THE WITCH OF WAPPING by Alan M. Clark and Rebecca J. Allred.
I had read the first few chapters when it first arrived, and I knew it was going to be good in a dark way.
Set in the late Victorian era, it jumps back and forth between the late 1800s and the early 1900s.
Which might seem a little incoherent to some readers, but really, it’s not.
We start in the earliest time with a man being confined to his chamber. He is brilliant, but mad. And he bites people.
We are then introduced to Rollo, a boy of the streets, a guttersnipe living the hard life in Wapping. He and his gang are about to beat up a boy named Sam, when Rollo starts having pains, and Sam recognizes it as appendicitis. Sam takes Rollo to his mother Margaret’s house–the same house of the madman–and leaves him there. Margaret fixes the boy, removing his appendix, but she demands a price from him as well. Everyone in Wapping is afraid of Margaret. Though she is a healer, some think she is a witch.
She wants Sam back in her house. Sam wants nothing to do with his mother. And he has good reasons we later learn.
We then jump back in time and meet Stanley, who is jealous that his parents took in a girl named Daisy when her mother passed, almost adopting her. Stanley hates Daisy because his parents put up with her strange ways. But when Stanley ends up learning the truth behind Daisy’s behavior, a truce develops. Daisy has a compassion to her nature that Stanley starts to admire.
Stanley’s father is a coroner of the court, and he spends his days listening to cases to determine whether or not to charge people with murder. When we first see him, he is listening to a case where a mother is accused of killing her child, but decides it was an accident. The plight of women in this era is dark. Birth control among the poor doesn’t exist.
And we see broadsheet listings of the murders of the day interspersed through the tale. Body parts start appearing all over the place as the Thames gives up its secrets..
Now all these might seem a bit disjointed at first, but they do tie together in a grand guignol sort of way. The setting is vividly gritty. You can smell the muddy waters of the Thames, as well as the gangrenous rot of life and death in an era when the poor had to fight for every scrap of food and drink.
I won’t tell you much more. I don’t want to spoil this short book for you.
Just know that there are characters, plot and a resolution that will turn you cold. Not for the squeamish, I will add, but even the more visceral parts are done well. After all, the era of this story was not a good time for the poor, and Wapping was not a pleasant place to live.
A quick read, and a really good one, filled with history, murder and even a ghost.
Dickens would have been proud.