratulate me,
For the one I love most lay sleeping by me under the
     same cover in the cool night,
In the stillness, in the autumn moonbeams, his face was
     inclined toward me,
And his arm lay lightly around my breast—And that
     night I was happy.

4

This moment as I sit alone, yearning and thoughtful, it
     seems to me there are other men in other lands,
     yearning and thoughtful;
It seems to me I can look over and behold them, in
     Germany, Italy, France, Spain—Or far, far away, in
     China, or in Russia or India—talking other dialects;
And it seems to me if I could know those men better, I
     should become attached to them, as I do to men in
     my own lands,
It seems to me they are as wise, beautiful, benevolent,
     as any in my own lands;
O I know we should be brethren and lovers,
I know I should be happy with them.

5

Long I thought that knowledge alone would suffice
     me—O if I could but obtain knowledge!
Then my lands engrossed me—Lands of the prairies,
     Ohio’s land, the southern savannas, engrossed me—
     For them I would live—I would be their orator;
Then I met the examples of old and new heroes—I
     heard of warriors, sailors, and all dauntless persons—
     And it seemed to me that I too had it in me to be as
     dauntless as any—and would be so;
And then, to enclose all, it came to me to strike up the
     songs of the New World—And then I believed my life
     must be spent in singing;
But now take notice, land of the prairies, land of the
     south savannas, Ohio’s land,
Take notice, you Kanuck woods—and you Lake
     Huron—and all that with you roll toward Niagara—
     and you Niagara also,
And you, Californian mountains—That you each and all
     find somebody else to be your singer of songs,
For I can be your singer of songs no longer—One who
     loves me is jealous of me, and withdraws me from all
     but love,
With the rest I dispense—I sever from what I thought
     would suffice me, for it does not—it is now empty
     and tasteless to me,
I heed knowledge, and the grandeur of The States, and
     the example of heroes, no more,
I am indifferent to my own songs—I will go with him I
     love,
It is to be enough for us that we are together—We never
     separate again.

6

What think you I take my pen in hand to record?
The battle-ship, perfect-model’d, majestic, that I saw
     pass the offing to-day under full sail?
The splendors of the past day? Or the splendor of the
     night that envelops me?
Or the vaunted glory and growth of the great city
     spread around me?—No;
But I record of two simple men I saw to-day, on the pier,
     in the midst of the crowd, parting the parting of dear
     friends,
The one to remain hung on the other’s neck, and
     passionately kissed him,
While the one to depart, tightly prest the one to remain
     in his arms.

7

You bards of ages hence! when you refer to me, mind
     not so much my poems,
Nor speak of me that I prophesied of The States, and led
     them the way of their glories;
But come, I will take you down underneath this
     impassive exterior—I will tell you what to say of me:
Publish my name and hang up my picture as that of the
     tenderest lover
The friend, the lover’s portrait, of whom his friend, his
     lover, was fondest,
Who was not proud of his songs, but of the measureless
     ocean of love within him—and freely poured it forth,
Who often walked lonesome walks, thinking of his dear
     friends, his lovers,
Who pensive, away from one he loved, often lay
     sleepless and dissatisfied at night,
Who knew too well the sick, sick dread lest the one he
     loved might secretly be indifferent to him,
Whose happiest days were far away, through fields, in
     woods, on hills, he and another, wandering hand in
     hand, they twain, apart from other men,
Who oft as he sauntered the streets, curved with his
     arm the shoulder of his friend—while the arm of his
     friend rested upon him also.

8

Hours continuing long, sore and heavy-hearted,
Hours of the dusk, when I withdraw to a lonesome and
     unfrequented spot, seating myself, leaning my face in
     my hands;
Hours sleepless, deep in the night, when I go forth,
     speeding swiftly the country roads, or through the
     city streets, or pacing miles and miles, stifling
     plaintive cries;
Hours discouraged, distracted—for the one I cannot
     content myself without, soon I saw him content
     himself without me;
Hours when I am forgotten, (O weeks and months are
     passing, but I believe I am never to forget!)
Sullen and suffering hours! (I am ashamed—but it is
     useless—I am what I am;)
Hours of my torment—I wonder if other men ever have
     the like, out of the like feelings?
Is there even one other like me—distracted—his friend,
     his lover, lost to him?
Is he too as I am now? Does he still rise in the morning,
     dejected, thinking who is lost to him? and at night,
     awaking, think who is lost?
Does he too harbor his friendship silent and endless?
     harbor his anguish and passion?
Does some stray reminder, or the casual mention of a
     name, bring the fit back upon him, taciturn and
     deprest?
Does he see himself reflected in me? In these hours,
     does he see the face of his hours reflected?

9

I dreamed in a dream, I saw a city invincible to the
     attacks of the whole of the rest of the earth,
I dreamed that was the new City of Friends,
Nothing was greater there than the quality of robust
     love—it led the rest,
It was seen every hour in the actions of the men of that
     city,
And in all their looks and words.

10

O you whom I often and silently come where you are,
     that I may be with you,
As I walk by your side, or sit near, or remain in the
     same room with you,
Little you know the subtle electric fire that for your sake
     is playing within me.

11

Earth! my likeness!
Though you look so impassive, ample and spheric
     there,
I now suspect that is not all;
I now suspect there is something fierce in you, eligible
     to burst forth;
For an athlete is enamoured of me—and I of him,
But toward him there is something fierce and terrible in
     me, eligible to burst forth,
I dare not tell it in words—not even in these songs.

12

To the young man, many things to absorb, to engraft, to
     develop, I teach, to help him become élève of mine,
But if blood like mine circle not in his veins,
If he be not silently selected by lovers, and do not
     silently select lovers,
Of what use is it that he seek to become élève of mine?

“Your History:” Cartoons Depicting Black History

Content Warning Note: The blog about this collection contains racial terminology and imagery typical for the time that contemporary viewers may find offensive. The purpose of this note is to give users the opportunity to decide whether they need or want to view these materials, or at least, to mentally or emotionally prepare themselves to view the materials.

