Iron County Historical Society Newsletter

Winter 2015
Mailing Address
P.O. Box 183
Ironton, MO 63650

Iron County Historical Society

E-Mail: ironcohissoc@hotmail.com

Founded 1974

Museum Address
Whistle Junction Train Depot
Highway 21, Arcadia, MO

Website: www.rootsweb.com/~moichs
Telephone: (573) 546-3513

Next Meeting: 2 p.m., Sunday, January 18th

First Presbyterian Church, Corner of Knob & Reynolds, Ironton
~ Program ~
The USS Iron County by Scott Killen
~Refreshments by ~
John Abney

Museum Directors Report

Presidents Message
John Abney

Wilma Cofer

A belated Happy New Year to all! I hope you can join

us on the 18th for our first quarterly meeting of 2015 (I
have to get used to writing that) as Scott Killen presents
his program on the USS Iron County.

New Accessions:

I hope you will take the time to read our Newsletter

Editors (Carolyn Sheehy) message on page 4 and will
consider submitting an article for one of our future
newsletters. Similarly, I also hope that you will take
time to read and think about the article Ive written on
page 2. While I believe 2014 was a successful year for
the historical society on many fronts, I still believe we
can do more.

Donations / Memorials Received: Donations in

We have received several new

accessions this quarter from Jean Turner Cross, Colleen
Jarvis, First State Bank, Carol Kelsheimer, Boulder
Books, Sam Palmer, Judy Schaaf-Wheeler, Margo
Crowell, and Carolyn Elwess.
the
amount of $488.99 have been received for the months of
August, September and October. Thanks for your help!
352 from 14 states + MO & 4 countries;
Sept. 244 from 15 states + MO & 3 countries;
Oct. 333 from 16 states + MO & 3 countries;
Nov. 84 from 7 states + MO and 0 countries.
Visitors: Aug.

Membership Chairmans Report

I was saddened to hear about the passing of Dorothy

Jean (Hardy) Allmon and would like to pass along my
condolences to all of her friends and family. I enjoyed
corresponding with her when I wrote a recent article
about her parents (Hurschel and Reca Hardy) and their
donation of their negative collection to the historical
society.

Wilma Cofer
We gained 7 members since last quarter and lost 1
(Dorothy Jean (Hardy) Allmon to death. We currently
Visitors:
have 115 members and six exchange members.
New member(s):

Vivian German, Des Arc, MO; Pam Leach, Ironton,

MO; Lily A. Price, Ironton, MO; Cynthia Dyball,
Whittier, CA; Zack Collins, Salem, MO; Patti Dettmer
Mar, St. Robert, MO; Janis Dettmer Crocker;
Farmington, MO; Thomas Buchanan, Wichita, KS; Dr.
Walter Kempe, Tulsa, OK; and Jon Bergenthal, St.
Louis, MO.

Finally, I would also like to take this opportunity to

welcome all of our new members. For those that I
havent already met, I look forward to meeting you in
person in the future.
.

Looking Back, Looking Forward

By John Abney
No matter what standard you choose to apply, 2014
was a successful year for the Iron County Historical
Society. Our membership has grown from 90 at this
time last year to 115 now. We participated in a
number of events including the Spring Mountain
Music
Festival,
the
150th
Anniversary
Commemoration of the Battle of Pilot Knob, and
we recently sponsored what may become an annual
event for the society, a trivia contest and silent
auction. Financially, while we arent set by any
stretch of the imagination, the wolf wont be at our
door anytime soon. The number of followers on our
Facebook page has grown to over 500 and we
continue to try to think of other ways to attract new
members. Of course, none of this would be
possible without you, our members. So, before I
begin to ask more from you, I want to sincerely
thank each and every one of our members for your
continued support of your Iron County Historical
Society! Most recently, we received a grant from
the Edgar Foundation that will allow us to buy a
new computer, software and a new scanner. As
always, we thank the Edgar Foundation for their
commitment to help us accomplish our mission of
preserving and sharing the rich history of Iron
County.
Unfortunately, we cant just sit back and coast
along. Let me be clear, its not all about money, but
money gives us freedom. We are very fortunate to
have the Arcadia Valley Chamber of Commerce /
Our Town Tomorrow as our landlord at the Whistle
Junction Visitors Center. The generous terms of
our lease with them allow us to operate our
museum, but if we had to move tomorrow, next
month or at the end of our lease, I know that we
would not have the financial resources to make such
a move possible. Personally, I would like our
historical society to have that kind of freedom
should an opportunity present itself. In the past,
weve been very fortunate to be remembered in the
estates of our members. I would ask that if you
truly care about preserving our countys history,
that you consider adding a bequest to the historical
society in your will. And, as always, cash donations
or secure donations through the PayPal button on
our website are welcome.
2

