Father of HPL; the only son to survive to adulthood of George Lovecraft (c. 1818–1895) and Helen Allgood (1821–1881), of Rochester, N.Y. HPL states that his father attended a military school and made modern languages his specialty, but the identity of the school is unknown. Richard D.Squires has discovered that Winfield worked as a blacksmith from 1871 to 1873; thereafter he disappears from the record for more than fifteen years. He married Sarah Susan Phillips in Boston on June 12, 1889. He was apparently employed (as was his father for a time) as a “commercial traveler” (i.e., selling to the trade, not door-to-door), probably for Gorham & Co. (Silversmiths) of Providence. The only testimony for this employment comes from Sonia H.Davis’s 1948 memoir (in LR
); presumably it was told to her by HPL. Winfield lived in the Boston metropolitan area in 1889–92. He made a business trip to Chicago in the spring of 1893 but had to be returned to Providence under restraint following an incident in his hotel room in which (as noted in his medical records) he claimed that the chambermaid had insulted him and that “certain men were outraging his wife” (who was back in Providence). He was admitted to Butler Hospital on April 25, 1893, remaining there for five years, until his death on July 19, 1898. Some scholars have conjectured that HPL visited his father in the hospital, but HPL repeatedly denies that he did so. He states that Winfield was “never conscious” ( SL 1.6) during his hospital stay, but that clearly was not so; possibly this was the reason HPL was given by his family to explain why he could not visit his father in the hospital. His death certificate lists “general paresis” as cause of death; he probably died of tertiary neurosyphilis, which he had probably been contracted as early as 1871 but no later than 1881, years before he met Sarah. (The negative result of the Wassermann test performed on HPL during his final illness at Rhode Island Hospital in 1937 makes it extremely unlikely that HPL suffered from congenital syphilis, as was once conjectured by David H.Keller.) Winfield left an estate of approximately $10,000. A family portrait, dating to 1892 (printed as the frontispiece to SR), is the only known photograph of Winfield. HPL had few memories of his father: he remembered slapping his father on the knee and saying, “Papa, you look just like a young man!” ( SL4.355) and said that his father warned him not to “fall into Americanisms of speech” ( SL3.362). HPL notes some of Winfield’s clothing—“his immaculate black morning-coat and vest, ascot tie, and striped grey trousers” (ibid.) and says that he wore some of the ascots and wing collars himself (the photograph of HPL on the cover of the September 1915 United Amateurshows him wearing these items). A family friend, Ella Sweeney, once called Winfield a “pompous Englishman.”
See Kenneth W.Faig, Jr, The Parents of Howard Phillips Lovecraft
(Necronomicon Press, 1990); M.Eileen McNamara, M.D., “Winfield Scott Lovecraft’s Final Illness,” LSNo. 24 (Spring 1991): 14; “Medical Record of Winfield Scott Lovecraft,” LSNo. 24 (Spring 1991): 15–17; Richard D.Squires, Stern Fathers ’Neath the Mould: The Lovecraft Family in Rochester(Necronomicon Press, 1995).< previous page
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“Loved Dead, The.”
Short story (4,000 words); written in collaboration with C.M.Eddy, Jr., probably in October 1923. First published in WT
(May–June– July 1924); rpt. Arkham Sampler(Summer 1948); first collected in DB; corrected text in HM
A man living in the rural village of Fenham becomes, as a result of a repressive upbringing, a necrophile; accordingly, he works for one undertaking establishment after another so as to achieve the desired intimacy with corpses. He then begins to commit murders, after which he secures “an ecstatic hour of pleasure, pernicious and unalloyed.” On one occasion, however, an employer catches him embracing a corpse and dismisses him. He then enlists in the army during World War I as an opportunity to be near corpses. Returning to Fenham, now a city of some size, he again works for an undertaker and again begins committing murders. At length he arouses the suspicions of the police, and they begin tracking him down as he flees from one hiding place to another. Ending up in a cemetery, he writes an account of his crimes before committing suicide.