This post by Manuscripts and Archives Processor Ellen Welch introduces a recent acquisition: a scrapbook labeled “Negro History” (MSS 16835) compiled by Bernard Proctor, a celebrated World War II captain in the Tuskegee Airmen and a descendant of the West Indies. (See this oral history video series by the Visionary Project for more about Proctor and his life.) The scrapbook consists of cartoons detailing historical vignettes about Black history from a weekly newspaper series—”Your History” published by the Pittsburgh Courier, an African American newspaper and edited by Robert L. Vann. The series was written by Jamaican American journalist Joel Augustus Rogers (1880-1966) and illustrated by Samuel Milai during the years 1940-1950 and then by George Lee from 1934-1937. Proctor collected, cut out, and pasted the cartoons on paper and placed them in a 3-ring binder. The series in this archive includes the dates 1948-1950; the newspaper ran the series from 1934-1966. 

Black-and-white photo of Joel Augustus Rogers, dated 1936.
Joel Augustus Rogers, 1936. (Courtesy of the Schomburg Center for Research in Black Culture.)

While working as a Pullman porter in Chicago, Joel Augustus Rogers travelled across the country before he launched his career as one of the leading Black journalists of his generation. [1] He wrote regularly for many newspapers including the Pittsburgh Courier (1921-1966) and the New York Amsterdam News (1920-1935). Moving to New York in 1921, Rogers wrote and published at least sixteen different books and pamphlets, “a significant body of work that covered the global African community from ancient to modern times and the diaspora.” [2] 

Dr. William E.B. Du Bois (1868-1963), a scholar in American history, wrote, “No man living has revealed so many important facts about the Negro race as has Rogers. He traveled to sixty different nations, studying civilizations, highlighting achievements of ethnic Africans, and challenging prevailing ideas about the social construction of race.” [2, 3] 

The illustrations and descriptive texts in “Your History” span the history and achievements of Black figures in many key events, such as the birth of Buddha, the birth of Christ, the United States Civil War, Antebellum, and American Reconstruction. Rogers states that Black people were rulers of Africa and were revered as Gods (before the transatlantic slave trade began in the sixteenth century). His historical vignettes are mostly true facts, but some are embellished because he used extremes to counter the severe racism embedded in Western culture. The text of Rogers’s cartoons frequently begins with superlatives like “one of the most honored,” “one of the best known,” “one of the greatest,” or “one of the first.” Scholar Henry Louis Gates Jr. asserts, “J. A. Rogers was as serious a researcher as they come, as serious as W.E.B. Du Bois and Carter G. Woodson.” He explained that, even though Rogers embellished some of the stories, he raised questions that would stimulate other researchers to dig deeper into Black history. [3] Gates characterized Rogers’s work as an invaluable resource:

“[Rogers was] a major—in many cases the only—source for the ordinary Black person to learn of their history from the 1920s through the ’70s. They certainly did not get it in their schools and universities or find out about it in mainstream newspapers and books. Rogers brought the idea of Black history to the fore, maintaining that the conventional scholars had a blind spot…” [4] 

The series depicts Black men and women as leaders of every field: doctors, nurses, preachers, teachers, lawyers, property owners, politicians, planters, farmers, athletes (Olympians), artists, scientists, mathematicians, archeologists, dentists, musicians, and astronomers. The historical vignettes are patterned after Robert Ripley’s “Believe it Or Not” style of cartoons. They are brief, easy to read, and designed to capture attention. 

Included in the collection are articles from the Chicago Defender about Black people in history and another series written in the Pittsburgh Courier by James M. Rosbrow (also illustrated by Samuel Milai) titled “Negroes in the Halls of Congress.” This column is about Black men who were born into enslavement and became United States senators and congressmen in the Republican Party during Reconstruction (1865-1877). They championed legislation to further civil rights and improve conditions for Indigenous people until the southern white Democrats regained their political platforms and ousted them. However, their efforts greatly contributed to the civil rights movement by establishing racial equality and citizenship in the 13th, 14th, and 15th Amendments. 

This description of the Pittsburgh Courier characterizes the importance of this archive:

“Through thirty years of persistence, Vann’s paper ultimately helped change the moral tone of American race relations for future generations. Dozens of editorial campaigns and thousands of newspaper articles, features, and cartoons slowly chipped away at the edifice of white supremacy and affected the way people discussed race, rights, and human dignity. This collective effort pushed multiculturalism closer to the mainstream of American political culture outside the South and helped make possible the formation of powerful interracial coalitions during the civil rights years.” [5]

Explore some of Rogers’s cartoons in the collection below. There are hundreds more of the cartoons, too many to mention and yet too fascinating to omit. This archive is a must see! In the words of Dr. John Henrik Clarke (1915–1998), a prominent African American historian, professor, and pioneer in Afrocentrism and Pan-African studies, Rogers “looked at the history of people of African origin and showed how their history is an inseparable part of the history of mankind.” [2]


Aged news clipping pasted on paper featuring an illustrated portrait of Elizabeth Keckley and text about her
Elizabeth “Lizzie” Keckley, businesswoman and philanthropist. (J.A. Rogers, illus. by A. S. Milai, “Elizabeth Keckley,” Your History, c. 1949.)
“Elizabeth Keckley” transcription

Elizabeth Keckley (1818-1907). One of the ablest women, though but an employee, who ever lived in the White House. Closest friend and confidante of Mary Todd, wife of Abraham Lincoln, She had been born a slave and had bought her freedom. A skilled dressmaker, she had worked in the South for Jefferson Davis and coming to Washingtonshe worked for rich families until she came to Mrs. Lincoln, who became extremely attached to her. She was tall, stately, cultured, one writer said, “She would have been an outstanding personality at the court of Louis XIV.” Her book, “Behind the Scenes,” dealing principally with Mrs. Lincoln, was the literary sensation of 1868. Later, she taught domestic science at Wilberforce University and prepared the Negro exhibit for the Columbian Exposition…….

