Today is Alaska Day. 18 October 1867. Almost nobody outside Alaska has heard of it, which is a shame, because the best part of it is a flag that would not come down.

In the morning, Sitka was Russian. In the afternoon, it was American.

250 US troops had landed on 9 October and then sat cooped up on the ship for more than a week, waiting for the officials. On the 18th they marched up to the governor's house on Castle Hill and lined up on the parapet across from the Russian detachment. The Russian-American Company's double-eagle flag came down.

It snagged halfway. Just stuck there. Soldiers were sent up the pole to cut it loose. When it finally fell, it landed on the bayonets of the Russian soldiers standing underneath. Princess Maksutov fainted. Then the US flag went up, flat and anticlimactic, and the American general, Rousseau, tried to stop his own men from cheering so it would not land as a gloat.

Seven point two million dollars. About two cents an acre. And the US did not actually pay Russia until 1 August 1868, because Congress kept arguing about it.

Everyone remembers the price. Nobody remembers the pole. A flag that would not move, a man sent up to cut it, a woman on the ground.

Here is the hill as it looked in 1827, drawn by Postels. The fort and its flagstaff, forty years before the snag. Public domain, Alaska Department of Natural Resources.

Sources: litsitealaska.org (Alaska transfer ceremony), NPS American Flag Raising Site, Castle Hill, Sitka.

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Oct 1, 1890. 136 years ago today, Congress created Yosemite National Park, and drew the boundary around the famous part.

The Valley itself was not in it. It had already been handed to California back in 1864, Lincoln's signature, the country's first real 'let us keep this one.' So the brand-new park was a ring around land it did not own. Only in 1906 did the state give the Valley and the giant sequoia grove back, so they could finally join the park that already shared their name.

Why did anyone care? A photographer, Carleton Watkins, hauled a giant camera up those cliffs in the 1860s, and his pictures did the arguing for him. The Valley got a publicist before it got a park.

This picture is one of his. Ca. 1865.

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Sept 30, 1960. 8:30 on a Friday night, ABC put a cartoon family in prime time. The Flintstones was the first animated series ever given that slot, and the first animated sitcom. Fred, Wilma, Barney, Betty. Hanna and Barbera pulled it off four years after the industry figured cartoons could never hold a grown-up audience past 8pm.

Twelve years later, somebody built the town for real. Bedrock City opened in 1972 at the corner of Routes 64 and 180 in Valle, Arizona, on the road to the Grand Canyon. Not a joke: painted concrete rock, Fred's car, a diner, a beauty salon called the Rockhead.

The dinosaur skeleton out front is welded from scrap metal, and the rock beside it says it was donated by two junkyards.

Photo: Library of Congress, no known restrictions.

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197 years ago today, London's first cops stepped out wearing top hats

Sept 29, 1829. About 1,000 men in blue tailcoats walked out onto London's streets for the first time. The new Metropolitan Police were built to look harmless on purpose: top hats instead of helmets (kept until 1864 so they would read as civilians), a wooden truncheon and a rattle to call for help, no guns, no armour.

Their headquarters was 4 Whitehall Place. Its back entrance opened onto a little alley called Great Scotland Yard. Nobody ever voted to name the force after that alley, and yet it became the name the whole world uses.

Two commissioners ran it, Rowan and Mayne. Plenty of people hated it at first and called it a threat to liberty. The nickname “Bobby” came from Robert Peel, the Home Secretary who pushed the whole thing through.

197 years later, a blue plaque on the Ministry of Agriculture building marks the spot.

Photo: Spudgun67, CC BY-SA 4.0, via Wikimedia Commons.

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28 September 1928, St Mary's Hospital, Paddington. Fleming came back to a stack of Staphylococcus culture plates and one had gone wrong: a blue-green mould had taken hold, and around it sat a clear ring where the bacteria were not growing. He had not grown it on purpose. He kept the plate instead of binning it.

The invader was a Penicillium mould; the halo was penicillin, quietly dissolving the bacteria next door. It took another decade (Florey, Chain, Oxford, a war) to turn that into a drug, but it began with one spoiled culture in a basement lab on Praed Street.

That lab still exists, and you can stand in it: the Alexander Fleming Laboratory Museum, tucked in a corner of St Mary's.

Hero: Fleming at his bench in that same hospital, a Second World War Ministry of Information photo, public domain, via Wikimedia Commons. A later shot, not the 1928 morning itself.

