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It is reported from Thessaly that the Turks are ruining the country.

The correspondent who sent the news, having managed to escape the notice
of the Turkish officials, claims to have made a personal examination of
the state of affairs in the city of Larissa.

He found that all the houses, except those inhabited by Mohammedans, had
been stripped of their contents, and he was informed on the best
authority that many car-loads of plunder had been sent by the soldiers
to the Turkish town of Elassonna.

In Turnavo, another city of Thessaly, the same condition of affairs
exists as in Larissa. Here, however, the inhabitants had some warning of
the coming of the Turks, and had time to remove many of their valuables
before the enemy arrived.

The condition of Thessaly is desperate. The harvests are rotting in the
fields. The peasants dare not attempt to gather them in, for fear of the
Turkish soldiers, who, under pretence of seeking for arms, beat them
unmercifully until they hand over what money or valuables they have.

* * * * *

The governorship of Crete has been offered to Monsieur Droz, the
ex-president of Switzerland.

It is said that he has accepted on condition that he is first to be
given an opportunity of seeing how he can get along with the Cretans.

* * * * *

The latest report from Cuba is that General Gomez has been wounded, and
some say killed.

There was a fight in the province of Puerto Principe, and during the
action General Gomez's horse was killed under him and the old soldier
wounded.

The whole story comes from the Spanish side, and so the Cubans, before
being disturbed by the news, are waiting for it to be confirmed.

The insurgents have been very active during the last few days.

It is reported that they have had the good fortune to intercept a couple
of valuable Spanish expeditions, securing in one a prize of $200,000,
and in the other $3,000 in cash, $1,700 worth of medicines and two carts
laden with provisions.

We are, however, sorry to tell you that the Cubans are beginning to
adopt the same cruel methods toward the Spaniards that the Spaniards
have been using against them.

A coach full of travellers was journeying with the expedition that
carried the medicines and provisions. The Cubans outnumbered the party,
and took them all prisoners. A woman and a little child who were of the
party were treated kindly and set at liberty, but every Spanish soldier
and every man with the expedition was put to death.

If the Cubans continue to practise these cruelties they will lose the
strong sympathy which their bravery has so far gained for them.

Many Spanish soldiers are still deserting to the Cuban lines. The
deserters say that life is unbearable in the Spanish army. The soldiers
are roughly treated, have scarcely anything to eat, and receive their
pay in worthless paper money.

One entire battalion mutinied a short while ago, and refused to accept
this paper money. The colonel had to give the soldiers his solemn
promise that their pay should be given them half in gold and half in
silver before they would consent to return to duty.

It is stated that the sum of $50,000,000 is needed for the payment of
the soldiers, and that there is little hope of getting it from Spain,
because the Rothschilds will not lend the Government any more money
unless Spain sacrifices the income of the famous Almaden quicksilver
mines for twenty years.

The Rothschilds are the greatest and richest bankers in the world.

This firm has branch houses in all the great capitals in Europe, and has
probably lent money to every government on the continent.

If a war is contemplated, and a nation needs a large sum of ready money
to make preparations, it is to the Rothschilds that its government
generally turns.

When good security is offered there is never any trouble in getting
money from them, but if the security is not of the best they never find
themselves in a position to lend the money.

In 1870, Spain, needing money, applied to the Rothschilds and obtained
what she needed because she offered as security for the repayment of the
loan a lease of the Almaden mines for a term of thirty years.

These mines are said to be the greatest quicksilver mines in the world,
and yield an immense profit.

The Rothschilds worked the mines and realized their profits, the Spanish
Government receiving a royalty of so much money for each flask of
quicksilver sold.

This royalty, in the twenty-six years the bankers have been working the
mines, has amounted to thirty-six millions of dollars.

The contract with the Spanish Government expires in 1900, and so when
Spain needed money for the Cuban war and applied to the Rothschilds for
it, the bankers were very willing to lend it, asking in return that
their lease of the mines be extended for another term of twenty years.

This, Spain was unwilling to do.

