Legal Studies Forum
Volume 29, Number 2 (2005)
reprinted by permission Legal Studies Forum
CRIMES GONE BY
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Collected Essays of Albert Borowitz
1966-2005
THE FIRST RIPPER BOOK *
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Like the course of time itself, the stream
of Jack the Ripper publications shows no sign of coming to a stop, but
it is possible to identify with precision the earliest Ripper book to come
off the presses. This hastily composed little work, whose author wisely
decided to remain anonymous, is The Whitechapel Murders, or Mysteries
of the East End.1
Published in 1888 after the "double event" but before the butchery of Mary
Kelly, The Whitechapel Murders sets the pattern for many of its successors
by blending fact and fiction.
The narrative begins with the discovery of
the body of Martha Tabram, whom the writer lists as the third victim of
the Whitechapel murderer, following "Fairy Fay" (December 1887) and Emma
Elizabeth Smith (April 1888). The motive of the assassin was bewildering,
for the author, like many of the modern commentators, declined to attribute
the acts of violence to sexual perversion. Instead, the pamphleteer quotes
a journalist's assertion that Jack the Ripper is "another [John] Williams
[the Ratcliff Highway murderer of 1811-12] in our midst. Hideous malice,
deadly cunning, insatiable thirst for blood -- all these are the marks
of the mad homicide."2
Anticipating Leonard Matters's Dr. Stanley hypothesis, the author cites
a theory that "the assassin was some impassioned being who thought he had
some injury from the sex and class to avenge."3
Surely, the killer must be a foreigner, since "brutality in the shape of
bloodthirsty hacking was an aggravation for which English society, with
all its sins on its head, declines to be responsible."4
The police, however, won the author's support when, for fear of anti-Semitic
outrages, they warned the Jews of the East End to stay away from the scene
of the Nicholls murder. "To hate the Jew for his religion, to call him,
misbeliever, cut-throat dog,' and spit upon his Jewish gabardine, even
metaphorically, is bad enough, but to imply his readiness to murder, worse."5
Equally repellent to the writer of The
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Whitechapel Murders was any tendency to discount the horror of
the crimes because of the class from which the killer selected his victims.
In his sympathy for the "unfortunates," the author shared the views of
most East Enders, who were apparently franker than the demure inquest witnesses
in acknowledging the profession of the dead women:
"If any word was said to the prejudice of
the unhappy victim [Nicholls] it was instantly met by such an emphatic
expression of pity and compassion and charitable extenuation of the hapless
woman's faults and frailties that the critic was abashed into silence."6
The Whitechapel Murders reports public
criticism of the London police and the resultant organization of vigilance
committees, but the author's own views are moderated by a sense of the
limited powers at the disposal of the police force. Noting that only the
sanitary officials had the authority to inspect lodging houses, the author
favored granting rights of entry to the police and advocated the registration
of lodgers and prostitutes. In the absence of such reforms, London, once
reputed to be the safest city in the world, would remain safest only for
assassins.7
The Whitechapel Murders pamphleteer
dramatizes his support for the sorely tested bobbies by introducing a fictional
police sleuth, Richard Ryder (Detective Dick), who is hot on the trail
of the East End serial killer. Ryder's intrepid roof-top pursuit of a suspect
is poorly rewarded: his quarry turns out to be Lanky Lang, a forger specializing
in Russian rubles.8 Far
from discouraged, Ryder shifts the direction of his investigations, donning
a disguise that enables him to infiltrate a gang of pimps known as the
High Rips and captained by Red Rip. Unfortunately, whatever their other
social shortcomings, the High Rips prove to be innocent of participation
in the Ripper crimes.9
At the end of The Whitechapel Murders,
the inquest on Catherine Eddowes has been convened and the unknown murderer
remains at large:
"The last freak of the lunatic, a scoundrel
who signs himself Jack the Ripper,' is to threaten to begin shortly on
Bryant and May's girls [matchstick makers], who have been too outspoken
as to what they would do if they caught him.
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"It is to be heartily hoped that before this
human ghoul can find another victim he will be caught, and receive the
punishment he so richly merits.
"Society must be protected against such miserable
wretches, even when the poorest and most unfortunate members of its great
conglomeration are their victims."10
Ripperologists of our day continue to respond
loyally to the early pamphleteer's call for the unmasking of Jack. If they
have failed in this endeavor, it is not for lack of either ingenuity or
ink.
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ENDNOTES
* This article was previously published in an abridged
version in Camille Wolff (comp.), Who Was Jack the Ripper: A Collection
of Present-Day Theories and Observations 15-16 (London, Grey House
Books, 1995)
1. The Whitechapel Murders, or Mysteries of the East
End (London: G. Purkess, 286 Strand Nos. 1-6, 48 pages)[hereinafter
The
Whitechapel Murders]. Alexander Kelly's bibliography, which adopts
The Whitechapel Murders cover illustration for its own, lists only
the first five numbers of the pamphlet in the John Johnson collection of
the Bodleian. I am grateful to my friend and bookseller Patterson Smith
for securing a complete copy, which is housed in the Borowitz True Crime
Collection at Kent State University Libraries.
2. The Whitechapel Murders, at 30.
3. Id at 3.
4. Id at 4.
5. Id
6. Id. at 23-24.
7. Id. at 6.
8. Id. at 11-12.
9. Another, more extensive fictional subplot focuses
on the tribulations of Henry Brady, a young wastrel who stoutly refuses
to join a plot to poison an uncle said to be hiding evidence of Henry's
legitimacy. This tale breaks off abruptly near the midpoint of the pamphlet
and is not tied in any fashion to the Ripper murders.
10. The Whitechapel Murders, at 48. |