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Humans are fascinated by gore and violence, but even more so, the mysterious and unsolved. Interest in these disturbing and unpleasant subjects is called morbid curiosity, and it has gripped hundreds of people throughout the ages. I am one of those people. My name is Halley, and this is the Morbid Curiosity podcast.
Everyone secretly, or in the creepy communities case, not so secretly, loves an unsolved mystery. In Australia, one of the most popular and baffling mysteries is the unsolved death of an unidentified man at Somerton Beach in Adelaide, South Australia, which occurred in 1948. To this day, the man's identity and the cause of his death remain cloaked in mystery. The only clues he left behind were a suitcase full of clothing and a tiny scrap of paper with the words Tamam Shud tucked into a tiny pocket of his trousers.
The words are Persian for finished or ended, and they come from a poem written by an 11th century Persian philosopher. This case has baffled investigators for 71 years, and there are many theories as to who the man was and what may have occurred to cause his death. In this episode, I hope to summarize the details of the Tamam Shud case and discuss several of the most prevalent theories. Before we get into those details, let me give you some historical context.
World War II ended in September of 1945. Australia had entered the war in September of 1939, and by the end of it, almost a million Australians had served in the armed forces, fighting primarily in Europe, North Africa, and the Southwest Pacific theatres. Australian forces played a key role in the Pacific, making up the majority of Allied forces in that area, and continued offensive operations against the Japanese until the war ended. The final casualty numbers for Australia were 27,073 killed and 23,477 wounded.
World War II contributed to major changes in the Australian economy, military and foreign policy. It accelerated the process of industrialization, led to the development of a larger peacetime military, and began the process of shifting the focus of Australian foreign policy from Britain to the United States. The war also contributed to the development of a more diverse and cosmopolitan society. Australian Prime Minister Ben Chiefly, who served from 1945 to 1949, established the Federal Department of Immigration in order to encourage the population growth needed to maintain the country's defences and industries.
Through this program, around 4.2 million immigrants arrived in Australia from Europe between 1945 and 1985. Even though the war was over, there was a growing mistrust between the Soviet Union and its satellite states, known as the Eastern Bloc, and the US and its allies, including Australia, known as the Western Bloc, despite these nations having been allies during World War II. Beginning in 1946, the US attempted to contain Soviet expansion indirectly by supporting communities that were fighting back against Soviet takeover. This struggle became known as the Cold War, as there were no direct conflicts between the two sides.
There was, however, plenty of espionage on both sides, even before the Cold War officially started. All major powers engaged in espionage or spying. The most active organisations were the American CIA, the Soviet KGB, and the British MI6. At this time, Australia did not have its own intelligence department, but the Australian Security Intelligence Office was created not long after the events we're about to discuss.
The fear of espionage bred paranoia in Australian society, but the end of the war led to feelings of relief, living in the present and leading the past behind. It was in this social and political climate that the following mysterious events took place. On November 30th, 1948, around 7 p.m., a jeweler named John Lyons and his wife went on their usual summer evening stroll around Somerton Beach, about 14 kilometres southwest of the Adelaide City Centre. As they passed a staircase leading from the beach to the Esplanade, or bank, they noticed a man in a coat lying on his back against the sea wall, his legs outstretched and angles crossed.
They saw him raise his right arm, then let it drop, and he appeared to be smoking. Around 630 the next morning, December 1st, Lyons returned to the beach for a morning swim, and noticed two men on horseback standing near what appeared to be the same man in the same spot as the night before. The man appeared to be dead, so Lyons contacted the police. Police constable John Moss arrived about 15 minutes later, and observed a half-smoked cigarette on the man's open shirt collar, but no scorch marks, meaning it had gone out before it dropped from the man's mouth.
He also noted that the sand around the man was clean and undisturbed. The body was quickly taken to a hospital by ambulance, but the man was pronounced dead before arriving. The body was examined by Dr. John Barkley Bennett, who found that the man had no wallet or any form of identification.
Dr. Bennett estimated that the man's heart had stopped sometime around 2am. The body was then taken to the city mortuary, where Dr. John Dwyer performed an autopsy the next day.