She had been informed by her engineers that if she could get the control
of the mines into her own hands, she could realize a yearly income from
them of $6,000,000.

The Government therefore decided that the lease could not be granted,
and the Rothschilds on their part said that they could not accommodate
Spain with the required money, and so the last loan for the Cuban war
had to be obtained from other sources.

Spain is again in need of money. If she decides to grant a new lease of
the mines she can obtain it readily.

If she does not make this arrangement, it is said that she will be
obliged to come to terms with Cuba for lack of funds to fight her.

A plan to raise money for Cuba has been started in this country.

A silver coin has been struck off, which is to be sold in the United
States, and the proceeds used to buy arms for Cuba.

The coin is about the size of a silver dollar, one side bearing the head
of the Goddess of Liberty, and the reverse the arms of Cuba. Its price
will be one dollar.

Ten thousand of these coins are to be ready during the first week in
July, and the Cubans have made arrangements for a further three millions
to be coined if they are required.

* * * * *

The fate of Gen. Rius Rivera is not absolutely decided.

He was tried by court-martial in the Cabanas fortress and was condemned
to be shot.

A cablegram was received by General Weyler from Madrid, ordering him to
delay the execution on account of the feeling in the United States.

General Weyler is said to have cabled back that the United States should
not interfere with prisoners who are not Americans, and to have
requested that he be allowed to carry out the sentence of the court,
because the punishing of General Rivera would have a very desirable
effect on the insurgents.

A Cabinet council has been called in Madrid, and the question is being
carefully discussed. The decision is anxiously awaited.

A letter has been received from General Lee saying that food purchased
with the Relief Fund is being distributed to the needy Americans.

* * * * *

The _Dauntless_ is certainly a very lucky little vessel.

We told you last week how she had been captured by the cutter _McLean_,
in consequence of an accident to her machinery.

The crew of the _Dauntless_ were of course arrested with her, and were
brought to Key West for trial.

To everybody's surprise they have been discharged on the ground that
there was no evidence to prove they were engaged in fitting out a
filibustering expedition.

The Madrid newspapers are saying very bitter things about the United
States for not punishing the persons connected with these affairs. They
declare that we make a pretence of taking them prisoners to satisfy
Spain, and then set them at liberty to please ourselves.

* * * * *

It would seem that the reports from the Philippine Islands are as
unreliable as those from Cuba.

It was only last week that we heard that the rebellion was on a stronger
footing than ever, and that there was little chance that it would soon
be put down.

This week a steamer from Japan brings the news that the Governor-General
of the Philippines has issued a proclamation that the rebellion is at an
end, and announcing that Spanish rule had been re-established.

It will be interesting to know whether this is really true or merely a
statement of the same kind as those General Weyler has been making for
so many months.

* * * * *

A curious experiment is being tried in Tennessee.

A co-operative town has been established by a few workingmen, and from
all accounts it seems to be a great success.

The town is called Ruskin, and at the present time has seventy families
in it.

In this town all men are considered equal, every man, and woman too,
receiving the same amount of wage for his labor, whether it be skilled
or unskilled. The school teacher receives the same pay as the day
laborer; all stand on an equal footing.

When a man wishes to go and live in Ruskin, he has first to ask for
permission to settle there. The Ruskinites own their town, and are
careful not to allow any people to settle in it who are not likely to be
agreeable to them.

To every person who wishes to join them they send a list of questions,
asking the would-be settler what his ideas are on certain points.

If the answers are unsatisfactory, the applicant is told that there is
no room for him in Ruskin.

If, however, his ideas agree with those of the rest of the community,
his name is put up for membership, and he is elected by ballot, as he
would be to a club.

When elected, the new member is obliged to pay an initiation fee of $500
toward the general funds of the town, and he and his family are then
welcome to join the settlement as soon as they see fit.

When they arrive they are given a house and lot rent free. There are no
taxes to pay in Ruskin; everything is free but furniture and food.
Schools and school-books, doctors, medicines, all are free; the family
washing is even undertaken by the community free of charge.

