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Pipe #1 (top):
This pipe had been abused to within an inch of its life. Bowl completely caked, stem clogged with thick tar. Shank so crusted up that the military stem didn't go in properly, and the silver mount had completely come away. The bowl rim was charred like nothing I've seen before.
Sadly, the rim is uneven, but I kinda like it. The stem is now spotless and slots back into the shank perfectly. The shank is completely cleared and has a conical shape that accommodates the stem - who'd of thunk????
The bowl is reamed to bare wood, and externally I can now see grain, a couple of fills, and masses of battle scars - before, it was just black from grime. It still needs more wax, but I'll let what's there settle for now. In time it should come back to life.
The silver marks are illegible, unfortunately.....but, this is defo pre-1920's. It has the gorgeous round (orlorific) draft hole.
The previous owner loved this old workhorse, but didn't tend to it. Hopefully, now, it's good for a few more years - I adore this pipe - I love it's flaws, it's scars. This is going to be a pleasure to smoke, hold and contemplate.
Pipe #2 (middle):
This was well cared for by its original owner. It just needed a good clean, minor ream, shank scrub (quite funky), and a thorough stem job. Under the tar, and grime, was a perfect rim, that is immaculate.
It was made in 1920 by Reuben Jordan of London. The silver work on this one is solid, elegant simplicity.
The stem has a bone/Ivory stinger type contraption that I've never come across before - it's very unusual. Still, it doesn't impede the draw or a cleaner.
Beautiful pipe, with no flaws, or scars. It will serve me well, no doubt.
Pipe #3 (bottom):
There's something strange going on here. When I picked this pipe up, it demanded I pay it attention, and it sent electricity coursing through me. This pipe literally makes my heart flutter - I don't know what it is. But this pipe is staggering, simply staggering.
The grain, on old pipes usually not a consideration, is virtually straight all round, and crystal clear - like it is alive, pulsing, demanding you lose yourself in it. The colour is breath taking in its clarity and depth. The stem is perfection - utter perfection, with that sublime round draft hole. The silver work (not a fan of the fancy stuff) is superb quality, far from gaudy, and exuding solidity and grace. The bowl is perfect, with only minor rim darkening - absolutely minimal.
It needed a good clean, but for all its 111 years it's to be expected. Date stamp is Chester 1903 - There's noting on the briar, but marks on silver are for William. H. Carrington. (This is one of the joys of the silver mounted pipes - you can find out so much. However, the frustration that can result when the stamps are rubbed to near extinction is quite overwhelming - hugely disappointing.)
The shank was blocked, and the stem bunged with tar, but otherwise it had been treated very gently. This was a lady of stunning, unusual, unearthly beauty, that was worshipped, and adored, treated with a softness and tenderness befitting her ethereal grace.
This pipe radiates from deep within, illuminating my heart and soul. I think only the most delicate of Virginias will be appropriate for this lady - the soft, subtle nuances of flavour and aroma, on sweet, sweet smoke, to linger over, savour, and lose myself in.......