Keckley wrote a popular book about her experiences with Mary Todd Lincoln at the White House, featuring anecdotes such as the one below:

“In 1863 the Confederates were flushed with victory, and sometimes it looked as if the proud flag of the Union, the glorious old Stars and Stripes, must yield half its nationality to the tri-barred flag that floated grandly over long columns of gray. These were sad, anxious days to Mr. Lincoln, and those who saw the man in privacy only could tell how much he suffered. One day he came into the room where I was fitting a dress on Mrs. Lincoln. His step wasslow and heavy, and his face sad. Like a tired child he threw himself upon a sofa and shaded his eyes with his hands. He was a complete picture of dejection. Mrs. Lincoln, observing his troubled look, asked: 

“Where have you been, father!” 

“To the War Department,” was the brief, almost sullen answer, 

” Any news!” 

“Yes, plenty of news, but no good news. It is dark, dark everywhere.” 

— Excerpt from Elizabeth Keckley, Behind the Scenes, or, Thirty Years a Slave and Four Years in the White House (New York: G.W. Carleton & Co, 1868). (A1868.K42)


Aged news clipping pasted on paper featuring text about Africa and an illustration of a Black man with a cape seated on a camel, gesturing below to various people and animals
J.A. Rogers, illustrated by A. S. Milai, “Africa,” Your History, July 9, 1949.
“Africa” transcription

Africa: Mother of Western Culture… Home of religion, medicine, art, science, and music… First to discover and use iron. Its temples, pyramids, and wealth of its pharoahsuneclipsed after 5000 years. Led in world culture for the first 6000 years … Its people invaded Europe several times improving it … They also contributed immensely to the development of nearly all the countries of the New World. Africa is today the world’s greatest region of untapped wealth … (This reproduction is from a drawing of the Middle Ages.)


Aged news clipping pasted on paper featuring an illustrated portrait of Henry O. Flipper in uniform alongside text about him
J.A. Rogers, illus. by A. S. Milai, “Henry O. Flipper,” Your History, February 5, 1949. 
“Henry O. Flipper” transcription

Henry O. Flipper. First Negro graduate of West Point Military Academy… During the four years he spent there (1873-1877) he was socially ostracised [sic] by the other cadets because of color. He sat beside them in the same classes and ate and marched with them, but none spoke to him all that time… Should a white student have spoken to him, he too would have been ostracised [sic] … At the last day, however, (June 14), when he passed creditably and got his diploma, some classmates, no longer afraid, came up and shook his hand warmly… The Northern Press praised him for his “pluck and gentlemanly qualities.” One wrote, “Honor to the African; shame to the Anglo-Saxon.” He is the author of “Colored Cadet at Westpoint,” (1878). 

Excerpt from Henry Ossian Flipper, The Colored Cadet at West Point: Autobiography of Lieut. Henry Ossian Flipper, U. S. A., First Graduate of Color From the U. S. Military Academy (New York: Lee, 1878). (U410.P1 F6 1878):

CHAPTER X: TREATMENT 

“A brave and honorable and courteous man 
Will not insult me; and none other can.”—Cowper. 

        “How do they treat you?” “How do you get along?” and multitudes of analogous questions have been asked me over and over again. Many have asked them for mere curiosity’s sake, and to all such my answers have been as short and abrupt as was consistent with common politeness. I have observed that it is this class of people who start rumors, sometimes harmless, but more often the cause of needless trouble and ill-feeling. I have considered such a class dangerous, and have therefore avoided them as much as it was possible. I will mention a single instance where such danger has been made manifest. 

        A Democratic newspaper, published I know not where, in summing up the faults of the Republican party, took occasion to advert to West Point. It asserted in bold characters that I had stolen a number of articles from two cadets, had by them been detected in the very act, had been seen by several other cadets who had been summoned for the purpose that they might testify against me, had been reported to the proper authorities, the affair had been thoroughly investigated by them, my guilt established beyond the possibility of doubt, and yet my accusers had actually been dismissed while I was retained.* This is cited as an example of Republican rule; and the writer had the effrontery to ask, “How long shall such things be?” I did not reply to it then, nor do I intend to do so now. Such assertions from such sources need no replies. I merely mention the incident to show how wholly given to party prejudices some men can be. They seem to have no thought of right and justice, but favor whatever promotes the aims and interests of their own party, a party not Democratic but hellish.


Aged news clipping pasted on paper featuring an insignia alongside text about the 3rd United States Colored Troops. Insignia features an American flag on a pole held together by a Black soldier and a white female figure with a bundle of arrows at her side. Banner text reads, ‘Rather die freeman than live to be slaves. 3rd United States Colored Troops.’
African American troops won the war for the Union according to Abraham Lincoln. [11] (J.A. Rogers, illus. by A. S. Milai, “Banner of the 3rd U.S. Colored Troops,” Your History, August 13, 1949.)
“Banner of the 3rd U.S. Colored Troops” transcription

Banner of the 3rd U.S. Colored troops (Feb. 3, 1863) which won great distinction in the Civil War. They came mostly from Philadelphia whose white inhabitants at first objected to them but later praised them highly. Lincoln said in effectthat without the Negro the North could not have won but so great was hostility at first that New York City warned Massachusetts that if it sent its Negro troops through there, it would not be responsible for their safety…The Negroes passed New York City in ships…..


Aged news clipping pasted on paper featuring an illustration of Alfred Wood surrounded by two rangers
Alfred Wood, a formerly enslaved man and later a trooper in the 3rd U.S. Colored Cavalry, served as a Union spy and scout during the Civil War. Wood was originally from Vicksburg, Mississippi, and emancipated himself to join the Union Army. [12] (J.A. Rogers, illus. by A. S. Milai, “Alfred Wood,” Your History, January 1, 1949.)
“Alfred Wood” transcription

Alfred Wood (Old Alf), of the 3rd U.S. Colored Cavalry was one of the greatest scouts of the Union Army in the Civil War… Was of mixed Negro, white and Indian stock..Operated chiefly around Vicksburg, Miss… Once, captured, he imitated so well the talk and manner of a plantation slave, that when he claimed he had shot a union soldier and was running away, he was allowed to go… Thanks to his light skin and long hair, he once joined the TexasRangers and learnt their plans… He is credited with withmuch of the success of the Union Army in Mississippi…..


