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The Blairsville Press (Newspaper) - February 26, 1869, Blairsville, Pennsylvania VOLUME 111. BLAIRSVTLLE, PA., FRIDAY, FEBRUARY NUMBER 8. B-.D BLISHlF A Y, Mnrkft LLK, INDIANA _COfXTY, I'A. Jbiaitor K It M S 00 Per Aunum ,'V. '2 jt jtlOJS. tM' ti................................. Ifur DiBno'.u'.iona sod per Bn.iaru, JtandbLiln, J Jhtw, xo'or J ahoot, .to or under................. J SO or -1 ivbole ahuot, 3C ur 5 80 of 'v-b of tha .ibova, ia pruporkjon. C-vr.la MH p.ii'ar, Local jur line, i ,-.rv I pui 60 iu au iii cu oo oo BO oo 10 j i 10 So. 3 5 Vutuilk, i'. f. Hull, iu UUImilie, ou Firv. MONDAY ouur j Uj Order ut tbn W M.-. i 0. iu H all, m I i DO YOUK EKST ST BUT. A. A. B. TATLSR. Wbonoivr work you'huvc to dp, Yield uot to Blugguh rest; Nrc matter, tbuugb mem tares Tbvi best wrought will Tu umKe all thoroughly Alwujsdoyoui boit 1 work you bave to do, Go furlli witb vitgar zest; Plain duty mny uot Smootb piillu to right, wrn neldoto grimier is life's Alwnyd do yonrbest! work Iiav-e do, Vut courage to the tcct; Tbotigb foo uutuumbor friend liy far, I'bougb i-ing'y you go forth to war, Ihoujjh Doubt Hopu's Alwnyd do your best! VVliiHtvor worlt you to do, Stund to you purpose, Irit faltering nil llio lino .liske, One falling mny tho full r.tnki broaJs, And thus tbofot tbo Seld cany Alwnyx do your best! worjt jou have to do, Encb hindering thought dclojt; man tun another's pljco, for himself mast duty trus, nnd, trujtiag to God'n grnco, Alnnys your boat I WhttUier you hare to do. Maku uut tha tank a Truo xvurth tbo doing woll, M.irs dolf mu t'ae-b '.ban Time can toll, IVr boon will toll Lite's fuuuial do youi Great Sermon by a Little Preacher. "I'APA GOES TIIKEE." tMU, 1. U. o: U. F., i" Hull, rveij- Fn la) at Cms: I go go with you, I limy, won't The words weru tittwetl in a plaintive :uid siully culrentivu tono, the liandw of .he speaker cluing the of the listIK'r- CO.. P K. Mtnuftcta'ers of Mone- h Top.', Conn- P mrrkinfi l.otF, A'. inJ il.Ml-.-in-.I p-i't
leave him, tor he had 1 thus been left many i time, aud always 1 carefully obeyed her. I And he meant to uow but poor little j fellow his thought would wander to that I brilliant corner .store, whither hu knew i his father always went at evening, and j brain wild biiby with e.agn'r wander- infc'-i. ile kuow in's father loved to go, I '.hero muni be (something that ho I till long after was as-.lfep. lay behind Uio hnnrU-t oirtalim iv-ss u he rought ui vain to 1 At length he whispered eagerly, as'if to encourage a longing wish, "Papa used to tell me if 1 wanted to know anything very bad to persevere and rind out. Now I do want to know what makeH him go there know that there must be pretty things, behind those windows. I shouldn't and his cheeks were it was like a fairy house. can't I go Poor Willie! Temptation to know WHS strong to be resisted so ho hunted through the closet for a candle, for he was a thoughtful littlefellow, and would not leave his little sister to the only dan- ger that could menace her. He found a bit of tallow dip, and lighting it, drew the stand close to her, that the flame might scare away the rats and mice' should (hey sally out ere his return. "I won't stay long, pretty said he, pressing a tender kiss on her sleep- ing lids, and drawing the blanket close over her fuir arms. "JN'o, I'll come back sooti, but I do want one peep." Swiftly his little feet flew over the pavement, nnd in B trice he stood beside the cur- tained window. "How light it IK, and how they laugh nnd talk. It muni funny in there." A cold, November blast swept round the corner IIH he spoke, penetrating his thin summer clothes, and causing his to quiver and his teeth to "I don't believe they'd hurt me, if i .should go in awhile, I'm such a little boy, and 1 sin so cold out he said iis he pushed the door carefully from him, (slipping in and closing it without a breath of noise. For a moment he was bewildered by the light and clatter, but finding no one seemed to notice him, he stole toward the glowing grate, and spread out his purple palms before the blaze. Tho