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U.S. Citizenship and Naturalization in the 20th Century

What has the concept of U.S. citizenship has been historically, and how perhaps it has seemed to change or adapt over time? This blog examines some materials in HSP, comparing and contrasting between time periods and viewing them through my perspective as an international student in Philadelphia. I’ve had some experience navigating immigration services, international travel, adapting to foreign cultures and society as well as the totally surreal experience of seeing four Starbucks outlets crammed into two blocks. Corporate America really needs its coffee.

Feeding the keywords “Citizenship” into HSP’s online catalog proved to be a good starting step. It returned a list of possible sources I could look at when examining how citizenship and the naturalization process has changed over the years, if at all.

One of the first sources that drew my eyes was a booklet authored by E.J Irwin titled “An Americanization Program.” Published in 1923, it was a thorough look into how the Government of the U.S approached immigration, citizenship and Americanization at the time. It was also pertinent to remember that this was the roaring 20s when a lot of Europeans were immigrating to America to escape the poverty and difficult life conditions that the aftermath of World War I had inflicted on them.

To that end, Irwin saw it necessary to distinguish between ‘citizenship’ and ‘Americanization.’ He explained that Americanization was meant to help adult immigrants, who already have a national or cultural identity that is tied to their homeland, assimilate into the American way of life. From buying into the consumer-driven market economy to simpler things such as cooking American meals and speaking English. Citizenship, on the other hand, meant acquainting young people still in school with civic obligations, citizenship rights and duties, the functioning of police, health and fire departments and other aspects of being an adult in America at the time. For them, the focus was less on the American national identity and culture but more on social and civic processes and protocol.

Irwin’s book also outlined various studies that showed adult immigrants were reluctant to become naturalized simply because it involved returning to school. Thus, a large part of the book dealt with tactics to entice such immigrants into night schools or home schools so that they could learn English and get ‘Americanized’.

A lot of the education programs for adult immigrants at the time involved helping them learn Basic English for reading, writing and speaking. HSP, I was glad to find, had several government published readers to be used in schools for naturalization candidates. These readers were all aimed at adult audiences and thus dealt with topics such as working, caring for children, cooking, shopping and providing for a family.

One such reader was “The Federal Textbook on Citizenship: The Gardners become Citizens” published in 1943. The book told the story of John Gardner, living in Chicago in the 1940s, who sends for his parents to leave their home country and join him in the U.S. Upon doing so, they are enamored by the life John has managed to build for himself in Chicago and realize that they want to become citizens of America, much like their son John has. Eventually they manage to become citizens and they live happily ever after.

A few things I noticed on reading this booklet was that the book made no mention of where the Gardners were coming from but was adamant that, despite their English sounding names, they were not native English speakers and did not have the same living conditions that John did in America. The parents were surprised by the spacious housing, the clean bathrooms, the traffic lights, and large trains in America.

The booklet takes great pains, particularly in the first half, to ensure that America is welcoming to adult immigrants. From the friendly officers in the trains and ships to the Statue of Liberty which is described as “glad to see them come”. The Gardners are enthralled by this paradise they have stepped into.  As their stay with John lengthens however, they meet other naturalized citizens and non-naturalized long-time residents and realize that they need to become citizens. The booklet speaks at length about the duties of a citizen to his/her country and uses, in particular, a phrase that caught my eye, “visitors not voters.”

Here the book seemed to be equivocating non-naturalized long-term residents to visitors who have outstayed their welcome but continue to stay, despite the fact that they do not contribute to society. This seemed a rather cruel idea to me until the text also points out that long-term residents need a say in how their city or state is run and thus need to be able to vote.

A similar reader, published in 1944, concerns a different family who are American citizens by birth. They befriend a family of immigrants and help them become naturalized. Like the previous reader, this one too voices ideas about voter rights, visitor privileges, education and contributing to society.

From what I read up to that point, naturalization seemed to be tied closely to the idea of America as a new paradise. Much of the material I found presented America as a land of endless opportunity and wealth that would reward a naturalized citizen once they worked hard, learnt English, and started their lives anew. The information available to adult immigrants at this time seemed more focused on their individual lives and not on how state or federal government worked. This was especially confusing, since even in the 1920s and 1940s, the naturalization exam consisted of a civic component where the exam-taker’s knowledge of government and American history would be tested.

“Our American Way of Life,” an informative book published during the 1980s by the United States Immigration and Naturalization Service, proved very different from the books, pamphlets and readers published in the 1940s. This particular book had a lot of information about how America came to be. It had information on the War of Independence, the Emancipation Proclamation as well as the three branches of the Federal Government that I myself has been confused by until I read this book.

Unlike the readers I encountered before, “Our American Way of Life” moved beyond teaching new immigrants the simple basics of day-to-day American life. The book focused instead on American politics and history. It seemed aimed at an immigrant population different from the readers before. Where the previous material had viewed immigrants as simple workers and students aiming for a new life in a land of opportunity, “Our American Way of Life” seemed to consider them as politically charged actors with a real investment in how America worked and functioned.

In today’s world, America’s image as a land of opportunity, wealth and freedom has been rocked by recent developments of racial injustices, hard-lined extremist nationalist uprisings, sexual and gender discrimination as well as political scandals. Yet, in the eyes of the developing world, America remains a paradise due in large part to the export of American culture. Movies and television, as well as larger-than-life fantasies of New York City or Los Angeles contribute to an image of America, still, as a land where anything is possible. America’s identity then, as a welcome escape from poverty-ridden developing countries, remains intact.

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Introducing Digital Library Version Four!

Cultural institutions are increasingly digitizing records in order to make them more accessible to the public. You don’t need to be a scholar, travel, or potentially damage a document or manuscript in order to study it anymore – just log in and start exploring!

On Friday, January 12, HSP will debut Version Four of our digital library, marking a giant leap forward for accessibility and usability of HSP’s vast digital collection. The biggest change you’ll probably notice is that the digital library will now be accessible in a mobile format! Version Four introduces many more improvements:

  • Users can sign in using the same account information on HSP’s PAL, Discover, HSP Encounters, and the HSP website.
  • The Lightbox feature allows users to save personal collections of images
  • New object displays include additional data from HSP’s records
  • Image annotation capability allows users to take notes with the new Tilepics viewer, taking advantage of open-source software created for the archival community
  • Instant database synchronization permits faster updates than ever before
  • The new system features nightly image updates
  • Users can browse records by person, term, century, decade, year, or collection

Much of the work updating the Digital Library was done by our Drexel Co-op student, Will Brown. HSP is proud to be a continuing part of the Co-op program.