The man was about 5'11", about 170 pounds, or 75-80 kilos, and around 45 years old, with grey eyes and reddish-brown receding hair worn combed back without a part. He was clean-shaven, uncircumcised, and physically fit. His calves were noted for their musculature. He had no bruising or other signs of violence on his body, but did have several small scars on the inside of his left hand and arm.
He was missing 18 teeth, mostly molars, but also his secondary incisors, which may have been a birth defect. The tips of his fingers were yellowed with tobacco, indicating a heavy smoker, but his hands and body were quite clean otherwise. In fact, his hands showed no signs of physical labor at all. Upon inspection of the man's organs, Dr.
Dwyer noted that while the man's heart seemed in good condition, there was a large amount of blood congesting several of the man's organs, including his brain, stomach, liver, spleen, and small intestine. Dr. Dwyer thought this type of overfilling of fluid could be due to barbiturate overdose. There was also a partially digested pasty or meat pie in the man's stomach, his last meal, which he likely ate several hours before his death.
The man's clothing was not new, but it was well maintained. Several repairs had been made to his trousers and jacket buttons with a distinctive wax-coated orange thread, and his shoes appeared to have been polished the morning of his death. However, all the tags and labels from his clothing had been removed. While it was common practice at the time to write names on the tags of clothing, cutting the labels off was also common, especially in second-hand clothing.
When the man's coat was examined by a tailor, it was thought to be of an American make. Aside from his clothing, the man had a half-empty pack of cigarettes, where the pack was one brand, and the actual cigarettes inside were another more expensive brand. Two combs, an unused railway ticket to Henley Beach, a used bus ticket to Summerton Beach from the center of Adelaide, a small amount of cash, and a pack of juicy fruit gum. Tissue samples as well as blood and urine were sent to government analyst Dr.
Robert Cohen to test for poison, but the tests came back negative for any common poisons, including barbiturates. Still, poison was suspected for the cause of death, as there seemed to be no other sign of foul play, and the man was otherwise in good health. The Adelaide newspaper, The Advertiser, published a small paragraph about the incident not long after the body was found, claiming it belonged to an E.C. Johnson.
However, the next day, December 3rd, E.C. Johnson visited the police station to prove he was alive and well. Hoping a picture in the paper would aid in identifying the man, police photographer Patrick Durham photographed the body, capturing the famous image of the man who was now being referred to as the Summerton Man. His fingerprints were also recorded, but after a full day search, the police couldn't find a match in the Australian fingerprint register.
After the photograph was published, members of the public began to flood the police station, thinking they knew the man, or hoping they'd found a missing family member or friend. But still, no one could positively identify him. By December 10th, the man had been dead for ten days, and his body was beginning to decay. Therefore, the police embalmed the body in formaldehyde, which was the common practice at the time.
It should be noted that formaldehyde breaks down DNA in the soft tissue, but does not always affect the DNA in the bones and teeth of the deceased. During January of 1949, several more people thought they knew the man, and upon viewing the courts, they found that they were mistaken. On January 8th, the case was assigned to Detective Sergeant Lionel Lean, who continued to search for information. Not long after he took up the case, on January 14th, the Adelaide Railway Station discovered a brown suitcase in one of their lockers, they brought it in to Lean, thinking it might belong to the unidentified man.
The suitcase appeared to be new, and had no identification tags on it. It contained pajamas, ties, a bathrobe, slippers, handkerchiefs, and a pair of trousers that were recently drag cleaned. There was also a brush, several airmail stamps, which suggested the man knew someone overseas, and several strangely augmented items, including a table knife that had been cut down to a point, and a pair of specially sharpened scissors, which were both tucked inside a makeshift scabbard made of zinc tin and bound with sticking plaster. These were thought to be some type of homemade stenciling kit, when they were examined by the Adelaide School of Arts and Crafts.
There was also a spool of waxed orange thread that matched the thread used to repair the unidentified man's clothing. The police were certain that this was indeed the dead man suitcase. This time, a few of the items of clothing had tags. The name T.
Keene, K-E-A-N, was on the label of a grey tie, and Keene, K-E-A-N-E, was written on an undershirt and stamped on a linen bag within the case. The police sent word to the immigration department, the military, the post office, the port authority, the customs office, and the Commonwealth Employment Agency, searching for a missing person by the name of Keene. But their search turned up nothing. The Adelaide police were stumped.
