Praying for it is a photograph by Barbara St Jean which was uploaded on January 16th, 2013.
Title
Praying for it
Artist
Barbara St Jean
Medium
Photograph - Photographs
Description
Old West Series - Gold Mines and Ghost Towns Photography
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Taken at Barkerville, British Columbia, Canada
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Excerpt for my Book - Under The Wire;
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Chapter one � Gold can glitter but it can�t sing
The day was July 27Th in the year of the Lord 1862.
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His mind travelled back to the other recent times he had seen death close up, too much death in too short of a time for anyone to get a good grip on. He had first heard about the gold rush a few years back, when he was still living in San Francisco with his parents. He was young and single and thought he might try his luck panning for the yellow coloured money in the gold capital of New Caledonia. The north was the lure to people of all kinds. From judges to sailors, dance-hall girls to banker, it didn't seem to matter what walk of life they came from, the want for gold and the riches and all that came along with it was a good enough reason for many to give up their lives and go north and he was no different, he had the bug and he had been one of them. New Caledonia was British Territory, north of the 49Th parallel, Canada it was called by many, backwater of the wilderness it was referred to by most others.
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by Barbara St. Jean, Saint Jean Art Gallery, Copyright Protected, All rights reserved. To purchase Prints please see my artist site; http://barbara-saint-jean.artistwebsites.com/
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January 16th, 2013
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Comments (8)
Joy McAdams
True story. Many years ago, my brother-in-law (who was a higher-up in the Baskerville Park) and was married in this historic church. The family sat in the front sideways pews at the very front of the church. I don't remember too much about the actual ceremony, but do recall that my mother-in-law, who was rather plump, sat down in the center of one of the old pews and subsequently a large creeek- was heard and the plank took a decided bow. We quickly re-shuffled and put her at the end of the pew above an end support lest our legacy be that of a broken pew. .... love the light streaming in through the window and the inclusion of the bible. L/F
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