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Joseph R. Bein, Atlas of the State of Pennsylvania: from original surveys and various local surveys revised and corrected. New York: J. Bien, 1900.
Original held by: Archives and Special Collections
Institution: Dickinson College
Location: Carlisle, PA
Contact us at: archives@dickinson.edu
Not an easy church to find at first, being set back from the road masked by trees and houses, SS Peter & Paul's at Butler's Marston sits in an attractively secluded churchyard with it's golden brown 15th century tower and paler nave and south aisle (under a single sweeping roof). Much of it was rebuilt by the Victorians, but the sturdy three bay transitional Norman south arcade survives within.
There are several Victorian windows within, mostly by Clayton & Bell (except east window by Holland of Warwick). A fine Baroque tablet clings above the nave arcade and the old Georgian reredos of painted Scriptures is now squeezed into the small space of the south aisle. The slender font is the only medieval furnishing left, the rest is Victorian and later work.
The church is normally kept locked and this was my second attempt to get inside. Despite having heard it was open on saturdays this seems no longer the case so I phoned the churchwarden who kindly opened up for me.
This is a bias skirt made using McCall's pattern 2255 and fabric from the Amy Butler Lotus collection.
The plantation was abandoned when the Civil War began. In 1866, Butler's daughter Frances returned with her father to attempt to restore the plantation to its former glory. Unlike her younger sister Sarah who was aligned with her mother, Frances had adopted her father's pro-slavery views and kept a diary like her mother. She published it in 1883, titled Ten Years on a Georgia Plantation (ISBN 1-498-15893-5).[9] It is considered the best account of what it was like for whites who were former plantation owners in Georgia during Reconstruction. In Frances' view, blacks fared better under slavery than freedom. Due to the lack of slave labor, and the postwar depression in the South, plantations were doomed to fail, and the fifth generation of Butlers sold the remains of their lands in 1923.[10]
A description of the plantation from November 1873:
I am monarch of all I survey, which is an island of about 1,600 acres, surrounded by a muddy-looking river, called the romantic-sounding Indian name of the Altamaha. ... Our castle is a neat but not gaudy little frame house, with a piazza in front of it, from which you descend by six steps to a garden, or rather a small grove of orange trees, palmettoes, oleanders, and roses. The first-named are laden with golden fruit, of a quality unsurpassed anywhere in the world, I am bold to say, for size and sweetness. We are hard at work now packing them up for market, and shall have over 100 barrels for sale. The interior of the mansion is in accordance with its modest exterior; a small dining-room, a small drawing-room, a very small office or study, a small hall, a pantry, and two comfortable bedrooms on the ground-floor, and two more comfortable bedrooms over the dining and drawing-rooms. At the rear of the house about twelve yards, is what is called the colony, where are situated the kitchen, servants' sitting-room and bedrooms, the laundry and dairy, and in a corner of the yard is a turkey-house, full of prime Christmas fowl.
Behind the colony is Settlement No. 1, where the coloured people (I believe this is the correct term) reside. It consists of an avenue of orange trees, on each side of which are rows of wooden houses, and at the end of which, facing the avenue, is what was the old hospital, but which is now half of it the church. ... Immediately in front of our garden is the Altamaha river, with the landing-place for the boats, and from which all the water-supply is drawn. On the left of us is the overseer's house, a larger and more imposing edifice, although not so comfortable as ours. On the right are the barns and the threshing mill and engine, which are very nearly finished, and present a magnificent appearance from the river. The old mill, with all the valuable machinery, was burnt down a year ago. The rest of the island consists of rice-fields, of which about 1,000 acres are under cultivation or cultivable, some marsh land covered with thick bamboo and reeds, in which the wild duck do congregate, and some scrubby brushwood; also Settlements Nos. 2 and 3, an old rickety, but very large barn, a ruined mill, a ruined sugar-house.[11]
The plantation was abandoned when the Civil War began. In 1866, Butler's daughter Frances returned with her father to attempt to restore the plantation to its former glory. Unlike her younger sister Sarah who was aligned with her mother, Frances had adopted her father's pro-slavery views and kept a diary like her mother. She published it in 1883, titled Ten Years on a Georgia Plantation (ISBN 1-498-15893-5).[9] It is considered the best account of what it was like for whites who were former plantation owners in Georgia during Reconstruction. In Frances' view, blacks fared better under slavery than freedom. Due to the lack of slave labor, and the postwar depression in the South, plantations were doomed to fail, and the fifth generation of Butlers sold the remains of their lands in 1923.[10]
A description of the plantation from November 1873:
I am monarch of all I survey, which is an island of about 1,600 acres, surrounded by a muddy-looking river, called the romantic-sounding Indian name of the Altamaha. ... Our castle is a neat but not gaudy little frame house, with a piazza in front of it, from which you descend by six steps to a garden, or rather a small grove of orange trees, palmettoes, oleanders, and roses. The first-named are laden with golden fruit, of a quality unsurpassed anywhere in the world, I am bold to say, for size and sweetness. We are hard at work now packing them up for market, and shall have over 100 barrels for sale. The interior of the mansion is in accordance with its modest exterior; a small dining-room, a small drawing-room, a very small office or study, a small hall, a pantry, and two comfortable bedrooms on the ground-floor, and two more comfortable bedrooms over the dining and drawing-rooms. At the rear of the house about twelve yards, is what is called the colony, where are situated the kitchen, servants' sitting-room and bedrooms, the laundry and dairy, and in a corner of the yard is a turkey-house, full of prime Christmas fowl.
