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Bodhran : BodhránThe Bodhrán (pronounced bow-rahn) is a Celtic frame drum ranging in anywhere from 10" to 26" in diameter, the most common being in the 14" to 18" range. 3 1/2" to 8" deep, a goat skin head (others such as kangaroo, and synthetics are used as well) is tacked to one side. The other side is open ended for the left hand to be placed against the inside of the drum head to control the pitch.The drum is usually played in a seated position, held vertically on the player's knee and supported by his upper body and arm (usually on the left side, for a right handed player), with the hand resting on the inside of the skin where it is able to control the tension (and therefore the pitch) by applying varying amounts of pressure. The drum is struck with the other arm (usually the right) and is played either with the bare hand or with a lathed piece of wood called a tipper or beater. There are numerous playing styles, mostly named after the region of Ireland in which they originated. The most common is Kerry Style[?], which uses a two-headed beater. Although the bodhrán has ancient origins, it was not often used in Irish traditional music until the 1960s, when it was popularised by bands such as the Chieftans. considerable attention.
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second battle of Bull's Run and at the battle of Gettysburg.
have perished on the field had it not been for the kindness of a
provided me with every comfort. Thanks to his charity, and to the
to get about the plantation.html">plantation with the help of a stick. It was
is closely connected with my story.
Among the most assiduous of the negresses who had watched my couch
considerable authority over the others. She was exceedingly
between us that she had heard of me, and that she was grateful to
and debating whether I should rejoin Grant's army, I was surprised
cautiously around to see.html">see that we were alone, she fumbled in the
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"Massa," she said, bending down and croaking the words into my ear,
Murray's plantation."
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cure you."
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rhapsodies in which negroes indulge. "But, massa, me have one
across the Jordan. That one thing very precious, more precious and
woman, have this because my people.html">people, very great people, 'spose they
as black.html">black folk could. My fader give it me, and his fader give it
relation, nobody. All round I see black man.html">man very bad man. Black
say, Here is Massa Jephson who write books and fight for coloured
man, and nebber can know what it mean or where it came from." Here
flattish black stone with a hole through the middle of it. "Here,
nebber come from anything good. Keep it safe--nebber lose it!" and
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