In return for these advantages the family is required to work.

The father must be willing to do any task that is assigned to him,
without complaint. It does not matter if he has never handled a spade in
his life, he must dig if required to, and dig to the best of his
ability.

The payment in Ruskin is not in dollars and cents, but hours' labor,
notes of one, five, and ten hours' value being printed, and passing for
currency in the town.

The community allows each man the value of fifty hours' labor a week,
his wife the same amount, and his children twenty hours each.

The husband is required to work the full time for the community; the
wife is allowed four hours of the day to work for her home, and need
only give five hours to the general good. The four hours that she spends
in her housework are, however, credited to her as hours of labor,
because she is benefiting the community by keeping an orderly home.

In the same way the twenty hours' weekly labor for which the children
are paid are the hours they spend in school. By going to school and
learning they, too, are benefiting the community, so that their labor is
also for the general good.

When school is over, children who wish to do so can wait on table in the
community dining-hall, and then they earn more time-checks.

These checks can be exchanged at the general store for goods, the prices
of articles not being reckoned at so many cents but at so many hours of
labor.

The Ruskin people seem to be hopeful that they have solved the problem
of living.

A similar experiment is to be tried under the management of Eugene Debs.
He is the man who led the strikers in Chicago, got into trouble with the
authorities, and was finally sent to prison.

Debs proposes to start a co-operative town in the West, taking one
hundred thousand men and women along with him to settle it.

He is going to build factories and start all kinds of industries, which
are to belong to all the people in common, the profits and the losses to
be shared by all the citizens alike.

Peace and prosperity are promised to all who will enter this ideal town.
It will be interesting to watch the experiment and see just what results
can be achieved.

* * * * *

Foreign governments are beginning to be heard from on the subject of the
annexation of Hawaii.

A member of the English House of Commons has asked the Government
whether it intends to allow this very important coaling-station to pass
out of its reach without protest.

The Secretary of the Foreign Office replied that no decision had as yet
been reached by the United States, and therefore the Government did not
see that any action was necessary at present.

The Secretary went on to state that the English ministers would be
careful that none of the rights of British subjects were interfered
with.

Russia, on her part, has stated that she thinks that the annexation of
Hawaii may be followed by the seizure of Cuba, and considers it a step
very dangerous to Europe. She will not, however, join with Japan in her
protest.

A report was circulated that Spain and Japan were forming an alliance to
resist the annexation of the Sandwich Islands, but this report has been
denied.

The German Emperor is said to have declared that he fears the
interference of the United States with European affairs if she is
allowed to extend her territory in this way.

With all these more or less unfriendly comments there has been but the
one serious objection to the project, and that has come from Japan.

The State Department has replied to the protest from the Japanese
minister. The Department refuses to allow the claim that the treaty
between Japan and Hawaii was a perpetual treaty. The refusal was based
on the grounds that we gave you last week.

The Japanese protest also declares that there are twenty-five thousand
of her people resident in the Sandwich Islands who have earned the right
to become citizens, and our Government is asked what it proposes to do
about these people in case the treaty is ratified.

In replying to this point the State Department refused to give any
definite answer, saying that it was a matter to be settled by Congress
or the courts.

This reply was sent to the Japanese minister, who immediately cabled it
to his Government.

The next step in this matter must be taken by Japan, and there is a good
deal of anxiety as to what it will be.

The arrival of the steamer from Honolulu was eagerly watched for, as it
was thought that the news from Hawaii might give some idea of the temper
of the Japanese.

Every one was therefore very delighted to learn that the Japanese had
taken no aggressive steps.

The steamer brought news of a slight alarm in Honolulu, but it had
amounted to nothing.

A report had been spread that the Japanese warship _Naniwa_ was about to
land her marines and take possession of the Hawaiian Government
buildings and custom-house.

The news soon reached Admiral Beardslee, who is in command of the
cruiser _Philadelphia_.

Since the _Philadelphia_ has been in port the Admiral has held weekly
drills of the crews of his own ship, and also of the _Marion_, which has
long been on the Hawaiian station.

