{"1": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3317", "width": "2205", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0001.jp2"}, "2": {"fulltext": ",-0\\n..\u00e2\u0080\u00a2i\\nsX^-\\nA", "height": "3187", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0002.jp2"}, "3": {"fulltext": "K aV", "height": "3161", "width": "2086", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0003.jp2"}, "4": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3187", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0004.jp2"}, "5": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3161", "width": "2086", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0005.jp2"}, "6": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3187", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0006.jp2"}, "7": {"fulltext": "Hollis, Seventy Years Ago\\nPERSONAL RECOLLECTIONS\\n\u00e2\u0080\u0094BY-\\nHENRY OILMAN LITTLE\\n-o\\nI\\ni^jfZ^^-^\\nGrinnell, Iowa\\nRay MacDonald, Printers\\ni8g4", "height": "3161", "width": "2086", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0007.jp2"}, "8": {"fulltext": "Copyright, 1894\\nBY HENRY G. LITTLE", "height": "3187", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0008.jp2"}, "9": {"fulltext": "^ebtcatet* to the ^entortj of", "height": "3161", "width": "2086", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0009.jp2"}, "10": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3187", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0010.jp2"}, "11": {"fulltext": "PREFACE\\nThis little book is a reprint of a series of let-\\nters published during the years 1891 and 1892\\nin The Mollis Times, then edited by Mr. J. C.\\nHildreth. As the writing of the letters was un-\\ndertaken at the suggestion of Hollis friends, so\\nthe gathering of them into more permanent\\nform is at the instance of various readers whose\\nkindly appreciation of my modest efforts has\\nbeen most grateful, though it has sometimes\\nseemed to be in excess of their deserts.\\nSome extracts from a few of the many com-\\nmendatory letters received have been inserted\\nas an Appendix, to show how deep is the af-\\nfection of the children of Hollis for the old", "height": "3161", "width": "2086", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0011.jp2"}, "12": {"fulltext": "VI PREFACE.\\nhome and their interest in the manners and\\ncustoms of her earlier days, as well as to fur-\\nnish an explanation for this second appearance\\nof the Letters before the public.\\nOne shadow falls upon the final pages in the\\nsorrowful tidings, which reach me while they\\nare in press, of the death of my old and valued\\nfriend, Luther Prescott Hubbard, of Greenwich,\\nConn. But for his warm and persistent en-\\ncouragement, this book would not have been.\\nMay it help to preserve the memory of his true\\nand worthy life.\\nHENRY OILMAN LITTLE.\\nGrinnell, Iowa, October, 1894.", "height": "3187", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0012.jp2"}, "13": {"fulltext": "C O NTENTS.\\nI.\\nPAGE.\\nThe Hollis Meeting-house. Pastor; Choir; Tith-\\ning-men. Sabbath Customs ii\\nII.\\nDeacons; Physicians; The Lawyer. Stores and\\nTaverns. Mechanics; Farmers 21\\nIII.\\nNew Hampshire Crops. A Hollis Home 27\\nIV.\\nBeaver Brook School District. One of the\\nTeachers 38\\nV.\\nHollis Holidays 45\\nvii", "height": "3161", "width": "2086", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0013.jp2"}, "14": {"fulltext": "VI II CONTENTS.\\nPAGE\\nVI.\\nMollis Morals 53\\nVII.\\nSome of the Homes near the Center 6i\\nVIII.\\nThe Hubbard Family 68\\nIX.\\nThe Tenney Home and Family 75\\nX.\\nFamilies in the South part of Town. The\\nWorcesters 88\\nXI.\\nFamilies in various parts of Town 98\\nXII.\\nThe Family of Deacon Daniel Emerson; of Dea-\\ncon William Emerson. Hannah French.\\nBringing the Newspapers. Dancing Schools\\nin Hollis no", "height": "3187", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0014.jp2"}, "15": {"fulltext": "CONTENTS. IX\\nPAGE\\nXIII.\\nThe Eastman, Farley, Hardy, and other Families. _ 121\\nXIV.\\nStephen Farley and Family 132\\nXV.\\nBeaver Brook School District again 137\\nXVI.\\nFamilies in the North-West School District 145\\nXVII.\\nThe Patch Corner District, Families in various\\nparts of Town 153\\nXVIII.\\nThe Bradbury Family 162\\nXIX.\\nThe Blood Family 170\\nXX.\\nDescendants of Hollis Families in the West 175", "height": "3161", "width": "2086", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0015.jp2"}, "16": {"fulltext": "X CONTENTS.\\nPAGE\\nXXI.\\nThe Little Family i8i\\nXXII.\\nThe North-East School District 187\\nXXIII.\\nFamilies North of the Center of Town 195\\nXXIV.\\nThe Hillsborough County Fair. Anecdote of\\nRev. Mr. Hill 202\\nXXV.\\nRalph Emerson and his Descendants.