{"1": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3558", "width": "2210", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0001.jp2"}, "2": {"fulltext": "1^ .^,^i!?4l^ vj^\\n.0\\n^Vo\\n%l", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0002.jp2"}, "3": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0003.jp2"}, "4": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0004.jp2"}, "5": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0005.jp2"}, "6": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0006.jp2"}, "7": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0007.jp2"}, "8": {"fulltext": "._i-^^V\\nf\\\\u^^KA,yvii^\\ni^C^C^^J^,", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0008.jp2"}, "9": {"fulltext": "SIXTY YEARS IN CONCORD\\nAND ELSEWHERE.\\nPERSONAL RECOLLECTIONS\\nHENKY McFAELAND.\\n1 S3 1-1891,\\nPRIVATELY PRINTED.\\nCONCORD, X. H.\\n1899.", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0009.jp2"}, "10": {"fulltext": "XWO COPIES jRECElVEn,\\ntliirtpy of congi*ot%\\nOffice 9f the\\nFEB 2 3 1900\\nKegttttr of Copyrl^ht^\\n54398\\nTHE RUMFORD PRESS,\\nCONCORD, N. H.\\nSciC JUD GOk^V,\\nCopj-right, 1899, by Henry McFarland.", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0010.jp2"}, "11": {"fulltext": "TO MY WIFE,\\nM4RY FRANCES CARTER,\\nTHIS NAHRATIVE IS AFFECTIONATEI-Y\\nINSCKIBED.", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0011.jp2"}, "12": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0012.jp2"}, "13": {"fulltext": "SIXTY YEARS IN CONCORD AND\\nELSEWHERE.\\nI.\\nConcord, New Hampshire, is a town to\\nwhich almost everybody, sooner or Liter,\\ncomes. Here have been the Marquis de\\nLafa3^ette, Count Rumford, Daniel Webster,\\nJames Monroe, S. F. B. Morse, John Tyler,\\nOliver Wendell Holmes, Ralph Waldo Emer-\\nson, Nathaniel Parker Willis, John Pierpont,\\nAndrew Jackson, James K. Polk, Winfield\\nScott, Rufus Choate, Abraham Lincoln, Sal-\\nmon P. Chase, Henry Ward Beecher, John\\nG. Whittier, Sam Houston, Horace Greelej^\\nAdelina Patti, Anna Bishop, William War-\\nren, Adelaide Phillips, Teresa Parodi, Edwin\\nBootli, Joseph Jefferson, Levi P. Morton,\\nCapt. James West, of the once famous Col-\\nlins steamship Atlantic, Robert Bochsa,\\nfirst harp-player at private concerts of the\\nEmperor Napoleon, Ulysses S. Grant, Will-\\niam T. Sherman, Philip H. Sheridan, Ed-\\nward Everett, Jefferson Davis, Theodore L.", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0013.jp2"}, "14": {"fulltext": "6 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nCuyler, Rutherford B. Hayes, Bayard Taylor,\\nBenjamin Harrison, Madame Salm-Salm, and\\nothers famous in various ways, of whom\\nthose above named are conspicuous examples.\\nI have thought that a man might take a\\nstand on Main street, and by patient waiting\\nbe sure to see pass by any noted person whom\\nhe sought.\\nSucli a broad, hospital)le town as this is a\\ngood one in which to be born, broad in ter-\\nritory, broad enough in opportunities. I in-\\ntend to relate my experience and reminis-\\ncences of the place, and the narrative may in-\\nclude other topics not too remote from the\\nmain purpose. There will be family and\\npersonal biography, too much perliaps, and\\nany reader with a critical turn of mind may\\nas well pause here at the threshold and turn\\nhis steps away.\\nMy parents, Asa McFarland and Clarissa\\nJane Cliase, were married at Meredith Bridge,\\nnow Laconia, by Rev. Daniel Lancaster, pas-\\ntor of the Congregational church in Gilman-\\nton. After the wedding, they drove in a\\nchaise to their home in Concord, being es-\\ncorted a part of the way by young friends\\ndriving in similar carriages, the chaise being\\ntlie fashionable vehicle of that day. I am\\nthe eldest child of those parents, born July", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0014.jp2"}, "15": {"fulltext": "Personal ReeoUeetions. 1\\n10, 1831 and perhaps a less sturdy infant\\nnever surprised its nurses by living.\\nMy father was the eldest son of Rev. Asa\\nMcFarland, third pastor of the First Congre-\\ngational church in Concord, who served the\\nparish, or rather the town, that being the\\nday of the established church, with ability\\nand irreproachable industry from 1798 to\\n1821. The text of my grandfather s first\\nsermon after his ordination was from Job\\nxxxiii 6, and the sermon was preached on\\nMarch 11, 1798. In it is found the follow-\\ning sentence: I do not promise myself a\\ngreat share of repose in the business which\\nI have undertaken. The church records\\nbear the names of four hundred and twenty-\\neight persons added during this ministry.\\nMy mother was the youngest of five daugh-\\nters of James Chase, of Gilford, the bounda-\\nries of which town included a part of what\\nwas the village of Meredith Bridge.\\nMy father s mother, Elizabetli Kneeland, a\\nthird wife, was born in Boston, March 19,\\n1780 she was the only daughter of Barthol-\\nomew and Susanna Sewall Kneeland. Her\\nmother was of the Sewalls of York, Maine,\\na family which has a record in the annals of\\njurisprudence. Her father was a merchant\\nof Boston, who resided at tlie time of lier", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0015.jp2"}, "16": {"fulltext": "8 Sixty Years in Co7icord.\\nbirth at or near the northerly corner of\\nWashington and School sti eets. As the wife\\nof a countiy clergyman, her life abounded in\\ngood works and alms-deeds, as her memoir\\nby Rev. Nathaniel Bouton (1839) relates,\\nand she died, as did her husband, at the age\\nof fifty-eight years, he on Feb. 18, 1827, and\\nshe on Nov. 9, 1838.\\nThere is in existence an inventory of the\\nestate left by ny reverend grandfather, which\\nfixes its valuation at $15,239.13. There was\\nconsiderable real estate, town lands, and a\\nfarm on the river road to Penacook. He was\\nthe son of a farmer, and was alwa3 s inter-\\nested in agriculture. As miicli as the above\\nmentioned valuation may have come to him\\nas his wife s inheritance from her father s\\nestate. Their private income must have\\nbeen their chief pecuniary resource for his\\nannual salary was but $350, and to the pay-\\nment of this, meagre as it now seems, there\\nwere at the outset of his ministry twenty-two\\ndissentei S, probably heads of families, who\\nwere appalled by the munificence of the\\nliving. He had, however, tlie use of cer-\\ntain parsonage lands, and in 1820 his minis-\\nterial income was increased by an agreement\\nmade by earnest parish friends to pay an-\\nnually the sum of |!l54.43 in addition to the", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0016.jp2"}, "17": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 9\\nregular salaiy. A copy of this agreement is\\nill existence, and it is an interesting paper.\\nOn it are one hundred and eighteen names.\\nThe hirgest single subscription is that of\\nThomas W. Thompson, ten dollars and the\\nsmallest ones are fifty cents each. There\\nare pledges of curious amounts, such as f 1.13\\nand f 1.15, a fact which might be taken to\\nindicate care and exactness, or the impor-\\ntance of small sums of money in those days\\nbut the most probable explanation is, that\\nthese subscriptions had some relation in the\\ngiver s mind to the personal tax which he had\\ntheretofore paid for the support of public\\nworship.\\nM}^ grandfather found opportunity to\\nwrite, in 1806, one year after a Unitarian was\\nappointed professor of divinity in Harvard\\ncollege, a volume of two liundred and\\nseventy-four pages, entitled An Historical\\nVicAV of Heresies and Vindication of the\\nPrimitive Faith. This book was issued\\nfrom the press of George Hough, sold at\\nhis bookstore in Concord, and at tlie book-\\nstore of Thomas Whipple, Newburyport.\\nA few copies still exist. He served at times\\nas chaplain at the prison, and as a member of\\nthe town school committee. He was a trus-\\ntee of Dartmouth college for a considerable", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0017.jp2"}, "18": {"fulltext": "10 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nperiod, which included those critical years in\\nits history, 1816- 19, and became involved\\nin the great controversy of that time for its\\ncontrol. All that I have seen of what lie had\\nto say in tlie newspapers, on behalf of the\\ntrustees, he said in a dignified way, and signed\\nhis name thereto, like a man, while the writ-\\nings of his opponents were put forth under\\neditorial impersonality, or in various anony-\\nmous forms. He must have enjoyed the cel-\\nebrated success which the cause gained in\\nthe United States court. He also performed\\nsome missionary services as far away as the\\nPequaket countrv, around Conway and Frye-\\nburg, and was there during the sudden illness\\nand death of his second wife (Nancy Dwight,\\nof Belcherto wn, Mass.). It appears that he\\nleft her in health, and returned to learn that\\nshe was in her grave, within three months\\nafter marriage, her burial having been lis-\\ntened b}^ dread of the malignant fever which\\ncarried her off. He passed away himself at\\nan asfe below the averao^e of his ancestors.\\nIt is not inappropriate to apply to him these\\nlines from Goldsmith s Deserted Village\\nBut in his duty prompt at every call,\\nHe watched and wept, he prayed and felt, for all;\\nAnd, as a bird each fond endearment tries\\nTo tempt its new-Hedo^ed offsprin*^: to the skies,\\nHe tried each art, reproved each dull delay,\\nAllured to brighter worlds, and led the way.", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0018.jp2"}, "19": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 11\\nMy mother s mother was Nancy Aveiy, a\\nnative of Deerfield, of what Carlyle calls the\\nfairest descent that of the pious, the just,\\nand wise, a Christian of the utmost gentle-\\nness and grace, wliom tlie little folks of our\\ncousiilry loved the more because she shared\\nour delight when Ave came^ in shouting from\\nGilford meadows, bringing pails of berries or\\nbaskets of trout. She died in 1854, ao-ed 81\\nyears.\\nMy father took no care about affairs of\\nancestry. It appears that he was a descend-\\nant in the fourth generation from Daniel\\nMcFarland, wlio, with a son twenty-eight\\nyears old, came to this country in 1718 from\\nthe province of Ulster, Ireland, whither he\\nor his ancestors had gone from Argyleshire,\\nwhich lies opposite Ulster, across the chan-\\nnel in Scotland. Daniel settled in Worces-\\nter, Mass., and his homestead (500 Pleasant\\nstreet) remains in possession of his descend-\\nants. A considerable number of Scotch\\nPresbyterian colonists at that time took up\\nhomes in Worcester, and were not received\\nkindly by their Congregational neighbors.\\nThey attempted to build a church in 1740,\\nbut it was pulled down in the night by mili-\\ntant adherents of the rival church. Not long\\nafterward the McFarlands became Congrega-\\ntionalists themselves.", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0019.jp2"}, "20": {"fulltext": "12 SLrfi/ Years in Concord.\\nIn the mother country the Mcfarlanes\\ndwelt about Loch Sloy and Loch Lomond.\\nArrochar was the home of the chief of the\\nclan, and the old site of his castle is now\\noccupied by a hotel. In the summer of 1889\\nmy brother visited some of the Mcfarlanes\\nliving in a humble way near Loch Lomond,\\non the estate of the Duke of Montrose. Sir\\nWalter Scott mentions the clan, and says\\nthe moon was called in their vicinity Mac-\\nfarlane s lantern. Bailie Nicol Jarvie in\\nRob Roy claims kinship with them, and\\nthrough them with the Macgregors. The}^\\nwere predatory and warlike folk, whose battle\\ncry was Loch Sloy, and their love of home\\nand mountain, lake, river, and woodland, is\\ndeeply ingrained in their posterity. In\\nAmerica they are widely scattered. There\\nis McFarland s mountain at Mount Desert,\\nMcFarland s gap on the Chickamauga battle-\\nfield, and McFarland s station on a railroad\\nin Kansas.\\nOur family homestead in Concord, built\\nin 1799, now numbered 196 North Main\\nstreet, was as comfortable as were the dwell-\\nmgs of our neighbors, though the parental\\nresources were limited. There was in my\\nearly youth a carpet for only the best room\\nl)ut there was solid silverware, beautiful", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0020.jp2"}, "21": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 13\\ntable-linen, and stately mahogany furniture\\nof the Chippendale period, brought from\\nBoston by my grandmother. The front hall\\nwas plainly furnislied, and its clear white-\\npine finish had never been painted. There\\nwere no draperies for the windows, but their\\nplace was supplied by sliding solid wooden\\nshutters from places of concealment in the\\ncasings, while candles or whale-oil lamps\\nshed dim* liglit on the interior. The lamps\\nwere of most primitive description, until\\nthere came one called the astral, which\\ncaused as much contentment as did the\\neventual introduction of coal gas. There\\nwere a few pictures, among them one of Mar-\\ncus Curtius riding a white liorse into the gulf\\nof the forum to save Rome but little people\\ngot greater satisfaction from the winter frost-\\nwork on the windows, where were etchings\\nof ferns, trees, and fairy castles. The porce-\\nlain tableware was decorated in blue, and\\nbore tlie imprint of Porter Rolfe, local\\ndealers, wlio imported it from Staffordshire\\npotteries, Burslem, the home of Josiah\\nWedgwood, being the exact place of its\\nproduction.\\nIn summer our Concord streets were hot\\nand dusty, but were never sprinkled arti-\\nficially; flies and mosquitoes were numer-", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0021.jp2"}, "22": {"fulltext": "14 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nous, but there were no window-screens.\\nThere was neither ice nor abundant soft\\nwater for domestic uses, and in winter no\\nhome was warmed in all its needful apart-\\nments. The young people of that time\\ncould sleep in chambers of almost arctic tem-\\nperature, bathe in water where ice was form-\\ning, and go clown to breakfast with no doubt-\\nful appetite, although in early March morn-\\nings they might be required to swallow a\\ndoleful mixture of sulphur and molasses,\\nwhich was deemed an excellent spring tonic\\nand in common use.\\nAs to the matter of dress, boys were not\\nso very carefully clothed then, being pro-\\nvided with neither woolen underwear, over-\\ncoats, nor overshoes for out-door use the}\\nhad long boots, mufflers, caps of hair seal-\\nskin, and mittens.\\nHowever cold it might be elsewhere, there\\nwas gladness and cheer in the kitchen,\\naround the broad open fireplace. Care was\\ntaken to keep live coals over nig-ht, and at\\nthe home of one of the neiglibors, Mr. John\\nOdlin s, fire did not expire on the hearth for\\ntwenty-two years. The implements of cook-\\ner}^ were few and simple. On a stout iron\\ncrane the Dutch oven hung, glowing embers\\nbeneath it, and hot coals on its lid. For", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0022.jp2"}, "23": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 15\\nlarofer imdertakinf^-.s there was the tin-kitchen\\non the hearth. This was for roasting by\\nexposure to the direct and reflected heat\\nfrom the open fire, while the oven did the\\nbaking, and each produced results which\\nwere eminently satisfactory to youthful\\nexpectations. My own memory is partial to\\nthe fire-cake, wliich was cooked on a sheet of\\nflat tin turned up to confront the fire at an\\nangle of fifty degrees, and browned to a\\ntempting shade. It must have absorbed\\nsome sweetness from the maple logs on the\\nfii e.\\nWhen fuel became more costly, the cheeiy\\nfireplaces were closed with bricks, the rotary\\ncooking stove came into use, and the most\\npicturesque features departed from tlie\\nkitchen. I once heard Henry L. Hallett,\\nof Boston, sa}^ that a fire on the hearth was\\nbetter tlian a grand painting on the wall.\\nThe rotary stove is mentioned because that\\nwas the first cooking-stove I ever saw. It\\nwas sold in Concord by William Gault, and\\nwidely advertised. Its top was made to\\nrevolve, like a turntable for locomotives, by\\nthe use of a short lever, and the cooking-\\ndishes were tlius brought one after another\\nover the hottest portion of the fire. Gradu-\\nally otlier fireplaces in the house were closed,", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0023.jp2"}, "24": {"fulltext": "16 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nand air-tight iron orsoapstone stoves came\\nto occupy grav^e places in the living-rooms.\\nSuch have liad their day, and open fires have\\nreturned to my old home as well as to many\\nothers. In an old house, long the dwelling\\nof a neighbor s family, once the residence of\\nRev. Israel Evans, my grandfather s prede-\\ncessor in the North Church pulpit, it has\\nbeen found that the bricks in its chimneys\\nwere so saturated with creosote from forty\\nyears use of air-tight wood-burning stoves,\\nthat a disagreeable and ineradicable odor\\npervaded all its interior.\\nThere were three children beside myself,\\nall reared in the old-fashioned method, by\\ngood example and plenty of precept. Being\\nthe eldest, I got, as is usual, rather more\\nthan an average share of the training and\\nup-bringing. My mother was a religious\\nwoman, and drilled us with careful diligence\\nin the Westminster catecliism and Sunday-\\nscliool lessons.\\nThe children of that period were given\\nBible reading as a stint. A chapter must be\\nread every ijiorning before play began. In\\nat least one neighboring family, ex-Gover-\\nnor David L. Morril s, Fast and Thanksgiv-\\ning days were observed as strictly as was the\\nPuritan Sabbath. There was generally less", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0024.jp2"}, "25": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0025.jp2"}, "26": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0026.jp2"}, "27": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 17\\ncheerfulness and good humor than now pre-\\nvails among elderly people. This may be\\nascribed to the fact that life was a more\\nserious business then, the fruits of toil were\\nless, there were fewer amusements and fewer\\nbooks, political differences were more bitter,\\nand the tone of preaching was more severe,\\nless helpful and less hopeful.\\nMy earliest church-going was to the Old\\nNorth, which stood where is now the Walker\\nscliool-liouse. Tlie exterior and interior of\\nthat edifice are imprinted on my memory, the\\nespecial interior features being tlie sounding-\\nboard of wonderful appearance, and tlie pcAV\\nof Dr. Peter Renton, upholstered and tas-\\nselled with red, in the east gallery. A winter\\nmorning ride to that church in Mr. Samuel\\nHerbert s large sleigh, with my grandmother\\nand others, when a considerable number of\\nfootstoves were taken alono- with live coals\\ntherein, is fixed in my recollection. Mr.\\nHerbert lived in a house still standino^ at the\\ncorner of Main and Ferry streets, built in\\n1765 by his fatlier, who was a soldier at Ben-\\nnington. The horses wliich he turned out\\nseemed very fleet, the sleigh-bells rung clear\\nin the frosty air, and the driver vigorously\\ncracked his whip. No small boy would ever\\nforget such a dash through the snow-drifts.", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0027.jp2"}, "28": {"fulltext": "18 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nThe old North bell, which rung so invitingl}-\\non Sunday nioinings, had tlien three dail}\\nweek-day ringings, at seven in the morning,\\nat noon, and at nine in the evening, -the lat-\\nter being a tradition of the English Curfew,\\nwhich dates back to William the Conqueror.\\nJust when those bells ceased to be rung- I\\ncannot say, but probably about 1851.\\nIn the Old Xorth choir, with the viols, vio-\\nlins, and clarionet, Mr. George Wood was\\nthe chief singer, liis voice being a tenor of\\nsweetness and average strength. He enjoyed\\nsinging a solo, and however delightful the\\nsong might be, his facial expression was rather\\nalarming to youthful vision. There was a\\ngreat beam which ran across the ceiling at a\\nconvenient distance from the gallery, and Mr.\\nWood always fixed his eyes on that beam\\nwhen he lifted his voice to the higher notes.\\nThis habit puzzled me, until I reached the\\nconclusion that the beam was in some myste-\\nrious way a necessary mental adjunct to the\\nsinging a sort of spiritual lift, enabling\\nhim to gain more easily the upper chambers\\nof song.\\nThe lij^mns sung were from Watts and\\nSelect. At the evening service in the town\\nhall Village Hymns was nsed.\\nNo more need be related here about the", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0028.jp2"}, "29": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 19\\nold church, because it has often been de-\\nscribed, to some extent by ray father in his\\nOutline of Biography and Recollection,\\nprinted in 1880, and again by Mr. Joseph B.\\nWalker in his History of Our Four Meeting-\\nHouses, printed in 1881. There are remain-\\ning in New Hampsliire some better examples\\nof colonial architecture than the Old North\\nchurch, but it was more dignified and im-\\npressive than many modern religious edifices,\\nand would compare with the school-house\\nthat stands in its place as does a rug of\\nDamascus with a crazy-quilt.\\nThe Sunday outfit of an elderly gentleman\\nof that time was a rather wonderful sight.\\nA dress coat was a thino^ Avhich lasted for\\nyears, and through all stress and vicissitudes\\nwas called the best coat. Made usually\\nrather narrow for the wearer, its skirts were\\nlong, and the collar had aspirations toward\\nthe top of the owner s head. In the course\\nof years this lofty collar became rather un-\\nsightly and unclean. A bell-topped beaver\\nhat, bought perhaps for liis wedding, set off\\nhis dome of thought. His stock was neither a\\nthing of beauty nor a joy forever: sometimes\\nmade of leather, always stiff and wide, it\\nmust have been a continual torment. It was\\na serious affair to be arrayed like one of these", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0029.jp2"}, "30": {"fulltext": "20 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nbut in partial offset, it should be stated that\\nit was not considered bad form to sit in\\none s shirtsleeves at church if the weather\\nwas oppressively warm.\\nThe Old North pulpit seems not always\\nto have been devoted to doctrinal preaching.\\nThe Concord Gazette of Aug. 2, 1806, con-\\ntained the following advertisement\\nThe Rev. Mr. McFarhmd s sermon,\\npreached the next Sabbatli after tlie late\\ntotal eclipse of the sun, is just publislied,\\nand ready for subscribers, and for sale by\\nGeorge Hough, at the Concord Bookstore.\\nThe vestibule of the old church contained\\nan object of worldly interest, to wit, a bulle-\\ntin-board, on which, in fulfilment of law, the\\ntown clerk posted notices like the following\\nConcord, January 4, 1837.\\nMr. Joseph Bagstock, of Concord, and\\nMiss Clementina Fletcher, of Hopkinton, in-\\ntend marriage.\\nJacob C. Carter, Town Clerk.\\nThere was sometimes a considerable list of\\nthese fascinating announcements, to be read\\nby the most devout people before entering\\nchurch.\\nIn February, 1837, my mother removed her\\nchurch relation to the South Congregational", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0030.jp2"}, "31": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 21\\ncliurcli, just then organized, and she is now\\n(1891) one of only two original remaining\\nmembers. My father joined the same church\\nin September, 1842.\\nAbont that time there were many isms in\\nthe air. Anti-slavery societies were numer-\\nous and aggressive, and the argumentative\\nleaders in that movement were denouncing\\nthe churches for timidity and inaction in\\nrespect to the liolding of slaves in our South-\\nern states. Some of them renounced the\\nBible as a Jewish impediment to progress\\nmany withdrew from the churches, or Avere\\ndriven out as disturbers. There were also\\nvegetarians, non-resistants, mesmerists, and\\nwhat were called transcendentalists. When\\nthese notions took hold of people, tlie earlier\\nsymptoms were with men long hair, and with\\nwomen short hair and a propensity to carry\\nknitting-work to church. Two of tliese local\\ndoctrinaires, John B. Chandler and Maria\\nChurch, contracted marriage, the ceremony\\nconsisting merely of a mutual declaration,\\nmade in the presence of witnesses, at the\\nbreakfast-table. This was to cause notoriety,\\nand to escape obligation to priests, as they\\nstyled tlie grave and reverend clergy. This\\nevent caused considerable local stir, and\\nfound mention in a book entitled Items on", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0031.jp2"}, "32": {"fulltext": "22 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nTravel, Anecdote and Popular Errors, which\\nwas published in Quebec in 1855. These\\nfolk, or some of the noisiest of them, became\\nknown as Come-Outers. Stephen S.\\nFoster, of the neiofliborincr town of Canter-\\nbury, was one of the most radical shouters\\nagainst what he called a hireling priesthood,\\nand it became his custom to go about inter-\\nrupting church services. He visited the\\nSouth church, at that time (September, 1841)\\non the southwest corner of Main and Pleas-\\nant streets. He came to the moriiing service,\\nand took a seat near the pulpit, at the\\npreacher s right. After the preliminary ex-\\nercises, the pastor. Rev. Daniel James Noyes,\\narose to begin his sermon, but Mr. Foster\\nstood up and began an address in regard to\\nnegro slavery. He was requested not to in-\\nterrupt the usual services, but continued to\\nspeak. The organist. Dr. William D. Buck,\\noverwhelmed his words Avith the notes of the\\norofan, and he seemed to be disconcerted, but\\nkept his feet with a half audible remark\\nabout drowning his voice. He was conducted\\nto the door, in a rather dignified w^ay, by two\\npersons, one of whom was Col. Josiah Stevens,\\nat that time secretary of state for New Hamp-\\nshire. In the afternoon Mr. Foster came\\nagain, and began his address as soon as the", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0032.jp2"}, "33": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 23\\ncongregation was seated, but was put out\\nwith less dignity and more promptitude than\\nbefore. I was rather frightened, but remem-\\nber the buzz made b} his feet as he held\\ntliem non-resistingly togetlier, and was\\nslid along the central aisle toward the door\\nin the grip of a stout teamster and tlie church\\nsexton. No unnecessary force was used and\\nno personal harm inflicted, that I could see,\\nbut the next issue of the Herald of Freedom\\nmade the most of the opportunity. There\\nwas also a trial before a justi(;e, and a fine\\ninflicted, whicli bystanders paid. At this\\ntrial Mr. Foster, in some remarks, likened tlie\\nscene before him to that ancient court in\\nJerusalem when Pontius Pilate sat on the\\nbench. Tlie justice, Mr. Stephen C. Badger,\\nreminded him that there was a less worthy\\nrespondent present on this occasion, whereat\\nFoster retorted that the judge of the tribunal\\nwas very different too, perhaps not so im-\\nperial, but surely a more kindly and consci-\\nentious personage than the Roman governor.\\nIt would have been wiser, perhaps, if the\\nregular morning service at the church had\\nbeen suspended and Mr. Foster given a pa-\\ntient hearing but I suppose there was not\\nsufficient willingness to listen to the author\\nof a work called The Brotherhood of", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0033.jp2"}, "34": {"fulltext": "24 Sixti/ Years in Concord.\\nThieves, a True Picture of the American\\nChurch and Clergy.\\nIt is rather queer that when the question\\nof freeing slaves came in 1861 to be a strife\\nof arras, not one of these professional aboli-\\ntionists, old or young, put a gun on his\\nshoulder and went to the war. None of the\\nOld Guard of New Hampshire, as they\\nhave since called themselves, put their lives\\nin peril by taking the field. They appear to\\nhave been men of talk, but not of action.\\nThe world is rather more fond of men, and\\nthe memory of men, who do something beside\\ntalk.", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0034.jp2"}, "35": {"fulltext": "IT.\\nIf we were set back to about the year 1840\\nthere wouki be found a state of industrial\\nand business affairs singuhirly unlike that\\nnow prevailing. Jt would not be so easy for\\nany person to accumulate anoney. A Con-\\ncord citizen, of that class called men of\\nproperty and standing, who has lived com-\\nfortabh but without ostentation, has kept\\nfor many years a careful account of his an-\\nnual income. Because it Avill give an idea\\nof local resources during the earlier period\\nof these recollections, he permits me to give\\nthe following net results of his labor and\\ncapital for ten years prior to 1849, wlien he\\nwas in trade on Main street\\n1839,\\n$203.11\\n1844,\\n1 427.24\\n1840,\\n584.50\\n1845,\\n1,231.01\\n1841,\\n568.60\\n1846,\\n1,591.28\\n1842,\\n396.76\\n1847,\\n2,410.15\\n1843,\\n657.73\\n1848.\\n1,146.18\\nan average for the first five years of onl}^\\n$482.14.\\nIn 1840 there were few railroads, no elec-\\ntric telegraphs, and of course no telephones.", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0035.jp2"}, "36": {"fulltext": "26 Sixty Years iyi Concord.\\nThe first free bridge across the Merrimack\\nhad just been built here in 1839. It was a\\nrather hard day s journey from Concord to\\nthe sea-coast. The national debt was no\\nmore than ten million dollars. Indiana and\\nIllinois were frontier settlements. Postage\\non a half ounce letter to those remote regions\\nwas twenty-five cents for an ounce, one dol-\\nlar. Boston had less than three times the\\npresent population of our city of Manches-\\nter, and Manchester itself was about equal to\\nEast Concord. There were but twenty -six\\nstates in the Union, and there were two and\\na half millions of slaves. The Dake de\\nJoinville, with the sailing frigate Belle\\nPoule, was bearing the remains of Napoleon\\nBonaparte from St. Helena to France. Wash-\\nington Irving and James Fenimore Cooper\\nwere living people. There were not more\\nthan two ocean steamships sailing regularly\\nout of the port of New York. There was\\none stationary steam engine in Concord, and\\nthat was regarded by strangers who ventured\\nnear it as an awe-compelling sight. One of\\nour townsmen who boasted of smoking cigars\\nwhich cost thirty dollars a thousand was\\ndeemed a great prodigal, like Lucullus. Not\\nmore than twent} daily ncAVspapers were\\ntaken in the whole town. Paris fashions", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0036.jp2"}, "37": {"fulltext": "Persoiial Recollections. 27\\ncame but slowly, and there was as little public\\nattention to sanitary rules as to the laws of\\nthe Medes and Persians.\\nThe central precinct of the town was but\\na picturesque village.* The air of colonial\\ndays was still upon it. There were at least\\nthree houses on Main street which had been\\nfrontier garrisons. One colored woman was\\nliving who had been a slave here in her youth,\\nand appears to have been recorded as such in\\nthe census of 1840, Nancy, born about 1766,\\nwho died in the family of Mr. Samuel Her-\\nbert in 1845. If the town lias since gained\\nmuch, as it assuredly has, in convenience,\\nresources, and stateliness, something rather\\ndelightful of repose, simplicity, and tradition\\nhas gone away.\\nIn that day most of the dwellings were\\nscattered along Main, State, Green, and Spring\\nstreets, then recently named (1834), and\\nthoroughfares connecting these four. The\\nregion about South street was almost terra\\nincognita. Common talk was that Sampson\\nBullard s residence on that avenue, now the\\nhome of Mrs. Alonzo Downing, might as well\\n*In 1832 Lieut. E. T. Coke, of the Forty-fifth Regiment,\\nBritish army, traveled through the United States and Can-\\nada, and wrote afterward A Subaltern s Furlough. He\\nsaid, Nowhere did I see such beautiful villages as in New\\nEngland, of which Concord in New Hampshire, Worcester,\\nand Northampton rank preeminent.", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0037.jp2"}, "38": {"fulltext": "28 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nbe in Bow. Tliere were no such streets as\\nCapitol, Court, Chapel, and Pitman.\\nThe State-house park was flanked along its\\nsouthern border by primitive but populous\\nand very noisy stables, particularly on Inau-\\nguration Day. Among them was a black-\\nsmith s shop, where Bradbur}^ Gill struck\\nmighty blows on the anvil. The Merrimack\\nCounty Bank and the New Hampshire Sav-\\nino^s Bank, as well as- the law offices of\\nFranklin Pierce and Asa Fowler, were in the\\nbuilding now occupied by the New Hamp-\\nshire Historical Society. Franklin Pierce\\ndwelt on Montgomery street. General Joseph\\nLow, whose gilt-headed cane and confident\\nmanner caused the boys to regard him as the\\nCroesus of the town, had a pleasant house\\nwith a deep front yard where Rum ford block\\nnoAV stands. At his death, in 1859, his estate\\nwas valued at about. $30,000 a considerable\\nfortune when few persons had more. Nearly\\nopposite, on the corners of School street, in\\na quiet atmosphere, were the homes of his\\nbrother William and Deacon Benjamin\\nDamon. Mr. Peter Smith could be seen in\\nthe streets in the capacity of town crier.\\nThe residence of the governor of New Hamp-\\nshire had recently been where is now the\\nGovernor Hill building. On Warren street.", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0038.jp2"}, "39": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 29\\nopposite the site of our Central Fire Station,\\nwere an iron foundry and a tanyaid. Some\\nstores in good situations on Main street were\\nmere wooden shanties, one story high, gable\\nto the street, boarded up broadly in front as\\nhigh as the ridgepole to give them two-\\nstory pretensions. They were like the struc-\\ntures to be seen around railroad stations in\\nthree-weeks-old Colorado and Nevada towns,\\nemblazoned Palace Saloon, El Dorado,\\nDelmonico House, etc. There were but\\ntwo brick buildings of any consequence on\\nMain street down town, Stickney s and\\nLow s. There was nothing built on the low-\\nland east of Main street but a distillery and\\ntwo slaughter-houses. Political meetings\\n(many), secular lectures (occasional), and\\nsocial gatherings of the larger sort (few)\\nw^ere in Grecian hall connected with the\\nEagle hotel, Stickney s hall at Stickney s\\ntavern, or in Washington hall, an annex to\\nthe Washington tavern at the North End.\\nThe near coming of railroads was thouglit in\\ninfluential quarters to so threaten private\\nrights that committees of vigilance were pro-\\nposed to devise ways to curb their charters\\nand restrain their dreaded depredations for\\nright of way. Pecker Lang s store at the\\nNortli End, corner of ]\\\\Iain and Franklin", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0039.jp2"}, "40": {"fulltext": "30 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nstreets, was as prosperous as any other, and\\nanything could be found there from a paper\\nof pins to a hogshead of mohisses. Luther\\nRoby was printing stacks of quarto Bibles in\\nthe brick building still standing, No. 256-\\n262 North Main street, and meditating on\\nschemes like the sugar trust, copper syndi-\\ncate, and Standard Oil Company of to-day.\\nHis monopolies were to be in wafer seals and\\nwhale oil, if I remember aright. Knives and\\nlocks were then made at Millville, shoe\\nlasts at Fush Market, potter}^ on the\\nHopkinton road, hammers and shovels at the\\nstate prison, silver spoons and friction\\nmatches, as well as drums and churns, in\\nsmoky hollow.\\nTwo clear, swift l)rooks crossed Main\\nstreet, carried below its surface in culverts,\\none (called West s) at the foot of Chapel\\nstreet, and the other near the foot of Mont-\\ngomery street. One had its source west of\\nthe old prison, and the otlier on the present\\ncity hall grounds. Both met on the inter-\\nvale, and flowed to the Merrimack in a\\nstream copious enough to support nnmerous\\nfrogs, schools of minnows large enough for\\npickerel bait, and an occasional bigger fish.\\nTwo of my comrades declared they saw a\\ntrout further up West s brook than the pres-", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0040.jp2"}, "41": {"fulltext": "Personal Heeolleetions. 31\\neiit site of Mead, Mason Co. s steam mill.\\nFrom the east windows of onr homestead\\nthere might often be seen, in the springtime\\nevenings, the bright flames of torches flitting\\nabout on the river, l)orne in the bows of\\nboats the occupants of which were engaged\\nin taking fish with spears of man}^ prongs.\\nThere were in this seven-mile-square town\\nless than five thousand inhabitants, and those\\nwere not altogether prosperous. The times\\nhad been out of joint. A speculation in\\nMaine lands, which culminated in 1837, had\\nbrought trouble in its train. This specula-\\ntion was the -Atchison, the Delphos,\\nor the western mortgage of that period.\\nNo railroad had reached Concord, but the\\nhighways were fretted by a large traflic in\\nteams and stage-coaches. It was an inspir-\\ning sight to see the four- and six-horse\\ncoaches depart in a long line for the north,\\nto Burlington (two days away), Hanover,\\nHaverhill, Bradford, Vt., Conway, Clare-\\nmont, and intermediate towns. The adver-\\ntisement of one of the Boston lines cautioned\\nits friends not to buy tickets of B. P. Cheney,\\nthen of 11 Elm street in that city, since one\\nof Boston s wealthiest citizens. The stage-\\ncoachmen were an important set of people,\\nwhose favor was sought. Every winter they", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0041.jp2"}, "42": {"fulltext": "32 Sixty Years in Concord.\\ngave a coachmen s ball, one of the societ}^\\nevents of the region, and it is said that peo-\\nple sometimes attended to whom Macaulay s\\ncharacterization of Lucy Walters might ap-\\nply. These dancing parties were usually at\\nGrecian hall, but may have once or twice\\ndrifted away to Stiekney s or the Wasliing-\\nton tavern.\\nI can mention in this place as appropriately\\nas in any, the gentlemen of the North End,\\nfor whom I had great respect, and who, being\\nof good birth, ability, considerable property,\\nand dignified bearing, were during many\\nyears regarded as the conservative or aristo-\\ncratic force in public affairs. My father must\\nhave got in his young days a similar impres-\\nsion of the predecessors of those men. He\\nsaid to me only a day or two before he died,\\nat a moment when his thoughts were wan-\\ndering, but in tlie careful phrase whicli he\\nalways used, I wish I could convey to\\nyour mind an adequate conception of the\\nattempt made in my youth to found a feudal\\naristocracy at the North End. This very\\nhigh respect which I felt was shared by all\\nthe boys of my age. It was a great privilege\\nfor us to be permitted to look in at the Mer-\\nrimack County Bank, where no one beneath\\nthe rank of judge, colonel, or at least select-", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0042.jp2"}, "43": {"fulltext": "Personal MecoUections. 83\\nman, was permitted to sit around tlie fire\\nwith the elect when the Boston paper came\\nto be read.\\nAll the churches of that date, except the\\nBaptist, were plain structures of wood; the\\nexception was of equal plainness, but its\\nwalls were of brick. The pastors were, at\\nthe North, Kev. Nathaniel Bouton at the\\nSouth, Rev. Daniel J. Noyes at the Baptist,\\nRev. E. E. Cummings at the Unitarian,\\nRev. Moses G. Thomas at tlie Methodist,\\nRev. Wm. H. Hatch and at the Episcopal,\\nRev. Petrus Stuyvesant TenBroeck. Al-\\nthough it is the custom to speak of the f/ood\\nold times, I do not suppose the general aver-\\nage of morality was higher than now. Con-\\ncord has always had at least a respectable\\nrej)utation for thrift, intelligence, and well-\\ndoing.\\nBut, to go to tlie other extreme, there was\\na noted public liquor-shop in the basement\\nof the Farley building, which stood where is\\nnow Exchange block, and connected there-\\nwith was a bowling alley, then considered a\\nvery low-toned place of amusement. Another\\nrum-hole in a basement on Main street\\nopposite the capitol, came to be popularly\\ncalled the Chichester gin-shop. I have\\nlooked witli curiosity over the wine lists of", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0043.jp2"}, "44": {"fulltext": "84 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nsome famous hotels, but neither there, nor in\\nthe lists of old liquors imported by ancient\\nhouses and sold because of deatli in the\\nfamily or otlier misfortune, have 1 seen men-\\ntioned this old Chichester gin. It got its\\nname in this wise Men from out-lying\\ntowns, many of tliem from Loudon and Chi-\\nchester, who had wood to sell in the winter,\\nwere constrained to remain in tlie streets\\naround the state-house park until they dis-\\nposed of their sled-loads. To such, the\\ncheer of a warm fire and a hot drink was\\nalways a temptation. It became known one\\nwinter that tlie proprietor of this basement\\ngrogery kept two grades of gin, one for the\\ntipple of his most fastidious customers, and\\nthe other for those who onh^ wanted some-\\nthino hot and strong One day lie returned\\nto his place from a brief absence, and found\\nhis assistant dealing out tlie best gin to a\\ngroup of sled-drivers. At this sight excite-\\nment overpowered discretion, and he pub-\\nlicly rebuked tlie erring bar-keeper, point-\\ning out the gin to be served, which he said\\nwas good enough for the Chichester people\\nwith whom he was dealing. This declara-\\ntion made a flurry of exasperation, and the\\nqualities of Chichester gin were discussed\\nand commented upon, even in families where", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0044.jp2"}, "45": {"fulltext": "Pergonal Reeolleetioas. 35\\ngin was not a favorite drink. A few morn-\\nings after this occurrence an efitigy was dis-\\ncovered hanging from the eaves of the build-\\ning, with a black bottle marked Chichester\\ngin clasped to its ragged manly bosom.\\nAs this eavesdropper hung in front of a win-\\ndow of my father s printing-office there were\\nobjections to its nnnaining, and old vet-\\neran Hoit, the founder of the Patriot^ then\\na compositor, leaned out of a Avindow and\\ncut the suspending cord, Avhen the offending\\nfigure shot downward, and landed on the\\nstairs leading from the sidewalk to the grog-\\ngery to be seen no more.\\nTwo local frequenters of the Chichester\\ngin-shop always sat around the fire until the\\nplace was otherwise deserted, when they\\nwent home at the owner s bidding, and the\\ndoor closed on their reluctant heels but one\\nnight the bidding was omitted, and they\\nstayed on in undisturbed tranquility until\\nmorning, when the bar-keeper found them\\nwhere he had left them, crooning away over\\nthe stove, taking no note of time.\\nThe effigy above mentioned was probably\\nthe work of a lot of young highbinders Avho\\ndid about all the nocturnal mischief in town.\\nOne of their common pranks was to trans-\\npose business signs, fastening Fresh Fish", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0045.jp2"}, "46": {"fulltext": "36 Si.rti/ Years in Concord.\\ndaily received from Boston securely to a\\nwell known lawyer s office, for chnrch-going\\npeople to see on Sunday. The night after\\nthe Fourth of July was an occasion for great\\nbonfires in the street in front of the state-\\nhouse, when all the loose combustibles with-\\nin read), barrels of tar, dry goods boxes,\\nout-buildings, neglected wagons, etc., were\\npiled on the fliimes. If the town constables\\nappeared, they were greeted with volleys of\\nrotten eggs but at least once (1842) the\\nriot act was read, and several offenders\\narrested for disturbing the peace and dignity\\nof the state, which so offended Dr. Peter\\nRenton (his son John being in limbo) that\\nhe changed his residence to Boston, where\\nhe gained an extensive practice, and died in\\nFebruary, 1865.\\nMany of these mischief-loving fellows were\\njourneymen printers, who had more than their\\nshare of the spirit of misrule. Another of\\ntheir diversions was the occasional issue of a\\nten-by-fifteen-inch paper called The Owl^ de-\\nvoted to tattle and scandal, which had no\\nsubscription list, but was distributed freely\\nat doorsteps in the early morning. This\\npaper had for a heading a picture of the\\nbird of wisdom perched on the side of the\\nglobe witli a quill pen over his ear, wearing", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0046.jp2"}, "47": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 37\\neye-glasses and smoking a pipe. Tliere were\\nmany local printing-offices then, among them\\nthose of the Statesman, Patriot, Herald of\\nFreedoyn, Family Visitor, Congregatioyial Jour-\\nnal, and Baptist Register, about a dozen\\nin all. It was supposed that The Owl itin-\\nerated in its roost or place of issue, and was\\nprinted at night. Each journeyman of the\\ngang put in type, as opportunity offered, at\\nhis place of employment, the copy assigned\\nto him, and carried the type on gallej^s to\\nthe rendezvous for printing, all the materials\\nbeing taken from the employing printers.\\nWhen public wrath became excited, and\\nsearch was hot, the forms were buried in\\nthe earth to await some midnight resurrec-\\ntion. I think the last number of TJte Otvl\\nappeared in 1848.\\nThe railroad, when it came, changed the\\nlife atid to some extent the appearance of the\\ntown. When the surveys for the Concord\\nroad were made, the engineers were in doubt\\nwhether to bring it liere by the route finally\\nselected, or by one a little more to the west-\\nward. If the latter way had been chosen,\\nthe station would have beeu somewhere near\\ntlie corner of Pleasant and South streets,\\nand the building of the Northern railway\\nlines would have divided the town in twain:", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0047.jp2"}, "48": {"fulltext": "38 Sixty Year s in Concord.\\nso tlie result which was reached seems to\\nhave been a fortunate one. Those famous\\ncivil engineers, George W. Whistler, after-\\nward the great railroad luiilder in Russia,\\nWilliam Gibbs McNeill, a West Pointer, who\\ncommanded the Rhode Island militia in the\\nDorr rebellion, and E. S. Chesbrough, chief\\nengineer of the Boston water-works and of\\nthe water and sewage system of Chicago,\\neach had a hand in surveying or building the\\nline from Boston to Concord. The Concord\\ncompany s rails were laid down in 1842; and\\nI Avent to the so-called Great Swamp, now\\nmarket-gardens, below the present gas-works,\\nto see the process of track-laying, which was\\ndifferent from current methods. A line of\\nchestnut planks, three inches by eight, was\\nlaid below the ground, under the ends of the\\nsleepers and parallel with the rails to these\\nplanks the sleepers were fastened with\\nwooden bolts. This use of planks for sub-\\nsills was soon determined by experience to\\nbe unnecessary. The ends of the nnls were\\nplaced in iron chairs, which are now dis-\\ncarded for the more satisfactory fisli-plates.\\nAll the territory, where are now the tracks,\\nstation buildings, and Railroad square itself,\\nwas raised several feet above its natural level,\\nand much of the gravel used for grading was", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0048.jp2"}, "49": {"fulltext": "Personal Re collect ions. ^9\\ncarted across town from saiul hill, at tlie\\nwest side of tlie existing central precinct.\\nI was among the mnltitnde of townspeople\\nwho gathered in the evening of September 6,\\n1842, to see the first railway passenger train\\ncome into Concord. This train of three pas-\\nsenger cars was drawn by the Amoskeag,\\na small locomotive bnilt by Hinkley Drnry\\nof Boston, ten and a half tons in weight,\\nAvith one pair of driving-wheels five feet in\\ndiameter. George Clongh was the conduc-\\ntor, Leonard Grossman, engineer, and Seth\\nHopkins, fireman. The engineer and fireman\\nwere wholly exposed to the weather, as the\\ncab for locomotives was not devised until\\nyears later. Tlie station buildings to which\\nthis train came were lowly, but sufficient.\\nThis important event was noticed in the Pat-\\nriot to the extent of a quarter of a column an\\nunusually sprightly local Democratic caucus\\na few weeks before got a column and a half.\\nFires have greatly changed the appearance\\nof our town. Except the sites of Rumford\\nand Woodward s blocks. Button s building,\\nMasonic Temple, old Goncord Bank and\\nBoard of Trade buildings, I have seen all\\nthe business- territory on both sides of Main\\nstreet, between Bridge and Pleasant streets,\\nburned over once, some of it twice.", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0049.jp2"}, "50": {"fulltext": "III.\\nDuring 1113^ boj^liood Concord had few peo-\\nple of foreign birth. Michael Spellman and\\nPeter Murphy Avere among the first Irishmen\\nwhom T remember. There was a Patrick\\nGunning, a tramp, who kept Concord in his\\norbit, alwa3 s begged a clean shirt but was\\nnever known to wear one, and, in rich\\nbrogue, announced himself to be on the way\\nto Montreal. His last appearance here, so\\nfar as I know, was in 1863.\\nAt West Concord was Patrick Tyiiing,\\nborn at Kilkenny, a soldier in the British\\narmy which burned the capitol and the presi-\\ndent s house at Washington in 1812, and got\\nrouted at New Orleans.\\nAnother one, back of my remembrance,\\nwdiom my father knew, was James Phelan.\\nHe went hence to Boston, blew an organ in\\nthe Catholic church of the Holy Cross, sold\\ntickets in the Federal Street theatre, and then\\nembarked in the hardware trade in New\\nYork. In the latter city he became conspic-\\nuous in public undertakings, acquired a\\ngreat estate, and had a house at Newport,", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0050.jp2"}, "51": {"fulltext": "Personal Reeollections. 41\\nR. I. Still later he went to Paris, became a\\ncompanion of the Count D Orsay (who died\\nin 1852), and gave entertainments rivalling\\nthose of the titled people in tliat great city.\\nHe was one of the American friends who\\nwelcomed Charles Sumner to Paris in 1872,\\nwhen the senator last visited Europe.\\nJohn Anderson, a Scotch shoemaker, had a\\nshop in smoky hollow. He was a fervent\\nDemocrat. When Gen. William Henry Har-\\nrison was elected president in 1840, Mr.\\nAnderson was cast into the depths of woe,\\nand declared tliat Democracy had fallen never\\nto rise again.\\nSome of the youngsters of Concord were\\ntaught by Miss Sally Parker. Her school,\\nwhich was for the youngest pupils, was in an\\neast room of her house, now No. 14 Centre\\nstreet. The apartment was unfinished, lathed\\nbut not plastered, and the seats were long-\\nwooden benches without backs. Prizes of\\nthree butternuts were distributed every Sat-\\nurday to winners of class honors. Who were\\nthe scholars, and what books were studied, I\\ncannot A^enture to say.\\nOn the next lot south of ni}^ fatlier s house\\nstood a yellow cottage, an appanage of the\\nDr. Peter Green estate. Here came to dwell\\nMrs. Ruby Bridges Preston, a widow, teacher", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0051.jp2"}, "52": {"fulltext": "42 Sixty Year^ in Concord.\\nby the Lancastrian system of a school for\\nchildren. Her front room was the rendezvous\\nof little pupils, among whom my mother\\nenrolled me. Of the children who gathered\\nthere I can call to mind with certainty only\\nthree boys, namely, William Chadbourne,\\nRobert A. Hutcliins, and Henry G. Burleigh.\\nWilliam Chadbourne was a son of Dr.\\nThomas Chadbourne, and years afterward\\nbecame a partner in tlie great dry-goods\\nhouse of James M. Beebe Co., of Bos-\\nton, in whose behalf he crossed the At-\\nlantic forty times. He died in Brookline,\\nMass., May 15, 1868, aged thirty-six years.\\nRobert A. Hntchins (son of Ephraim\\nHutchins) served on the staff of General\\nWilcox in the war for the Union, with gal-\\nlantry like that of his great-grandfather Col.\\nGordon Hutchins in the Revolutionary war.\\nRobert w^as the handsomest boy of his time\\nin the town, and when a man, would have\\nmade as dramatic a figure as did the Revolu-\\ntionary colonel who walked up the aisle of\\nthe Old North church on an August Sunda}^\\nin 1777, with the dust of his gallop from\\nExeter still on his shoulders, to tell the\\nstartled congregation that a British army\\nunder General Burgoyne was marching from\\nCanada toward New York, and that General", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0052.jp2"}, "53": {"fulltext": "Personal MecoUections. 4o\\nStark would leave next morning with the\\nNew Hampshire volunteers to strike tlie hos-\\ntile expedition. Robert died at Los Angeles,\\nCal., Oct. 15, 1883, aged fifty years. Henry\\nG. Burleigh s father, a manufacturer of shov-\\nels, contractor for labor at the state prison,\\nlived where now stands the city hall, almost\\ndirectly opposite the site of Mrs. Preston s\\nyellow cottage. Henry has spent most of\\nhis prosperous life at Ticonderoga and White-\\nliall, N. Y., and has had the honor to repre-\\nsent the Eighteenth New York district in\\nthe Forty-eiglith and Forty-ninth congresses,\\nreceiving at his last election 20,732 votes\\nagainst 2,817 for all others.\\nMrs. Preston died in Concord, Aug. 15,\\n1881, aged eighty-two years. She had a son,\\nJames, a sailor, whose loose blue flannel suit,\\nwith wide-bottomed trousers and tarpaulin\\nhat, with a fathom of ribbon flowing behind,\\ncaused our eyes to open very wide when he\\ncame liome in full sea rig. He died of fevei*\\nofi the coast of Africa in 1848.\\nGetting away from INJrs. Preston s, I sat\\nunder the instruction of Miss Mary Ann\\nAllison, in a house which stood where is now\\nthe North churcli. This house was built for\\nCapt. Joshua Abbott, who fouglit at Bunker\\nHill, and was said to be in 1855 one of the", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0053.jp2"}, "54": {"fulltext": "44 Sixty Years in Concord.\\noldest sixteen in Concord main village. It\\nis still in existence, being now No. 12 Wash-\\nington street. Shadrach Seavey had altera-\\ntions made in it during his ownership thereof,\\nand fonnd a brick in the chimney bearing the\\ndate 4765 marked in its soft clay before\\nburning.\\nThere was a little more discipline at Miss\\nAllison s school than I had experienced\\nbefore, and when the class in Malte-Brun s\\nGeography was on the floor, and some luck-\\nless wight ventured to shout Mild and sa-\\nlubrious in reply to a question about tlie\\nclimate of Patagonia, he was liable to suffer\\nsome penalty for his words without knowl-\\nedge but most of the climatic descriptions\\nin that geography were cold and inhospi-\\ntable, mild and salubrious, or hot and\\nunhealthy, and we rarely got far out of our\\nlatitude in guessing at suitable answers to\\ninterrogatories on that theme.\\nMy playmates and schoolmates of this and\\na little later period were, beside tliose before\\nmentioned, Edward P. Carter, Robert Sher-\\nburne, Samuel and William H. Morril,\\nGeorge W. Gault, Edward Whipple, George\\nH. Sanborn, Charles H. West, William L.