That said, I actually want more from you than just

your money. Money keeps the doors open, but we
need to do so much more. First, for those of you
that live within an hour of Ironton, I would ask that
you commit one afternoon of your time, four times
a year to attend our quarterly meetings normally
held at 2 p.m. on the third Sunday of January, April,
July, and October. Ive been told by more than one
of our charter members that we used to have more
than 100 people at these meetings. Now, I consider
us fortunate when we have more than 10 people
there. Not only would I encourage you to come, but
it would also be great if you brought a visitor or two
with you. Ive been reluctant to ask our Program
Director to look for outside speakers as, frankly, I
would be embarrassed by our low turn-out. If there
are things we need to do to make attending these
meetings more appealing, then I would ask you to
speak up and make your voice heard.
As to making your voice heard, I believe the
Societys leadership and membership made a
mistake a few years ago when we modified our bylaws to allow our officers to serve more than two
consecutive terms in the same position. At the time,
the move was made because no one else seemed to
be interested in the positions. This change made it
too easy to continue along with the status quo and
thats exactly what has happened. Let me be clear, I
appreciate all the hard work of each and every one
of our officers, directors, and board members.
Without their dedication and hard work, there
would not be an Iron County Historical Society.
That said, we want and need new ideas. Im not
asking that you dive into the deep end of the pool
(unless you want to) and take on one of the officer
positions. I am asking that you consider getting
your feet wet by volunteering to serve a three year
term as a member of the Societys Board of
Directors. Contact any officer or board member if
you are interested.
When all is said and done, I truly believe that our
historical society will survive and prosper. Ive
never been turned down by any of our members
when I have appealed to them directly for their help.
For now, I just want to thank each and every one of
you for your continued support and to tell you how
much I look forward to working with you in the
future.

Doctor Farr married his first wife, Miss Melissa Chilton,

on 1 October 1876 and five children would be born to
this marriage.4 After the death of his first wife in

From the
Collection
b

1888, he devoted himself to his children and waited

some 8 years before remarrying to Miss Minnie
Myers.5

By John
Abney

Items Related to Dr. Napoleon A. Farr

Among the Societys newest accessions are items related
to the medical career of Dr. Napoleon Farr (1851
1927).
Donated by his great-granddaughter, Lina
Meinhardt, these items include the doctors medical bag,
his medical instruments, splints, and some family
photographs.

Medical bag and

instruments
belonging to Dr.
Napoleon A. Farr
(1851-1927)

Napoleon A. Farr, the son of Madison C. Farr and

Elender [Cravens] Farr was born in Madison County,
Missouri on 8 December 1851 and obtained his early
education in a private school in Madison County as well
as the high school in Wayne County.1 He received his
training as a physician at the University of Michigan and
practiced in Perry, Reynolds, and Wayne counties before
moving to Des Arc.2
In all, his medical practice
3
spanned 54 years.

Linda Meinhardt, Farr Family History Information, Iron

County Historical Society Family History Files, file 371.2 and
Obituary [Napoleon Farr], Iron County Historical Society
Family History Files, file 371.2.
2
John L. Sullivan (compiler), Official Manual of the State of

Two pictures of Dr. Farr, the image on the left is from the
collection of Lina Meinhardt, the image on the right is the
doctors photograph included in the Official Manual of the
State of Missouri 1917 - 1918

Besides being a physician, Farr was the president of

the Bank of Des Arc, a farmer and stock raiser, and
served one term as a representative in the Missouri
State Legislature from 1917 1918.6 While in the

Farrs office, home, store, and post office located in

Des Arc. Photo from the collection of the Iron County
Historical Society.
Missouri for the Years 1917 1918 (1918), 57; digital images,
Missouri Digital Heritage
(http://cdm16795.contentdm.oclc.org/cdm/ref/collection/blueb
ook/id/10828 : accessed 22 November 2014).
3
Obituary.
4
Ibid.
5
Sullivan.
6
Ibid.