group of men that en- circled the bar were drinking when he entered. Koon, however, they sat down their glasses ami dispersed about tho room. Bnid one In a loud tono as going to the lire he bpiud little "Willie, "What are you doing here, my little fellow V 'Who are you, and what do you want "I don't waut anything only to see what you do here. My name is Willie M. My papa loves to come here, and it looked so pleasant through the window I thought I'd come too. But I mufct not stay long for I've left tbe baby alone." The man's tones wore softened us he spoke again to him, "And where is your mother, "0, she's gone to take home the wash, sir. Papa don't get as much work ubed to once and we're veiy poor now, and she lifts to help him "And does it look us pleasant in here fis you thought it would, my "O yes, it does, Mr. I don't wonder papa IOVCH to come, hero BO mtiuh, it's so cold and chirk at home. But I nhould think he would bring mamma and me and little sis. How she would laugh to nee this fire and all these pretty bottles, and thohO llowera with lights in them Please said he earnestly and seized the rough hands of tho listner, "plerwe sir, tell me why little boys can't come here with their "For God's sako do not tell him Ban- said a deep anguished voice. "He deems me pure and holy. fiiB Whet a wretch I am My my boy 1" and Willie was, clasped in his father's "you have saved me from earth's vilest hell. Here, with my hands upon your sinless brow, I prom- ise never again to touch the cup I've drank so deep. And my brothers in .sin, as you value your soul's salvation, tempt me not to break my vow. Help me me men, BO to live, hereafter, that pupa may never blush to take his boy if papa goes there, Willie may go there Silently tho door closed after them, and silence dwelt in the saloon behind them. The preacher had been in cherub form, and crazy, loose, unholy thought, or light and ribald jest was hushed. One by one they stole away, and many n w Ire wore smiled thatnight; nor did the old bur tender, even, curse the little one that robbed him of many dimes. Too deeply in hia heart had Hunk the voice of that cherub prtwcher. "Don't you like me, asked little Willie, while they stood a few moments on tne pavement; for the scene in tho bar-room was au enigma to the child, and ho half feared a re- pro uf. "I was thinking what mamma would like beet for tsaid the father. was tho eager in a glailhome voice. "O, then 1 know j on uiu't cross. O, get oysters and crackera and tea, papu and a can- beenune there is only a piece. Aud plcaBO, papa, toll mamma not to be cross at me 'causo I left tha baby. I dftii't believe she though, 'CHUBB you wouldn't perhaps have come home yet, and she decs love lo have you home so much. Oh, I fuel just like crying, I feel so glad." "And I feel like crying, said his father solemnly; and ere midnight he did cry aud his %vifo, too, but they wore holy tears, washing his heart of the tjint had gathon-d on its buuily, and hers of tho H like Rpnll. From tliu Watchman nud itefordtr. Picture for the Home- Mrs. Harriet Beeeher Stowe has an admirable article in the "Atlantic Alr- manao for of good common sense shrewd, humorous reply to the question, "What picture shall I hang on the Once, pictiireB were the prerogative of the wealthy now, there ia no family so poor that it cannot afford to adorn home with them. "The question what to says the author of Uncle Tom's Cabin, "amid the crowd of applicants, and possible choice, is often a puzzling one. A picture that is to look you in the face stall hours of the day or night is after all somewhat of an item in your existence. It is taking to yourself a silent companion and though there is no speech nor language, and its voice is not heard, yet its lines go out into your daily life and its words to the end of your days. sho continues, are as different as people, and to them >ag to persons applies tho rule, Think be fore you choose an intimate friend." In considering the question of what pictures one would buy, Mrs. Stowe proceeds topuucture those most inflated of all live balloons, the "high