\\nGage, and Nathaniel E. Gage. Of all I have\\nnamed, only four are living. Edward Carter", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0054.jp2"}, "55": {"fulltext": "Personal BecoUections. 45\\ndied ill Central City, Colorado, April 9, 1868,\\naged thirty-four years. Robert Sherburne\\nis a farmer in Illinois. Samuel Morril is a\\nphysician at Marlboro, Pitt county, North\\nCarolina. His brother William resided there,\\nuntil his death, which occurred about six\\n3^ears ago. During the War of the Rebel-\\nlion, William was a staff officer in Mahone s\\nDivision of the Southern army. George\\nSanborn became an inventor of printers and\\nbookbinders machinery, prospered, and died\\nin or near New York city. Cliarles West\\nwas a paymaster in the navy during the War\\nof the Rebellion, and died in Winchester,\\nMass. Nathaniel Gage was a pliysician, and\\nperished from cold on a Western prairie\\nwhile his brother William was a distin-\\nguished writer and preacher of the Congre-\\ngational church, settled for many years at\\nHartford, Conn., and died in 1889. He once\\nreceived a call to the Richmond Street\\nchurch, in Edinburgh, Scotland. George\\nGauit, after going to sea before the mast in\\na ship commanded by my uncle, William\\nMcFarland, settled down to country life in\\nGilmanton, and became a deacon de facto,\\nas he had been by courtesy in his youth.\\nGeorge was long my most intimate friend.\\nHe lived with his uncle, John Stickney, on", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0055.jp2"}, "56": {"fulltext": "46 Si.Hi/ Years in Concord.\\nthe old Stickiiey Tavern estate, which dated\\nback to 179-4:, now changed utterly, but the\\nsite opposite my old home has since been\\nowned in part by Mr. John H. Pearson. The\\naxe was laid to the root of the old tavern sign-\\npost probably about 1838- 40. The swinging\\nsign-board which it long supported had on\\neither face, in good strong colors, the figure\\nof an Indian with bow and tomahawk, and\\nthe legend J. Stickne}^ 1794.\\nThe old tavern hall was a favorite place\\nAvith us. There in the early part of tlie cen-\\ntur\\\\^ had been famous dancing parties, and in\\n1818 a great dinner to General Ripley, of\\nMaine, a soldier in the War of 1812, when\\nthe principal decoration was the national flag-\\ndisplayed on a fishpole. There, on March 4,\\n1825, was a dinner in honor of the inaugu-\\nration of President John Quincy Adams.\\nThis old hall abundantly lighted, and the\\ngreat sheds and barns opening to the south,\\nwith liorses and cattle and plenty of room,\\nmade the Stickne}^ estate a grand place for\\nboys in any kind of weather. In the stable\\nwas one of our particular friends, Old\\nJudge, the horse, and in the yard anotlier,\\nOld White, the dog.\\nM}^ father drew the following picture of\\nthe Stickney tavern, as it was about 1825", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0056.jp2"}, "57": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 47\\nStickney s was the stage tavern of the\\ntown. The celebrated reinsmen of the\\nperiod were to be found there, in all their\\npride of place, Parsons, Bly, Walker, and\\nothers we can see them as clearly as if yes-\\nterday, standing near the front door. And\\nnot the drivers only, but their horses and\\ncoaches, and the long tin -horns whicli the}^\\nblew on approaching the town. Parsons had\\nat one time four wliite horses for the team\\ndriven into Concord. They were lost at the\\nburning of the Anderson tavern, about 1822,\\non the turnpike between Hooksett and Ches-\\nter, when Tom shed bitter tears that he\\ncould fondle and drive them no more.\\nA Vermont traveller once said they could\\nat Stickney s make better beefsteak of red\\noak chips than he obtained in some taverns\\nwhere they served what purported to be beef.\\nStickney s tavern was a resort of rep-\\nutable travellers, stage passengers, people\\ngoing about in their own vehicles, Vermont-\\ners going to Boston, Salem, and Newbury-\\nport with country produce, and footsore and\\ndusty pedestrians, cane in hand. Undesir-\\nable people, if they went to the house, were\\nnot apt to like the lay of the land, and\\ndid not remain long within its portals. All\\nwell disposed people reaching tliis house felt\\nthey had gained an excellent harbor.\\nA favorite winter drink of the days when\\nthis tavern was in its prime was flip.\\nOne of the most common banters of the\\nolden time was, Til bet a mug of flip.", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0057.jp2"}, "58": {"fulltext": "48 SLvtif Year^ in Concord.\\nThis drink consisted of beer and rum, with\\nsupfar and orated nutmes When mixed, tlie\\npoker, always during winter kept in the fire,\\nwas thrust red hot into the mug, and then\\nthe foaming liquid was flip.\\nThe arrival of coaches at Stickney s de-\\npended upon the state of the weather and\\nthe roads. Those from Boston, in favor-\\nable seasons, reached here before 6 p. m.\\nthose going north or south left at 4 a. m.\\nA long tin liorn was blown at departure, and\\nalso on arrival, indeed, on going into any\\nvillage, to notify postmaster, taverner, and\\nall concerned to be ready for the exercise of\\ntheir duties. Many people can testify to the\\ncomfort they took in this wayside inn.\\nDancing parties at Stickney s assembled at\\nan early hour. I have seen an invitation to\\none such printed on a playing-card, the five\\nof diamonds (perhaps a hint tliat card-pla}-\\ning would be allowed), which read as fol-\\nlows\\nSOCIAL BALL.\\nThe company of Mr. and Mrs. Chandler is\\nrequested at Stickney s hall, on Thursday even-\\ning next, at 5 o clock.\\nW. A. Kent,\\nR. H. Ayer, Managers.\\nC. Emery,\\nConcord, Nov. 29, 1806.\\nLi the great Avoodshed of the Stickney\\ntavern, George Peabody, aftei ward the emi-", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0058.jp2"}, "59": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0059.jp2"}, "60": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0060.jp2"}, "61": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections, 49\\nnent London banker and piiilantliropist, once\\ncut firewood to pay for a night s lodging, when\\nin 1810, as a boy of fifteen, without surplus\\nmoney, he was on his way from Danvers to\\nlive a 3^ear with his grandfather in Thetford,\\nVt. AVhen he visited Concord in 1858, as\\nthe guest of Hon. N. G. Upham, he related\\nthis fact to Hon. Ira Perley. George Gault\\nand I were occasionally called upon to cut\\nwood in this shed, but in no other way have\\nour fortunes resembled those of Mr. Pea-\\nbody.\\nIn the Stickney kitchen was a colonial\\nfireplace, wide enough for sticks of wood\\nfour feet long, and Miss Susan Stickney did\\nnot object to our whittling in a part of that\\nroom, so a large share of our winter carpen-\\ntry was carried on there. Capt. NatJmn\\nStickne} wdio owned the next estate, we\\nwere rather shy of, for a boy discovers read-\\nily who of the grown people have no longing\\nfor his societ}^ ]Mrs. Ezra Carter (mother\\nof Edward) and Mrs. Thomas Chadbourne\\n(mother of William) were always indulgent\\nto boys, and we favored them with much of\\nour company. Our calls were not of a very\\nceremonious character, being often made\\nwithout preliminary rap at the door, or\\nwaitino- for an usher to escort us in such", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0061.jp2"}, "62": {"fulltext": "50 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nformalities were not considered then as of\\nthe utmost importance. Mrs. Chadbourne\\nwas before marriage Clarissa Dwiglit Green,\\na daughter of Dr. Peter Green, named for\\nmy grandfather s hrst Avife, Clarissa Dwight,\\nof Belcliertowu, Mass., wlio died a few days\\nbefore her namesake was born.\\nThere were summer visitors to Concord\\nthen, the like of whom are not seen here now\\ngirls from Switzerland, who sang street\\nsongs to the accompaniment of a tambour-\\nine. They had indifferent, overtasked voices,\\nbut my father listened with apparent pleas-\\nure to their whole rejjerfoire. Tliere may\\nnot have been nnich delight in the music,\\nbut the costumes and songs of the Swiss can-\\ntons probably carried his imagination away to\\nAlpine valleys, which he had a longing to see.\\nMiss Allison, our teacher, transferred her\\nscliool, first, to a room over a drug store and\\ntract depositorv in a structure standing tlie\\nsecond south of the Historical Society s\\nbuilding, and thence to one of the jurj-\\nrooms in the old town- and court-house,\\nwhich stood near the present junction of\\nMain and Court streets. At the last place I\\ngot a hard fall on the long stairs, and was\\ntaken home wounded and frightened. On\\nthe lower floor of this plain colonial building", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0062.jp2"}, "63": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 51\\nwas the town hall, and in its vestibule, or in\\nthe town hall itself, were stored on cross-\\nbeams some most astonishing implements\\ncalled fire-hooks, designed for pulling down\\nburning buildings. They were very un-\\nwieldy and rarely put to use, but made an\\nexcellent roosting-place for expert climbers\\non town-meeting day and it was from that\\nheiglit of vantage that Deacon Caleb Parker,\\nin 1838, charged Cj rus Barton with voting\\ndouble. This was a subject for talk and\\nnewspaper paragraphs for 3^ears afterward,\\nColonel Barton being then the editor of the\\nPatriot.\\nOur school holidays of that time were not\\nalways spent exactly to our liking. There\\nwas a considerable period when such of us as\\nworshipped at the South church were sent\\nthither on Saturday afternoons to recite the\\nWestminster Assembly s Shorter Catechism\\nto the pastor. That work was all in my\\nmemory, both questions and answers, and\\nwill never be wholly forgotten nor shall I\\never forget the look of astonishment which\\ncame to the face of the pastor when on one\\noccasion he surprised us all playing tag, or\\nfollow my leader, among the seats of the\\nchapel, and gave us a considerate rebuke for\\nlack of respect to the temple.", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0063.jp2"}, "64": {"fulltext": "52 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nFourth of July, too, was wont to be given\\nto cold-water-army marching and Sunday-\\nschool celebrations so when that ever-glo-\\nrious day came, most of the, town cliildren\\nwere paraded under various banners, each\\ndenominational band of Sunday-school pupils\\nby itself, and marched to tlie Old North\\nto hear addresses on temperance thence to\\nthe State-house yard, tired, hot, dusty, and\\nhungry, to be refreshed with cake and cold\\nwater or lemonade so long as the cake lasted,\\nafterward witli barrels of dry crackers brought\\nfrom the bakery of Capt. Ebenezer Symmes.\\nA little pamphlet relating to the celebration\\nof 1841 was published. It gives the names\\nof the teachers and scholars then present from\\neach Sunday-school, and shows the following\\ntotals,\u00e2\u0080\u0094 North churcli, 220 Methodist, 80\\nEpiscopal, 71; South church, 230; Baptist,\\n108; Unitarian, 107. Total, 81(3. On that\\noccasion the tables were spread in a field\\nnear Richard Bradley s home, and a thunder\\nshower disturbed affairs. After my last ap-\\npearance at one of those festivities, I went\\nhome, and, within hearing of my father, made\\na little declaration of independence, to the\\neffect that I would never go to another such\\ncelebration, and, much to my joy, this resolu-\\ntion was approved by the home government.", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0064.jp2"}, "65": {"fulltext": "Personal ReeoUections. 53\\nThe schools of that period were not\\ngraded, so we had pupils of various ages and\\ndifferent attainments in the same apartment.\\nThere were first, second, and third classes in\\nreading, arithmetic, and other branches of\\nstudy. One advantage this old way certainly\\nhad 3 oung people could listen to the recita-\\ntions of those more advanced than them-\\nselves, and learn something by hearsay. It\\nwould be interesting to see the school-books\\nof that time, the New Hampshire Book, the\\nAmerican First Class Book, Porter s Rhetor-\\nical Reader, Olney s Geography (beside\\nMalte-Brun s, alread}^ mentioned), Com-\\nstock s Philosophy, Cutter s Ph3 siology,\\nWebster s Spelling Book, Adams Arithme-\\ntic (published at Keene, N. H.), Colburn s\\nArithmetic, Greenleaf s Arithmetic, and\\nSmitli s Grammar.\\nPenmanship was taught with more care\\nand lather more success than now, but ours\\nis not a nation of penmen the English and\\nGermans excel in this respect.\\nIt seems to me that I went from school to\\nschool in a rather desultory way, but it was\\nmerely change of place and teacher books\\nand methods were generally the same. There\\nwere in our main village three public school\\nbuildings, for districts numbered 9, 10, and", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0065.jp2"}, "66": {"fulltext": "54 Sixty Years in Co7ieord.\\n11 that for District 10 was the Bell school-\\nhouse, situated where is now the high school\\nbuilding, and that for District 11 was a rather\\ndignified two-story brick building at the\\ncorner of State and Church streets, on what\\nAvas formerly called Parsonage lands.\\nSome of our Concord old-time pedagogues\\nafterward attained eminence, for instance,\\nHon. Levi Woodbury, Benjamin Thompson\\nor Count Rumford, Prof. Edwin D. Sanborn,\\nHon. George W. Nesmith, Nathaniel H.\\nCarter, and Rev. Abraham Burnham.\\nI was at tlie Bell school a long while, the\\nsame that my father and uncles had attended.\\nHow thickly and deeply the old desks and\\nseats were scarred by generations of destruc-\\ntive jack-knives The existing building for\\nthe high school is the fourth which I have\\nseen on that site, each a great improvement\\non its predecessor. Masters Moses H.\\nClougli and James Moulton at different\\ntimes swayed the ferule there during my\\nearly pupilage. John Towne was also a\\ndominie in this school for a considerable\\nperiod, and was at the same time deputy sec-\\nretary of state, a fact Avhich suggests that\\nthe occupation of teaching was not deemed\\nso exhaustive of vital forces as it is now said\\nto be. There was considerable punishment", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0066.jp2"}, "67": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. bb\\nin this school, and the ferule and rattan were\\nnever far away. They were kept in hand as\\nnecessary badges of authority in all the\\nschools for larger pupils of that time.\\nAt this school I came first and last, within\\nthe circuit of some new companions, Abel\\nand George H. Hutchins, John and Charles\\nKent, Charles P. Sanborn, afterward speaker\\nof the house of representatives, Benjamin E.\\nBadger, Gustavus Walker, Henry H. Gil-\\nmore, lately mayor of Cambridge, Mass.,\\nThomas J. Treadwell, who graduated at\\nWest Point, and served in the Ordnance\\nCorps of the army, J. Hamilton Low, Edson\\nC. Eastman, Charles H. Foster, recently a\\nsugar importer in Boston, John Chandler,\\nwlio lived sometime at Manila as agent for\\nWilliam F. Weld Co., the largest ship\\nowners of Boston, Henry W. Fuller, George\\nHenry Chandler, major of the Nintli New\\nHampshire Regiment, William E. Chandler,\\nnow a United States senator, James E. Ran-\\nkin, since a Congregational clergyman, now\\npresident of Howard University, and J. Henry\\nGilmore, now a professor in Rochester Uni-\\nversity. The last two are known as authors\\nof famous hymns.\\nThere came home from West Point in my\\nschool days a young man in the uniform of", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0067.jp2"}, "68": {"fulltext": "56 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nthe military academy, who was regarded with\\nmuch curiosit}^ This was Napoleon Jerome\\nTecumseh Dana, whose mother and sister\\nthen lived in the house next north of the\\nresidence of the late Gov. Onslow Stearns.\\nHe was heard of afterward when he marched\\nwith tlie renowned First Regiment of Min-\\nnesota to join the Army of the Potomac. In\\nFebruar}^ 1862, he was a brigadier-general,\\ncommanding the Third Brigade of Sedgwick s\\nDivision in the Second Army Corps. He\\nwas severely wounded in the impetuous at-\\ntack of this corps, under General Sumner, on\\nthe enemy s left wing, at Antietam. I met\\nhim again in 1886, when he was president\\nand I was secretar}^ and treasurer of the Mon-\\ntana Union Railway, an offshoot of the Union\\nPacific Compan}\\nWalter Brown, or Darkey Brown as we\\ncalled him because of his swarthy complexion,\\nindulged in a rather amnsing escapade at the\\nBell school. One morning he brought a red\\nsquirrel in his pocket, and when the exercises\\nof the forenoon were well advanced, the\\nlittle creature left its place of concealment\\nand ran out-of-doors with Walter in full cry\\nin pursuit, starting from his seat near the\\nmiddle of the large room. Neither the cap-\\ntive nor the captor returned that day.", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0068.jp2"}, "69": {"fulltext": "Personal Becollections. 57\\nWalter was, like all the rest of us, fond of\\nthe woods, and it was said that he could\\ncrack a chestnut-biirr with his bare heel.\\n.The last I heard of him he was in Iowa about\\n1860, advertising for a wife.\\nMy ambition at this time was to become a\\ncarpenter, like one wliom I heard could earn\\n$1.25 a day or a miller, the latter fancy hav-\\ning taken hold of me during a visit to a tidy\\ngristmill in a picturesque nook on the Win-\\nnipiseogee river at Meredith Bridge. All\\nthe boys had spells of wanting to go to sea\\nmine were cared by the advice of my uncle\\nWilliam, a ship-master who was a sailor from\\nboj hood.\\nI was awa}^ from the Bell school at inter-\\nvals, during one of which I trod the paths to\\nAcademy hill, where in a lonesome building-\\nwas what was left of the Concord Literary\\nInstitution. In 1835 moved by Mr. T. D.\\nP. Stone, a young gentleman from Andover,\\nMass., an associated effort had been made to\\nestablish an academy on the hill, with normal,\\nacademical, high, and preparatory depart-\\nments. The first intent was to build of\\ngranite, but that purpose failed. The wooden\\nbuilding, fifty-four by fifty-eight feet, had\\nboys and girls studj^-rooms, recitation-rooms,\\na laboratory, and a spacious hall for rhetori-", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0069.jp2"}, "70": {"fulltext": "58 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nCell and public exercises. About one liundi-ed\\nshareholders were in the undertaking, and\\nthe roll of pupils contained, first and last,\\nnearly two tliousand names, from all New Eng-\\nland, Oliio, and Alabama, and from Greece\\nand Spain one each. In 1835 there were\\neleven teachers and more than two hundred\\nand fifty students. The ambitious undertak-\\ning was not rewarded with prosperit}^, and\\nafter a time the property was leased for the\\nuses of a private school. Mr. Aaron Day,\\njust out of Dartmouth college, and Miss\\nEmily Pillsbury were the instructors during-\\nmy pupilage, and the hall, being airy and\\nwell lighted, was the school-room. I fix the\\nyear of my attendance as 1843 by circum-\\nstantial evidence only. ]\\\\rost of the scliolars\\nwere attacked briefly by a prevalent influenza\\ncalled the Tyler Grip, because it appeared\\ncontemporaneously with President Tyler s\\nvisit to New England, which occurred that\\nyear. Then, too, we had a season of great\\ninterest in a popular excitement which\\nsprung out of the hanging at sea of three\\nchief mutineers on the brig Somers, of the\\nUnited States Navy, the culprits being\\nSpencer, Cromwell, and Small. Spencer was\\na son of Hon. John C. Spencer, secretary of\\nwar. Alexander Slidell Mackenzie, sailor", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0070.jp2"}, "71": {"fulltext": "Personal Mecollections. 59\\nand author, was the commander of the ves-\\nsel, and, being accused of harshness and\\nimprudence, was court-martialed on arrival\\nat New York, but fnlly exonerated. This\\nhanging was in December, 1842, and as the\\nconsequent excitement ran along into the fol-\\nlowing year, this seems to confirm the other\\ndate. We went so far as to suspend some\\npaper effigies of the mutineers to the ceiling\\nof our scliool-room.\\nAmong the effects left over from the\\nwreck of the academy were some philosophi-\\ncal apparatus, among which was \\\\i\\\\\\\\ orrery,\\nto teach us the movements of the planets,\\nan air-pump and receiver, by which we\\nlearned that a mouse could not live happil}^\\nin a vacuum, and a primitive dynamo, from\\nAvhich we got some idea of the power of elec-\\ntricity. (Tliis apparatus is now in the posses-\\nsion of Benj. E. Badger, Esq.) This was the\\nsame year that congress appropriated f 30,000\\nto enable Prof. S. F. B. Morse the former\\nportrait painter in Concord to build the\\nfirst electric telegrapli, from AVashington to\\nBaltimore.\\nOne may not be so fi-ee to deal witli the\\nnames of school-girls, but I suppose Miss\\nClara Lancaster was regarded generally as\\nthe local beauty of the period. She mar-", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0071.jp2"}, "72": {"fulltext": "60 Sixty Year^ in Concord.\\nried a swarthy Cuban of at least middle age,\\nand it is doubtful whether any one in Con-\\ncord knows what became of her.\\nConcord was so sparsely settled that I went\\nusually across lots from my home on Main\\nstreet to the academy, where Academy street\\nnow is, without causing inconvenience to\\nanybody.\\nA little battle of the Tom-Brown-at-Rugby\\ndescription, between two of the older boys,\\nwas fought one evening, and divided us for\\na few days into rival clansmen. One of the\\nbelligerents, George Renton, died in Boston\\na few years ago the other lives in St. Louis.\\nOratory and the drama were not utterly\\nneglected at the academy. Our great\\nspeaker, so I thought, was Samuel Morril,\\nson of ex-Governor David L. Morril. Car-\\ndinal Wolsey charged Cromwell to fling away\\nambition but our school had never heard of\\nthis priestly advice, and Ave essayed a public\\ndramatic exhibition. Some scenes from the\\ntragedy of Pizarro, by Kotzebue, were given\\nto a crowded house. This is one of the\\npassages\\nGomez. On yonder hill, among tlie palm-\\ntrees, we have surprised an ohl Peruvian.\\nEscape by flight he could not, and we seized\\nhim unresisting.\\nPizarro. Drao- him before us.", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0072.jp2"}, "73": {"fulltext": "Perso7ial RecoUections. 61\\nI have never seen these lines since they were\\ndelivered in the old academy, and they may\\nnot be correctly given.\\nThis play was followed by a farce, of\\nwhich it is enougli to say that it was the\\nproduction of a school-boy, William Chad-\\nbourne. The text and the acting were wliat\\nthey were. The members of the six Shake-\\nspeare clubs now in Concord might have\\nsmiled behind their fans had they been pres-\\nent on that elevating occasion. This was\\nperhaps the last flicker of the candle on that\\nhill of science. The doors of the academy\\ndid not reopen to pupils. The building was\\ntaken down, and wrought into some houses\\nnow standing near Main street, south of the\\nlast residence of Governor Hill.", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0073.jp2"}, "74": {"fulltext": "IV.\\nI was at Pembroke Academy for the sum-\\nmer and autumn sessions of 1844, 1845, and\\n1846. The town of Pembroke, like Gold-\\nsmith s Auburn a village of tlie plain, was\\nat that time rent by factions, one being par-\\ntisans of the Academy, and the other champ-\\nions of the Gymnasium, a younger and rival\\nschool, alleged to be less orthodox in its\\nteachino Church and state were divided on\\nthis school question. On the way to the\\nAcademy I was often the target for the gibes,\\nand sometimes the missiles, of students or\\nenterprising friends of the younger seminary.\\nI could throw a stone with some force and\\naccuracy on suitable occasions, and those of\\nus who lived north of the Academy, and had\\nto pass the G^annasium four times a day,\\nfinally obtained peace by being always ready\\nto fight for it.\\nThe principals of the Acadeni}^ during the\\nabove-named years were, successively, Charles\\nG. Burnham and Jonathan Tenney; assist-\\nants, or preceptresses as they were called.\\nMiss Elizabeth Fuller, Miss Emily PillsUny,\\nand Miss Clara A. Brown. Before this I", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0074.jp2"}, "75": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 63\\nhad seen a Latin dictionary, and Andrews\\niind Stoddard s Latin Reader and Grammar.\\nAt Pembroke Virgil was read, and also Sal-\\nlust. Arithmetic was not very difficult, and\\nI could solve the usual examples. Mr. Ten-\\nney sometimes sent me to the blackboard to\\nshow some older boy the way out of trouble\\nbut in declamation and original composition\\nI had not good standing. None of the pupils\\nof that period has attained a very eminent\\nstation in life, so far as I know. Albert\\nPalmer obtained the mayoralty of Boston\\nJohn Thornton Wood, who wrote ^\\\\faciam\\nviam under his name on the fly-leaf of\\nschool-books, became a writer on the Phila-\\ndelphia Nortli American, and is now a resi-\\ndent of Washington and Natt Head blew a\\nbugle in the Hooksett band and reached tlie\\ngovernor s chair in New Hampshire.\\nMy room-mate at Pembroke was Nathaniel\\nL.^ Upham, now a Congregational clergyman\\nresiding in Philadelphia. Rev. Abraham\\nBurnham, Nathaniel s grandfather, took us\\ninto his family, and was as kind to us as if\\nwe had been his sons. My grandfather had\\na part at his ordination in 1808, when the\\nConcord paper said, To the credit of the\\npeople who attended, during a long exercise\\nthe greatest degree of order and decorum", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0075.jp2"}, "76": {"fulltext": "64 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nprevailed. Mr. Burnhain had a serious face,\\nthoughtful expression, and was ratlier abrupt\\nin manner, so his real character did not man-\\nifest itself to everybody. He kept a good\\nhorse, and was fond of having us drive with\\nhim to Buck street, or North Pembroke.\\nThere was an abundance of wholesome food\\non liis table, at which we were never seated\\nuntil, all assembled and standijig, the divine\\nblessing had been solicited. He liked cheer-\\nful conversation and a lively joke. I remem-\\nber an occasion at family prayers when he\\nread a chapter of the Old Testament, in\\nwhich mention is made of the Hebronites.\\nClosinp the Bible with a smart bano- he re-\\nmarked, We have some Hebronites in New\\nHampshire. Why, wliere said Mrs.\\nBurnham, with manifest surprise. Up in\\nHebron, replied he gaily, tlien arose and\\nbegan a fervent prayer. To those who\\ndeemed him a severe man this would have\\nseemed a queer thing to do, but the truth is\\nhe was not a severe man. He was a brisk,\\nhearty New England clergymjin, sound and\\nmellow, not too theological to be human.\\nMy father was not subjected to great ex-\\npense for my living in Rev. Mr. Burnham s\\nfamily. The stipulated price was -$1.50 a\\nweek, but in consideration of my driving the", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0076.jp2"}, "77": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. Q^\\ncow to and from pasture one week, and carry-\\ning wood from shed to kitchen and watering\\nthe horse the alternate week, the price was\\nreduced to 11.25. ]\\\\Iy room-mate performed\\nlike serv^ice on alternate weeks. What\\nwould a lively Harvard student, maintaining\\na suite of rooms, a piano, and bouquet for his\\ncentre table, with annual college and per-\\nsonal expenses of from -11^2,000 to -^5,000,\\nthink of so small an outlay\\nMy journeyings to and fro with tliat cow\\nwere satisfactory opportunities for reflection\\nand observation. The sleek creature had the\\nriglit of way, for it had been settled in the\\nclash of battle, with much pawing of dust,\\nand bellowing, and onset of horns, that she\\ncould defend her privilege against all milch\\nkine along the road. There were berries to\\ngather, squirrels to chase, and skunks to\\nhurl stones after; also shy upland plovers,\\nfluttering and limping away from j)asture\\nnooks, enticing one away from their homes\\nwhere beautiful eggs were hid in soft herb-\\nage under overhanging berry-bushes. Trout\\nwould come up for a grasshopper to the sur-\\nface of every pool in a brook from which they\\nhave now been gone these forty years; and\\nthere was that wondei ful Fife liouse, under\\nthe builder s hand then, not completed yet.", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0077.jp2"}, "78": {"fulltext": "66 Sixtij Yearn in Concord.\\nI was permitted to come home to Concord\\non alternate Saturdays to remain over Sun-\\nday, the homeward journey being made on\\nfoot, and the return usually by railway as far\\nas Robinson s Ferry. The first time I went\\ntoward Pembroke Acadeni}^ by rail, Hon.\\nN. G. Upham (my room-mate s father),\\nsuperintendent of the Concord railroad, told\\nMr. George Clough, the conductor, to pass\\nme free for that one time, the first occasion\\non which I travelled as a dead-head a de-\\nlightful experience. Gail Hamilton says it\\nseems to be a hardship for anybody to pay\\ncar fare, because one wants all his mone}^ to\\nspend at the journey s end and to the truth\\nof that statement abundant testimony might\\nbe found.\\nBeing able during school hours to prepare\\nmyself sufficiently to pass the recitations,\\nthere was time for woods and fields, and I\\nknew every eddy in the river, all the good\\nfishing-places, the best forests for chestnuts,\\nand did such shooting as could be done witli\\na long bow, a gun being prohibited. Knox s\\nwoods were abundant in nuts, but an edict\\nof the proprietor, enforced b}^ his big dog,\\nbarred ns out; still Ave- foraged around the\\nedges under far-reaching trees.\\nOur regular 1)athing-place was a pool in", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0078.jp2"}, "79": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 67\\nthe Merrimack, and here one afternoon was\\ndragged out a boy named McQnesten, who\\nhad ventured beyond his depth, and was\\nsplashing and struggling in distress. Near\\nby this favorite spot was the eccentric Daniel\\nFlagg s shower-bath. Here was a hogshead\\nheld aloft on poles, and piped so that it would\\ndrop an avalanche of cold spring water from\\na height. of twenty feet on the stark and\\ncranky individual willing to defy mosquitoes\\nand the e3 es of the forest. I never saw this\\ninvigorating apparatus put to use, and sus-\\npect it did not give its owner the satisfaction\\nwhich he had hoped to derive from it. Daniel\\nwas a queer character, not over fond of work.\\nBarefooted in summer, thinly clad all the\\nyear, gaunt and pinched, he claimed to use\\nfor food or raiment no article to obtain which\\nhad cost some animal its life. He fellow-\\nshipped to some extent with the people\\nknown as Come-outers.\\nMany of my schoolmates at Pembroke\\nwere in training for college, to Avhich I had\\nno inclination, but a new Bell school-house\\nhaving been built, I was there for a while,\\nwith Mr. Hall Roberts as instructor.", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0079.jp2"}, "80": {"fulltext": "V.\\nAlthough the boys of 1840- 45 were with-\\nout tennis, croquet, and cigarettes, there was\\nsufficient amusement. Marbles and ball were\\ntaken up as soon as the snow was gone, base-\\nball being a favorite game, although it had\\nnot the modern rules and strange devices.\\nWe walked on high stilts, flew kites away up\\nin the blue ether, and built miniature saw-\\nmills on West s brook. With the aid of a\\npliant stick and a short knotted string, we\\nshot darts out of sight skyward. The most\\nconspicuous ball-ground was the state-house\\npark, and a game could usually be found\\nthere any week day in April or May; on Fast\\nDay, three or four games at the same time.\\nOn the stone wall, then tlie north boundary\\nof the park, was perclied a row of spectators,\\nlike swallows on a telephone wire. There\\nwas no restraining reverence for the capitol.\\nBoys with lofty aspirations climbed by tlie\\nlightning-rod from the ground, and crossed\\nthe dome of the edifice as it then was, to\\nseat themselves astride the eagle s neck.\\nThis was a favorite pastime for Abiel Carter,", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0080.jp2"}, "81": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 69\\nand his brother, John W. D., since citizens of\\nPortland, Maine. Abiel went up one night\\nbefore a Fourtli of July, and hung the\\nnational flag on the eagle at dajlight he\\ndiscovered it was Union down, and climbed\\nup again to right it. A boy who thought\\nthat much of the old flag could not be driven\\ninto the rebel army, if he did have life and\\nproperty at stake in Texas when the storm of\\n\u00e2\u0080\u00a2war burst over the South in 1861. Doric\\nhall, as it is now called, then known merely\\nas the Area, was used occasionally as a\\npublic assembly-room. There Daniel Web-\\nster once received a popular greeting, and so,\\nI think, did Gen. Sam Houston, of Texas.\\nThe Seamen s Friend Society of ladies held\\nsometimes a June fair there, in the hope of\\ncapturing mau}^ half dollars for their cause\\nfrom rural legislators, a hope which never\\nhad full fruition.\\nThe river and intervale were places of\\nfrequent resort, for Ave took delight in the\\nstream, and in its green banks and sandy\\nedges. In the summer vacation-days a whole\\nafternoon was frequently given to the water,\\nreserving only time enough to get our heads\\nwell dried before the anxious maternal inspec-\\ntion at supper time. The west bank of the\\nriver for an eighth of a mile above the Free", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0081.jp2"}, "82": {"fulltext": "70 Sixty Years hi Concord.\\nBridge was the popular evening bathing-\\nplace for apprentices and mechanics, and a\\nlong line of young A polios could be found\\nthere from late afternoon until dark. The\\nAvater was deep then, with no shoals or sand-\\nbars, and there was good diving. Edward E.\\nSturtevant, tlien a printer in Concord, after-\\nward a major of the Fifth New Hampshire,\\nNew Hampshire s first volunteer, killed\\nin the assault of the Army of the Potomac on\\nthe heiglits of Fredericksburg in December,\\n1862, was accustomed to go under with a\\ncigar, lighted end inside his mouth, come up\\na long way oft and puff the smoke in a\\nleisurely swim to the further shore. My\\ncomrade, George Gault, could go off a spring\\nboard with the grace of a professional ath-\\nlete, turn a beautiful curve, and plunge into\\nthe water straight as a pickerel, leaving\\nliardly a ripple behind.\\nThe Merrimack to our boyish eyes looked\\nbroader and grander than it is to me it has\\nalways been the ]nost delightful of rivers.\\nDavid A. Wasson, a native of Maine, where\\nrivers abound, says in one of his essays,\\nSweet old Merrimack stream, the river that\\nwe would not wish to forget, even by the\\nwaters of the river of life I It was our\\ncommon fishing-water, too, and seldom it was", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0082.jp2"}, "83": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 71\\nthat we came home empty-handed. We\\ncaught perch, chub, roach, horn-pout, and\\npickereh Although the small streams in our\\ncounty, all tributary to the Merrimack, are\\namong the best natural trout waters, I never\\nsaw but one trout caught in the river itself\\nthat one was taken between the moutli of\\nTurkey river and Garvin s falls. 1 have\\nlieard of an occasional one in Turkey pond.\\nI took a pickerel which weighed over three\\npounds at the outlet of Fort Eddy, when I\\nwas but just strong enough to land him, ^nd\\none of the South End boys, Theodore French,\\ncaught one twice as large not far above the\\nlower bridge. Salmon were then taken at\\nGarvin s falls, before the great dam was built\\nat Lawrence in 1848. The last of those\\nlordly lish I heard of in the river, before that\\nhigh dam was completed, were taken at Gar-\\nvin s, and sold in Concord to Joseph A.\\nGilmore, who shared tliem with his frieQds.\\nBetween those two, and the fish now occa-\\nsionally seen in the attempted restocking of\\nthe stream, was a long interregnum.\\nJust below the Lawrence dam, in 1851- 51,\\nI had opportunity to see many sliad taken in\\na seine, and once was looking on when a\\ngreat sturgeon escaped by leaping over the\\nedge of the net as it was drawn to shore.", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0083.jp2"}, "84": {"fulltext": "72 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nThere was some navigation on the river.\\nCanal-boats came np from Boston (by use of\\nthe Middlesex canal as far as Lowell) from\\n1816 to 1843, having one landing just below\\nthe Pembroke bridge, and another near the\\nFederal brido e. One of the means to enter-\\ntain a president in Concord in 1817 was to\\ngive him a boat excursion down tlie river to\\nGarvin s falls. There was an odor like that\\nof city wharves about the boating company s\\nlandings bales and boxes of goods, bundles\\nof iron, and hogsheads of molasses were vis-\\nible. One navy-yard where canal-boats were\\nconstructed was oji the north side of Centi e,\\nbetween INIain and State streets another was\\non Hall street. When ready for the Avater\\nthe boats were liauled away and launched,\\nwith some frolic and possibly some tippling.\\nThe granite for Quinc}^ market in Boston was\\nboated down the river. A small steamboat\\nhad come up from the Hub as long ago as\\n1819. On at least one occasion of high\\nwater, boats landed hogslieads of molasses at\\nthe distillery, which stood where Stratton\\nCo. now dispense Alpine Daisy flour.\\nRafts of timber from forests north of Con-\\ncord were taken down the river, some of\\nthem with rustic huts thereon, whence came\\nthe glow of firelight, and glimpses of a cook", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0084.jp2"}, "85": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. T3\\npreparing the raftsmen s supper. Some of\\nthis timber was wrought on tlie lower Merri-\\nmack into the staunch frames of ships known\\nall around the world. It seemed to us, as we\\nsat in the clover and buttercups by the river,\\nwhere the bob-o-links sung and the bees gath-\\nered honey, as if the adjacent north region\\nwhence the Avater came, witli now and then\\na boat or a raft on its bosom, was a vast mys-\\nterious country, indefinite and unknown.\\nAn English artist named Harvey, an asso-\\nciate of the National Academy, once made a\\npicture of Concord from the east bank of the\\nriver above the Pembroke or lower bridge, in\\nthe foreground of which was almost exactly\\nwhat I have attempted to describe. Litho-\\ngraphic copies of this picture were printed in\\nLondon. I know of but three in existence\\nnow one is the property of Mr. John M.\\nHill, another is owned by a bookseller in\\nBristol, England, and the third is in a Con-\\ncord barber shop.\\nAlong the river bank were groups of maple\\ntrees, from which we drew sap in sunny spring\\nclays for boiling down to sugar in the even-\\ning. On one of these sap-gathering play-\\ndays, at high spring tide, we lost an axe\\nbelonging to Mr. John Stickney, and it lay\\nquietly at the bottom of the stream until", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0085.jp2"}, "86": {"fulltext": "74 Sii ty Years in Concord.\\nsummer drought enabled us to recover it, to\\nour great satisfaction, before its loss ^had\\nbeen discovered, and not much the worse for\\nits watery bnrial.\\nThe Paradise woods, a forest of grand\\nold pines, which stood opposite the site of\\nthe present Blossom Hill Cemetery, was in\\nthe spring a place abounding with Mayflow-\\ners and evergi een. The ground in these\\nwoods became dry as soon as the snow was\\ngone, and there was a solemn, attractive\\ngrandeur in the stately pines. When those\\ntrees were swept away by the axe, desolation\\nreigned in their stead. There was also a\\nbeautiful grove of large trees, mainly elms,\\non the fan north of Fort Eddy, to which\\nwe went on hot summer afternoons to enjoy\\nthe cool breeze, the waving grass, and the\\nsongs of birds wdiich nested there in great\\nnumbers. Their nests were never molested\\nby us. Toward autumn we roasted corn and\\npotatoes, and sat down to pastoral feasts,\\nwhere good digestion waited on appetite, and\\nhealth on both. There were also on the\\nmeadows many staunch old hickory trees, at\\nwhich we kept busy in autumn holidays lay-\\ning by a store of nuts for winter, there being-\\nconsiderable rivalry to determine who could\\ngather most.", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0086.jp2"}, "87": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 75\\nThe annual militia trainings in May and\\nthe autumnal reo imental musterinofs were\\ninteresting and picturesque events, wliich\\nassembled the Concord Light Infantry (dat-\\ning back to at least 1797), Capt. David\\nNeal, with blue coats, white trousers, and\\nwaving plumes of red and white the\\nColumbian Artillery, Capt. Thomas P. Hill,\\nclad in patriotic blue the Troop, with red\\ncoats and horses of every color, led by the\\nredoubtable Cotton K. Simpson and the\\nBorough Riflemen, Capt. Timotliy Dow,\\nwith a front rank of pioneers dressed like\\nIndians and bearing big tomahawks. Noth-\\ning precisely like these is likely ever to go\\nthrough our streets again. The more\\nnumerous train-bands without uniforms,\\nbut provided with muskets, cartridge boxes,\\nknapsacks, and of course canteens, obtained\\nin some way the rather queer name of\\nstring-beans.\\nThose militiamen, sucli as were left of\\nthem, made their last collective appearance\\nin 1861, as Home Guards, not to leave town\\nexcept in case of an invasion, with Josiah\\nStevens, captain, Asa McFarland, first lieu-\\ntenant, and Hamilton E. Perkins, first\\nsergeant.\\nCoasting could be done, in its season, on", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0087.jp2"}, "88": {"fulltext": "76 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nany street in town which had sufficient slope:\\nno policeman would gather us in. T have\\nslid from a point on Main street near Bridge\\nstreet, northward as far as Montgomery\\nstreet, where there is very little declivity\\nnow and Bridge street (before the building\\nof the railroad bridge) and Ferry street were\\nvery lively coasting-places, railroad trains\\npassing so infrequently that they did not\\ninterrupt the sport to a serious or very dan-\\ngerous degree. I once saw a big sleigh-\\nbottom, with a dozen boys thereon, come\\nflying down Montgomery street, and at the\\njunction with Main take a countryman s\\nhorse out of a passing sleigh and land the\\nanimal clear over on the east sidewalk, the\\nboys rolling off barely in season to escape\\nharm. This affair was treated as a merely\\nfunny adventure, no fuss, no writs, no law-\\nyers, and no half column in a daily news-\\npaper. Tliere may have been some anxious\\nhearts for a few hours. I know I saw Andrew\\nChadbourne roll off the flying sled as he saw\\nwhat must occur, run into his father s house,\\nand come out after a while to ask the artless\\nvictim of the mischance how it all happened.\\nSome of us were coasting on Ferry street\\non an afternoon holiday, probably in 1843,\\nwhen looking toward the sun we espied the", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0088.jp2"}, "89": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 77\\ncomet of that year. This was before the\\nstrange visitor had begun to be talked about\\nor discussed in such newspapers as came to\\nour notice.\\nA gun is usually a coveted possession, and\\nthere was in our house a weapon which my\\nfather called a fowling-piece, bought when\\nhe was an apprentice in Boston, in 1822,\\nfrom a store in Dock square, at a cost of ten\\ndollars. It was obtained for use in militia\\ntrainbands, but he did some shooting with it\\non Boston common. When it reached m}^\\nhands it was very long, although some inches\\nof its original proportions had been shorn off\\nat the muzzle end. The calibre, too, was\\nlarge so it took a sight of ammunition to\\nload it, and when discharged, it scattered\\nshot widely and none too effectively. There\\nwas a small flaw in the barrel, a few inches\\nfrom the lock, which was the cause of some\\nsolicitude, but the arm proved to be safe for\\nthe gunner, and not very dangerous to any-\\nthing else.\\nGeorge Gault had the use of a similar gun\\nfrom iiis uncle, John Stickney. It was at\\nleast as old as mine, much homelier, with a\\ncurious bend in its barrel, a depression be-\\ntween lock and muzzle very evident to the\\neye when the piece was sighted, probably a", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0089.jp2"}, "90": {"fulltext": "78 Sixty Years in Concord.\\ncaprice of the gun-maker with an intent to\\ngive it long range. Its shooting qualities\\nwere neither better nor worse than those of\\nmy weapon.\\nMuch time was spent by us in the forests\\nand fields. The pursuit of fish and game im-\\nparted liabits of observation which were\\nuseful in after life. In tlie right season there\\nwas almost always some reward for our hunt\\nto be found within easy distance. About the\\nyear 1850 I saw a sportsman come out of a\\ncornfield which bordered on Ferry street,\\nhalf way from Main street to Fort Eddy,\\ncarrying twenty or thirty snipe and wood-\\ncook. He was shooting in a wajr which 1\\nhad never seen before, with a handsome\\ndouble gun and a fine setter dog. We got\\nruffed grouse within a mile of the state-house\\none I discovered in my father s garden.\\nMany a woodcock have I seen flying across\\nMain street in the early evening, and wild\\npigeons were sometimes numerous in the\\nvicinity. The last mentioned birds I occa-\\nsionally shot from trees on Main street, also\\nin my father s garden, but oftener on the\\nmeadows and Pine plain. Once I secured a\\ndozen pigeons, only one at a shot, about a\\nmile from the city hall but this was not\\ndone with the old fowling-piece before men-", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0090.jp2"}, "91": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 79\\ntioned. It was not so far as that from the\\ncity hall that I came near getting a wild\\ngoose. The great bird was hit, and a little\\nmore discretion on my part would have\\nsecured it, but I lost my head with excite-\\nment, and it escaped into the pine woods on\\nthe plain. We were often as short of ammu-\\nnition as was the Continental army, and such\\nold iron and lead as could be found were bar-\\ntered for powder and shot. As our shooting-\\nwas not altogether approved in certain mater-\\nnal quarters, it was hard to obtain mone}\\nfrom the home government.\\nThere were in Avinter some excellent skat-\\ning-places on the intervale. The meadows\\nnot being then well drained, we could often\\nskate from where are now the sheds of the\\nNew England Granite Company southward\\nto the frog-pond below the Concord Mon-\\ntreal engine-house. During winter freshets\\nwater sometimes covered the intervale, ice\\nformed, and a grand skating park resulted.\\nOccasionally we found smooth ice on the\\nriver, and went flying as far up as Sewall s\\nFalls. My first skates were fished out of\\na box of half-forgotten rubbish, and rigged\\nwith leather thongs. When discovered,\\nbrown rust lay thickly on the blades, but\\nhard work w4th brick .dust and an old file", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0091.jp2"}, "92": {"fulltext": "80 Sixty Years i)i Concord.\\ntook that off. The skate of that day had a\\nlongitudinal groove in the edge which came\\nin contact with the ice, and a good pair, with\\ncurves in front ending in a brass acorn over\\nthe toe, cost a dollar and a quarter. George\\nGault s brother William sent him a pair\\nfrom New York which had some elegant\\ndouble curves at the toe, two grooves in the\\ncutting edge of the blades, and other devices\\nwhich stirred our souls, and caused us to\\nregard him as a most fortunate being. We\\ncalled those real Plolland skates.\\nChristie Renton, daughter of Dr. Peter\\nRenton, was, I think, the first girl wlio did\\nany skating in Concord. She learned on\\nHorseshoe pond, with the assistance of her\\nbrother John, wlio was a powerful skater.\\nThere was a story current among us that\\nJohn once started at the upper end of the\\nHorseshoe, and came down to the bridge with\\nso mucli headway that he jumped clear over\\nit, that structure being then nearer the water\\nlevel than it is now. Tliis was as famous a\\nstory among us as is that of Alvarado s\\nleap in Mexican history. The Northern\\nRailroad embankment was not constructed\\nthen, and there was a clear run from the head\\nof the pond.", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0092.jp2"}, "93": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0093.jp2"}, "94": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0094.jp2"}, "95": {"fulltext": "VI.\\nNot very many books were accessible in\\nthe earlier part of the period which I have\\ntried to describe. My list included some\\nvolumes of the Penny 3Iagazine and Merri/ s\\nMuseum^ Banyan s Pilgrim s Progress,\\nHarper s Family Library, Goldsmith s Ani-\\nmated Nature, The Scottish Chiefs,\\nThaddeus of Warsaw, the Rollo Books, a\\nfew other of Jacob Abbot s stories, and a\\nlittle later a real treasure-house, Chambers\\nMiscellany. Robinson Crusoe was read\\nand re-read. Josephus s History was among\\nthe possessions of the Stickney tavern.\\nSome boy friend had the Swiss Family Rob-\\ninson and the Arabian Nights. If there\\nhad been a place like the Concord City\\nLibrary, it would have been a great satisfac-\\ntion. Maria Edgeworth s novels were in our\\nhouse, but not much read. Dickens s novels\\nwere the first I went through Avith real satis-\\nfaction. The Pickwick Papers I tried to\\nread, but could not get interested in them,\\na confession I never dared make, until I heard\\nHon. Asa Fowler, whose love for books no\\none would question, say the same for himself.", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0095.jp2"}, "96": {"fulltext": "82 Sixty Years in Coicord.\\nThree weekly newspapers came to our home,\\nthe Congregational Journal^ The New Hamp-\\nshire Statesman}., and the Boston Journal.\\nAfter m}^ father became the publislier of the\\nStatesman the second time, in 1851, news-\\npaper reading became too abundant.\\nMention has been made of a few of many\\ntaverns on Main street: The Washinpton\\no\\nHouse, Merrimack House, Stickney tavern,\\nAmerican House (not the existing one of\\nthat name). Eagle Coffee House, Columbian\\nhotel, Phoenix hotel. Elm House, and Carter s\\ntavern. Although strong liquors had ceased\\nto be considered good drinks, bar-rooms were\\nnot banislied from sight, nor driven to by-\\nplaces and holes in the ground. I was not\\nallowed to visit taverns or drinking- places,\\nbut was induced once to go to Sam Clark s,\\na semi-respectable retreat within a liouse then\\nstanding where is now the Phoenix block, to\\nget a first acquaintance with oysters. Will-\\niam Chadbourne and myself invested all our\\nmoney in a savory stew, and divided the pro-\\nceeds of the investment. Its cost was nine-\\npence in Spanish coins, equivalent to twelve\\nand a half cents. Most of the silver coins in\\ncirculation were Spanish or Mexican,* many\\n*In 1801 Thomas Jefferson and John Randolph attempted\\nto abolish ihe national mint and do away with the United\\nStates coins, which they styled an insign.a of sovereignty,\\nor an assertion that the Nation is superior to the Slate.", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0096.jp2"}, "97": {"fulltext": "Personal ReeoUections. 83\\nof them so worn that the mint stamp was\\nindistinct. Shop and store prices were not\\nstated in our national money, but were four-\\npence ha penny (six and a quarter cents),\\ntwo and thre pence (thirty-seven and a half\\ncents), and so forth. Bank notes issued\\nin one state might not be current in\\nanother. Counterfeits were so common that\\nevery merchant kept a detector near his\\nelbow, and |)aper currency was never satisfac-\\ntory until the establishment of the national\\nbanking system in 1863- 64.\\nThere being then no local daily newspaper,\\nthe taverns were places of common resort to\\ntell and hear town news. The old Phoenix,\\nopened in Januarj^, 1819, was a rendezvous\\nof my father s, and a most respectable cir-\\ncle of Whig gentlemen could be found there\\nany cool evening, gathered around tlie cheer-\\nful fire in the bar-room, an apartment about\\ntwenty by thirty feet in area. The adorn-\\nments of the room were long rows of sus-\\npended crook-necked squashes, which dis-\\nappeared gradually before the approach of\\nspring, and a few pictures, Susannah and\\nthe Elders being as conspicuous as any of\\nthe collection. Major Ephraim Hutchins\\nwas the landlord, and Mr. Solon Stanley\\nofficiated behind the counter. After the brief", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0097.jp2"}, "98": {"fulltext": "84 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nreign of William Dole, one was succeeded\\nby Mr. A. C. Pierce, and the other by Mr.\\nS. H. Dumas, who has been for many years\\nlandlord of the Boar s Head at Hampton.\\nThe Plioenix was Daniel Webster s abiding-\\nplace when he came to Concord, and Gen.\\nWinfield Scott was there when on his way to\\nMaine at the period of the northeastern\\nboundary dispute, in 1841- 42, with England.\\nWhen I had attained wisdom enough to be\\npermitted to go occasionally to the Plioenix,\\nHamilton Hutchius, Lewis Downing, Sam-\\nuel Coffin, J. Stephens Abbot, Ira Perley,\\nWoodbridge Odliu, Charles Smart, Joseph\\nG. Wyatt, Joseph A. Gil more, Abel B. Holt,\\nand others, were in more or less regular\\nattendance. There was no drinking it was\\nmere sociability and friendliness. Democrats\\nholding similar rank in town resorted to the\\nAmerican House, corner of Main and Park\\nstreets.\\nMidway between these two hostelries was\\nthe Eagle Coffee House, a most comfortable\\ntavern, built in 1827 by Mr. William Rich-\\nardson, who came from Methuen, Mass.\\nUntil then its site had been an apple orchard.\\nHere was a large tavern hall called the\\nGrecian, where on tlie wall back of the ros-\\ntrum was what purported to be a picture of", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0098.jp2"}, "99": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 85\\nthe Battle of New Orleans. Here Daniel\\nWebster once received his friends, but the\\nfloor weakened under the weight of a numer-\\nous assembly, and tliere was a sudden\\nadjournment to the state-house.\\nAt the gatherings which I have mentioned\\nat the Phoenix, Mr. Odlin had always a fund\\nof wit to distribute. Ira Perley, a lawyer of\\nexcellent attainments, highly respected by\\nhis fellow-citizens, an oracle in the Whig-\\ncircle, was considered a possible governor or\\nmember of congress. Altliough afterward\\nchief-justice of New Hampshire, he never\\nhad the nicest judicial temper, was fitful,\\nmoody, and, in conversation at least, occa-\\nsionally unjust.