You can check out the new digital library starting on Friday, January 12 at on your computer, tablet or phone!

Cornelia Bryce Pinchot

(This entry was written by HSP's Communications Intern, Julian Burgan.)

Browsing the HSP digital library I came across Pennsylvania First Lady Cornelia Bryce Pinchot (1881-1960) standing with picketers in Allentown, PA. “United We Eat, Divided We Starve” reads one of the signs. Although someone of higher society posing with the downtrodden was not particularly uncommon in the post-suffrage era (or today) this picture still had me interested in finding out who Cornelia Bryce was. Ms. Pinchot’s husband, Governor Gifford Pinchot, (of the Pinchot-Ballinger Affair) has a state park named in his honor in Washington State. Yet, as a Pennsylvania resident I had no idea who Cornelia Bryce Pinchot was. Her life and views were something I found to be a particularly interesting part of our State’s history.

Raised and educated in the wealthy circles of New York and Newport her family was entrenched in industry and politics. Her grandfather was an anti-Tammany Hall Mayor of New York and her father was a New York congressman and friend of Theodore Roosevelt. President Roosevelt would later be invited to the Pinchot-Bryce wedding in 1914. Cornelia often reminded people that she was a politician before she became acquainted with her husband.

 Both Cornelia and Gifford were lifelong republicans who later followed President Roosevelt’s Progressive Bull Moose party. Cornelia was not afraid of stirring the pot and was not afraid to be exactly aligned to her husband’s politics. The Pinchots both believed in the fight for women’s suffrage though Cornelia did not have the same bravado of war that Gifford held. (She did however, volunteer for the American Red Cross during this time). Cornelia believed that life would be dull if couples were of exactly the same mindset.

Speaking before the American Federation of Labor she said that her idea of a “lady” was someone who would meet any challenges as they came and would who never stand on the side of oppression or injustice. Her views on birth control left the editor of the American Catholic Weekly astounded. She viewed women as being chained to the kitchen, making her an outspoken proponent of women’s rights. She argued that a woman’s wellbeing was often lost in the interest of raising a family.

Cornelia was active in supporting Gifford’s political campaigns. He was elected governor in 1922 and again in 1930. She used her opportunity as First Lady to continue to promote female enfranchisement and political involvement. She publically spoke in support of President Warren and years later, sticking to her own convictions, campaigned for President Franklin Roosevelt against the Republican candidate Wendell Willkie.

In the 1930s, Cornelia Bryce Pinchot would accept President Roosevelt’s New Deal institutions such as the National Recovery Act, Civilian Conservation Corps and, the Works Progress Administration. She urged workers throughout Pennsylvania to unionize, and had previously advocated for protective labor laws nationwide. She not only assisted in organizing but also helped to financially support labor groups. She would carry these convictions with her as she later ran for congress and even the governorship. Although she did not win either election, she did not let this loss diminish her fight for what she believed was right.

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Peter McCall Keating in France, 1915-1918, concluded

(This is the third of three blog posts on the letters of Peter McCall Keating, a doctor with the US Army who served in France during WWI before and during the United States' involvement in the war. The blog posts were written by HSP volunteer Randi Kamine.)


 Keating’s Illnesses

Just as Keating’s activities were a precursor to the Army’s medical activities during the war, his illnesses were a precursor of what the troops would experience as active military in 1917. Keating suffered from two serious health issues during his time in France.

Keating reported in his March 20 letter that he had “a real old fashioned attack of Malaria and lived.” He had been laid up for the last ten days, six on the train. He was weak and had lost weight, but was relieved that there was no jaundice present.  Symptoms of malaria included fever and chills, headache, anemia and jaundice, muscle pain and diarrhea. Seizures and convulsions were not uncommon.  Keating’s experience was one of “days of utter grayness and limpness during which one wishes for nothing but absolute quiet and where one detests the thought of food or movement.” Keating reported that he had begun eating again and was thoroughly convalescing, although he noted that malaria took a very long time to clear up. 

By 1914 medical science had acquired knowledge about the transmission of malaria.  However, prevention was poorly understood and the military was unprepared for, and underestimated, the effects of the disease. At least 1.5 million solders were infected, with fatalities ranging from 2 to 5%.

After a six-week gap in his letters, Keating wrote that he was suffering from two other serious conditions, phlebitis and pneumonia.  It is not clear how he developed these conditions.  Phlebitis is an inflammation of a vein due to one or more blood clots, most usually in the leg. Symptoms can be very painful throughout the entire limb, which seemed to be the case with Keating. The cause can be an injury or inactivity - perhaps in Keating’s case by his lack of mobility due to malaria. In his May 7 letter, he wrote that it was the first time he was able to sit in a chair in twenty-eight days – and then only for a half hour. He reported that “yesterday I put my feet down for a minute – tomorrow I probably will try to stand up [ . . .] My legs are like hot water.”

He was anticipating going home at that point.  He hoped that he would make a June 2nd boat, but said that it might not be possible because his leg was not very strong. Going from France to England was “not the cinch it is in peace times. It means long standing and much walking [ . . .] we’ll see in a week or so.” In the end, he was delayed because of his infirmity.

 Keating was not so concerned about his illness that he was not giving advice to his sister Betty about buying a car.  “A message for Betty – Look up the Overland – 4 cylinders. It’s about $650 – that or a Dodge are my favorites. Don’t you think a 5 passenger will be more useful than the roadster?” A later letter suggested that a garage be built with room for two cars, plus a wagon and horses.  They would have to upgrade their insurance, but “they are all such crooks that we’ll have to have what they say in writing.”

 His June 5 letter showed a fear of a recurrence of what turned out to be a sustained bout of phlebitis. Discharged from the hospital too soon, his leg began to trouble him greatly. This meant a delay in his going home. His mother apparently expressed a desire to go to France to help her distressed son, but Keating quashed that idea. Instead he reprimanded his mother for not telling him she had been ill herself.

Keating was consumed with thoughts of home.  He wrote of building an addition to his house, putting in a picket fence, plans for a winter getaway, etc.   He wrote about labor saving devices and suggested that he might put in electric lighting which he deemed unpleasant but very much cheaper than oil.  (Most Americans still lit their homes with gas light and candles. Only in 1925 did half of all homes in the U.S. have electric power.) His homesickness was obvious.