On April 5th, they called on Sir John Klelland, professor of pathology at the University of Adelaide, to assist in the case. They also called in the tagsidermist from the Adelaide Museum, Paul Francis Lawson, to make a plaster cast of the summer to man's head and shoulders. While Lawson was working on the cast, Sir Klelland began to examine the man's clothing and possessions. As all the tags had been removed from the clothing, Klelland began trying on the man's clothes to determine what size they were.
As he put on the trousers the man had died in, he discovered a small scrap of paper hidden in a small pocket of the waistline. On it, the words, Tamam should, were typed in a very distinct font. The scrap of paper appeared to have been torn from a book, a book that was well-known in all levels of society at the time of the man's death. That book was the Rubiot of Omar Kayam, a poem by an 11th century Persian astronomer, philosopher and mathematician.
It had been translated into English in 1859 and had gained popularity after the war due to its overarching message of letting go of the past and living for the present. Despite this new discovery, the scrap of paper did little to solve the mystery of the man's identity or how he died. Police called on the public to search for a copy of the book with the ending phrase Tamam should, torn out, but despite the huge public response, a matching copy could not be found. By this point, it had been seven months since the body was found, and even though it was embalmed, the body was likely beginning to decompose.
Therefore, on June 14, 1949, the Somerton Man was buried at West Terrace Cemetery. A coroner's inquest into the case began three days later, but as there wasn't much to go on, the inquest ended about a week after that, the results inconclusive. The death was ruled as not natural, but cause unknown. For almost a month, the case remained stale until July 22, when John Freeman, a chemist whose name has only recently been revealed, handed in a copy of the rebuyat that had been tossed into the backseat of his car where it was parked, not far from the beach, around the time of the Somerton Man's death.
The police turned to the back page of the book. It was torn exactly where Tamam should was supposed to be printed. By comparing the paper quality, the ink and the font, they determined that this was indeed the book that the scrap of paper had been torn from. On the inside back cover of the book, they also found very light pencil marks, making up five lines of what appeared to be random letters, some of them ambiguous.
Line two was crossed out, and line four had been annotated. Police suspected it was some type of code, or perhaps a type of shorthand. There were also two phone numbers. One was that of a bank, and the other was an unlisted number for a house that was only a half mile or 0.8 kilometers from where the body was found.
Finally, the police had a lead. The house in question was occupied by a woman who had trained as a nurse. She had a young son named Robin, who had been born in 1947. Her real name is not known, but several sources used the name Joe or Jesse Thompson, Mrs.
Thompson, and Justine. The most reputable sources used Justine, which I also found while I was going through digital copies of the police files. It's thought that while this wasn't her real name, it was her actual nickname. The police visited Justine, asking about the man on the beach and the book.
She said she'd given a copy of the rubiad to a man named Alf Boxall in 1945 while they were both living in Sydney. However, she stated she was no longer associated with Boxall. The police asked her to view the plaster bust of the Summerton Man, and she agreed. On the 26th of July, Justine went to Lawson's office where the bust was kept.
Upon viewing it, she seemed near fainting, but said she couldn't identify if the cast was Boxall or not. Any question of the corpse belonging to Boxall was dismissed when Alf Boxall was found alive and well in Sydney. His wife had their copy of the rubiad as well, and the back page was still intact. Codebreakers were assigned to try and decode the text at the back of the book that Freeman had turned into the police, but none of them could find anything encoded in the text that made any sense.
The trail again went cold, and would stay that way until March 1958, when a second inquest took place, mostly as a formality. There were no new witnesses and no new evidence. As their presence had not added anything to the case, Justine, Boxall, and the book were hardly mentioned. The case was again closed without conclusion.
Despite the lack of evidence, both professional and amateur sleuths have attempted to solve the mystery of the man who died on Summerton Beach. Several theories have been put forth, ranging from murder to suicide. As to his identity, theories have included everything from a jilted lover to a spy for the Soviets. No one theory has been able to satisfy all the vague details of the case, nor has anyone been able to translate the mysterious set of letters at the back of a torn copy of the Rebiut.