\\nMr. Wyatt, being a daily messenger of the\\nexpress to Boston, was an important acquisi-\\ntion to the circle. He could often tell of\\noccurrences in that city before they were set\\nforth in the newspapers. The murder of Dr.\\nGeorge Parkman in Boston, in November,\\n1849, made a great impression on the public\\nmind and happening to hear from Major\\nWyatt tliat tlie murderer had been discovered\\nand was a professor in Harvard Medical Col-\\nlege, I went home with the intelligence, to\\nbe told by my father that it was preposterous\\nnonsense still it turned out to be truth, and", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0099.jp2"}, "100": {"fulltext": "86 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nmy father read, in the Vale of Chamouni, in\\nSeptember, 1850, an account of Dr. John W.\\nWebster s execution on the gallows in pen-\\nalty for the crime. The interior of Mr.\\nWyatt s home Avas enlivened with portraits\\nof American statesmen. If the men them-\\nselves lost Mr. Wyatt s esteem, it was his\\ncustom to turn the portraits head downward\\non the walls, permanently or temporarily as\\nthey might deserve. During periods of more\\nthan usual political interest, the Phoenix\\nloungers overflowed into the south parlor, on\\ntlie same floor as the bar-room, and filled the\\nbroad front piazza. These people at the\\nPhoenix were great admirers of Henry Clay,\\nand took that statesman s failure in the presi-\\ndential election of 1844 very much to heart,\\nas tliey would surely have done the defeat\\nof Webster if the latter had been the can-\\ndidate.\\nThe first time my eyes beheld Daniel Web-\\nster I was a school-boy in the street, ignorant\\nthat he was in town, but it needed no herald\\nto tell me who he was no other man could\\nhave that imperial presence. My awe was\\nequal to that of the navvy, who pointed at\\nhim in a Liverpool street, in 1839, and ex-\\nclaimed, There goes a king.\\nNearly half a century ago I was told that", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0100.jp2"}, "101": {"fulltext": "Personal RecoUections. 87\\nmy grandfather was the officiating clergyman\\nat the marriage of Daniel Webster and Grace\\nFletcher. Lately I have been looking about\\nto see if any corroborative evidence is on\\nrecord.\\nMiss Grace Fletcher was the daughter of a\\nCongregational clergyman of Hopkinton, but\\nat the date of her marriage her father was\\ndead, her mother probably re-married, and she\\nherself living with a married sister in Salis-\\nbury.\\nMy grandfather was a tutor in Dartmouth\\ncollege when Mr. Webster was the foremost\\nstudent there, and they were probably known\\nthen to one another. He was also, as I have\\nbefore stated, a trustee of the college during\\nthe controversy which resulted in the famous\\nDartmouth College case in the United States\\nsupreme court, where Mr. Webster made the\\nargument, which brought tears to the eyes of\\nthe great Virginian, Chief Justice John Mar-\\nshall, and wrung a favorable decison from a\\nreluctant court.\\nThere was a color of probability to what\\nI was told, and a search for the truth has\\namused me, but at the church in Salisbury\\nthis marriage is recorded under the head of\\nMarriages by Mr. Worcester, a long record\\nrunning from Nov. 12, 1791, to Nov. 28, 1830,", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0101.jp2"}, "102": {"fulltext": "88 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nwhen Rev. Thomas Worcester was pastor of\\nthe Salisbury church, and I suppose it may\\nhave become the habit to write down any\\nmarriage wliich occurred, without careful\\nregard to the heading. Mr. Webster himself\\nseems to have made an error as to the date of\\nhis marriage. In his brief autobiography,\\nwritten in 1829, he says, June 24, 1808, I\\nwas married. To be sure tliis does not say\\nexactly that such was the date of his wed-\\nding, but, standing as it does in a sentence by\\nitself, that is what it has been taken to mean.\\nIf that is what it means, it was clearly a slip\\nof memory.\\nOn the records of the town of Salisbury is\\nthe following: Daniel Webster, Esq., of\\nPortsmoutli, and Miss Grace Fletcher, of\\nHopkinton, N. H., were married May 29,\\n1808. This does not give the name of the\\nclergyman.\\nAt the date of his marriage, Mr. Webster\\nlived in Portsmoutli. In the Portsmouth\\nOracle of June 11, 1808, is this: Married\\nin Salisbury, Daniel Webster, Esq., of this\\ntown, to Miss Grace Fletcher. This gives\\nneither date nor clergyman.\\nThe Concord Gazette of Tuesday, May 31,\\n1808, does a little better. It says, Mar-\\nried in Salisburv, on Sunday evening last.", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0102.jp2"}, "103": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 89\\nDaniel Webster, Esq., of Portsmouth, to Miss\\nGrace Fletcher.\\nThis Concord G-azette of Tuesday probably\\nwent to press Monday evening, as was the cus-\\ntom of that day, and I have wondered if my\\ngrandfather preaclied in Salisburj^ Sunday,\\nMay 29, 1808, married the young people, who\\nwere probably both known to him, drove home\\nto Concord Monday morning, and attended\\nto the publication of that notice promptly in\\nthe Gazette., which was then printed by his\\nfriend J. C. Tuttle. To add to the possi-\\nbility of my grandfather s having been in the\\npulpit at Salisbury on the above named Sun-\\nday is the fact that he was to preacli the\\nelection sermon in Concord on the follow-\\ning Thursday. Bouton s History of Concord\\nhas a partial list of the preachers of election\\nsermons, in which another name than my\\ngrandfather s appears for 1808, but this is\\nassuredly an error. The same Gazette which\\nprinted the notice of marriage saj^s, The\\nRev. Mr. McFarland, of this town, is ap-\\npointed to deliver the Election sermon on\\nThursday. I have been inclined to think\\nthat tlie preparation of that sermon (copies\\nof which are in existence) for the opening of\\nthe legislature so far occupied his time the\\nweek before the marriage that it might have", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0103.jp2"}, "104": {"fulltext": "90 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nbeen very conveiiient for him to exchange\\nwith Papson Worcester of Salisbury on the\\nSunday of the wedding. But after all, I\\nhave found no proof that Dr. McFarland\\nofficiated at the espousals.\\nThe annual town elections were opened on\\nthe morning of the second Tuesday of March,\\nand continued down to Friday or Saturday\\nat least once the meeting held into a second\\nweek. x\\\\s the elections were at the town\\nhall nearly opposite my home, and as our\\nfriends were active Whigs, and often beaten,\\nthose great assemblies were interesting,\\nalthough mostly unsatisfactory. Sometimes\\nthere were discussions on town affairs be-\\ntween men like Richard Bradley, Joseph Low,\\nSamael Coffin, and James Peverly, on one\\nside, and Isaac Hill, Franklin Pierce, Robert\\nDavis, and Joseph Robinson, on the opposite\\nside. There were violent personal hatreds\\nbetween Whigs and Democrats. Ex-Gov.\\nHill of the Patriot^ a red-hot Jackson man,\\nand in fact one of what is called in history\\nJackson s Kitchen Cabinet, used a good\\nmany lively nouns and adjectives in political\\nnewspaper attacks. These ways became the\\nways of partisans, and there was sometimes\\nhot and fretful talk on the town-hall floor.\\nGeneral Pierce was too ambitious to brook", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0104.jp2"}, "105": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 91\\ncontrol, so he rebelled a little against the\\nauthority of the political leader, but kept\\ninside the party lines. Within those lines\\nthere was an exhilarating- scrimmage on Sat-\\nurday, Feb. 18, 1842. Two factions of the\\nDemocracy, radicals and conservatives,\\nstriving for control of a caucus in the town\\nhall, came in collision, seats and desks were\\nsmashed, wigs flew in the dusty air, and\\nbloody noses were seen on most respectable\\nfaces. There was a great uproar and a clat-\\nter of flying feet, combatants chasing their\\nfoes as far down as Centre street. Two\\nPatriot newspapers were then seeking party\\nfavor, the Neiv Hampsliire Patriot and HilVs\\nJVew Hampshire Patriot.\\nThe old town hall was provided with a\\nspeakers platform at the west end, opposite\\nthe entrance, and a broad open floor led from\\nentrance to platform. Rows of benches were\\non eitlier side, facing not toward the plat-\\nform, but at right angles to it, as in the\\nBritish house of commons. On the south\\nwall hung a large clock-case with a dial, but\\nit was a hollow sham, into which a boy could\\nclimb. For a considerable period the even-\\ning meetings of the First church were held\\nin the old hall, and so afterward were the\\nservices of the early St. Paul s Episcopal\\nchurch.", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0105.jp2"}, "106": {"fulltext": "92 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nTown-meeting week was in some sense a\\ntown lioliday, a time for cakes and ale, gin-\\ngerbread and molasses cand} Peddlers of\\nvarious notions, and hucksters bootlis, were\\nnumerous in the trampled snow of the town-\\nhouse liill. People from outlying districts,\\non the borders of Boscawen, Bow, Canter-\\nbury, Chichester, Dunbarton, Loudon, and\\nPembroke (a cluster of dignified English\\nnames), came in the morning, some of them\\nto stay all clay and go home in the evening\\nwith the smell of rum in their garments.\\nIn the choice of moderator no check-list\\nAvas used. The chairman of the selectmen,\\nstanding at the handle of the big front door,\\nreceived the ballots of the voters, who, to\\nprevent double voting, entered and remained\\nwithin the hall perhaps a weary half day, un-\\ntil the polls were closed, although there was\\nan occasional escape through some neglected\\nwindow. In 1843 Joseph Low, a Whig, was\\nelected moderator in opposition to Franklin\\nPierce, Democrat.\\nThere were usually ballots of three parties,\\nFree Soil, Whig, and Democratic, and\\nsometimes those of bolters or factions got\\ninto the field. George Gault and I once\\ncarved in pine wood two droll devices for\\nheadings, and printed tickets at my father s", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0106.jp2"}, "107": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 93\\npress, designed to ridicule certain local poli-\\nticians, a South End gentleman being the\\nespecial object of our displeasure. Taking\\nexceptional care in the printing, we carried\\nour productions to the town hall, but were\\nafraid to distribute them. Concealing tlie\\npackages imperfectly in the crevices of a\\nwoodpile on Mr. John Stick ney s estate, we\\nwent away for deliberation, and on our return\\nwere astonished to find a big, sober-faced man\\nselling our tickets for ten cents each, in a\\nvery active market. Then we realized that\\nTliere is a tide in tlie affairs of men.\\nWhich, taken at tlie tlooci, leads on to fortune,\\nfor we had no more than ten cents each to\\nspend in all town-meeting week.\\nThis great annual meeting brought all the-\\nqueer local characters to tlie front among\\nothers, Benjamin Green, a half-crazy English-\\nman, with perhaps a broadside of original\\ndoggerel verses John Virgin, a cranky pen-\\nsioner of the War of 1812, who served under\\nGeneral Harrison at Tippecanoe, vehement\\nand sometimes eloquent in praise of his old\\ncommander and Henry Clay and a man\\nfrom The Borough, who went striding\\nabout, Avith a pole held at his shoulder as if\\nit were a gun, sliouting Guards to the right\\nDragoons to the left! Advance the centre!", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0107.jp2"}, "108": {"fulltext": "94 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nSuch queer people seem to be extinct.\\nOur Decided Characters, who were por-\\ntrayed by Mr. Charles L. Wheeler in a Con-\\ncord Director}^ published by him in 1853,\\nhave apparently left no successors.\\nAs long as annual sessions of the state\\nlegislature began in June, so long was Inaug-\\nuration or Election chw the best holiday of\\nthe year. It came in the most delightful of\\nall the months, and the wliole town was made\\nready for it. Contracts for house building\\nand painting were timed to be completed\\nbefore that day, and lawns were raked of\\ntheir last dead leaf. New clothes were\\nbrought home from the tailors, and new bon-\\nnets had their first outing. Out-of-town visi-\\ntors swarmed in, arrayed in their best. The\\nmilitary turned out, infantry, artillerj and\\n(in 1860- 65) the Governor s Horse Guards.\\nThis was a brave show. To be sure the\\nHorse Guards had their difficulties what\\nmilitary company does not? Their untrained\\nhorses could never qaite comprehend why\\nsabres should be drawn, and the flash of steel\\nabout their heads scattered the whole caval-\\ncade into separate units. Then there was\\none occasion wlien bold John Barleycorn\\ngot in his work. A bustling officer of the\\nguards mounted his horse at the Phoenix,", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0108.jp2"}, "109": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollectio7is. 95\\nbefore the hour for parade, and made a head-\\nlong dash down Main street, slashing with\\nhis sabre right and left at imaginary foes,\\nand putting to desperate flight a demure cow\\nat the South End. This achievement being\\nsatisfactorily accomplished, he came back up\\nthe street at like pace, and landed prone in\\nthe dust in front of Phcenix block, exclaim-\\ning, The. horse was not to blame I Thence\\nhe was borne off to bed, and the horse, which\\nhad stood quietly by the fallen rider, was led\\naway to the stable. Such scenes did not\\noccur on Main street every da}^, or every\\nElection day either. The career of that\\nHorse Guard was over.\\nHis banner led the spears no more amidst the hills\\nof Spain.\\nIf any person of the olden time had fore-\\ntold the present biennial winter sessions,\\nwithout music and banners, fakirs and magi-\\ncians, lemonade and lection cake, he would\\nhave been regarded as a hopeless lunatic.\\nThere was work as well as play for the\\nboys of 3845, work in the garden, hoeing\\nand digging, fruit-gathering, wood to saw,\\nsplit, and pile, and paths to shovel in winter.\\nNo grocer of that day delivered by wagon\\nthe goods sold to his customers. He surren-", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0109.jp2"}, "110": {"fulltext": "96 Sixty Years in Concord.\\ndered commodities at his store, and the pur-\\nchaser got them home as he best could. In\\nsuch service my wheelbarrow was useful,\\nand my father would dispatch me to the\\ngrocery, usually that of Deacon Nathaniel\\nEvans, which stood wdiere is now the Chase\\nbuilding, with a written order for whatever\\nwas wanted, drg,wn in his strong, character-\\nistic liand, which ran usually in this way:\\nMr. Evans Please deliver to this lad the\\nfollowing [here was a list of articles], and\\ncharge the same to the account of\\nYour obt. servant,\\nAsa McFakland.\\nall as carefully capitalized and punctuated\\nas if it had been a paper of the State De-\\npartment. This was rather serious business\\nwhen tlie supply of wheat flour and sugar\\nand molasses needed replenishing, but there\\nwere neither delays nor accidents on the line.\\nThe streets and walks were not crowded with\\ntraffic.\\nI was often at the printing-otRce, then in\\nthe third story of Stickney s building, which\\nfaced the state-house park, to render such\\nservice as was within my strength and ca-\\npacit}^ First-class printers made constant\\nuse of the dry-press for restoring finish to\\npaper which had been wet before printing.", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0110.jp2"}, "111": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0111.jp2"}, "112": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0112.jp2"}, "113": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 97\\nand indented bj the impression of type. The\\npractice of wetting paper was then universaL\\nTo restore the printed slieets to their original\\nfinish, they were phiced between hard,\\nsmoothly finished pasteboards, and subjected\\nto great pressure in powerful screw^ presses.\\nIt seems as if I must have put in and\\ntaken out in those years enougli sheets of\\npaper to cover the whole territory of Concord\\nwith literature. It was monotonous toil, be-\\ngun when I was too small to stand in one\\nplace and reach to the right or left for sheets,\\nso it was necessjuy to wallv to and fro in front\\nof the bench, like the swing of a pendulum.\\nThere was a story current among the boys\\ntliat Dr. Timoth}^ Haynes liad a dissecting-\\nroom in the attic at the south end of the\\nStickney building. Two or three of us went\\nto the roof above the printing-office, ran\\nalong tlie ridge, ventured down a convenient\\nscuttle, and found tliere a human body on a\\ntable covered witli canvas. It Avas a grue-\\nsome sight, and we stood not long upon the\\nordei of our going.\\nAmong my father s customers were the\\nCanterbury Society of Shakers, and David\\nParker, chief of that society, persuaded him\\nto have a dry-press of a new pattern built by\\nthem at Canterbury. It was not scientif-\\n7", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0113.jp2"}, "114": {"fulltext": "98 Sixty Years in Ctnicord.\\nically designed in some of its proportions,\\nand proved to be too weak to resist its own\\npower.\\nTlie Sliakers essayed to do some of tlieii-\\nown printing, and I heard my father and\\nDavid Parker, or Thomas Corbett, discnss-\\ning the workmanship of a doctrinal book\\nwiiich they had issued. My father had\\nobserved errors in it, altliough the Shakers\\nclaimed that the printing liad l)een done\\nunder inspiration from Heaven, and that\\nafter first proofs liad been corrected b}\\nhuman liands, revised proofs had been taken,\\nleft in a convenient place, and the angel\\nGabriel summoned Ijy trumpet to come down\\nand give the pages a final critical reading.\\nAmong printing-house workmen and\\napprentices, I remember well the old vet-\\neran William Hoit Capt. Sam A. Mor-\\nrison, who not infrequently took a drop too\\nmuch, and went about town brandishing a\\ncane at invisible tormentors, or in the office\\nmio ht flino missiles at an imaoinary imp\\nlurkino- iu some dim corner: Edmund S.\\nChadwick, Ervin B. Tripp, Frank Barr,\\nGeorge O. Odlin, Rufus Lane, Edward E.\\nSturtevant, George E. Jenks, Elijah Clough,\\nEdward A. Jenks, Andre av J. Gilmore, wlio v^\\nserved in the navy during tlie CiA il War,", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0114.jp2"}, "115": {"fulltext": "Personal RecoUectioiis. 99\\nEdward O. Witliingtoii, and Heiuy W.\\nPhelps, who became interested in a news-\\npaper at St. Paul, Minn., but came home to\\nHopkinton to die in October, 1857. Then\\nthere was Archibald, a guzzling Scotcli\\ncompositor, who tramped around a long cir-\\ncuit of towns, making his appearance here\\nirregularly, and remaining so long as he did\\nnot get intolerabl}^ drunk.\\nAmong persons of an earlier daj^, all now\\ndead, who became conspicuous in newspaper\\nundertakings and otlierwise, whom local\\nassociations would indicate for mention here,\\nare Nathaniel H. Carter, editor of the JVetv\\nYork Statesman^ born near the banks of Tur-\\nkey river, which he celebrated in the poem\\nTo my Native Stream George Kent, for\\nfive years prior to 1831 editor of our States-\\nman^ afterward consul of the United States at\\nValencia, Spain; George J. L. Colb} in 1844\\neditor of the People s Advocate in Concord,\\nmany years editor of the Neichiiryport Her-\\nald Paul Morrill, once a citizen here, one\\nof the founders of the Alta California^ San\\nFrancisco and Jacob H. Ela, an all around\\nman on several papers, afterward member of\\ncongress from the First New Hampsliire\\ntS District. WillianrT. Porter and George Wil-\\nkins Kendall were employees of the States-", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0115.jp2"}, "116": {"fulltext": "100 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nman and the Patriot the former, known as\\nYork s tall son, six feet four inches high,\\nfounded in 1831 the ^^f?6 York Spirit of the\\nTimes; and the other, in 1837, established\\nthe Retv Oi^leans Picaynne^ a great paper\\ndurino- the Mexican war, and since that\\nevent\\nMy father printed the New Hampshire\\ncourt reports under some arrangement with\\nHon. Joel Parker, the chief justice. Printed\\nbut unbound sheets of such reports were\\nkept for safe storage at a room on the sec-\\nond floor of the New Hampshire Historical\\nSociety s building; and many a trip to and\\nfrom that place did I make with the wheel-\\nbarrow before mentioned, tugging up and\\ndow^n those stairs loads of good law, now\\nquoted in many courts wliere English is\\nspoken.\\nGreat care was exercised in the printing of\\nthose reports, and as specimens of law print-\\ning, which has a style of its own, they will\\ncompare favorably with tlie reports of an}-\\nstate in the Union. Asa McFarland had an\\nhonest man s pride in his business, which he\\nloved as a worthy art; and writing this re-\\nminds me how troubled I was at being told\\nby the Morril boys that their father, David\\nL. Morril (who had been governor, and", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0116.jp2"}, "117": {"fulltext": "Personal MecoUections. 101\\nwrote occasional prosy articles for the jSfafes-\\nman over the signature of Senex\\ndeclared printing to be only a trade, and that\\nmy father ought not to mention it as an art.\\nIt seemed preposterous to me that any one\\ncould suppose my father to he mistaken\\nabout his own business hence my chagrin.\\nI should have been gratified could I have\\nquoted the inscription from the facade of\\nLawrens Coster s house at Haarlem, placed\\nthere before 16ii8, or even shown them, in\\nWorcester s Dictionary, the word jjy^inting\\ndefined as the act, the art^ or the practice\\nof imprinting words on paper.\\nThere was nothing relating to the art of\\nprinting as practised in his day which my\\nfather did not understand, and in which he\\ndid not at times take part. He wrote readily,\\nand could have produced a book, except\\nbindinof, doino- all the work with his own\\nhands. After he assumed, in 1851, the pub-\\nlication and editorial care of the Statesman^\\nhe did not oversee every detail of the estab-\\nlishment, but the impress of liis care was on\\nall the considerable productions of liis press.\\nThe printers work most distasteful to me\\nwas the boiling of glue and molasses together\\nfor the composition of ink-rollers, and this\\nperformance seemed, singularly enougli, to", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0117.jp2"}, "118": {"fulltext": "102 Sixty Years in Concord.\\ncome very often on Saturday afternoons\\nwlien there were school half-holidays. The\\nboiling being done, the rollers were cast late\\nin the day, and allowed to remain in the iron\\nmoulds until Monday morning, when they\\nwere taken out, and examined as carefully\\nas is the cylinder of a steam engine in a.\\ngreat foundry. Every printing-office then\\nmade its own rollers.\\nBut the youthful toil which caused me\\nreal distress was blowing the organ at the\\nSouth church. Tlie daughter of one of our\\nneighbors, being a pianist, was ambitious to\\nplay the organ, and wajited many hours of\\npractice. Stimulated by promise of suitable\\ncompensation, all of my Saturday -afternoons\\nfor a whole summer were spent in the work\\nof ^Eolus at that organ and beside losing-\\nlegitimate playtime, I was paid in nothing\\nbut charming smiles from tlie fair organist,\\na coinaofe which I have since learned p-oes at\\nits face value all around the world.", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0118.jp2"}, "119": {"fulltext": "VII.\\nCharles Kingsley says, There is no\\npleasure that I have ever experienced like a\\nchild s nudsumnier holiday. The time, I\\nmean, when two or three of us used to go\\naway up the brook, and take our dinners with\\nus, and come home at niglit, tired, dirty,\\nhapp3 scratched beyond recognition, with a\\ngreat nosegay, three little trout, and one\\nshoe, the other having been used as a boat\\ntill it had gone down with all hands, out\\nof sonnding. I have enjoyed that kind of\\npleasure at least the fishing and out-door\\ndinner not only in childhood, Imt ever\\nsince.\\nThere were visits to Meredith Bridge and\\nNorth Conway, where every stream had wary\\ntrout in it, whicli gave great satisfaction.\\nJacob Libby was a favorite stage-driver as\\nfar as Meredith Bridge, and Peter Hines\\nthence to Conway. After the Concord Rail-\\nroad was opened, the start from Concord was\\nso late that the latter portion of the drive\\nwas pushed far into, the night and being\\nonce the onl}^ passenger beyond Ossipee, I", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0119.jp2"}, "120": {"fulltext": "104 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nAViis tliiimped about heavily half asleep\\nand half awake, I was continually lying-\\ndown on the seat, tumbling off into the straw\\nat the bottom of the coach, and hunting for\\nmy cap, which was forever getting lost in the\\nblackness of space.\\nAmong the most delightful vacations which\\na boy could have were those at North Con-\\nway, then a charming village in the moun-\\ntains, without cars or caravansaries, or tourists\\nwith alpenstocks and plaid trousers. There\\nwas a daily mail stage thence to Concord,\\nand one quiet country inn. My father s\\neldest sister, Susan, became in 1838 the wife\\nof Gilbert McMillan, who owned and dwelt\\nupon the best and most picturesque farm in\\nthe whole valley of the Saco. My uncle\\nMcMillan was a descendant of Andrew\\nMcMillan, who came to this country from\\nLondonderry, Ireland, about 1754, served in\\nthe rangers with Capt. Jonathan Burbank\\nand Major Robert Rogers, purchased two\\nslaves, Caesar and Dinah, in 1767-68, and as\\nearly as 1775 was a prominent man in Con-\\ncord, having a store on the northwest corner\\nof Main and Pleasant streets. The wide and\\nbeautiful farm at Conway was a provincial\\ngrant to Andrew for military services in the\\nFrencli-Canadian war. Tlie mansion was", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0120.jp2"}, "121": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 105\\nspacious, a good example of the New Eng-\\nland farm-house, some rooms containing\\ndeep-backed settles fronting broad, generous\\nfireplaces. The morning after the midnight\\narrival on nn* first visit, as I came down to\\nbreakfast, the household dog Kover came\\ntearing up to greet me at the half-wa}^ land-\\ning on the stairs, and we formed a friendly\\nalliance ^yhich lasted until his death, and was\\nrenewed with various successors that bore\\nhis name.\\nNot far from the house, large barns shel-\\ntered the necessary horses and a goodly herd\\nof cattle. Behind the mansion were the\\nSaco meadows, in front was Sunset hill.\\nAway to the north, at the end of the Saco\\nvalley, was the sublime mountain range, of\\nwhich ni}^ uncle said, in reply to my inquiry\\nas I saw him lean daily on his cane and gaze\\nnorthward longingly and earnestly, that it\\nwas as grand and beautiful to his vision as\\nwhen his eyes first saw it. He was a Cliris-\\ntian gentleman, quiet, patient, appreciative,\\nfond of wit, going about his estate to super-\\nintend its cultivation like an English country\\ngentleman out of Bracebridge Hall, and\\nhis wife was his perfect counterpart. Would\\nthat every New Hampshire farm were to-day\\nin as honorable and delightful ownership.", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0121.jp2"}, "122": {"fulltext": "106 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nLandscape painters visited Conway fre-\\nquently, some of them not widely known,\\nbut Kensett and the Harts (James and Will-\\niam) were distinguished. I found one of\\nthe latter at work one moniino- near a turn\\nin Artist s brook, on my uncle s meadow,\\npainting a glorious picture of Pequaket\\nmountain, with the brook, meadow, and an\\nold scarred white birch in the foreground.\\nThere was an angry swarm of mosquitoes\\nbuzzing about his ears, and he might have\\nresented my intrusion l)ut he did not, and\\nwas so kind as to invite me to see his collec-\\ntion, and equally kind when I availed myself\\nof the invitation. My uncle s eye was so\\ntrained by dwelling among and observing\\ngrand scenes of nature that he could estimate\\na painter s merits l)y one long look at the can-\\nvas, and his comments on some of tlie efforts\\nof struggling genius were highly amusing.\\nDuring my first visit to North Conway, I\\nl)ecame so attached to tlie hills and valleys,\\nmy uncle and aunt, the birds and squirrels,\\nthe dog Rover and the horse Charlie, that\\nI was loath to heed a summons to return,\\nand my mother feared that my love for home\\nwas permanently broken. On a later visit, in\\n1850, my friend Robert A. Hutchins was with\\nme. Both were welcome to tlie boundless", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0122.jp2"}, "123": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 107\\nhospitalities of the farm. We walked from\\nNorth Conway to the mountains, going on\\nthe first day as far as Ethan Crawford s.\\nNext day we trudged up through the Great\\nNotch, dined at Tliomas Crawford s, the\\noriginal Notch House (built in 1828, burned\\nin 1854), and returned in the evening to\\nEthan s. The Saco river swarmed with trout.\\nWe took enough in a half liour to furnish\\nthe people at the hotel a good supper and\\nbreakfast. It was not a common affair for\\npeople to be making pedestrian journeys\\naround the mountains, and Etlian Crawford\\ndid not know exactly what to tliink of us.\\nAt length he inquired about our connections\\nin Concord, and being told, he said, Boys,\\nI know your fathers well. If you are walk-\\ning around these mountains because you are\\nout of money, tell me, and I will lend you\\nwhatever you need. Of course \\\\ye thanked\\nthe old gentleman for his kindness, told him\\nwe were walking for the fun of it, and better\\nto enjoy the scenery, and returjied to Con-\\nway by the way we had come, confessing to\\nsome fatigue from our fifty-mile tramp.\\nOn our way down tlie valley, the tiller of a\\nsmall farm hailed us, and learning we were\\nfrom Concord and knew relatives of his, in-\\nsisted on our enterino- his cottao-e and shariup^\\nc3 O O", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0123.jp2"}, "124": {"fulltext": "108 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nhis liunible dinner, whicli I remember was salt\\ncodfish and potatoes, though trout were very\\nabundant in a brook liurrying by liis door.\\nMy school-days came to a sudden and in-\\nglorious end. My father had been wanting\\nme to be a printer, but I had seen so much\\nof the dark side of the art preservative of\\nall arts that I shrank from it, and he patient-\\nly let me have my own way. Therefore we\\nwere going along in 1848 in uncertainty as to\\nwhat I should do, and he advised that I revisit\\nschool. Mr. Hall Roberts, who was then rather\\neccentric, had been, as before mentioned, a\\nprincipal at the Bell school, but, in conse-\\nquence of some disagreement with the school-\\ncommittee, had left, and was teaching a class\\nin the vestry of the Baptist church so to\\nthis latter place I repaired. The teacher\\ninquired what I was to study, and I replied\\nthat I was to be guided by his judgment,\\nwhereupon he proposed delving further in\\nthe same old books. My mind was resolved\\nI went home and told my father that I was\\ndone going to such schools. Tliis from a.\\nboy of seventeen probably amused him.\\nVery well, said he, you can come to\\nwork in the office this afternoon. I was\\nready when the hour struck, and for months", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0124.jp2"}, "125": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 109\\nand months inked book forms, standing be-\\nhind a hand press, nsing a liandle and frame\\nwhich carried double rollers, distributing iidv\\non the rollers by means of a wooden cylinder\\nwhich in its turn was revolved by a crank.\\nThis was by no means easy. Edmund S.\\nChadwick and George E. Jenks were the\\npressmen with whom I toiled most. There\\nwere three hand presses, and a long-haired,\\nignorant fellow named John Powell was my\\nillustrious rival at another press. At my\\npress we were ambitious to do a large quan-\\ntity of good work. A token an hour was\\ndeemed a fair stint, but on a long job of way-\\nbills for some railroad we struck them off at\\nthe rate of a token in forty minutes. This\\nwas done on a favorite press, which was\\nabout ruined in the great fire of 1851.\\nIn January, 1849, Mr. John F. Brown took\\nme for a clerk in his bookstore, where I\\nwanted to be for the sake of reading. This\\nstore was at the southeast corner of the state-\\nhouse park, squarely in space now occupied\\nby Capitol street where that street joins Main.\\nIt was the lineal descendant of a bookstore\\nowned early in the century by Isaac and\\nWalter R. Hill, later by Hill Moore and\\nHoratio Hill Co., and the old sign, bearing\\na portrait of the philosopher, diplomatist.", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0125.jp2"}, "126": {"fulltext": "110 Sixty Yecos i)i Concord.\\nand man of letters, Benjamin Franklin,\\npainted by Marsliall, an artist of some celeb-\\nrity, bad been over it since 1810 or 1811.\\nTlie wood-work and tlie orio-inal letterinof of\\ntbis sign were done b} William Low, of\\nLow Damon. A picture of tbe building,\\nerected by John Leacb in 1827 for Isaac Hill,\\nin wliicb tliis store was wben I came to know\\nit, constitutes tbe beading to tbe second page\\neditorials of tbe Patriot of tbat day. Tbe\\nbuilding was burnt in April, 1864.\\nMy fatlier told me tbat bookselliug Avould\\nnot do for a permanent occupation but I did\\nnot take a long look abead, and tbougbt tbat\\nan attractive store, full of books wliicb could\\nbe read in leisure bours, was a good enougli\\ngoal. M} salary was to be $50 tbe first year.\\nMr. Brown was a good-tempered employer\\nbe never reprimanded me, and I served bim\\nwell. Tbere was an older clerk wben I\\nbegan, but be did not stay. Wlien Mr.\\nBrown went away to tbe great trade sales\\nor book auctions in Boston and New York\\nbe left me alone, and I deposited our sales-\\nmoney in tbe Mecbanicks bank on Park\\nstreet, witb Mr. George Minot as casbier.\\nCommercial travellers were not often seen\\ntben, ])ut Messrs. Hogan Tbompsou, of\\nPliiladelpbia, bad a salesman from wbom Mr.", "height": "3281", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0126.jp2"}, "127": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. Ill\\nBrown bouo-ht blank books and stationery\\nwhen he came on semi-annnal visits to Con-\\ncord. Six months credit was allowed on\\nthese purchases. Almost all the first-rate\\nwriting-paper of that day came from England\\nand France, tliat of Monier, a French maker,\\nbeing preferred by Mr. Brown. He would\\nhold a sheet up to the light and exhibit the\\nwater-mark with much apparent satisfaction.\\nOn Harper Brothers publications a dis-\\ncount of twenty per cent, from retail prices\\nwas allowed to us. This disconnt was\\ndeemed too small, and was the cause of con-\\ntinual growling among country bookseller^.\\nMr. Brown, who began bookselling in\\n1836, was the publislier of Dudley Leavitt s\\nFarmers Almanac and of Brown s Pocket\\n^Memorandum or diary, both of which had a\\nlarge sale also of Tytler s Universal His-\\ntory, printed from old plates, and Putnam d\\nHodp^es Grammar, whicli last was somewhat\\nrevolutionary in its rules, and did not go off\\nvery well. Mr. Putnam was Bev. John M.,\\na Congregational clergyman in Dunbarton.\\nI think Mr. Hodges was, or had been, a Bap-\\ntist clergyman in the same town. T often\\nheard those three interested persons wonder-\\ning why there was not more demand for\\ntheir kind of grammar. Dudley Leavitt", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0127.jp2"}, "128": {"fulltext": "112 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nthen lived in Meredith, and the stag-e-drivers\\npointed out his house to passengers as tliat\\nof a person of great renown. The copy for\\nhis almanac, for wliich Mr. Brown paid 1100\\na year, was then made ready for manj^ ensu-\\ning years. He had been 1818- 19 a teacher\\nat the Bell school when my fatlier was one of\\nhis pupils. I remember him as a courtly man\\nwitli gentle manners.\\nAmong our book-buyers was Mr. Mason\\nW. Tappan, who had a law office at Bradford.\\nHis practice was to go around the store b}\\nhimself, select a good lot of books, and buj\\nthem witliout haggling. His visits were fre-\\nquent and welcome. No reader of this will\\nneed to be told tliat he Ijecame member of\\ncongress from our district, 1855- 61, and was\\ncolonel of the First New Hampshire regiment\\nin the VVnr of the Rebellion.\\nEx-Governor Isaac Hill, Avhen at home from\\nWashington, was frequently at our store,\\nand seemed to enjoy conversation with Mr.\\nBrown, who belonged to the same political\\nparty but the governor, as was his wont, did\\nmost of the talking. He had been a fierce\\nopponent of Daniel Webster, attacking him\\npolitically and personally in the Patriot\\nbut I remember one of those calls, which\\noccurred probably in the winter of 1849- 50,", "height": "3338", "width": "2106", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0128.jp2"}, "129": {"fulltext": "The Franklin Bookstore in 1850,\\n(From an old wood cut.)", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0129.jp2"}, "130": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3338", "width": "2106", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0130.jp2"}, "131": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 113\\nwhen Mr. Hill, just home from Washington,\\ncame in, and told Mr. Brown that he had\\nmet Mr. Webster, the old resentments had\\nbeen forgotten, they had enjoyed a most\\nagreeable interview, talked about New Hamp-\\nshire, about farming, and kindred subjects,\\nand became good friends. And Daniel\\nWebster is, said Mr. Hill, enthusiastically,\\nthe greatest man who ever lived in Ameri-\\nca As Mr. Hill died early in 1851, this\\npersonal friendliness was probably never\\nagain interrupted. Governor Hill was an\\nenthusiast about farming, and a fluent talker\\nabout the merits of pine-plaiu lands and\\nChenango and New York red potatoes.\\nGen. Franklin Pierce came in rather often.\\nHe was then, in the view of liimself and a\\nvery few intimates, a likely enough candidate\\nfor the presidency of the United States in\\n1852, a scheme to effect his nomination hav-\\ning been considered, on his return from the\\nMexican war in 1848, by himself, Pierre\\nSoule of I^ouisiana (Pierce s minister to\\nSpain), Edmund Puffin of Virginia (who\\nfired tlie first cannon shot at Fort Sumter in\\n1861), ex-Congressman John S. Barljour of\\nVirginia (who was active in Pierce s behalf\\nin the Baltimore convention of June, 1852),\\nand probably Jefferson Davis (Pierce s secre-", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0131.jp2"}, "132": {"fulltext": "114 Sixty Years in Concord.\\ntary of war), as well as others. This is\\nrelated on the autlioritj of a friend who had\\nthe general s full confidence. Judge Levi\\nWoodbury, of Portsmouth, had early in 1851\\nbeen put in the foreground as a candidate for\\nthe presidency b} the Democratic state con-\\nvention of New Hampshire, but he died in\\nSeptember of that year. General Pierce was\\ntrimming his political sails so carefully to\\ncatch the Southern breeze, in the winter of\\n1851- 52, that he squelclied a movement to\\ninvite Louis Kossuth to visit Concord, be-\\ncause tlie Hungarian patriot was not well\\nreceived at Richmond, or some like Southern\\ncity.* All the talk of that time about the\\npresidential nomination being an utter sur-\\nprise to him was mere political claptrap.\\nCharles H. Peaslee, Asa Fowler, Calvin\\nAinsworth, and other men of that coterie,\\nwere often in the bookstore, as was Jesse A.\\nGove, who had been a lieutenant with Gen-\\neral Pierce in the Mexican war, was after-\\nward colonel of the Twenty-second jNIassa-\\nchusetts regiment, and was killed in battle on\\nthe Virginia peninsula in elune, 1862. Col-\\nonel Gove was then reading law. Among\\nthe local law students of about that period\\n*In regard to Kossuth, Charles Sumner wrote to his brother\\nGeorge from Washington. Jan. 5, 1852, There is a wretched\\nopposition to him here proceeding from slavery-.", "height": "3338", "width": "2106", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0132.jp2"}, "133": {"fulltext": "Personal RecoUections. 115\\nwere Col. John H. George, Francis B. Pea-\\nbody, since of Chicago, William B. Gale,\\nsince a distinguished Massachusetts lawyer,\\nSidney Webster and Stratford Cannino- Bai-\\nley, afterward of New York city.\\nThere was another rather frequent and\\nsomewhat dangerous visitor: this was Sam-\\nuel G. Chase, of Hopkinton, a man of Hercu-\\nlean size and strange fancies. Rather gentle\\nin his ordinary moods, he never came in with-\\nout inquiring if I was a son of Judge Upham,\\ntoward whom he did not feel kindl}^ for he\\nhad a craz}^ notion that the judge was keep-\\ning the Concord Railroad out of his personal\\npossession. Once he came in with a gun,\\nand seemed to be hunting for the judge, but\\nleft the weapon in the store until he v^ent\\nhome in the evening. Afterward he shot at\\na Hopkinton man, toward whom he had\\nsome dislike, and was committed to the asy-\\nlum for the insane.\\nAnother queer visitor became an habitual\\nlounger on the premises. His custom was to\\ngo behind the counter, find some book, and\\nbusy himself in reading it, always in the\\nvicinity of the money-drawer. After a time\\nsuspicion led me to fasten a bell to the\\ndrawer with a whalebone spring fixed so it\\nmust ring if the drawer was opened. The", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0133.jp2"}, "134": {"fulltext": "116 SLrty Years in Concord-\\ndenouement came with startling promptness.\\nThe thief came to the store when Mr. Brown\\nwas out, but Mrs. Brown happened by some\\nfortunate chance to come in. Our visitor\\ntook his accustomed position, and when he\\nthought liimself unobserved, the bell rang\\nloudly, a sort of vigilance-committee ring,\\nheard ver}^ distinctly all over the store.\\nHe discovered that he was detected, and\\ndeparted. In response to a note from Mr.\\nBrown he returned that evening, confessed,\\nand eventually made restitution of a sum\\nsufficient, he said, to cover his stealings so\\nhe was promised immunity from exposure.\\nHe was not what our people called town\\nborn, that is, not by birtli a Concord boy.\\nSt. Valentine s Avas an eventful day, for\\nsending valentines was a prevalent custom.\\nThose which we sold came from New York.\\nSome were regarded as very elegant, and cost\\ntwo or three dollars each, but those called\\ncomic were hideous things, unfit to be put\\nin the mail nearly all found ready sale\\nat retail prices about doul)le the wholesale\\ncost.\\nMacaulay s History of England, at least\\ntwo volumes of it, was pul)lislied in London\\nin 1849, and American publishers made haste\\nto reprint it. Harper Brotliers got out an", "height": "3338", "width": "2106", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0134.jp2"}, "135": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 117\\nedition in a few days after they obtained a\\ncopy, at two dollars a volume. Phillips,\\nSampson Co., of Boston, followed this\\nwith one at a dollar a volume, and Harper\\nBrothers retorted with another at fifty cents\\nso almost everybody was just then reading\\nJiistory.\\nHcoyer s 3Ia(/azine was started in 1850,\\nand there was some local demand for it,\\nthough less than a dozen copies monthly were\\ntaken at our store during the first year of its\\nexistence. It was a reprint of articles se-\\nlected from English magazines, and the first\\nnumber had but three engravings in addition\\nto some fashion plates. However, it was bet-\\nter than Godey s Lady s Book or Graltanis\\nMagazine^ which had been in favor, and was\\n.said by the publishers to be unsurpassed b}^\\nany similar publication in the Avorld. Tlie\\nwork of the engravers and printers was much\\ninferior to that of the magazines of to-day.\\nTlie American Art Union was a respecta-\\nble New York lottery of that day. Au}^ per-\\nson, by the payment of five dollars, could\\nobtain a valuable engraving, and entitle liim-\\nself to a chance of drawing by lot some\\nmore valuable book, picture, bronze, or\\nstatue. Mr. Baruch Biddle was fortunate\\nenoug h to draw Audubon s Birds of Amer-", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0135.jp2"}, "136": {"fulltext": "118 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nica, several volumes, witli life-size colored\\nplates a splendid prize but Mr. Biddle was\\nnot an ornithologist, so he left the work with\\nMr. Brown to be sold if a satisfactory price\\ncould be obtained. It remained in the store,\\nan object of much interest, for several months,\\nl)ut eventually went to a distant buyer, at, I\\nthink, 8300. Copies are reported to have\\nsold in London recently for 81,725.\\nThe sword presented to General Pierce,\\nunder vote of the legishiture of New Hamp-\\nshire in June, 1849, for service in the Mexi-\\ncan war, was on exhibition at the bookstore\\nas long as it attracted any curiosity. The\\ngeneral received a similar weapon from ladies\\nof Concord in May, 1847, and the presenta-\\ntion speecli was made by the daughter of a\\nclergyman.\\nThe Franklin Bookstore, as Mr. Brown\\ncalled it, appeared to be prosperous, and its\\nowner contented; therefore it was a consider-\\nable surprise when Mr. B. W. Sanborn, who\\nhad a bookstore just across the street, came\\nover in May, 1850, and, with very little talk\\nor ado, bought the wliole concern, books,\\nstationery, fancy goods, and Mr. Brown s\\nshare in the building. Tlie second year of\\nmy clerkship was passing, and the fifty dol-\\nlars salary had been doubled but it had been", "height": "3338", "width": "2106", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0136.jp2"}, "137": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 119\\nmade plain to me that my father was right,\\nthat I had better not be a book-seller so, I e-\\nmaining with the new proprietor only long\\nenougli for his assistants to become familiar\\nwith the shop, I went out to see what other\\nway of business might open.", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0137.jp2"}, "138": {"fulltext": "VIII.\\nAt the end of this bookselling experience\\nmy father was en route for Europe Avith his\\nbrother Andrew, the superintendent of the\\nNew Hampsliire Asylum for the Insane, in\\ntlie prosecution of a plan for travel long cher-\\nished by them both. As the coach for the\\nrailway station took him from our door, on a\\nbright July morning in 1850, Mr. Nathan\\nStickney, usually one of the selectmen of the\\ntown, drove by, and being a witness to the\\nleave-taking, said to my friend George Gault,\\nwho was driving Avith him, that he never ex-\\npected to see Mr. McFarland again. That is\\nhow the dangers of sailing to Europe were\\nestimated in Concord. M}^ father s voyages\\nto Liverpool and from London were made by\\nway of the Grinnell, Minturn Co. New\\nYork line of sailing packets, some of the best\\nships in wliich Avere built in Portsmouth, and\\nat least one of them liad a New Hampshire\\ncaptain.\\nI was so fortunate as not to be long out of\\nemplo3mient. Mr. Rufus Lane, Avho has been\\nmentioned before as a compositor in my", "height": "3338", "width": "2106", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0138.jp2"}, "139": {"fulltext": "Personal MecoUection,^. 121\\nfather s printing-office, had become clerk and\\ntirae-keeper at the machine shop of the Con-\\ncord Railroad at 11.17 a day, and I was hired\\nto assist him temporarily in the preparation\\nof some tabular statements. Then I was at\\nthe postoffice two or three weeks, serving\\nunder Major Ephraim Hutchins, who had\\ngiven up the Phcenix hotel, and was eiglith\\nin the honorable line of Concord postmasters.\\nBy this time the work which I had done under\\nMr. Lane s supervision had been noticed in\\nthe office of the superintendent of the Con-\\ncord Railroad, and I was engaged to serve as\\na junior clerk in that office for #20 a month.\\nThe Concord Railroad had been chartered\\nas early as 1835. It was contemplated at first\\nto build from Lowell to Concord. The dis-\\ntance from Nashua to Concord is less than\\nthirty-five miles, and the elevation to be over-\\ncome in that distance is less than one hun-\\ndred and seventeen feet. Engineers estimated\\nthe cost of a single track with sufficient roll-\\ning stock would be $550,000 this was, how-\\never, for a line on the west side of the Merri-\\nmack all the way, which would require no\\nlong bridges. It was difficult to raise even\\nthe above named sum. Pecuniary troubles,\\nwhich culminated in 1837, exerted a depress-\\ning influence, but in 1840 a resolute effort", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0139.jp2"}, "140": {"fulltext": "122 Sixt^ Years in Concord.\\nwas made. Messrs. Joseph Low, Natlianiel\\nG. Upham, and Charles H. Peaslee, a com-\\nmittee of the corporators, made a report,\\nwhich was of the nature of a prospectus, giv-\\ning details of cost and probable traffic, as\\nwell as some careful estimates made by Peter\\nClark, of Nashua, Avho liad been agent of the\\nNashua Lowell Railroad, and was engaged\\nto go over this line as an expert. These gen-\\ntlemen mentioned as an encouraging circum-\\nstance that a railroad had l)een constructed\\nfrom Montreal soutlierly to St. Johns on the\\nSorel or Richelieu river also that a toll-gate-\\nman just below Concord had kept statistics,\\nwhich proved that 35,760 tons of freight had\\npassed through his gate by teams in one year,\\nwhile the Concord Boating Company carried\\n7,039 tons and the stage-coaches on the\\nMammoth road carried 29,758 passengers in\\nthe year ending Sept. 30, 1840. The freight\\nrate from Boston to Concord by canal-boat\\nwas $D per ton going back with the stream\\nit was one dollar less. A boat was five days\\ncoming up and four days returning, and the\\ncapacity of a boat was fifteen tons. There\\nwere twenty boats, tliree men to each. (The\\nfreight rate by boat in 1815 was thirteen dol-\\nlars per ton up stream and eight dollars down\\nstream.) The fare for a passenger between", "height": "3338", "width": "2106", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0140.jp2"}, "141": {"fulltext": "Persoiial Recollections. 128\\nBoston and Concord when it was stage-coach-\\ning all the way was -IS, later by coach and\\ncars it was \u00e2\u0080\u00a2it 2.50, and by the Mammoth road\\nit became as low as f 2. The freight rate b}^\\nteams before boats began to run Avas 120 a\\nton.\\nSeeking town aid for railroads was a resort\\nof even that day. In 1836 the town of Con-\\ncord voted to apply to the legislature for\\nauthority to subscribe for shares in this en-\\nterprise, and to borrow money wherewith to\\nmake payment therefor. In January, 1837,\\nsuch authority was obtained, and subscrip-\\ntions were made for eight hundred shares of\\nfifty dollars each. In 1841, disturbed by the\\nmagnitude of the undertaking, six hundred\\nshares (on which the first assessment had\\nbeen paid), were turned over free of cost to\\nthe Concord Literary Institution, which sold\\nthem to Gen. Joseph Low for 1675, and other\\ndisposition was made of a remaining lot of\\ntwo hundred shares. This was a preater\\nmistake than George Gault and I made when\\nwe hid our burlesque ballots in the Stickney\\nwood-pile. The dividends of the corporation,\\nfrom the date of its opening in September,\\n1842, average a little more than nine per\\ncent, per annum. Eacli one hundred dollars\\ninvested has returned directly to its owner", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0141.jp2"}, "142": {"fulltext": "12:1: Sixty YeavH hi Concord.\\n(May, 1890) four hundred and thirty dollars,\\nwhile the property has been greatly improved,\\nand the investment is apparently as safe as\\never. There have been some fluctuations in\\nthis prosperity. In 1855 business Avas not\\nsatisfactory, and but six per cent, was divided.\\nIf my memory is not at fault, there was but\\none through daily passenger train on each of\\nthe roads north of Concord that year.\\nAlthough it was feared at one period that\\nthe Concord road miglit be compelled to make\\nits northern terminus at Amoskeag, at least\\ntemporarily, means were obtained to complete\\nit as a single track on the line adopted, with\\ntwo bridges over the Merrimack, and suffi-\\ncient buildino^s and rollino^ stock, for some-\\nthing less than $800,000. The iron rails came\\nfrom England, weiglied fifty-six pounds per\\nyard, and cost on the wharf in Boston about\\n\u00e2\u0080\u00a2f 55 a ton. Now the best steel rails, weighing\\nseventy-two pounds per 3^ard, cost i35 a ton.\\nThe second track was laid in 1848, and the\\ncapital increased to #1,500,000. The corpo-\\nration owned at fii st but three locomotives,\\nthe Souhegan, Piscataquog, and Amos-\\nkeag, to which the Hooksett and Pena-\\ncook were shortl} added, each of ten tons\\nweight. Taken altogether, they weighed less\\nthan the General Lafayette of to-day. The", "height": "3338", "width": "2106", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0142.jp2"}, "143": {"fulltext": "Personal Reeollections. 125\\nSuncook, which weighed fourteen tons,\\nwas obtained in 1845 or 1816, and was re-\\ngarded as a tremendous affair. It stood on\\nfour driving-wheels, without a forward truck,\\nand was awkward in movement, but it did\\ngood work. If I am not mistaken, I saw it\\nonce back up into the Northern yard, hitch to\\na train of fifty-seven long, loaded cars, drag\\nthem from the side track, and then away to\\nNashua in a most resolute, self-reliant way.\\nIn 1847, when annual statistics began to\\nbe deemed worthy of publication, the mileage\\nof Concord Railroad trains was stated at\\n143,251 passengers carried numbered 203,-\\n505; freight carried, 103,371 tons. In 1889\\nthe passengers carried numbered 893,110;\\ntons of freight, 1,652,322.\\nIn the report of a committee of stockholders\\nmade in 1851 is a statement in regard to the\\nlands and station buildings of the company.\\nThe lands in Concord were a little more than\\nsixteen acres. The first passenger station\\nhad been removed, and converted into a car-\\nhouse and the second one, designed by Mr.\\nRiclip.rd Bond, an architect of Boston, had\\nbeen built by our townsman, Philip Watson.\\nThis building in outward appearance was\\nabout what our city hall would be if the\\ndome and piazza Avere removed, the wings", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0143.jp2"}, "144": {"fulltext": "126 Sixty Yearn i)i Concord.