At the time the news reached him, the crews were ashore drilling.

The Admiral sent an order for them to hurry back to their ships and be
in readiness to prevent any such action on the part of the Japanese.

When the Japanese minister heard of the matter, he made light of it, and
declared that there had never been any idea of landing marines from the
Japanese warship.

The people of Honolulu say that the report was true nevertheless, and
that the prompt action of Admiral Beardslee prevented it from being
carried out.

It seems that the Japanese minister in Hawaii is maintaining that he has
not yet received any reply to his letter to the Hawaiian Government.

He absolutely declines to regard Mr. Cooper's letter, which was
published in the papers before it reached him, as a reply to his
official communication.

* * * * *

Prince Henry of Orleans has arrived safely at the court of Menelik of
Abyssinia, and has been received by him.

Menelik is described by Prince Henry as an intelligent, good-humored
man, of about forty years of age. His skin is dark, but not nearly so
black as has been stated.

The Prince found him an agreeable person, much interested in foreign
affairs, and he asked so many intelligent questions about the government
of foreign countries that his visitor was astonished. This savage
monarch knew all about the struggle between Japan and China, and
realized the immense progress the Japanese had made since the war.

Menelik questioned the Prince about the French President, and seemed
fully acquainted with everything concerning him. He had also heard of
the Prince's voyages, and was extremely interested in his Chinese trip,
asking many questions about the way the people lived in China, their
manufactures and their food.

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Ten years of John Crace's Digested Read
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Stranger than fiction: the true story behind Kidnapped

It is a satirist's dream come true. John Crace looks back over a decade of poking fun at clunky plots and dodgy dialogue

I could be the only person who has never forgotten William Sutcliffe's Love Hexagon. It was the first book I ever digested and I'd like to be able to say I'd spent a lot of time selecting it. But it wasn't like that.

A few days earlier I'd been stopped in the corridor by the new editor of the Editor, the Guardian's standalone digest of the week's news (RIP), and asked if I'd like to take over a little-noticed column called the Digested Read. She wandered off before I had time to answer, but she didn't need to hang around. The ­Digested Read is a dream job for any satirist and I would have done it for almost nothing. Come to think of it, I did. But I still needed to choose a book and as I hadn't yet got the hang of ringing publishers, asking to bite the hand that feeds, I went to see the literary editor, who poked around in her cupboard for something she didn't want. So Love Hexagon it was.

I doubt it's much consolation to Sutcliffe now, but I soon realised it was a poor choice. The Digested Read works best with authors who are getting the most media attention in any given week – be they Ian McEwan, JK Rowling, Nigella Lawson or Katie Price – and since that first week, it is a principle to which I have tried to stick.

It's not infallible. Publishers tend to keep their big names for the spring and summer; in these months there's often too much choice and it can be a straight toss-up between JM Coetzee and AS Byatt. At other times of the year, particularly January, the publishing lists are thin and books squeeze in that normally wouldn't get a reading. It happened once with the brother of a well-known author, a mistake for which I've clearly never been forgiven by the victim; a year ago someone kindly directed me to his blog where he continues to regularly rubbish me seven or eight years on. Books do also just get missed. I never gave The Da Vinci Code a second thought when it came out.

Over the last 10 years, the Digested Read has changed locations several times – from the Editor to the main paper to G2 – but the format has remained the same; rewriting a book in 700 words in the style of the author. The primary goal is to entertain – something the book itself has often failed to do – but it's also intended as a (semi-) serious critique, for much of the fun is derived from clunky plot devices that don't work, pretentious stylistic tics, risible dialogue and an absence of big ideas. Literary criticism does not have to be dull to be serious.