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And now, back to the podcast. After the Tumam showed case was cold for about 30 years, the suitcase found at the railway station was destroyed, likely as part of a clearing out of old cases from the police archives. The torn and coded copy of the Rebiot was also destroyed and the files from the case were archived. All that's left are a few photos, the plaster cast and a scant number of case files, which are now all stored at the South Australian Police Museum.
Despite this further loss of evidence, there have been attempts to reignite the case. In 1978, the Australian Broadcasting Company aired a program called the Summerton Beach Mystery, hosted by presenters Stuart Littlemore. The program summarized the case and bolstered interest in the breaking of the mysterious code. In 2009, University of Adelaide Professor Derek Abbott, a physicist and electronic engineer and Dr.
Matthew Berryman, an IT specialist and statistical analyst, set out to crack the code by having engineering students analyze it using statistics. They brought the students to the South Australian Police Museum to view the bust and the remaining photos. While examining the bust, some of the students noticed that there were hairs trapped in the plaster cast along the scalpline, hairs that might be useful for DNA testing. Along with this breakthrough discovery, over the course of the project, the students determined that the code at the back of the Rebiot was most likely an initial code, where each letter stands for a whole word.
This is based purely on statistics, but as the letters don't fit any other type of code, it's likely this theory is correct. What the code says, however, is still a mystery. That same year, Professor Abbott discovered a photograph of Justine's son, Robin, and noticed that he had very similar ears to that of the Summerton Man, as well as a similar dental deformity. Abbott sought out an ear expert and found that the shape of the Summerton Man's ear is quite rare, with only around 2% of Caucasian populations having the same shape.
He believes that the chance that this is coincidence is very slim, and this similarity in ear shape may indicate that Robin was related to the Summerton Man, possibly his son. Unfortunately, Robin had died by this point, but he was survived by his wife Roma and their daughter Rachel. Abbott met with Rachel to discuss obtaining a DNA sample to compare with the hairs found on the bust. She agreed.
On a side note, she and Abbott ended up getting married in 2010. Forensic scientist Colleen Fitzpatrick compared Rachel's DNA with her mother first to establish which genetic markers came from her mother's side and then analyze the markers from her father. The DNA showed the most similarities with people who originate on the east coast of America, especially Virginia. If Rachel truly is the granddaughter of the Summerton Man, this suggests he was American.
However, currently this only proves that her grandfather was American, not that he was the Summerton Man. The Summerton Man's DNA would be required to prove she was his granddaughter. I was unable to find out if Abbott had the hairs analyzed, but I did find that Abbott petitioned the Australian government twice to exhume the body of the Summerton Man in order to attain DNA from his teeth and bones. He was denied both times, the reason given by the Australian government being that they only consider exhumation necessary for contests of a will or to identify a lost soldier, and the Summerton Man case is neither.
Also, it's likely that if the man was murdered, whoever killed him is deceased, so the exhumation is considered to serve no purpose other than satisfy public curiosity. The judge did say however, if Abbott could fund the exhumation himself, it might be possible, but so far that has not occurred. In 2011, a woman from Adelaide found a picture ID in her home belonging to a man named H.C. Reynolds issued in the U.S.
in 1918. She thought he resembled the Summerton Man, so brought the ID to Professor Machi Hennenberg, a biological anthropologist at the University of Adelaide. Again, the ears appeared similar, and both the dead man and H.C. Reynolds had a mole in a similar area on their cheeks.
However, the images of the Summerton Man were taken a few days after his death, so it's hard to say how his features might have changed during that time due to decomposition. Their ages do match up though, so it's possible the Summerton Man is H.C. Reynolds, but it's hard to prove it without DNA evidence. In 2013, the U.S.
current affairs television show 60 Minutes aired an episode about the Tamam Shoot case in which Justine's daughter, Kate Thompson, said her mother knew the identity of the man on the beach, but had never revealed it to her. Unfortunately, Justine herself died in 2007, so the statement cannot be confirmed. Detective Gerald Feltis, the senior detective who inherited the Tamam Shoot case on a watching brief basis, spent 15 years gathering all the disparate and tiny details of the case. He attempted to visit every person connected to the case down to the ticket collector at the train station.
