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Sherlock Holmes Klubben 1950-1975
by Henry Lauritzen 1975
Privately printed in 613 copies.
Published at Klubben's 25th anniversay December 5, 1975
and in Sherlockiana 1999, no. 3.
Translated by Ole Licht.
It did not actually start with us, for as early as December
6th 1946, Sherlock Holmes Selskabet had been founded in Copenhagen.
Robert Storm Petersen, the artist, was president and the central
figure until his death in 1949, and among its twelve members the
society numbered people as Jørgen Cold, attorney, who was
secretary-general, Anker Kirkeby, editor, Jens Jensen,
district medical officer and son of Johs. V. Jensen,
Aage Marcus, librarian, and the professors C.A. Bodelsen
and Chr. Elling.
As this exclusive and secluded little society did not
want to widen the number of members, it was decided by a
circle of interested persons outside the society to found
their own club, and this was how Sherlock Holmes Klubben i
Danmark, The Danish Baker Street Irregulars - to give
the full and formidable title - was started on December
5th, 1950. The event took place at restaurant Buriis,
Nørrevold in Copenhagen.
Sherlock Holmes Klubben elected Verner Seemann,
librarian, president, Iver Gudme, publisher's reader,
vicepresident, and A.D. Henriksen, author and archivist,
secretary-general. The other committee members were Aage
Jensen, author and librarian, and Eigil Cordtz, who was
at that time an assistant.
The credit for getting the club started and for its
growth is rightly due to A.D. Henriksen, for he was the
driving force of the project. The previous year he had
published 221B, Baker Street, he was burning with enthusiasm
for the cause, he energetically poured out communications
to the members, and when the Sherlockiana magazine was
first published in 1956 it was quite natural that he
should be its editor.
Both Iver Gudme and Verner Seemann were well?reputed
translators of Sherlock Holmes, and Seemann further
distinguished himself by beeing an acknowledged expert
on wine. When the rest of us enjoyed a goldlabelled Export-Beer,
he would be sipping his brandy, following the conversation with
his quiet humorous smile. - Alas, times have changed! Seemann,
Gudme and A.D. have now all joined the circle of true
Holmes-connoisseurs in Elysium - or wherever it is that
we shall assemble . . .
In the statutes of Sherlock Holmes Klubben it was
clearly stated from the beginning, "The purpose is to
study both the conanical and the apocryphal publications
on Sherlock Holmes and to take an active part in the
international Holmes-research". And further, "The club
will accept as a member anybody, who can produce documentary
or convincing evidence of his interest in the purpose".
January 6th is the Master's birthday, and the annual
meetings of the club take place on or around this date.
That the annual meeting is generally held on saturdays
is out of consideration for the members from the provinces.
The membership card displays the profile of the Master,
a drawing by Alex Secher of 221B, Baker Street with a hansom
cab in front, and the last lines of Vincent Starrett's
famous poem are quoted,
Here, though the world explode, these two survive,
And it is always eighteen ninety?five.
On the first of January, less than one month after the
founding, the number of members was sixteen. The new club
had aroused a certain interest with the press, as Mr. Holmes
provided good, cheerful - and valuable - news, and already
in February the club took part in a radio programme in a series
called "An Evening in the Club".
In 1951 London was the setting for a huge arrangement,
Festival of Britain, and in this connection a Sherlock
Holmes exhibition was held in Baker Street, which very
nearly stole the main interest in the gigantic arrangement.
The apartment at 221B had been correctly recreated to the
smallest detail, and tapes had been recorded, which
enabled you to hear the clip?clop of the horses trotting
by with their hansom cabs, the paper boys shouting the
latest news of the Boer War etc. - and when this
exhibition later toured the U.S.A. a bottle had been
added containing genuine London fog from Baker Street.
Some of the exhibits later ended up in The Sherlock Holmes,
a pub in Northumberland Street, where they may still be
inspected.
If you should wonder how to fill a bottle with fog,
the procedure is to fill the bottle with water and then
on a lovely but very foggy evening to proceed to Baker
Street, where you pour the water out. During this process
the fog will seep into the bottle, and you can cork the
bottle. This little problem caused som headaches, until
this easy solution was found.
Sherlock Holmes Klubben contributed to the London
exhibition with various material, among other things
Tage la Cour's publication Ex Bibliotheca Holmesiana,
which earned a lot of well?deserved praise.
Danish newspapers made frequent comments on Festival
of Britain and its Sherlock Holmes show, and they made
use of the opportunity to write about the Danish Sherlock
Holmes Klub, so we had quite an amount of publicity.
Since then the coverage in the press has been more sparing,
the interest of novelty dwindled, and the general development
forced the papers to be more chary of their columns. But,
as Mr. Holmes puts it in The Six Napoleons, "The Press,
Watson, is a most valuable institution, if only you know
how to use it".
From the very start the foreign Sherlock Holmes
people had taken the Danish club into their arms, and
lasting relations were made, resulting in an enormous
correspondence. But many of them did not stop at
correspondence, and in course of time we have been
visited by an amazingly long row of good names, many
of them coming from far away.
Just to mention a selection of the foreign guests one
notes from the U.S.A., William S. Hall, Wilmer ("Bill") T.
Rabe (who drove his car here in foggy weather straight
from the U.S. forces in Germany bringing a bottle of VAT
69 at a time, when Scotch whisky was hard to come by here,
for which reason he was immediately made an honorary member),
Peter E. Blau, now living in Washington D.C., Felix Morley,
Edgar W. Smith, Irving Fenton and professor, dr. Philip S.
Hench, who was awarded the Nobel prize in physiology. On
the telephone Mr. Hench said to the writer, "I am a
professor in" ? followed by a long, intricate Latin
name, which I did not quite manage to grasp ? "but in
confidence I can tell you, Mr. Laaarrrtzn, that I am
much more interested in Sherlock Holmes! "
1975 © Henry Lauritzen
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