  • Aged news clipping pasted on paper featuring an illustration of five Black sailors around a cannon alongside text about Negro gunners.
  • Black-and-white photograph of a crew on a ship
“Negro Gunners” transcription

Negro Gunners fought in what was one of the most celebrated naval battles of all times—that between the Confederate ship, “Merrimac” and the Union “Monitor” in the Civil War… This was the first clash between iron-clad vessels in history…These expert Negro gunners are shown on the deck of the monitor with its battle-scarred turrets… (This sketch was made from a reproduction of a navy photograph of that time…)


Aged news clipping pasted on paper featuring an illustration of a Black soldier with a rifle alongside text about Les Pionieers Noirs
J.A. Rogers, illus. by A. S. Milai, “Les Pionniers Noirs,” Your History, c. 1949. 
“Les Pionieers Noirs” transcription

Les Pionniers Noirs, or Black pioneers, was one of Napoleon’s crack Negro regiments… They fought in the great battles of the Napoleonic Wars. In Italy they served under Victor Hugo’sfather and captured Fra Diavolo… Another famous regiment was Corps d’ Afrique, which was mounted … Negro soldiers were also in the white regiments as privates and officers, the most famous of which was General Dumas, commander of all cavalry, white and Black … ( Sketched from a drawing of a Black pioneer in a print dated 1803.)


Aged news clipping pasted on paper featuring an illustration of Couba Cornwallis offering a goblet to a seated white man rubbing his forehead alongside text about Cornwallis
Cuba (Couba) was an expert healer and Obeah woman from the Ashanti tribe. Her relationship with Cornwallis enabled her to secure her freedom from enslavement. Renowned as the Queen of Kingston, Cuba opened a small hospital/convalesce home to practice medicine and purchased property in Port Royal. [6, 7] (J.A. Rogers, illus. by A. S. Milai, “Couba Cornwallis,” Your History, April 30, 1949.) 
“Couba Cornwallis” transcription

An African Negro girl of Jamaica, West Indies is credited with saving the life of Lord Nelson, naval hero who did most to save England from Napoleon… In 1780, when he was stricken with fever and dysentery in Nicaragua, and brought ashore at Port Royal, Jamaica, at death’s door she gave him an African remedy that checked the disease… She was the common-law wife of Admiral Sir William Cornwallis, whose guest Nelson was…England gave her a pension for this and other services… She died in 1848… 


Aged news clipping pasted on paper featuring a large illustration of a bust of Buddha's head alongside text about Buddha
J.A. Rogers, illus. by A. S. Milai, “Buddha,” Your History, October 17, 1949. 
“Buddha” transcription

According to Buddhist writings which are 1300 years older than the oldest Christian ones, the first Buddha, Ies Christna, was born 1366 B.C. in India. He was jet-Black. Christ-na, or Krishna, means “the Black one.” His hair was woolly, or peppercorn, like this one. He was born of a virgin, and though he came to save mankind, he was persecuted and crucified at the age of 33. He spent three days and nights in hell then ascended to heaven. He had ten disciples, and his symbols were the cross and swastika. Most noted Buddha was Gautama of the 6th century B.C. Though there are now Chinese, Japanese and European-looking Buddhas, the first ones appear as unmixed negroes … Southern India, at least, was originally inhabited by Negroes, and the black skin of most Indians is a Negro inheritance. Buddhism, after 3,300 years is still one of the world’s great religions, being the principal one in the East….


Aged news clipping pasted on paper featuring an illustration of the Three Wise Men, with Balthasar depicted as a Black man, alongside text about Balthasar
J.A. Rogers, illus. by A. S. Milai, “Balthasar,” Your History, December 25, 1948.
“Balthasar” transcription

Transcription: Balthasar, one of the Three Wise Men from the East said to have been at the “Birth of Christ.” The wise men not only came from the East,but the legend originated there … The first Christ was born in India about 1366 B.C. He is described as “coal black, wooly haired.” ……. A later Indian Christ born 1330 B.C. was also coal-black, wooly-haired, and worshipped by wise men. He was crucified in his 33rd year. All Christs were Black, including the one worshipped by the West, until the whites rose to power and painted him as being white. The New World also had its Black Christs long before Columbus, the most famous being in Guatemala, which is still worshipped by the Indians … Originally there were probably no whites among the Wise Men, but white European painters made two of them white. Anatole France noted French writer [,] has a story in which a white queen falls in love with Balthasar. The legend of Christ throughout the Ages is intended to make man kindlier to his fellowman…… The subjects who posed for Balthasar were usually Negro favorites of kings, queens and great lords of Europe. These characters were sketched from a reproduction of a painting by Hieronymus Bosch (1450-1516), the famous Flemish painter …. 


Aged news clipping pasted on paper with text about the word 'Slave'
In the Middle Ages, so many Slavic people were taken captive and sold into slavery by Germanic people that contemporary writers used the Latin word Sclavus (“Slav”) to mean “a personal slave.” This became slave in modern English. [8] (J.A. Rogers, illus. by A. S. Milai, “Slave,” Your History, c. 1949) 
“Slave” transcription

The word “slave” was originally applied to white people. It comes from “Slav” a Russian people captured by the Germans. —Milai—


Sources:

