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Funny Bones, 1904 (3)

By: Ardis E. Parshall - July 26, 2014

Yes, siree, a real Funny Bones post — that is, a page of jokes from old Church magazines that hasn’t yet appeared on Keepa.

Our Beautiful Language

A boy who swims may say he’s swum, but milk is skimmed and seldom skum, and nails you trim, they are not trum.

When words you speak, these words are spoken; but a nose is tweaked and can’t be twoken, and what you seek is never soken.

If we forget, then we’ve forgotten; but things we wet are never wotten, and houses let are never lotten.

The goods one sells are always sold; but fears dispelled are not dispold, nor what you smell is never smoled.

When young, a top you oft saw spun; but did you see a grim e’er grun, or a ptato neatly skun?

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The Lantern in the Tower: Chapter 3

By: Ardis E. Parshall - July 25, 2014

The Lantern in the Tower

by Elizabeth Cheatham Walton

Previous chapter

Chapter 3: Traitor!

Andy was going to give her away. He was almost to the can in front of her when a flash of hope lit up Patty’s mind. Perhaps he wouldn’t cry out when he saw her. Perhaps she could whisper the truth to him, and he could hide just inside the lighthouse door, dealing with the men separately as he would have dealt with them had they poked their heads up into the lantern chamber one by one.

“Put that lamp down!”

“What for? What do you want?”

The last was Andy’s voice. The flash of hope died down; the men were in the room.

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Vacation

By: Ardis E. Parshall - July 25, 2014

From the Children’s Friend, June 1960 –

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A Few Minutes with the Jacksonville, Florida, Genealogical Committee, 1939

By: Ardis E. Parshall - July 25, 2014

District Union Meeting for April 23 1939, San Mateo

Grace N. Gleaton presiding & conducting. Class began at 2:55. 25 present.

Martha Geddes 5 min. clearing up misunderstanding about Government Genealogist of England and Church Genealogist. That it was not Church Gen. that received monies for research & gave little or no service, but Government & other certified Genealogists.

A discussion on the April 5th Sunday program by class.

No temple work sheets to be sent in without a note accompanying them stating that they had been reported to branch Genealogy Secretary.

Convention for 1939 discussed with suggestions for branches to prepare to take part, and to get a report on all branch Gen. activities.

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The Lantern in the Tower: Chapter 2

By: Ardis E. Parshall - July 23, 2014

Real life is interfering with the schedule. I’ll post the story this morning, and hope I can add another post at noon when the story normally goes up.

 

The Lantern in the Tower

by Elizabeth Cheatham Walton

Previous chapter

Chapter 2: Shadows on the Wall

Patty started out, far up the beach where the white foam could not possibly touch her shoes. She sank into the sand. Slowly she pulled one foot out and then the other, plodding heavily along close to the great dunes that lined the beach above the high tide mark.

“This will never do,” thought Patty. “I’ll get there tomorrow at this rate.”

Down toward the sea she went, closer and closer to the scallops of foam, but the sand remained soft and dry. As she put each foot forward, the heel sank deep, followed by the instep and the toe.

“What is the matter?’ thought Patty; then she knew.

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The Cynic

By: Ardis E. Parshall - July 22, 2014

The Cynic

By Helen Martin Horne

The mocker of faith resorts
To the laughter of hollow scorn
To intimidate the heart
Of the simple to worship born.
On the Lord’s green earth he walks
In Haughtier brash – unwise,
A cynical scorn on his lips,
And a glimmer like hate in his eyes;

But the simple endures in trust –
Content in the Spirit’s birth;
He walks with a joyous step
On his scrap of the Lord’s green earth.
The scorner he dare not hate
Lest he catch him – trapped in surprise –
The Prodigal’s woe on his lips,
And a longing like pain in his eyes.

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“I Take Up My Pen”: University of Utah, 1919

By: Ardis E. Parshall - July 22, 2014

It counts as Mormon letterhead: there’s Elbert D. Thomas (past missionary, future Senator) again, and look at that Deseret beehive –

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Guest Post: Joan Florence Prangnell Farbus: “Pioneering” Ulster Hostess

By: Coffinberry - July 22, 2014

A post in 2011 featured a 1961 photo of Irish Saints dressed for the westward trek on a parade float that didn’t quite get off the ground. (See “It’s Still Tough Going West”).

Sister Joan Farbus (1926-1996) was one of the sisters in pioneer garb. Her daughter recently shared a story about Joan published in the Millennial Star, April 1966.

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The Lantern in the Tower: Chapter 1 (of 4)

By: Ardis E. Parshall - July 21, 2014

From the Children’s Friend, 1950-51 –

The Lantern in the Tower

by Elizabeth Cheatham Walton

Chapter 1: The Dark Sea

Patty’s eyes opened wide.

“Belle,” she called softly. “Belle.”

There was no pad, pad of the big white setter’s feet, nor any low friendly whimper answering her call. She was wide enough awake now to remember. Belle had gone back to the lighthouse with Andy. It couldn’t have been the dog.

Outside, the waves crashed on the beach with a steady roar. Inside, the windows were pale gray squares and the furniture dark, shadowy blotches, like crouching, shapeless forms poised to spring. but Patty was not afraid of the dark, or of strange noises in the night. She was afraid of only one thing – the sea. She, a fisherman’s daughter, was afraid of the sea! Do what she would to hide it or batter it down, the ugly fear was there. She slid down in her bed and drew the soft checked quilt up around her neck, glad that she was safe inside in the warm, comfortable dark.

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Elizabeth Kane Meets the Madonna Dolorosa

By: Amy Tanner Thiriot - July 21, 2014

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In the early 1870s, Brigham Young invited his ailing friend Thomas L. Kane to spend the winter with him in St. George, Utah Territory. Kane headed west from Pennsylvania with his wife, Elizabeth, and their two young sons. During their trip, Elizabeth wrote a journal and sent regular letters home to her father filled with witty and sometimes biting portraits of the people she met in Utah. These accounts of her trip are available in two books: Twelve Mormon Homes and A Gentile Account of Life in Utah’s Dixie.

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