Blessed be the LORD my strength, which teacheth my hands to war, and my fingers to fight…

Psalms 144:1 - (A Psalm of David.)

 
Charles Brother

Charles Brother

 
The rain poured down all the time so we had a very pleasant time of it. When we arrived there we were told to make ourselves comfortable as possible for the night, so picking out a soft board on the floor I laid down in my wet clothes and was soon asleep.”
— Charles Brother, New York Draft Riots, 13 July 1863

Christine Friesel

Henry was always highly spirited, boys are built that way, sprinting, jumping, ducking, despite Mary screaming, “She’s still in her crib! She’s still in her crib! She’s still in her crib!”
— Christine Friesel, The Orphan Girls of Bath A Novel

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