  1. Gates, Henry Louis, Jr. The African Americans: Many Rivers to Cross. Public Broadcasting Service 2013. https://www.pbs.org/wnet/african-americans-many-rivers-to-cross/history/j-a-rogers100-amazing-facts-about-the-negro/ 
  2. Rashedi, Runoko. “Critical Assessment of Joel Augustus Rogers” Global Presence 002 https://www.knarrative.com/gap002 
  3. Gates, Henry, Louis, Jr. “Who Was Joel A. Rogers?” The Root. November 17, 2014. https://www.theroot.com/who-was-joel-a-rogers-1790877731 
  4. Rogers, J.A. “J.A Rogers: Selected Writings” Edited by Louis J. Parascandola. The University of Tennessee Press. 2023. JSTOR https://www.jstor.org/stable/jj.9669490 
  5. Cilli, Adam Lee. “The Pittsburgh Courier’s Discursive Power, 1910-1940” Black Perspective. African American Intellectual History Society. September 8, 2021. https://www.aaihs.org/the-pittsburgh-couriers-discursive-power-1910-1940/#fnref-234057-3 
  6. Freeman, Jude. “Who Was Queen of Kingston Cubah Cornwallis?” Black History Month. October 25, 2018. https://iambirmingham.co.uk/2018/10/25/who-was-the-queen-of-kingston-cubah-cornwallis/
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  8. “Slave” Merriam Webster dictionary. Accessed 9/23/25. https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/slave#:~:text=Slavic%20people%20were%20so%20frequently,then%20slave%20in%20Modern%20English.
  9. “Sainte Dominque” Wikipedia (Napoleon and Toussant L’Ouverture https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Saint-Domingue_expedition 
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  11. Hubbell, John T. “Abraham Lincoln and the Recruitment of Black Soldiers” Volume  2, Issue 1, 1980 pp. 6-21. Journal of Abraham Lincoln Association. https://quod.lib.umich.edu/j/jala/2629860.0002.103/–abraham-lincoln-and-the-recruitment-of-black-soldiers?rgn=main;view=fulltext
  12. Main, Edwin M. “The Story of the Marches, Battles, and Incidents of the Third U.S. Colored Cavalry- A Fighting Regiment in the War of the Rebellion, 1861-1865″ Volume 2 1837. Free Download. Internet Archive. Louisville, Kentucky. Globe Print Company. 1908 https://archive.org/details/storyofmarchesba02main/page/38/mode/2up 
  13. Fleming, Hannah. “Meet (a few) Monitor Crew” February 15, 2017. The Mariners Museum and Park. https://www.marinersmuseum.org/2017/02/meet-monitor-crew/
  14. Reidy, Joseph. “Black Men in Navy Blue During the Civil War” Fall 2001, Volume 33,  No. 3. Prologue Magazine. National Archives. https://www.archives.gov/publications/prologue/2001/fall/black-sailors
  15. “Elizabeth Keckley” National Women’s History Museum. 2021 https://www.womenshistory.org/education-resources/biographies/elizabeth-keckley
  16. O’Gan, Patri. “Duty, Honor, Country: Breaking Racial Barriers at WestPoint and Beyond” National Museum of African American History & Culture. Smithsonian. https://nmaahc.si.edu/explore/stories/west-point

Photo-Process Phriday… Blueprints!

The Conservation Lab is taking over the Photobook Phriday post this week to feature a Photographic process: blueprints!

Recently, the conservation lab has been working on blueprints from the Charles M. Robinson Collection. A blueprint is essentially a photographic process used to copy architectural drawings. A support (paper or piece of linen) is coated with a material that is sensitive to light. Then that support is put in contact with a photographic negative or object and exposed to light, which makes the lines of the negative or object water soluble. The now water-soluble lines are then washed off, leaving an image that is mostly blue with white lines where the negative had touched the surface. A fixing solution is usually also required, which prevents re-sensitizing of the surface.

Image of a blueprint showing the inside of a building. A hand at the top left of the image is holding back half of the blueprint to demonstrate it has been torn in half.
Example of a blueprint from the Charles M. Robinson collection that has been torn through the middle.

Charles M. Robinson was an architect in the Richmond, Virginia, area who was active between the early 1900s-1930s. UVA Library’s Special Collections acquired Robinson’s archives as well as successor architectural firms in 2019 because of the wealth of information regarding the design of public buildings and schools for Black and minority citizens in Virginia.

The blueprints in the lab are designs for the Acca Temple in Richmond, at the northwest corner of Main and Laurel streets. The design for the building was inspired by Mosque Temples and opened in 1926. Today, the location is known as the Altria Theater.

The Acca Temple blueprints were working blueprints, which means they were heavily used by the architects and construction workers on site. In this set of blueprints, there are 22 individual pages 36″ x 36″ square that are bound together with brass brads between a linen cover sheet that is 72″ x 36″. They are on two different kinds of supports: paper and coated linen, and both kinds are stained and torn, showing the evidence of their use. The archivists responsible for processing, or describing, this collection identified this set of blueprints as needing help from Preservation primarily because of the large tears through the middle of page 6 of the Acca Temple blueprints, as well as other pages.

CAV Collections Conservator Brittany Murray dry cleaned the blueprints with soot erasers and cosmetic sponge erasers. The designs were so dirty that without cleaning them, it would be nearly impossible to adhere torn pieces back together. Conservator for Special Collections Sue Donovan then reached out to photograph conservators to ensure we were applying the most up-to-date information about blueprint mending to the items in the lab. The Conservators first tried applying strips of thin Japanese paper, previously coated with an even layer of wheat starch paste and then reactivated with an ultrasonic mist of deionized water. These mends were unfortunately not strong enough to hold on the paper or the linen, however. So Sue used wheat starch paste to realign the edges of jagged tears and then applied strips of a thin Japanese paper called Tengucho to the verso of the blueprints with an even layer of wheat starch paste.

A blueprint is being mended, with a stack of board weight down with a black weight on top of a torn section of the blueprint.
The overlapping areas of the large tear through page 6 of this set of blueprints are reattached to each other with paste, weight down under a small stack of blotter and board and a heavy weight.

These mends were dried under small stacks of non-woven polyester strips, blotter, board, and weight. Blueprints are sensitive to alkalinity and light, so the blotters were tested to make sure the pH was suitable for blueprints prior to using them for the mending process. While the blueprints were in the lab, they were covered up to protect them from light when they were not actively being worked on.