He dug up old street directories to trace all possible routes to the spot where the man died and where the book was dumped. In 2017, he self-released a book containing all his investigative work on the case. The book, entitled The Unknown Man, a suspicious death at Summerton Beach, is unfortunately rare due to a limited number of copies being printed. But if you can get your hands on one, I would one, highly recommend reading it and two, be extremely jealous.
As to the cause of death of the Summerton Man, no poison has been found that exactly matches the state of the man's organs, as recorded by Dr. Dwyer. But a close match has been proposed. In 1994, the then-chief justice of the Australian state of Victoria, John Haber Phillips, took an interest in the case, and after analyzing the autopsy report concluded that the man had died of poisoning by Digitoxin, a poison derived from the Digitalis plant.
Digitalis, or Foxglove, is native to Europe, but has spread all over the world. Ingestion of even a small amount causes heart arrhythmias, which in turn cause a backup of blood in the organs. Nausea, vomiting, visual disturbances, confusion, weakness, seizures, and delirium are all symptoms of Digitoxin poisoning, and death can occur at high doses, and drying the plant does not decrease its toxicity. At the time of the Summerton Man's death, it was used occasionally to treat congestive heart failure, but issues with its toxicity were well known.
Digitoxin seems to fit, except for the fact that there was no vomit near where the man died, nor was there any in his esophagus. The remains of his last meal, the pasty, were still in his stomach when he was autopsied. It's possible some of the symptoms of poisoning may not have occurred, but it's also unlikely. I wondered if perhaps the fancy cigarettes in the less expensive pack he carried were given to him and laced with dried Digitalis.
In this way, the Digitoxin would have been inhaled, poisoning him, but the symptoms of poisoning might have been different than when Digitoxin is ingested. However, we cannot check the cigarettes, as the evidence has been destroyed. Another theory is that the man died due to positional asphyxia, in which a person falls asleep, usually when intoxicated, in a position that cuts off their breathing and leads to death. Perhaps after death, the man was then robbed of his wallet.
This theory is not popular, as it does not explain the state of the Summerton Man's organs. It's also been suggested that the man had an underlying medical condition, and something had occurred to set it off and caused him to die, such as a fright or another powerful emotion. As to who the man was, there are several theories. At the time of his death, most people at first believed he was Australian, or perhaps a recently arrived migrant from Europe.
The use of second-hand clothing was prevalent at the time, especially in the first wave of post-war immigration to Australia, as was the choice of anonymity. As I said, many migrants were looking for a chance to start over, to leave the past behind them. Investigation into the possibility that the man was not Australian was hampered by the tense international climate of the Cold War. The police did a very thorough investigation for the time, but it just wasn't enough.
The discovery of the code immediately ignited theories that the dead man was a Soviet spy. The world, in general, was gripped with paranoia about a Third World War, as Soviet power grew. This paranoia led to the launch of Operation Venona by the U.S. and U.K.
in order to spy on the Soviet Union in 1943. This was a code-breaking operation targeting encrypted Soviet diplomatic communications. The operation revealed that sensitive Australian government information had leaked to the Soviet Union from an Australian source, eventually it uncovered a large Soviet spy ring in Australia. In order to address the intelligence leaks revealed by Operation Venona, the Australian Security Intelligence Organization was created in March of 1949, four months after the Somerton Man was found.
Many people have wondered if the Somerton Man was part of that spy ring, or perhaps a double agent for one side or the other who was discovered and eliminated. The Somerton Man was clean, tidy, physically fit, and seemed purposefully unidentifiable, just like a spy. The time frame fits, as it was an era of espionage. The rare undetectable at the time poison also seems to fit, as does the lack of government enthusiasm to exhume the body.
The code at the back of the rubiot also seems to support this theory. As the mystery carried on into the 50s, the spy theory gained traction thanks to increased Cold War paranoia. However, one does not have to be a spy in order to want privacy. The man could have been a smuggler, a black market trader, or some other type of criminal.
He could also have just been a man who valued his privacy. The code may even be something more simple. The letters could have been an attempt to work out a crossword anagram on a convenient bit of paper. As we can't decode it, there's no way to tell.
The woman, Justine, has also come under suspicion as being a spy. She was previously connected to the rubiot, as she had given a copy of it to Alf Boxle. She presented herself as married at the time the Somerton man was found, but she was not actually married. She told Lawson, the man who made the plaster bust, that her name was Mrs.