The last letter in 1916 we have from France was dated June 21.

Keating’s 1918 letter

According to the Philadelphia Social Register of 1919, Keating was then part of the American Expeditionary Forces (AEF), indicating that he was probably part of that force when he wrote his 1918 letter.  The AEF was active from 1917 to 1920. During the war it fought alongside French and German troops against the German Empire. The 1918 letter was dated right after Christmas.  It was “officer’s mail” with a censorship stamp and it can’t be determined where it was sent from.  This letter was short and was taken up almost exclusively with how he missed his family.  Keating was “down in the mouth,” but a package of several gifts arriving from home cheered him up.  “I wonder if you appreciate what a really nice family you all are.  If you don’t, just go away from yourselves for a couple of years and you will find out.”

The troops were physically uncomfortable, staying in leaky tents with rain pouring down.  He complained of his having to stay in the tent all day, every day, in a sea of mud.  At this point Keating was very bored – having done nothing but read old magazines, play poker and “cuss and [sleep].” He ended this letter as he ended many in 1916, “Well, good night and God bless you all, and may we soon be together again.”


Coda – A 1923 letter to Peter McCall Keating

In December 1923, Keating received a letter from a cousin.  (Her name is, unfortunately, illegible.) By that time Keating was married with children. While so many of Keating’s letters had communicated an air of nonchalance, his cousin’s letter encapsulated the suffering that the First World War brought. The ostensible reason for the letter was to offer sympathy to Keating for the death of his Uncle Percy Keating.  Percy was mentioned in three of Keating’s letters and they were close. She was writing from France and had visited Keating at the American Hospital in France when he was there.

Her description of what she had recently gone through put the war and Keating’s tours of duty into perspective.  She wrote, “I have been so broken by the death of my dearly loved brother following that of my son and my son-in-law, both killed in the war, that until now I have not found courage to answer your letter dated April 1922.”  She again referred to herself as “very old and very broken” as she asked that he visit France to renew family ties with her widowed daughter as these ties were “so dear to them.”


There were nineteen letters written by Peter McCall Keating incorporated in the general McCall family papers.  They presented the point of view of a medical doctor who served before and during the First World War.  The researcher can glean information on how countries involved in the war faced the challenge of their many injured. The letters give, for example, first-hand observations about the “sanitary” or ambulance trains that were just beginning to be used. There are also descriptions of the infamous trenches used extensively during the war, and other technical components of the war.

Interestingly, the reader also can observe the personality of the writer – a man who cared enough to volunteer his time and expertise in a difficult situation. But a man who also showed a certain lack of empathy toward those suffering in the war. He saved his expressions of warmth for his family and close friends.  He was very clinical, one may say cold, toward the injured he treated. He was only one man, but these letters can point to further study on the experiences of volunteers and other medical personnel doing the war.


Peter McCall Keating in France, 1915-1918, continued

(This is the second of several blog posts on the letters of Peter McCall Keating, a doctor with the US Army who served in France during WWI before and during the United States' involvement in the war. The blog posts were written by HSP volunteer Randi Kamine.)









 Keating displayed an awareness of the politics surrounding the war.  In one of his letter, he casually asked, “How about the Austrian riots?”  He was no doubt referring to the civilian protests in Vienna brought about by severe food shortages in 1915-1916. The Austrian parliament had been dissolved in the spring of 1914, disrupting the traditional political structures.  Conspiracy theories about internal enemies and traitors flourished. In Vienna, where food scarcity was most severe, people protested against Hungary (the primary importer of foodstuff to Austria), and lower-Austrian farmers, whom the Viennese suspected of hoarding and starving the capital.

Apparently, Keating was able to keep up with this and other war news. Austria-Hungary gave its famous ultimatum to Serbia in July 1914. (After a young Serbian nationalist assassinated the Austrian Archduke Franz Ferdinand, Austria-Hungary gave Serbia a list of demands that would essentially take away Serbian sovereignty. Serbia refused to comply with all of the demands.) Three days later, on July 28, 1914, Austria-Hungary declared war on Serbia.  Keating opined, “I sincerely hope that Mr. Wilson will be vindicated and that Austria will back down, but there will be occasion after occasion when as time goes on to try our patience until at last and almost inevitably the time will come when we must break diplomatic relations.”

By the middle of March 1916, Keating had been away from home for nine months. The reality that the United States might soon be involved in the war became clearer. He wrote, “and maybe by spring this may have spread itself across the water.  But this I feel: utterly horrible as war is, it’s not in vain if by it a nation finds her soul.”  And he exposed his political leanings: “and if it becomes necessary for us to be cleansed of the stain of money- getting and trafficking in politics by such means, then the end will more than justify the suffering entailed.” It would have been interesting if he had expounded on how getting into the war would bring this about. Keating died in 1959 and chances are he was disappointed that the nation hadn’t quite found its soul in the intervening years.

In any case, at the time, he was not happy with the politics at home. He claimed that he couldn’t understand what was going on.  Where did Wilson stand, and for what?  Why this seeming vote of confidence for Wilson in a country divided with or against the government.  Keating believed that every question was submerged in the sea of petty party politics.  He was beginning to long for the “big stick” or the “big bluff” backed, if by nothing else, at least by our “latent and undeveloped powers of making good in war if necessary.”  He missed the “howling, ranting T.R [Theodore Roosevelt] who at the worse no one can say has no back bone.” Keating apologized to his readers for the “blow-up,” but “one must take the [?] of the safety valve sometimes.” He felt the responsibility of creating a good impression of the American people on the French because the Americans had “been acting in such a curious manner during the last year.”


“Sanitary” or “Ambulance” Trains


Keating gave descriptions of how his team turned tents into x-ray and dressing rooms.  But he more often mentioned the ambulance trains that acted as mobile hospitals and supply rooms. They were first used in France and Belgium and played a significant role before, during, and after the war in transporting wounded soldiers from the front to hospitals. 

He wrote that he had been accepted by the government for work on a new sanitary train. He described the work that he would be doing as “most interesting.” The train would have an operating car, a dressing car, a compartment to sleep in, and an office. It would be equipped with wards and a crew of orderlies to do the nursing and carrying. The train’s function was to bring back the wounded from the field hospitals to Paris. In February 1916, he had a long successful interview with the medical head of a French sanitary train after he expressed an interest in working on the train.  Keating found the meeting interesting but difficult, as it was mostly technical.