The blueprint has now been completely mended, and work will continue on the other blueprints in this collection, including blueprints made on coated linen.

Image of a blueprint with a large tear going through the middle of the page that has been mended.
The same blueprint from the first photograph, now mended.

A Day in the Life of A Book Wizard (Cataloger)

A day in the life of a book wizard

This post is contributed by Kim Cull, McGehee Rare Book Librarian.

Today, we share a look into the life of a book wizard (cataloger) here in Special Collections. Cataloging is a very important job within all libraries because without catalogers, we would have a difficult time discovering what the library has available on their shelves. Cataloging is essentially the process of creating and maintaining bibliographic and authority records in the library catalog. Cataloger work with metadata, i.e. data about data. Here within Special Collections, our catalogers describe printed items from Gutenberg’s time all the way to the present. They see a lot of very interesting materials which anyone is welcome to come and use.

We will be spending the day with cataloger Kim Cull, but she is a tad camera shy. Because of this, she will be represented by one of our favorite American Girl dolls in miniature, Molly McIntire. If you did not know, Kim is primary cataloger for the McGehee Miniature Book Collection, hence the need for a miniature doll.

 

A miniature Molly McIntire standing in front of miscellaneous rare books.

A miniature Molly McIntire standing in front of miscellaneous rare books.

Today, we have caught Kim in the middle of cataloging a collection of children’s books given to us by Josephine Iselin. This collection is quite fun to catalog because first books have to be unboxed; plus, the illustrations are amazing! Each book is a delightful surprise and a mystery waiting to be discovered. Today, we get to look at A toad for Tuesday by Russell E. Erickson, Lothrop, Lee, & Shepard Co., New York, 1974. Step one in the cataloging process is making sure the book is supported in one of our book supports – yes, even staff have to use them.

Molly McIntire looking at, "A Toad for Tuesday," by Russell E. Erickson.

Molly McIntire looking at, “A Toad for Tuesday,” by Russell E. Erickson.

Next step in the cataloging process is to review the title page and then check to see if a copy already exists in the library. In the past, catalogers would check large filing cabinets filled with card catalogs. Today, catalogers do all of their cataloging and reference work with the computer using our online catalog. If there is an existing record in our local library, all that needs to be done is adding another call number for the Special Collections copy and then describing the item. If a record does not already exist, then the cataloger must search the wider, international catalog first and then create or download a record.

Molly McIntire looking at the computer screen.

Molly McIntire looking at the computer screen.

Cataloging is similar to coding or programming in the sense that we have specific numbered fields that correspond with different elements of a item being described. For instance, the title of the book gets transcribed into the 245 field, the publisher’s statement in the 264 field, and a description of the books binding in the 590 field. The more fields we add, the longer and hopefully better the record will be. We try to add tracings or subject headings in the 600 fields that can be used in searches to help patrons find what they are looking for.

Screen shot of the bibliographic record for, "A Toad for Tuesday."

Screen shot of the bibliographic record for, “A Toad for Tuesday.”

Once cataloging is completed, it is time to make the book shelf ready. In Special Collections, this means writing out the call number on a special bookplate and pasting it in the book. Then, we write the call number on a paper slip, add a barcode, and then send the book to the stacks for our students to shelve. Sometimes, the book gets boxed and sent to off-site storage, but never fear! All materials sent off-site can be retrieved within 72 hours.

The most important part in a cataloger’s day is their tea (or coffee) break. Catalogers are fueled by caffeine. It is also good to take a break from staring at computer screens. Once recharged, the cataloger begins the process all over again with another book.

Molly McIntire enjoying a cup of Earl Grey tea.

Molly McIntire enjoying a cup of Earl Grey tea.

Thank you for taking the time to read about our catalogers’ work. If you have any questions, they are happy to speak about their work.

Staff Spotlight: Brittany Murray

Headshot of Brittany Murray.

Brittany Murray (she/her) recently joined the UVA Library as the Charlottesville and Virginia Collections Conservator. She is responsible for the conservation and preservation of collection items from local communities in Charlottesville and Albemarle County. She graduated from New College of Florida with a bachelor’s degree in art history (in 2016) and recently completed her master’s degree in art conservation at the University of Delaware. Brittany has previously interned at the Library of Congress, the American Philosophical Society, and the Conservation Center for Art and Historic Artifacts. In her spare time, she enjoys watching horror movies, making affordable versions of New York Times recipes, and finding cute coffee shops.

Read on to learn more about Brittany!

What was your first ever job with books or libraries?

My first ever job working with books or libraries was during my first summer in undergrad. I interned in the research library at the Wolfsonian-Florida International University, located in the Art Deco District in Miami Beach. The building is beautiful, and the collection focuses on art and design. I made tons of enclosures that summer.

What was the first thing you collected as a child? What do you collect now? (oh, c’mon, admit it).

As a 90s kid, I collected Beanie Babies. They are now in a plastic tub under my bed, currently depreciating in value. They make fabulous paper weights if you remove the PVC pellets and replace them with buckshot.

Hopefully you’ve been roaming Grounds and Charlottesville a bit since your arrival. What’s your favorite new discovery other than Special Collections?

I am really enjoying the bakery scene! MarieBette, Belle, and Cou Cou Rachou make delicious pastries. There are also a ton of bookstores—my favorite so far is New Dominion.

Tell us what excites you about your job?

What excites me about my job is that I get to handle historical materials, and I get to see the parts of a book that are usually unseen (for example, the spine linings of a book are often printers waste, contemporary to the time of binding). Compared to other art conservation specializations, what makes library conservation so interesting and important is that we are preserving items that will be handled and read by students and researchers, with the ultimate goal of improving accessibility.

Tell us something about Special Collections or UVA that is different from what you expected.

I am a huge fan of children’s books, and I did not expect us to have such a large collection!

If you could be locked in any library or museum for a weekend, with the freedom to roam, enjoy, and study to your heart’s content, which one would you choose?