Some people object to its cruelty. I have no defence. Satire often is cruel, especially when it's accurate. Here's the thing. I read every word of every book I digest, scribbling notes on the pages as I go along. I can't afford not to because if I get something wrong, I'm stuffed. So you could argue that I show rather more respect for the integrity of an author's work than a reviewer who gives a book the thumbs up after a skim read. And that does happen. I've read reviews of books I've ­digested and can see the critic has only read the blurb, the first few chapters and the ending. But who cares so long as it's a positive review? Certainly not the author or the publisher. You might, though, if you fork out £10 to buy it.

And many authors do seem to "get" the Digested Read. I'm continually delighted – and astonished – by the number of writers who are more generous about my work than I am about theirs and get in touch to say how much they enjoy the column. Especially when it's someone else's books. Some even email to say they've liked what I've done to their own book. That I don't understand. Publishers are also surprisingly complimentary; some authors would be surprised to discover how much their egotism gets up the noses of their editors and publicists. My favourite compliment is this from the New York Times: "The best book-related feature in any of this planet's English-language newspapers." That will go on my gravestone.

No writer has yet – and I'm not keen for a precedent to be created – emailed to tell me they hate me. It would be nice to imagine this was because they all thought I was so wonderful, but I suspect this is wishful thinking. More likely they are maintaining a dignified ­silence, or have their minds on higher matters.

Not that authors don't have their strops. Jilly Cooper moaned to the Daily Telegraph that I had given away the plot of her book. I hadn't been aware there was one; the ­ending was blindingly obvious from about page 20. One award-winning young author had a complete strop after I digested their partner's book, and threatened never to write for the Guardian again; a threat that hasn't been kept.

One last thing. Sometimes I am asked if I enjoy reading. How could I not? Do you ­really imagine the last 10 years have been an extended exercise in masochism? Especially now that I also digest a classic each week. Few books are as good as their publicity – and it's more often than not the difference between hype and reality I try to exploit – but there haven't been many that have had no redeeming qualities.

Reading is, and remains, a pleasure. As does digesting. Edith Wharton's The Age of Innocence is a great book. It's also great to satirise. The two aren't mutually exclusive. So here's to ­another 10 years digesting. If you'll have me.

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Henry Sutton's top 10 unreliable narrators

It has been the basis for at least five novels, most famously Robert Louis Stevenson's Kidnapped. But the newly revealed story of James Annesley is more incredible than any of the tales it inspired

As yarns go, it pretty much has it all. There's a street waif who's actually an aristocrat, heir to half a dozen titles and estates in England, Ireland and Wales. A dastardly uncle who'll stop at nothing to usurp him. A kidnapping most foul, and a decade of toil as an ­indentured servant in 18th-century America. Then, against impossible odds, a dashing return, and a quest for justice through the courts that held all society spellbound.

The extraordinary story of James Annesley has inspired at least five novels, including Sir Walter Scott's Guy Mannering and, most famously, Robert Louis Stevenson's Kidnapped, one of the best-loved adventure books of all time. Yet the true story behind a case that was in its day every bit as sensational as those of Oscar Wilde, Myra Hindley or OJ Simpson were in theirs has never fully been told – and it is, if anything, even more spectacular than the fictions spun around it.

"I think one reason why there's been so little recent interest in the Annesley saga is that many modern historians and literary critics simply have not considered it to be true," says Roger Ekirch, an award-winning American historian whose impeccably researched yet rip-roaring rendering of ­Annesley's life, Birthright, is published this month. "People were just not ­inclined to believe it. That was certainly my take, for a long time."

Ekirch and his fellows could be forgiven. The principal source of ­information on Annesley was a ­fanciful if much-reprinted volume from 1743, Memoirs of an Unfortunate Young ­Nobleman ("Return'd," the title ­continues in classic 18th-century ­plot-spoiling style, "from Thirteen years Slavery in America, where he had been sent by a Wicked Contrivance of his Cruel Uncle; A Story founded on Truth, and address'd equally to the Head and Heart").

The events related in the book ­appear so far-fetched, however, that most of those who have read it, says Ekirch, "have tended to dismiss it as merely a sentimental fiction, written during an age when overblown stories of impossible adventures were a ­popular literary genre".