art" crit- ics, with a skill that is alike admirable and remorseless. Read: 'Well-meaning people who have money to Sipare oltcn are sorely troubled with the question, what to buy. There are a crowd of talkers about pictures, and the cry of 'high art' and a variety of other bewildering criea are flung in one's face at every turn. Dots the hon- est John Stubbs want to get a picture because it is ft pretty thing and pleases Mm, or comforts his wife when he the blues Then he has thoughts of Don Positive, his next neighbor, who writes art-critiques for tho JN'e Plus Ultra, and solemnly informs him that it is a duty he owes to society to protest against everything that isn't high art. Jsobody must be left in peace to have anything but the publications of the Arundcl Society, or artist's proofs of Ka- phael's Madonnas, or proof casts ot the statues in the Louvre, or something else which has the seal of written certificate of Rood antiquity giving him leave to admire. Poor StubbB doesn't admire the Madonna San Sisto half as much as one of Tail's pictures of chick- ens picking at a worm, or some hens in a barnyard, -which put him in mind of the plrasaut old days when he was R boy, of the old farm and meadowi, and father aud mother, and 'our folks' who are gone. All thin almost fills his with ho looks, but titubbs good fellow, when Don Posilivo tells Win with a lordly nir that he can things if but he it his duty to inform how very trashy they sro iu point of art, like a good sjhrwtian hs hia eyeu, and goes resignedly and gives a hundred or two of for an old proof engrav- ing of the -San Sisto, and hangs it up whore those dear, too charming hens ami chickens were to have been, and feels that he lias done his duty by soci- ety. To be iiure, ho dossn't care bodle for the pietuieH, and never will, but Don Positive him it's high art and him from getting ft pour thing for hU thut'n com- fort." Mrh. Stowe baa evidently read and enjoyed the egotMiral effusions of tho "srtcritich" of the New York Tribune and New York Sation. The manner in which they sometimes pooh-pooh the most beautiful, recent art Prang's inimitable chronics, for exam- always go into ecsUcy; over nicditcval reproductions ofthe Arun- dol Society, which are leas appropriate for a modern American home than a nones of lift-tenth century sermons would be suitable for a modem Ameri- can library, in well hit oft'in this and the succcedingpassage, which, however, we have not space to copy. She then grapples at once with the cardinal axiom of the art-creed of these eritics, and bravely denies in words, what the people have always denied iu acts, that hijfh art pictures are- suitable for the adornment of a home. The lan- guage will be reckoned little lesrf than blasphemous by these pretentious wri- ters, but every friend ot living art aud the education of the people in art wil! be glad to HOC her nnHail the idol which they worship so devoutly. She says: "High nrt meanc, as nearly as 'we can make it out, what professed artists and instructed people, who understand tho technical properties of art, aud the tech- nical diracullitfn to be overcome in it, consider intcre.-ting and vnhmblc. It also means what past ages have liked and enjoyed, and tiling." that are his- torically interesting, as the record of the modes of thinking and feeling on such subjects in prwt ages. Now, many of the beat records of these in cast en- gravingh are not suited to family lil'o, but oujrlit lo be kept in museums and folios. The admirable cngras ing of old blind Belimtrius, is a chrf of engraving ait, a touching nnd tragic picture, but who wishes at all hours to bo confronted by the image of u blind father with a HO'II bitten hy a serpent in his however well represented. The better representation uf such a nulijcct, iheworsi' ii inokimitfor a home niciu'rfi. Hung in a. bed-room, this work of high-art might give bad dreams and a possible- nightmare; and it had better be kept iu a portfolio and ad- mired when tho subject of proof- engrav- ings IH up. If a pei'bon .should be so for- tunate or unfortunate as to got a capital photograph of the first draft of that bloody-hones picture, 'Michael Angelo's Lart where rhe Juijge looks like a prize-lighter in a passion. Blinking bis fist at hit ii skotoh might have a e-ertttin value. 