The College of Physicians of Philadelphia Historic Medical Library is above the Mütter Museum. They have an amazing collection of anatomical texts, with flaps! They are kinda like the precursor to pop-up books. The prints in these books are also finely illustrated and fun to study.

H is for Horror

This post was written by Cory Capron, Receiving & Cataloging Specialist for Resource Acquisition and Description.  

An icon with a large H and the silhouette of a figure from the Night of the Living Dead.

For the ABCs of the UVA Library, Rich Miller, Bryan Kasik, and I set out to tackle H is for Horror by specifically focusing on horror films. Instead of a display featuring objects like laser discs and film posters, we were interested in sharing raw information about the genre’s history and the films that are accessible through Library collections and other open resources. Seeking a way to do this that we felt would be interesting and compelling, we created a slideshow that provides a cursory survey of horror films from the dawn of moving pictures through to the beginning of the 21st century. For each decade, we’ve included a brisk summary and our personal film recommendations, from essential classics to underrated favorites. Though there was a sincere effort to acknowledge international films, these are admittedly quite American-focused selections, drawing on films that, if not from the United States, either became popular or proceeded to influence U.S. horror in a significant way. A more ideal presentation ultimately proved a bit too ambitious to realize within the format of something that could be casually taken in, so compromises were made for length and viewability. In the end, we hope the exhibit stimulates conversation—a water cooler of sorts for students, faculty, and staff to discuss what is absent as much as what is included.   

The survey can be watched on a large monitor that we’ve installed on the fourth floor of Clemons Library, where it will be displayed on repeat for students and staff to view at their leisure through June 13, 2026.

For those wanting to watch some of these films, I have included a PDF listing all the titles featured in the exhibit with links to their Virgo pages (or external resources where necessary). I have also included many of the additional films we wanted to feature but ran out of space for, as well as a list of relevant academic works on horror films, for further study.  

Enjoy the full horror film list and recommended readings!

Re-Digitizing the Holsinger Studio Collection for the 2022 Visions of Progress Exhibition

This post was contributed by Stacey Evans, senior imaging specialist and project coordinator in the Digital Production Group at the University of Virginia Library. 

Introduction

Visions of Progress: Portraits of Dignity, Style and Racial Uplift catalog cover featuring featuring a black-and-white photograph of an African American woman in a high-necked lace blouse and a floral hat, set against a dark background.

“Can we re-digitize a set of glass plate negatives of African American portraits from the Holsinger Studio Collection?” That question came from Curator of Exhibitions Holly Robertson as the Visions of Progress: Portraits of Dignity, Style and Racial Uplift exhibition approached in 2022 

The UVA Library’s Holsinger Studio Collection (MSS 9862) consists of approximately 10,000 wet-plate glass negatives and 500 celluloid negatives from the commercial studio of Rufus W. Holsinger—and later his son, Ralph—based in Charlottesville, Virginia. The unique collection includes 600 portraits of Africans Americans in central Virginia and offers insights into life in central Virginia from the late 19th century to the early twentieth century. 

I have known John Edwin Mason, the exhibition’s chief curator, since the early days of my freelance photography career in Charlottesville. I first encountered photographs from the Holsinger Studio Collection soon after moving to Charlottesville in 1996. Holsinger’s landscape photographs appear throughout the city, and, for Virginia Magazine assignments, I retraced his steps—pairing my contemporary images with his early twentieth-century views. 

In more recent years, I noticed Holsinger’s portraits reproduced on vinyl across Charlottesville on buildings and construction fences—a striking reminder of his enduring visual legacy. Joining the University Library in 2020, I was delighted to be in a position to revisit this collection in a new context. So, when the question of re-digitization arose, my answer was yes. As someone new to cultural heritage imaging and the process of digitizing glass plates, I began my research. 

The Holsinger Studio Collection was first digitized in the 1990s using flatbed scanners. Advances in digital imaging now allow us to capture significantly greater pixel detail and a wider tonal range. Re-digitizing the plates would not only enhance image quality but also provide researchers access to un-cropped versions that include portrait numbers corresponding to sitters’ names recorded in two fragile business ledgers held in the Albert and Shirley Small Special Collections Library. 

Gallery view showing wall-mounted photographs, backlit photographs in windows, and display cases featuring African American portraits from the Holsinger Studio Collection.

2022 installation of the Visions of Progress exhibition in the Small Special Collections Library

Research & Production 

The primary sources for my research included the Federal Agencies Digitization Guidelines Initiative (FADGI), the Digital Transitions Transmissive Digitization Guide, and a blog post by TownsWeb Archiving. I hold a BFA in Photography from the Savannah College of Art and Design, earned in 1995. My early professional experience included positions as a newspaper lab technician and as a first assistant to an architectural photographer. During that time, I gained extensive experience converting slides and film negatives into digital files using drum and desktop film scanners. However, before this re-digitization, I had no prior experience working with glass plate negatives or using a digital camera system as the capture device—now the preferred approach in cultural heritage imaging. 

A screenshot from working with Capture One software showing a 4”x5” black-and-white film target and object, content, and speculative artist’s intent versions of two plates featuring African American women.

From the equipment available in our studio, I selected an XF Phase One camera with an 80-megapixel digital back and a 120mm macro lens, paired with Capture One Cultural Heritage software, a DT Film Stage table, a lightbox, and a sheet of glass to stabilize the plates. I began the workflow by creating a Lens Cast Correction (LCC) profile for the session, capturing the film stage and glass in position to ensure even illumination across the frame. Next, I photographed an Image Science Associates 4”x5” black-and-white film target to establish a baseline for exposure, white balance, and resolution. This target served as a reference for tonal consistency and system performance throughout the session.  

Once the setup was calibrated, we proceeded to photograph each plate (emulsion side up), adjusting the shutter speed as needed to compensate for the varying densities and contrast levels among the negatives. My objective was to produce an uncropped primary file that faithfully represented the full tonal range of each plate—retaining both highlight and shadow detail. In my research, I learned that there are typically three “versions” to consider when digitizing for archival purposes: object, content, and speculative artist’s intent. We decided to preserve both the object and speculative artist’s intent versions. 