Behind the colony is Settlement No. 1, where the coloured people (I believe this is the correct term) reside. It consists of an avenue of orange trees, on each side of which are rows of wooden houses, and at the end of which, facing the avenue, is what was the old hospital, but which is now half of it the church. ... Immediately in front of our garden is the Altamaha river, with the landing-place for the boats, and from which all the water-supply is drawn. On the left of us is the overseer's house, a larger and more imposing edifice, although not so comfortable as ours. On the right are the barns and the threshing mill and engine, which are very nearly finished, and present a magnificent appearance from the river. The old mill, with all the valuable machinery, was burnt down a year ago. The rest of the island consists of rice-fields, of which about 1,000 acres are under cultivation or cultivable, some marsh land covered with thick bamboo and reeds, in which the wild duck do congregate, and some scrubby brushwood; also Settlements Nos. 2 and 3, an old rickety, but very large barn, a ruined mill, a ruined sugar-house.[11]
The plantation was abandoned when the Civil War began. In 1866, Butler's daughter Frances returned with her father to attempt to restore the plantation to its former glory. Unlike her younger sister Sarah who was aligned with her mother, Frances had adopted her father's pro-slavery views and kept a diary like her mother. She published it in 1883, titled Ten Years on a Georgia Plantation (ISBN 1-498-15893-5).[9] It is considered the best account of what it was like for whites who were former plantation owners in Georgia during Reconstruction. In Frances' view, blacks fared better under slavery than freedom. Due to the lack of slave labor, and the postwar depression in the South, plantations were doomed to fail, and the fifth generation of Butlers sold the remains of their lands in 1923.[10]
A description of the plantation from November 1873:
I am monarch of all I survey, which is an island of about 1,600 acres, surrounded by a muddy-looking river, called the romantic-sounding Indian name of the Altamaha. ... Our castle is a neat but not gaudy little frame house, with a piazza in front of it, from which you descend by six steps to a garden, or rather a small grove of orange trees, palmettoes, oleanders, and roses. The first-named are laden with golden fruit, of a quality unsurpassed anywhere in the world, I am bold to say, for size and sweetness. We are hard at work now packing them up for market, and shall have over 100 barrels for sale. The interior of the mansion is in accordance with its modest exterior; a small dining-room, a small drawing-room, a very small office or study, a small hall, a pantry, and two comfortable bedrooms on the ground-floor, and two more comfortable bedrooms over the dining and drawing-rooms. At the rear of the house about twelve yards, is what is called the colony, where are situated the kitchen, servants' sitting-room and bedrooms, the laundry and dairy, and in a corner of the yard is a turkey-house, full of prime Christmas fowl.
Behind the colony is Settlement No. 1, where the coloured people (I believe this is the correct term) reside. It consists of an avenue of orange trees, on each side of which are rows of wooden houses, and at the end of which, facing the avenue, is what was the old hospital, but which is now half of it the church. ... Immediately in front of our garden is the Altamaha river, with the landing-place for the boats, and from which all the water-supply is drawn. On the left of us is the overseer's house, a larger and more imposing edifice, although not so comfortable as ours. On the right are the barns and the threshing mill and engine, which are very nearly finished, and present a magnificent appearance from the river. The old mill, with all the valuable machinery, was burnt down a year ago. The rest of the island consists of rice-fields, of which about 1,000 acres are under cultivation or cultivable, some marsh land covered with thick bamboo and reeds, in which the wild duck do congregate, and some scrubby brushwood; also Settlements Nos. 2 and 3, an old rickety, but very large barn, a ruined mill, a ruined sugar-house.[11]
Bernard Butler @ The Drake Underground in Toronto - July 17, 2014
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Pictures from around the campus of Butler University.