'high for there abundance of higji art is thisvnry disasfrcaable pictura, but wa should recommend him not to minis it find imng It up for the turror drwimw of Mrs. then lays down her firit rule the of home which is ar excellent as it is heterodox As a general she says, "what s not high art, but only respectable and permiwsable art, the best company for uvery day family As we should not think it amusing to have Speech to Sun recited at out break- 'ast table, so neither should lire think SchefTer's picture of Franciaea di .Ri- mini a proper thing to be forever talking ;o IIH from the parlors or Dcd-rooms." She would not have pictures mere prettinesses would have some rep- resent higher aide of'our but such soknin and grand should not be conspicuously placed ifl reception rooms, or parts of the where the mere of life goes on. She then adds: Pretty genre, pleturss, such Prang isgetthig up so many of, have a certain value as house ornaments quite inde- pendent of considerations of high art. A red cashmere shawl carelessly thrown down on garnet colored sofa, with a jleam of sunshine across it, often forms a bit of coloring that turiw a room into a picture. So Piang's overturned bas- ket of bright red cherries, hung on a wall of a proper tiut, is ft pleasing bit of color, pleasing because it attempts not too much aud does all it attempts well. So, also, pious mottoes aud testa in illu- minated letters have a double they ornament and they teach. These tiave no value one way or the other as art; but they are very pleasant and use- ful as household ornaments." Mrs. Stowe then teaches alphabet of all true and a courage to reject the advice of others, however pratondious, when their dicta are at uttor variance with one's own im- pressions. Of course, this does not im- ply unteaelmblenetis, it only demands a reason for the faith proffered to us. She nays: "The great value of Pictures for home should be, after all, in their nr.ntimcnf. They should express sincere ideas and tastes of the household, and not the ty- rannical dicta of some art critic or neighbor. It is desirable thai tho draw- ing and painting should he good and rc- spoetablc, aud that the family should be well enough informed to know that a picture painted on a japanned waiter, however smooth and pretty, is not a good picture simply because it smooth and pretty. "Wo should try to cultivate our taute and then express it; but the- value of family pictures in great de- gree should consint in the fact that they do sincerely represent our own tastes ami not those of others. It is desirable that these should be cultivated tastes, but quite as much so that they be real and genuine. A respectable engraving that truly in felt by the family as an artistic pleasure is a better thing for thorn than a much higher that they do not un derr.tand or care for." This is sound doctrina, but deliciour.lv iconoclastic; the which has sneered at almost all our bant mnu, will give its sentlietic an extra curl whui it reads this passage. Following out this thought, Mrs. Stowe commends all self-selected col- lections, whether they bo those of a con- noisseur with only classical on hw walls, or those of some pains-tak ing business man and hia plain, ex- celUiit houskeoping wif'o, to whom, "nnd it in neither sorrow nor hhame "a genuine picture of a smiling baby, agood dog, a fine horse, a buucl of iiowera, are worth the whole Vati- can." There is ft world of sound art criti- oistn well as common soim> and genial foaling in this pimsagw. with which we shall clone out extracts: "Can there be but one sort of tiling in this world? and is not a tuft of mosn, in its way, us good as an oak tree? is it any sm not Co have been to Kome and lived, ornuy merit to have done Ii your neighbor is uteeped to the lips in and so classical that his chairs have ivgcn of good authority foi his p.itterus; let us not despise him therefore, and let htm not snub and predominate over his weaker brother, who has got only MO far as a sincere ad- miration tor the pretty things the Lord makes, when genuinely represented. 