\\nFarewell 210\\nAppendix 221\\nIndex 227", "height": "3187", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0016.jp2"}, "17": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3161", "width": "2086", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0017.jp2"}, "18": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3187", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0018.jp2"}, "19": {"fulltext": "MOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nThe varied experiences of four score years\\nhave not at all dimmed the memory of my\\nchildhood s home, and to recall the scenes\\namid which my early days were passed, and\\nthe events which impressed my youthful mind\\nis one of the delights of an old age passed in\\nother and far different surroundings.\\nAs in most New England towns, the meet-\\ning-house was the center of our village life. I\\nremember it as a comparatively new building,\\nfor it was erected in 1804. Though a plain and\\nunpretending structure, it was perhaps impos-\\ning from its very simplicity, and was a source\\nof some pride to the citizens. The barn-like\\n11", "height": "3161", "width": "2086", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0019.jp2"}, "20": {"fulltext": "12 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\ninterior was nearly filled with the old-fashioned\\nhigh, square pews, but on either side of the\\ncenter aisle, near the pulpit, extended the long\\nfree seats,\u00e2\u0080\u0094 that on the east for the old ladies,\\nthat on the west for the men, while directly in\\nfront of the preacher was the deacons seat.\\nGalleries occupied three sides of the entire\\nroom, with a row of square pews against the\\nwall, which were sold like those below. The\\nsingers seats filled the south side, opposite the\\npulpit. The remaining seats in the gallery\\nwere free, and the men and boys occupying\\nthose on the west were separated by the whole\\nwidth of the building from the women and\\ngirls sitting on the east side.\\nTwo flights of steps, some ten in number, led\\nfrom the floor up to the narrow pulpit on the\\nnorth side of the room, and there the minister\\nwas carefully shut in by solid doors, like a pris-\\noner in the dock.\\nEverything about the meeting-house was se-\\nverely plain. I can recall no attempt at orna-\\nment unless it be the mysterious painting upon\\nthe ceiling in the northwest corner. I never\\nunderstood the design, but one of the worthy", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0020.jp2"}, "21": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 1 3\\nsons of Hollis, Ralph A. Tenney, Esq., of Chi-\\ncago, thus refers to it in an address made a few\\nyears ago: Every Sabbath day, hot or cold,\\nwet or dry, found us in the old square pews,\\nwith our best bibs and tuckers on, straightening\\nout our faces for a good plump one-hour-and-\\na-half sermon, not one idea, word or syllable\\nof which could we understand. To vary the\\nmonotony, we children would occasionally let\\nour eyes wander up to the northwest corner of\\nthe ceiling of the church, where had been\\npainted a very black thunder-cloud, the fumes\\nof which we imagined we could smell. This\\npainting was intended to represent the wrath\\nof God on the unrepentant sinner s head. That\\nwas all the fun we had, but at that we did not\\ndare to smile for fear of the tithing-man with\\nhis long pole.\\ni\\\\\\\\. the time I refer to, the Rev. Eli Smith\\nwas pastor of the church. He was a fearless,\\nenergetic and able man, and a good, successful\\nminister of the Gospel. During his long pas-\\ntorate of thirty-seven years he received more\\nthan four hundred members into the church.\\nHe was a Calvinist of the extreme type, and", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0021.jp2"}, "22": {"fulltext": "14 MOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\npreached the stern doctrines of that school\\nwith unflinching faithfulness. He taught us to\\nbelieve in a personal devil, a frightful monster\\nto our childish imaginations, going about as a\\nroaring lion seeking to devour our quaking\\nsouls; and in the terrors of a veritable hell, with\\nils eternal punishment for all the wicked. But\\nhe did not forget to set before us also the glo-\\nries of the Heavenly Land prepared for the\\nrighteous, and the blessed truth of a crucified\\nRedeemer.\\nThere was a large choir of good singers, led\\nby Alpheus Eastman, a noted singer and teacher\\nfor many years of the village singing school.\\nAunt Hannah Worcester was the chief sopra-\\nno, but there was at the time a large amount of\\nmusical talent in the town upon which to draw\\nfor the service of song. Among the singers\\nthere were Sandersons, Pools, Goulds, Hales,\\nConants, Emersons, Parleys, Worcesters and\\nEastmans. There was also Taylor Wright,\\nwhom many must yet remember, and a good\\nsprinkling of Hardys and other well-known\\nfamilies.