From left to right is the library’s metadata catalog link, filename, title, caption, and a thumbnail of each image.

The two preservation formats of the Bill Hurley glass plate negative and associated metadata as shown in the UVA Library’s internal tracking system.

Interpreting artistic intent can be challenging when working with glass plates from a studio more than a century old. Fortunately, John had several original prints from the Holsinger Studio, and, when it came time to finalize the digital renderings, he joined me at the workstation as I fine-tuned images. I tend to prefer flatter tonal curves that preserve subtle detail giving printers more to work with, while John advocated for a bit more contrast based on his Holsinger prints in hand. We met in the middle, taking into consideration both our professional perspectives. 

The re-digitized glass plate of Jessie White, accessible through Virgo, shows two images of White, an African American woman, sitting slightly diagonal on a chair with print publications on her lap. Her hair is just below the ears and might be tied back. She wears a full-length white skirt with a white three-quarter length sleeve blouse. The blouse is embroidered with a pin, and a black rectangular shaped bow on toward the collar. Her left gaze is slightly off camera to the right, and the right image holds a more straightforward gaze.

A detail from the Holsinger Studio Ledger which tracks customers and their portrait purchases. From left to right is the date, the sitter’s name, identification number, and cost.

Each glass plate negative has an identification number etched into the emulsion of the plate. These numbers enabled us to identify portrait sitters based upon a ledger in the Holsinger Studio Collection that included the name of the sitter and how much they paid. For example, Jessie White (X02319) paid $1.00 for her photograph on May 25, 1914.

Working alongside me was Exhibitions Coordinator Jacquelyn Kim. She worked closely with John and Holly to select which portraits would be included and created a spreadsheet to record the corresponding metadata for each plate.  During the digitization sessions, she handled the plates with care, allowing me to focus entirely on image capture and adding the identification number to the metadata.  

Outcome  

A two-page catalog spread with text describing Bill Hurley’s life in Charlottesville and the speculative artist’s intent reproduction of Hurley’s glass plate, originally photographed in 1909 at the Holsinger Studio. Hurley is seated with a slight diagonal holding a lit match gazing directly at the camera with a cigarette in his mouth. He wears a hat, suit, vest, white shirt and tie and long pants.

The resulting images are beautifully reproduced in the exhibition catalog. We maintained the full frame of each plate, leaving a thin black border to assure researchers that no detail was omitted. The delicate textures of lace, the richness of skin tones, and the soft transitions in shadow and light all contribute to the dignity and depth of these portraits. Beyond their technical achievement, these re-digitized images strengthen the connection between the glass plates and the people they represent—linking descendants today with the stories of their ancestors’ portraits of dignity, style, and racial uplift. 

Although the exhibition has come and gone, the new files are accessible through the University of Virginia Library’s Virgo catalog. Forty portraits are featured in an exquisite catalog along with essays and descriptions of the plates. 

The re-digitization of the Holsinger Studio glass plates reflects the University of Virginia Library’s ongoing commitment to advancing cultural heritage imaging and digital preservation. I am grateful to have contributed to this work alongside dedicated colleagues who share a passion for both technical excellence and historical storytelling. 

A two-page catalog spread featuring photos and descriptions of the lives of Susie Smith and Harvey Foster. Smith is seated in a long coat and hat. Foster, dressed formally, stands beside a seated companion.

Staff Spotlight: Anastasia Scholze-Wang

Please join us in welcoming our newest archivist: Anastasia Scholze-Wang. We are so excited to have her! Continue reading to learn a little bit about her.

Anastasia (she/her) joins the Special Collections Technical Services team as a processing archivist. In this position, she will work to survey, process, describe, and build finding aids for various collections. She has a BA in Music Performance (Voice) and an MLIS, both from the University of Iowa, in Iowa City. In her free time, Anastasia enjoys reading, singing with her guitar, and taking meandering walks at dusk.

What was your first ever job with books or libraries?

I was lucky enough to secure a job at Iowa’s music library right as I began my freshman year of college! I needed a job badly, and they had one open slot on Wednesday evenings. I picked up more shifts as the semester went on, and then worked as much as I could all through undergrad and my masters.

What was the first thing you collected as a child? What do you collect now? (oh, c’mon, admit it).

Maybe basic, but I think it was just books (or maybe the occasional rock) as a child… Now I’m building a vinyl record collection. It’s small, but growing. I would love to own more physical media – I have a fear of losing access to my digital music collection!

Hopefully you’ve been roaming Grounds and Charlottesville a bit since your arrival. What’s your favorite new discovery other than Special Collections?

The trees and hills! The hills can be brutal (especially if you’re still waking up as you walk into work), but I love seeing the mountains on the horizon. The trees are also so much taller than what I’m used to; they’re beautiful. It’s hot here, but there’s a lot of shade from said trees, which I really appreciate.

Tell us what excites you about your job?

Getting to know the materials and the people who make up the collections. At my last archives position, I worked on one specific project organizing the papers of an orchestra conductor who previously taught at the University of Iowa. I loved getting to know him through his letters, photographs, and other materials, and I’m very excited to get to do that here. I’m excited to learn more about Virginia and UVA history, and to be able to do it in a supportive environment that values reparative work.

Tell us something about Special Collections or UVA that is different from what you expected.

I didn’t realize how peaceful it would feel on campus. I started in the summer, so there’s not as much going on as during the school year. I love taking my lunch outside and finding new nooks and crannies to just sit and enjoy the sun for a while.

If you could be locked in any library or museum for a weekend, with the freedom to roam, enjoy, and study to your heart’s content, which one would you choose?

So many! I think my top two would be the Museo de Arte Moderno in Mexico City to see a favorite artists’ (Remedios Varo) works and archive, and the LoC to spend time in the Music Division!