Pictures from around the campus of Butler University.
The Butler Mine is not too hard to find off the west side of the Hoeferlin Memorial Trail. The trail itself goes over some trench/drainage work, so if you follow that back a few feet, you'll see one of the pits. The others are to the northeast, parallelling the trail.
My book says the mine existed before 1868, and that they got 50 tons of good quality iron ore out of it in the late 1870s. The mine closed, the reopened for a single month in 1880. In that one month, it produced 280 tons of iron ore. Then they gave up, and it was over.
Iron Mine Trails by Edward J. Lenik
A Timeline Events Night shoot at Barrow Hill Roundhouse near Chesterfield using the D49, Morayshire. It was on its way back to Scotland after visiting the Nene Valley Railway and the North Norfolk Railway. As with a lot of Timeline Events charters, Central Scenes brought the scenes to life with their re-enactments. As Central Scenes are largely based at the Great Central at Loughborough, it would have been a shame not to pose them on Butler Henderson, a Great Central locomotive which has spent some time at Loughborough prior to its boiler certificate expiring.
The plantation was abandoned when the Civil War began. In 1866, Butler's daughter Frances returned with her father to attempt to restore the plantation to its former glory. Unlike her younger sister Sarah who was aligned with her mother, Frances had adopted her father's pro-slavery views and kept a diary like her mother. She published it in 1883, titled Ten Years on a Georgia Plantation (ISBN 1-498-15893-5).[9] It is considered the best account of what it was like for whites who were former plantation owners in Georgia during Reconstruction. In Frances' view, blacks fared better under slavery than freedom. Due to the lack of slave labor, and the postwar depression in the South, plantations were doomed to fail, and the fifth generation of Butlers sold the remains of their lands in 1923.[10]
A description of the plantation from November 1873:
I am monarch of all I survey, which is an island of about 1,600 acres, surrounded by a muddy-looking river, called the romantic-sounding Indian name of the Altamaha. ... Our castle is a neat but not gaudy little frame house, with a piazza in front of it, from which you descend by six steps to a garden, or rather a small grove of orange trees, palmettoes, oleanders, and roses. The first-named are laden with golden fruit, of a quality unsurpassed anywhere in the world, I am bold to say, for size and sweetness. We are hard at work now packing them up for market, and shall have over 100 barrels for sale. The interior of the mansion is in accordance with its modest exterior; a small dining-room, a small drawing-room, a very small office or study, a small hall, a pantry, and two comfortable bedrooms on the ground-floor, and two more comfortable bedrooms over the dining and drawing-rooms. At the rear of the house about twelve yards, is what is called the colony, where are situated the kitchen, servants' sitting-room and bedrooms, the laundry and dairy, and in a corner of the yard is a turkey-house, full of prime Christmas fowl.
Behind the colony is Settlement No. 1, where the coloured people (I believe this is the correct term) reside. It consists of an avenue of orange trees, on each side of which are rows of wooden houses, and at the end of which, facing the avenue, is what was the old hospital, but which is now half of it the church. ... Immediately in front of our garden is the Altamaha river, with the landing-place for the boats, and from which all the water-supply is drawn. On the left of us is the overseer's house, a larger and more imposing edifice, although not so comfortable as ours. On the right are the barns and the threshing mill and engine, which are very nearly finished, and present a magnificent appearance from the river. The old mill, with all the valuable machinery, was burnt down a year ago. The rest of the island consists of rice-fields, of which about 1,000 acres are under cultivation or cultivable, some marsh land covered with thick bamboo and reeds, in which the wild duck do congregate, and some scrubby brushwood; also Settlements Nos. 2 and 3, an old rickety, but very large barn, a ruined mill, a ruined sugar-house.[11]
PawSox catcher Dan Butler just misses grabbing a foul ball in the top of the 4th inning. July 29, 2018. McCoy Stadium, Pawtucket, RI. Photo: ©KJ Sports PIcs
John Butler Trio
@ The Wiltern Theater
Los Angeles, CA
December 2, 2010
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last thing was the brass bell. seems like bikes with friction downtube shifters are very easy to set up.
On our last trip to Utah (Sept. 2007) we stopped by Butler Wash and took a few pictures. The light was really not ideal so I haven't posted much of it, this is the first. Compare to my earlier scan of ancient print film (from 1991ish I think). With this photo everything was in shade so it's possible to see further into the cave.
Butler Shaffer speaking at Ron Paul's "We Are the Future" rally in Tampa, Florida.
Please attribute to Gage Skidmore if used elsewhere.
A window of Grace Episcopal Church in Providence Rhode Island that was created by the English studio of Heaton, Butler & Bayne.
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