Welcome
to the Killville Historical Museum of the Strange. Established in 1903
by Colonel Maurice A. Dalton upon his return from serving in the Philippine-American
war where he had lost his left leg, an eye and a bunch of other parts.
Prior to his enlistment he had passed through Chicago in 1893 and attended
the World's Columbian Exposition. There he had witnessed wondrous oddities
from the darkest corners of the globe and thousands of people willing
to fork over their hard earned cash to see them. This fact was never far
from his mind while in the South Pacific and though seriously wounded
he still managed to come home with some shrunken heads acquired in the
jungles of Borneo and a few other oddities which would be the seeds of
his very own "dime museum".
While in Chicago in 1893 the colonel
unwittingly crossed paths with the serial killer Herman Mudgett aka Dr.
H. H. Holmes from whom he purchased a few cases of various "miracle cures"
with the intention of peddling them to the rubes back home in Massachusetts.
Unaware of Dr. Holmes' dark side, he even briefly lodged at his boarding
house which would later become known as Holmes Castle, Mudgett's home
base from which he carried out his evil deeds. Mudgett was later found
out and eventually hanged but that's a story for the Chicago freak museums
to tell.
Colonel Dalton realized that people
would not only pay to see anything as long as it was "AMAZING"
or "INCREDIBLE", but that a bottle of ordinary tap water with
a fancy mumbo jumbo label would fetch as much as a hard days work in the
factory, and he wanted a piece of the action. Killville Massachusetts
and the surrounding area supplied him with all the freaks of flora and
fauna that he needed and the museum opened to great fanfare in the fall
of 1903 attracting thousands of visitors from around the world. The funny
thing was that unlike the the poorly constructed fake mermaids and abominable
snowmen that could be found around the country in the countless dime museums
and freak shows of the day, most of the specimens he later gathered and
displayed in his Killville Historical Museum Of The Strange through the
years from his native western Massachusetts weren't gaffes at all, they
were real.
But by 1917 the museum had fallen on
hard times. It limped along like Dalton himself on his one good leg, old
and broken down. World War I and the influenza pandemic had taken the
fun right out of freak shows, and The Killville Historical Museum Of The
Strange closed it's doors the following year. The colonel's affinity for
the ponies, the bourbon and the ladies depleted his fortunes and sold
off various exhibits and equipment to anyone with a buck. The property
was seized by the Commonwealth for back taxes and what was left of the
collection was either sold at auction or donated to local universities.
Dalton spent the rest of his days mostly drunk and died under mysterious
circumstances in 1923.
In 1976 the Killville Historical Society
embarked on the monumental task of retrieving what they could of the museum's
collection and after two years of restoration and repair of various specimens,
along with the addition of many new exhibits, the Killville Historical
Museum Of The Strange reopened just in time to cash in on the bicentennial
frenzy.
It wasn't long though, before the town
started coming down hard on the museum, citing them for various code violations
and complaining about the riff raff and the bad eliment that the place
attracted. In 2002 a suspicious fire ravaged the old Manhan Rendering
Facility where the museum had found a home. When the inferno was finally
extinguished , much of the collection had been totally destroyed. The
local government was happy, they were never fans of The Killville Historical
Society or the museum. They always claimed that those drunken hicks at
the Society gave the town a bad name and they hoped that this would be
the final nail in their coffin. The tourists wanted happy artists and
happy coffee shops, not bucket of blood bar rooms and dusty old freak
shows. Folks say that the fire department practically drove backwards
to get to the blaze.
After more than seven years in limbo
the museum still searches a new home. Many of the specimens have been
painstakingly restored by our team of experts and new oddities continue
to be found. But the battle against the bugs, mold and decay is never-ending.
For now the exhibits remain in a secret storage facility somewhere in
western Massachusetts. It's best that the arsonist who is still on the
loose and the various state and town officials don't know where to find
us. Please forgive the mess. The on-line museum is still under construction,
there's still lots of hammerin', screwin' and drinkin' to do.
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