Missouri Legislature, he served on the Committees

on Eleemosynary Institutions, Public Health, and
Scientific Institutions.7
Newspaper accounts
published in the Iron County Register during the
Spanish Influenza Pandemic of 1918 1919 made
frequent mention of the heroic efforts of Dr. Farr in
treating influenza victims throughout southern Iron
County.
Dr. Farr died in Des Arc on 26 September 1927 and
was buried in the nearby Mountain View Cemetery.
Quoting from his obituary, He was the
embodiment of sterling characteristics and those
noble qualities that enabled our pioneer fathers to
meet and conquer the barriers that tended to impede
the progress of a growing nation. It was men such
as he that defended our laws against intruders and
that have preserved for us the government of which
we, today, are proud.8 Among others, he was
survived by his second wife and three of his five
children and his obituary concludes by stating, In
his departure he leaves more than one vacancy all of
which can never be filled. 9

From the Newsletter

Editor
By Carolyn Sheehy

The New Year 2015 has arrived and with it comes a

clean slate upon which to write history and what
will be recorded!! May God richly bless each of
you during this New Year!
My thoughts drifted back to what was happening in
1915. Here are just some of the things I found:
Woodrow Wilson was US President and Elliott
Woolfolk Major was Missouris Governor.
World War I was taking place in Europe. Jan. 12:
U S House of Representatives rejected a proposal to
give women the right to vote. May 6: Babe Ruth
hit his first career home run. Aug: Galveston and
New Orleans hit by hurricane. Dec.10: The 1
millionth Ford car rolls off the assembly line at the
plant in Detroit. The first stop sign appeared in
Detroit. Frank Sinatra was born.
Today, when I reflect upon 2014, I find that I am
very appreciative of many things. First, I would
like to recognize John Abney for all of the many
ways he contributes to compile and publish the
Newsletter. His work and dedication are top notch
and he is the one who keeps the Newsletters coming
forth. He has also started and updates a Facebook
page for Iron County Historical Society. Secondly,
I would like to thank those guest writers that
submitted articles this year. They have been well
read and received thus adding variety of topics and
good reading to the newsletters. Lastly, I would
like to thank you the members who continue to
support Iron County Historical Society in so many
ways. Your positive comments have not only been
greatly appreciated but gives encouragement to us.
Therefore during 2015, I would invite you to submit
articles and pictures regarding Iron County history,
whether it be about family/business histories, events
that happened, or interesting recollections. The
more concise the articles are, the better it makes it
easier to fit into the spacing limitations.

Dr. Farr with his granddaughter,

Alice Fitz in 1921. Photo courtesy
of Alice (Fitz) Tierneys daughter
Lina (Tierney) Meinhardt.
7

Ibid.
Obituary [Napoleon Farr].
9
Obituary [Napoleon Farr].
8

Old Times: A Trip from Connecticut to Missouri

in 183810 Written By Theodore Pease Russell
Transcribed by John Abney
Transcribers Note: From 1884 until his death in 1899,
Theodore Pease Russell (1820 1899) recorded his
memories in a recurring column published in the Iron
County Register under the title of Old Times. The entire
collection was transcribed, edited and republished in
1988 by James F. Keefe and Lynn Morrow in a book
entitled A Connecticut Yankee in the Frontier Ozarks:
The Writings of Theodore Pease Russell. Though out of
print, the book may still be available through interlibrary loan. The work transcribed here, from the
original newspaper editions, was originally published in
the spring of 1886.

