Looking back at some of the previous events in the Library’s history is as captivating and astounding as hearing about the new and present exploits of the curators. Here we look back at one of the first know occasions where a monster managed to successfully ingrain itself into a local community…
1920’s Queensland was the scene of a curious case for the Library. Rumour had spread across the globe about a small tight knit community and there curious skeletal set of store clerks. The curator at the time sent to investigate could comprehend such a blatant act of Monster-Human interaction. On the lengthy journey across the seas, it is said the curator received more startling information surround the goings on he was about to witness.
In a telegram held in the Library’s records it states that the people of Queensland had become reliant on the shop of ‘Mufflin & Mcdermotts’, the towns local handy store. Mufflin & Mcdermotts’ are said to have sold a brand of whiskey that the town’s people couldn’t get enough of. In fact demand was so high for the drink that every morning men and women would cue way into the early hours just to make sure they got their hands on the freshest batch. Not only was Mufflin & Mcdermotts beverage in high demand, but also Daniel Mufflin’s prize winning apple snap cookies, said to contain a spec of gold in each bite, were as addictive to the customers as cash seemed to be to Mufflins & Mcdermotts cash register.
Eventual it was written that Mufflin & Mcdermott planned to take their hard earned cash and set up a new shop across the world in New York City. When word got out though, the people of Queensland were not too pleased. The thought of no more whisky or apple snaps, well it shocked and scared them. Eventually it was decided that the only way to maintain Mufflin& Mcdermott as residents of Queensland would be with the help of old Australasian magic buried in the rocks and grounds of the town. Of course this was successful and the bodies of Mufflin & Mcdermott remained slaves to the town, unable to leave, unable to stop serving and unable to die!
65 years had passed since the plan and of course the original town’s folk had long since passed. Whisky had expanded beyond the source of one local shop and apple snaps had become a household bake. Eventual less and less people began to visit the skeletal owned shop. But yet every day the smell of lingering apple snaps and salty malt whisky wafted from the run down establishment. But still nobody came to buy. It was the act of Cedrick Lee, a local butcher, who invited the men to come work for him, integrating them into society outside of whisky and baked goods.
When the curator landed in Queensland there was no trouble in offering both Mcdermott and Mufflin places in the library cafe.
A successful case and one to this day that the Library still enjoys the benefits of. Why right now I’m enjoying fresh Mufflin apple snaps.