\\nlengthened, and a piazza constructed in front\\nof each wing. Within it on the lower floor\\nwere the train-house and the necessary\\nadjuncts on the second floor were a large\\nhall, and the offices of four railway corpora-\\ntions, the Concord, the Northern, the Mon-\\ntreal, and the Portsmouth. The Concord\\ncompany s offices were in the southwest cor-\\nner, and other rooms were furnished to the\\nother companies free of rent. The hall, sixty-\\nthree by sixty-nine feet in area, was the most\\nconvenient one in Concord (then or since),\\nbeing up only one flight, and reached by two\\nbroad, easy staircases. The rent charged\\nwas four or five dollars an evening, a little\\nmore if the company furnished a ticket-\\nseller. Some notable events took place\\nwithin its walls. Madame Parodi sung there,\\nso did Adelina Patti, then (1853) ten years\\nold, and so did Madame Anna Bishop, accom-\\npanied by the great master of the harp,\\nBochsa. Ole Bull was there with his violin.\\nWashington Allston s great picture of Bel-\\nshazza s Feast was shown in an adjoining-\\nroom, in March, 1819. The lecturers of the\\nConcord Lyceum,* for fees of |20 each, oc-\\n*This was an association of young men who assembled\\none evening in each week in the hall of the Natural History\\nSociety for improvement in debate. On one appointed even-\\ning the question was, Ought Concord to adopt a city char-\\nter? and public attention to the discussion was invited.", "height": "3338", "width": "2106", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0144.jp2"}, "145": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 127\\nc upied its platform, lialpli Waldo Eiiiersoii,\\nOliver Wendell Holmes, John G. Saxe, Thom-\\nas Starr King, Dr. J. Y. C. Smith, ex-mayor\\nof Boston, and the ex-actress, Miss E. Kini-\\nberly, reader of Shakespeare. Gen. Frank-\\nlin Pierce was received there, and made a\\npnblic address on his retnrn from the War\\nwith Mexico, in January, 1848 and there, in\\n1856, a meeting was held which resolved that\\nhe be received in solenni, mournful silence,\\nwhen as president of tlie United States he\\nvisited Concord in a partisan way during the\\nKansas-Nebraska agitation and the Buchanan-\\nFremont presidential campaign. The first\\nstate fair, held in October, 1850, was parti}-\\nin this hall, partly in the company s machine-\\nshop, and partl}^ on the meadows east of the\\nstation. Tickets to these various places of\\nexhibition Avere sold in a temporary shed on\\nthe south platform of the passenger station.\\nThe hall continued in full popularity, al-\\nthough the evening trains were an occasional\\nelement of disturbance, until 1855, when\\nPhcenix liall was l)uilt on Main street.\\nThe invitation was rather generally accepted, and the ladies\\nand gentlemen who assembled must have been amused when\\none of the disputants, Samuel Hermann, a Bohemian boj-\\nwho was learning of Ivory Hall the trade of a silversmith,\\nand spoke English imperfectly, gravely argued in favt)r of\\nthe charter because its adoption would transmute Concord\\ndirectly into a metropolis like New York or Boston. After\\nleaving Concord, Samuel entered Trinity college.", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0145.jp2"}, "146": {"fulltext": "128 Sixty Years hi Concord.\\nPublic affairs and political meetings were\\noccasionally held at Depot hall until it was\\nburned in 1859. One of the last uses to\\nwhich the old place was put was the drying\\non its floor of a remainder of two car loads of\\ncotton, which took fire on the way from\\nBoston to Manchester, and was by the good\\nmanagement of Conductor Freeman Webster\\nrun off the track into the pond at Winchester,\\nMass.\\nThe personal organization when I joined\\nit was formidable for a short road. It resem-\\nbled a military company with more musical\\ninstruments than muskets. The president\\nwas Isaac Spaulding, who lived at Nashua\\nhe was the largest stockholder, and was paid\\nf 1,000 a year. He was a timid- man in deal-\\ning with men, but sensible and practical\\nkept one eye on the Boston stock-market\\nwhere lie ventured his money, and the other\\non Peter Clark after Peter became hostile\\nto the road. Hon. N. G. Upham was the\\nsuperintendent at #2,000 a year, performing\\nalso many duties which are now regarded as\\nbelonging to a president, for which, being a\\ntrained lawyer, he was abundantly qualified.\\nMr. Upham had been a judge of the superior\\ncourt of New Hampshire, and probably some\\nof the good law which I liad, as hereinbefore", "height": "3338", "width": "2106", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0146.jp2"}, "147": {"fulltext": "Pei sonal Recollections. 129\\nmentioned, toted up and down the stairs in\\nthe Historical Society s building, was of his\\nmaking. The judge, as he was always called\\non the road, Avas a man of foresight, thought-\\nful, and watchful of any legislative or politi-\\ncal influences Avhich might l)e harmful to\\nrailways. He w^as annoyed by gadflies of\\nthe press and forum, who swarmed together\\nat certain seasons and joined forces for an\\nattack. These people carried their hostilities\\ninto the legislature, where they were con-\\nfronted by a most respectable lobby, com-\\nposed of persons whose names, if listed here\\nin collection with the little ($15 and $25\\nand $50) fees which they received, would\\nexcite both wonder and merriment. The\\njudge managed all the relations of the com-\\npany toward the public, and Avith connecting\\nroads, in a most satisfactory manner. His\\nadministration Avas careful, honest, and suc-\\ncessful. There Avere questions as to division\\nof traffic and earnings so well settled then\\nas to become established railway customs.\\nThere Avere also physical uncertainties\\none of our people thought a snoAA^-ploAV\\nmight be driven by a hand-car another, that\\nsnow would pi event trains from ever run-\\nning north of Concord in Avinter. The judge\\nhimself had a dream} mind for mechanical", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0147.jp2"}, "148": {"fulltext": "130 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nmatters, and was at some disadvantage on\\nthat acconnt. He was also nearsighted, and\\nrather fearful that something was going on\\njust beyond his vision not altogether to his\\nliking. Curiously enough, he once made an\\nattempt to test the sight of Phineas Davis,\\na passenger-train engineer, who had, it was\\nliinted, some visual defect. The jndge, witli\\nspectacles carefully burnislied and adjusted,\\ncalled Phineas off the engine, walked u^)\\nand down the platform in conversation witli\\nhim, and suddenly inquired if lie could see\\nsome object wdiich was tlieii in the distance\\nbut nobody ever knew which could better see\\nthe target, the judge or the engineer.\\nMr. Harvey Rice was the master mechanic\\nin the iron-shop, and Mr. John Kimball filled\\na like place in the wood-shop. Each was\\npaid f 1,000 a year but these salaries seemed\\nso generous in that day, that when a list\\nof employees and their compensation was\\nprinted in the annual reports, they were\\nstated at $3,191- per day, to sootlie the vision\\nof stockholders who might each, like Mrs.\\nJohn Gilpin, have a frugal mind. Mr. James\\nA. Weston was the civil engineer, at the same\\nsalary, in charge of repairs of the line and\\nconstruction. It does not look as if either of\\nthese gentlemen was overpaid. Mr. Rice has", "height": "3338", "width": "2106", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0148.jp2"}, "149": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 131\\nsince been master mechanic, or superintendent\\nof motive power, of vastly greater roads, such\\nas the Erie. Mr. Kimball has gained honors\\nof many kinds, and so has Mr. Weston in\\nfact, the state paid the latter as much to be\\ngovernor. Hon. Benjamin A. Kimball had\\njust entered on his connection witli the com-\\npany. George G. Sanborn, since local treas-\\nurer of the Northern Pacific Railroad, sold\\ntickets in the passenger station, and got\\n\u00e2\u0080\u00a2ii^l.67 a day for doing it. Elliott Chickering,\\nan incorruptible man of the old Whig school,\\nwas the wood-buyer, and charged \u00c2\u00a71.50 a\\nday for liis work. He had risen from the\\nposition of switchman. His coon-skin cap\\nand cigar pointing skyward were familiar\\nobjects in winter. John H. Elliott, who had\\nbeen a stage-coacli agent, was the general\\nticket agent at \u00c2\u00a7800 per annum John C.\\nGault, who has since been general manager\\nof the Chicago Northwestern Railroad, and\\nlield other like positions in the West, was\\na clerk in the Manchester freight-house at\\n\u00c2\u00a71.42 a day; Nathaniel P. Lovering, the\\ntreasurer, earned in 1850 a salary of \u00c2\u00a71,000\\nper annum, and had an office in Boston, on\\nState street, in the Merchants Exchange, a\\nbuilding which was one of the architectural\\nwonders of New England, but just now", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0149.jp2"}, "150": {"fulltext": "132 Sixty Yea7 s in Concord.\\npulled down as a mere (3uniberer of the\\nground. I told iny father, after his return\\nfrom Europe, about Mr. Lovering s princely\\nincome (with another salary from the Pas-\\nsumpsic Co.), and he encouraged me to hope\\nthat I might sometime do as well. Reuben\\nSherburne, since a most prosperous Boston\\nmerchant, was the master of transportation,\\nequivalent to general freight agent, and re-\\nceipted for ^1,200 per annum. George A.\\nPillsbury, the Minneapolis millionaire, who\\nhas just given to Concord the Margaret\\nPillsbury Hospital, succeeded Mr. Chicker-\\ning as wood-buyer, and came on the road\\na little later; as did also William S. Kim-\\nball, the rich tobacconist of Rochester, N. Y.,\\nwho worked in the machine-shop, and now\\nand then made a trip as fireman on a loco-\\nmotive. Now he has in his greenhouse\\n1125,000 worth of orchids. The railroad\\nseems to have been as good a training-school\\nas an Institute of Technology.\\nMr. James W. Sargent, at f 700 a year, was\\nmy immediate superior. He Avas called pay-\\nmaster and superintendent s clerk, but his\\nduties were like those given to a local treas-\\nurer of to-day. He had been a teacher of\\npenmanship, and could keep a tidy set of\\nbooks with entries of formal routine char-", "height": "3338", "width": "2106", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0150.jp2"}, "151": {"fulltext": "Personal MeeoUections. 133\\nacter; was particular about his pens and\\npaper but got started fairly too late in life,\\nor had not self-reliance and mental reach\\nenough ever to get a greater railroad place.\\nHe took a department clerkship at Washing-\\nton in July, 1859.\\nBeside this indoor life at the desk, I was\\ngiven some open air duties was often sent\\nto Nashua with a message to our president,\\nor to the Nashua Bank, of which he was also\\npresident, to exchange money taken on the\\nroad for circulating notes of its own, every\\nbank being then in intense rivalry with every\\nother^ to keep its own notes out and to get\\nother bills in.\\nLevi P. Wright, the conductor who ran the\\nlieavy passenger train from Boston, which\\nreached Concord at 10 30 a. m. and returned\\nat 3 30 p. m., and who had an adequate\\nsense of the dignity of the duties which he\\nwas performing for ^54.17 a month, caught\\nme at Nashua on my first errand, and pulled\\nme up for an introduction to Mr. F. M.\\nStimson, station agent (|50 a month), and\\nGeorge W. Page, ticket-seller (|24 a month),\\nas Mr. Sargent s new boy. I knew he\\nwas quizzing me a little for my shyness in\\na new relation, but as Page had been a school-\\nmate of mine, this did nobody any harm, and", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0151.jp2"}, "152": {"fulltext": "134 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nit was not very long before I gained courage\\nenough to run Mr. Wright s train when he\\nwanted a day off from duty.\\nIn public estimation the conductors were\\nthe most important railway officials. They\\nwere seen daily, Avhile the rules and time-\\ntables, and brief messages from headquarters,\\nto control such useful and dignified gentle-\\nmen, were not apparent. Beside Mr. Wright,\\nthere were George Clougli and William Dole,\\neach at #50 a month. Mr. Clough began\\nwhen the road began, having previously been\\na stage-coachman, and served down to 1866,\\ntwenty-four solid years. Mr. Dole liad been\\nlandlord of the Phoenix, and obtained his\\nposition on the road by purchase from his\\npredecessor, Ira Foster, on the payment of\\n$500, as commissions were formerly sold in\\nthe British ai my. I never heard of another\\ncase of purchase of place on a railroad train.\\nThe engine-drivers were next in public\\nregard, and were a ratlier remarkable group.\\nSeth Hopkins and liis brother William were\\nthe eldest in rank, and ran the two best\\npassenger trains, at 1{)2.25 a day. A run to\\nNashua and back was reckoned a day s work.\\nSeth was a strong, fearless man, rough in\\nspeech, punctual, always demanding the best\\nengine, giving it no gentle usage, and getting-", "height": "3338", "width": "2106", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0152.jp2"}, "153": {"fulltext": "Fer^onaJ MecoUertions. 135\\nits utmosfc out of it. He dared risks which\\nothers might shrink from, such as letting\\nwater go below all tlie gauges to get tlie\\nutmost steam space in the boiler, in a com-\\npetitive trial of engines at Lowell. This\\nexperiment resulted in a dead failure, for the\\nfusible plug melted, and out went his fire\\nbut coolness and careful judgment carried\\nliim safely through a hazardous experience of\\ntwenty years. He said that his train was run\\non the theory that every switch was set wrong\\nfor him all the way from Concord to Nashua\\nand back.\\nWilliam Hopkins was a different character,\\nfearful of danger, alert, and watchful as a\\nlynx. Careful of his engine, he was esteemed\\nhighly by the master mechanics. A collision\\nat Goff s falls in May, 1854, which came\\nabout through no fault of his, frightened\\nhim out of the service, because through this\\naccident he discovered that his own prudence\\ncould not keep peril at arm s length. In that\\ncase, having reversed his engine and opened\\nthe sand-box, he jumped overboard, and came\\nto himself among the wreck, with the red\\ncontents of a demijohn flung out of the ex-\\npress car dripping from his clotliing. There\\nwas no doubt of his fright, but a reassuring\\nsmell of old brandy in the air revived him.", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0153.jp2"}, "154": {"fulltext": "136 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nand he proved to be uninjured. Still lie left\\nthe road soon afterward, took a contract for\\nstone work on the Boston Lowell Railway,\\nand before long was instantly killed by the\\nfall of a derrick.\\nPhineas Davis, at f 2 a day, was a patient,\\ngentle man, full of good intentions, but\\nrather nervous went over his engine while\\nit was in motion, and at train stops was out\\nwith a wrench or an oil-can to doctor some\\nrattle or squeak. He went into a damaged\\nculvert with the engine John Kimball, on\\nthe Manchester Lawrence division, in\\n1864, and was killed.\\nCharles F. Barrett, at that time in receipt\\nof $2 a day, was an easy-going man, careful\\nand conscientious. No more successful driver\\never stood on a locomotive. Forty-three years\\nin charge of an engine, witliout an accident\\ninvolving loss of life or injury to person or\\nproperty laid at his dooj is a record that\\ntells its own story of vigilance and capability.\\nI was once sent down the road in charge of a\\nspecial train carrying the Canadian mail for\\nEurope, which had been delayed north of\\nConcord, and we started about the time the\\nmail should have been in East Boston. The\\nsteamship was waiting, and we had direc-\\ntions to go as far as Lowell without tlie usual", "height": "3338", "width": "2106", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0154.jp2"}, "155": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 137\\nchange of engines at Nashua. I heard some-\\nbody tell Mr. Barrett to run as fast as possi-\\nble, but there was a thick fog in the air, and\\nhe would not go an inch in a mile faster than\\nwas safe so the Cunarder had to wait until\\nthe sleepy Canadian mail agent got on board,\\nabout two and a half liours late, with the\\nwonderful Royal mail, perhaps fifteen bushels\\nof it.\\nWhen the Mcinchester Lawrence line to\\nBoston was completed, in 1850, a sharp com-\\npetition sprung up. In September of that\\nyear it was determined by the managers of\\nthe line via Lowell to put on two daily ex-\\npress trains between Concord and Boston,\\nand the Concord compan}- furnislied one train\\nwhich went through to Boston and back\\nwithout chanoe of eno-ine or driver. This\\ntrain left Concord at 6: 15 a. m., and return-\\ning left Boston at 5 25 p. m. There w^ere\\nbut three way stops, and the time going\\ntoward Boston was an hour and fifty-five\\nminutes returning, it was two hours. Seth\\nHopkins ran our train with the General\\nStark engine, built by the Amoskeag Manu-\\nfacturing Co., and day by day that train was\\ndelivered at each end of the run on time\\nbut I think the Boston Lowell train,\\nwhich was given the same running time, left", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0155.jp2"}, "156": {"fulltext": "138 Sixty^ Years in Concord.\\nBoston at 8:15 a. ni., and returning left\\nConcord at 4 p. m., drawn usaally by the\\nBaldwin, sometimes by the McNeil, did\\nnot reach Concord squarely on time in the\\nwhole season, much to the chargin of the\\ndriver, Lester Aldrich, who declared to our\\nsuperintendent that no engine then ow^ued by\\nthe Lowell company had boiler capacity and\\npower enough to make the run. The truth\\nis, that the Low^ell company had not then\\nmuch heart in its long travel. It was a fav-\\norite statement of one of its directors, that\\nthe business of their Woburn branch was\\nworth more to tliem tlian everything they\\ngot from above LoAvell. My recollection as\\nto the time made by our express train of\\n1850 may be questioned by local railroad\\nmen of to-day but the statement is con-\\nfirmed by the Pathfinder Railway Guide., the\\nmanager of wliich has very kindly referred to\\nhis files for that year, and finds that the train\\nleft Concord at 6 15, Manchester at 6 40,\\nand eached Boston at 8 10. Returning, it\\nleft Boston at 5 25, Nashua at 6 25, Man-\\nchester at 6 50, and reached Concord at\\n7 25. No train over the same line is doing-\\nbetter now. It was fixed in my memory that\\nthe downw^ard time of our company s train\\nwas one hour and forty-five minutes, and so", "height": "3338", "width": "2106", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0156.jp2"}, "157": {"fulltext": "Personal JiecoUections. 139\\nthought Harvey Rice, then master mechanic^\\nand Charles F. Webster, then hreman on the\\nGen. Stark, but T suppose we cannot go\\nbehind the record in the Pathjinde7\\\\\\nAbout that time the 4moskeag Manufac-\\nturing Company completed a tall engine\\ncalled the Mameluke, with driving-wheels\\nseven feet high. Standing on the ground I\\ncould just touch the top of those wheels\\nwith an outstretched finger. Our company\\nwas urged to buy this engine for the express\\ntrain, and some trial runs were made with it,\\nbut the General, with wheels five and a\\nhalf feet high, was equal to the service the\\nMameluke was as great a terror to the\\nmaster mechanics as the cavalry of the desert\\nwere to Mohammed Ali, and the purchase\\nwas never made. Charles F. Barrett once\\ndrove this engine, with six passenger cars,\\nfrom Concord to Nashua in forty-two min-\\nutes, with Levi P. Wright conductor, and\\nGeorge Little baggageman. On this trip the\\nMameluke ran ten miles at the rate of one\\nmile in one ininute and two seconds. A\\nrecent mayor of ^Manchester, D. B. Varney,\\nrode on the front of the engine, a badly\\nfrightened man. The Mameluke was\\neventually reduced in height, and found a\\nbuyer in the New York Central Compan}", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0157.jp2"}, "158": {"fulltext": "140 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nIt was a part of my work to make the\\nmonthly payment of wages to employees of\\nthe road. At the machine-shop it was the\\nrule to cover the pay-roll with a sheet of\\nblotting-paper, with an opening therein, which\\nsheet was slid around to emxble a man to\\nsign for his own pay without disturbing his\\npeace of mind by seeing what other men were\\npaid. Daniel Law, a big blacksmith, once\\ncommitted a notable breach of etiquette by\\nlifting the blotting paper and reading the\\nwhole list. Station agents could of course\\nbe reached for payment by passenger trains,\\nbut to find section-men I caught rides on\\nfreight trains and hand-cars, or, if nothing-\\nelse served, track walking was the resource.\\nThe risks of robbery would forbid that kind\\nof tramping now.\\nAfter our compau}^ took control of the\\nManchester Lawrence there was more\\ntrain service for the passenger conductors,\\nand I made trips often for one or another of\\nthem. For three successive weeks I did the\\nwork of a conductor, one hundred and fifty-\\neight miles a day, beside some office work.\\nThis was when the old rail chairs were in\\nthe track, and the clatter of wheels as they\\nrolled over the rail joints filled my ears by\\nday and echoed in my slumbers all night.", "height": "3338", "width": "2106", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0158.jp2"}, "159": {"fulltext": "Personal Reeollections. 141\\nNothinof was allowed for sucb extra service,\\nand it was not in itself much to my liking\\nbut it carried me to Lawrence often, where\\nat the right season I loitered about the then\\ngrassy site of the present Pacific mills, and\\nsaw great draughts of shad taken by fisher-\\nmen using a seine also, and this was of\\nmuch more consequence to me, I gained in\\nthat then small city an acquaintance which\\nwas the most fortunate of my life.\\nThere were trains taken over the road at\\nsome times to which I look back with won-\\nder tliat nobody was hurt. Think of the\\nthronged state fairs, and running out of\\nManchester, in the twilight, without air-\\nbrakes or Miller platforms, seventeen cars\\ncrowded with passengers, some of whom\\nwere rather hilarious. That no accident\\noccurred on these occasions is abundant evi-\\ndence of the patience, skill, and caution of\\nthe engineers. There were the Central Ver-\\nmont trains also, which during some winters\\nwere late every evening, and a special trip\\nto Nashua became necessary, with a late\\nreturn on the engine, up the cold, dark val-\\nley, past the black factories and the blacker\\ncanals, hurtling along into the shuddering\\nair, with the headlight cleaving a narrow\\nrift in the darkness, its rays gleaming a lit-", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0159.jp2"}, "160": {"fulltext": "142 Sixty Years in Concord.\\ntie way off on the cold rails, and reflected\\ndimly by the white switch targets. William\\nHopkins (may he rest in peace!) on dark,\\nsleety nights leaned far ont of the cab side-\\nwindow, facing the storm, to get the farthest\\npossible view aronnd cnrves, incidentally\\nmuttering something else than benedictions\\nfor people who took the risk of running over\\nthe Manchester crossings ahead of the fl3 ing\\nTahanto or Passaconaway.\\nAfter appropriating for our engines the\\nlocal Indian names, mythology was resorted\\nto, and the Titan came on the road. One\\nof our master mechanics read somewhere of\\nthe wheel of Ixion, and deputized me to\\nfind out who that personage was. Search\\nwas made in a friend s Dictionary of Mythol-\\nogy, and the quest being satisfactory, Ixion\\ngave his name to a freight engine. I tried\\nto induce the authorities to go into poetry,\\nand have a Tarn O Shanter and John\\nGilpin, but they never did.\\nIt is sometimes wondered how conductors,\\nwith so few errors, collect the tickets of pas-\\nsengers who get on at way stations and dis-\\ntribute themselves through a train. Tliere\\nare various ways of identifying such, but the\\nexpectancy which shows in the face of an\\nhonest passenger when the conductor ap-", "height": "3338", "width": "2106", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0160.jp2"}, "161": {"fulltext": "Personal RecoUections. 143\\nproaclies aids as much as anything. 1 have\\nknown men to jump on a train, and be to\\nall appearance fast asleep before the con-\\nductor could get to them.\\nThere was little or no Sunday work. Jlie\\nonly Sunday train was an infrequent one to\\ntake along the Canadian mail, if the fort-\\nnightly Canard steamship liappened to come\\ninto Boston on a Sunday morning. It was\\na whistle of this train below Concord which\\nbrought Joseph A. Gilmore (then in trade)\\nto his feet and out of the First Baptist\\nchurch, one forenoon, to ascertain the price\\nof grain in Liverpool and when Rev. Dr.\\nCummings went Monday morning to the\\nstore to rebuke his parishioner, Mr. Gil-\\n]nore saw him approaching, and, as he came\\nwithin hearing, shouted to the teamster to\\nhurry up to the pastor s house with a bar-\\nrel of the best flour.\\nI have already mentioned Mr. Reuben\\nSherburne, our master of transportation. His\\noffice was in tlie early da3 S at the freight-\\nhouse in Boston, where his duties were per-\\nformed in a most accurate and business-like\\nwa}^ Judge Upliam determined that this\\noffice should be in Concord, and Mr. Slier-\\nburne came here as early as 1852, remaining\\nnot very long before he was appointed super-", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0161.jp2"}, "162": {"fulltext": "144 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nintendent of the Vermont Central. Mr.\\nJames A. Weston became master of trans-\\nportation, and brought about my transfer as\\nclerk to that office. On taking possession,\\nMr. Weston did not ask for any explanation\\nof affairs, nor did Mr. Sherburne volunteer\\nany; so I had a puzzle in studying books,\\npapers, and letters to pick up the thread of\\naffairs, for Mr. Weston remained the civil\\nengineer of the company, and gave his per-\\nsonal care to the duties of that office. There\\nhad been a belief on our road that nobody\\nbut Mr. Sherburne and his l)rothers knew\\nanything worth knowing about freight busi-\\nness, with the possible exception of Mr. Will-\\niam M. Parker of the Northern, and it did\\nnot add to my comfort, during the trials of\\nthose first two or three weeks, to have friends\\ncoming in with curious faces to witness the\\ntremendous failure to which they said we\\nwere doomed but patience and study solved\\nall the problems, and fortunately the company\\ndid not have to take the freight trains off the\\nroad.\\nMy most intimate railroad friends were\\nGeorge E. Todd, since superintendent of the\\nNorthern James R. Kendrick, since superin-\\ntendent of the Old Colony Henry C. Sher-\\nburne, not long ago president of the North-", "height": "3338", "width": "2106", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0162.jp2"}, "163": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 145\\nern George G. Sanborn, now of St. Paul,\\nMinn. O. A. Clough, now of The South pub-\\nlishing company of New York Charles H.\\nHam, since of Chicago, author of the book,\\nManual Training, and a writer on political,\\nfinancial, and social topics John Kimball\\nand Benjamin A. Kimball of Concord, James\\nA. Weston of Manchester, and Charles I.\\nElliott. It may be worth recording that all\\nthese are living except the last named, who\\nwas killed by an accident at the Dalles, Ore.,\\nAug. 29, 1861.* During the summer of 1854\\nCharles H. Ham and I took a three-months\\nvacation and went to Labrador, of which voy-\\nage something will be written in another\\nchapter.\\nJudge Upham was in Europe from July,\\n1853, to January, 1855, and during his ab-\\nsence the road was run by a triumvirate,\\nwith the president, Mr. Spaulding, as procon-\\nsul. This plan was a failure in some ways,\\none of its results being that when the\\njudge returned our department of the office\\nwas out of favor, and before long its duties\\nfell upon me. I endeavored to do all the in-\\ndoor and some of the out-door duties without\\na clerk, but found after less than a year s\\ntrial that I should ruin my sight by careful\\nMr. Kendrick, Mr. Todd, and Mr. Weston have since\\ndied.\\n10", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0163.jp2"}, "164": {"fulltext": "146 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nwork on books ruled with close horizontal\\nand perpendicular lines of various colors, so\\n1 bowed myself out in the summer of 1856,\\nbut have always looked back to those six\\nyears service in the Concord Railroad staff\\nwith contentment and pleasui-e.\\nThe corporation at that time was managed\\nwith considerable regard to the growth and\\nwelfare of Concord, and I am sure that if\\nJudge Upham had been in actual control at\\na later period, the shameless taking up of the\\ndirect rails to Portsmouth, and the building\\nof tlie Pittsfield line from Hooksett, would\\nnot have been perpetrated.", "height": "3338", "width": "2106", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0164.jp2"}, "165": {"fulltext": "IX.\\nOn the northeastern coast, not far from\\nwhere Canada terminates and Labrador be-\\ngins, where the Gulf of St. Lawrence nar-\\nrows into the Strait of Belleisle, is an inlet\\nof the sea named Bonne Esperance bay. It\\nis in the same latitude as the city of London.\\nForty years ago Newburyport fishermen\\ncalled it, or a portion of it, Salmon River\\nharbor. It is an inlet of considerable extent,\\nirregular in shape, and tlie impression on my\\nmemory is that it has twice the surface of\\nSunapee lake. The main channel leading to\\nit from the strait opens from the southward,\\nbroad, deep, and easy to navigate. There is\\nanother channel from the eastward, narrower\\nand less useful. The shores of this distant\\nbay are rocky elevations of moderate height,\\nrising abruptly from the water s edge, or\\nmarshy lowland. Much of the lowland and\\nsome of the upland is covered with soft moss\\nso deep that walking in any direction is diffi-\\ncult. One considerable stream the River\\nan Saumon finds its way into Bonne Espe-\\nrance bay through a rocky opening, and a\\nfiord two miles long in tlie northern shore.", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0165.jp2"}, "166": {"fulltext": "148 Sixty Years in Coiicord.\\nConnected with Bonne Esperance bay, by\\nchannels within the isLands, is another equal-\\nly spacious, called on the old charts Esqui-\\nmaux bay. Into this flows a river also called\\nthe Esquimaux, sometimes the Styx, which\\nreally is, I think, St. Paul s river.\\nThere is near the shore nothing like what\\nwe call woodland. The few spruces, birches,\\nand firs which grow are dwarfed to the mere\\nheight of a man s elbow. Where there is soil\\nit is thin and sandy, capable of producing in\\nthe short summer of that latitude nothing of\\nmuch value to man or beast. Grass grows in\\nsheltered places, and a few strawberries are\\nfound, not like the delicious ones abundant\\non the Upper Saguenaj^ There are also\\nraspberries, blueberries, stunted and bitter,\\nand an abundance of what the fishermen call\\nbaked apples, a name given in Labrador to\\nthe fruit of tlie Ruhus Chamceiyioi us^ or cloud-\\nberry. It grows profusely at the top of little\\nplants as tall as a shoot of penn^^royal, each\\nstalk producing a berry. This berry, as it de-\\nvelops, is first greenish white, then red, and\\nwhen ripe it takes an amber shade. It is then\\nabout the size and shape of a blackberry, and\\ntastes like a baked sweet apple. When ripe,\\nand also during the state of redness, this fruit\\nis a welcome addition to the food served on a", "height": "3338", "width": "2106", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0166.jp2"}, "167": {"fulltext": "Perso)ial Recollections. 149\\nfishing vessel. On the schooner that I knew,\\nthe cook s galley was most prolific of fried\\ncodfish and boiled potatoes. Other culi-\\nnar} achievements came forth occasionally,\\nsuch as baked beans, eggs of the murre or\\nfoolish guillemot,* cod s head chowder, and\\ngundy, a mj^sterious compound of hard\\nbread and molasses, of whicli a small quan-\\ntity lasted a long time. This dainty is said\\nto be not yet unknown at sea. On a great\\noccasion, which may have been tlie Fourth\\nof July, the cook produced a dried-apple pie\\nand a sheet of gingerbread. It may not be\\nopportune to dwell thus on affairs of the\\nkitchen, but the hunger of fishermen is pro-\\nverbial.\\nFurther north tlian Bonne Esperance ba}^\\na kindlier soil produces some potatoes, tur-\\nnips, and cabbages, but no grains. At Bron-\\nson s station, above Rigolette, a friend of\\nmine saw in 1859, growing on the south\\nslope of a hill, potatoes, beets, onions, and\\nradishes. On Bonne Esperance bay, inex-\\npressively dreary as it must be in winter, a\\nfew hardy people dwelt in the summer of\\n1854. Among them was John Goddard, a\\nsturdy Englishman, whose weather-beaten\\nIn September, 1836, the schooner Martha Jane, of Fall\\nRiver, arrived in Portland with two thousand dozen murre s\\neggs from the coast of Labrador.", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0167.jp2"}, "168": {"fulltext": "150 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nhouse, on a rocky liarbor island, was kept\\nin order by an Indian wife, and defended\\nby as fierce a team of Esquimaux dogs as\\ncould well be collected. Two miles away\\nlived John Haywood, and an aged man\\nnamed Chalker, whose daughter Haywood\\nmarried. These people had some nets ex-\\ntended for salmon, and kept a few articles,\\nsuch as cloths, powder, and cutlery, for sale\\nor for barter; and Goddard dealt in rum,\\nwhich goes everywhere and carries a curse\\nwith it.\\nAway to the northw/ird, or northwestward\\nfor the general line of the coast trends in\\nthe latter direction at Bradore, Hopedale,\\nHenley Harbor, and Batteau Harbor, are or\\nwere larger settlements of like people. There\\nwere also a few Moravian mission-stations\\nand all along the coast was traffic in furs, oil,\\nand fish. The means of life were wrung from\\nthe stormy sea, or from the lonely interior\\nwilderness, where the people dwelt in winter.\\nDuring some recent years the fisheries have\\nfailed, and succor of the Newfoundland gov-\\nernment has been necessary. The coast is\\nnot now a resort for New England fisher-\\nmen, although last year (1890) the fishing is\\nreported to have been excellent. There was\\na long series of 3 ears when the codfisheries", "height": "3338", "width": "2106", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0168.jp2"}, "169": {"fulltext": "l^ersonal Mecolh cfions. 151\\non this coast were abundant in their yield.\\nA Boston shii^master, Frederick Nickerson.\\nnow dead, told me a dozen or more years\\nago, that when he was a boy, probably about\\n1840, he was on the Labrador coast in a large\\nship from Boston, which was loaded with\\nsalted and dried codfish bought on the coast,\\nfor which a good sale was found in Spain\\nand r^ortugal, those Catholic countries being-\\ngreat markets for fish. Such voyages in such\\nships were not uncommon then; but it must\\nbe rare, indeed, that a square-rigged vessel is\\nnow seen on that lonely shore beyond Belle-\\nisle, though ships of the Hudson Bay Com-\\npany continue to make annual voyages to\\nYork Factory. At the time of which I am\\nwriting, small vessels came regularly from\\nLondon and took awa} the furs, fish, and oil\\naccumulated by English agents.\\nHearing occasionally, as Ave did, in the\\ninterior of New England, of these Labra-\\ndor fisheries, and the healthful influences of\\nthe occupation and the summer climate, it\\nseemed wise in the spring of 1854 to try\\nwhether sucli a radical change of air, scene,\\nand mode of life would not be recreative in\\nmany ways, and my employers were so kind\\nas to give me a three-months vacation. I\\ndetermined to go a-fishing, and my railroad", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0169.jp2"}, "170": {"fulltext": "152 SLrtij Vear^ in Concord.\\nfriend, Charles H. Ham, declared, to my sur-\\nprise, that lie would go too. Therefore we\\nrepaired to Newbiirjq^ort, where several fish-\\ning schooners owned by Mr. Richard Dodge,\\nof Hampton Falls, and Mr. Isaac H. Board-\\nman, of Newbury port, made annual voyages\\nto Labrador, and took passage in the An-\\ngelia, a fore-and-aft schooner of one hun-\\ndred tons measurement, whereof William\\nMorgan was master and part owner. This\\nCaptain Morgan dwelt in Seabrook, and\\nsailed the seas only in summer: in winter\\nhe was a follower of St. Crispin. Many of\\nthe crew miglit be styled web-footed shoe-\\nmakers, not being sailors of much experi-\\nence in fact, we had only one man on board,\\nthe mate, John Daley, who could have passed\\nfor an able seaman. He took pride in relat-\\ning how he placed a gilt star at the top of\\nthe maintopgallantmast of the famous ship\\nDreadnauglit, when she was built at New-\\nburyport.\\nMy friend and myself set out as passen-\\ngers, agreeing to pay fift}^ dollars each as pas-\\nsage money for the round trip; and there was\\nanother fellow in the cabin, from Newmarket.\\nContrary winds kept our schooner in port\\nthree days beyond the one appointed for sail-\\ning, and meanwhile we explored Newbury-", "height": "3338", "width": "2106", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0170.jp2"}, "171": {"fulltext": "Personal Ree jUectiotiH. 153\\nport, looked at the open churches, wandered\\nthrough the old cemetery, and deciphered\\nepitaphs, quaint and curious, among them\\na queer inscription to a good woman who\\ndied from swallowing a pea at her own ta-\\nble, and sweetly breathed her soul away, etc.\\nOn the ninth of June the Angelia sailed\\naway on a course east by south, designed to\\ncarry her past Cape Sable on the Nova Scotia\\nshore. Most people might have supposed, as\\nI did, with school-day map in mind, that the\\ndirection would be northward of east. The\\nweather was delightful, many sails were in\\nsight, and on the evening of the second day\\nCape Sable was passed. With a fair wind,\\non summer seas, we flew along the Nova\\nScotia and Cape Breton shores, past Sambro\\nHead, Halifax, and Louisburg, and on the\\nevening of the fourth day turned through\\nMillelieu passage into the Gulf of St. Law-\\nrence. Here came on the morrow what was\\nnot so agreeable,\u00e2\u0080\u0094 fog and storm and a lum-\\nber-laden ship from Quebec, bound to Europe,\\ncame rather near running us down. Cape\\nForlorn Hope, Cape Ray, and Cape St. George\\nwere sighted dimly, and on June sixteenth\\nrefuge from a threatening gale was found in\\nthe great Bay of Islands on the west shore of\\nNewfoundland.", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0171.jp2"}, "172": {"fulltext": "154 Sixty Yearn in Concord.\\nThe grandeur of the Bay of Islands will\\nsome day be more widely known. All the\\nnavies of the world might float on its impe-\\nrial bosom. Its shores are majestic hills.\\nMr. S. G. W. Benjamin, in the Cruise of\\nthe Alice May, printed in the Century\\nMagazine for 1884, and afterward in book\\nform by D. Appleton Co., says of it,\\nI never shall forget how Guernsey island\\nlooked that morning, as the little schooner\\nran under its tremendous cliffs and tacked.\\nOne thousand feet above us it towered, a ver-\\ntical rock, over which the mists drove like\\nsmoke. Although we were fully a mile from\\nit, it fairly seemed but a stone s-throw from\\nthe ship. This Gibraltar-like rock lies mid-\\nway in the channel. Although it is two full\\nmiles from South Head, it was impossible to\\nbelieve it. The cliffs on each side Avere so\\nvast, it was only by timing the distance as\\nwe tacked from side to side that I could\\ncredit what the chart and dividers stated.\\nBut even after I was convinced that it was\\ntwo long miles between the headlands, I\\ncould not realize it until I had seen the\\nheights at all times of the day and in all\\nstates of the atmosphere.\\nAfter struggling at her task all the morn-\\ning, the Alice May finally reached into\\nthe Bay of Islands, and came abreast of Sark\\nHarbor. The sun came out, the clouds rolled\\naway, and the magnificent scenery of the Bay\\nof Islands lay around us. The coast scenery", "height": "3338", "width": "2106", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0172.jp2"}, "173": {"fulltext": "Pe7 S0}ial Recollections. 155\\nof the world offers few prospects more grand,\\njnore varied, more eiichantiiigly beautiful than\\nthis. Certainly on the Atlantic coast of North\\nAmerica its equal is not to be found.\\nThe Bay of Islands is about twelve miles\\nsquare. Its entrance is guarded by Guern-\\nsey, Pearl, and Tweed islands, which are all\\nexceedinglj^ loft}-. Opposite Gnernse}^ is\\nSark mountain it is isolated, and rises one\\nthousand three hundred and six feet, ter-\\nminating in what is called South Head.\\nAdjoining Sark mountain is Sark harbor, a\\ndeep, narrow, and most romantic cove, al-\\nmost enclosed by overhanging, densely wood-\\ned crags, offering safe anchorage, but liable\\nto furious squalls. Eastward of this opens a\\nlovely bay called York harbor, protected by\\na low, wooded isle. This delicious sheet of\\nwater is dominated on the east by the sub-\\nlime grandeur of Blomidon, which terminates\\none of the coast ranges. Blomidon is two\\nthousand and forty-three feet high, and is\\ncrowned with an overhanging rampart of\\nrock, which abuts on a nearly vertical slope\\nthat plunges fifteen hundred feet. In one\\nspot the crags take the form of an enormous\\neagle s claw burying its talons in the side of\\nthe mountain. From the summit a waterfall\\nslips over the edge of the cliff, and dangles\\ndownward like a flexible band of silver,\\nuntil lost in impenetrable forests which\\nclothe the ba\u00c2\u00abe of Blomidon. These forests\\nform one of the most remarkable features of\\nthe Bay of Islands. The southern side of\\nthe bay is a mass of tangled woods, gener-", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0173.jp2"}, "174": {"fulltext": "156 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nally spruce, birch, and fir, interlocking their\\nboiiglis, and intertwined by an almost impen-\\netrable thicket. There are tracts in that sol-\\nitude where the axe has never rung since the\\ncreation. Bear, deer, beaver, partridges, and\\nhare abound in these woods. The flanking\\nranges of Blomidon are wild in form, present-\\ning abrupt peaks springing out of the woods,\\nand valleys bathed in delicate hues. Com-\\nparisons are considered odious, but I could\\nnot help comparing this part of the shores of\\ntlie bay to the shores of the Clyde and the\\nadjoining Trosachs.\\nThe southern side of the Bay of Islands is\\nlined with lofty ranges of precipices, more\\nbare than those already described, but rival-\\nling them in beauty. Their stern and sterile\\ncharacter reall}^ enhances tlie loveliness of\\nthe tints in which an afternoon light suf-\\nfuses them. They are clear cut in outline,\\nand rose gray and tender purple in color.\\nFrequently among the higher crags of\\ntliese mountains of Newfoundland patches\\nof snow, many acres in extent, were seen.\\nWe were assured that this snow never leaves\\nthese spots, where it lies even in midsum-\\nmer thirty to fifty feet deep at no greater\\naltitude than fifteen hundred feet above the\\nsea. The north shore is cleft by wonderful\\nfiords called the North and South Arms.\\nThe cliffs which enclose them rise perpendic-\\nularly from the Avater for many hundred feet.\\nAbout the centre of the bay lies Harbor\\nisland. We headed for it, proposing to find\\nan ancliorage there, the water elsewhere be-", "height": "3338", "width": "2106", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0174.jp2"}, "175": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 157\\niug generally of great depth. The full moon\\narose superbly while we were drifting in the\\nchannel between Harbor island and Blomi-\\ndon, and we finally anchored near French-\\nman s cove, at the foot of this sublime moun-\\ntain. We seemed to be in a fabled region.\\nThe scenery we liad seen during tlie day pro-\\nduced such impressions of grandeur and pri-\\nmeval solitude, that I should not have been\\nin the least surprised if gigantic cyclopean\\nbeings had waded out from the vast over-\\nhanging forests which draped the cliffs under\\nwhich our little ship was anchored.\\nThe following day opened calm and lovely.\\nFar away a number of schooners could be\\nseen at the moutli of the Humber river. It\\nwas fortunate we saw them there, for it gave\\nus an opportunity of gauging the height of\\nthe cliffs which skirt the bay. Vessels with\\nmasts ninety feet high were mere white\\nspecks against the cliffs when miles this side\\nof them. We put the helm up, and decided\\nto run to the head of navigation on the Hum-\\nber. It was a wild, exciting sail of some\\ntwenty miles, between lofty shores of novel\\nand remarkable loveliness.\\nThe western and southern coasts of New-\\nfoundland are a constant source of entangle-\\nment between the English and the French\\ngovernments. The matter is sufficiently\\ncomplicated, various treaties having failed\\nto settle the question so that it can stay\\nsettled. As the matter now stands, it seems\\nthat the French have a right to put up fish\\nstages and temporary huts for summer use", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0175.jp2"}, "176": {"fulltext": "158 Sixty Years i)i Concord.\\nimmediately by the water. But they cannot\\nerect permanent dwellings, nor are they per-\\nmitted to purchase hind unless they become\\nBritish citizens. But while chiimino^ legfis-\\nlative and judicial rights at the Bay of Is-\\nlands, the English do not dare to give a\\ntitle to land, and it is impossible for any\\none to acquire the fee simple of even enough\\nto build upon.\\nGoing out of the bay we had a dead beat\\nagainst the breeze to South Head; but the\\nda}^ was superb, as if this noble bay wished\\nto fix a favorable impression upon the mem-\\nory of the voyagers who had come so far to\\nsee it. Blomidon soared majestically above\\nus, the monarch of that mountain land,\\ncrowned with a wreath of roseate clouds,\\nand the surrounding isles were suffused with\\nthe glow of a peaceful sunset. The water\\nof the Bay of Islands is as blue as that of the\\nMediterranean. In this case it cannot be\\ndue to a larger proportion of salt, which is the\\ncause of the intense hues of the sea in warm\\nclimates, so it must be attributed to the great\\ndepth of the Newfoundland bay. As I gazed\\nentranced on the lovely scene before me, 1\\nwas able for the first time to realize, by the\\naid of tlie golden haze veiling the long slopes\\nand tumbling steeps, the grandeur of the\\nSierras which inclose the Bay of Islands.\\nThe silence was intensified by the silvery\\nwaterfalls dropping from crag to crag many\\nhundred feet with an ethereal motion, and", "height": "3338", "width": "2106", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0176.jp2"}, "177": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 159\\nyet giving forth no echo or sound of their\\ndashing, so distant were they from our ship\\nbut to the eye they appeared to be only a\\nfew brief furlongs away. The full moon\\nloomed above the mountain-tops, solemn and\\nglorious; and in that weird stillness, and\\ntouched by an awesome feeling creeping over\\nus, as if we were alone in all the mysterious\\nvastness of an unknown and unexplored re-\\ngion, our little schooner, seeming puny as a\\ncork-boat, Avas fanned past the Titanic cliffs\\nwhich form the gateway of the bay. It was\\ntwo in the morning. No sound was heard ex-\\ncept now and then the low sighing of a pass-\\ning gust through the sails, or the long, low,\\nfar-away boom of the surf rolling into the\\ncaves of the implacable cliffs, and reverberat-\\ningr with muffled tlumder down that iron-\\nbound coast.\\nAt the magnificent Bay of Islands we cut\\na supply of stove wood. Snow fell on the\\nlieights the night of the seventeenth of June,\\nand next day a brook which had its source\\nback among the hills was found to be too\\ncold for trout-fishing. The woods were\\nlonely and trackless. No white man had,\\nso we were told, ever crossed the island from\\nshore to shore.* A smart little French armed\\ncutter, a sort of watch-dog of the fisheries,\\ncame in during the evening of our arrival.\\nThere is now a railroad across the island.", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0177.jp2"}, "178": {"fulltext": "160 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nWe held on to this anchorage three days,\\nghid to have escaped tlie tedious storm in\\nthe Gulf. The cold came down from the\\nhill-tops, and it seemed that we had ex-\\nchanged the air of June for that of Decem-\\nber in New England. Hail fell on our deck\\nfor hours on the eighteentli, and on the\\nnineteenth a man, who died on a schooner\\nwhich had run in like ours to escape the\\ngale, was buried in a lonely spot on the\\nbeach, with only the eternal hills to mark\\nhis grave. I attempted a pencil drawing of\\nan impressive mountain rising out of the\\nsea, which has somehow been preserved and\\nwhich is found, by com23arison with illus-\\ntrations in the Century magazine from whicli\\nI have quoted, to be a view of Guernsey\\nisland. On June twentieth we sailed out of\\nthis grand haven very attractive it looked\\nas we were leaving it for the rough sea and\\non that and two following days were tossed\\non the waters of the Gulf, always in sight\\nof the snowy Newfoundland hills but on\\nthe morning of the twenty-third, circling by\\nan iceberg, a huge crystal mass, skj^ blue,\\nstreaked with creamy white, we gained the\\nbay of Bonne Esperance, fourteen days out\\nfrom Newburyport.\\nUnder the treaty made with Great Britain", "height": "3338", "width": "2106", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0178.jp2"}, "179": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 161\\nin 1818, fishermen of the United States have\\nthe right to fish on the coast and in the bays\\nof Labrador, and to hind and cure fish on\\nany part of the unoccupied shore. Codfish\\nwere taken there by two methods. When\\nthey came in large schools, chasing the cap-\\nlin and launce, they were caught by seining\\nlater in the season, when they were scat-\\ntered, hooks were used. Trawling was not\\nthen practised. The success of our crew\\nwas not equal to their expectation. They\\nwere less fortunate with the seine than\\neither of the crews of five other Newburyport\\nschooners lying near us. To the deep-sea\\nfishing our Newburyport schooners sent\\nevery week-day more than twenty boats,\\nbuilt in a style formerly and perhaps still\\ncommon at Hampton beach sharp at either\\nend, broad in the centre, carrying fore and\\naft sails, safe in rough water\u00e2\u0080\u0094 all painted\\nwhite as a sea-gull s wing, each carrying two\\nmen. To the same fishing came numerous\\nless tidy boats from a dozen Nova Scotia\\nand Newfoundland vessels harbored a few\\nmiles from our anchorage, the crews of\\nwhich did us an ill turn if they found oppor-\\ntunity.\\nAs we had lost a man overboard during\\nthe voyage, my comrade took a share in", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0179.jp2"}, "180": {"fulltext": "162 Sixty Yearn in Concord.\\nwork which occupied some hours dail} It\\nwas delightful to go cruising about the bay,\\nand a mistake that we were not provided\\nwith a boat of our own for longer trips up\\nthe rivers, but the schooner s yawl was for\\nbrief periods at our service. In tlie salt Avater\\nof the harbor were many fine trout, which,\\nas they had silver}^ sides, red spots, and\\nsquare tail, were supposed to be the Sal mo\\nfontinalis, but the author of Game Fish of\\ntlie North calls them Salmo trutta. In the\\nPoorest and Steam they are mentioned as\\nSalmo canadensis. Their flesh was as red as\\nthat of the salmon. No scales for weighing-\\nwere at hand, but the largest one landed\\nduring the summer measured eighteen inches\\nin length, and ten inches at its largest cir-\\ncumference. One much larger was struck,\\nbut escaped, carrying off a hook, as big fish\\nin angler s stories are apt to do. The Esqui-\\nmaux or St. Paul s river was said to be a\\nfine salmon stream, but we had neither rod\\nnor flies suitable for taking tliat king of fish.\\nDwellers along the Labrador shore near\\nour anchorage had salmon nets set at favor-\\nable places. Two miles away were two-\\nyoung men from tlie Isle of Jersey, whose\\nnet stretched toward Belles Amours at a\\npoint in the open sea. At one visit, on July", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0180.jp2"}, "181": {"fulltext": "Personal KccoJlections. 16o\\n23, 1 saw them take from the net twelve fine\\nsalmon weighing from ten to fifteen pounds\\neach. How beautiful those fish were, so\\nactive, so lustrous, so beautifully blue, as\\nwe looked down upon them through the\\nwater before they were taken from the\\nmeshes of the net. Tliose Jerseymen man-\\naged this fishery for a non-resident owner,\\nand dwelt in summer in a little cabin by the\\nshore.\\nTlie seal destroys many a good salmon,\\ntaking some out of the nets. There was a\\nseal whicli would follow my boat whenever\\nI rowed into certain water near our anchor-\\nage and attempted to whistle a tune. A\\nkinder listener is seldom met, for he kept\\nonl}^ about three oars lengths away. His\\nface was as gentle and his eyes as soft as\\nthose of a little spaniel. In this water was\\na small island, which Jias since been called\\nMary Dodge s island, in honor of a visit by\\na young lady of Hampton Falls.\\nThere was some shooting as well as fish-\\ning. We had two kegs of powder and plent}\\nof shot, not one tentli of which was used.\\nSea fowl, especially black ducks, were nu-\\nmerous. One morning, on Caribou island,\\nas I went out on the beach, a black duck\\narose from the water s edge and went off up", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0181.jp2"}, "182": {"fulltext": "164 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nthe shore agfainst a strono- wind. Half a\\nmile away she turned, and came back at\\ngreat speed before the gale. I had never\\nshot at an object moving so fast, but held up\\nthe gun, fired where it seemed likely the bird\\nand the shot would meet, and down came\\nthe duck with a great thump on the beach.\\nThere was nothing strange about this, except\\nthat above the rush of the wind I heard dis-\\ntinctly tlie shot strike that bird as one hears\\na handful of gravel rattle against a board\\nfence.\\nThere was one singer which gave us songs\\nof home this was a red-breast robin which\\nfrom a little hill behind our schooner began\\nto sing regularly at daybreak, in that high\\nlatitude about 2 30 o clock. The robin is\\nfound in summer as far north as Hudson bay.\\nThe blue jay also goes up there, and, in fact,\\nmany other of our New England birds.