Keating explained his duties pertaining to the trains in letters home, noting that there was no precedent to follow. The newness of the experiment (the first ambulance trains were used at the end of 1914 in Britain) made the assignment very attractive, despite the reality that doctors had a “very sizable job to do.” He would be responsible for buying and inventorying medical equipment for the train. He mentioned that each man (presumably other doctors and staff) had a berth compartment to themselves and “we have a good man in charge of the food.  I expect to be comfortable.” A lot had to be learned about transportation in general. He told his family, “you must be tired of the trains already, the way I’ve talked to you about it, but you’d better get used to hearing nothing but trains for some time to come.”  He added that despite the keen interest he had in the trains, he would prefer to be quietly settled at home.

It was during the time that Keating worked on the ambulance trains that he was the most emotional. At one point Keating regretted his inability to convey to his family the depth of what he was experiencing.  He wrote:


Somehow it seems quite hard to describe things adequately [.… W]hat couldn’t one do here with so much of interest all around and only oneself to blame for not making all   this vital and real to you at home. The quiet steady determination of a race not counting any price too great.  The spirit of the city – old in war – but ever young, ever graceful and pleasing, ever in the midst of this struggle – dark at night filled with the worried and wounded, but somehow showing everywhere the spirit of the race – How can I describe the feelings of everyone connected with the ambulance since Hall’s death [Hall is  mentioned in previous letters as a close colleague].


In a subsequent letter Keating again conveyed the wish that he could more adequately express what he was experiencing to his family.  He wanted his family to “feel this thing as it is” and stated that the war had changed his whole outlook, “for better or worse the Lord only knows.” He explained that although he felt as if he’d been through an earthquake in the relative comfort of his circumstances, it drove home how those actually engaged in the war must feel. He hoped that his “philosophizing” did not make his mother uncomfortable.  But he had learned that he must “live each day and trust in the Lord, for what is to come tomorrow.”

[To see the see the inside of a World War I ambulance train, click here]

Peter McCall Keating in France, 1915-1918

(This is the first of several blog posts on the letters of Peter McCall Keating, a doctor with the US Army who served in France during WWI before and during the United States' involvement in the war. The blog posts were written by HSP volunteer Randi Kamine.)


On occasion when processing a large collection, an interesting smaller set of documents emerges. This was the case when the McCall Family Papers (collection 4088) were being inventoried for preparation for a finding aid. A packet of letters written by Peter McCall Keating, called McCall, gives the researcher an insight into overseas activities practiced by the United States Army before the United States entered World War I on April 6, 1917.

Keating was born on July 21, 1884 and he died on February 20, 1959.  He and his family were practicing Catholics and while he was in France he often mentions going to Church and attending a high mass. He requested that his mother send him a medal of Our Lady of Victory. He found comfort in that a priest was within call for him and “his chaps” when they got sick.

At the time he wrote the letters, he was thirty-two years old, an M.D., and held the rank of First Lieutenant, Assistant Surgeon in the United States Army.  He was assigned to the American Hospital of Paris located just west of the city in Neuilly-sur-seine. Established in 1914, the Hospital was staffed by American doctors, surgeons and nurses.  Its ambulance service helped over 10,000 allied soldiers.  A school, the Lycée Pasteur of Neuilly-sur-Seine, served as a hospital and the base for an ambulance service.

There are seventeen extant letters written in France, dated from December 10, 1915 to June 21, 1916.  There is also one letter with an “officers’ mail” postmark of December 31, 1918 in which Keating mentioned that he had been away from his family for two years, suggesting that that he either remained in France or returned to France later in the war. All the letters were addressed to his mother, Edith McCall Keating, who lived in Wawa, Pennsylvania. (Keating’s father, John M. Keating, M.D. had died in 1893.) The letters were intended to be read by all in Keating’s extended family.


Scan of a letter from McCall Keating on American Ambulance Hospital of Paris letterhead. From Historical Society of Pennsylvania collection.


The letters give a contemporaneous view of voluntary medical assistance given by the United States Army before it entered the war.  Many of the letters written in 1916, before U.S. involvement in the war, have a breezy, casual tone.  The 1918 letter, however, describes his experience in more serious terms.

 As indicated in his first letter, and indeed in a recurring theme, he saw his experience as a bit of a lark.  As a soldier, he did not leave his upper-middle-class origins behind, as indicated by his level of education and his primary interests. Despite his work with traumatized and injured patients, he was often bored, dwelling on the latest dinner and entertainment he enjoyed, and reflected very little on the larger scope of his situation.

The last letter in the collection, acting as a postscript to Keating’s letters, was written to Keating by a cousin from France in 1923. It is the most affecting of all the letters, revealing the experience of “a broken woman,” who had not been able to “force courage” to answer a previous letter due to the deaths of her son and son-in-law in the war.

McCall Keating’s work

On December 10, 1915, Keating noted that he would be leaving the hospital in Paris the next day to go to Campiegne, on the Oise River, sixty-four miles north of the hospital to

“experience Christmas within the sound of the guns – sort of a hollow mockery it seems and yet perhaps a little island of peace in the midst of a whirlwind of passion. With the never failing luck of the Keating, I, just when I rather want a bit of rest, am sent to that lovely old Chateau where the work is easy and the food and accommodations wonderful.”

He had “many pleasant things” to tell the family: meeting a charming young Irish girl, a tea party, and a very pleasant dinner with Keating cousins. (Apparently Keating knew many people who worked in the hospital, including relatives.)  And he had the opportunity to see

“the finest specimen of French manhood tonight that I’ve ever seen.  At least 6’4, weighed over 250—trained down to the limit—all artillery officer –with a face and head of a Viking and apparently didn’t know it.”

Keating was in Campiegne for two weeks. He told of the beauty of the Oise River in the north of France, the perfect weather and the delicious food. He wrote of the various duties he had as a physician in the field, but his responsibilities did not seem to weigh heavily on him.  He traveled to several French hospitals where he applied dressings and performed operations “to the distant boom of the guns” but says that work was practically at a standstill. He saw only the victims of a “lucky shot,” and those were few and far between. Going from hospital to hospital was “a very pleasant drive.”