Theodore
Pease Russell
(1820 1899)
From the
Russell family
photograph
album Iron
County
Historical
Society

Part 1 of 3
On Monday morning, April 23, 1838, my father and all
his family said good-bye to the dear friends, relatives,
and the dear old New England home, and started on that
long journey to the setting sun [Theodores parents were
Colonel Cyrus Russell and Rebecca Pease Russell, see
page 7 for more information on the Russell family as
well as pictures of Theodores parents and Theodore.]
How distant and how little was known of that land
beyond the Mississippi at that time! It was looked upon
as beyond the reach of civilization, the unknown land.
10

Russell, Theodore P. Old Times: A Trip from Connecticut to

Missouri in 1838, Iron County register. (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.),
29 April 1886. Digital image, Library of Congress: Chronicling
America: Historic American Newspapers
(http://chroniclingamerica.loc.gov/lccn/sn84024283/1886-04-29/ed1/seq-5 : accessed 4 October 2014), p. 5 col. D.

Well do I remember, at the meeting the night before,

what a sorrowful time it was, a sort of farewell meeting.
I remember the house was full of townspeople, and a
good many talked and wept for the separation that was to
take place; and now after all these years I look back at
that Sabbath and that Sabbath evening meeting with
pleasure; for how little we knew of the far west, and
what vast changes have taken place in that great west in
the years since that time.
Now let us go back and see what sort of home I, or we,
were leaving. Our farm consisted of two hundred and ten
acres of land; part on the lower lands and part on the side
of the mountain. Our house, which was one of the old
English style houses: square, two stories high, with two
large square rooms above and below. In the front a very
large sitting-room, bedroom and pantry, with fire-places
in each room above and below, with a great brick oven
in the side of the fire-place in the living room. What
enormous quantities of brick it took to build those
chimneys and what an amount of room they occupied:
and such timbers in the construction of the houses! I
remember in that old garret were cross-beams larger than
they put in for sills of the largest houses now. Those
houses were made to last forever. All the rooms were
ceiled with nice panels and mouldings. The front
entrance was large enough for a room, with wide halls
and stairs.
The barns, to hold all the stock, made three sides of the
yard, with stable room for four pair of horses, fifty or
sixty head of cattle, two or three hundred sheep, and
other stock.
And the dairy house, with a lead
pipe to carry the water to the house and yard and dairy
house. We did not have to carry water in buckets. There
was a good stream of cold spring water always running
right into the sink in the kitchen. That was
the kind of home we left.
As there were no railroads running farther west than
from New York to Chambersburg, Pa., all movers had to
take their own teams. We had sent our furniture and
farm tools by ship to New Orleans to be shipped by boat
up the Mississippi; so we took our trunks in our wagons.
We had one wagon made expressly for the family, with
springs, cushioned seats, and would hold six large
persons, or eight or more, mixed crowd. Our baggage
wagon carried all the trunks and a commissary chest, and

a bed on top of the trunks. Each wagon had a good cover

and had a pair of gray horses hitched to it.

Colonel Cyrus Russell (1795-1860) and his wife Rebecca

Pease Russell (1798 1870) From the Russell family
photograph album Iron County Historical Society

After all the goodbyes were said, we started for Hartford

where we dined with a cousin. Among the many good
things for dinner, was a clam stew, for our cousin said,
"You will see no clams in the west." After dinner we,
with the horses and wagons, went aboard the steamer,
Chief Justice Marshall, for New York. You who have
never seen an ocean steamer must not compare them
with the western steamers. The eastern steamers are
made to sail in deep water: they have deep hulls; their
cabins are down below; when in your berth, if it is on the
side of the vessel, you can hear the water rush past
within a few inches of your ear; you feel that there is but
a plank between you and the water. And what beautiful
towns and cities we passed! And every now and then we
would meet ships under full canvass ploughing through
the water. There is something very fascinating, to me, to
see a ship or steamboat ploughing its way through the
water like a thing of life. Every mile or two we would
see men in boats dropping out those great long seines to
catch fish; and some would be drawing them in. One end
is made fast to a big post in the ground. After the men
have made the circle around with the net and reached the
shore again, the end of the net is made fast to a capstan,
to which a horse is hitched, and as he goes round the net
is brought in -- sometimes with large quantities of fish of
all sorts and sizes, and sometimes none. And so the
scene changes, like a panorama, until darkness sends you
down to the cabin. After supper, the evening is spent in
reading, games, (not cards), etc., until bed time. Your
bed is a hammock against the side of the ship, and you
feel every now and then as if your bed was trying to get