But then the historian ­happened across an obscure diary by an 18th-century Somerset rector that cited, as the event that had most marked the year 1743, a trial in which a young claimant who had returned unexpectedly from abroad sued his uncle for a lost inheritance. "It rang a bell," Ekirch says. "It sent me back to the Memoirs."

And after seven years spent with trial transcripts, family documents, newspaper reports, House of Lords records and a treasure trove of nearly 400 legal depositions unearthed in Dublin and at the National Archives in Kew, it is now clear to Ekirch that those Memoirs are, essentially, true. "Annesley wasn't the author, but he was the source of the ­information," he says. "You don't have to dig far to substantiate it."

So who was James – or Jemmy – Annesley? He was born at Dunmain, County Wexford, in the spring of 1715, into Ireland's privileged, powerful and often dissolute Protestant aristocracy. Even in such company, the Annesleys were a particularly unprincipled lot, says Ekirch: "I seriously doubt whether any family could rival them in venality or violence."

But they were wealthy. Jemmy, son of Arthur, Baron Altham, and Mary, illegitimate daughter of the Duke of Buckingham, was putative heir to a family fortune that included two English peerages – one of them the prized earldom of Anglesea – and lands whose rental income alone would be worth, by the time he came to claim them, £50,000 a year: maybe £5m today.

His adventures began young. The boy was barely two when Altham threw Jemmy's mother out of ­Dunmain on a pretext. Father and son embarked on a nomadic and ­increasingly impecunious existence; at six, Jemmy was riding a small sorrel mare and sporting a scarlet silk coat with silver buttons, but the following year Altham, short of cash as long as his elder cousin, the current Earl of Anglesea, was alive, took up with a wealthy heiress "as much", says Ekirch, "out of self-­preservation as of passion".

Resented by his father's new mistress, Jemmy was beaten and eventually banished from the home. He became "a street urchin" in Dublin, says Ekirch. "For four years he worked as a shoeblack and ran errands for ­Trinity College students." Often he slept rough, before landing up, in the ­summer of 1727, at the home of a kindly butcher named John Purcell.

Enter – with suitably ­menacing drum roll – Altham's younger brother and Jemmy's uncle, Richard. He saw only two obstacles between himself and the Earl of Anglesea's lands and title: Altham and Jemmy. "In 30 years of writing history," says Ekirch, "Uncle Dick is the most sinister person I've ever encountered. His chaplain said of him later that no man was more penitent at the time of his death. Frankly, few men had more to be penitent about."

Indeed, Ekirch is now more or less sure that Richard, a serial bigamist, did Altham in. "I've become progressively convinced he poisoned his brother," the historian says. "He had the ­motive. The symptoms Altham displayed strongly suggest poisoning. And from later court documents we know that Richard visited the butcher Purcell just three weeks before Altham's death – plainly to find out whether Jemmy was ever likely to claim his title. The butcher told him he hoped Jemmy would be reunited with his father: the last thing Richard wanted to hear."

Altham, in any event, died on 15 November 1727. Richard was at the funeral, as – in tattered breeches and a filthy coat – was a distraught Jemmy, still only 12. Soon after, strange men ­began hanging around Purcell's yard. The butcher saw off one lot with his cudgel. But the following April, Jemmy was seized in Ormond Market, accused of "stealing a silver spoon", and led by Uncle Dick to George's Quay and a waiting longboat. He was rowed out to a ship (called, almost unbearably, the James), kidnapped and America-bound.

Wicked Uncle Dick had to wait 10 years before the redoubtable Earl of Anglesea finally expired. Nor did he enjoy the fruits of his plotting for long: after 12 miserable years as an indentured servant in the backwoods of Delaware, Jemmy regained his freedom in 1740. Now 25, he found passage on a merchant ship bound for London via Jamaica, and – war with Spain having broken out in the Caribbean – enlisted as an able seaman on arrival at Port Royal. There he also made his true identity known and, in one of this story's many stranger-than-fiction moments, was instantly recognised by several fellow sailors, including one who had been at school with him.