\\nThere had been a great deal of talk on\\nboard the Angelia about the Esquimaux\\ncurlew. Wait until you see the curlew\\nabout August first, was what the old hands\\nsaid. Unfortunately it was late, the eleventh\\nof August, when the advance flocks came on\\ntheir way south, the period of their flight\\nbeing about three weeks. They alighted to\\nfeed on berries, and were shy, but some sue-", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0182.jp2"}, "183": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 165\\ncess attended our shooting. The curlew is\\nnot much smaller than a pigeon, with vari-\\negated plumage in soft brown, drab, and\\ncreamy tints. The naturalist. Pennant, saw\\nflocks innumerable on the hills about Chat-\\nteau bay from August 9 to September 6,\\nwhen the}^ all disappeared, being on their\\nway from their northern breeding-places.\\nHe says they feed on the Empetrum nigrum\\n(the black crowberr}^ which is found also\\namong the White Mountains), and are very\\nfat and delicious. They arrive at Hudson\\nbay in April or early in Ma}^, and breed to\\nthe north of Albany Fort among the woods.\\nThey are peculiar to our continent, but are\\nrarer than they once were.\\nTwo days later with flocks of curlew whis-\\ntling all around us, the cod having disap-\\npeared, Ave left our anchorage and went\\ngroping along the shore in quest of mack-\\nerel, reported to be abundant near Cljecat-\\neca island in Mittanogue bay, about tliirty\\nmiles south west ward of Bonne Esperance.\\nAlong this coast the shores are steep, and\\nwherever there is water it is safe enough for\\na schooner to go. Following closely a New-\\nburyport schooner, the Louisiana, Captain\\nHewitt, a first-rate master and fisherman, we\\nthreaded the narrow channels, sometimes no", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0183.jp2"}, "184": {"fulltext": "166 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nwider than twice tlie S(3liooner s length, and\\nthere was always sufficient water. One of\\nthe sailors yarns was about a Newbnryport\\nschooner s tacking successfully so near shore\\nthat a projecting crag knocked a letter out\\nof the name on her stern.\\nFour days passed at Checateca island and\\nno juackerel were taken, so the anchor was\\nhoisted and the homeward voyage began.\\nStorms beset us again in the Gulf of St.\\nLawrence, and the vessel was buffeted about\\nfor several days at night, when hove to\\nunder shortened sail, the helm was lashed,\\nand, strange as it may seem, all hands turned\\nin to sleep. It was curious, too, that a crew\\nof fishermen who were in the open air ;dl\\nday, frequently soaked through with rain\\nand sea-water, were loath to leave a small\\ndead-light open to admit air Avhen they were\\nasleep.\\nIn beating through the gulf, Anticosti was\\nsighted. A dozen years ago I saw in Boston\\na map of the northern hemisphere on a pro-\\njection which gave stormy, barren Anticosti\\nthe central place in the western half of the\\nglobe, and around it were concentric lines to\\nshow how greatly favored Boston and New\\nYork were in their nearness to that propi-\\ntious isle. This map was a caprice of some", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0184.jp2"}, "185": {"fulltext": "Personal .Recollections, 167\\nenthusiast who was trying to found a colony\\nin the wilds of Anticosti. I think such a\\ncolony was gathered, but, after much priva-\\ntion and suffering, tlie families composing it\\nwere removed by the Canadian government.\\nThe island is now OAvned by a Parisian man-\\nufacturer of chocolate, who is fond of hunting\\nand fishing.\\nOff Scatari we took a treuiendous pale\\nfrom the northward, which we feared would\\nland the bones of the Angelia on that\\ngrave of ships. Sable island. It gave us no\\ntime, and left us no sail wherewith to heave\\nto, so, without a rag of canvas set, the\\nschooner bounded away for her life. Sam\\nGeorge, who had been a soldier in Jesse A.\\nGove s company of the New England regi-\\nment in the Mexican war, stood at the wheel\\nabout midnight, in a blackness that could be\\nfelt. It was evident that he was frightened,\\nfor he talked all the time, and his voice was\\ngentle as a woman s, which it usually was\\nnot. See how she steers, sir. One spoke\\nof the wheel does it. Beautiful. Ah,\\nthat was a big wave but the Angelia\\nknows what she s about, and so it went on\\ntill the norther died away, sail was hoisted\\non the little vessel, and her head turned to\\nthe Avestward. Swearing was then resumed.", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0185.jp2"}, "186": {"fulltext": "168 Sixty Years in Concord.\\n(The last I knew of Sam was about 1866,\\nwlien he had just finished doing a little time\\nfor the state in an institution at Concord,\\nand I became his creditor for a sum suffi-\\ncient to take him home to the coast.)\\nAs we were tossing about in a rough sea\\nand light wind, a transatlantic steamship\\nfrom New York went by, her bright Avork\\nglistening in the sun, and the majesty of her\\nsweep through the waves excited our admira-\\ntion and envy. We had blown to the south-\\nward of our course, and the captain having\\nno means of getting longitude, we were dur-\\ning the last three days of the A^oyage looking\\nanxiously for land. It began to be whis-\\npered around that Ave might be far astray,\\neven in our latitude, and should bring up on\\nthe sands of New Jersey but on September\\nfirst Jack Edmunds, of Chichester, Avho\\nhad l^een considered the o-reenest man of the\\ncrew, ncA^er on blue water before, and rather\\nhomesick all summer, Avas the first to descry\\nCape Ann riglit ahead. When the pilot\\ncame on board, Ave inquired at once if the\\nEnglish and French had taken Sebastopol.\\nNo, they have n t, and I hope they Avon t,\\nsaid he. We Avere just fourteen days from\\nLabrador. In rude health, browned by sun\\nand Avind, and disguised in toggery of the", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0186.jp2"}, "187": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 169\\nsea, we rode to Concord, and might easily\\nhave escaped the recognition of friends on\\nthe train.\\nDuring tlie following winter six articles,\\nentitled A Summer in Labrador, were\\nprinted in the Netc Hcimjoshire Statesman.^\\nthe first venture in print of m}^ comrade and\\nmyself. These were read with some interest\\nby our townspeople, so we were assured, and\\nMr. F. J. Ottarson of the Neiv York Tribune\\nsurprised us by taking some notice of them.\\nAmong the Concord people who afterward\\nvisited Labrador were Samuel C. Eastman,\\nCyrus M. Murdock, David A. Warde,\\nThomas W. SteAvart, George VV. Drew,\\nBenjamin T. Hutchins, and Joseph Stickney.\\nThe last named, one of the coal kings of\\nNew York, now sails wherever he chooses in\\nhis magnificent steam yacht, the Susque-\\nhanna.\\nSince the summer of our visit Bonne\\nEsperance has gained something in impor-\\ntance. It is thie residence of a local magis-\\ntrate, has an occasional mail in summer, and\\nfour times in winter over the snow from\\nQuebec. Schooners from the St. Lawrence\\nriver go thither with considerable regularity\\nwhen ice does not prevent. There are a\\nchapel and a mission-house, founded by Rev.", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0187.jp2"}, "188": {"fulltext": "170 Sixty Yearn in Concord.\\nC. C. Carpenter, now of Andover, Mass., at\\nwhich missionaries from the United States\\nhave been stationed. Tliere is some trade\\nwith the interior, and snfhcient stores of\\nneedful merchandise. Eno-lish, Canadian,\\nand United States money is current. Indians\\nMontagnais and Nascopies bring their\\nfurs to market there, and tlie fisheries give\\nemplojanent in summer to Canadians, Nova\\nScotiamen, Newfoundhinders, and Jersey\\nIslanders. A few goats and cattle are kept^\\nand more comfortable homes exist but\\npoverty and want prevail generally, both on\\nthe coast and in the interior.", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0188.jp2"}, "189": {"fulltext": "X.\\nAfter leaving the Concord Railroad, as\\nrelated in a preceding chapter, some months\\nwere spent in idleness. A weakness of the\\noptic nerves forbade much reading, and there\\nwas no remunerative employment available\\nwhich did not require good vision. But\\nopportunity was taken to go West with my\\nfriend George E. Todd. We visited Niag-\\nara Falls, Detroit, Chicago, Quincy, and St.\\nLouis. We met en route Hon. Walter Har-\\nriman, who was stumping the state of\\nMichigan in behalf of James Buchanan, the\\nDemocratic candidate for the presidency\\na procedure which he afterward regretted.\\nMr. Todd and I had planned to part in the\\nWest, and I, alone, visited Jacksonville, 111.^\\nCincinnati and Zanesville, Ohio. Coming\\nhome by way of Long Island Sound, I was\\nnear being drowned in a great storm Avhich,\\non the night of Friday, October 17, over-\\nwhelmed, shattered, and almost sent to the\\nbottom the steamer Connecticut of the\\nNorwich line.\\nThat autumn New Hampshire was an", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0189.jp2"}, "190": {"fulltext": "172 Sixty Years in Coyieord.\\niictive political volcano. The murderous\\naggressions of slaveholders and their allies\\nin Kansas and Nebraska had aroused the\\nwhole North, especially New England and\\nstates peopled by New Englanders, and\\nJohn C. Fremont had been put in nomina-\\ntion (June 17, 1856) as the Presidential\\ncandidate of the ylqsy Republican party.\\nThere is now no doubt that he made a bet-\\nter candidate than he would have made\\nPresident had he been elected, but New\\nEngland was deeply stirred, and in New\\nHampshire, although she had just then a\\nfavorite son in the White House, busi-\\nness gave place to public duty. The largest\\nflags ever seen were hung across Main street.\\nThere were mau}^ public meetings in Con-\\ncord and its vicinity, and there Avas torch-\\nlight marching enough to weary a profes-\\nsional athlete. There was a great torchlight\\ncompany gathered in Concord which went\\ninto most of the principal towns of south-\\nern New Hampshire hurrahing for Fremont.\\nThe torchlight procession which marched in\\nConcord on the evening of October 23, 1856,\\nunder the marshalship of John C. Briggs,\\nthe engineer and bridge-builder, has never\\nbeen surpassed in its way by anything at-\\ntempted here. The party was virtually", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0190.jp2"}, "191": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 17 5\\nbeaten then, for Pennsylvania had just been\\ncarried by the Democrats (and Jolni W.\\nForney), but did not realize the truth, and\\nthe parade was a bold, magnificent display,\\naided by the Republicans of Manchester,\\nNashua, and elsewhere. Of the sixty mar-\\nshals and assistant marshals who marched\\nin the Concord portion of that procession,\\nat least the following, twenty-two in num-\\nber, are still (1890) residents of our city:\\nRichard H. Ayer, D. C. Allen, Moses H.\\nBradley, Horace A. Brown, George W.\\nBrown,* Charles W. Davis, Moody S. Far-\\nnum, C. Horace Herbert, J. C. A. Hill, Isaac\\nA. Hill, James Hazelton, Benjamin A. Kim-\\nball, John Kimball, James L. Mason,* Henry\\nMcFarland, Lorenzo K. Peacock,* Hiram\\nRolfe, Abial Rolfe, Thomas W. Stewart,\\nJohn H. Stewart, George E. Todd,* and\\nCalvin C. Webster.\\nThis procession was, as I have already in-\\ntimated, an astonishing demonstration. It\\nwent over the principal streets, and then\\ncountermarched in alternate lines in state-\\nhouse park until that square was full to over-\\nflowing, beside thousands of men to spare.\\nThere were illuminated decorations, torches\\nthe light of which shone far up in the clouds,\\n*Died since this was written.", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0191.jp2"}, "192": {"fulltext": "174 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nand the air was full of colored fire dis(?lmrged\\nfrom Roman candles. Amos S. Alexander, a\\n3^oung Democratic lawyer, looking on, ex-\\nclaimed Great Scott, if these fellows can\\ndo this in the face of defeat, what would they\\ndo with victory in view That and the\\ngreat Harrison-Log Cabin procession of 1840\\nare the two local events of that character\\nwhich have left the deepest impression on\\n\\\\wj recollection.\\nThe Fremont campaign failed in its chief\\nobject (he received one hundred and four-\\nteen out of two hundred and ninety-six\\nelectoral votes), but was after all consider-\\nable of a success. Among other results,\\nNew Hampshire was marshalled on the\\nRepublican side, and affairs got into train\\nfor the election of Abraham Lincoln in 1860.\\nNo one was exactly satisfied with the situa-\\ntion. An impression was in my mind then\\nthat because of slavery, and the tolerance of\\nfrauds on the ballot, trouble for the Republic\\nand a possible civil war were not very far\\naway. I mentioned this to Mr. George W.\\nBentley of the Worcester Nashua Rail-\\nroad, an ardent Buchanan man, v/liom I had\\nmet on his road as I was coming home from\\nthe West in October, and he scouted the\\nidea. In tlie issue of the Statesman next", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0192.jp2"}, "193": {"fulltext": "Personal RecollectUmi 175\\nniter the votes were counted was an article\\nwhich I prepared, entitled Encouraging-\\nFeatures of tiie Late Election, which, look-\\ning at the files of that newspaper not long-\\nago, I stumbled upon. There was in it some-\\nthing which reminded me of tliat foreboding\\nof trouble.\\nDurincy the followinp- winter I went mucli\\ninto the northern part of the state on busi-\\nness for the Statesman^ and was almost per-\\nsuaded to endjark in tlie lumber trade by pur-\\nchase of a share in lands and a mill on Gale\\nriver near Betldehem, being tempted by a\\nlonp inof for out-door life in a healthful re-\\ngion. It was fortunate that the bargain was\\nnot concluded, for the saw-mill, which was\\nsaid to be tlie smartest mill in that country,\\ndid not prove to be a bonanza for its owners,\\nof whom John G. Sinclair was one. The in-\\ntelligent advice of Mr. George McQuesten,\\nthen of the lumber-dealing firm of Roby\\nMcQuesten, of Nashua, who chanced to be in\\nthat vicinity, was influential in keeping me\\nout of the scheme.\\nThen we had another earnest political\\ncampaign, and William Haile of Hinsdale,\\nthe Republican candidate, was chosen gov-\\nernor in March, 1857. His son is now lieu-\\ntenant-governor of Massachusetts. On the", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0193.jp2"}, "194": {"fulltext": "176 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nday after election I started for Chicago to\\nfind some occupation. My railroad friend\\nand Labrador comrade, Charles H. Ham, had\\ngone to that cit}^ early in 1856, and taken\\nemployment in the banking-house of R. K.\\nSwift, Bro. Johnston. I met him there\\nduring the visit (before referred to) of Mr.\\nTodd and myself, and had been in corres-\\npondence with him all winter. Looking over\\na package of letters some days ago, there was\\none dated Nov. 2, 1856, from which I take\\nthe following extract\\nFuller has been making a speech on our\\nbest chair, in the middle of the room, com-\\nmencing, I have the honor of addressing\\nthis large and respectable audience, etc.,\\ngradually rising into a eulogy on the charms\\nof Ophelia, the widow s daughter. I cheered\\nhim loudly, but he soon exhausted the sub-\\nject, together with his own powers.\\nThe Fuller thus alluded to was Melville\\nW. Fuller, now the chief-justice of tlie\\nUnited States supreme court. I had met\\nhim during my first visit to Chicago with Mr.\\nTodd, and afterw^ard dwelt in the same house\\nwith him. He was a little chap, with pleas-\\nant features, light brown hair and moustache,\\nan easy talker, and an out-and-out Democrat\\nin politics. It never occurred to me that he", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0194.jp2"}, "195": {"fulltext": "Pergonal Recollections. 177\\nwas to be a very eminent lawyer, and sit on\\nthe bench of the most important court in\\nChristendom.\\nThe New Hampshire men in Chicago re-\\nsorted to the Briggs House on Randolph\\nstreet, where they gave kindly welcome to\\nnew-comers. It was several days before I\\nfound employment. Col. Charles G. Ham-\\nmond, superintendent of the Chicago, Bur-\\nlington i Quincy Railroad, looked at my\\nletters, but nothing came of that. He was\\nafterward on the Union Pacific, just before\\nmyself, but did not please the directors. Mr.\\nJohn F. Tracy of the Rock Island Railroad\\noffered a station agency on his line that of\\nOttawa, 111., I think if I would Avait. The\\nman in it was wrong in some way, and Mr.\\nTracy wanted to effect a settlement of his ac-\\ncounts before dismissal. But while waiting,\\nWalter S. Johnson, superintendent of the\\nChicago Milwaukee Railroad the col-\\nonel he was called gave me the care of\\nthat company s steamboat accounts. Two\\nsteamboats, the Planet and the Travel-\\nler, were in their line on Lake Micliigan,\\nplying between Chicago and Milwaukee,\\ntouching at Waukegan, Kenosha, and Racine\\nto keep away hostile water competition.\\nThe Planet w^as larger than the Trav-", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0195.jp2"}, "196": {"fulltext": "178 SLvti/ Year^i iu Co)icord.\\neller, and her people liad extravagant ways,\\nso she lost money all the season, while the\\nTraveller a little more than made good\\nthe loss. Johnson Olmstead were the Mil-\\nwaukee agents and George C. Drew, a tall\\nman with a long pipe, did the honors at the\\nwharf in Chicago. Charles C. Wheeler Avas\\nclerk on the Traveller, and Frederick\\nJohnson, the colonel s brother, a novice from\\nVermont, held the fort on the Planet.\\nT. C. Butlin was captain of the Planet\\nand Barne}^ Sweeney of the Traveller.\\nButlin became a little elated on the Fourth\\nof July, when Deacon Bross of the Clncago\\nTrihune^ and a large excursion party, were\\ntaken out on the lake, and gravely told me\\non the wlieelhouse that he could take that\\nmultitude across the Atlantic in the\\nPlanet, and she would give better satis-\\nfaction than any other boat that ever crossed\\nthe ocean. Considering my experience in\\nthe Connecticut on Long Island Sound\\nthe year before, I did not agree with him.\\nIn 1887, thirty years later, I met Captain\\nButlin as president of the Gooderich Steam-\\nboat Company in Chicago, but he could not\\nremember me. Captain Sweeney was also on\\nthe wharf, master of a fine propeller. He\\nwas tlie handiest man on the lake with a", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0196.jp2"}, "197": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 179\\nsteamboat. It was said that he brought his\\nboat to a landing so softly that the contact\\nwould barel}^ break an eggshell, and the\\nTraveller had the name of being the best\\nmanaged boat out of Chicago.\\nCharles C. Wheeler, the clerk of tbe\\nTraveller, continued to get on m the\\nworld until he l)ecame general superintend-\\nent of the Chicao o Northwestern Railwav.\\nHe and the steward, John Leonard, Avorked\\nas faithfully for the interests of that boat as\\nif they had owned her. The mate, Frederick\\nPabst, married a daughter of Philip Best, the\\nMilwaukee brewer, and after a time inher-\\nited the great brewer3\\\\ The Pabst Brewing\\nCompany is now one of the largest establish-\\nments of similar character in the world, and\\nthe faithful mate of the Traveller no\\nlonger counts his income at about forty dol-\\nlars a month, but is reckoned among the mil-\\nlionaires of Wisconsin.\\nTo relieve the boat clerks 1 did some ser-\\nvice on both the Planet and the Trav-\\neller. One night we ran at great speed far\\nout of the course to rescue the people on a\\nburning propeller, but a passing schooner\\ntook off the crew before our arrival. The\\nlost propeller was loaded partly with freight\\nfor George Hutchins Co.,. of Concord. A", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0197.jp2"}, "198": {"fulltext": "180 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nfew years afterward, on December 4, 1868,\\nMr. and Mrs. Hutchiiis were lost in the steam-\\nboat United States, which burned after a\\ncollision on the Ohio river. One year before\\nthe season of which 1 am writing, the Trav-\\neller liad rescued a part of the passengers\\nand crew of a burning steamer off Port Wash-\\nington, on which occasion among the lost\\nwas my railroad friend, Charles F. Gould,\\nAvho had been for years ticket-seller at tlie\\nManchester station.\\nAmong the New Hampshire colony in Chi-\\ncago were Andrew J. Wright, formerly a\\nconductor on the Northern Railroad Tim-\\nothy E. Chandler, formerly of Hopkinton,\\nwho had been a clerk in William W. Esta-\\nbrook s dry-goods store, the Great Eight,\\nin Concord, where he filled a place occupied\\nnot long before by Levi P. Morton, since\\nvice-president of the United States Horace\\nG. and Charles C. Chase, brothers, also for-\\nmerly of Hopkinton; Charles A. Badger, a\\nWarner boy, who went out in 1857, got a\\nsituation as clerk in the Tremont House, and\\nfourteen years afterward walked off the end\\nof a swinging, pivoted bridge in the evening,\\nand was drowned in the Chicago river\\nHenry P. Stanwood, from Hopkinton, who\\nwas a Chicago Northwestern Railroad man,", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0198.jp2"}, "199": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 181\\nand died in the service of that company in\\nSan Francisco in 1888; and Benjamin F.\\nQnimby, also from Hopkinton, a money-\\nlender and dealer in real estate. Then there\\nwas Charles L. Epps, from Manchester, Avho\\nalso wentont in 1857. In 1887, looking ont\\nof a car window from a train entering Chi-\\ncago, I read on a large building the sign,\\nCharles L. Epps, Malt House. Inquiry\\ndeveloped the fact that this Avas the property\\nof my old acquaintance, prosperous as all\\nhrew^ers and maltsters seem to be.\\nThe Chicago of the older date (1857) had\\nJohn Wentworth, formerly of Sandwich, for\\nmayor, and Nathaniel Sherman Bouton, for-\\nmerly of Concord, son of Rev. Dr. Bouton,\\nwas city engineer. The city treasury was in\\nrather a lean condition, and it was said that\\ncertain police court fines were all applied to\\nbuilding the Jackson Street bridge, which\\nthe mayor was anxious to complete.\\nRev. Samuel C. Bartlett, since president of\\nDartmouth college, was pastor of the New\\nEngland church, which was situated on the\\nNorth Side.\\nThe Chicago of that day, and of this, bear\\nlittle resembhance to each other. The old\\ncity was built on a lower grade. The streets\\nwere soft, and at some places sometimes", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0199.jp2"}, "200": {"fulltext": "182 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nimpassable. Tlie sidewalks were laid with\\nplanks, oozy and slippery and as the streets\\nwere being raised to the new grade, a pedes-\\ntrian nuist walk along for rods with his head\\non about the level of the centre of the street,\\nthen go u.p steps to the plane of the new\\ngrade, then in a sJiort distance down again.\\nThe ways for travellers between the North,\\nSouth, and West divisions of the city were\\nvery inadequate. At a somewhat later\\nperiod the embryo Chief Justice Fuller was\\nelected to the state legislature, and favored\\nthe passage of a bill to incorporate the\\nWabash Railwa}^ Company, which would\\nhave given the grantees power to gridiron\\nChicago with street railways. The character\\nof the charter was, however, discovered, a\\nhnbbub was made in Chicago, and the bill\\nstopped, perhaps as much because of the\\nquiet, unobtrusive way in wliich it had been\\npromoted as for any better reason.\\nThere were a few good buildings in the\\nbusiness portion of the city, and handsome\\nresidences on Michigan and Wabash avenues,\\nbut Chicago was probably inferior in appear-\\nance to the Omaha of to-day.\\nOur steamboat office was on River street,\\nover Durant Brothers wdiolesale grocery, and\\nwas always redolent of hams and sugar. It", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0200.jp2"}, "201": {"fulltext": "Pergonal Recollections. 188\\nwas a rude place, not half furnished, and\\nsteamboat and railroad tickets enough for a\\nduke s ransom lay in piles on the floor all\\nsunnuer, but none was lost. The exact lo-\\ncality was not clear to me in 1887, so much\\nhad the vicinity changed. It was not far\\nfrom the site of old Fort Dearborn.\\nThe small brick house where I dwelt was\\non Adams street, between Clark and State.\\nThe site was a lot of the regular city depth,\\nworth at that time perha|)s f 75 a front foot,\\nand noAv about f3,000 a front foot, or, for\\nthe lot alone, |8,750 then and 1150,000 now.\\nThe street was quiet, and given up to small\\nhouses. Now the whole square between\\nAdams, Dearborn, and State streets is occu-\\npied by the Fair building a great shop\\nunder one roof and one management. The\\nland on which it stands is valued at\\n13,000,000. The First National Bank, one\\nof the largest banking institutions in the\\nworld, with $30,000,000 deposits, is a square\\nand a half away. The present custom-house\\nand post-office is a square and a half west\\nthe Palmer House, a square and a half north-\\neast. Kinsley s, the great restaurant of the\\ncity, is within a square. The Grand Pacific\\nHotel is two squares southwest; the Union\\nLeague Club, a square and a half southwest", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0201.jp2"}, "202": {"fulltext": "184 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nand the Auditorium is a square and a half\\neast and three squares south. The Board of\\nTi ade is three squares southwest. There\\nare a dozen banks witliin two minutes walk,\\nand both the Tribune and Inter-Ocean offices\\nare Avithin two and a half squares of it.\\nThe financial cyclone of 1857 struck Chi-\\ncago most unexpectedl3^ It toppled over\\nthe bank of R. K. Swift, Bro. Johnston,\\nwhere my friend Ham was employed, like a\\nhouse of cards, and the small-fry dealers in\\nmoney hastened to put up their shutters.\\nSwift liad mau}^ depositors of small savings,\\nwhose funds were subject to withdrawal\\nwithout notice, and the demands of these\\npeople upset the bank. There had been for\\na considerable time a premium of about three\\nper cent, on the notes of Eastern banks, while\\nthose of some Western and all Southern\\nstate banks had to be sold or exchanged at a\\ndiscount. There were man}- counterfeits in\\ncirculation. A fellow came on board the\\nPlanet in Milwaukee, and offered me\\nthree such in succession in exchange for a\\nticket to Chicago. Being told that if he had\\ncurrent money it Avould be wise to produce\\nit, he replied with threats to thrash me. By\\nand by he discovered that he had good money\\nwherewith to pay his fare.", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0202.jp2"}, "203": {"fulltext": "Persoial Recollections. 1H5\\nAbout this money panic of 1857, Mr. Sam\\nWard, long a famous lobb3^ist in Washington,\\nonce related in my hearing the following\\noccurrence He said that he was a member\\nof the firm of Prime, Ward King, bankers\\nof New York, and that late in the fifties they\\nhad an order from France to invest $250,000\\nii annuities on the life of a French gentle-\\nman well advanced in life. The order was\\naccompanied by all necessary information,\\nauthenticated by consular certificates, etc., and\\nwas executed. Not long afterward came an-\\nother like remittance and order for annuities\\non the life of the same man. This command\\ntoo was executed, though not so easily, and\\nthen came a third one of the same kind. The\\nlast went pretty hard, for the American trust\\ncompanies began to be suspicious, and sug-\\ngested that the Frenchman was a Wandering\\nJew, to live forever but still it was done.\\nTime went on, and intelligence came that\\nthe Frenchman had fallen down stairs and\\nbroken his leg, whereupon the actuaries in\\nNew York assembled and partook of a good\\ndinner, thinking they w^ould soon be rid of\\nhim and their obligations to him. But he\\nrecovered, and held on bravely, drawing his\\nannuities with perfect impunity and great\\nboldness, as a fertile imagination once de-", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0203.jp2"}, "204": {"fulltext": "186 Sixty Years in ConcorcL\\n.scribed the way smuggling was done through\\nConcord. Mr. Ward investigated the trans-\\naction when he was afterward in Europe,\\nand found his client to be a man who had\\ninvested all his means in buying annuities in\\nthe United States, and had heavily insured\\nliis life in England. He was living on his\\nannuities, less the annual premiums paid for\\nlife insurance, expecting that at his death\\nthe life insurance payments Avould replace\\nhis fortune to his heirs. This affair has this\\nmuch connection with the panic of 1857\\nThe Ohio Life Trust Company of New\\nYork was one of the companies which granted\\nthe annuities. The cash which that company\\nreceived from the old Frenchman kept it\\nalive beyond its time, and Avhen it finally\\ndid fail, it precipitated the disasters of that\\ndisastrous year.\\nIn the autumn our boats went into winter\\nquarters at Milwaukee, and it was settled\\nthat the season had not been a successful\\none. The boats together had neither made\\nnor lost money. Mr. M. L. Sjdvcs, repre-\\nsenting tlie directors, came out from New\\nYork to see what was the matter. He was\\nver}^ bright and quick at figures, and soon\\nlocated the difficulty in the great cost of\\nsailing the Planet. She was too big for", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0204.jp2"}, "205": {"fulltext": "Personal Becollections. 18T\\nthe business, and was not prudently con-\\nducted. Mr. Sykes was veiy kind, and next\\nyear, when he had succeeded the colonel\\nas superintendent of the Chicago Milwau-\\nkee road, sent for nie, but meanwhile I had\\nbecome settled in business in Concord. I\\nhad formed no special attachment to Chi-\\ncago, and my regard for Concord had in no\\nway diminished. All the while I had been\\naway I had longed for the New England\\nhills and woods where the ruffed grouse\\ndwells, and where the clear, swift, cool\\nstreams run. I had written from Chicago\\nsome letters for the Statesman^ and my father\\nthought I could help him here so, with no\\nconception of the possibilities about to open\\nto railroad men in the Great West, I bouglit\\na one-third interest in the Statesman estab-\\nlishment, for which I paid $5,000, a sum\\nwhich looked quite large, about half of which\\nwas borrowed money.", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0205.jp2"}, "206": {"fulltext": "XI.\\nThe Netv Hampshire Statesman, with which\\n1113^ father was intimately connected for pe-\\nriods amounting in all to forty years, was\\nfounded by Luther Roby. The first number\\nthereof, dated January 6, 1823, when Con-\\ncord had about three thousand inhabitants,\\nwas printed in the southwest first-floor room\\nof the Carrigain house, now the residence\\nof Dr. William G. Carter. Its first editor,\\nAmos A. Parker, Esq., is still living (1891)\\nin Fitzwilliam, at the age of ninety-nine\\nyears. As to the birthplace of the news-\\npaper, he writes, clearly and distinctly,\\nunder date of Nov. 19, 1890, I state posi-\\ntively, for I know, the first number of the\\nJVetv IfamjJsJiire Statesman was printed in\\nthe Carrigain building, at the north end of\\nConcord street. This is like a voice out\\nof the long buried past a letter from a man\\nwho was living a centur}^ ago.\\nShortly after its birth the Statesman went\\nacross the street to be printed in a two-story\\nwooden building on the northeast corner of\\nthe lot where my home now is. No. 203 North", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0206.jp2"}, "207": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 189\\nMain street. I remember this unpretending\\nbuilding after about 1840. It was then\\nowned by Gen. Robert Davis, and during\\nits occupancy of the site mentioned was once\\nkept in part as a restaurant. On the night\\nof Oct. 3, 1850, it w^as shattered by a mob\\nof young fellows who claimed to be deliver-\\ning the North End from wine, women, and\\nsong.\\nThe third dwelling-place of the Statesman\\nwas the second floor of the Dr. Ezra Carter\\nhouse, corner of North Main and Washing-\\nton streets. It went down town in 1825 to\\na primitive building which stood where is\\nnow Phoenix block and on Feb. U, 1826,\\nwhen my father bought a quarter interest in\\nit for 8500, its habitation was a long third-\\nstory apartment for printing and a second\\nfloor room for a business office in Farley s,\\nwhich stood where is now the Exchange\\nbuilding. There were various subsequent\\nchanges of location, all mentioned in the\\nStatesman of May 31, 1867, and changes\\nalso among the partners in ownership. My\\nfather seems to have invested in it i500\\nmore, and labored zealously in its behalf un-\\ntil Jan. 1, 1834, when, having in eight years\\ngained only $1,500 above the expenses of his\\nfrugal living, he parted with his share. Ten", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0207.jp2"}, "208": {"fulltext": "190 Sixty Yeai S in Concord.\\nyears letter, in July, 1844, when the States-\\nman was owned by George O. Odlin Co.,\\nhe became its editor, keeping sturdily alive,\\nliowever, his own separate printing establish-\\nment where tlie Mr. Odlin above mentioned\\nhad been an apprentice. His connection as\\neditor seems to have ceased before 1850, for\\nin that year he visited Europe but in 1851\\nhe and Mr. George E. Jenks, who had\\nbecome his partner in 1850, bought the\\nStatesman for $4,500. They were urged to\\nmake, this purchase by many prominent\\nWhigs of New Hampshire, and some of\\nMassachusetts. The paper, for a little time\\nunder Mr. Odlin s editorial care, had been\\nattacking Daniel Webster, one of the charges\\nbeing laxity in affairs of personal finance.\\nT think Mr. Webster had not paid his sub-\\nscription to the Stafesfnan promptly, and\\nOdlin Co. threatened to attach his car-\\nriage, which was undergoing repairs at the\\nfactory of L. Downing Sons. These\\nattacks, printed in a newspaper so near Mr.\\nWebster s birthplace, exasperated his friends,\\nand they were anxious to effect an alteration\\nin this respect. A few New Hampshire\\nWhigs loaned McFarland Jenks. about\\n$1,200, taking notes therefor. Most of these\\nnotes were left in the custody of a trustee.", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0208.jp2"}, "209": {"fulltext": "Personal Me collect io)is. 191\\nand ill due time all were paid with interest\\na result which T suppose the lenders may not\\nhave expected. Mr. Webster told my father\\non some after occasion that this change in\\nownership was gratifying to him.\\nThe Statesman left its lofty quarters in\\nLow s (now Woodward s) building, and went\\nto an equally high floor in Stickney s block\\nin front of tlie state-house, occupying there\\nthe width of two store fronts. Driven\\nthence at much loss by the great fire of\\n1851, recourse was had to the erection on\\nleased land of a one-story building (still\\nstanding near the gas-holder east of the junc-\\ntion of Main and School streets), for which 1\\ndrew the paper plans at my father s request.\\nPhilip Watson built it for 1400.\\nThis new situation, if not among the best,\\nwas the best to be had just then, and the\\nground rent was fifty dollars a year. It was\\nsoon discovered from experience that the\\nmisfortune of the fire brouglit with it at\\nleast one compensation, proof that a print-\\ning-office need not always be in upper apart-\\nments. In January, 1855, Concord had\\nabout nine thousand inhabitants, and had\\nadopted a city charter two y ears. bef ore but\\nso lately as 1859 there were but one hundred\\nand sevent3^-two persons and firms who paid", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0209.jp2"}, "210": {"fulltext": "192 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nan annual tax of $50 and upward. Having\\nhad a fair degree, of prosperity, the States-\\nman went in 1855 to the first floor and base-\\nment of the south section of the new Phoenix\\nblock, where its annual rent was #500. The\\napartments in Phoenix block were large\\nenough at the outset, and the location Avas\\nand continued to be satisfactory; still, look-\\ning in there a few days ago it was hard to\\nrealize that the growing business was kept\\nfor twelve long years within such narrow\\nlimits.\\nWhen I joined the office we divided the\\nduties of proprietorship. My father did\\nnearly all the editorial writing, saw the man-\\nuscripts for the newspaper put in type, went\\nover book and pamphlet manuscripts, cor-\\nrecting them for the compositors, read a\\ngood share of the proofs, and maintained a\\ngeneral oversight of our department of the\\ninterior. This was usually enough to keep\\none busy, and I never knew a more punctual\\nand industrious man. If he had nothing*\\nelse at hand, he found a composing stick,\\nand took a place among the compositors.\\nMr. Jenks had the job printing in charge,\\nestimated the cost of work offered for our\\nundertaking, read proofs, and cared for\\nmechanical details. He had a taste for", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0210.jp2"}, "211": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0211.jp2"}, "212": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0212.jp2"}, "213": {"fulltext": "Personal Mecollections. 193\\nstatistics, and a Political Manual for New\\nHampshire, begun in 1857 as a small affair\\nfor legislative use, by its gradual enlarge-\\nments gradually took possession of a large\\nportion of his time.\\nMy work was mainly that of the business\\noffice, although I did some paragraphing, and\\nmade an occasional longer article. There\\nhad been no professors of journalism in our\\nConcord schools, but my father gave me this\\none helpful hint, as he applied the blue pen-\\ncil to some manuscript It is a rule as old\\nas Blair s Rhetoric never to end a sentence\\nwith a preposition. Blair s Rhetoric I have\\nnever seen, but there are sentences penned\\nby William Pitt and Lord Macaulay which\\nend with prepositions.\\nA Concord lawyer, now dead, once re-\\nmarked in my hearing that he believed he\\ncould produce good newspaper articles if he\\ncould only think of something to write\\nabout whicli was equivalent to saying he\\ncould write good articles if lie only liad a\\nmind to.\\nThe jStatesmait had become, before 1858,\\nthe favorite local newspaper. Its editor\\nbeing by nature devoted to his native town,\\ndid not fail to write at good length of what\\nconcerned its interests. There was enougli\\n13", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0213.jp2"}, "214": {"fulltext": "194 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nof politics about it to satisfy a fair-minded\\nWhig or Republican, and little or no vitu-\\nperation, for which my father had no taste.\\nIt was a clean, handsoniel3^-printed news-\\npaper, an agreeable weekly visitor to the\\nfeminine portion of its readers, helpful in a\\nreligious waj^ true to its party without ser-\\nvility, and loyal without liesitation during\\ntlie War of the Rebellion. There was a\\nmore distinct personality in it tlian there can\\nbe in papers that depend on purchased ster-\\neotype plates for their selected reading.\\nPerhaps I cannot better illustrate what\\nkind of a newspaper i\\\\\\\\Q- Statesman was to its\\nlocal readers than by introducing here, as if\\nthis were a scrap-book, a few transcripts from\\nits files for the period with whicli I am deal-\\ning, excluding for various reasons any of the\\nlono-er and weiofhtier articles.\\n[May 15, 1858.]\\nTo decorate our office front window a\\nlittle, we have placed therein an attractive\\n])icture of the famous clipper ship Dread-\\nnaught, which has run from New York to\\nLiverpool in twelve days and a half, and two\\nothers, one entitled On the dock at Liver-\\npool, the other On the dock at Boston.\\nOne of the latter represents a fine old Irish\\ngentleman about starting for America, and\\ntlie other shows the same individual, having", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0214.jp2"}, "215": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 195\\nbettered himself greatly, just about to sail\\non his return voyage. One rainy clay last\\nweek quite a squad of persons were together\\nlooking at these pictures, and we were un-\\ncertain how they would be received until\\nthe hearty remark, Faix! hoys^ if we only\\ndo as tvell as that chap has done,^^ uttered\\nwith an unmistakable Dublin accent, assured\\nus liow well they Avere appreciated.\\n[May 29, 1858.]\\nSome humorous writer has an ample held\\nby gleaning in which to make up a very\\ndiverting account of those annual conven-\\ntions the Anniversaries of New Hampshire\\nRailroads. These meetings are frequenth\\nushered in by a terril)le tempest, and, with\\nmuch unanimit}^ terminate in the most pro-\\nfound peace. For a month preceding the\\nlong-awaited da}^, the very atmosphere is\\noften redolent of lire and brimstone. The\\ndifferent parties charge the Manchester 3Iir-\\nror up to the muzzle with missiles, which\\nthose who forged them thought w^ould carry\\ndeath into the enemy s camji. Attacks,\\nreplies, rejoinders, and surrejoinders multi-\\nply like weeds in the garden of a laz}\\nprinter, and the public become impressed\\nwith the belief that sundry presidents,\\ndirectors, and superintendents will bite the\\ndust as soon as the enraged stockholders\\nhave opportunity to make their power felt\\nat the polls. But notwithstanding all these\\nfurious newspaper denunciations attacks,\\nreplies, rejoinders, and surrejoinders in", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0215.jp2"}, "216": {"fulltext": "196 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nspite of all the caucusing and clamoring, all\\ntlie preparation of copious supplies of printed\\ntickets, got up in various forms, with trans-\\npositions of names, the old board is\\nusually reelected. By what sorcery is this\\ndone Who is the Palinurus that pilots\\nthese boards of directors throuo^li boisterous\\nchannels into pacific seas Who allays\\nthese all-engulfmg waves, white with foam\\nbefore the annual meetings, but calmed into\\nthe repose of a summer pond when the day\\nof conflict comes, so that anniversaries whicli\\npromised to be vindictive and furious, pass\\noff like a Quaker meeting, to the surprise of\\nthe public, and the disappointment of Boston\\nnews reporters? Can any mortal account\\nfor these things\\n[July 10, 185S.]\\nMr. Solon Gould, one of the inflexible\\nDemocrats of Ward Four in tliis city, made\\na great mistake on the Fourth, which greater\\nDemocrats than he mioht liave made. Solon\\no\\nput on his high-heeled boots after dinner,\\nand walked down town to see what was\\nin the wind. He happened in at the State\\nHouse yard just when our Congressman,\\nHon. Mason W. Tappan, Avas reading the\\nDeclaration of Independence. Now Solon is\\na better Democrat than ever the great LaAv-\\ngiver of Athens was. but to say that his per-\\nceptions are, at all hours of the day, as keen\\nas those of the wise man for whom he w^as\\nnamed, would be a reflection which it is not", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0216.jp2"}, "217": {"fulltext": "Personal EecoUectiojis. 197\\nproper to cast, even upon a human being\\nlong since numbered among the dead. Solon\\nnot only happened in as Mr. Tappan was\\nreading Rufus Choate s bundle of glitter-\\ningr generalities, but exactly as the orator\\nwas in that part where they put it on heavy\\non poor old George TIT, and among other\\nbad deeds charge the King with making\\njudges dependent on his will alone for the\\ntenure of tlieir offices, and the amount of\\ntheir salaries, and of -creating a multitude\\nof new offices, and sending hither a swarm\\nof new officers, to harass our people and eat\\nout their substance. The object of these\\nsummary reproofs Solon took to be his friend\\nJames Buchanan instead of old George III,\\nand, after denouncing the celebration as a\\nBlack Republican affair, wheeled on his heel,\\nand left in profound disgust.\\n[July 10, 1858.]\\nThe State House after Adjourn-\\njMENT. We had the satisfaction, the other\\nday, to conduct several newspaper friends\\nover a portion of the city, and to exhibit to\\nthem such lions as they expressed a de-\\nsire to see. Tliis is a duty, the discharge\\nof which is particularly pleasing, unless\\nguests indicate a wish to see lions which\\nare no lions at all. We get along with out-\\nof-town friends very well when the stroll is\\nin certain directions and beneath wealthy\\narboreal shades but nothing more com-\\npletel}^ brings up a Concord man all stand-", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0217.jp2"}, "218": {"fulltext": "198 Sixty Years in Oo7ico7 d.\\ning than u request to be sliown the interior\\nof the state bouse. We make excellent work\\nof it along Main and State streets, and the\\nstreets which cross those two thoroughfares\\ngo with much satisfaction to the Pond hill,\\nand obtain the delightful view thence over\\nthe island to and beyond East Concord\\npoint for admiration to that prince among\\nnoble elms, the one fronting the residence\\nof Samuel Coffin, and tliose ancestral ones\\nfronting the residences of Joseph B. Walker\\nand Charles Smart; look with our friends\\nover a large portion of the city and into ad-\\njacent towns from the brow of Holt hill\\ngo over the Whale s Back, and take a turn\\nto the Hospital pond, and thence to the Asy-\\nlum take a pull through the new settle-\\nments in Wards Five, Six, and Seven de-\\nbouch into Main street at the South End,\\nand come up under the elms and maples that\\nskirt the west side of the avenue from the\\ndwelling of Lewis Downing (not forgetting\\nthe heaven-aspiring, symmetrical elm opposite\\nthe residence of that gentleman) to the home\\nof Joseph A. Gilmore we make, let it be re-\\npeated, very gratifying progress when in this\\nline of lion showing but when at last the\\nword is pronounced that the guest or guests\\nwill consider a visit at the capital of New\\nHampshire in the light of the play of Ham-\\nlet, with the part of Hamlet omitted unless\\ntreated to an interior view of the state house,\\nwe are instantly depressed to a point away\\nbelow zero.", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0218.jp2"}, "219": {"fulltext": "Personal Reeollectloni 199\\nAnd into this freezing sitnation our friends\\nfrom Portsmouth, Salem, Lowell, and else-\\nwhere, threw us last Wednesday. We had\\nall been peram})ulating the city, and finally\\nbrought up about lialf-past nine a. m. in the\\ndelicious shade on the Avestern steps of the\\nState House. We all sat there some minutes,\\ndiscoursing of the numbers of different legis-\\nlatures, the number of voters necessary to\\nchoose one and each additional representa-\\ntive in this state of the district system as\\nnow existing in Massachusetts, of our very\\nredundant house and our ver}^ diminutive\\nsenate, when some one uttered the appalling-\\nwords, Come^ isn^t it about time to he r/oinr/\\ninside the State House f\\nWell, we went in, and never with\\nmore suffusing, burning mortification. We\\nhave known these twenty odd years that the\\ninterior of the State House is anything but\\npleasing to people conversant with elegant\\npublic structures, and have not for a long\\ntime, of our own mere motion, gone within\\nit in company with out of town friends, but\\non this occasion its appearance was anything\\nbut pleasing. It is absolutely unbecoming*\\nto a respectable Commonwealth. Thirt}^-\\nnine years service, and, we believe, no in-\\nterior repairs not so much as a coat of paint\\nhas reduced it to a dirty and unwholesome\\nappearance, and with the Republican party\\npursued like a hare upon the mountains, and\\nthe foolish cry of Extravagance uttered\\nagainst it by every yelping foe, the prospect", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0219.jp2"}, "220": {"fulltext": "200 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nis that unless the State House is burned or\\ndemolished by an eartliquake, it will become\\nmud] worse before it is an}^ better.\\n[May 28, 1859.]\\nAbout fort} or forty-five years ago the\\nColumbian hotel was in the form of a long,\\none-story baking establishment, conducted\\nby Major Peter Rol)inson, and from it issued\\nthe grateful odor of new gingerbread, to tan-\\ntalize the hungry crowd of boys and girls\\nwho wheeled around the corner of Mr. Will-\\niam Low s house (corner of Main and School\\nstreets) on their way up town from the scho-\\nlastic den where they had been confined all\\nthe forenoon. The bake-house was made\\ninto a two-story building, and opened for\\nthe reception of the travelling public about\\nthirt3^-eight 3 ears ago by Mr. John P. Gass.\\nAbout 1828 it was kept by Gen. John Wil-\\nson, from Lancaster, who brought thither\\nour now thriving and benevolent fellow-\\ncitizen, Mr. Nathaniel White. As this latter\\ngentleman has acquired all his means by\\nhonorable ends, it is the more creditable to\\nhim to say that he commenced as a boy in\\nthe Columbian, and has been upon the rise\\never since. Although many years amidst\\ntobacco smoke and ardent spirits, he refrained\\nfrom their use, and thus escaped the rock on\\nAvhich many make shipwreck.\\nThe Columbian Avas in those da3^s an inn\\nwhere several stage-coaches put up, and\\nthere our respected fellow-citizen, Mr. Peter", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0220.jp2"}, "221": {"fulltext": "Perso)ial Recollect ions, 201\\nDudley, made his tarry ing-place when he\\ncommenced as a driver into Concord from\\nPlymouth. During the period Avhen the\\nmilitia of New Hampshire was in high\\nfeather, this tavern was tJie headquarters\\nof the Columbian Artillery, a company Avhich\\nfor several years was composed largel} of\\njourneymen and apprentices to the printing\\nbusiness in Concord a corps of no mean\\nrepute, which made some stir on the muster\\nlields of the Eleventh Regiment. A^acancies\\nwere filled, and new commissions wet, in the\\nColumbian hotel. Looking back upon those\\ntimes, the wonder is that escapes were made\\nfrom the confirmed habits apt to follow such\\nprocedures. Three drams at a half-day train-\\ning were not uncommon in the da3 s of the\\nColumbian Artillery, a drink at the gun-\\nhouse near the site of the Unitarian church,\\na drink on Pond hill brought from the\\nWashington tavern, and a final drink, about\\nT p. m., at the official hotel of the compau}-\\nthe Columbian.\\nThe Columbian Artillery, the Concord\\nLight Infantry, the Troop, and the Bow and\\nBorough Riflemen were the uniformed com-\\npanies of the Eleventh Regiment, which had\\nMay trainings and one annual autumn\\nencampment in this or some neighboring-\\ntown. The artillerj^men used but one can-\\nnon, which was manoeuvred by drag-ropes.\\nThe two-days encampment wound up with a", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0221.jp2"}, "222": {"fulltext": "202 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nsham fight, wlien the noisiest and smelliest\\nkind of gunpowder was burned, but no harm\\ndone, unless in the excitement of battle some\\nexhilarated warrior, like Alexander Salter\\nLear of Bow, shot away the ramrod of his\\nold flintlock musket. My youthful soul\\nwas filled with horror and dismay by the\\nracket of tliose sham fio-hts.\\nt\\n[June 25, 1859.]\\nPluck. Certain fighting characters once\\ntook a big oath tliat they would neither eat\\nnor drink until they had slain the Apostle\\nPaul. What effect this rash vow had upon\\nthe diaphragms of those who made it, the\\nrecord does not state. The probabilities are\\nthat the oath was made void, or the vaga-\\nbonds went hungry awhile, for the apostle\\noutlived their fur}^ and did nuich good ser-\\nvice afterward.\\nThere are lots of New Hampshire Demo-\\ncrats, the I egular leaders and drum-majors\\nof the party, who, we believe, have made a\\nsolemn vow that they will not come to Con-\\ncord during the month of June so long as\\nthe Black Republicans are in power. This\\nis a very rash vow. It keeps our Democratic\\nfriends out of the pale of that civilization,\\ngood breeding, and other healing influences\\ndiffused here wlien the wisdom of the state\\nis assembled in council.\\nThis article was suggested by seeing our\\nold friend. Gen. Israel Hunt, of Nashua, in", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0222.jp2"}, "223": {"fulltext": "Personal Uecollections. 20-3\\nthe north lobby of the state-house hist week\\na stray leaf from a gilt-edged volume. The\\ngeneral manifests common sense by coming-\\nto Concord every year, and never departing-\\nuntil he has looked in upon the legislature,\\nprobably to bestow upon it his best wishes\\nthat the Republicans wdll make none but\\no-ood laws, and rule the state well. There is\\nboth pluck and philosophy in this procedure,\\nwhich is worthy of all imitation by his Dem-\\nocratic brethren. May he live a score of\\nyears, to come up and bestow his annual\\nbenediction on the Republican party in\\npower.\\n[March 3, I860.]\\nABitAHAM Lincoln in PHa:Nix Hall.\\nMr. Lincoln addressed the people for an hour\\nand a half in one of the most pow^erful, logi-\\ncal, and compact speeches to which it was\\never our fortune to listen an argument\\nagainst the system of slavery, and in defence\\nof the position of the Republican party, from\\nthe deductions of which no reasonable man\\ncould possibly escape. He fortified every\\nposition assumed by proofs which it is im-\\npossible to gainsay, and while his speech\\nwas at intervals enlivened by remarks which\\nelicited applause at the expense of the Dem-\\nocratic party, there was not a single word\\nwhich tended to impair the dignity of the\\nspeaker or weaken the force of tlie great\\ntruths which he uttered.\\nAt its conclusion nine roof-raising cheers\\nwere given, three for the speaker, three for", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0223.jp2"}, "224": {"fulltext": "204 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nthe Republicans of Illinois, and three for the\\nRepublicans of New Hampshire.\\nIn this speech Mr. Lincoln compared sla-\\nvery to a snake which had crawled into bed\\nwith the children, and said the difficulty was\\nhow to deal with the snake without hurting\\nthe children.\\nAt the close of Mr. Lincoln s address, Mr.\\nCalvin C. Webster came to the writer of this,\\nand said very earnestly, That man will be\\nthe next president of the United States.\\nHe followed Mr. Lincoln to Phoenix hotel and\\nmade a similar remark to him, to which Mr.\\nLincoln replied that a good many men wanted\\nto be president. Mr. Webster afterward\\nwent to the Chicago convention and helped\\nnominate Mr. Lincoln.\\n[January 5, 1861.]\\nIn an Ugly Hole. Mr. John Clark, of\\nFranklin, better known up and down the\\ncountry as Boston John the Dam Builder,\\non Friday last week came near making a last\\nplunge over one of his own dams. The mill-\\npond immediately above Aiken s great manu-\\nfacturing establishment, which is frozen over\\nbut a few da3^s in winter, being covered with\\nice on that day, some men of common weight\\nand rotundity had ventured across. Bos-\\nton, as he is called for shortness, who at the", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0224.jp2"}, "225": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 205\\nripe age of 71, with form ereet and footsteps\\nfirm, weighs 240 lbs., noticing the track, put\\nhimself and his cane into the same path.