out from under you. At daylight the next morning we

were in sight of New York, and as we sailed along we
passed great ships from all parts of the world, going and
coining. As I looked at the ships along the wharf I could
think of nothing but a forest of old dead trees -- the
masts with the yard arms and ropes; it seemed wonderful
to a boy from the quiet New England hills.
When our boat made her slip, we hitched up our teams,
drove through the city to Jersey City, and put up at a
hotel, had our horses fed and our own breakfasts. As I
sat, or stood, I could not keep my eyes from off the
ocean and the ships. There is a always a peculiar feeling
comes over me at the sight of a ship, boat, or even a
canoe, that nothing else on earth gives me. After we
were all refreshed, and our teams hitched up and bills
settled, we set our faces "westward ho."
The road from New York to Philadelphia and Pittsburgh
is, or was, the best in the United States at that time -- the
national macadamized roads. I thought about every mile,
there was a great heavy gate across the road for which
we paid a fee to go through, and all along the road were
great water troughs where they watered the teams that
were passing and re-passing. And such teams! From
four to six great horses to a wagon, some of them of
enormous size. The wagon would take a carload at a
time: such numbers of them there were that you were
never out or sight of them; they looked like great white
ships.
All along the sides of the road were little houses and big
houses, with the sign out by the door, Pret and Peer,
and before those houses we would, see, if at midday,
teams standing and the drivers refreshing themselves
with a glass of beer and bread with bologna or cheese. I
often made the attempt to keep account of the number of
teams we passed in a day, but would never get far before
losing my count and have to give it up in despair.
History was a favorite study of mine, so all the points
that had been made famous during the early wars were
looked after, such as Trenton, New Jersey, Washingtons
crossing the Delaware, -- all were looked at with great
interest. There are, on the road from Philadelphia to
Pittsburgh, some as handsome farms and beautiful
scenery as I ever saw, and such beautiful towns! One
thing that seemed very odd to me was, many of the

houses were quite small, lathed and plastered on the

outside, and blocked off like blocks of marble. They
looked very neat and tidy until you saw under the plaster
it was a log house. And on the opposite side of the road
or yard would be a great brick barn, the roof covered
with thatch (straw.) It seemed so singular to me that so
much more pains should be taken with the barns than the
houses. And these towns: some were so very handsome,
with such nice yards and gardens filled with the choicest
flowers, and large shade trees all along the road. I never
saw such large cherry trees in full bloom; at my old
home I saw the largest pear trees I ever saw in any
country, but no such cherry trees as these: and so each
hour we saw something new.
At noon we fed our horses at one of the wayside troughs,
with a good feed of oats, which we bought at the house,
and ate our lunch from the commissary chest, which was
well filled before we left home with boiled ham, roast
turkey, baked chicken, butter, cheese, pickles, preserves,
bread, cookies, gingerbread, etc., etc.; so we did not stop
for regular dinner. When night came on, we put up at
the best hotel the place afforded: our teams were cared
for, and the family assigned a large parlor for our own
for the time we stayed. At supper we were seated by
ourselves, with everything that was good placed before
us, and excellent waiters. Most of the large houses at that
time had one large table extending down the dining hall,
but we were always seated at one end. After supper, we
spent the evening reading, writing, or walking the street
viewing the town, until at nine o'clock we all gathered in
a family circle, a psalm was read and a prayer, just as if
at our own home; for it was our home for the night.
Then we were given sleeping-rooms where sleep
refreshed us for the duties of another day.
I must not forget one important factor, or two of them,
rather -- the two bull-dogs. They were our guards. In all
the trip on land we did not remove our trunks from the
wagons. Those dogs would have guarded those trunks
from all the tramps in the country; we felt no fear for
them. All the way those two dogs watched over
everything; one of the family could not get out of the
wagon, as they frequently did to rest themselves and
loiter along behind, without one of the dogs keeping at
their side; and at night the wagons were shut in the
wagon-yard and a dog in each wagon. In the morning,
before breakfast was ready, we boys would go to the

stable to see that our horses had been well cared for, and
then take a stroll through the town to see the sights and
get some fresh meat for the dogs' breakfast. After we had
partaken of our breakfast, and had prayers in our room,
our teams were brought to the door and the bills paid.
The host would help us in, and, with a "good-bye, come
again," we were off for another day's journey.

