The Death of Sherlock Holmes
While Sir Arthur Conan Doyle is best known for his Sherlock Holmes stories, that was not the work he valued the most. In fact Conan Doyle once referred to them as “an elementary form of fiction”. He was very proud of his historical novels and considered them some of his finest work.
While his Sherlock Holmes stories were hugely successful Conan Doyle was concerned that they were keeping him from more important work. As early as 1891 he shared with his mother his concerns about Holmes. “He takes my mind from better things.”
As time went on Conan Doyle found himself more closely identified with Sherlock Holmes to the exclusion of his other works. “I weary of his name,” he told his mother.
In his own mind the matter was settled. Holmes must die. The only question was how? Conan Doyle wanted a dramatic finish for the great Sherlock Holmes.
In 1893 Conan Doyle visited Reichenbach Falls in the northern Swiss Alps. After seeing the magnificent falls he decided the place would make a worthy tomb for Sherlock Holmes.
The Adventure of the Final Problem was published in December of 1893 in The Strand magazine. People were so upset that more than twenty thousand of them cancelled their subscription to The Strand magazine.
It took a story of a ghostly hound to inspire Conan Doyle to bring the great detective back. In 1901 Sherlock Holmes reappeared in The Hound of the Baskervilles. Conan Doyle needed a strong central character for his ghostly novel. Why invent one when he already had that in Holmes? However Conan Doyle made it clear that Holmes was not alive. This story took place before the incident at Reichenbach Falls.
The public’s response was phenomenal. The Hound of the Baskervilles was also first published in The Strand. The magazine’s circulation rose by thirty thousand overnight.
Later Holmes was truly brought back to life in The Adventure of the Empty House. At the start of the story Watson is alone. His wife is dead and he believes Holmes to be dead as well. However Watson learns that Holmes’s death was a ruse to hide from Moriarty’s associates.
I moved my head to look at the cabinet behind me. When I turned again, Sherlock Holmes was standing smiling at me across my study table. I rose to my feet, stared at him for some seconds in utter amazement, and then it appears that I must have fainted for the first and the last time in my life. Certainly a gray mist swirled before my eyes, and when it cleared I found my collar-ends undone and the tingling after-taste of brandy upon my lips. Holmes was bending over my chair, his flask in his hand. – The Adventure of the Empty House