\\nReaching the centre of the pond in safety, he\\nthere came to a stand, and, after the manner\\nof the elephant treading on a pumpkin in a\\ncountry circus, placing his foot down solid,\\non trial, he settled like a line-of-battle-ship,\\nin medias res, for a cooling bath, with the ice\\nall around him like a honeycomb.\\nMr. Henry Crane happening to have liis eye\\nat this precise moment upon that interesting\\nlocality, went to the rescue with astonishing-\\nvelocity. He had not, however, made a dozen\\nstrides when Boston roared out to him,.\\nBring me a long board which was done\\nquicker than Jabe went to the maul, and\\nforthwith Boston and his cane were stand-\\ning erect again, unharmed save a gentle chill,\\nwhich he says was at once dispelled b}^ warm\\nand soothing drinks.\\n[January 25, 1862.]\\nEx-Governor Steele was, it seems, one of\\nthose fossils who wrapped up warm, nursed\\ntheir ancient wrath, and came to Concord to\\njoin in the passage of resolves (at the state\\nconvention) full of innuendoes against a\\nhost of their fellow-citizens who are working-\\nlike beavers to put down the Rebellion. The\\nRepublicans of New Hampshire can bear to\\nbe kicked, but when it is by such men as the\\nex-governor, they can but bring to mind the\\nwords,", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0225.jp2"}, "226": {"fulltext": "206 Sixty Years in Concoi^d.\\nAnd wlioii he saw an ass come prancing to his cot,\\nAvast! he cried, at death I do n t repine,\\nIJut t woukl be double death from lieels like thine.\\nThe Statesman made for years a vigorous\\nbattle against a class of vexatious lawsuits\\nbrought to recover damages for fictitious\\ninjuries sustained on the highwa}^ a battle\\n80 vigorous and effectual that in Januar}^\\n1865, a motion was made to bring the editor\\nbefore the bar of court to answer a charge of\\ncontempt, a motion which was dismissed\\nby the justice.\\n[October 23, 1863.]\\nThe New Pool of Siloam. The most\\nremarkable of modern curative powers is a\\njury verdict, with damages assessed to the\\namount of a few thousand dollars. This\\npaper has uniformly urged the belief that\\nmost of what are called road cases suits\\nagainst towns for damages occasioned by\\ndefects in highways have their origin in\\nnothing but a desire for pelf. We are half\\ninclined to retract our opposition in view of\\nthe brilliant medical results of success in\\nsuits of this character. If we could publish\\ncertificates of the nimbleness of tongues once\\nspeechless, the agility of legs once paralyzed,\\nthe recover}^ from ailments seen and unseen\\nwhich had been pronounced beyond the reach\\nof surgery, all effected by trial by jury, the\\npublic would be amazed at the curative effect\\no\\nf a verdict with damaoes.", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0226.jp2"}, "227": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 207\\n[March 20, 1864.]\\nChocorua Mountain. We went suffi-\\nciently far from home tlie other da}^ to obtain\\na view of the Sandwich mountains, and saw\\nfurther that notable and favorite peak which\\ndwellers in the region round about are wont\\nto speak of as Old Chocorua. It is an\\neminence of peculiar form, the twin brother\\nof which cannot be found in the state. The\\npeople of Carroll county become attached to\\nit, as the Swiss to their hills or the Germans\\nto the Rhine. Many a man, either on the\\nwide-rolling sea or in the army, thinks ever}\\nday of this glorious old gray peak, and if\\nbrought suddenl} in sight of it, would be as\\nexultant as the Armj^ of Liberation return-\\ning from the last conflict with Napoleon, on\\nbeholdino their favorite river:\\nIt is the Rhiue our mountain vineyards laving-,\\nI see its bright Hoods sliiue;\\nSing on the marcli, with every banner waving,\\nSing, brothers, tis tlie Hhine.*\\nOld Chocorua* is one of the most con-\\nspicuous features in the mountain region of\\nNew Hampshire. Its ragged summit, its\\nisolated position, and moreover a legend con-\\nnected with it, cause it to be a celebrated\\npeak.\\nIf we could transfer Chocorua mountain\\nto Clnchester, and put Sanborn ton bay where\\nlies the wide intervale east of Main street,\\nwhat a glorious prospect there would be", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0227.jp2"}, "228": {"fulltext": "208 Sixty Years in Concord.\\n[July 2o, 1864.]\\nA Tough Hen. Two Concord fishermen*\\nover in Epsom sought refuge from a heavy\\nshower under a friendly roof, leaving the\\nparaphernalia of their sport leaning against\\nthe side of the house. Hearing a terrible\\nsquawking shortly afterward, they sought\\nthe cause, and found that a hen, in pursuit\\nof worms, had swallowed one containing a\\nfatal fisli-hook, and was tugging lustily at the\\nline to get away. The woman of the house\\nexpressed much regret at the occurrence, the\\nvictim being her best hen and most reliable\\nlayer. Every effort was made to extract the\\nhook, but it clung fast to the dark interior\\nof biddy s throat. A proposition to kill her\\nwas overruled. After full consultation it\\nwas determined to cut off the line, leave tlie\\nhook in the gullet of the victim, and see\\nwhat would come of it. To the surprise of\\nall hands, on the next day the hen laid one\\nof her largest-sized eggs, and has gone on\\nfrom that day to this, fulfilling all her duties\\nin the most exemplary and hen-like manner,\\nas though nothing had happened to derange\\nher stomacli.\\n[May 4, 1866.]\\nCAPTUiiE OF A Black Eagle. Mr.\\nCharles Abbott, who lives on the place called\\nthe silk farm, near Turkey pond, in this\\ncity, some days ago set a steel trap on a hum-\\nIsaac A. Hill, with whom I have enjoyed many a good\\nhunt, and Benjamin E. Badger.", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0228.jp2"}, "229": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. :2U9\\nmock above the surface of the pond to catch\\nsome of the wild ducks which he had observed\\nto frequent that spot. Visiting the trap, he\\nfound that one had been caught, and some\\nevil bird had devoured it. Trying his luck\\nagain, last Saturday he caught two, and\\nwhile taking them ashore in a boat a black\\neagle came down so near, that, to use Mr.\\nAbbott s words, lie* was afraid the audacious\\nfellow would get the ducks away from him.\\nIt was determined to tr}^ the capture of the\\neagle himself, and tlie trap was set for him\\nwith a suitable bait. That very same da}^ his\\nmajest}^ put his foot in it. Mr. Abbott rowed\\nout to the hummock, expecting a battle witli\\nthe bird, but to his utter surprise, as soon as\\nthe boat reached the hummock, the eagle\\nwalked in with the trap and chain, and seated\\nhimself to be taken ashore. He Avas unin-\\njured, and is now at Mr. Abbott s house,\\nwhere he bears his captivity without any\\nsulky or captious ways, suffering himself to\\nbe approaclied and handled familiarly. The\\nspread of his wings is seven and one half\\nfeet. Although called the black eagle, Wil-\\nson, the ornithologist, gives liim the more\\ninelegant title of Ring Tailed Eagle.\\n[April 16, 1869.]\\nLast evening, about eight o clock, the most\\nbeautiful auroral display we have ever seen\\nwas visible over Concord. It was as if some\\ncelestial mercer had unrolled two or three\\ndozen pieces of silk, of the most beautiful tints", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0229.jp2"}, "230": {"fulltext": "210 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nof purple, green, blue, lilac, and wliite, gathered\\nthe ends into his hands at tlie zenith, and let\\nthem flow down to the horizon (north, south,\\neast, and west). The colors were frequently\\nclianged sometimes quite suddenly, some-\\ntimes disolving gradually, and softly fading\\nbefore the new tints.\\nIt is impracticable to continue these quota-\\ntions, but looking at the files for the period\\nunder our review, some interesting facts pre-\\nsent themselves.\\nAmong our correspondents, 1859-66, were\\nMoses B. Goodwin, the best letter-writer we\\never had, Col. Henry W. Fuller, Charles H.\\nBartlett, Esq., Capt. William F. Goodwin,\\nand Capt. Edward E. Sturtevant.\\nThe Statesman was the first paper in New\\nHampshire (September 5, 1859) to devote\\nregularly a column to paragraphs of state\\nnews, a practice in whicli it soon had many\\nfollowers.\\nOn the morning of Friday, August 6, 1859,\\nwe did what was then thought pretty enter-\\nprising, printed almost two columns about\\nan anniversary at Gilmanton academy winch\\noccurred the day before.\\nDuring the summer of 1859 we published\\nlists of arrivals at the White Mountain hotels.\\nOur election returns were always most full\\nand most accurate.", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0230.jp2"}, "231": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. liH\\nThe Statesman advocated the introduction\\nof Long Pond water to our main precinct as\\nearly as May, 1857, when it employed Mr.\\nJohn C. Briggs to make a survey, and deter-\\nmine the altitude of Long Pond above the\\nsidewalk at the corner of Main and Bridge\\nstreets. Li September, 1859, it asked, \u00e2\u0080\u00a2^Shall\\nwe have pleyity of ivater?^^ following this up\\nwith articles on that subject until July 20,\\n1866, and perhaps longer.\\nLi 1861 it urged the adoption of steam\\nengines for the Concord fire department.\\nThe Statesman did good service toward\\nretaining the state-house in Concord when its\\nremoval was threatened in June, 1864.\\nTlie paper put up the name of General\\nGrant as its candidate for the Presidency on\\nDecember 13, 1867.\\nAmong the distinguished men who visited\\nConcord during or near the period under ex-\\namination here, and not previously mentioned\\nas visitors, were Hannibal Hamlin, Schuyler\\nColfax, Henr}^ Wilson (once a pupil at the\\nConcord Literary Institution), John A. An-\\ndrew, William Pitt Fessenden, Daniel E.\\nSickles, John E. Wool, Joseph H. Hawley,\\nBenjamin F. Butler, Gen. T. W. Sherman of\\nSherman s Battery, Benjamin R. Curtis,\\nJoshua L. Chamberlain, D. W. Voorhees,", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0231.jp2"}, "232": {"fulltext": "212 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nLord Ainberle}^ of Engiand, and Stephen A.\\nDouglas.\\nLady Aiiiberley was also here, and Mrs.\\nDouglas, tlie latter deemed to be one of the\\nmost beautiful women of her time.\\nMr. Douglas s visit was in July, 1860, and\\nGeneral Pierce, General Peaslee, and other\\nprominent Democrats found it convenient to\\nbe out of town. Henry P. Rolfe, Esq., did\\nthe honors of the occasion. Mr. Douglas\\nwas then out of favor with the Democratic\\nparty of the South. Mrs. Douglas afterward,\\nat Newport, R. L, had something to say about\\ntlie behavior of her and her husband s friends\\nliere, who trampled down a lawn with eager\\nfeet, and could be seen peering through lier\\nliost s windows to gaze on her attractive\\nface.\\nThe Statesman office had in this region a\\nreputation for doing careful jDrinting, which\\nliad come along as an inheritance from the\\nsmall beginning of my father in 1834 and- in\\n1859 sixteen persons were employed, beside\\nthe proprietors. A pamphlet printed to ac-\\ncompany some Shaker washing-machines to\\nthe World s Fair in London, in 1862, was so\\nmuch admired by the judges of the fair, that\\nthe commissioner, Hon. Frederick Smyth,\\ncould have obtained some favorable notice", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0232.jp2"}, "233": {"fulltext": "Perso)tal Recollections. 213\\nfor us if it liad been entered in the lists for\\nexhibition.\\nOur mechanical resources were sufficient\\nfor the time, although we were unable to\\nmeet the wishes of a customer who in 1868\\nwanted a Bible printed right off, so he could\\ntake it home that day on the 3 o clock train.\\nAn important accessory to our establishment\\nwas an excellent steam engine built by Hit-\\ntinger Cook, of Charlestown, Mass., which\\ndrove the power presses, an Adams, a Hoe\\ncylinder (set up in 1858), and two rattle-te-\\nbang Hawkes presses. There was also an\\nimmense hand press for large posters, which\\nwas disliked by workmen, and christened by\\nsome of them the man-killer.\\nWriting of those presses reminds me of a\\nlocah attempt made about 1851 to invent a\\nprinting machine, or to improve some exist-\\ning one. The projectors were a printer and\\na railroad clerk who had wrought with tools.\\nSecuring a place over the Patriot office, they\\nset about their work with enthusiasm. I\\nhappened to witness many a consultation be-\\ntween these friends in interest, but never\\nsaw the object of their endeavors.\\nAfter I joined the Statesman., in the course\\nof a consultation the belief was expressed by\\none of the partners that we might be so for-", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0233.jp2"}, "234": {"fulltext": "214 Sixty Years in Concord.\\ntuiiate as to each gain annually, in return for\\nour investment and personal services, as much\\nas $2,000, an expectation which proved to he\\nwell founded. There was usually an abun-\\ndance of advertising, of which for our issue\\nof April 23, 1859, we declined five columns.\\nIn January, 1863, because of the high price\\nof paper, the size of our sheet was reduced,\\nand smaller type used but in Januar3% 1866,\\ntlie full size was restored.\\nThe Democratic party in New Hampshire\\nbecame an unhappy family as early as 1854.\\nThe Patriot lost the state printing tliat 3 ear,\\nand the State Cajjital Heporter., then two\\nyears old, with Amos Hadley, one of its ed-\\nitors, as a candidate, obtained it. In 1855,\\nwhen the old party had fairly fallen from\\npower, there were three Concord papers in\\nthe opposition, the Statesman^ the Reportery\\nand the Independeiit Democrat., which last\\nwas started in Manchester in May, 1845.\\nSoon after its beo-inniuo- it came to Concord*\\nand in 1847 absorbed the New Hampshire\\nCourier., with which the Grranite Freeman and\\nthe Concord Grazette had been previously\\nunited. The G-azette had a brief existence.\\nJts editor was Mr. Charles F. Low, an eccen-\\ntric gentleman and extensive traveller, who\\nstudied theology in Andover, law in Concord,", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0234.jp2"}, "235": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 215\\nwas a lieutenant in the Mexican war, in 1861\\nwas robbed by Bedouins in the valley of the\\nJordan, and at last was drowned in Indian\\nriver in Florida, Jan. 16, 1874.\\nMr. Hadley was reelected public printer in\\n1855 and 1856. In 1857 he and his paper\\nAvere united with the Independent Democrat^\\nand in tliat year George G, Fogg, of the lat-\\nter, was chosen successor to Mr. Hadley. Mr.\\nFogg was a Avriter, but not a printer. Under\\nthese circumstances the public printing was\\nnot so well done that it could not be done\\nbetter, and the publishers of the Statesman\\nhad begun to Avonder, early in 1858, wdien\\ntheir turn at the business would come. It\\nnever would have come with the assent of\\nthe incumbent. ^Ir. Foo-o- had no inclina-\\ntion to part with his office he was a great\\nbeliever in himself, and a strong writer,\\nfond of assailing both opponents and rivals.\\nThere were many issues of his paper when\\nhe devoted more space to attacking the\\nStatesman than he did to fighting the com-\\nmon enemy. He probably succeeded in\\nmaking a portion of his readers and the\\npublic believe that the Statesman was not\\naltogether sound on the slavery question.\\nMy father, the most transparently upright\\nand honest man whom I ever knew, had", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0235.jp2"}, "236": {"fulltext": "21 f) Sixty Years in Coyicord.\\nneither the art nor the. inclination for mak-\\ning tactful use of his resources to gain any\\npersonal end, and he had little taste for\\noffice but he was not quite willing to let\\nthe Statesman stand quietly aside any longer,\\nand see its rivals continue to carry away the\\nchief recognition and favor of the part}^ and\\nbeside, he wanted to do the public printing\\nin a careful style, as lie had once before done\\nit, in 1846.\\nOur attempt to oust Mr. Foo O was made\\nb}^ regular approaches. The editor of the\\nStatesman became a candidate before the\\nlegislature of 1858, with small expectation\\nof success that season, because the rule of\\ntwo years in office would be urged forcefully\\nin behalf of Mr. Fogg, but with the intent\\nto set a stout stake in the contested ground.\\nOne year later, in June, 1859, Mr. McFar-\\nland was elected, receiving 189 votes to 109\\nfor William Butterfield.\\nPrior to this election the Indej)ende)it\\nDemocrat made its customary effort to ex-\\nliibit tlie Statesman as unreliable on the\\nslavery question. There were some Repub-\\nlicans in the legislature whose chief reading-\\nwas the Independent Democrat, represented\\nas well by David Morrill of Canterbury as\\nby anybody, who I have no doubt had been", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0236.jp2"}, "237": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. -IT\\ncompelled to believe the proprietors of the\\nStatesman capable of owning negro slaves.\\nThis old gun of the Independent Democ7 at\\nwas spiked by the Statesnuot declaring itself\\nin favor of William H. Seward as candidate\\nfor the Republican presidential nomination\\nin 1860. The editor did this with good con-\\nscience, decisively, early in June, 1859.\\nMr. Seward was just then the hete noir of\\nall pro-slavery men. In a speech made at\\nRochester, N. Y., the previous year, he had\\nused these words in regard to the slavery\\nquestion It is an irrepressible conflict\\nbetween opposing and enduring forces, and\\nit means that the United States must and\\nwill, sooner or later, become eitlier entirel}^\\n\u00e2\u0080\u00a2a slave-holding nation, or entirely a free\\nlabor nation. Taking this downright stand\\nin favor of Mr. Seward, irrepressible con-\\nflict and all, probably removed all doubt\\nabout our political standing, and we had the\\npublic printing for the years 1859, 1860,\\n1861, 1862, 1865, and 1866.\\nBusy places as most newspaper offices are,\\nthere are callers who expect to meet the edi-\\ntor. Before our time Isaac Hill received\\nsuch around the unpretending table where\\nhe prepared the invective for the Pati-iot.\\nHere Mr. William Low, with a more fiery", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0237.jp2"}, "238": {"fulltext": "218 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nand intense spirit even than that which ani-\\nmated Mr. Hill, sat by the hour to urge the\\npen of his impetuous friend.\\nOur editorial work was done with an\\nequipment as plain as Mr. Hill s. The edi-\\ntor of the StatesmaH never liad a desk which\\nwould have sold at auction for as much as\\ntwo dollars. Even this was placed where\\nno quiet thought or counsel could be had,\\nand no library was accessible. But there\\nwere often agreeable callers. Among those\\nfrom out of town, none were more welcome\\nthan George W. Nesmith of Franklin, Will-\\niam H. Y. Hackett of Portsmouth, John H.\\nThompson of Holderness, David Gillis of\\nManchester, John M. Parker of Goffstown,\\nJoel Eastman and John McMillan of Con-\\nway, Aurin M. Chase of Whitefield, Richard\\nH. Messer and Luther McCutcheon of New\\nLondon, William M. Weed of Sandwich,\\nJoseph Gilman and Nathaniel Hubbard of\\nTamworth, Jacob Benton, Ossian Ray, and\\nHenry O. Kent of Lancaster, Cyrus Taylor\\nof Bristol, John S. Walker of Claremont?\\nAlvin Beard of Nasliua, Georo-e Wadleig-h\\nof Dover, George S. Towle of Lebanon, and\\nJohn L. Rix of Haverhill, the last two as\\nfiery and impetuous as was old William Low\\nhimself. Tliese were all, or nearly all, men", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0238.jp2"}, "239": {"fulltext": "Persoiud Recollections. 219\\nwho had come along the old Whig paths\\ninto the Republican party, and were deemed\\nas reliable as the sun in its revolution.\\nThe}^ had alwa3^s news or some good story\\nto tell, to lighten the editorial pen.\\nThere are doubtless interesting incidents\\ndisclosing themselves to all printers. I will\\nrelate one which came to our experience in\\nthe course of a lawsuit at Plymouth, in the\\nwinter of 1861-62. A firm doing business\\nin Concord had sued another in Grafton\\ncounty, and laid an attachment on property\\nto secure debt. Just before this attachment\\nwas placed, other attachments had been laid\\non the same property to secure the holders\\nof certain notes made by the debtors, bearing\\ndate May 18, 1858. The Concord creditors\\nbelieved these notes to be fraudulent, and an\\ninvestigation followed. The debtors swore\\nthat the notes were made on the day of\\ntheir date. Now these notes were written\\non forms which bore the imprint of Rufus\\nMerrill, a stationer in Concord. Mr. Merrill\\nwas able to testify that the forms were\\nprinted for him at our office. It proved\\nthat the ornamental design at the left end\\nof the notes, an engraving of the figure of\\nAmerica on tlie dome of the capitol of the\\nUnited States, was not owned by us until", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0239.jp2"}, "240": {"fulltext": "220 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nMarch 16, 1859. So we were able to testify\\nthat the notes were not printed until nearly\\na year after they were dated, and the scheme\\nof the debtors was utterly frustrated.\\nIn 1861, as a consequence of war, gold\\nand silver money went very suddenly out\\nof circulation. The disappearance of small\\nsilver coins was a serious hindrance to busi-\\nness. Postage-stamps- of different denomi-\\nnations were used as currency, but they\\nbecame soiled and sticky. Before the gov-\\nernment issued its fractional paper currency,\\nlocal attempts were made to supply a public\\nneed. We printed checks for fractions of a\\ndollar for the Bank of Newbury, Vermont\\nthe Ocean Bank, Newburj^port, Mass. the\\nUnion Bank, Concord; the Carroll County\\nBank, Sandwich the Warner Bank, Warner\\nand for others. Local traders of good repute\\nalso issued fractional checks. Specimens of\\nthis war-time currency are now scarce, and\\npossess considerable liistoric interest.\\nThe war as it went along gave cause for\\nanother kind of printed matter. There is\\namong my specimens a card which is a\\ncuriosity to young people, and is therefore\\ncopied below. It was probably printed in\\n1864, when substitute brokers were a\\nrather numerous and active people.", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0240.jp2"}, "241": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 221\\nXew Hampshire Union Recruiting Company.\\nNo. o, Hutcliins Street, leading from Main street\\nto the Depot, Concord, N. H.\\nHighest Prices paid for Substitutes nnd Vol-\\nunteers.\\nDkaftei) Men or Town Agp:nts will be furnished\\nat the Shortest Notice.\\nJ. S. Appleton: Wm. H. Conner; G. W. Dodge;\\nJ. O. Trask Ed. Jndkins J. C. Nichols;\\nD. S. Carr.\\nConsiderable sums of money were gained\\nl)y substitute brokers and some of the per-\\nsons with whom they dealt. A recruiting\\nofficer who was stationed here for a season\\ntold me, years afterward, that he made as\\nmuch as f 12,000 in a few weeks service.\\nThis was done by enlisting men for towns\\nwhich were paying large bounties for ver}\\nindifferent recruits.\\nAmong those who did some service for the\\nStatesman., at or not very far from the time\\nwhich we are recalling to view, and who\\ngained distinction in other walks of life,\\nthere were, as Avriters, Joseph C. Abbott,\\nafterward adjutant-general of New Hamp-\\nshire, a general of the United States Volun-\\nteers, and senator from North Carolina and\\nJohn T. Perry, afterward of tlie Cincinnati\\nGazette as printers, Jacob H. Gallinger and", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0241.jp2"}, "242": {"fulltext": "O.70\\nSixty Years in Concord.\\nMartin A. Haynes, comrades at the case and\\nassociate members of congress Col. Pliin P.\\nBixby of the Sixth and Maj. Edward E.\\nSturtevant of the Fiftli New Hampsliire reg-\\niments.\\nI was away from the Statesman from De-\\ncember, 1862, until January, 1866, serving\\nin the general staff of the arm}^ of the\\nUnited States.", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0242.jp2"}, "243": {"fulltext": "XII.\\nWlien it became known in the autumn of\\n1860 that Abraham Lincoln had been elected\\npresident, what has been called the great\\nunpleasantness began. In December, South\\nCarolina declared herself out of the Union,\\nand within two months six other states had\\nfollowed her. President Buchanan (who,\\nwhen he visited Concord in 1846, as a mem-\\nber of Mr. Polk s cabinet, forgot his linen\\nduster and left that gaiment to grace the\\nrotund figure of the landlord of the Ameri-\\ncan House) proved too feeble for the emer-\\ngency, as all the world knows.\\nNobody knew tlien, at least nobody in\\nConcord knew, how great and wise a man\\nAbraham Lincoln was. George G. Fogg\\nhad visited Mr. Lincoln at Springfield, 111.,\\nafter the nomination for the presidency, and\\ntherefore his opinion of the president-elect\\nwas occasionally sought. Mr. Horace L.\\nHazelton, of Boston, inquired of Mr. Fogg,\\nbefore the inauguration, if Mr. Lincoln was\\nanother Andrew Jackson, and Mr. Fogg-\\nreplied, I wish he were a Jackson, an", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0243.jp2"}, "244": {"fulltext": "224 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nanswer which did not entirely reassure Mr.\\nHazelton, or tliose to wliom Mr. Hazelton\\nrepeated it.\\nThere was a good deal of indifference to\\nthe unusual proceedings at the South. Se-\\ncession had been threatened so lone, that\\nwhen states proclaimed their withdrawal\\nfrom the Union there was neither surprise\\nnor excitement nor dismay. The emergenc}\\nwas estimated differently by different indi-\\nviduals. I remember hearing a Concord\\ncitizen, Henry P. Rolfe, Esq., say in March,\\n1861, that it looked as if the constitution of\\nthe Confederate States, adopted the preced-\\ning month by a convention held at Mont-\\ngomery, Ala., would be ratified ultimately\\nl)y everj/ state. North as well as South. This\\nwould have been equivalent to a secession of\\nall the states from the existing Union, and\\nthe formation of a new confederation with\\nslavery permitted in each state.\\nIn the early part of February, 1861, a\\nPeace Congress of representatives of the\\nstates assembled in Washino^ton on the invi-\\no\\ntation of the state of Virginia, the delegates\\nfrom New Hampshire being Asa Fowler of\\nConcord, Levi Chamberlain of Keene, and\\nAmos Tuck of Exeter. The deliberations of\\nthis assembly, February 4-27, were interest-", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0244.jp2"}, "245": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 225\\niiig but ineffectual; still, I remember hear-\\ning Judge Fowler say, on his return to Con-\\ncord, that he was satisfied there would be no\\nwar.\\nThe New York Evening Post had said, in\\nthe preceding November, that a distin-\\nguished gentleman at the South, being\\naddressed to ascertain what in his opinion\\nwould be the end of this secession humbug,\\nreplied, It will end as all such things at\\nthe South have ended but you must let us\\ndown easy. Patience and good nature on\\nthe part of the Northern states are all that is\\nrequired to make this conclusion speedj^ and\\nsure.\\nThe New Hampshire Statesmaii said, In\\nopposition to the above, we hear that ex-\\nPresident Pierce, whose sources of informa-\\ntion are said to be of the most fortunate\\ncharacter, differs in opinion from this dis-\\ntinguished Southern gentleman, and regards\\na dissolution of the Union as inevitable.\\nStephen A. Douglas said privately, when\\nhe was in Concord in Jul}^ 1860, tliat Lin-\\ncoln would be elected and war would follow.\\nWho of our people then old enough to\\nappreciate the situation will ever forget the\\nmonths of weary waiting, from November,\\n1860, to March, 1861, traitors in the cabi-", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0245.jp2"}, "246": {"fulltext": "226 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nnet, in the army, and in the navy, stealing\\nand plundering everywhere, and not one\\nspark of manly courage or apparent force at\\nWashington, except when, on January 29,\\nJohn A. Dix, a loyal man, who had by some\\nstrange chance become secretary of the\\ntreasury, telegraphed to a special agent of\\nthat department at New Orleans, who was\\ntrying to save a revenue cutter, the captain\\nof which had gone over to the enemy, If\\nany one attempts to haul down the American\\nflag, shoot him on the spot.\\nPresident Lincoln was inaugurated in\\nMarcli. There was another month of inac-\\ntion, not unlike the later months of Bu-\\nchanan s administration, when the public\\nfeeling was expressed by the Neiv York\\nTimes in a very remarkable newspaper arti-\\ncle entitled Wanted A Policy. That\\narticle is too long for reproduction here, but\\nI quote its closing paragraph:\\nWe trust this period of indecision, of\\ninaction, of fatal indifference, will have a\\nspeedy end. Unless it does, we may bid\\nfarewell to all hope of saving the Union\\nfrom destruction and the countr}^ from an-\\narchy. A mariner might as well face the\\ntempest without compass or helm, as an\\nadministration put to sea amid such storms\\nas now darken our skies, without a clear and", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0246.jp2"}, "247": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 2J2,1\\ndefinite plan of public conduct. The coun-\\ntry looks eagerly to President Lincoln for\\nthe dispersion of the dark mystery that\\nhangs over our public affairs. The people\\nwant something to be decided on, some\\nstandard raised, some policy put forward,\\nwhich sliall serve as a rallying-point for the\\nabundant but discouraged loyalty of the\\nAmerican heart. In a great crisis like this,\\nthere is no policy so fatal as that of having\\nno policy at all.\\nThen came the bombardment of Fort Sum-\\nter in Charleston harbor, and the surrender\\nof that fortress to the rebels on the morning\\nof Sunday, April 14. News of this surrender\\nreached Concord Sunday noon, and was com-\\nmunicated to a hundred or more persons\\nwaiting around the telegraph office. People\\nwere looking anxiously for a hero just then,\\nand on what seemed rather slender evidence\\nadopted Major Robert Anderson, the punc-\\ntilious commander of the surrendered fort.\\nAfter the Avar was over, there was found\\namong the rebel papers a letter from Ander-\\nson, written while he was in command at\\nSumter, in Avhich he said, I tell you frankly,\\nmy heart is not in this war.\\nOn Monday moi-ning, April 15, came the\\nproclamation of President Lincoln calling\\nfor seventy-five thousand volunteers, and", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0247.jp2"}, "248": {"fulltext": "228 Sixty Years in Concord,\\nthe strange public stupor was gone. The\\nadministration had a policy. A great mass\\nmeeting assembled in our city hall Friday\\nevening, April 19, at which patriotic ad-\\ndresses were made by Thomas P. Treadwell,\\nHenry P. Kolfe, William L. Foster, Anson S.\\nMarshall, Edward H. Rollins, Nathaniel S.\\nBerry, A. B. Thompson, Josiah Stevens,\\nJoseph B. Walker, Henry E. Parker, Cyrus\\nW. Flanders, E. E. Cummings, S. M. Vail,\\nand R. R. Meredith, the latter then a stu-\\ndent at the Methodist Institute, now a dis-\\ntinguished clergyman of Brooklyn, N. Y.\\nThere was no mistaking tlie fervid patri-\\notism of the audience.\\nIt became known the next day that Gen-\\neral Pierce wanted to be heard, so a crowd\\nassembled in the evening at the Eagle hotel,\\nand the ex-president spoke from a balcony\\nFellow-Citizens and neighbors If I had\\nbeen apprised of your meeting last night,\\nseasonably, I should have been present at it,\\nbut the notice did not reach me until this\\nmorning. I wish to say in advance that\\nsince my arrival here the resolution has been\\nread to me, and it has my cordial approval.\\nYou call for me, my friends, as lovers of our\\ncountry and of the blessed Union which our\\nfathers transmitted to us, on an occasion\\nmore grave, more momentous, fraught with", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0248.jp2"}, "249": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollectio7is. 229\\nmore painful eiiiotions, than any under which\\nI liave ever addressed you but I rejoice\\nthat that flag floats there (pointing to the\\nflag).\\nLove for the flag of our country is a senti-\\nment common to us all; at least to my\\nheart it is no new emotion. My father fol-\\nlowed it from the battle of Bunker Hill till\\nthe enemy evacuated New York in 1783.\\nMy brothers were with the gallant men who\\nupheld it in the War of 1812. Can I, can\\nyou, fail to remember how proudly it floated\\nat a more recent date from Palo Alto to\\nBuena Vista on one line of operation, and\\nfrom the castle of San Juan d Ulloa to the\\ncity of Mexico on another Never! Can we\\nforget that the gallant men of the North and\\nof the South moved together like a band of\\nbrothers, and mingled their blood on many\\na field in the common cause? Can I, if I\\nwould, feel other tlian the profoundest sad-\\nness when I see that tliose who have so\\noften stood shoulder to shoulder in the face\\nof foreign foes are now in imminent peril of\\nstanding face to face as the foes of each\\nother? but they should have thought of\\nthis as well as we at all events there is\\nno time now to consult our feelings. The\\nquestion has resolved itself into one of\\npatriotism and stern duty. We cannot fail\\nto see what the nature of this contest is to\\nbe, and to some limited extent tlie fearful-\\nness of its progress and consequences. We\\nmust not, liowever, turn our faces from\\nthem, because the true way to meet danger", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0249.jp2"}, "250": {"fulltext": "230 Sixty Yecvrs in Concord,\\nis to see it clearly and encounter it on the\\nadvance. I, for one, will never cease to\\nhope, so long as the fratricidal strife is not\\nmore fully developed than at present, that\\nsome event, some power, may yet intervene\\nto save us from the most dire calamity that\\never impended over a nation. The opinions\\nof many of the vast crowd I see before me,\\nwith regard to the causes which have pro-\\nduced the present condition of public affairs,\\nare known to me, and mine are well known\\nto you. I do not believe aggression by\\narms is a suitable or possible remedy for\\nexisting evils. Still, neither of these mat-\\nters ought to be considered now they may\\nwell be waived, nay, must be, until we have\\nseen each other through present trials and\\nfuture dangers.\\nShould the hope which I have expressed\\nnot be realized, which may a beneficent\\nProvidence forbid, and a war of aggression\\nbe waged against the national capital and\\ntlie North, then there is no way for us, as\\ncitizens of one of the old thirteen states, but\\nto stand together, and upliold the flag to the\\nlast, with all the rights which pertain to it,\\nand with the fidelity and endurance of brave\\nmen. I would advise you to stand togetlier\\nwith one mind and heart. Be calm, faithful,\\nand determined, but give no countenance to\\npassion and violence, which are usually un-\\njust, and often in periods like this the har-\\nbingers of domestic strife. Be just to youi^\\nselves, just to others, true to your country\\nand may God, who so signally blessed our", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0250.jp2"}, "251": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 231\\nfathers, graciously interpose in this hour of\\nclouds and darkness to save both extremi-\\nties of the country, and to cause tlie old flag\\nto be uplield by all hands and. all hearts.\\nBorn in the state of New Hampsliire, I\\nintend that here sliall repose my bones. I\\nwould not live in a state the right and honor\\nof which I was not prepared to defend at all\\nhazards and to the last extremity.\\nThis address, spoken as it was with earnest-\\nness of manner, sounded well, and was re-\\nceived with cheers, but there is not much\\nbattle smoke in it. Hon. Ira Perley, who\\nstalked about in the dimly-lighted street,\\nwith a half-fierce and wholly patriotic man-\\nner, characterized it instantly as late, re-\\nluctant, and unimportant.\\nIn the preceding year ex-President Pierce\\nhad written a letter to Jefferson Davis, which\\nwas brought to light in the looting of the\\nDavis plantation in Mississippi in 1863, in\\nwhich he said,\\nWithout discussing the question of right\\nof abstract power to secede I have never\\nbelieved that actual disruption of the Union\\ncan occur without blood and if through the\\nmadness of Northern abolitionists that dire\\ncalamity must come, the fighting will not be\\nalong Mason and Dixon s line merely. It\\nwill be within our own borders and in our", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0251.jp2"}, "252": {"fulltext": "232 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nown streets, between the two^ classes of citi-\\nzens to whom I have referred. Those who\\ndefy hiw and st30ut constitutional obligations,\\nwill, if we ever reach the arbitrament of arms,\\nfind occupation enough at home.\\nThe late, reluctant, and unimportant\\nspeech might never have been made had the\\ngeneral foreseen the discovery of his remark-\\nable letter.*\\nIt was an inspiring and reassuring sight\\nwhen on Saturday morning. May 25, the\\nFirst regiment came over from Camp Union\\nand marched down Main street to the rail-\\nway station, with its ranks reaching clear\\nacross the avenue, followed by a baggage-\\ntrain and outfit which caused the New\\nYorkers to say it was tlie best equipped regi-\\nment which had gone to the war. I can see\\nexactly how that whole regiment looked, and\\nthe figure and expression of Col. Mason W.\\nTappan as he rode past the Phoenix hotel at\\nthe head of the column, a little anxious, not\\nexactly glad to go, but ready to do a soldier s\\nduty.\\nThere were many such sights to follow,\\nfor the Third, Fourth, Fifth, Ninth, Elev-\\n*Hon. Henry S. Foote. formerly a senator from Missis-\\nsippi, in his History of the RebeUion says,\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Ex- President\\nPierce, and several others whose letters to Mr. Davis have\\nlately seen the li^ht, had plied this confiding persnnage\\nwith secret promises of support, upon which he built in part\\nhis hopes of one day wielding an imperial sceptre.", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0252.jp2"}, "253": {"fulltext": "Perso7ial Recollections. 233\\nenth, Twelfth, Tliirteeiith, Fourteenth, Fif-\\nteenth, and Sixteenth regiments- were all\\nmustered at Concord, and one after another\\ntramped down our broad avenue with the\\nsturdy tread that carried them into every\\ngreat battle of the war. Concord herself\\nfurnislied more than men enough to make a\\nregiment, in fact more than thirteen hun-\\ndred men. They were on the Peninsula, at\\nAntietam, Fredericksburg, Chancellorsville,\\nGettysburg, Vicksburg, Port Hudson, the\\nWilderness, Nashville, the siege of Rich-\\nmond, and Appomattox; with Hooker, and\\nMeade, and Thomas, and Sheridan, and Sher-\\nman, and Grant, and their story of patience\\nand sacrifice will never be adequately told.\\nPerhaps the Second and Fiftli regiments\\nbecame as famous as any. The following-\\nparagraph was floating about as long ago as\\nSeptember, 1862\\nSaid an officer in the Army of the Poto-\\nmac, When there is a rough job on liand\\nMcClellan calls on Hooker s Division. Fight-\\ning Joe looks the matter over, and if there\\nbe a particularly hard corner, he gives that to\\nGrover s brigade. General Grover wants a\\nregiment he can rely on, and he selects the\\nSecond New Hampshire. Then if there is\\none place more difficult than all tlie rest,\\nColonel Marston brings out Company B of\\nConcord.", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0253.jp2"}, "254": {"fulltext": "234 Sixty Years in Concord^\\nThe Fifth led the roll of all infantry regi-\\nments in the total number of its casualties,\\ntwo hundred and ninety-five having been\\nkilled or mortally Avounded in its ranks.\\nGen. Francis A. Walker says of the Fifth at\\nAntietam,\\nUnder cover of a ridge, at some little dis-\\ntance from the left, the enemy are moving\\ndown into our rear. The movement is first\\ndiscovered by Cross of the Fifth New Hamp-\\nshire. He waits for no orders, but instantly\\nfaces to the left and moves to the rear, dash-\\ning into a race with the enemy for the pos-\\nsession of a ridge that commands the field.\\nThe two lines actually were parallel to and\\nnot far from each other. Cross is ahead,\\nseizes the crest, and pours a volley from his\\nwhole front upon the discomfited enemy, who\\nfell back as rapidly as they had advanced,\\nleaving the colors of the Fourth North Caro-\\nlina in tlie hands of the brave boys from New\\nHampshire.\\nAnd at Gettysburg,\\nThe scene of the contest is the wheat-field,\\nso famous in the story of Gettysburg. This,\\nand the woods on the south and west, are\\nnow full of the exulting enemy. Through\\nthis space charges the fiery Cross, of the\\nFifth New Hampshire, witli liis well approved\\nbrigade. It is his last battle. He, indeed,\\nhas said it, as he exchanged greetings with\\nHancock on the way but he moves to his", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0254.jp2"}, "255": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 235\\ndeath with all the splendid enthusiasm he\\ndisplayed at Fair Oaks, Antietam, and Fred-\\nericksburg.\\nIn the third week of July, 1861, I hap-\\npened to go to Washington for the first time,\\nand determined to satisfy at once my curi-\\nosity to see Gen. Winfield Scott, who held\\nthe highest rank in our arm}^ So I waited\\none afternoon around his headquarters on\\nSeventeenth street until he came forth. His\\nwas, as every one knows, a strong, majestic\\nfigure, and he spoke a kindly word to all who\\naddressed him but I came away with a heavy\\nheart, for I could not believe that a man so\\naged, so clumsy and infirm, enjoying military\\nfame with vanity so evident, could command\\nsuccessfully a great army in the field. My\\nimpressions were utterly unlike those obtained\\nthree years later from the calm, thouglitful\\nface of General Grant, whom I saw on March\\n8, 1864, not far from the same spot, in the\\nhidl of Willard s hotel, about to take com-\\nmand of all the armies of the North, and in\\none year and one month end the war\\nHe slew ourdraj^on, nor, so seemed it, knew\\nHe had done more than any simplest man might\\ndo.\\nThere had been in the hall of the hotel an\\nhour or two earlier an amusing occurrence,", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0255.jp2"}, "256": {"fulltext": "236 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nwhich is described by Hon. L. E. Chittenden\\nin his Recollections of President Lincoln\\nand His Administration as follows\\nIt was in the early days of spring, and I\\nwas living at Willard s. The outlook was\\ndiscouraging, and occurrences in the treasury\\nhad been very depressing to friends of the\\nUnion. I had risen early, had left my room\\nbefore dawn, and, seated by a window wliich\\noverlooked the avenue, in the main office, I\\nbegan to read the morning paper. The pas-\\nsengers from the Western trains had not yet\\narrived. The gas-lights were turned down,\\nand tliat potentate, the hotel clerk, who had\\nnot yet pat on his daily air of omnipotence,\\nwas peacefull}^ sleeping in his cusliioned arm-\\nchair. Two omnibuses were driven to the\\nentrance on Fourteenth street, witli the rail-\\nroad passengers from the West. The crowd\\nmade the usual rush for the register; the\\nclerk condescended to open his eyes, and as-\\nsign them rooms on tlie upper floor (tliere\\nwas no elevator), as thouo^h he felt an acute\\npleasure in compelling them to make tlie as-\\ncent, and for a few moments there was bustle\\nand confusion. It was soon over the clerk\\nresumed his arm-chair, closed liis eyes, and\\nliis weary soul appeared to be at rest.\\nThere were two passengers who did not\\nappear to be in such frantic haste. One\\nwas a sunburned man of middle age, who\\nwore an aruiy hat and a linen duster, below\\nwhich, where a small section of his trousers", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0256.jp2"}, "257": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollectiojis. 237\\nwere visible, T caught a glimpse of the nar-\\nrow stripe of the army uniform. He held\\nthe younger traveller, a lad of ten years, by\\nthe hand, and carried a small leatlier bag.\\nAs they modestly approached the counter,\\nthe temporary lord of that part of creation,\\nwithout deigning, to rise from his chair, gave\\nthe register a practised Avhirl, so that the\\nopen page was presented to the elder trav-\\neller, observing, as he did so, I suppose you\\nwill want a room together.\\nHe named a room with a high number,\\ngave the usual call, Front! while the\\nguest proceeded to write his name without\\nmaking any observation. The clerk removed\\nthe pen from behind his ear; gave another\\nwhirl to the register, and was about to enter\\nthe number of the room, when he was sud-\\ndenly transfixed as with a bolt of lightning\\nHis imperial majesty became a servile menial,\\nthoroughly awake, and ready to grovel be-\\nfore the stranger. He begged a thousand\\npardons the traveller s arrival had been ex-\\npected\u00e2\u0080\u0094parlor A, on the shady side of the\\nhouse, the very best apartment in the hotel,\\nhad been prepared for his reception it Avas\\non the first floor, oidy one flight of stairs\\nMight he be allowed to relieve him of his\\ntravelling convenience? and the lordly crea-\\nture actually disappeared up the stairway,\\nlike Judas, carrying the bag.\\nMy curiosity was excited to ascertain who it\\nwas that had wrought such a sudden trans-\\nformation. I walked to the counter, and", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0257.jp2"}, "258": {"fulltext": "238 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nthere read the last entry on the register.\\nIt was U. S. Grant and son, Galena, 111.\\nAn unfortunate battle was fought during\\nthe week of my stay in Washington, the\\nBull Run battle of July 21, 1861. The after-\\nnoon of that day, in company with Mr. John\\nC. Wilson, formerly of Concord, I was loiter-\\ning near the southern boundary of the White-\\nHouse grounds, and we could hear distinctly\\nthe far-away boom of the cannon. No doubt\\nas to the result of the battle disturbed us,\\nuntil some hours later a tide of fugitives\\ncame pouring over Long Bridge, and there\\npassed by, in a Concord wagon, our friends\\nCongressman Rollins and George Marston\\n(the latter afterward a paymaster in the\\narmy), who had, with other sanguine gentle-\\nmen, driven into Virginia to witness the dis-\\ncomfiture of the rebels\\nThe defeated army swarmed in confusion\\ninto the streets of Washington, and the city\\nfor a few hours seemed to be at the mercy of\\nits enemies. Among a disorganized group of\\nsoldiers I saw one with blood dried in his\\nhair. Inquiring if he was hurt, he replied\\nthat he had got a rap on the head, and taking\\noff his cap and following with his finger a\\nwound ploughed in his scalp, Why, said\\nhe, here is the d d thing now and so", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0258.jp2"}, "259": {"fulltext": "Personal Recolleetioyis. 239\\nsaying he detached a small bullet from the\\nlodgment it had found after glancing around\\nhis skull.\\nChaplain Parker, of our Second regiment,\\nwhom I saw, was shocked by the battle, and\\nvery regretful about the result feared France\\nand England would recognize the Southern\\nConfederacy. I asked him about tlie fate of\\na mutual young acquaintance, and my appre-\\nhensions as to tliat friend s safety were\\ncalmed by an assurance that he had run to-\\nward Washington at the first sound of the\\ncannon, as fast as his legs could carry him.\\nThere were many people in Wasliington\\nwho did not conceal their sympathy with the\\nRebellion. The city itself was merely a\\nSouthern toAvn, like Alexandria, rambling,\\nunpaved, hot, and untidy, interesting to a\\nvisitor only because of its beautiful situation,\\nthe public buildings, and the public business.\\nThere was in Concord, from June, 1856,\\nuntil August, 1861, a weekly newspaper\\ncalled the Democratic Standard^ which was\\nprinted, published, and purported to be edited\\nby the Palmers, a father and four sons. Hon.\\nEdmund Burke, of Newport, a newspaper\\nman as early as 1833, a j)rominent Democrat\\nas far back as 1838- 44, when he represented\\nNew Hampshire in congress, and in 1845- 49", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0259.jp2"}, "260": {"fulltext": "240 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nwhen he was commissioner of patents under\\nthe Polk administration, was supposed to do\\nthe ablest of the writing for the Standard.^\\nwhicli had outright south-side views.* Mr.\\nBurke, whose connection with the paper was\\nstoutly affirmed, and denied as stoutly, was\\nat that time unfriendl}^ to ex-President Pierce.\\nThe Standard printing-office Avas a place\\n*As a specimen, I quote here the closing paragraplis of an\\neditorial from tlie Standard of Aug. 3, 1861:\\nThe developments of the late disastrous battle and humil-\\niating defeat have dem nsirated the fact to the American\\npeople that Abraham Lincoln is unequal to the gi-ea and\\nresponsible position to which ne has been elevated. They\\nshow that he has not the capaci y to jadge for himself and\\nto mark out his duij in this great crisis, nor the firmness to\\nexecute his plans if he has any.. It now stands c nfessed\\nthar he is influenced and controlled by a set of miseiable,\\nunprincipled, and cowardly political demagogues who sur-\\nround him, and who impudentlj through liim. dictate the\\npolicy of the government, assuming ev n to lirect the\\nmovements of armies. What safety has the country with\\nsue 1 a man at the head? None whatever.\\nThis poor, weak, and incompetent president has been\\ndriven, by the irresponsible and reckless partisans who sur-\\nround him, into the adoption of measures which are in\\nviolation of the letter and spirit of the constitution, tending\\ndirectly to the subversion of jmblic liberty and the desi ruc-\\ntion of our constitutional T-epublic. To this malign influence\\nwe may justly ascribe the laising and organizing of armies,\\nthe increase of the navy, the suspension of the habeas cor-\\npus, the deposition of the governments of sovereign s ates,\\nthe usurpation of t.ie municipal governments of cities, and\\nthe suppression of the press\u00e2\u0080\u0094 acts which in En^iland, at this\\nday, would have brought the monarch to the block. All\\nthese violati n of th*- constitution have been committed\\nby Abraham Lincoln, instigated, we have no doul)t, by the\\nshamelc ^s and unprincipled Black Republican demagogues\\nbj^ whom he is surround. -d. And finally, the cup of infamy\\nis filled to the brim by the ordering of tlie army into Virginia\\nagainst the advice of the greatest of our military com-\\nmanders.\\nIf Abraham Lincoln has any love of country left, let him\\nabdicate his power into the hands of an efficient Hemocratic\\ncabinet. His own party has not sufficien talent to conduct\\nthe government sticc ^ssfiilly through this great ;ind i)eril-\\nous crisis. They have shown their incompetency hereto-\\nfore in times of peace. What can the country expect of\\nthem in a time of war? Nothing but imbecility, blunders,\\ndefeats, and disgrace.", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0260.jp2"}, "261": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 241\\nof some mystery, to the inner precincts of\\nwhich none but its printers was admitted. Its\\npublic room was lined with patent medicines,\\ntaken in payment for advertising, and exposed\\nfor sale. It claimed to have a large sub-\\nscription list, in the South and elsewhere, but\\nthe heap of paper wet for the weekly printing-\\nwas guarded vv^ith jealous care from the eye\\nof any one who could size it up at a glance.\\nThe Patriot never did the Standard so much\\nhonor as to mention its name until about the\\nlater days of the latter sheet.\\nAfter the war broke out, tlie Standard was,\\nof course, out of favor with Union men, and\\nregarded locally as an active scold, to be\\ntolerated because it might not be removed\\nexcept in some lawful way but the men who\\nhad been to the front of the army, and re-\\nturned, took a different view of the situation.\\nThe First regiment, three-montlis men, came\\nhome in August, 1861, and was greeted by\\nthe Standard, in its issue of Aug. 8 (dated\\nAug. 10), in a way which gave offence. That\\nissue cannot now be found, but in it the\\nUnion army was referred to as Old Abe s\\nMob. Copies fell into the hands of returned\\nsoldiers, and early in the afternoon of Aug. 8,\\nsquads of uniformed men talking very earn-\\nestly were on Main street. One such group", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0261.jp2"}, "262": {"fulltext": "242 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nnear tlie Standard office where the building\\nnow called Woodward s stands were aroused\\nbv some unwise personal movements of the\\nPalmers, who hopped about like tomtits on\\na pump-handle, and brandished weapons at\\ntheir windows. The city marshal, and some\\ncitizens of both political parties, endeavored\\nto restrain the soldiers but there was a\\nwhoop in the street, a rush up the stairs, and\\na thundering at the barricaded door. Bang!\\nbang bang went a pistol in the hand of\\nJohn B. Palmer, perhaps three shots in all,\\nand the defensive force retreated to a dark\\nand rather inaccessible refuge in the attic.\\nDestruction was instantly begun. Out of the\\nwindows went type and materials to a heap\\nof wretched chaos in the street. Some prop-\\nerty was burned. Toward evening the\\nPalmers were rescued by a small party of\\nmen, conspicuous among whom was John\\nFoss, the large-hearted Republican warden\\nof the state prison, to whose stone castle the\\nfugitives were taken for protection and the\\nStandard ceased to exist. An editorial manu-\\nscript picked up by a soldier, and shown to\\nme, was in the unmistakable handwriting\\nof Edmund Burke.\\nNo one suffered much bodily harm from\\nthis riot, wliich has obtained erroneous men-", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0262.jp2"}, "263": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections, 243\\ntion in history.* Tlie defensive force escaped\\nwith a few bruises.\\nAmong the foremost of those who stormed\\nthe staircase was Charles Clark, a Concord\\nboy, fifteen years old, an attendant on an\\nofficer of the First regiment, who, as he\\nlooked through a shattered panel of the door,\\nreceived through his low-crowned hat one of\\nthe pistol shots fired by John Palmer. Two\\nsoldiers were hurt a little by the remainder of\\nPalmer s lead. Clark was not much disturbed\\nby his share of the shooting laughing gaily,\\nhe pushed in through the demolished door.