Roadside Inn along the National Road - Courtesy of the

Library of Congress

I cannot recall each town where we tarried for the night,

just as they came, after all this lapse of time almost half
a century but I think of some such as Bristol on the
Delaware,
near
where
Washington
crossed
amid the fields of ice; Columbia on the Susquehanna;
Gettysburg, the place where one of the greatest battles
that was ever fought on American soil occurred. It is a
beautiful place, and I should love to go over the place
once more and see the changes that have taken place
since
the
night
we
stopped
there.
There is some charming scenery along that part of the
country. The weather, from the time we started, had
been very fine and spring-like, with fruit trees and wild
flowers in full bloom, until the Friday of the second
week. It then set in a cold rain about eleven o'clock, and
rained
till
Sunday
in
the
night.
We were within a few miles of Bedford, on the Juniata
River. The famous mineral springs were at this place.
When we reached Bedford we put up at a large stone
hotel, a splendid building, with one of the finest
landlords I ever met, Here we made our home till
Monday noon. This was our second Sabbath out.
To be continued

Colonel Cyrus Russell, Rebecca Pease Russell, and Children

Taken from Russell Family History Files in the Possession of the Iron County Historical Society

Transcribers Note:
Cyrus Russell
(1795 1860)

Rebecca Pease
(1798 1870)

Henry P. Russell
(1817 1878)

Cyrus S. Russell, Jr.

(1819 1860)

Theodore P. Russell
(1820 - 1899)

John F. Russell
(1822 1824)

Giles Russell
(1823 1894)

William Russell
(1825 1909)

Maria R. Russell
(1826 1907)

Flora A. Russell
(1829 1891)

Frances H. Russell
(1831 1911)

Cyrus Russell
(1833 1911)

Cyrus Russell first visited Missouri in 1837. Two of his

brothers-in-law were already in Missouri. One of these,
Henry Pease was a director of the Missouri Mining
Company, the owner of mining properties in what would
become Iron Mountain and Pilot Knob. Cyrus envisioned
the growth that mining could bring to the area and made the
decision to move his family west.
As chronicled by Cyrus son, Theodore Pease Russell, the
familys trip to Missouri would cover some 1,300 miles and
would take 26 days to complete. They would travel across
land, by steamer, and by steamboat. Imagine if you will
what they would have seen along the way. New York City,
Philadelphia, Pittsburg, Cincinnati, and Louisville were just
some of the cities the family passed through on their way to
what was then the west.
Its also worth remembering that when the Russell family
started for Missouri in April 1838, their nine surviving
children ranged in age from 5 to 20 (Henry would not turn
21 until that October). Four of the nine children were under
10 years of age. Theodore P. Russell, the author of the
preceding article, was 17 at the time the trip started and
would turn 18 on October 5th, after the arrival of the family
in what would one day become Iron County.
Sources: Robert A. Pollock, The Descendants of Col. Cyrus Russell
and Rebecca Pease Russell, Iron County Historical Society Family
History Files, file 51A and C.S. Russell, Address to Russell Family
Reunion in 1938, Iron County Historical Society Family History Files,
file 51A.

IRON COUNTY HISTORICAL SOCIETY PUBLICATIONS

P. O. Box 183, Ironton, MO 63650

(order from above address)
Title / Author
A Celebration Worth Remembering Cookbook (Reprint of Centennial
Cookbook with additional materials and photographs)
CENTENNIAL: Ironton, Missouri, May 30 June 2, 1957
Dorothy Reese: Ironton/Arcadia Valleys Cheerleader, Historical, Civic
Leader, And Teacher: A Tribute, by Randall Cox
Early History of Arcadia Valley, by C. S. Russell, edited by Robert Pollock
History of the 33rd Regiment Illinois Veteran Volunteer Infantry in the Civil
War
In the Arcadia Valley