 He wrote about the soldiers in the trenches, and a tremendous bombardment that lasted three nights. And although he claimed the bombing “doesn’t disturb my peaceful slumbers,” it was “interesting” to hear the heavy shock of the high-explosive shells bursting and the rat-tat-tat of the machine guns and the firing at will of the rifles.  He noted,

“We have three chaps who are badly hit but are getting well, the fourth hit by the same shell died on the way from the trenches – the effect of a shell when it lands is pretty awful.  The rest of the cases, some 55, are all recovering.”

Back at the hospital in Paris, he wrote, “Sort of a busy day all around – saw one good operation – my patient died tonight and now I’m in a quandary: how to find his family and give the message I promised to him to give.” Keating often seemed to exhibit insensitivity toward the victims of war -- usually by combining some horrible news with descriptions of his latest foray into fine dining or sightseeing.

One may speculate as to why he expressed himself that way.  He was a doctor, so exposure to injury and death may not have been the trauma it would be for other people.  Secondly, it must be remembered that he was writing to his mother.  He showed great affection for her and his family and it may be that he simply wanted to play down the negatives so as not to distress her.  Finally, his letters were censored so he may not have wanted to slow up his letters home.

Witnesses to the front lines confided in Keating.  He spoke with a French officer who unburdened himself of his experiences. He told of the forty men under him who hadn’t unsaddled for a month, and at the end of that time the officer was ordered to take his men against a small troop of Germans.  Only seven men started because only seven horses were still able to travel. The troop turned out to be a regiment and the French were in the trenches fighting for three hours before help came.  In a subsequent letter Keating mused, “I suppose really though now we can see these “foreign races” in one way at their best – in another way it’s the worst time possible.”

Keating also gave a first person accounts of the battle field. He wrote:

            "I never imagined before what a curious looking thing the country back of the trenches was.  All around us are trenches zigzagging through the country line after line and all connected by other trenches zigzagging along so as to protect those walking in them."

Keating went on to describe posts set about twenty feet apart and strung with the “biggest barbs you ever saw” at every conceivable angle.

He observed the French Chasseurs in training and was duly impressed.  The Chasseurs were cavalry troops ordered to jump trenches in advance of infantry, and Keating noted, “Well, if you’ve ever seen a trench and a barbed wire entanglement you know what a fool thing it is [to attempt].” He described the Chasseurs in action:

            “The artillery first [took up?] the line between the trenches and back of the first line of Germans for some distance. Then the infantry went in . . .  and then the Chasseurs. They did jump the first and second line trenches, but then they ran into a lot of low wire          stretched about 6 inches above the ground …there were heavy losses.”

Still, Keating’s bar for excitement was quite high.  He wrote, in the same letter, “I’ve seen rather few aeroplanes lately, so I have not seen much in the way of excitement in that quarter.”

Nonetheless, Keating did take stories he heard and the things he witnessed to heart.  Despite his continuing to write about fine meals, concerts, and glorious weather, he was cognizant of the seriousness of what he was experiencing. He anticipated the United States’ entry into the war: “I’m afraid we may have trouble at home, and from all accounts, if we do get into this mess it may mean great unpleasantness at home.” This was written on January 14, 1916.  A month later he hoped the war would never come to America, writing, “After the war is over it’s home for keeps, a comfortable fireplace and our own belongings, any old sort of [doctor’s] practice.”

Even though the U.S. was not to enter the war for another year and three months, letters were censored: “This letter can’t go for about 10 days –because well they don’t like letters that mention war and so this will wait and be escorted home by one of the men who are leaving,” he wrote. He told his family that his letters would become less newsy because it was not wise to talk too much of what one saw when outside of Paris.  No photographs of anything he saw on the field were allowed.

By January 30th, the war had become more vivid to the Army volunteers. In Paris, a Zeppelin conducted a midnight raid on Paris, killing several people and wounding many more. Again there was an odd casualness to Keating’s report.  Keating heard the bombs being dropped by the Zeppelin when he was at the theater. He wrote, “but anyway the Opera was good – in fact lovely.” And then the comment, “It’s rather ghastly this killing of women and children who are defenseless.” Another moment that may, to some, show a disconnect was his description of being at the Front, “not unlike the kids putting their tongues on a piece of brass on a freezing day: unpleasant but interesting.” One can at times be brought up short by Keating’s nonchalance in his coming face to face with the horrors of war.

Abridged History of the Scranton Army Ammunition Plant

This guest blog post is written by Sam Bocetta. Sam is currently working on his first book, and more information can be found at his homepage,

An aerial view of hte Scranton Army Ammunition plant, showing a number of rectangular buildings and a large parking lot. Image from and reproduced under Creative Commons 2.0.


Part 1 – The Early Years (1908-2006)

The history of the City of Scranton is normally written with a heavy emphasis on the city’s associations with coal mining and the railroad. These two aspects of the city are certainly important, but what is often forgotten is that they also facilitated the development of many other industries in the region. With easy and cheap access to both energy and transport, from the 1850s onward Scranton became home to a wide variety of different factories. Today, most of these factories stand as empty, mute reminders of an industrial past that has sadly disappeared. One exception, however, is the Scranton Army Ammunition Plant (SCAAP). This venerable old factory is still active, and is today one of the most advanced munitions factories in the world.

The story of the SCAAP is a complex one, not least because the site’s ongoing use as a military installation means that direct access to it is limited, and even many historical documents are still classified. Still, what we do know about the history of the plant makes fascinating reading.

It might surprise you to learn that the SCAAP was never designed as a munitions factory. Instead, it started life as a locomotive repair facility. The association of Scranton with the railroad starts way back in 1853, with the incorporation of the Delaware, Lackawanna & Western Railroad, which gradually built many lines in and around New York. Scranton, being reasonably central in the expanding network, was chosen as the site for the new Delaware Lackawanna & Western Railroad steam locomotive shops.

The construction of this factory began in 1908, and it was originally designed as a steam locomotive erection and repair facility. The subsequent century of development at the site has made the original buildings somewhat difficult to see. However, an archaeological survey conducted in 1984 suggested that much of the original plant is still extant at the site, albeit buried underneath more modern buildings. The survey found that:

‘1) the present-day surface may include mid-to-late nineteenth century archaeological cultural remnants of railroad-related industrial development which preceded the extant structures used by SCAAP, and 2) the original land surface, approximately 40 ft. below a fill deposit which comprises the current land surface. At least 16 structures stood on the original land surface as did several city streets. Remnants of these nineteenth century cultural resources may be present beneath the fill.’

Intriguingly, this same report also noted that there might still be prehistoric remains of pre-Colombian peoples underneath this same fill. It might be, therefore, that the history of the SCAAP goes even further back. However, a lack of direct evidence means that this must remain speculative.