'Hast thou faith? Have it to thyself.' Applaud anci glorify thy own collection with a fall herrL, but be guntlo to thy next'door neighbor who eatcth only herbs. "There are certain humble walks 01 art iu which excelence consists simpl in a faithful and truthful representation of nature, in which the excellence is ot a kind of which common people can be- come good judges. It takes very little artwtlt; skill ornetiHO to judge whethii a stalk of blue gentian faithfully paiuted, or the eoppy of a bunch 01 apple in true to the model o its great original. A host of such Hiinple, inexpensive ornaments an. given by I'rang in his chromo-lithog raphy. A branch of appla blossoms, H a blue gentian, HO represented to excel aval-age painting, forms a charm- ing domestic otirauient, unpretending, unambitious, and always beautiful. Never do our hearts cease to thrill when the-tune of year comes round for their fair originals to smile on UK, and nuver can wu'lo-ie tho sense of beauty in thsir imitations. "It isono of signs of the millenni- um tluvt real good art, correct and pure us ur it is being made tho In- heritance of the million, ar-. it if now being done by the cliromo-lithojjuiph and we have litfclo sympathy with the flcornful stylo in which some self-im- porUut art critics havo condemned nr ridiculed eil'orts that are bringing buauty and ploa-sure to so many thxHwand homos that otherwise poverty woud keep bare." Bravo, Mrs. Harriet Bowher Stowe! But what will Don Positive of tho New York Tribuno nay to you Wo wait in and trembling for his uoxt onslaught. t-hiu drapad j of ]jjs I Imioc-vnl "Truth is Stranger than Fiction The following incident vrnH relnlod to me by a mini discharged from the prison thin year verifying the snying that "truth is stranger than fiction Some yean? sgo a gentleman, his wife and only child, a boy then live or years old, visited tliu institution. They were shown through the work- shops nnd prisons by an ofliccr, who pointed out the different objects of in- .erest as they passed along. The gentle- man was inquiring about ft man who ,iad recently been sent to the prison for life for murder. "By the way, this is his said the officer, stopping be- fore one of the cells, the door of which stood open. The little boy, with ft child's curiosity, stepped up and looked in his father came up behind, and playfully pushed him and closed the door. The little fellow shrieked to be let out; tho door WSB immediately opened, and he run sobbing into his mother's arms, and she, brushing the light hair back from his forehead, aud kissing him, said soothingly, no; they shan't shut up my little son in prison." The boy was terribly frigh- tened he turned hia eyes once more lo- wards the dreaded cell, and for the first time noticed on the door, in large yellow letters, the "No. Tho incident made a deep impression upon hid mind. Time passed on he grew to manhood his father and mother were both dead, and he left alone. He became a Bailor, and a good one, rising step by fctep, till he was second in command of one of the California steamers nailing from New York. But, alas! in consequence of that vice which has drugged down so many, even from high positions, ho lost his position, came back to Boston, sank lower aud lower, nnd was finally ar- rested for breaking into n store, and sen- tenced to the State Prison for four years. When received at the prison he was taken to the bath room (the usual cus- bathed, shaved, hair cut, clothed in the prison dress, and then conducted to the room he wan to occupy. Judge of the horror anu consternation of this youug man, when ho found himself standing before, and the oflicor anlopk- the dojr of the name cell, "No. iimcw; the word Itpvereiid but 'once in the Bible, namely !'th verse. The first record of a burial in a C'lfSn -wan Gencfeis, 5tU chapter and iNlh. vorse. The 1'Jth chap- ter of tire 2d book of Kings, and of Isaiah, are alike. Tire vtfde of tho 7th. chapter of contains