Early Life and Career
Chapman was born in Holland, Massachusetts in 1832. At the age of six, Chapman and his family moved to Indiana. His father and uncle published newspapers in Terre Haute and then in Indianapolis, including Indiana State Sentinel, a pro-democratic newspaper. Chapman later studied at Marion County Seminary.
In 1847 Chapman was appointed to the U. S. Navy as a midshipman. He served on the frigates USS Cumberland and USS Constitution until 1850, when he resigned following the death of his uncle. He then had a short-lived career in the mercantile business, and afterward he studied law. Chapman was admitted to the bar in 1857. From 1854–55, he edited and published his own newspaper called the Indiana Republican. He became the assistant clerk to the U.S. House of Representatives in 1860.
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