From historical documents, however, we are able to tentatively reconstruct what the SCAAP looked like during its earlier incarnation. It seems that the locomotive shop consisted of four major buildings, constructed between 1907 and 1909. Each housed a different process in the construction and repair of steam locomotives, and at the time the plant was built it was regarded as one of the most advanced facilities of its type in the world.

Though the heart of the plant was to be found in these four buildings, the scale of the operations carried out also required a whole host of subsidiary structures. When the site was added to the National Register of Historic Places in 1990, a thorough survey was conducted as to the remaining structures at the site, and this remains our best source of information as to the historical riches still to be found there.

Between 1899 and 1939, both the plant itself and the surrounding area became an important site for the manufacture and repair of steam trains. In addition the the Scranton facility itself, a number of other companies set up shop in the neighbourhood. Today, these are protected as part of the “Steamtown Historic District”, which includes some 16 ex-industrial buildings. Of these, four lie inside the Scranton plant:

  • Pattern Shop/Office Building (1907–1909)
  • Foundry/Forge Shop (1907–1909)
  • Blacksmith Shop/Heat Treat Building (1907–1909)
  • Machine and Erecting Shop/Production Shop (1907–1909)

These buildings are still visible from aerial photographs, though sadly access to them is limited by the ongoing use of the factory.

The peak of railroad activity at the Scranton site came in the 1930s, and after this date activity at the site started to decline. The railroad company abandoned the property in the late 1940s, after the growing efficiency of diesel locomotives made steam locomotives obsolete. The factory was condemned in 1951, and through these proceedings the Army acquired the property. The Korean war was then at its peak, and it was felt that extra ammunition manufacturing facilities were required.

The site was therefore converted into a munitions factory, and in 1953 the Scranton Army Ammunition Plant (SCAAP) was established. Initially, U.S. Hoffman Machinery were the operating contractor for the plant, but in 1963 a prolonged labor union strike led the government to terminate this contract with U.S. Hoffman. Subsequently, the contract was awarded to the Chamberlain Manufacturing Corporation, and they remained the contractor right up until 2006.

Over this period, the site underwent much development. Following the conversion work undertaken in 1951-53, the plant underwent further modernization in 1970-75. It was during these works that many of the buildings still visible today were constructed, and a video of the production line from the 1980s already shows a modern, advanced munitions plant. As the capacity of the plant expanded, new rail lines were built to move finished munitions and raw materials, and today the SCAAP is simply huge, spanning 15.3 acres, with seven buildings and a storage capacity of 509,000 square feet.



Part 2: Scranton Today (2006-Present)

My own memories of the Scranton Army Ammunition Plant (SCAAP) begin in the 1970s. My mother’s family were from Scranton, and on visits back to see my Grandparents I would marvel at the scale of the factory that dominated the town. In those days, as a child, I found the plant both a source of wonder and of fear – there was something inhuman, perhaps dangerous, in the looming concrete buildings.

This is a feeling that persists to this day, despite my advanced years and extensive reading about the plant. To read about the plant today is to be confronted with mind-boggling statistics about the capabilities of the weapons made there, and the sheer number of munitions that are produced every year.

In my earlier article, I described the history of the SCAAP until 2006 – its early years as a steam locomotive plant, and then its conversion into a weapons factory in 1951-53. In 2006, the previous operator of the SCAAP, the Chamberlain Manufacturing Corporation, lost their government contract. I have tried, believe me, to find out why, but these proceedings, in my experience, are always shrouded in layers of corporate and military secrecy. Unfortunately, therefore, I cannot tell you why the contract passed to General Dynamics in 2006, but it did.

General Dynamics have been the contractor in charge of Scranton since then. The company is huge, being most well known for making advanced missiles and aircraft systems. What is less well known is that they also continue to produce artillery and small-arms ammunition. Though less flashy than fighter jets, this production makes up the core of their business, with a lot of their profit generated from sales of top-of-the-line ammunition that is used both by the US military and higher end civilian small arms like the AR-15.

It is this kind of production that the SCAAP excels in. However, though the plant continues to develop, it has not had an easy ride in the modern era. in April 2013, the future of the facility looked questionable, when General Dynamics filed a potential layoff notice for 191 employees. The jobs provided by the plant are generally highly-skilled, and therefore high-paying, and its potential closure caused much worry in Scranton and the surrounding region. However, a resolution was eventually found, and that same year General Dynamics renewed their contract for three years. The Army then committed $45 million for new equipment at the plant.

It seems this money is now coming through, and is being used to further develop the technical capabilities of the facility. It has been reported that during the past ten years “over $30,000,000 has been invested in the SCAAP to address problems with the ageing infrastructure and to improve manufacturing capabilities”. These projects have included the upgrade of existing manufacturing equipment, including computerized controls; the installation of new manufacturing and testing capabilities; and automation equipment to increase manufacturing flexibility.

Today, therefore, the SCAAP is perhaps the most advanced munitions factory in the US. Indeed, some of the machinery at the plant is found nowhere else, such as the specially manufactured long stroke and nosing forge presses, and these make SCAAP the only active manufacturing plant able to produce certain types of ammunition. In particular, the SCAAP is the only maker of the SADARM (Search And Destroy ARMament) shell body, an advanced munition that utilizes laser-guided sub munitions.

Notwithstanding the production of high-tech munitions, the bread and butter of the plant is the production of various types of artillery shell – the 105mm and 155mm-diameter projectile bodies, including the M795, 120mm family of projectiles, M107, M804, M485, MK64-2, and the M110. The number of these shells produced every year at the SCAAP is a little hard to pin down because of the commercially sensitive nature of this data, but it is clear that it is staggering. In 2001, the latest year for which I can find data, 139,000 155mm HE M107 shells, and 78,000 120mm HE shells were produced at the factory, and I can only guess that these numbers have increased since. The factory goes through 500,000 gallons ofl water a day, and General Dynamics report that it has produced and delivered more than 23 million projectile metal parts and components over the years. In fact, the SCAAP dwarfs many other factories in the US – its production capacity is approximately ten times that of any commercial facility, and represents approximately 80% of the total existing North American capacity.