the- alpha- bet, I aud .T being as one and the same. The book of Esther has IU chapters, and neither Lord nor God is to be found therein. The 8th, 15th, 21st aud Sliib vcrsew of the 107th IValtrt are alike; each verse of the 136th I'salm end There are no words or names in the, Bi- ble of more than six syllables. Thetwo finest in the Bible to read, ara the 2A chapter of Job tho iMth of Acts. The Apocryptmftioti; pired) 1S3 chapters. vorpCM, and wordf. The New Testament contain hooks, 260 chapters, v. rsw. wordi, letters. Th" mid Ho I'M- of tliu New Testr- vr.i i--, th-: iOpiht.'e of Thesfcilonicns; the inidlo cb-iptcr i> be- tween the ami 1-Uti of .Romans.-- The middle verse in Act-? 17th chapter and r-'th verge. The longest book of tho New Testament is Matthew, having 2S chapters; .shortest book ad Epistle of John, having onechapter; longest chap- ter Luke the 1st, having SO ver.ses; short- est, 1st Kpistle of John, ton. veives. The word "and" occurs in tho New Testament Nowhero except in the 1st chapter of :M Timothy, k the name of Grandmother mentioned in the Bible. The entire Bible contains 00 books, chapters, verses, words and letters. The middle chapter or division of the Bible, is the 117th Psalm; the middle verso iu the Bible is Psalm HSlh, verse 13 the middle line if, 2d Chronicles, 4tJi chapter and Itith verse. The first di- vision of the Divine oracles into chap- tors and verses, is attributed to Stephen Langdon, Archbishop of Canterbury, in the reign of King John, in- tho Latter pin the twelfth eentuiy, or begin- ning of the thirteenth. Cimiiiwl Hugo in tho middle of the l.'Hh century, di- vided the Old Testatiwnt into x.s thev now stand in our present trans me uuji wi LUC into which he, when a child, had been I Intlon. In 1M1, Aihlas, a Jew or Am- thrtiht for :i moment by his father. In telling the htory he said uo one could imagine his feelings, when he found himself nil inmalu of tliMt coll; every incident and scoue from hih childhood rushed upon his mind; the exclamation of his rnothor, "No, ro; they shan't shut up my liitloson in rang in his ears ho threw himself upon tho .stool, and wept like a child. Gradually ho became more calm, and began to re- alize his situation. Kcflection brought with it better thoughts and brighter instinctively he sank upon his Knees, and, in .silenue, breathed u fer- vent prayor to God for htrciifrth lo fws- tain him in his afliictioi It is n oonfcolation to feol that neither bolts, bars, nor stone walls can prevent a sup- plication from reach ing His ear. though uttered in a whisper, and coming from a Btnte Ti'lsou convict. Ho rose from liii) knees with new life and brighter find with a. determination to re- deem his lost character. He sorvud out his sentence, nnd on his dihcharjre, tlie assistance of the lute Governor An- drew, who had become greatly interested in him, I obtained u Mlusliou on board of onpof our frijjftteu, then nbout to wiiil from this port. A few gassed, nnd ono day a gentleman was shown into my ofi'icn, who wished to see me. As I when he entered, 1 was warmly by one whoso countenance I did uot recollect as cvor having seen before, but who WHB a line specimen of manly beauty. The mention of his name wns was G.; and I hud Ihe sat- isfaction of hearing from his own lips how ho had risen, step by step till he hud obtained a position far above any ho had aspired to in early life, and, above all, to learn that his lesolution in regard to Btiong drink had been faithfully kept. To the use of I hut alone hu o-vcd fall. It pleasing to know that by refraining from it he had prospered BO Pictures from Prison Life, by Lea d- Shcpard. stcsd.tm, divided the sections of into verses, as we now have them. Ro'u- ert Stephens, a French printer, had. pre- viously divided the New TeEtn- tni-nt in to Terscs as they now are. A Bible in the Univerbity of Gottingea is written on palm Eugii Millers Appearance. Oilflllan, in one of hirf review we believe, gives this sketch of th.9 great geologist: have JtHt spoken of Hugh Miller's genius, nor are we disposed to recall the expron.