\\nHe was fond of danger;\u00e2\u0080\u0094 in October of the\\nprevious year he had climbed the spire of the\\nUnitarian church,! and stood upright on the\\nacorn at its top, one hundred and sixty-three\\nfeet above the ground. This last perform-\\nance was in the line of that of the sailor-\\nblacksmith, William S. Davis, who, one mid-\\nnight during the Kansas-Nebraska agitation,\\nclimbed the Democratic flag staff in front of\\nNn JrHfwTh^ intolerance- and outrage at the\\nNorth but they were comparatively few. One of the most\\nnotable occurred in Concord, N. H.,in August. 1863(1 vvhen\\nf.h^;^ i\u00c2\u00b0 itsdlsloyalty wis pun\\nLm4d /hp\\\\ffin^ ^T}^ ^e^ recruited soldiers, who\\n^hl^,^^\u00c2\u00ae^?.^^ t^\u00c2\u00ab type into the street. The\\nsheriff s reading of the riot act consisted in climb ns a\\nlamp-post, extending his righ, arm, and saving pSas?#ely\\nihn Tl^- V y- i^^ O had better go home.-\\n^888 r Ssf Tf ar o/ Secession. Ticknor Co..\\ntDestroyed by fire in 1888.", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0263.jp2"}, "264": {"fulltext": "244 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nthe state-Louse, and hung at the ends of a\\ncross pole, one hundred and fifty feet in the\\nair, the life-size effigies of two public men\\nwho were the subjects of contemporary criti-\\ncism.\\nThe city was sued by John B. Palmer,\\nand after several indecisive trials by jury,\\ntwo thousand dollars was paid to him and\\nthe proceedings quashed.", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0264.jp2"}, "265": {"fulltext": "XIII.\\nToward the end of the year 1862 I was ap-\\npointed a paymaster in the arm3^ My com-\\nmission, which bears for its signature the\\nname of Abraham Lincohi, shows the date of\\nappointment to have been November 26.\\nThere were seventy persons appointed to like\\npositions on the same day, among them Sim-\\neon D. Farns worth of Manchester, Albert H.\\nHoyt of Portsmouth, and C. W. Woodman of\\nDover. Repairing to Washington for assign-\\nment to duty, we were detained in idleness\\nwhile a quibble was adjusted between the\\ntreasury and the war department. The con-\\ntroversy was, whether, being officers of the\\nUnited States, the law required revenue\\nstamps to be affixed to our bonds of surety.\\nThe treasury department said no, the war de-\\npartment said yes, and finally, about the last\\nof January, 1863, Secretary Stanton had his\\nway so stamps enough were applied to m}^\\nbond to send it past all scrutiny. I put on\\nmore than were deemed necessary by the most\\nscrupulous solicitors, the extra ones being\\nplaced as a reinforcement to the picket line.", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0265.jp2"}, "266": {"fulltext": "246 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nThe bond itself was not a formidable affair-\\ntwenty thousand dollars for the next day\\nafter it was passed at the war office two hun-\\ndred thousand dollars was entrusted to my\\ncare wherewith to begin service.\\nThe duties of a paymaster were not so\\nsimple as beginners had supposed. Soldiers\\nwere mustered for pay at the end of each al-\\nternate month, and muster rolls of the regi-\\nments to which a paymaster was assigned were\\ntransmitted to him, through the paymaster-\\ngeneral, six times a year. The paj^naster\\nextended on the rolls the sum due to each\\nman according to data carried on the roll it-\\nself. Varying rates of pay, because of differ-\\nences in rank, or service in artillery, cavalry,\\nor infantry allowances for rations, for ser-\\nvants, for reenlistments, and for bounties\\nstoppages for loss of arms, for over-drafts of\\nclothing, for sutlers bills, and fines by courts-\\nmartial, made the duty more difficult, and\\nthe paymaster being liable for errors more\\nhazardous than most of us had conceived.\\nAs for myself, I would have retreated, as did\\none of our New Hampshire appointees, had I\\nnot been ashamed to admit that I dreaded to\\ngo on. After the rolls were carefully pre-\\npared, payment was made in the field as regu-\\nlarly as funds could be provided. One clerk", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0266.jp2"}, "267": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollectioris. 247\\nwas allowed two if the work was very heavy.\\nThe pa}^ and allowances of a paymaster were\\nthose of a major of cavalry, and if I remem-\\nber aright, somewhat more than \u00e2\u0080\u00a2f)2,.500 a\\nyear.\\nMy first detail was to the Second and\\nFourth Wisconsin batteries, at Suffolk, Va.,\\nthe 148th New York regiment at Norfolk,\\nand at Hampton the 139th New York, and\\nthe soldiers in the Chesapeake General Hos-\\npital, the last equal to a regiment. Paymas-\\nters Arthur W. Fletcher and O. B. Latham\\nwent at the same time to that department of\\nthe arm} Fletcher, who I was told was a\\nnephew of Grace Fletclier, Daniel Webster s\\nfirst wife, being the senior in rank, was con-\\nsidered to be in charge. The journey was by\\nway of Baltimore and the Chesapeake bay.\\nPerhaps no one knows what good a part of\\nour army was doing at Suffolk, but it was an\\noutpost, held by a few thousand men, under\\ncommand of General John J. Peck, who had\\nseen some service in Mexico, and had re-\\njoined the army from civil life.\\nWhile at Suffolk I was one night at a small\\npublic house, and the rebel landlord, after\\nseeing my luggage, lodged me in a room so\\nqueer and remote, so accessible from the ex-\\nterior by windows opening on shed roofs, that", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0267.jp2"}, "268": {"fulltext": "248 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nit seemed prudent to protect the money-chest\\nwith a guard of two soldiers selected from a\\nPennsylvania buck-tail regiment, and there\\nwas reason afterward to think this was a fort-\\nunate precaution.\\nOn the hotel table was fried beefsteak, thin\\nand tough as sole-leather, witli wlieaten rolls,\\nclayey white on the outside, dark and heavy\\nas pig lead within. Such Virginia cookery\\nas came to Northern observation during the\\nwar fell short of its ancient reputation.\\nAmong incidents of this first visit to\\nsacred soil Avas a call on the rebel guerilla\\nHarry Gilmor, then in the jail at Norfolk.\\nHe did not expect to be confined many days,\\nand his shelves were loaded with cold fowl\\nand pastry supplied by rebel friends.\\nAt Newport News were visible the topmasts\\nof the old frigates (^ongress and Cum-\\nberland, which had been sunk by the Mer-\\nrimack ten months before. When Commo-\\ndore Smith in the nav}^ department, heard\\nthat the Congress hauled down her flag\\nbefore she sunk, he said, Joe s dead. Joe\\nwas his son in command of the Congress.\\nHe was dead.\\nAt the Chesapeake General Hospital the\\nsurgeon-in-charge was turning that institu-\\ntion over to a successor. There was a show", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0268.jp2"}, "269": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 249\\nof dignified, shallow politeness going on be-\\ntween these people, and they were exhibiting\\nnice surgical instruments to one another, but\\nit seemed to me that the departing doctor\\nwotild be willing to applj a scalpel to the\\nanatomy of his successor.\\nMy disbursements amounted to but |83,-\\n948.72 of the larger sum provided, and get-\\nting back to Washington, after a week s\\nabsence, tliey inquired at the paymaster-gen-\\neral s office what had become of our com-\\nmander-in-chief, Fletcher, of whom reports\\nhad come tliat he was enjoying too well the\\nhospitalities of the garrison at Fortress Mon-\\nroe but he returned in about two weeks.\\nIn April, 1868 (20-27), I paid the Eighth,\\nForty-first, Forty-fifth, and Fifty-fourth New\\nYork regiments, near Falmouth, and the\\n15od New York, near Alexandria, Va., dis-\\nbursing 1168,567.58. All but the last of\\nthese regiments were in Howard s division\\nof the Third Army Corps, and nearl}^ all the\\nmen were originally from Germany. The\\nEiglitli was commanded by Col. Felix, Prince\\nSalm-Salm, a near-sighted, scholarly-looking,\\nattractive German, a gentleman of a class\\nperhaps less numerous now than formerly,\\never ready for soldierly experience and adven-\\nture in any cause, like Emin Pacha, provided", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0269.jp2"}, "270": {"fulltext": "250 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nthe pay be good. This was just before the\\nbattle of Chancellorsville (May 3-5). There\\nhad been a period of inaction after the unfor-\\ntunate Burnside assault on Fredericksburg,\\nand amusements had relieved the monotony\\nof camp. There had been some racing, and\\nCol. Salm-Salm had nearly broken his neck by\\nhis horse s falling at a hurdle. This did not\\nprevent his giving a dinner-party, the evening\\nof April 22, at his comfortable quarters, in\\ntents pitched on a moderate elevation pro-\\ntected by a few low trees. At tliis dinner\\nGeneral Daniel E. Sickles was the principal\\nguest, and to it he came in full martial attire,\\ncantering into camp followed by an aid and\\nan orderly. Madame Salm-Salm was the only\\nlady at the table. A young colored woman,\\nwith regular features of sable blackness,\\nwearing a gay turban, stood behind the chair\\nof her mistress, to whose evident personal\\nbeauty she made an admirable background.\\nThe host and hostess of this festive occasion,\\nas well as General Sickles (who not long\\nbefore had shot Philip Barton Key), had had\\nin their lives more than the ordinary share of\\nadventure. Salm-Salm was perhaps thirty-\\nfive, the second son of a princely family in\\nGermany had served in the armies of Prus-\\nsia and Austria, w^asted his resources by", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0270.jp2"}, "271": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 251\\nextravagant living in Vienna, and emigrated\\nto America when the civil war broke out.\\nMadame Salm-Salm Svas born in Baltimore,\\nconfessed to twenty-three years, and wa\\nchristened Agnes Leclercq. She grew up a\\nbeauty, and took to horsemanship, not to\\nordinary riding either, for, after instruction\\nat a Philadelphia circus, in the spring of 1858^\\nshe made a successful public appearance.\\nShe visited Southern and Western cities as a\\nrider and dancer, and in the autumn of that\\nyear established herself in New York. She\\nmarried, but Immdrum life did not suit her,\\nand one morning she walked out from her\\nhome and never went back to it. By way of\\nmaking the affair proper, she got a divorce-\\nAfter living some months at Havana, she\\ncame to Washington just after the war broke\\nout, and did not permit herself to be forgot^\\nten, until in 1862, to the surprise of the gos-\\nsips, she married Prince Salm-Salm.\\nAfter our war was over the Prince went to\\nMexico, became chief of staff to the Emperor\\nMaximillian, and was uncomfortably near\\nbeing shot beside that unfortunate Austrian\\nwhen the empire collapsed, but was saved\\nsomeliow by his wife. When war was\\ndeclared between France and Prussia in\\n1870, Salm-Salm was a major in the Grena-", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0271.jp2"}, "272": {"fulltext": "252 Sixty Years in Concord.\\ndier guards of Prussia, and was shot dead at\\nGravelotte,one of the early battles of that war.\\nI never saw the Prince after that dinner at\\nFalmouth; but one morning in tlie summer\\nof 1865, a military friend remarked in my\\noffice at Concord that the Princess Salm-Salm\\nwas at the Phaniix hotel. It seemed as if he\\nmust be mistaken, but, passing that hostelry\\nlater in the day, I saw her leave its door to\\ntake a carriage. As a result of her persistent\\nentreaties all through the year 1864, her hus-\\nband, who was then at the West in the army\\nunder Gen. George H. Thomas, had been\\ncommissioned a brigadier-general.\\nMadame Sahn-Salm told the story of her\\nlife in our army, in Mexico, and as a nurse in\\nthe Franco-Prussian war, in a book published\\nin 1877, entitled Ten Years of My Life.\\nIn that volume she does General Sickles and\\nProvost-Marshal-General James B. Fry the\\nfavor of mention, among man}^ others, and\\nspeaks also of good old Governor Gilmore\\nof New Hampshire. She had probably\\navailed herself of the friendly offices of these\\ngentlemen to obtain theloDg-souglit general s\\ncommission for Felix. Her book is untruth-\\nful, and her comments on public men of that\\ntime and on the conduct of the war are of no\\nvalue.", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0272.jp2"}, "273": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 253\\nIn May and June, 1863, near Culpeper\\nCourt House, I paid a part of the First Ver-\\nmont Cavalry near Alexandria, the 153d\\nNew York, and at Falmouth, the Third and\\nFifth Michigan, the Seventeenth Maine, and\\nelsewhere a portion of the First Massachu-\\nsetts Cavalry, which consumed f 151, 51 2.69.\\nThen came the Gettysburg campaign.\\nAbout July 1 it was rumored in the streets\\nof AVashington that rebel cavalry were in\\nMaryland, and it was surprising to discover\\nthe ill-concealed satisfaction which this de-\\nveloped in some occupants of minor official\\nplaces. The battle of Gettysburg, the crisis\\nof the war, was won on July 2 and 3, and\\nVicksburg surrendered to General Grant on\\nJuly 4. When this news was bulletined in\\nWashington, rebel sympathizers went into\\npermanent retirement.\\nTo revert to Concord These great events\\nwere a painful shock to certain citizens of\\nNew Hampshire who were assembled in con-\\nvention in the state-house yard on the Fourth\\nof July. Ex-President Pierce was presiding.\\nA portrait of Vallandigham, the chief copper-\\nhead of Ohio, whom the Statesman called\\nthe great Unpronounceable, was displayed\\non the platform. Voorhees, of like repute in\\nIndiana, spoke. The government was de-", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0273.jp2"}, "274": {"fulltext": "254 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nnouncecl, its chief magistrate contemned, and\\nthe war dechired a failure. Tidings of the\\nvictory at Gettysburg, which reached the\\nplatform, were pronounced an abolition lie,\\ntold to distress the convention. This meet-\\ning was timed to give moral aid to Lee s\\nattempt at invasion of the North, and I never\\ndoubted that it was held on some hint obtained\\nfrom Richmond.*\\nIn July and August I paid all the soldiers\\nin convalescent camp, and the 153d New York.\\nOperations were disturbed, about August 5,\\nby the absconding of a clerk, who was fortu-\\nnately captured, and all his plunder (140,000)\\nrecovered.\\nIn September I paid at Brandy Station,\\nVa., the Twelfth Indiana Battery, the 110th\\nPennsylvania, Seventeenth Maine, Fortieth\\nand 106 til New York regiments.\\nIn November, at the same place, I paid the\\nFirst Sharpshooters, Third and Fifth Michi-\\ngan, Seventeenth Maine, Fortieth New York,\\nTwentieth Indiana, and the 110th Pennsyl-\\nvania. These were all brigaded under the\\ncommand of Gen. Regis de Trobriand, an ex-\\nHad Lee gained that battle, the Democrats would have\\nrisen and stopped the war. With the city of New York and\\nOovernor Seymour and Governor Parker in New Jersey, and\\na majority in Pennsylvania, as they then would have had,\\nthey would have so crippled us as to end the contest. That\\nthey would have attempted it we at home know.\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Li/e of\\nMichard Henry Dana, vol. 2, p. 275.", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0274.jp2"}, "275": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 255\\ncellent soldier, afterward the writer of Four\\nYears with the Army of the Potomac. I\\ncannot tell better the experiences of that\\nperiod than by quoting now what I wrote\\nthen to the Statesman.\\n[November 17, 1863.]\\nA Night in an Ambulance.\\nNear Bealton station a terrific peal of\\nthunder with a blinding flash of lightning,\\nfollowed by rain, and darkness that might be\\nfelt, brought our party to a halt. We had\\nbeen for half an hour groping our way by\\nthe aid of a dim lantern borne along: the road\\na little distance in advance. It was not later\\nthan 6 o clock, but that hour past sunset, in\\nthis latitude, at this season, brings most out-\\ndoor enterprises to a pause. So it did our\\njourney. We cast about in search of a place\\nto bivouac. A cluster of small oaks seemed\\nbest to serve the purpose, and the united\\nefforts of men and beasts were just sufficient\\nto place our ambulance within the partial\\n.shelter of the trees. The rain continued to\\npour in torrents, and peal after peal of thun-\\nder crashed through the grove like reports\\nfrom a battery of twelve pounders.\\nWe left Washington that morning, most\\nof us bearing passes as broad as a bill of", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0275.jp2"}, "276": {"fulltext": "256 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nlading, bound for the Army of the Poto-\\nmac. Bouncing along over the Orange\\nAlexandria Kailroad, we reached Warren-\\nton Junction to find Captain Mattocks, of\\nthe Seventeenth Maine regiment, and forty\\nother good fellows, ready to escort us seven-\\nteen miles further, to the journey s end near\\nBrandy Station. The rails had not been\\nrelaid beyond Warrenton since the rebels\\nretired behind Culpeper.\\nWithin the ambulance was a gentleman\\nwho left Natchez, Miss., when the war broke\\nout, because he was a Union man, and had a\\ndesire to preserve undisturbed the vertebrae\\nbetween his head and body, which some\\nzealous friends had bought a rope wherewith\\nto sunder. In short, he was threatened with\\nhana-inQr. You can ascertain what he thinks\\nof this rebellion without talking with him a\\ngreat while. I believe good Governor Berry\\nused now and then to call this an unholy rebel-\\nlion. Our friend in the ambulance goes fur-\\nther. In this connection he uses words found\\nin Scripture with great force and earnestness^\\nHis opinions are not those of the Union Dem-\\nocrat., of Manchester, N. H.\\nOpposite liim sat a tall young fellow from\\nGeorgetown, D. C., who liad brought gaiters\\nand spurs, to be ready for either a dance or", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0276.jp2"}, "277": {"fulltext": ".Personal RecoUectio)ii 257\\na canter. There were two other inmates\\nbeside your correspondent. One was the\\ndriver, the other a sutler. They have the\\nzoological names of Wolff and Bull.\\nThe captain guessed we might as well stay\\nwhere we were until daylight, so, stationing\\nliis guard, lie and his lieutenants clambered\\nin among us. Private Wolff, of tlie 110th\\nPennsylvania, put a fresh candle in the lan-\\ntern, which, he remarked, had been confis-\\ncated from the hospital department. Mr.\\nBull produced a Bologna sausage, the young\\nfellow from Georgetown some apples. Captain\\nMattocks a loaf of army bread, another indi-\\nvidual contributed a cold roast cliicken,\\nand our Mississippi friend a bottle of ])lack-\\nberiy brandy, wliich he declared to be a\\nsovereign balm for ailments resulting from\\nchange of temperature and drink. Although\\nour table furniture consisted of nothing but\\na jack-knife, which Mr. Bull declared he\\nl)rought from Indianny at the beginning\\nof the war, still we made a very jolly sup-\\nper.\\nIt ought to be mentioned that the and:)U-\\nlance was drawn by two mules, called Robert\\nand Rebecca by Private Wolff, both of them\\nbeing in sleek condition indeed, so sleek\\nthat two British officers, who came down on\\n17", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0277.jp2"}, "278": {"fulltext": "258 Sixty Years hi Concord.\\nthe same train with us to visit the army,\\nremarked, in passing our establishment, that\\nthose osses were very fat. Private Wolff\\nwas gratified at the compliment, but judged\\nthe gentleman could hardl}^ belong to the\\ncavalry service. He remarked, furtlier, that\\nhe thought a great deal of these two animals,\\nas did his predecessor on the box, who had\\ngone liome on a furlough and forgotten to\\ndeliver several little parcels of money wliicli\\nhis comrades entrusted to his care.\\nEight people might sleep very comfortably\\nin an ambulance if they had each undergone\\namputation of both legs. We were unable\\nto make any satisfactary arrangement until\\nabout 10 o clock, when three of us scrambled\\noutside, and sat down, like an Indian pow-\\nwow, on a rubbei blanket, and, leaning\\ncigainst a tree, snatched some refreshing-\\nnaps, interrupted only by olfactor}^ evidence\\nof the neighborhood of a horse who had for-\\never finished pawing in the valley and re-\\njoicing in his strength. These dead animals\\nare passed at every curve in the road, each\\nnow representing about rtl25 of the five\\ntwenty loan. Nobody thinks it worth Avhile\\nto take off their liides and hoofs.\\nBehind us, around a big, blazing fire, stood\\na majority of our escort, drying tlieir coats", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0278.jp2"}, "279": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 259\\nand blankets, while others were lying full\\nlength on the ground, with naught between\\nthem and mother earth except a thin layer\\nof boughs. It is wonderful with what non-\\nclialance these men bear all sorts of exposure\\nand encounter every danger. A cup of steam-\\ning coffee puts them all right after a com-\\nplete drenching on the most watchful picket-\\nline. Only a week before, these very men\\naround us were- wading the Rappahannock\\nin the face of the enemy s fire, and a mere\\nrain-soaking is nothing compared with that.\\nMosby, or any other enterprising robber,\\nmight have made a good thing by gobbling\\nus up that night. Our ambulance and con-\\ntents, with others before and behind us on\\nthe road, would have bought half of Rich-\\nmond at current rates of premium, and enti-\\ntled us to the most distinguished hospitali-\\nties of tlie Libb}^ prison.\\nBefore daylight Private Wolff discovered\\nthat Rebecca had lain down in the mud,\\nfrom which he aroused her, and gave her\\na good currying with a wisp of ha} The\\nmen around the fire made a kettle of cof-\\nfee, and before sunrise we were on our way\\nagain.\\nTlie Rappahannock river, at the station of\\nthe same uame, is hardly so wide as the Con-", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0279.jp2"}, "280": {"fulltext": "260 Sixty Years in Concord.\\ntoocook at Fislierville. We crossed it by a\\npontoon bridge, laid down by the rebels,\\nwhich they liad no time to withdraw before\\ntlie impetuous advance of the column under\\nSedgwick. South of the river and close to\\nthe water is an eminence about as high as\\nKent s hill in Concord, crowned with an\\nugly-looking fortification supposed by the\\nJohnnies (as Private Wolff calls them) to\\ncommand the bridge and adjacent ford. A\\ncluster of graves not far away is now the\\nonly physical evidence of the gallantry with\\nwhich the river was crossed and the heights\\ncarried with the bayonet. Even as we looked\\non the scene of this recent success, the roar\\nof cannon in the advance told of another\\npossible encounter. It was a light battery\\nwith Kilpatrick s cavalry, shelling the enemy\\nbeyond Culpeper. The whole army was\\nput under orders to be ready to move.\\nBetween Rappahannock and Brandy Sta-\\ntion is as o-ood a field for battle as can be\\nfound in all Virginia. It was here that the\\ncolumn which crossed at Kelley s Ford joined\\nthat of Sedgwick, and the whole army de-\\nbouched upon this plain, and moved for-\\nward in battle order. This is said to have\\nbeen the best opportunity to see at one glance\\nthe whole Army of the Potomac which has", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0280.jp2"}, "281": {"fulltext": "Pergonal Recollections. 2(31\\noccurred in the existence of that army.*\\nIt was ahnost noon when we reached the\\ncamp of the Seven teentli Maine regiment.\\nA DAY IX THE AILMY.\\nThis brigade was the first to cross at\\nKelley s Ford, in the recent forcing of the\\nenemy s lines back from the ]{appahainiock.\\nIt is commanded by Col. Regis de Trobriand,\\na French gentleman who married a lady in\\nBrooklyn, N. Y., and took up a residence in\\nthis country. He is an accomplished soldier\\nand scholar, speaking several languages flu-\\nently, and sketcliing witli skill, either with\\ncolors or with pencil. He is the only for-\\neign officer against Avhom I have never lieard\\na word of detraction in the army. For the\\ngallantry and spirit with which this brigade\\nadvanced and crossed at Kelley s Ford, botli\\nthe brigade and its commander have been\\ncomplimented by name in. the general orders\\nGeneral de Trobriand says,\u00e2\u0080\u0094 This grand military\\ndeployment offered one of the finest spectacles which could\\nbe imagined. Let one picture to himself two army corps\\nmarching on the centre, in line of battle, in mass, the\\nartillery in the intervals, and on the roads the flanks cov-\\nered by two divisions in column, the skirmishers in advance\\nthe cavalry on the two wings; the reserves covering the\\nwagons in the rear; and all this mass of humanity in per-\\nfect order, rising or falling gradually according to the\\nu i-*^ plain, with the noise of the cannon,\\nwhich did not cease throwing projectiles on the rear guard\\nof the Confederates in retreat. Such was the moving\\npicture which was given us to enjov during that whole\\nafternoon.", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0281.jp2"}, "282": {"fulltext": "262 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nof the Army of the Potomac. It includes\\nthe Third and Fifth Michigan, Seventeentli\\nMaine, Fortieth New York, First United\\nStates Sharpshooters, and tlie 110th Penn-\\nsylvania regiments. These Michigan regi-\\nments have been in tliis army from the first\\nBattle of Bull Run until now, and their\\nfame is like that of the Second New Hamp-\\nshire, exceeding the latter in that they shared\\nin the great battle of Antietam and some\\nlater engagements, in which tlie Second did\\nnot.\\nLieut.-Col. John Pulford, commanding tlie\\nFifth Michigan, has had a singular experi-\\nence. He was a captain in the same regi-\\nment at the battle of Malvern Hill, when it\\nwas supporting a battery. A Minie ball\\nstruck him close beside the right eye, fur-\\nrowing along the skull toward the ear.\\nFrom that instant until tliirty days after-\\nward all is a blank to him. He was left\\nunconscious on the field, picked up and\\ncarried to Richmond, exchanged, and finally\\ncame to his senses in a hospital in Baltimore,\\nwhere, he says, he could not refrain from\\nabusino- the attendants around his bedside\\nfor trying to convince him that he was not\\nstill in the smoke and fire of Malvern Hill.\\nOf all the famous regiments of the army.", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0282.jp2"}, "283": {"fulltext": "Personal BeeoUeetioiiS. 268\\nnone will fill a brighter page in Instoiy than\\nthose two from Michigan.\\nThe Fortieth New York was formerly\\nknown as the Mozart regiment. It is now\\ncommanded by Col. Thomas W. Egan, w^iom\\nT remember to have met in Chicago several\\nyears ago, and who was a contractor in bnild-\\ning the Cheshire railroad in New Hampshire.\\nHaving had other regiments and parts of\\nreeiments consolidated with it, this is still\\nalmost up to the maximum strength, ft\\nwas a favorite one Avith General Kearne}^\\nwdio formerly commanded the division, of\\nwhose gallantr}^ the men wdll never cease\\ntelling. Tn the Kelley s Ford affair, tliis\\nregiment captured several contrabands from\\nthe enemy. One of these informed me that\\nhe formerly belonged to Sergeant Thomas\\nof the Fifth Alabama regiment. By retreat-\\nino- into the woods he lost the whereabouts\\nof his regiment, and on emerging from liis\\nhiding-place he was picked up by Colonel\\nEgan. He says General Lee is held in high\\nestimation through tlie South, but that Bragg\\nis known as Corporal Bragg, and the sol-\\n(bevs of the rebel army in the West are\\noften fired by the interrogatory whether they\\nbelong to Corporal Bragg s army. He was\\nwith his regiment at Gettysburg, and a wit-", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0283.jp2"}, "284": {"fulltext": "264 Sixty Years in Ooticord.\\nness of the terrific charge of Ewell, which\\nI have often heard officers say no division\\nof our army would have attempted and,\\nindeed, it is doubtful if Ewell s men would\\nhave made the essa}^ had they not been told\\nthey were to charge Pennsylvania militia.\\nIt is fortunate for the country that no mil-\\nitiamen were sighting the artiller}^ which\\nrent wliole companies of the advancing col-\\numn at each discliarge.\\nOur contraband says that such of the\\nrebels as survived the charge admitted that\\nthey were terribly defeated.\\nHe gives a rather doubtful account of the\\ndegree of destitution existing among the\\ncolored people of Alabama, many of whom,\\nhe assured me, had nothing to eat but ashes\\nand water. He said they might shoot pos-\\nsums, which are as good to eat as hogs, if\\nthe} liad guns, but firearms are denied to\\nthem.\\nHe says a black man in the Southern army\\ncan make a heap of money b} washing offi-\\ncers clothing, twenty-five cents per piece\\nbeing paid for such service. He says they\\nbring along portions of their apparel and\\nask de cullud hoys to knock out sum ob de\\ndirt, and if they have more success than\\nAvas anticipated, the reward is greater than", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0284.jp2"}, "285": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 265\\nthe standard price above mentioned. Colo-\\nnel Egan gave him a paper collar to wash,\\nwhich of course came to pieces under his\\nmanipulations, much to his consternation.\\nHe apologized by the explanation that he\\nhad not been used to washing sucli line\\ngoods in the Southern army.\\nThis contraband declares thiit he would\\nwillingly have been captured, but that Massa\\nThomas had obtained a furlough for thirty\\ndays, and he was going home with him to a\\nplace on the Alabama river above Montgom-\\nery, where Massa Thomas s father has a store\\nand plantation. Although making heaps of\\nmoney by washing, to use his own words, still\\nit took a great pile of it to buy anything,\\ndo s shoes costing me forty dollars, show-\\ning a pair of decent brogans. Before I fin-\\nished conversation with him our friend from\\nMississippi came up, and hearing that his\\nname was Henry Jackson, took a sharp look\\nat him, that being the cognomen of one of\\nthe eighteen or twent}^ likely boys left by\\nhim in his sudden exit from tlie South. This\\nwas another Jackson.\\nThe Third Corps was to-day reviewed by\\nMajor-General Sedgwick, and British visitors\\nto the army, on a plain,- half way between\\nBrandv Station and the residence of Hon.", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0285.jp2"}, "286": {"fulltext": "266 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nJohn Minor Botts. The remarks of this bri-\\ngade were not altogether complinientar} to\\ntheir blockade-running guests. I Iiave never\\nbefore seen these men in so good spirits.\\nExhilarated by the last crossing of the Rap-\\npahannock, they seem to have new confidence\\nin themselves and General Meade, and hope\\nto cross the Rapidan l^efore winter closes the\\ncampaign.\\n[November 19, 1863.]\\nIt has been mentioned that the First regi-\\nment of Sharpshooters is one of tlie component\\nforces of the brigade of which I have been\\no\\nwriting. A portion of to-day has been passed\\nin their camp. The performances and the\\nrenown of this regiment are equal to the ex-\\npectations with which they took the field.\\nIt is armed with Sharp s rifles, which are\\nsighted with more care than the ordinary\\ncarbine of that manufacturer. Tlie heavy\\ntelescope rifles which they brought into the\\nfield were abandoned after the siege of York-\\ntown, at which place they served a good\\npurpose, but of course weapons so gigantic\\nproved to be unsatisfactorj^ for marching and\\nskirmishing. These Shai*p s rifles are alto-\\ngether more useful, although not so perfect\\nfor target shooting.\\nCompany E, wliicli was recruited in Con-", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0286.jp2"}, "287": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 26T\\ncord, lias thirty-three men present for dnty.\\nIt is commanded^ b}^ Capt. William G. An-\\ndrews. The members of this company have\\nthe impression that they have been lost sight\\nof by friends at liome, because of being*\\nincorporated in a regiment which has nine\\ncompanies from otlier states. California\\nJoe, a marksman who won considerable re-\\nnown at Yorktown, where his activity and\\nskill made a piece of rebel artillery useless,\\nhas been discharged for disability.\\nSome marvellous stories of the skill of the\\nSharpshooters are still told. It is said that\\nat Kelley s Ford, where they were sent for-\\nward as skirmisliers as, indeed, they are in\\nnearly every battle in which they participate\\nthe rebels suffered so severely in their rifle\\npits that they dared not show their heads\\nabove the place of concealment, but, raising\\ntheir guns to a level, fired at random from\\ntheir coverts. It is certain the rebels have\\na wholesome fear of them, and, recognizing-\\nthem by the peculiar report of their rifles^\\nkeep as well out of sight as possible. This\\nregiment is now commanded by Lieut.-CoL\\nTrepp, an officer of Swiss nativity.\\nAn amazing tendency towards dress i^s\\nnoticeable in the Army of the Potomac.\\nSuits of velvet are fashionable, trimmed with", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0287.jp2"}, "288": {"fulltext": "268 Sixty Years in Concorde\\ngold cord, and adorned with the insignia of\\nrank to whicli the wearer is entitled. To\\nthe latter may be added the Kearney cross,\\nor the badge of the army corps to which the\\nofficer belongs. Corduroy is worn to a con-\\nsiderable extent by cavalry officers. These\\nfanciful suits, are in addition to others made\\nof materials and in style to correspond\\nwith the regulations of the army. An offi-\\ncer setting forth to make an evening call\\non a friend is often a sight worth seeing.\\nThe proximity of this army to Washington\\nenables one to manage these expenditures\\nfor dress very readily. Tliere is, so I am\\ntold, a Jew, who has obtained in some way\\nthe exclusive right to sell clotliing in this\\narmy, and he is, as may well be supposed,\\ndoinp- a thrivino- business. The number of\\nthese sons of Abraham who manage to attacli\\nthemselves to the army is large. Many of\\nthe sutlers are of Hebrew lineage. One of\\nthem, who is packing up to go away on the\\nnext train, has a haversack full of parcels\\nof money, entrusted to him by soldiers, to\\ncarry to the express office in Washington.\\nThe burden of his thought is shown by his\\nremark, If some folks had all dis monish\\nto carry up for de boys, dey make as much\\nas fifty tollars scharge de poys twendy-vive\\n.shents apeas.", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0288.jp2"}, "289": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 269\\nAbout a quarter of a mile from this camp\\nis the home of Hon. Jolm Minor Botts.\\nThis distinguished gentleman resides in an\\nordinary Virginia farmhouse, to which are\\nattached outbuildings of decent description.\\nHe has about a thousand acres of land, some\\nof wliicli he has purchased since the war\\nbegan. This farm has suffered less from\\ndepredations than others in its vicinity. Mr.\\nBotts has more sheep and cattle than all\\nothers of the region round about, his flock\\nof the former numbering about one hundred\\nand fifty head.\\nMr. Botts manifests a generous hospitality\\nto the officers of our army, having frequent\\nparties at dinner, and making welcome to\\nliis hearth all who choose to call on him.\\nHe has extended the same civilities to the\\nrebel generals, making an exception of\\nStuart, the cavalry officer, whom he does not\\nallow to cross his threshold. He is under\\nparole to the rebel government not to dis-\\nclose anything whicli may come to his knowl-\\nedge detrimental to the rebel cause.\\nThe parole given by Mr. Botts exempts\\nhim usually from the pilfering of the rebel\\narmy, and when our forces are in the neigh-\\nborhood a detachment of the provost guard\\nis placed in charge of his property. When", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0289.jp2"}, "290": {"fulltext": "21 i) Sixty Years in Concord.\\nthe ebels last occupied this region tliey\\nburned his fences so on the return of Gen-\\neral Meade a detail was made from our armj^\\nto rebuild tliem. After a time the detailed\\nmen became weary of rail-splitting, and com-\\npleted the repairs with handy materials taken\\nfrom the borders of secesh neighbors. By\\nthe rank and file of the army Mr. Botts is\\nnot believed to be an unconditional Union\\nman. A soldier told me liB had counted\\namong his sheep nine bell-wethers, and nine\\ndifferent marks upon the sheep therefore lie\\nbelieved Mr. Botts was the nominal Union\\nman for the county to save the cattle and\\nsheep of the neighborhood. He said he did\\nnot see how a man could save himself from\\nthe depredations of both armies unless he\\ncarried water on both shoulders. The wife\\nof a rebel colonel residing on the next farm\\ntold me she had never heard Mr. Botts say\\nanything about the Union. He is writing\\nliis impressions about the war and the times.\\nSo fast as any considerable portion of this is\\ncompleted, he sends it to a place of safety.*\\n[January 22, 1864.]\\nTlie First New Hampshire Battery is en-\\ncamped on the estate of Hon. John Minor\\nIn 1866 Harper Brothers published The Great Rebel-\\nlion: its secret history, rise, progress, and disastrous fail-\\nure, by Mr. Botts, a most uninteresting book.", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0290.jp2"}, "291": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 271\\nBotts, in a spot well sheltered by trees, of\\nsufficient elevation to be tolerabh^ free from\\nmud, and to furnish a healthful position for\\nboth men and horses. It was this battery\\nAvhich lured a body of rebels to swift destruc-\\ntion at Gettysburg. Being posted in a good\\nposition, and ordered to husband his ammu-\\nnition, Captain Edgell directed the firing to\\ncease, and retired his men to a shelter in the\\ni-ear of the guns, while he remained to Avatch\\nthe course of the battle. Seeing the artillery\\nwithout visible protection, the rebels thought\\nit was abandoned, and advanced a brigade at\\ntlie charge to capture it. At this opportune\\nmoment Captain Edgell recalled his can-\\nnoneers, and their rapid discharges rent the\\nadvancing column. After eight rounds were\\nfired, what men were left of the brigade\\nthrew down tlieir arms and came in as\\nprisoners.\\nIn illustration of the nonchalauce with\\nAvhich sutlers are placed outside the pale of\\ncivilization, I ma}^ mention that a fellow-\\npassenger on the Orange Alexandria Rail-\\nroad pointed out to me, with all possible\\nseriousness, the scene of a recent accident.\\nThere, said he, with unfeigned gravity,\\nis where the cars ran off the track, killing\\ntliree men a)id a sutler.^", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0291.jp2"}, "292": {"fulltext": "272 Sixty Years in Co}ieord.\\nCurious extremes of weather occur this\\nwinter in this region. A few mornings since\\nthe sun was shining warmly, and I heard the\\nfamiliar note of the l)lue-l)ird, while flyings\\nsquirrels were performing their eccentric\\nevolutions in close vicinity yet on the fol-\\nlowing day the air was piercing cold, and\\ntwo or tliree inches of snow fell.\\nAbout the end of tlie year 186B came a\\npayment harder than any to which I had\\nbeen assigned. Just before Christmas day,\\nvisiting the oiiice of the paymaster-general,\\nit appeared that paymasters were being-\\nselected by lot to go to the army and dis-\\nburse pay and bounty money to reenlisted\\nveteran volunteers, a difficult, and at that\\nseason an unwelcome, duty. I remarked\\nincautiously, Why does not tlie colonel\\nselect the men he wants and tell them* to\\ngo? When I returned to my quarters,\\nthere lay an order for me to go. So between\\nDecember 25, 1863, and January 7, 1864,\\nnear the Rapidan, in the wintry wind driv-\\ning down from the Blue Ridge, I made\\nthe rolls and paid the First and Second\\nSharpshooters, Third and Fifth Michigan,\\nFortieth and Eighty-sixth New York, Fifty-\\nseventh, Sixty-third, 105th, and llOtli Penn-", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0292.jp2"}, "293": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 273\\nsylvaiiia regiments, Battery E First Rhode\\nIsland Artillery, the First New Hampshire,\\nFourth Maine, Tenth Massacdiusetts, and\\nTwelfth New York batteries, to the tune of\\n\u00e2\u0080\u00a2*34: ,542.98. Tliis was about half a mile\\nfrom the headquarters of the army, and I\\nhappened once to see General Meade. While\\nworking at this payment, I learned by expe-\\nrience that it is difficult to do satisfactory\\npen work and correct arithmetical calcu-\\nlations using the heads of l)arrels and the\\nsides of boxes for desks.\\nThere were no better soldiers in tlie Arm\\\\^\\nof the Potomac than the Sharpshootej-s, the\\nSeventeentli Maine, Third and Fiftli Michi-\\ngan, Fortieth New York, and tlie 110th\\nPennsylvania, regiments, lieretofore men-\\ntioned. In April, 1864, they became the\\nSecond Brigade of the Third Division of the\\nSecond Corps. Tlie experience of officei-s\\ntells in a way the service of regiments. Col.\\nCaspar Trepp, of the Sharpshooters, was\\nkilled at Mine liun Col. George W. West,\\nof the Seventeenth Maine, was wounded in\\nthe Wilderness, and discharged in March,\\n1865, with the rank of brevet brigadier;\\nCol. Byron Pv. Pierce, of the Third Michigan,\\nwas made brigadier-general in June, 1864;\\nCol. John Pulford, whom I liave mentioned", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0293.jp2"}, "294": {"fulltext": "274 Sixty Yea7 s m Qoncord^\\nbefore, wa.s wounded again in the Wilder-\\nness, and mustered out at the end of the war\\nas a brevet brigadier, having served from\\nbeginning to end, and more tlian once shot\\nnigh unto death in tlie Army of tlie Poto-\\nmac.\\nIn the History of the Seeoiid Army\\nCorps, Gen. Franeis A. Walker says,\\nOn April 22, 1864, the reenforced corps\\nwas reviewed by General Grant. Of all the\\ngallant regiments which passed the review-\\ning officer, two excited especial admiration,\\nthe 148th Pennsylvania and the Fortieth\\nNew York, Colonel Egan.\\nOn the morning of May 23, 1864, a bridge\\nover the Noi th Anna was held by troops of\\nKershaw s Confederate division. This Han-\\ncock determined to carry. Two of Birney s\\nbrigades, now under Col. Thomas W. Egan\\n(Fortieth New York), and Col. Byron R.\\nl^ierce (Third Michigan), Avere formed for\\nattack, and at half ])ast six in the morning\\ncharged across the helds from nearly oppo-\\nsite directions converging upon the earth-\\nwork. The two brigades advanced in splen-\\ndid style, over open ground, vying with each\\nother in gallantry of bearing and rapidity of\\nmovement, and, carrying the intrenchments\\nwithout a halt, the enemy were driven pell-\\nmell across the river and the bridge seized.", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0294.jp2"}, "295": {"fulltext": "Personal Uevollectinns. 275\\nJune 16, 1864. In front of Petersburo-.\\nAt eight o clock Egan led his brigaxte in\\na brilliant assanlt upon one of the Confed-\\nerate redoubts (Redan No. 12), carryino- it\\nHI the very style which he had displayed on\\nthe North Anna. In the assault Emm was\\nwounded, but not severely.\\nOctober 27, 1864. Boydton Plank Koad.\\nAt the hrst sound of the enemy s attack\\non Pierce, Hancock sent Mitchell to General\\nEgan, directing Idm to face about and\\nassail the^ enemy. When Mitchell reached\\ntTcneral Egan, he found that gallant officer\\nwith the instinct of a true soldier, already in\\nmotion. It was quite evident that in taking-\\nposition on the secondary ridge, and opening\\nagainst Mott, the enemy were oblivious to\\nthe presence of Egan s troops, and when he\\nburst upon their right and rear, it must have\\nbeen like a bolt from a clear sky. Two\\neolors and many hundreds of prisoners were\\ncaptured.\\nOne morning in March, 1864, my wife and\\nmyself met at the Treasury Department Mr.\\nJohn E. Embler, of Newburg, N. Y., and\\ntwo ladies, his relatives, with all of whom\\nwe had liad some previous acquaintance.\\nHe was proposing to start a national bank at\\nl)is liome on the Hudson, and had a lively\\ncuriosity to see the process of printing\\nnational bank notes. Alsitors were not geif-\\nerally admitted to the treasurv printing", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0295.jp2"}, "296": {"fulltext": "276 Sixty Years in Concord.\\n(lepartmeiit, mid liow to get in there was the\\nquestion. He exclaimed that being from\\nNew York he would appeal to Secretary\\nSeward. M}^ suggestion that Mr. Seward\\nmust be a very busy man availed nothing.\\nAwa}^ Mr. Embler went to the State Depart-\\nment, and came hurrying back directly with\\na message from Mr. Seward inviting us all\\nto call. Rather reluctantly we went: it\\nseemed as if we must be intruding unwar-\\nrantably, but the secretary of state put us at\\nease by a most kindly reception, and by a\\nfriendly interest in Mr. Endjler s plans. He\\nsent for Mr. Maunsell B. Field, an assistant\\nsecretary of the treasury, on whose behalf\\nSecretary Chase in tlie following June pet-\\nulantly resigned his secretaryship, and Mr.\\nField (afterward the author of Memories\\nof Many Men and Some Women a book\\nwithin the pages of winch may be found an\\nannising account of the author s experience\\nin seeking office at the hands of President\\nPierce), although he looked very cross, con-\\nsented to give Mr. Embler the desired access\\nto the printing rooms.\\nMr. Embler then, in a rather hortatory-\\nway, enjoined it on the secretar}^ to go ahead\\nand put down the Rebellion, and Mr. Seward\\nsaid in reply that it was all important that", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0296.jp2"}, "297": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 277\\nthe public temper be right, for, said he,\\nMr. Embler, you know that at the hist elec-\\ntion in your own county in New York the\\nRepublican vote was onlj^ a little larger than\\nthe Democratic; in other words, Jefferson\\nDavis showed almost as mucli strength as\\nAbraham Lincoln, and so he entertained\\nus at least half an hour with the most attrac-\\ntive conversation to which T ever listened.\\nEven when, after one or two essays to leave,\\nfrom whicli he restrained us, we had finalh\\ngone, he hurried to the hall to say, in a very\\ngracious Vt^ay, that his daugliter Avould have\\na reception that afternoon, and would be\\nglad to see the ladies of our party. Nothing\\ncould have been more kind, and tlie ladies\\nAvent to a charming reception at the great\\nhouse on Lafayette square, where Mr. Seward\\na year later was so nearly slain by an assassin.\\nAfter tliat half hour in the great parlor of\\nthe old State Department, I never wondered\\nwhy Governor Seward had many devoted\\npersonal friends. Secretary Stanton, of the\\nWar Department, with whom I once had an\\ninterview, was a grizzly bear in comparison.\\nI never saw President Lincoln in Wash-\\nington but twice, once at a White House\\nreception, and once at a hotel on the avenue\\nwhere he stopped for a glass of water but T", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0297.jp2"}, "298": {"fulltext": "278 Sixty Years in Concot d.\\ndwelt for a time in tlie same liouse with Mr.\\nW. O. Stoddard, an attache of the White\\nHouse, author of Inside tlie White House\\nin War Times. There was some idle side-\\nwalk criticism of tlie president, the only\\ncharge that I remember hearing being that\\nhe did not read the newspapers.\\nIn summer evenings on Pennsylvania ave-\\nnue there was often seen a man whose strong,\\nimpressive face and sturdy figure fixed itself\\nin my memory years afterward, looking at\\na portrait of Walt Whitman, I discovered\\nthe unknown to have been that poet.\\nI paid the Sharpshooters, and the before-\\nmentioned Maine, Michigan, New York, and\\nPennsylvania regiments, down to Ma}^ 1864\\nthen I was ordered to Concord to pa}^ soldiers\\non leave of absence or mustered out, veteran\\nreserve men, etc. This order came to me\\nunexpectedly, brought about by some one\\nin the Navy Department. That department\\nwas hostile to Senator Hale because of his\\npublic rebuke to Secretary Welles, in the\\nlatter part of 1861, for employing George\\nP. Morgan (Welles s brother-in-law) to buy\\nships for the government, thereby putting\\ninto Morgan s pocket a commission of about\\n1^70,000. Mr. Hale s term in the senate", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0298.jp2"}, "299": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 279\\nexpired in 1(S65, and tlie question of liis\\nreelection came before tlie legislature of\\n1864. Maj. George P. Folsom, my prede-\\ncessor at Concord, w;is doing what lie could\\nto forward Mr. Hale s reelection therefore\\nit was arranged for me to relieve liim, and\\nattend merely to duties of my place. When\\nthe senatorial election came, it resulted in\\ntlie choice of Hon. Aaron H. Cragin.\\nThe dut}^ at Concord was light until regi-\\nments began to come home from the war.\\nIn July and August, 1864, the disbursements\\nwere only 168,369.16, but in the correspond-\\ning months of 1865 they were thirteen times\\ngreater. From June, 1864, until Januar}^\\n1865, many men of the Second, Third,\\nFourth, Fifth, Seventh, and Eiolith repi-\\nments, whose terms of service had expired,\\ncame home, and were discharged and paid\\nhere also the Fourth Vermont at Brattle-\\nboro\\nThere is probably no other house in Con-\\ncord that has had so much o-reenback cur-\\no\\nrency in it at any one time as has No. 167\\nNorth Main street, which was my home at\\nthat period. Express charges on great sums\\nof money were large, and not provided for\\nin the scheme of the War Department relat-\\ning to paymasters, though necessary car", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0299.jp2"}, "300": {"fulltext": "280 Sixty Years in Concord,\\nfares were. So it seemed to be necessary to\\ngo occasionally to Ncav York or Boston to\\nexchange large treasnry drafts for currenc}\\nThe Boston sub-treasury did not cash drafts\\non its sister institution in New York, and it\\nhappened several times that I came home\\nlate with a sole-leatlier trunk full of money\\n(perliaps fl50,000), which Avas kept in the\\nliouse until it could be counted and arranged\\nfor disbursement. Tliere seemed to be no\\nbetter way than this, although it was the\\ncause of some anxiety. I liad a dog, sure\\nto hear and announce the approach of any\\nunwelcome stranger, and a heavily-loaded\\ndouble gun stood in a handy place.\\nAs I was once leavinor New York on one\\no\\nof these trips. Col. T. J. Leslie, the chief\\npaymaster of the district, desired me to carry\\none hundred thousand dollars to Paymaster\\nJ. A. Brodhead in Boston, beside the fifty\\nthousand dollars which I was carrying to\\nConcord, all in one hundred and fifty green-\\nbacks of one thousand dollars each, which\\ncould be carried in a trousers pocket. Going\\non board a Fall River liner, the clerk said\\nevery room in the l)oat was engaged. The\\ncaptain was near by, and I told him of the\\nfix I was in, getting in reply merely the\\nremark that no one had any business to be", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0300.jp2"}, "301": {"fulltext": "Personal Recolleetioiis. 281\\ncarrying so much money. There was one\\nmore resource. The colored stewardess was\\ntold that if she could get a stateroom for a\\nvery tired man slie would be the gainer of\\nfive dollars, and, in no longer time than it\\ntook for her to o-o to the clerk s office and\\no\\nreturn, the key to a very satisfactory room\\nwas in ni} hand.\\nThe sole-leather trunk before mentioned\\nwas the object of some attention in the rail-\\nroad station in Boston, as I learned years\\nafterward when a baggage-man checked it\\nto Concord, with the remark, This is the\\nthing that used to have so much money in it.\\nWhen on that memorable day in April,\\n1865, the shattered army of General Lee\\nfound a line of bayonets across its path of\\nretreat, and laid down its arms, the news\\nset Concord wild with rejoicing. Dignified\\ncitizens caught up shot-guns and spent a day\\nmaking a racket on Main street. Tliere was\\nalso a demonstrative procession and some\\nboisterous hilarity.\\nIn June, July, and August, peace being-\\nrestored, all the veterans came home and I\\npaid the Second, Fifth, Sixth, Seventh,\\nNinth, Tenth, Eleventh, Twelfth, Thir-\\nteenth, and Fourteenth regiments, as well as", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0301.jp2"}, "302": {"fulltext": "282 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nthe New Hampshire Cavalry and Heavy\\nArtillery. Paymaster C. O. Benedict was\\nin Concord from about Aug. 1 to Sept. 10,\\n1865, and paid sucli of the mustered-out\\nNew Hampshire regiments as are not above\\nmentioned. His payments amounted to about\\n1210,000, and that money primaril}^ went\\nthrough my hands. It was a pretty haril,\\npatient strain for days and nights together.\\nThe soldiers were anxious to get home, and\\nit was desirable financially that they be dis-\\nbanded to ease the burdens of war. M}^ own\\ndisbursements for four months ending with\\nAugust were 11,556,742.38. This was more\\nthan it cost to complete the Concord Rail-\\nroad a large amount of money to set afloat\\nin a town like ours, and some of it was\\nwasted as money is in garrison towns.\\nWhen this had been done and the last\\nman in uniform had gone down the street, it\\nseemed that peace had indeed come. The\\nlast angry shot had been fired by Grant s\\nvictorious legions months before in the val-\\nley of the Appomattox. Tlie Great Presi-\\ndent was dead. There was no beat .of drum\\nalong our highways the tattered standards\\nof the regiments had been folded away at the\\nState-house, and recruiting offices closed.\\nEven our Governor s Horse Guards (who", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0302.jp2"}, "303": {"fulltext": "Persoyial Recollections. 283\\nnicide tlieir first brilliant annual parade in\\nJune, 1860, wore a superb uniform copied\\nfrom that of a corps of Austrian Hussars,\\ngave occasional merry dancing parties and\\nserved famous dinners without grog, offered\\ntheir services in the field in 1861, and were\\nrejected because General Scott said there\\nwould be little use for cavalry) disbanded in\\nDecember, 1865, having never had any sup-\\nport from the state.\\nBy an order from Washington I was mus-\\ntered out January 15, 1866, and the brevet\\nof lieutenant-colonel came to me, for what\\nthe War Department was so kind as to say\\nhad been faithful services.", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0303.jp2"}, "304": {"fulltext": "XIV.