Iron County Family, Business, and Organization Stories: A Supplement to

Past and Present
Iron County, Missouri, Year By Year, by Clarence R. Keathley
John Albert Undertaking Business, 1878 1921
My Perfect Life, by Robert Pollock
Past and Present A History of Iron County 1857 1994
Topical/biographical history of Iron County, Missouri
Perpetual Diary of Capt. P. Ake Missouri Volunteer Cavalry, Ironton, MO
(A Civil War Diary covering the year 1865)
Readin, Ritin and Rithmetic, A History of Schools in Iron County, MO.,
1840 1981, by Clarence R. Keathley
Russell Cemetery Association
United States Post Offices in Iron County, Missouri, Then and Now,
by Clarence R. Keathley
W. J. Hinchey Diaries, Portrait of a community during the Civil War, edited
by John and Elizabeth Holloman
White Funeral Home Register, Caledonia, Missouri, 1907 1934
Witnesses to History - Stories from Park View Cemetery, by John Abney

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Soft cover, coil bound.
192 pgs. $15.00 plus $4.00 S&H
Reprint, soft cover, comb bound.
58 pgs. $6.00 plus $2.50 S & H
Soft cover, comb bound. 19 pgs.
$2.00 plus $1.50 S & H
Soft cover, comb bound. 33 pgs.
$5.00 plus $2.50 S & H
Excerpts, 21 pgs. $3.00 plus $1.00
S&H
Reprint from Iron County Register
Supp ;/1800s. 50 pgs $10.00 plus
$2.50 S & H
Soft cover, comb bound, photos,
195 pgs. $20.00 plus $3.50 S & H
Soft cover, comb bound, maps,
photos, Ca 1984. 16 pgs. $3.00
plus $1.50 S & H
Manuscript, indexed, comb bound.
76 pgs. $6.00 plus $2.50 S & H
Indexed. 147 pgs. $10.00 plus
$3.50 S & H
Hard Bound, indexed. 434 pgs.
$49.95 plus $4.50 media rate or
$10 1st class priority S & H
7 pgs. $2.00 plus $1.00 S & H
Soft cover, photos, etc. Ca. 1981.
136 pgs. $8.00 each or 2/$10.00
plus $3.50 S & H
Soft cover, comb bound. 33 pgs.
$5.00 plus $2.00 S & H
Soft cover, photos, maps, Ca. 1984.
17 pgs. $3.00 plus $1.50 S & H
Soft cover, comb bound. 73 pgs.
$10.00 plus $2.50 S & H
Manuscript, comb bound, indexed.
34 pgs. $6.00 plus $2.50 S & H
Comb bound. 101 pgs. $10.00 plus
$3.00 S & H

OTHER HISTORICAL SOCIETY ITEMS FOR SALE

(Same address as above)
$10.00 per deck plus S/ H if mailed
Educational Civil War Playing Cards
$5.00 per deck plus S /H if mailed
Explore Missouri Playing Cards

Your Very Own Time Machine

By John Abney
Well, its not exactly a time machine, but its probably just about as close as you can get until one is
invented. What am I talking about? Im talking about the collection of historical newspapers now
digitized and available on the websites of the State Historical Society of Missouri and the Library of
Congress. Here are the website URLs: http://shs.umsystem.edu/newspaper/mdnp/index.shtml (State
Historical Society of Missouri) and http://chroniclingamerica.loc.gov/ (Chronicling America page at the
Library of Congress). Iron County is represented at both sites with digitized issues of the Iron County
Register. The State Historical Society of Missouri has digitized copies of the Registers editions from
1867 through 1879, while the Chronicling America page of the Library of Congress website has digitized
editions of the Register from 1880 through 1922. Contained on these pages are the stories of triumph and
tragedy, courage and cowardice, and a picture of what life was like at the time of that editions
publication. Of course, there are many other newspapers from Missouri in both collections and the
Library of Congress website has digitized pages of newspapers from around the entire country. I should
warn you though, going to these websites can be addictive. Personally, I go there looking for one thing
and end up spending hours reading about other things. If you have any problems accessing the digitized
newspapers, just send me an email at jabney@hughes.net and I will try and help. Happy hunting!!!

Iron County Historical Society

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