-irn Uil certainly he lew. like a of genius than any of that cltms we ever encountered. His faco was "as dry na tho remainder biscuit after n. his eye arid brow be- n dull determination, lip stern but somewhat cluggi-ib pugnacity, the expression of the whole was rather soar I han strong-; and had you not known it was the author of "My Schools and you would have deemed the man himself a middle-aged sehool- maiiter, n Scottish country dominie, who had -spent too many of his days in lash- iug lonriiing into boobies, and indusuy into truants, and had got a kcrottb iu the process. Kugfed thero was on the brow, which seemed., howi-ver, rather dropping under a bur- den, than radiant with hope and con- sciotii nmstery. And when he opens 1 his lips to lecture, the impression waa not mended. As Hn'l said of Foster, "Hit- fire within, to soon as thfv roach his lips, gut frozen, and drop down at his feet." His manner was Miff, hi manipulations on the d he used for his diatrnuns were ;'i h-.nt degree awkwrrd and helpless, ai.'i utterance destitute of emplmvs orgy. real powt-r -vii Ivo- mon sense. Kf-ttilrwl by MI iton minuiion. by indi by !'ti miount of fancy which him to color hi.s stylo with faint luir clirthle and heautii'ul hues. His fityh-, which has been often and justly pniiaod4 was the result of painstaking, pcrwevcr- ing, and eerfuuly moat praiseworthy He used word.-i as he had in early days ui-ed stones, with oa.roft-.fi Mchvtion, nnd with a severe architec-tu- nil purpose. lie was ttrong by tuiturr, and strong writing to him was oany; but 'ie nimffd besidc.s at nimplicity titict even at ijrace, and with very considera- why don't your mother sww up your U-outsersV" nh.i.H tor Uw bralUeu. Curiositiea of the Bible. Tho following curious calculations ascertained by an Kitglish goit- tlnman residing at Amsterdam, A. D. 17712; nlfio, by another who made a similnr calculation, A. 171s and they aro to havu taken each gentleman nearly three years in tho in- vestigation j ble Mieccsps. To sut Uko Aduison'a The Old 3'J books, or H purity like (loldsrnilh'B, he never attained; tho ell'ort lo be-easy was obvious to permit of thia; 'but ftw uiod- writota. particularly hia oarly diBadvis.u'ages, wrlto KM I clftttsleal, an well an firm asid feivu stjle. I'D clean n'i t1, havn reai'y -j j ini-lk in o-.ia B ueer, Iu another, and a clean 9129 chajiters, vorsf s, oL1..'. i'j'J and letters. midd'u of the TcaUmcnL is I'mvurbs; tho middle chapter is- the of Job the middle vorao is the nucoud of Cbroiu- 20th betwoon the 17t1i and IMth vornen. Tho longest book uf ihi. Old, is Isaiah, having UJ chapters; tbo wlKjrlerit book, Obadiah, having-1 Jor; the longect chapter, having 17G verses; shortest chapter, 1'salma, 117, having 3 verses; lotigct.t vorre, Esther, 8th chapter aud 9th vense, I JiMving 00 wordw 427 lettere ihorl- c.-it verse, 1st Chron. 55th ven.e, h.iving 3.word-, and 12 let tors. The word "tin i o-'XMirs in tho Old Tetita-ntint times; llw word Or o-votii-s tUrtxj or tour timed. Tbeu ta1 0 piece of flannel, dip it ia the uriit-g tliewiap, ar.d rubbing thu r'" nwurri'- iira.x the iingtf the left until the n vh'.i Iryjks o! a I- diyk nivi 'hy. nuvi d.. will become RJ'.d RCHiVUcoir
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Those looking to find out more about their forefathers can empower their genealogy search with Newspaper Archive. Within our massive database, users can search ancestors' names for news stories and obituaries. We must understand our past to understand our future!
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"It is amazing how easy and exciting it is to access all of this information! I found hundreds of articles about my relatives from Germany! Well worth the subscription!" - Michael S.
"I love this site. It's interesting to read articles about different family members. I've found articles as well as an obituary about an uncle who passed away before I was born, and another about a great aunt. It's great for helping with genealogy." - Patricia T.
"A great research tool. Allows me to view events and gives me incredible insight into the stories of the past." - Charles S.