Thompson, although the man she would later marry, Prosper Thompson, had yet to gain a divorce from his current wife. The two were officially married in 1950. Some researchers believe her real name may be the cipher key to the code in the book, but without it that's hard to prove. Justine was also living in Sydney when another death involving the rubiot occurred.
Joseph George Saulheim Marshall, a private investigator, was found dead in Mosmann, Sydney, with a copy of the rubiot open next to him on May 21, 1945, two and a half years before the Somerton man. The cause of death was ruled as suicide by poisoning. Mosmann is between St. Leonard, where Justine lived at the time, and the Clifton Gardens Hotel, where she met Alf Boxle and gave him a copy of the rubiot in August of the same year.
Justine was in two locations where a death due to possible poisoning occurred, and the rubiot was linked to that death. There's no other evidence to support this theory, but it is interesting. Whether she was a spy or not, Justine's unlisted phone number was in the back of the book associated with the Somerton man. This is highly suggestive that she and the dead man were connected, but sheds no light on how.
Were they both spies, or were they lovers as Professor Abbott theorizes? This brings us to the last big question, was the Somerton man murdered, or did he end his own life? Murder is a large part of the spy theory. It's been proposed that perhaps the man was killed elsewhere and placed in the spot where he was found, since there were no signs of struggle in the sand and no vomit from the supposed poison.
If it truly was a planned hit, it's possible someone involved could have sat in the spot all evening to disguise a late-night placement of the dead man and cover up his murder. No one who saw the man on the beach moved the night before saw his face clearly, so it's possible it wasn't the same man in the morning. This would have taken some organization and planning, so it's not surprising it's part of the spy theory. If this were the case however, it could have been executed by any group of criminals, not just spies, but again nothing can be proven.
The other theory is that the man took his own life. This theory could work for either a spy who knew he'd be caught, a jilted lover of Justines, or a regular man who saw no other option. Unfortunately, during and just after World War II, suicide was prevalent, much of the world was recovering from decades of war, and after it was over, the depression began. On top of this, many ex-soldiers were suffering from what was termed war neurosis, what we would now refer to as post-traumatic stress disorder, and there was little help available for those suffering from this condition.
The link with the Reubiot invites people to imagine the Somerton man as a poetic soul, a man who was living through hard times and just couldn't take it anymore, hence the last words of the poem being talked into his pocket. In this theory, the code at the back of the book could be an encrypted suicide note. The fact that the man had Justines unlisted telephone number and was found so close to her home suggests he went to visit her. Perhaps he was rejected, felt as there was nothing left to live for, and quietly ended his life, or perhaps he planned to do so all along.
Perhaps he destroyed his identity before embarking on a meticulously planned and executed suicide, but why would he make the effort to be unidentifiable and then end his life in such a public place? The place the Somerton man was found is not secluded at all in the light of day. Anyone going up or down the steps to the beach could have seen him. The Somerton man's death is a mystery no matter how you look at it.
There have been suggestions that it's even connected with several other deaths. Three months before, U.S. Treasury Secretary, Harry Dexter White, died suddenly of a reported digitalis overdose. He had been identified as a spy by Operation Vanona.
Around six months after the Somerton man was discovered, two-year-old Clive Magnusson was found dead next to his father, who was in a state of mental breakdown, not 20 kilometers from Somerton Beach. Mr. Magnusson had been one of the many who went to the police to try and identify the Somerton man. Somerton Beach is also the last known whereabouts of the Beaumont children, who went missing on the 26th of January 1966 and have also never been found.
There are several websites dedicated to connecting other murders involving the Reubiot, Digitalis and other components of the Temam's showcase. While they make for compelling reading, there is no proof beyond any doubt that the Somerton man was part of a larger conspiracy. There is of course no way to disprove it either. This is the double-edged sword that all these theories stand on.
There is hardly anything left about the man who died at Somerton Beach except the moment of his death and even that evidence is threadbare. No theory can be disproven, but neither can they be proven. Why then does the Somerton man hold our interest? Whether it's the thrill of the mystery or the game of putting together the puzzle of his death, the Temam's showcase brings out our curiosity.
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