Speaking of his attendance at a sermon by the Reverend Whitefield.
He had a loud and clear voice, and articulated his words and sentences so perfectly, that he might be heard and understood at a great distance, especially as his auditories, however numerous, observ’d the most exact silence. He preach’d one evening from the top of the Court-house steps, which are in the middle of Market-street, and on the west side of Second-street, which crosses it at right angles.
Both streets were fill’d with his hearers to a considerable distance. Being among the hindmost in Market-street, I had the curiosity to learn how far he could be heard, by retiring backwards down the street towards the river; and I found his voice distinct till I came near Front-street, when some noise in that street obscur’d it. Imagining then a semi-circle, of which my distance should be the radius, and that it were fill’d with auditors, to each of whom I allow’d two square feet, I computed that he might well be heard by more than thirty thousand. This reconcil’d me to the newspaper accounts of his having preach’d to twenty-five thousand people in the fields, and to the antient histories of generals haranguing whole armies, of which I had sometimes doubted.
My favourite types of blog posts are not those that argue or pursuade or even inform, but those that share discovery. Someone comes across a problem, thinks about it and shares that process with us. It’s at the core of science, and ultimately the source of peer review – the original peer reviewers in the early scientific community were also the intended audience.
Franklin’s ponderings are of a sort ideal for blogs. A man before his time.