\\nEighteen hundred and sixty-four was the\\nyear of a controversy about the state-house,\\nAvhich edifice, and tlie dignities of the capi-\\ntal, the people of Manchester sought to cap-\\nture. The strife was ended by the laying-\\nout of Capitol street and the rebuilding of\\nthe State-house at the expense of Concord,\\nthe outlay being near $175,000. The im-\\nprovements to the state-house cost il58,000.\\nThe new street was almost a necessity, but\\nthere was no justice in imposing the cost of\\na state capitol on a community Avith whom\\nit was located by a former generation. The\\nloan which Concord negotiated in 1865 to\\ndefray these costs has been a burdensome\\nportion of its debt, and has hindered its\\ngrowth and prosperity. It is interesting to\\ntrace the history of this debt through the\\nannual reports of the cit}-. The credit of the\\ncity was so good in 1865 that its bonds sold\\nfor a better price than those of the United\\nStates. On the original issue of state-house\\nbonds the interest was payable in gold, and\\ngold remained for several years at a pre-", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0304.jp2"}, "305": {"fulltext": "Statesman Building\u00e2\u0080\u0094 1866.", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0305.jp2"}, "306": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0306.jp2"}, "307": {"fulltext": "Personal MecoUectiofis. 285\\nmium. In 1875 a fraction of the debt was\\npaid, and the remainder repLac^ed with cur-\\nrency bonds Jirranged to mature in install-\\nments at various dates. Tt is difficult to\\nfollow tlie annual interest charges with\\naccuracy, but it is sufficiently exact to say\\nthat the portion of the principal of the debt\\nwhich remains unpaid, twenty-seven jears\\nafter it was contracted, is fifty-seven thou-\\nsand dollars, and when the last bond matures\\nand is paid in 1896, the city will have taxed\\nitself, to defray principal and interest, with-\\nout reckoning the cost of Capitol street, the\\nsum of three hundred and forty-seven thou-\\nsand four hundred dollars. This has been\\na burden to our moderate population and\\nresources, and will be felt after it is re-\\nmoved.\\nIt ought to be remembered that Concord\\npeople, either privately or corpora tely, have\\ngiven to the state the site of the state-\\nhouse and granite for the building, the site\\nof the old prison, the broad original lands of\\nthe Asylum for the Insane and a contribu-\\ntion* toward the original building, beside at\\nleast one half the site of the state library\\nbuilding. Some curious statistician may\\nestimate the present value of these gifts.\\nOne of the arguments used against Con-", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0307.jp2"}, "308": {"fulltext": "286 Sixty Years in Concord.\\ncord by its rivals in the state-house contro-\\nversy was the riotous destruction of the\\nDemocratic Standard in 1861; but Col. John\\nH. George, of counsel for the city, retorted\\nwith some reminiscences of an anti-Catholic\\nmob down the river, which threw tliat spe-\\ncious plea out of court.\\nReturning to duty in the Statesman office,\\nthere were not many occurrences of sufficient\\ninterest to be recorded. Personal accounts\\nfor three years were easily adjusted with my\\npartners. My army salary had been equal to\\ntheir respective drafts on the newspaper\\ntreasury. Tlie gains of business, and the\\nprofit on a considerable investment in gov-\\nernment ])onds, made when seven tliirties\\nAvere below par, provided us with larger\\nresources. It was concluded to erect a build-\\ning for tlie printing lousiness, and the lot at\\nthe southeast corner of Main aiid Hutchins\\nstreets was purchased. This was before the\\nname of Depot street was b}^ some uninspired\\nhand affixed to the last mentioned thorough-\\nfare. The lot selected was a second choice.\\nIn the Q^eneral view it was too far down\\ntown, and the locality was not sustaining a\\nvery elevated character. During the war it\\nhad been occupied b}^ a cluster of shanties", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0308.jp2"}, "309": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 287\\nkiiuwii as the Etliau Allen, White Pig-\\neon, and Ship Stores saloons. One of\\nthese shanties, or another near by, had a\\npainted striped pig for its sign board. Some\\nrather distingnished loafers and gamblers\\nfrequented those places. But the situation\\nproved to be what was wanted. Plans for a\\nStatesman building were prepared b}^ Mr.\\nEdward Dow, said by one of his townsmen\\nto be the greatest artichoke in New Hamp-\\nsliire, and the building, begun in September,\\n1866, was completed and occupied just\\nbefore June, 1867. It made a satisfactory\\nhome for the newspaper for nearly a quarter\\nof a centur3\\\\\\nShortly after Abraham Lincoln became\\nPresident, in 1861, Georo-e G. Fog-o- of the\\nIndependent Democrat was appointed Minis-\\nter to Switzerland, and resided abroad until\\n1865 but on the accession of Andrew John-\\n.son to the Presidency, Secretary Seward\\ncaused George Harrington to be sent to\\nSwitzerland, and Mr. Fogg came home in no\\nvery amial)le mood. William E. Chandler,\\nwho had been solicitor to the Navy Depart-\\nment, had taken Mr. Harrington s old place\\nas assistant secretary of the treasur}^ With\\nthe intent to make -Mr. Fogg a little happier,\\nMr. Chandler gave him a commission to", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0309.jp2"}, "310": {"fulltext": "288 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nadjudicate the title to a large quantity of\\ncotton held in seizure at Ne\\\\A Orleans by\\nthe United States government. Tliither Mi*.\\nFogg repaired, and released nine thousand\\nsix huudred and sixty-five bales of cotton,\\nvalued at about two million dollars, and\\nretained for the government twelve bales to\\nwhich nobody made claim. By this perform-\\nance, for which he received a fee of !i^6,00\\nfor two months time, and l)y the savings\\nfrom his ministerial salary of r^7,500 in gold\\nper annum, Mr. Fogg acquired a comfortable\\nproperty. But the loss of the Swiss mission\\nliad embittered him and l)ecause Mr. Cliand-\\nler had succeeded Mr. Harrington who had\\nsucceeded Mr. Fogg, war was declared in\\nthe Independent De]noer(ft^ not only against\\nMr. Chandler, but against Edward H. Rol-\\nlins and N. 0. Ordway, tlien Mr. Cliandler s\\npersonal and political friends, all three being\\ninfluential members of the Repul)lican part}-\\n()f New Hampshire.\\nMl Rollins, retiring from congress in\\n1837, had in May, 1869, become the secre-\\ntiwy of the Union Pacific Railroad. Col.\\nOrdway was sergeant-at-arms of the United\\nStates house of representatives, to which\\noffice he was elected in 1868, and reelected\\nuntil 1875.", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0310.jp2"}, "311": {"fulltext": "Personal Recolleetions. 289\\nTo a man in control of a newspaper, there\\noften conies a temptation to use liis pen in\\npersonal attacks on people with whom he\\nhappens to differ. Any person who will\\nlook at the files of the Independent T)einocrat\\nor the Concord Daily Monitor (with whicli\\nthe former paper was nnited in Januar}\\n1867) from 1866 to 1870, will find no diffi-\\nculty in concluding that during- that period\\nthe editor of those newspapers took no\\ndelight in the life and public services of\\neither Mr. Chandler, Mr. Rollins, or Mr.\\nOrdwa}^\\nIn the latter part of 1868 my father s\\nhealth failed, and he decided to relieve him-\\nself of newspaper care so it was arranged\\nfor Mr. Rossiter Johnson to become the edi-\\ntor of the Statesman on January 1, 1869.\\nOn that date the paper was enlarged, and a\\nlarger, faster printing-press added to our\\nequipment. Oar edition was carried to a\\nfigure considerably higher than its average\\nhad been, while the care and expenses of the\\nbusiness were proportionately increased.\\nThe Statesman then entered upon an offen-\\nsive-defensive campaign in behalf of Mr.\\nChandler and his friends, and doubtless\\nstartled some of its supporters by its aggres-\\nsiveness. Its new editor was not by nature", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0311.jp2"}, "312": {"fulltext": "290 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nan aggressive man quite the contrary; still\\nKev. Dr. Boiiton, of Concord, and Mr. Lewis\\nW. Brewster, of Portsmouth, made formal\\nprotest against the pugnacious style of our\\npaper a style which was really Mr. Chand-\\nler s. Dr. Bouton s letter was written on\\nthe sermon paper with which he was himself\\naccustomed to wage battle with the enemy of\\nall righteousness.\\nThis was also a day of political tracts, cop-\\nies of which may still be found. Mr. Chand-\\nler wrote some, and Col. Ordway developed\\nunsuspected vigor as a pamphleteer, quoting-\\nEnglish poetr}^ of the time of Spenser, and\\nmaking use of his knowledge of practical\\npolitics in New Hampshire and his adver-\\nsary s hasty flight from some public station\\nin Kansas in the stormy period of 1856. The\\nend of all this was what the Statesman sought\\na period of peace within the party.\\nIn the winter of 1869- 70 I visited Wash-\\ninp-ton with an intent to make final settle-\\nment of m} military accounts, and as sucii\\naffairs with the government consume consid-\\nerable time, the sergeant-at-arms was so kind\\nas to employ me ad iMerim as a cashier.\\nCol. Ordway had originated a banking de-\\npartment in his office at the capitol, which", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0312.jp2"}, "313": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 291\\ncollected at the treasury the monthly clues of\\ncongressmen and placed such to their credit,\\nsubject to withdrawal at their Avill, and at-\\ntended to any other financial business which\\nmight be entrusted to it. This convenient\\ncash department had more customers than\\nmany a country bank. Tlie accounts of\\nsome congressmen were often overdrawn,\\nwhile others had always satisfactory bal-\\nances to their credit. The books were care-\\nfully written and a balance-sheet drawn daily,\\nfor some impecunious orator might come in\\nfor money wlien there was none to his credit,\\nand that fact being made known to him, a\\ncall for a statement of account would follow\\nbut I never knew the office to be in error.\\nMoses Dillon, of Wilmington, Del., who had\\nlived in Louisiana and was familiar with\\nSouthern Avays, was Col. Ordway s book-\\nkeeper. He was usually very civil to all\\ncongressmen, but there was a quantity of\\nbefo -the-wah chivalry bottled up in the\\nlittle man, and he would have taken the field\\nif his fidelity had been questioned.\\nIt was out of this office of the sergeant-at-\\narms, and out of the position which T held in\\nit, that twenty years later Edward Silcott\\nbolted to Canada with thirty thousand dol-\\nlai-s of money belonging to congressmen,", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0313.jp2"}, "314": {"fulltext": "292 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nwhich I think the losers held that the United\\nStates treasury must make good to them.\\nCharles H. Cliristian, then a faitliful colored\\nattache of the office, is still tliere.\\nAmong the customers of the office in my\\ntime was Congressman Stevenson Archer, of\\nMaryland, who in 1890 was committed to tlie\\npenitentiary of that state for embezzling-\\n\u00e2\u0080\u00a2f 132,000 from its treasury, of whose con-\\ntents he had become the custodian.\\nThe most cautious men who did business\\nwith us were Benjamin F. Butler, of Massa-\\nchusetts, and Clarkson N. Potter, of New\\nYork, both of whom invariably affixed their\\nnames to pay orders far above the line which\\nthe treasury department provided for signa-\\ntures, close to the text of the order, as a pre-\\ncaution that nothing sliould be prefixed to\\nwhat they had signed.\\nOakes Ames, from Massachusetts (then re-\\ngarded as a millionaire), seldom left anything\\nto his credit worth carrying on our ledger\\nbut being deemed a master of finance, he had\\na class of congressional pupils in that popu-\\nlar school, to some of wliom grief came a few\\nyears later.\\nThe apartment of the sergeant-at-arms,\\nwith its hearth strewn with blazing liickory\\nlogs, was an attractive loitering-place to", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0314.jp2"}, "315": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 29o\\nluaiiy a congressman. The tall figure of\\nLuke P. Poland, of Vermont, clad in a\\nWebsterian suit of blue with gilt buttons\\nand a buff vest, was frequently seen.\\nTliomas Fitch of Nevada, who afterward\\n\u00c2\u00abaid, on the lecture platform in Tremont\\nTemple, he liad found that although he\\nspoke with the tongues of men and of an-\\ngels, and had not Boston, it profited liim\\nnothing, James A. Garfield and Samuel\\nSliellabarger, of Ohio, Samuel S. Cox, for-\\nmerly of the Zanesville, Ohio, district, then\\nof New York, Samuel J. Randall of Penn-\\nsylvania, John A. Bingham of Ohio, Henry\\nL. Dawes, of Massachusetts, Ebon C. Tnger-\\nsoll, of Illinois, and many others, could be\\nexpected to make at least one daily call.\\nThose whom I have mentioned were orators,\\nand there were interesting dialogues when\\nthey met around the glowing fire.\\nMy connection with the sergeant-at-arms\\noffice gave me access to the floor of represen-\\ntatives hall. The best speaking which I hap-\\npened to hear was a brilliant speech by John\\nA. Bingham, repelling a charge of personal\\nuncharitableness made against him by the\\nTall Sycamore of the Wabash, D. W. Voor-\\nhees, of Indiana, because Judo-e Bino-ham did\\nnot favor the creation of a Xinited States mis-", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0315.jp2"}, "316": {"fulltext": "294 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nsionto Rome (not Italy). Joliii Morrissej, the\\nex-pugilist, whose hair was carefully curled,\\nand who wore in summer a suit of white\\nlinen, was almost never in his seat, and ap-\\npeared to derive no enjoyment from liis mem-\\nhership. Fernando Wood, tall and dignified,\\ndressed like a Presbyterian clergyman, was,\\non the contrary, constant in his attendance.\\nSamuel J. Randall, once a Whig, longer a\\nDemocrat, was a restless person, often hurry-\\ning hither and thither in the aisles, serving\\napparently as a party whip.\\nThe speaker s apartment was next to that\\nof the sergeant-at-arms, and Speaker Blaine\\nwas an example of promptness. Exactly five\\nminutes before a session should begin he was\\nat his room, and crossing the corridor pre-\\ncisely as the clock marked the hour, he stood\\nin his place, the gavel fell, and the silver\\nmace was elevated to its marble pedestal at\\nIds risfht. There this emblem of author! tv\\nwas placed during session hours, but when\\nthe house went into committee of the wliole,\\nit was removed to a lower perch. This use\\nof the mace came to us with English parlia-\\nmentary traditions. Every school-boy remem-\\nbers in his English history, Oliver Crom-\\nwell s order in 1653 to Take away that bau-\\nble Our speaker s bauble was an artistic", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0316.jp2"}, "317": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 295\\nthing, a truncheon of small rods bound to-\\ngether with clasps, surmounted by a globe\\non which the hemispheres were engraven,\\nand over all stood an eagle with outstretched\\nwings, the metal being solid silver. This\\nmace has been the topic of a readable maga-\\nzine article.\\nThe capitol itself is most interesting. Dur-\\ning the war I liad seen its dome lifted to\\ncompletion, as if disunion were an impossi-\\nble thing, and watched Crawford s figure of\\nAmerica as it went slowly into place to\\ncrown the whole. Then it Iiad been a satis-\\nfaction to view the halls, staircases, bronzes,\\nmarbles, paintings, and carvings. Now I liad\\nopportunity to explore the great building\\nintimately. Access was had to the library,\\nwliose custodian, Mr. A. R. Spofford, was\\na New Hampshire man b}^ birth, also to the\\nmarble baths, and any of the committee\\nrooms, among the latter that of the house\\ncommittee on military affairs, decorated with\\na series of scenes in Indian life painted by\\nCol. Seth Eastman, U. S. A., formerly a Con-\\ncord man.\\nThere was in the basement of the capitol\\na place which newspapers named the Bas-\\ntile, not exactly a dungeon, but a strong\\nroom, where recalcitrant witnesses had some-", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0317.jp2"}, "318": {"fulltext": "296 Sixty Years in Concord.\\ntimes been confined. It had grated windows,\\nno direct sunlight, and woukl not be re-\\ngarded as a pleasant habitation. This apart-\\nment was controlled by the sergeant-at-arms,\\nand there Mr. John W. LeBarnes, an assist-\\nant of Col. Ordway s, and myself, arranged\\nsome involved accounts (wanted in a hurry)\\nrelating to mileage, costs, and witness fees\\nof a certain congressional committee of in-\\nvestio-ation at New Orleans. LeBarnes was\\nfamiliar with the place for he liad volunta-\\nrily lodged there. We toiled all the after-\\nnoon and three quarters of the night, and\\nwhen I trudged sleepily to my lodgings at\\nthe corner of West Tenth and North E\\nstreets, I was unable to get in, and took\\nrefuge from a storm in the doorway of Ford s\\ntheatre (within which Abraham Lincoln was\\nassassinated on Good Friday, 1865), and\\nthere in gloomj^ seclusion waited wearily for\\nthe morning.\\nDuring this sojourn in Washington, which\\nlasted away down into summer, I came to\\nknow many people about the capitol, news-\\npaper correspondents and clerks of commit-\\ntees, men of as much information and ability\\nas the average congressman. Among such\\nwere E. V. Smalley of tlie Neiv York Tribune^\\nSidney Andrews of the Boston Advertiser^", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0318.jp2"}, "319": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 297\\nU. H. Painter of the Philadelphia Inquir-\\ner., George A. Bassett, clerk of the house\\ncommittee on ways and means, and Robert\\nJ. Stevens, clerk of the committee on a23pro-\\npriations. George Bassett was, I tliink, a\\nbrother of Isaac Bassett, the tall doorkeeper\\nof the senate, who has been seen in that place\\nalmost from time immemorial, and I am sure\\nhe was of Wesley W. Bassett, who was in\\n186 3- 4 a paymaster in the navy. They\\nseemed to belong to a family with a talent\\nfor holding office.\\nIn Washington, in the winter of 1868- 4,\\n1 had dwelt on First street East, a site now\\nwithin the capitol grounds, at a house man-\\naged by a woman with two daughters.\\nAmong the guests were the Paymaster Bas-\\nsett above referred to, and his wife, a lively\\nsecessionist from Maryland Hon. Edward\\nMcPherson, clerk of the house of representa-\\ntives Capt. Homer C. Blake, of the navy,\\nwho commanded tlie little gunboat Hat-\\nteras when she was sunk by the Ala-\\nbama in the Gulf of Mexico, and his fam-\\nily Frederick A. Aiken, a lawyer who\\nafterward appeared in the defence of Mrs.\\nSurratt, when that woman was tried for\\ncomplicity in the assassination of Abraham\\nLincoln, and his wife two or three young", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0319.jp2"}, "320": {"fulltext": "298 Sixty Years in Concoi^d,\\narmy officers, and one or two not very distin-\\nguished congressmen. This was a pleasant\\nhousehold, and although it was observed that\\nthe landlady seldom went out, and there\\nwere some peculiar incidents in the domestic\\ncircle, these circumstances caused no especial\\ncomment. When I gained the acquaintance\\nof George Bassett in 1870, and told him of\\nmy friendship with his brother in 1864, he\\ninquired if I knew who the landlady of the\\nhouse on First street really was. He said she\\nwas the Mrs. Cunningham in whose house, on\\nBond street. New York, Dr. Harvey Burdell\\nwas murdered in 1856, she being implicated\\nas a principal or accessory to that crime\\nthat she and her daughters had gone to San\\nFrancisco after the war, and were identified\\nthere as the Mrs. and Misses Cunningham.\\nThis is, I suppose, a somewhat doubtful\\nstory, but as proof I was shown some pho-\\ntographs which were rather convincing.\\nNothing but time and patience was re-\\nquired to close my army accounts. The to-\\ntal sum which had been entrusted to me was\\n11,720,922.44, about equal to the total gold\\nproduct of California in 1848. A few vouch-\\ners which were deficient in technicalities\\nwere perfected by filing the retained dupli-", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0320.jp2"}, "321": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 299\\ncates in which there were no defects. One\\nvoucher was withdrawn to be filed in an-\\nother bui-eau, and as a result of the whole\\nsettlement a small sum of money, 1223.77,\\ncame to me. This was deemed a fortunate\\nending to a service which some of the older\\npaymasters said, in 1862, would, by reason of\\nerrors and teclmicalities, involve tlie whole\\ncorps in pecuniary ruin.\\nThe paymaster-general, in a report dated\\nOct. 31, 1865, speaking of the services which\\nhis staff rendered in the later months of the\\nwar, used the following words\\n\u00c2\u00a5mm the early days of June to the present\\ntime, this department has made final payment\\nto more than eight hundred thousand officers\\nand men. This is an important exhibit of\\nwork, performed chiefly within tlie months of\\nJune, July, and August\u00e2\u0080\u0094 two hundred and\\nseventy millions of money paid to eiglit hun-\\ndred thousand men. When the manner of\\nthese payments is observed, with a knowl-\\nedge of the particularity required in each\\ncase, each to be computed in its several items\\nof pay, clotliing, bountj^ etc., such stoppages\\nas may be chargeable deducted, the final\\namount stated, and the signature of each\\nofficer and man appended ni duplicate to\\nthe receipt rolls, some idea may be formed of\\nthe stupendous labor involved. This work,\\nin its innnensity as to men and monev, and", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0321.jp2"}, "322": {"fulltext": "300 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nthe small limit of time in which it has been\\nperformed, has, it is believed, no parallel in\\nthe history of armies. For this result the\\ncountry is indebted to the zeal, intelligence,\\nand sleepless industry of a corps of experi-\\nenced paymasters, who signalized themselves\\nin this closing act of their military staff ser-\\nvice by tlie faithfulness and devotion to duty\\nAvhich reflect the highest honor upon them.\\nDuring the War of the Rebellion the cost\\nof our pay department, including losses by\\ncapture and by accident, defalcations (^541,-\\n000), salaries and expenses of paymasters\\nand clerks, was less than three fourths of\\none per cent, of the total disbursements.\\nIn the War of 1812 the expenses and defal-\\ncations were over seven per cent., so I\\nhave somewhere read. The good old days\\nappear to have been not so good as our own.", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0322.jp2"}, "323": {"fulltext": "XV.\\nMy relations with the Statemnan news-\\npaper were changed in 1871. Hon. Edward\\nH. Rollins had become treasurer as well as\\nsecretary of the Union Pacific Railroad, and\\noffered me the place of cashier in that com-\\npany s Boston office. My connection with\\nthat corporation began on May 9, 1871, and\\nended almost seventeen years later, when\\nhealtli failed and I became incapable of fur-\\nther service.\\nThere had been great scandals connected\\nwith the construction of that railroad, whicli\\nwere supposed to have been forever buried\\nbefore I went into its employment, but they\\ncame unexpectedly, time after time, to the\\nsurface, in congress, in law courts, and else-\\nwhere, like lumps of ice in a surging\\nstream. To recite the facts concerning those\\nscandals (Credit Mobilier, Ames contract,\\nalleged briberies, Pennsylvania tax suit, two\\nmillion dollar note, etc.) might enliven these\\npages, and show with what a lavish hand the\\nmone}^ and securities of the company were\\ndealt out in the early days of the old regime,", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0323.jp2"}, "324": {"fulltext": "802 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nbut such recital can be deferred. Nowhere\\nill this narrative have I undertaken to tell\\neverything that I know. Curious readers\\nmay find most of the details of the inglo-\\nrious story told in the reports of the Wilson\\nand tlie Poland Investigating committees of\\nCongress, printed in 1878. It may be need-\\nless for me to say that Mr. Rollins was not a\\nCredit Mobilier man, but it is a pleasure to\\nsay so.\\nWhen I took up service with the Union\\nPacific company, two years after it had been\\ndriven out of New York City, because of a\\nraid of pettifoggers and sheriffs made at the\\ninstance of James Fisk, Jr., it had two small\\nrooms on the fourth floor in Sears building\\nin Boston for the office of its treasurer, and\\ntwo others a little way off on the same floor,\\nset apart for Mr. John Duff, the vice-presi-\\ndent. One of the first disturbing facts which\\ncame to my notice was, that my predecessor\\nas cashier sued to recover a moderate allow-\\nance for overwork and special services, and\\nit was curious to see the resident directors\\ngoing solemnly into court with piles of com-\\npany books and papers to resist the claim.\\nThe verdict was against them for f 2,267.\\nThe credit of the company was not then", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0324.jp2"}, "325": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 303\\nvery high. It had been impaired by loose\\nmanagement, by an incorrect ruling of Secre-\\ntary Boutwell of the United States treasury\\nas to certain bond interests, and by sympathy\\nwith the monetary suspension of Oakes\\nAmes and Oliver Ames Sons, who had\\nbeen and still were interested in its construc-\\ntion and management. It had been com-\\npelled to seek alliances, and was friendly\\nwith the Pennsylvania Central Railroad\\nX:)eople. Thomas A. Scott was president,\\nand came occasionall}^ to Boston to preside\\nat quarterly meetings. He was a handsome\\nman and kept a bottle of cologne or Florida\\nwater on. the directors table within his reach.\\nJohn Duff, as I have said, was the vice-presi-\\ndent. Unlearned in books he had a Scots-\\nman s shrewdness, and owned fine pictures\\nin which he took delight. His was a grand,\\nimpressive face, well set off by thick white\\nhair. He had built railroads in the West,\\nbut did not like to do anything on paper.\\nMost of the time he was in New York, where\\nhe had a desk in a Nassau street bankino-\\nhouse, and no irksome responsibilities came\\nto him.\\nThe floating debt of the companj^ was\\ntroublesome then, as it almost always was,\\nfor it cost seven per cent., and a commission", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0325.jp2"}, "326": {"fulltext": "804 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nor discount equal to another seven per cent,\\nper annum, to carr}^ it, even with bonds of\\nthe corporation pledged as collatend. Jay\\nGould, when he came into the directory,\\nobtained for the company better rates tlian\\nthese.\\nUnder such circumstances there were trials\\nin the path of the treasurer, but there was\\nhope of brighter days. The net earnings of\\nthe company had not been sufficient to pay\\nits interest charges. The four or five clerks\\nwho in 1871 attended to affairs in Boston\\noften doubted whether their sahiries were\\nsafe for any considerable time. The mone-\\ntary condition is well shown by the fact that\\nthe last of the land grant bonds, (hited in\\n1869, had been sold and were in process of\\ndelivery to some New York bankers at sev-\\nenty per cent, of their par value, or fTOO for\\na ?fl,000 bond. After paying interest on\\nthese seven per cent, bonds with the utmost\\nregularity for years, they were most of them\\nredeemed before maturity, some of them at\\nthe rate of $1,120 for a bond sold at $700.\\nAnother syndicate of bankers bought at\\neighty per cent, of their par value 12,500,000\\nof Omaha Bridge bonds, which bore eight\\nper cent, interest, and had twenty-five years\\nto run.", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0326.jp2"}, "327": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 305\\nThe Pennsylvania Central alliance lasted\\nonly a year, and ended on March 6, 1872,\\nwlien some New York Central people took\\nup the road, and Horace F. Clark, a son-in-\\nlaw of tlie first Cornelius Vanderbilt, became\\nthe president. Mr. Clark had been a mem-\\nber of congress, was a lawyer, and an invet-\\nerate talker. At the first meeting of the\\ndirectors after he came into the company he\\ngave liis tongue no rest. Ezra H. Baker, a\\nveteran Cape Cod sailor, who sat at that\\nmeeting, remarked when the monologue was\\nover, What a president we have got Mr.\\nClark took more personal interest in the com-\\npany than did his predecessor. He upset\\nsome of the black-mailers who liad tlieir head-\\nquarters in Wasliington. He had a hatred\\nof free passes tliat amounted to a monomania,\\nand applicants for favors of that description\\nmet a hot reception. Mr. T. E. Sickels, then\\nour general superintendent, was an amused\\nwitness of the retreat of a clergyman, amid a\\nstorm of adjectives, biWical and otherwise,\\nfrom the bed-chamber of the president, to\\nwhich refuge the preacher had made his way\\nto ask for free transportion. Mi\\\\ Clark had\\ntlien fallen into a chronic nervousness, which\\nlasted until his death in 1873. Under his\\nmanagement affairs had begun to improve.\\n20", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0327.jp2"}, "328": {"fulltext": "306 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nIn Marcli, 1874, Mr. Jay Gould, having\\ninvested lieavily in the company, went into\\nthe direction with two or three of his New\\nYork friends. Mr. Sidne}^ Dillon became\\npresident, and Mr. Gould strove to bring the\\ncompany into the good opinion of investors.\\nJust before he became a director, a Union\\nPacific share was worth in Wall street about\\ntliirty-two dollars, and when years afterw^nrd\\nhe sold out it was worth about one hundred\\nand ten dollars. Tlius one hundred and fifty\\nthousand shares, his holding, Avould show a\\nprofit of #11,700,000.\\nThere was a long period during which the\\ntreasurer had a daily letter from Jay Gould.\\nMr. Gould had no amanuensis. He wrote\\nrapidly on light blue paper with dark blue\\nink, and his missives came to be known as\\nblue jaj^s. He kept no copies of those let-\\nters.\\nIn 1875, rates of fare and freight being-\\nundisturbed by competition, the company s\\nearnings enabled it to make dividends, and it\\npaid the following In 1875, three and a half\\nper cent. in 1876, eight in 1877, eiglit; in\\n1878, five and a half; in 1879, six; in 1880,\\nsix; in 1881, six and three quarters; in 1882,\\nseven in 1883, seven in 1884, three and a\\nhalf, making, in all, sixty-one and a quarter", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0328.jp2"}, "329": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 307\\nper cent. Events have proved that it would\\nhave been wiser to have applied those divi-\\ndends toward extinction of tlie government\\nloan.\\nIt was about 1875 tliat tlie companj^ s Bos-\\nton office was moved from tlie Sears building\\nto the Equitable, then just constructed.\\nMr, Dillon retired from the presidency in\\n1884, and returned to it again in 18i)0, Mr.\\nCharles Francis Adams serving between\\nthose dates. Mr. Dillon was naturally impa-\\ntient of restraint, and not over fond of lit-\\nerary fellers. When Isaac H. Bromley, of\\nHartford, Conn., a very bright newspaper\\nman, was appointed a government director\\nunder the Ha3 es administration, he called on\\nMr. Dillon officially, and was told that gov-\\nernment directors were nothing but a myth\\nanyway. Mr. Bromley at once made some\\ninquiries of the secretary to ascertain just\\nwhen he and his associates were relegated\\nto the domain of mythology, and Mr. Dillon\\nshortly afterward revised his opinion of their\\nmateriality. Under President Adams Mr.\\nBromley became an assistant to the president.\\nIn 1877, Hon. E. H. Rollins, having been\\nchosen a United States senator from New\\nHampshire, vacated his position with the\\ncompany. There were many applications for", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0329.jp2"}, "330": {"fulltext": "808 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nthe place (none from myself), but I was\\nelected secretary and treasurer in March of\\nthe last named year. It would be useless to\\nrelate the history of the office from that date\\nuntil my retirement in 1888, eleven years\\nlater. The work was often difficult, always\\nconfining. I never saw tlie road itself until\\n1887. Sometimes the company was in favor\\nin the stock market, at other times in dis-\\nfavor. Some of the cliief directors died, and\\nothers came in by hereditary succession.\\nBranch lines were constructed, more and\\nmore bonds issued, floating debts cleared\\noff at one time were renewed at anotlier, and\\nthere was a gradual increase of responsibility.\\nI received from my predecessor securities of\\nvarious kinds, the face value of which was\\nperhaps five million dollars, and left to my\\nsuccessor in like property more than eiglity-\\nseven millions. Tlie mileage of tlie system\\nincreased from about one thousand miles to\\nnearly fivie thousand. During a long period\\ntlie system had the management of Mr.\\nSidney Dillon, who wanted men of railroad\\nexperience around him at another it had\\nMr. Charles Francis Adams, who preferred\\nHarvard graduates. Mr. Adams devoted\\nhimself unreservedly and unselfishly to the\\nwelfare and betterment of the corporation.", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0330.jp2"}, "331": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 309\\nHe was alwa^^s considerate toward his sub-\\nordinates and never ruffled in temper. He\\nwrote better Englisli than some of liis prede-\\ncessors in the Union Pacific presidential\\nchair, as he might well do, being himself the\\ndescendant of two presidents of the United\\nStates and the son of a distinguished minister\\nto England.\\nThe senior Charles Francis Adams once\\nwrote .a couple of lines Avhich ought to be\\nplaced alongside of those of John A. Dix,\\nhereinbefore mentioned. On Sept. 5, 1863,\\nafter a long setting forth of injuries done and\\nlikely to be done to the American people by\\nconfederate cruisers built and being built by\\nEnglishmen, he said in a letter to Earl Rus-\\nsell, her Majesty s Secretary for Foreign\\nAffairs, It would be superfluous for me to\\npoint out to your Lordship that this is war.\\nAfter those words were written no more\\nrebel ships sailed out of English liarbors.\\nAfter reading Three Episodes of Massa-\\nchusetts Historj^ I ventured to remark to\\nthe younger Charles Francis Adams that it\\nseemed a pity that a man who could write\\nsuch interesting books had given so much\\ntime to the management of railroads.\\nIn 1879 the Kansas Pacific, with six hun-\\ndred and forty-three miles and the Denver", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0331.jp2"}, "332": {"fulltext": "310 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nPacific, with one liundrecl and six miles,\\nwere brought into the Union Pacific S3 Steni.\\nOne hundred tliousand shares in the first\\nnamed company, and forty thousand sliares\\nin the second, had been selling at low prices,\\nperhaps ^30 a share in the market, but by\\nthis consolidation were made equal to the\\nshares of the Union Pacific company tlien\\nselling above their par value on the stock ex-\\nchange. Any person with a pencil can fig-\\nure out the pi ofits to the holders of those\\nshares. Whatever the stock ledgers of that\\ntime may show, I think none of the then\\ndirectors of the Union Pacific company was\\ncaught among the shorts.\\nMy connection with the Union Pacific was\\nfortunate for myself in not much beside hon-\\norable experience. Beginning as cashier in\\n1871, and taking up the duties of secretary\\nand treasurer in 1877, other cares came to\\nme, a vice-presidency in 1885, and a rather\\nresponsible trusteeship in the same year.\\nThese and lighter positions in forty subordi-\\nnate or branch companies came gradually in\\nmy way, until, in April, 1888, I was taken\\nfrom them all, upset by an injury which, if\\nprevious circumstances liad l)een more kind,\\nmight have done me no lasting harm.", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0332.jp2"}, "333": {"fulltext": "Personal lie collections. oil\\nBetween the years 1877 and 1888, the com-\\npany, by devolving on me dnties which had\\nbeen performed by others, affected a direct\\nsaving in saLiries of one hundred and twelve\\nthousand two hundred and fifty doUars, a\\nsum wliich a receiver or member of a reorgan-\\nizing committee would regard as moderate\\ncompensation and consolation for a year or\\ntwo of personal service.\\nThe. receipts and disbursements during my\\nseventeen years with tlie Union Pacific treas-\\nury amounted to 1247,815,531.49 there were\\nalso issues of bonds, and a handling and re-\\nhandlinsf of such securities as collateral for\\nloans and otherwise, to a vast amount, all\\nwithout error. It is probable that T should\\nhave been held accountablefor any accidental\\nor other loss in the ofiice, but there was none.\\nMy salary afforded me a surplus over ex-\\npenses in seventeen years of rather more\\nthan seventeen thousand doUars, about half\\nas much as one of our hereditary directors\\nsqueezed out of the company as boot in an\\nexchano-e of two varieties of Kansas Pacific\\nbonds one day in September, 1880, a fulfil-\\nment of an unvv^ary agreement (which the\\ntreasurer did not make) but, fortunately,\\nafter 1873, my income from investments\\nexceeded my earnings.", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0333.jp2"}, "334": {"fulltext": "312 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nNot many men whom the world calls in\\nany degree famous had occasion to visit the\\nUnion Pacific office in Boston. I remember\\nseeing as callers in the ordinary business way\\nJames G. Blaine, William D. Howells, Sir\\nJohn Rose, Samuel F. Smith, author of My\\ncountry, t is of thee, George F. Hoar,\\nHenry Wilson, and Ilenry Cabot Lodge\\nHenry Ward Beecher once just looked in-\\nside the door. William M. Evarts came in\\non one occasion with Sidney Bartlett, the\\nlast named being the company s counsel and\\nthe most interesting gentleman wliom I knew\\nin Boston, in the practice of law up to near\\nthe age of ninety years. Gen. E. T. Alexan-\\nder, who was chief of artillery in Lee s army\\nat Gettysburg, was for a time one of our gov-\\nernment directors. He told me that if the\\nrebels had been pursued vigorously just after\\nthat battle their army could have been de-\\nstroyed. James F. Wilson, of Iowa, and\\nMarcus A. Hanna, of Ohio, were at different\\ntimes among the government directors.\\nLevi P. Morton was some time a company\\ndirector: so were Andrew Carnegie, of\\nPennsylvania, and Cornelius S. Bushnell, of\\nNew Haven, Conn. Bushnell was a big,\\nbold personage, breezy in his manners no\\nman more so. He was the builder of the", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0334.jp2"}, "335": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 313\\noriginal Monitor, and when that strange\\nvessel fouglit the Merrimack in Hampton\\nRoads, she was actually the property of Mr.\\nBushnell and John A. Griswold, of Troy,\\nN. Y., for she had not then been accepted by\\nthe government. Months before that event\\nit was Mr. Bushnell s bold advocacy of Eric-\\nsson s plans that prevailed with President\\nLincoln, and afterward with the navy de-\\npartment, so that the construction of the\\ncheese-box on a raft was undertaken.\\nAmong other widely-known men of finance\\nnot hereinbefore mentioned who in later times\\n(1875-1887) held directorship in the com-\\npany were Russell Sage, James R. Keene,\\nDavid Dows, Augustus Schell, George M.\\nPullman, George G. Haven, Colgate Hoyt,\\nand James H. Banker. Joseph Richardson,\\nthe builder of the Spite House in New York,\\nwas another. He was so careless in his dress\\nand appearance that once when he came, at an\\nunusually early hour, to attend a directors\\nmeeting at the Boston office, the young man\\nin charge of the premises, mistaking him for\\nan idle loafer, ordered him to clear out, at\\nwhich Richardson was greatly amused, and\\nhe was afterward fond of telling about the\\ncircumstance.\\nThere are people who think that all the", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0335.jp2"}, "336": {"fulltext": "314 Sixty Years in Concord.\\nofficers of a great corporation may, by the\\nhelp of superior information, invariably make\\na great deal of money buying and selling its\\nsecurities in the stock market. AVithout un-\\ndertaking to speak for anybody else, I am\\nquite sure that no other set of people suf-\\nfered so much by the decline in value of\\nUnion Pacific shares, which began about\\n1884, as did the Union Pacific directors\\nthemselves. Samuel J. Tilden, too, although\\nnot a director, was then a large shareholder,\\nand was represented in the board by Andrew\\nJ. Green, who had been controller of the\\ncity of New York, and was skilled in finan-\\ncial affairs. Mr. Tilden was himself ac-\\ncounted a pretty shrewd man, but I do not\\nsee how he can have lost less than half a\\nmillion dollars, for he had ten thousand\\nshares, which cost him a round million.\\nOne day there came to our office a young-\\nlady seeking a situation as a shorthand writer.\\nShe was accompanied by her father. Both\\nwere dressed like people of a by-gone period,\\nand looked exactly as if they had just stepped\\nout of a gallery of portraits by Gainsborough\\nand Romney. She was allowed to make\\ntrial of her skill in taking down some sen-\\ntences of speech, and scored a failure. Be-", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0336.jp2"}, "337": {"fulltext": "Personal .Recollections. 315\\ning told as gently as possible tliat our work\\nwas probably too difficult for Iier until she\\nshould have had further instruction and\\npractice, her father arose, and in the grand\\nmanner put liis daugliter s arm under his\\nown, said sometliing about his roof being\\nglad to give her shelter, and they both re-\\ntired in a stately way, as if the wliole affair\\nhad been a scene in a comedy. It would\\nhave been exceedingly funny, if I had been\\nsure it was not pathetic.\\nThere was ojice in tlie Equitable building\\na remarkable escape from death. For a time\\na restaurant was kept on the loftiest floor,\\nwhere the windows commanded a line view\\nof the harbor and in summer the air was\\ncool. A young lady and gentleman, with a\\nchild, came there to dine. In tlie upper hall-\\nway the little one escaped their care for a\\nmoment, and ran through the balusters of\\nthe stair-rail, which were set wide apart.\\nThis was on tlie eighth or ninth floor, and\\nthere was a slieer drop in the stair-well to a\\nmarble pavement about one hundred and\\ntwenty feet below% A startling shriek went\\nthrough the building when tlie motlier saw\\nwhat had happened. If the child s guardian\\nangel was off duty for an instant, she got\\nback in time. The little one went off tlie", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0337.jp2"}, "338": {"fulltext": "316 Sixty Yearns in Concord.\\nfloor with forward impetus sufficient to carry\\nit across the stair-well when it had fallen\\nthree flights, and then it struck so nicely\\nbalanced on the sloping stair-rail that the in-\\nclination of the rail slid it in on to the stairs,\\nwhere a girl who was washing the steps\\ncaught it up, apparently not much hurt.\\nThe richest men whom I have known were\\nnot the most contented. One day an indi-\\nvidual, possessor of many millions of prop-\\nerty, so anxious for an increase that he after-\\nward left Boston, where all his wealth had\\nbeen acquired, and went to a distant city,\\nwhere he could escape taxation on personal\\nestate, came to the Union Pacific office with\\nan eager face, called out one of the directors,\\nand besought to be put in the way of making\\na little money. When he had gone, the gen-\\ntleman with whom he had been speaking said,\\nOf all tlie fools in the world, the biggest\\nare retired Boston merchants. He had him-\\nself been a Boston importer of East India\\ngoods.\\nIt is quite true that some people were con-\\ntinually fooling our resident directors. One\\nsuch scarcely ever came to Boston without\\nfleecing them. He induced them in 1876\\nto pat a million dollars into a Jersey City", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0338.jp2"}, "339": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollections. 317\\noil refinery which the Standard Oil Conii^any\\nraked in at one handful. Another very com-\\nmon fellow from tlie West woi-ked several\\nschemes. He was in politics, mining, and\\nother transactions. In Api-il, 1 877, represent-\\ning that he wns to cut a big figure in public\\nlife, get elected governor of his state, buy a\\nnewspaper, and be a great and good friend\\nto the Union Pacific Company, tlie directors\\ngave him a moderate fortune out of our treas-\\nury, namely, f 86,000 in the bonds of a certain\\nWestern county but it all amounted to noth-\\ning. This did not deter tliem from buying of\\nhim later four hundred bonds and some stock\\nin a mining and tunnel company which were\\no^f not mucli account. The worthless Nevada\\nCentral Railway was also foisted on to them,\\nor rather on to the company, in some curious\\nway; but when Alexander Graham Bell of-\\nfered them as individuals oi-iginal stock in\\nhis telephone patent, they witnessed his ex-\\nperiments, and declared the invention to be a\\nvery interesting thing, but without commer-\\ncial value.\\nSome accomplished liars visited our cash\\nroom\u00e2\u0080\u0094 brakemen detained in tlie East until\\ntheir money was gone; clerks who had\\nsmoothed a mother s dying pillow and spent", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0339.jp2"}, "340": {"fulltext": "318 Sixty Years in Concord.\\ntheir last cent farmers returning from the\\nold country and landed accidentally in Bos-\\nton instead of New York women who had\\npursued eloping sisters to the edge of the\\nocean all wanted moneyed help back to the\\nUnion Pacific country, and all proved to be\\narrant rogues.\\nThe State Street people transacted their\\naffairs with our ofiice, and entrusted it with\\ntheir property, in a confident and most grat-\\nifying wa}^ It seems a curious happening,\\nbut when I had left the office on the evening\\nof April 4, 1888, little suspecting it to be for\\nthe last time, on the way to the railroad sta-\\ntion I was overtaken by a Devonshire Street\\nbanker, who said, in casual conversation, I\\nhave had a great amount of business with\\nyour office, and it has all been done right.\\nTliis was an agreeable incident to reflect\\nupon in tlie weary months of disability that\\nfollowed. I had held the place longer than\\nany other occupant of it.\\nThese Recollections do not connect them-\\nselves closely with Concord after the year\\n1871. The writing them has given me a\\nwinter s occupation and amusement. They\\nmay have little worth but if years hence a", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0340.jp2"}, "341": {"fulltext": "Personal Recollect\\nions.\\n319\\ncopy shall remain on some neglected book-\\nshelf, I hope it will have gained local value\\nand some flavor imparted by antiquity, like a\\ncask of vin ordinaire long forgotten in some\\ncool cellar.\\nSumming up now the sixty years These\\nexperiences with fishermen, printers, soldiers,\\nUnion Pacific millionaires, and all sorts of\\npeople, bid me say that tlie conclusion to\\nwhich I am brought is, that of all personal\\npossessions Christian character is the best.\\nConcord, July 10, 1891.", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0341.jp2"}, "342": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0342.jp2"}, "343": {"fulltext": "INDEX.\\nAbbott, Joseph C 221\\nJoshua 43\\nAbbot, J. Stephens 84\\nA Baffled Fraud 219\\nA Boy s Library 81\\nAdams, Charles Francis 308, 309\\nA Daj in the Army 261\\nA Hard. Payment 272\\nAlexander, E. T 312\\nAinsworth, Calvin 114\\nAllston, Washington 126\\nAmerican Art Union 117\\nAmes, Oakes 303\\nOliver 303\\nAmusements in 1840 68\\nAn Army Dinner 250\\nAnderson, John 41\\nA Night in an Ambulance 255\\nAnnuities of a Frenchman 185\\nAnticosti 166\\nA Tough Hen 208\\nAuroral Display 209\\nAvery, Nancy 11\\nBadger, Benjamin E 55,59\\nCharles A 180\\nStephen C 23\\nBarr, Franlj 98\\nBarrett, Charles F 116, 139\\nBartlett, Samuel C. ]81\\nSidney 312\\nBarton, Cyrus 51\\nBay of Islands 154\\nBeginning of the Rebellion 223\\nBerry, Nathaniel S. 228, 256\\nBingham, John A 293\\nBirds in Labrador 164\\nBishop, Anna 126", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0343.jp2"}, "344": {"fulltext": "322 huhx.\\nBixby, Phin P. 222\\nBlaine, James G 294,312\\nBlowing a Church Organ 102\\nBoating and Rafting 72\\nBombardment of Fort Sumter 227\\nBonne Esperance Bay 147\\nBorough Riflemen 75\\nBoston John 204\\nBotts, John Minor 269\\nBouton, Rev. Nathaniel 8, 33, 290\\nN. S 181\\nBradley, Richard 90\\nBrewster, Lewis W. 290\\nBriggs, John C 172, 211\\nBromley, Isaac H 307\\nBuck, William D 22\\nBrown, Clara A 62\\nJohn F 109\\nWalter 56\\nBull, Ole 126\\nBull Run Battle 238\\nBurke, Edmund 239\\nBurlesque Tickets 93\\nBurnham, Rev. Abraham 54,63\\nC. G 62\\nBurleigh, Henry G 43\\nBushnell, C. S 312\\nBuying into the Statesman 187\\nCanadian Mails 136, 143\\nCandidate for Shorthand Writing 314\\nCanterbury Shakers 97\\nCapture of a Black Eagle 209\\nCareful Printing 212\\nparnegie, Andrew 312\\nCarter, Abiel 69\\nEdward P 44\\nMrs. Ezra 49\\nJohn W. D 69\\nNathaniel H 54, 99\\nCatechism Class 51\\nChadbourne, Andrew 76\\nMrs. Thomas 49\\nWilliam 42, 61, 82\\nChadwick, Edmund S 98, 109", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0344.jp2"}, "345": {"fulltext": "Index. 323\\nChandler, Geo. H 55\\nTimothy E. 180\\nWilliam E 55, 287\\nJohn 55\\nJohn B. 21\\nChanges by Fire 39\\nChase, Samuel G 115\\nChesbrough, E. S 38\\nChicago in 1857 181\\nChichester Gin 33\\nChickering, Elliot 131\\nChocorua Mountain 207\\nChurch, Maria 21\\nClark, Charles 243\\nHorace F 305\\nPeter 122, 128\\nOlough, Elijah 98\\nGeorge 39, 66, 134\\nMoses H 54\\nO. A 145\\nCoasting 75\\nCoffin, Samuel 84, 90\\nColby, George J. L 99\\nColumbian Artillery 75, 201\\nColumbian Hotel 200\\nConcord Boating Company 122\\nConcord Gazette 214\\nConcord in 1840 27\\nConcord Light Infantry 75\\nConcord Literary Institution -57, 123\\nConcord Lyceum 126\\nConcord Railroad 12i\\nConcord Railroad Construction 37\\nConcord Railroad Opening 39\\nConcord s State-house Expenditure 284\\nContraband Negro 263\\nCrawford, Ethan 107\\nCrossman, Leonard 39\\nCopperhead Convention in Concord 253\\nCummings, E.E 33,228\\nDana, Napoleon J. T 56\\nDavis, Phineas 130, 136\\nRobert 90\\nWm. S 243", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0345.jp2"}, "346": {"fulltext": "824 Index.\\nDay, Aaron 58\\nDemocratic Standard 239\\nDeparture of First Regiment 232\\nDe Trobriand, Regis 254, 261\\nDillon, Sidney 306. 307\\nDistinguished Visitors to Concord 5, 211\\nDix, John A 226\\nDole, William 84, 134\\nDouglas, Stephen A 212, 225\\nMrs. S. A 212\\nDowning, Lewis 84\\nDress in the Army 268\\nDrew, George W 169\\nDudley, Peter 200\\nDuff, John 302,313\\nDumas, S.H 84\\nDuties of an Army Paymaster 246\\nEagle Coffee House 84\\nEarly Foreigners 40\\nEarly Schoolmates 44, 55\\nEastman, Edson C. 55\\nSamuel C 169\\nEagan, Thomas W 263,274\\nEla, Jacob H 99\\nEleventh Regiment 201\\nElliott, Charles I. 145\\nJohnH. 131\\nEmerson, Ralph Waldo 127\\nEpps, Charles L 181\\nEscape from Death 315\\nFast Trains to Boston 137\\nFifth Regiment 234\\nFirst New Hampshire Batterj 270\\nFish in Merrimack River 71\\nFisk, James, Jr 302\\nFlagg, Daniel 67\\nFlanders, Cyrus W 228\\nFogg, George G 215, 223, 287\\nFoster, Charles H 55\\nIra 133\\nStephen S 22\\nWilliam L 228\\nFowler, Asa 28, 81, 114, 224", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0346.jp2"}, "347": {"fulltext": "Index. 325\\nFourth of July Celebrations 52\\nFourth of July Riots 36\\nFractional Currency 220\\nFranklin Bookstore 109\\nFrench, Theodore 71\\nFuller, Elizabeth 63\\nHenry W SS\\nMelville W 176,182\\nGage, Nathaniel E 44\\nWilliam L 44\\nGallinger, Jacob H. 221\\nGault, George W 44, 45, 70, 77, S2. 120, 123\\nJohnC 131\\nWilliam 15\\nGeneral Stark Engine 137\\nGentlemen of the North End 82\\nGeorge, Sam 167\\nGilmore, Andrew J. 98\\nHenry H 55\\nJoseph A 71, 84. 143, 252\\nGould, Charles F 180\\nJay 304, 306\\nSolon 196\\nGove, Jesse A 114\\nGovernor s Horse Guards 94, 282\\nGreen, Benjamin 93\\nGrecian Hall 84\\nGrant, Ulysses S 235\\nUlysses S., his arrival in Washington .236\\nHadley, Amos 214\\nHam, Charles H 145, 176, 184\\nHarper s Magazine 117\\nHarriman, Walter 171\\nHatch, William H 33\\nHaynes, Martin A 222\\nTimothy 97\\nHead, Natt 63\\nHerbert, Samuel 17, 27\\nHill, Lsaac 90,112,217\\nHolt, Abel B 84\\nHoit, Old Veteran William 35, 98\\nHolmes, Oliver Wendell 127\\nHopkins, Seth 39, 134, 137\\nWilliam H 135. 142", "height": "3356", "width": "2060", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0347.jp2"}, "348": {"fulltext": "826\\nIndex.\\nHouseful of Money 279\\nHouston, Gen. Sam 69\\nHunt, Israel 202\\nHutehins, Abel 55\\nBenjamin T. 169\\nEphraim 83, 121\\nGeorge H 55\\nHamilton 84\\nRobert A. 42, 106\\nIn an Uglj Hole 204\\nIncome of a Business Man 25\\nIndependent Democrat 214\\nInk Rolling Behind the Press 109\\nIsms, the Day of 21\\nJenks George E 98, 109, 192\\nEdward A 98\\nJohnson, Rossiter 289\\nKendall, George W 99\\nKendrick, James R 144\\nKent, Charles P 55\\nGeorge 99\\nJohn 55\\nKimball, Benjamin A 131, 145\\nJohn 130, 145\\nWm. S 132\\nKiirg, Thomas Starr 127\\nKneeland, Bartholomew 7\\nElizabeth 7\\nSusanna Sewall 7\\nLabrador Fisheries 150, 161\\nLancaster, Clara 59\\nLandscape Painters of Conway 106\\nLane,Rufus 98,120\\nLate Rides on an Engine 141\\nLeavitt. Dudley HI\\nLeavitt s Almanac HI\\nLincoln, Abraham 203, 223\\nLong Pond Water 211\\nLovering, N. P. 131\\nLow, Charles F 214\\nJ. Hamilton 55\\nJoseph 28, 90, 92, 122, 123\\nWilliam 110,217", "height": "3379", "width": "2116", "jp2-path": "sixtyyearsinconc00mcfa_0348.jp2"}, "349": {"fulltext": "Index. 827\\nMacaulay s History of England 116\\nMachine Shop Pay Rolls 140\\nMackenzie, Alexander Slidell 58\\nMameluke Engine 139\\nMarshall, Anson S 228\\nMcFarland Ancestry H\\nAndrew\\n120\\n9,\\nRev. Asa\\n6, 11, 75. 96, 100. 120. 190. 192, 216. 289\\nHomestead 12\\nElizabeth Kneeland\\nNancy D wight 10\\nMcMillan, Andrew 104\\nFarm 104\\nGilbert JO4\\nMcNeil, Wm. Gibbs 38\\nMeredith, R. R 228\\nMerrill, Rufus 219\\nMerrimack River 70\\nMilitary Accounts, Settlement of 290. 299\\nMilitia Trainings 75\\nMittanogue Bay I65\\nMonej and Currency 82\\nMoney in the Pocket 280\\nMorril, David L 16, 100\\nSamuel 45 60\\nWilliam H 44\\nMorrill, Paul 99\\nMorton, Levi P 180 312\\nMoulton. 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