The pre-eminence of the site today is undoubtedly a product of its unique history. Built at a time when large, self-contained sites could be bought in the centre of reasonably large cities like Scranton, it’s difficult to believe that a plant the size of the SCAAP could be built today. Its sheer size means that the end-to-end production of munitions is possible, which makes it invaluable for the Army. In addition, its proximity to the large railroad network that spans the north-east, which of course was the original purpose of the building, means that finished munitions and raw materials can be moved around easily.

The SCAAP’s unique history – first as a locomotive yard, and then as a munitions factory – means that it remains one of our industrial treasures, as interesting for history buffs as it is indispensable for the military. This was recognised by General Dennis Via, visiting the site in 2014, when he noted that:

“Scranton is a unique, one-of-kind installation that has proven its valued position many times over to the Department of Defense and the Army … SCAAP has produced ammunition-related components that have proved invaluable to the joint services and our war fighters for more than 60 years.”

The General is right to stress the uniqueness of the plant, of course. As we’ve seen, the SCAAP is not only one of the biggest munitions plants in the US today, it is also one of the most advanced. This is perhaps surprising for a facility with such a long and varied history: the original architects of the Delaware Lackawanna & Western Railroad steam locomotive shops could hardly have imagined what their buildings would eventually become.

Bibliomancy in Early Pennsylvania

Image is a photograph of a brown box of cards, with more cards fanned out around them. From HSP's collection, record number 14187HSP’s collection includes an unusual deck of cards. A small leather box holds 381 cards printed by Christoph Sauer, Sr. in 1744. Each card has a short bible verse written in German, with four lines of poetry written under it. The short poems, each relating to the accompanying bible verse, were written by Gerhard Tersteegen.

Sauer and Testeegen were radical Pietists who lived and worked in Pennsylvania during the 18th century. This deck of cards likely possessed some ritual significance in their religious practices.

It is probable that the cards were used for biliomancy. This is a fortunetelling method that uses a book (usually a holy text) to reveal answers to questions of great significance or a cosmic nature. Randomly-selected pages of a book meant that the answer derived from the text was guided by the spirit of God.

In the case of Sauer and Testeegen’s deck of cards, a practitioner of biliomancy could use these cards to address pressing inquiries through reflection on the bible verses and poems.

One card from the deck features the following text (translation below):


Siehe, Ich [jesus] stehe vorder Thür, un klopse an, so jemand meine Stimme hören wird, und die Thür aufrhun, zu dem werde Ich eingehen, und das Abendmahl mit ihm halten, und er mit Mir. Offnb. 3, 20.


So Seel! GOTT warted deiner drinnen,

Und du läuf’ft au smit deinen Sinnen:

Ach! Laβ Ihn nicht alleine stehn;

Kehr ein, Er möchte weiter gehn.



Behold, I [Jesus] stand before thee, and knock, if any man hear my voice, and raise up thee, and I will enter into it, and hold the supper with him, and he with Me. Revelations 3:20

Oh soul! GOD is waiting for you inside,

And you run out with your senses:

Oh! Do not let him stand alone;

Turn back, he will go on.


The men who made these cards were mystics. Pietists believed in biblical doctrine, individual piety and living a vigorous Christian life. Above all, they believed in replacing ecclesiastical religious practice (that is, having a human intermediary between oneself and God) with personal experience of the divine. Similar to the medieval mystics, radical Pietists saw their relationship with God as direct and intimate.

Pietism grew out of a number of religious movements in the late 17th century, as reformation swept across Europe. Radical Pietists split from their churches to found a ‘religion of the heart’, with a focus on ethical purity, inward devotion, asceticism and mysticism. They formed distinct and separate communities, and practiced their faith freely in the Pennsylvania colony.

Johannes Kelpius is perhaps one of the better-known radical pietists in the Delaware Valley.

By creating these small, carefully-written cards, Saur and Tersteegen were following the tenets of their faith. The cards were a way to directly interact with the Divine, with no other intercession needed. Tersteegen’s wordplay is experimental, using clever rhymes and puns to invite meditative association.

This small artifact, likely used to answer questions and help make decisions, ties a printer in Germantown to an 18th century religious revolution changing the ways that Christians in Europe and the American colonies interacted with God.

White Gloves and the Archivist

Recently, the BBC reported that an 800-year old coffin at the Prittlewell Priory Museum in England was damaged when parents placed their small child into the coffin for a photograph.  Although repairable, the damage to the coffin is serious, and highlights the importance in paying attention to obeying barriers and other protective measures.

However, not all protective measures are actually helpful, and some may be actively harmful! The dreaded-by-some, beloved-by-others white cotton gloves are one of these harmful measures. Although white gloves are a stereotypical symbol of the dedicated archivist and conservator, they are no longer used and for good reason.

HSP’s Director of Conservation and Preservation Tara O’Brien explains: “It is better if one does not wear gloves but handles documents with freshly washed and dried hands (no lotion). Your fingertips are incredibly sensitive. They can feel the edge of the paper, they can feel the weight of the paper, and can even sense how paper will behave if you try to turn a page. That sensitivity is blocked when wearing gloves. Brittle edges of paper can snag easily on the any loose fibers of the gloves without the wearer even noticing.”

We are used to depictions of a researcher wearing white gloves to protect priceless documents as he (it is usually a he) pages through treasures to find some needed scrap of information. The common knowledge is that the documents must be protected from the damaging oils and acids on the skin of the hands. This common knowledge, though, ignores that many of these documents were handled for centuries before being placed into a museum or archives. If they were going to be damaged by human touch it would have happened well before the time of our researcher.  As explained by HSP’s conservator, the most careful handling results from taking advantage of how sensitive fingertips are. Clean, dry hands will certainly be clean enough to protect documents and books.Color photograph of a hand wearing a tight-fitting white latex glove on a dark background. Image credit: By — Melkom - — Melkom, CC BY-SA 3.0,

Not every object can be handled without protection, of course. Photographs, in particular, really are vulnerable to the pH of human skin. In that case, though, white cotton gloves are still a poor choice. They simply block too much sensation and information, in addition to vulnerable edges catching on the fabric. Tight-fitting nitrile or latex gloves are a far better choice, if one is handling objects that would be damaged by coming into contact with bare hands.

The impulse to protect the artifacts of the past is a good one, and this isn’t meant to discourage that. But be cautious in sticking to old standards: just because they’ve been around for a long time doesn’t mean they’re a good option!

The Philanthropist and the Prince: Joseph Fels and Peter Kropotkin in HSP's Collection

(The following entry was written by Marie Jordan and Patrick Glennon.)