The news burst like a bomb in London and Dublin. Amid the back numbers of the London Daily Post, Ekirch found a breathless report dating from 12 February 1741, announcing that in Jamaica had been found a recently recruited seaman, "the only son of the late Lord Altham, who was heir to the title and estate of the Earl of Anglesea".

In London by September of that year, James could now embark on the battle to reclaim his birthright. ­Before it could even begin, however, he found himself accused of murder in a sensational trial at the Old Bailey that was manipulated from start to finish by his scheming uncle, who confided to a friend that if Annesley hanged he "should be easy in his titles and estates".

Safely acquitted by 1742, James had assembled enough witnesses in Ireland to bring a test case against his uncle. First he would need a pretext to prove his identity and stake his claim. A tenant for 1,800 acres of disputed land in County Meath was installed by James and, as expected, instantly evicted by Richard's agents. Dirty Dick was by now fighting mean: James faced two clear attempts on his life before the trial of the century came to court in November 1743.

Press and public interest on both sides of the Irish Sea was immense. At stake, after all, were five peerages, and the largest estate ever to be contested in a court of law. A string of witnesses swore Annesley was who he said he was, and that his story was true; his kidnappers made a full confession. But many more witnesses, often in Uncle Dick's pay, perjured themselves ­shamelessly, declaring James the ­bastard son of his wetnurse, the memorably named Juggy Landy.

"It was extraordinary," says Ekirch. "It shocked me, reading the documents. Seldom, if ever, can so many people have lied so brazenly and with such ­apparent conviction in a court of law." Finally, at the end of what was at the time the longest trial ever heard in the British Isles, the jury found for the tenant, thus confirming Annesley's identity. Even that, though, wasn't the end. James, whose funds were limited, could now sue in Dublin and London to recover his full birthright – but Richard played every delaying tactic in the book.

The affair dragged on for 15 long years. In April 1759, James was reduced to petitioning for his case to be heard as a pauper. Before it could be, on 5 January 1760, he died, to be followed a year later by his nemesis Uncle Dick, and a year after that by Annesley's only son. The press, says Ekirch, went overboard: Annesley, a "most remarkable and unfortunate man" who had "engrossed the attentions of three kingdoms more than any private man ever did", had surely died "of a broken heart", "truly a victim of the avarice, inhumanity and injustice of others".

The saga was finally concluded only in the 1770s, when, in a final flurry of lawsuits, Richard's bigamy (­"irregular and immoral way of life", it was called) was at last exposed. There was, the House of Lords' Committee of Privileges announced, no legitimate heir to his ill-gotten titles: the earldom of Anglesea was extinct. This was not the predictable, anti-climactic ending that Ekirch, when he set out on the story, says he most feared, but "a bittersweet one, full of poetic justice. It truly bears out that old French adage: Revenge is a dish best served cold".

There is no doubt, says Ekirch, that Stevenson's Kidnapped, published in 1886, was inspired by the Annesley story. "The setting is Scotland, and David Balfour never makes it to America," he says. "But it's the usurpation of an orphan's inheritance by a wicked uncle who conspires to send his nephew to the colonies as a servant. You couldn't get a much better dovetail than that. And we know for a fact that Stevenson read about the case." A number of other 19th-century novels, such as Charles Reade's The Wandering Heir, echo James's life even more closely.

No wonder. Here, says Ekirch, "was a real life drama that arguably no ­novelist could imagine, and if they did, it would be so incredible that even as fiction no one could possibly take it seriously."

The historian's one regret is that so little of that story – apart from the testimony he gave at his murder trial – survives in Jemmy's own words. He left no diaries, few papers. The key details of James Annesley's life, nonetheless, are now known beyond reasonable doubt, and it remains "a quite extraordinary saga of betrayal and loss, but also of survival, resilience and redemption," Ekirch says. "This is not just a story about 18th-century England and Ireland, but about the iniquities and virtues of human nature."

Birthright: the True Story that Inspired Kidnapped is published by Norton on February 25, price £17.99.

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