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Title: The autobiography of a Pennsylvanian
Year: 1918 (1910s)
Authors: Pennypacker, Samuel W. (Samuel Whitaker), 1843-1916
Subjects: Pennsylvania -- Politics and government 1865-1950
Publisher: Philadelphia : John C. Winston Company
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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ed from rheumatism,which twisted her hands, but she retained her skill inneedlework and made very pretty silk pincushions. I havetwo of them and her long knit garter. My father, Isaac Anderson Pennypacker, was bornJuly 15, 1812, on the Pickering. As a youth he worked onthe farm and in the mill. He went to a country school andlearned arithmetic as far as cube root, mensuration, algebra,trigonometry and surveying. Later he was sent to BolmarsAcademy, in West Chester, and there acquired someknowledge of French and Latin. Later he studied medicinein the ofl5ce of his uncle. Dr. Isaac Anderson, and at theUniversity of Pennsylvania, from which he was graduated in1833, writing a thesis upon Sleep. He was about sixfeet in height, weighed two hundred and twenty poundsand was unusually impressive in both feature and figure.A daughter of Doctor Dorr, rector of Christ Church inPhiladelphia, told me that one of the Wetherill women toldher that once on a visit to the Wetherills, on the Perkiomen,22
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Isaac Anderson* Pennypacker, M.D. ANCESTRY she saw him come down the stairs and inquired who canthat handsome young doctor be? When it came to methis story had lasted sixty years. Everybody liked him.The women named their boy babies after him. This wasdue to a kindly disposition which led him to take an interestin all around him and to endeavor to aid them. ThomasAdamson, United States Consul to Panama, the SandwichIslands and Melbourne, Australia, told me that once whenhe was a little boy playing along Nutts Road, at theCorner Stores, my father drove by in a buggy. Seated besidehim was a dark-browed swarthy man who had come from theValley Forge. My father stopped and called: Come overhere, Thomas! The boy hung his head but went. Iwant to introduce you to Daniel Webster. Adamson saidthe incident made an impression which affected his wholecareer. My father had a gift of speech and made manypublic addresses—upon education, temperance, medicineand politics. He was ambitious. He was a c

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