HSP’s collections include documents of many types. Personal letters in particular provide insight into the private lives of their authors and recipients.

For this entry, I want to look at five letters in HSP’s collection. Written between 1908 and 1912, these letters record the friendship and intellectual collaboration between Philadelphia’s Joseph Fels and the Russian Prince and political writer Peter Kropotkin.

Photograph of Joseph Fels. The photo is in black and white and shows an older, balding, Caucasian man in 3/4 profile. He is facing the viewer's right and wearing a dark suit and bowtie. Library of Congress, not under copyright.The intellectual lives of these evolved within the tumultuous evolution of political thought that defined the late 19th and early 20th centuries.

Throughout industrialization, new ideas for the organization of labor and the distribution of wealth proliferated. Densely populated cities served as the central points of production in the increasingly mechanized economies of North American and Europe. These environments inspired various macro-level political and economic systems that set the stage for the great ideological battles of the 20th century.

There were, however, other currents of thought that focused on agrarian and/or small-scale economic organizing. These models often positioned local communities front and center. Fels and Kropotkin - born on opposite sides of the world - both belonged to this latter category of progressive political and economic theory.

Fels was born in 1853. He became a philanthropist and social reformer, thanks in no small part to the formidable wealth he inherited. He was a particularly vocal proponent of the single tax movement, which advocated for a system that abolished all taxes except those based on the value of land. He funded several land reform experiments and remained an advocate for these issues until his death in 1914.

Peter Kropotkin was born into Russian royalty in 1842. He was a scientist, activist, and philosopher who ranks among the most prominent advocates for anarchism. Kropotkin’s ideal society involved small voluntary associations of self-governing communities, supported by worker-run enterprises. Much of his theory grew out of his experience pursuing scientific research in Siberia, where he saw the utility of small, tightly-knit, self-sustaining communities. After escaping imprisonment for subversive political activity, Kropotkin lived and wrote in exile from 1876 to 1917. He was able to return to Russia only after the 1917 revolution.

Both men supported the taxation plan laid out by Henry George in his 1890 essay “The Single Tax and Why We Urge It,” seeing it as a model that permitted much-needed land reform while accommodating private ownership.

These topics come up in the letters from HSP’s archives. Yet the documents provide a humanizing view into the lives of both men that expands our understanding of these important historical figures. Although not dull, these accounts are ordinary. They mention the weather and family matters. In one, Kropotkin thanks Fels for books he had sent.Photograph of Peter Kropotkin. Image shows an older, balding, Caucasian man facing the viewer. He has a flowing white beard and wears small eyeglasses, and is wearing a dark, double-breasted jacket.

One letter written by Kropotkin in 1908 reads:

All this time I have been working under high pressure. In August we have spent, we two, with my wife, four weeks in a lovely place in Suffolk, and I took advantage of the [illegible] for pushing on with my work.


One of Kropotkin’s letters from 1912 reads:

We have passed the winter without illness, and are very pleased with our stay at Brighton.  The house is quite comfortable and the winter was so mild that the lungs behaved quite satisfactorily. […] Still I have not had much to complain of, as all winter I have been working.

Though he includes fewer detail about his personal life in the one letter he wrote to Kropotkin in HSP’s collection, Fels nonetheless writes warmly, closing a letter on the Single Tax by writing:“I am glad to see the cheerful note running all through your letter.”

It is sometimes easy to forget that people from the past - especially those like Kropotkin who are survived by their writing - had daily lives to attend to in addition to matters of politics and philosophy. There is a narrative moving through the lives of Fels and Kropotkin, connecting the influences of early activities on their later writings and beliefs. They are both products of their age, formed by their experiences. These letters remind us that they also knew life’s daily victories and disappointments. They were real people, who cared about one another, each other’s happiness, and the books they sent to one another.

Letters such as these let us connect with the past in a personal way that formal writings and historical surveys cannot.


What has the concept of U.S. citizenship has been historically, and how perhaps it has seemed to change or adapt over time? This blog examines some materials in HSP, comparing and contrasting between time periods and viewing them through my perspective as an international student in Philadelphia. I’ve had some experience navigating immigration services, international travel, adapting to foreign cultures and society as well as the totally surreal experience of seeing four Starbucks outlets crammed into two blocks. Corporate America really needs its coffee.

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Cultural institutions are increasingly digitizing records in order to make them more accessible to the public. You don’t need to be a scholar, travel, or potentially damage a document or manuscript in order to study it anymore – just log in and start exploring!

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(This entry was written by HSP's Communications Intern, Julian Burgan.)

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(This is the third of three blog posts on the letters of Peter McCall Keating, a doctor with the US Army who served in France during WWI before and during the United States' involvement in the war. The blog posts were written by HSP volunteer Randi Kamine.)


 Keating’s Illnesses

Just as Keating’s activities were a precursor to the Army’s medical activities during the war, his illnesses were a precursor of what the troops would experience as active military in 1917. Keating suffered from two serious health issues during his time in France.

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(This is the second of several blog posts on the letters of Peter McCall Keating, a doctor with the US Army who served in France during WWI before and during the United States' involvement in the war. The blog posts were written by HSP volunteer Randi Kamine.)





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(This is the first of several blog posts on the letters of Peter McCall Keating, a doctor with the US Army who served in France during WWI before and during the United States' involvement in the war. The blog posts were written by HSP volunteer Randi Kamine.)


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This guest blog post is written by Sam Bocetta. Sam is currently working on his first book, and more information can be found at his homepage,

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Image is a photograph of a brown box of cards, with more cards fanned out around them. From HSP's collection, record number 14187HSP’s collection includes an unusual deck of cards. A small leather box holds 381 cards printed by Christoph Sauer, Sr. in 1744. Each card has a short bible verse written in German, with four lines of poetry written under it.

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Recently, the BBC reported that an 800-year old coffin at the Prittlewell Priory Museum in England was damaged when parents placed their small child into the coffin for a photograph.  Although repairable, the damage to the coffin is serious, and highlights the importance in paying attention to obeying barriers and other protective measures.

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(The following entry was written by Marie Jordan and Patrick Glennon.)

HSP’s collections include documents of many types. Personal letters in particular provide insight into the private lives of their authors and recipients.

For this entry, I want to look at five letters in HSP’s collection. Written between 1908 and 1912, these letters record the friendship and intellectual collaboration between Philadelphia’s Joseph Fels and the Russian Prince and political writer Peter Kropotkin.

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