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The Stockton and Darlington Railway opened on 27 September 1825. It had already borrowed £60,000 in short-term loans and needed to start earning, fast.

The directors fitted seats for 300. Between 450 and 600 people climbed on anyway, some riding on top of wagons full of coal. A man on horseback rode ahead with a flag.

Locomotion No. 1 left Shildon just after 7am, hit 12 mph, then 15. It stopped when a wagon threw a wheel, stopped 35 minutes more to patch the engine, and handed six wagonloads of coal to the poor. It reached Darlington with roughly 10,000 people watching: 8.5 miles in two hours. At 12:30pm it set off for Stockton hauling 31 vehicles and 550 passengers, crawling at 4 mph. Near the end a man clinging to a wagon fell and a wheel crushed his foot. The train stopped 3 hours 7 minutes after Darlington. That evening 102 people sat down to dinner in the Town Hall.

The painting is John Dobbin's, made in 1875 for the railway's own 50th birthday. The bridge is Skerne Bridge in Darlington, designed by Ignatius Bonomi. It is the oldest railway bridge in continuous use in the world.

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43 years ago today, the Soviet system told him five US missiles were in the air. He decided it was lying.

Sept 26, 1983, just after midnight. Stanislav Petrov, 44, was the duty officer at Serpukhov-15, the secret bunker watching for a US strike. The new Oko satellite system lit up: one US missile launched, then four more behind it.

Protocol said report it. A report meant retaliation.

Petrov didn't. Five missiles was a stupid way to start a war. The system was new. Ground radar saw nothing. He logged it as a malfunction and finished his shift.

He was right. Sunlight was bouncing off high-altitude clouds over North Dakota and into the satellites' cameras.

His reward: a reprimand for filing his war diary wrong. No medal. The whole thing stayed secret until 1998.

Even “saved the world” is contested. Russia's UN mission says no single person could have prevented nuclear war; historian Pavel Podvig argues several layers sat above him and the USSR would have waited for bombs on its soil. Both can be true. What's certain: a man trusted his gut over his machine and his orders, and nothing happened.

He died in 2017, aged 77, in Fryazino. Photo from his kitchen. (Queery-54, CC BY-SA 4.0.)

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Boston, September 25, 1690.

Benjamin Harris, an English bookseller who had already failed once trying to start a free press in London, put out a four-page paper called Publick Occurrences Both Forreign and Domestick. Two columns, 7.5 by 11.5 inches. The last page was left blank on purpose, so you could write a letter on it and mail the whole thing to a friend.

He promised it monthly, “or, if any Glut of Occurrences happen, oftener.”

Issue one had a smallpox outbreak, a murder, the execution of Native prisoners of war, and a story that Louis XIV was sleeping with his son's wife, who had already died, which did not stop the story.

Four days later the Governor and Council ordered it “Suppressed and called in,” citing “Reflections of a very high nature” and “sundry doubtful and uncertain Reports,” and forbade printing without a license. Every remaining copy was destroyed. One survives, found in London in 1845.

The colonies went 14 years without another newspaper. When John Campbell finally started the Boston News-Letter in 1704, he reprinted London news and kept his head down.

Masthead of the surviving copy: Massachusetts Historical Society, public domain.

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On 24 September 1906 Theodore Roosevelt made Devils Tower the first national monument in America, four months after he signed the Antiquities Act.

It stands 867 feet from base to summit: a plug of phonolite porphyry that rose through the Wyoming prairie about 40.5 million years ago and cooled into columns up to 20 feet wide. The Lakota name is Matȟó Thípila, Bear Lodge. The English one is a mistranslation. In 1875 an interpreter turned a Native name into “Bad God's Tower” and it stuck.

In 1893 two ranchers, William Rogers and Willard Ripley, drove a ladder of wooden pegs into the cracks and climbed it on the Fourth of July. A few pegs are still in the rock.

In 1941 George Hopkins parachuted onto the summit for a publicity stunt and a bet. The rope and sledgehammer he needed slid off the edge. He spent six days up there in rain and 50 mph wind before Jack Durrance's team reached him.

The Kiowa and Lakota say the cracks are claw marks: giant bears chased seven girls onto a rock, the rock rose toward the sky, and the girls became the Pleiades.

Photo: at dawn, Murray Foubister, CC BY-SA 2.0

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