\\nOne notable event connected with the choir,", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0022.jp2"}, "23": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0023.jp2"}, "24": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0024.jp2"}, "25": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. I 5\\nI well remember. It was rumored that Aunt\\nHannah Worcester was soon to be missed from\\nher place in the seats, that, in fact, she was\\ngoing to be married. The good lady was a\\nmaiden of mature years who had served in the\\nchoir for perhaps a quarter of a century. She\\nwas one of those cordial, kindly souls, whom\\neverybody loved, and it was felt that, in a sense,\\nshe belonged to the town. All insisted that\\nthe wedding must take place in the meeting-\\nhouse. It was so decided. The day came and\\nnearly the whole town was assembled in the\\nchurch. The bride walked up the aisle leaning\\nupon the arm ot her intended husband, Deacon\\nStephen Thurston, of Bedford, N. H. As they\\napproached the pulpit the choir struck up an\\nanthem, beginning with the words, growing\\nmore emphatic with each repetition, *T waited\\npatiently, I waited patiently, I waited patiently\\nfor the Lord! The smile which rippled\\nthrough the house we boys did not then under-\\nstand. Its meaning has dawned upon some of\\nus since.\\nWith minister, deacons, and choir, the con-\\ngregation was not even yet ready for divine", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0025.jp2"}, "26": {"fulltext": "l6 MOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nservice; there must be also four tithing-men,\\ntwo above and two below, to keep the boys in\\norder.\\nHoUis people were a church-going people;\\nthey had been trained to it from the earliest\\nsettlement of the town. They came from all\\ndirections, some in chaises, some in plain wag-\\nons, some, in winter, with oxen and sleds, many\\non foot. They came for two long services;\\nthere was a sermon m the morning and another\\nin the afternoon. There were no Sabbath\\nschools then, and only a short intermission at\\nnoon. No provision was made for warming\\nthe meeting-house, but the fervor of religious\\ndevotion defied even the rigor of a New Hamp-\\nshire winter. It was, however, assisted by the\\ncomforting glow of half a hundred tiny foot-\\nstoves, brought by the different families and\\nfilled with fresh coals at noon from the hospi-\\ntable fire-places of the neighboring homes.\\nThe meeting-house was provided with neither\\nclock nor bell, but promptly at the moment\\ngood Mr. Smith walked up the aisle, his blessed\\nwife, Anna Emerson Smith, at his side. The\\nmeeting begins. Before the long prayer a list", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0026.jp2"}, "27": {"fulltext": "MOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 17\\nof notes is generally read often there are many\\nof these, some asking prayers for the sick, some\\ngiving thanks for recovery from illness, others\\nhaving reference to various blessings or afflic-\\ntions. After the birth of every child a note\\nis read from the pulpit, worded after this mod-\\nest fashion: A B and wife desire to return\\nthanks to God for recent favors. The laro-e\\nfamilies of those days made such acknowledg-\\nments numerous and frequent. It was custom-\\nary for the congregation to rise and stand dur-\\ning prayer, and, to furnish more room in the\\npews for this exercise, the seats were provided\\nwith hinges, by means of which they were turn-\\ned up against the back. The turning down of\\nthe seats at the close of the prayer was like the\\nclatter of small artillery. The congregation\\nnow put up the leaning boards\u00e2\u0080\u0094 narrow shelves\\nextending around the pews in front of the wor-\\nshippers, upon which they might rest their\\nbooks or their elbows\u00e2\u0080\u0094 and adjust themselves\\nto give careful attention to the sermon. No\\none moves from his seat, save the watchful\\ntithing-men, who sometimes walk softly about\\nthe aisles to quiet the wriggling or whisperincr", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0027.jp2"}, "28": {"fulltext": "l8 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nboys who threaten to disturb the attention of\\ntheir elders. We boys looked with dread upon\\nthese mighty officers, and turned pale as they\\napproached. Since they so promptly checked\\na gentle whisper or harmless giggle from one\\nof ourselves, we ventured timidly to wonder\\nwhy they seemed to take no notice of that man\\nin the gallery (said by the neighbors to be a\\nlittle off in his mind), when he called out\\nright in sacred sermon time, Be still a whis-\\npering, Feus Eastman! or why they did not\\nrebuke a certain prominent and wealthy citizen\\nof the town for what looked to our astonished\\neyes an offence even more heinous than out-\\nright laughter in meeting.\\nI think I must tell that story of peppery Mr.\\nDaniel Merrill, for it made a great impression\\non my boyish mind.\\nIt seems that during the war of 1812, in Hol-\\nlis as elsewhere, the people were deeply stirred\\nin respect to the questions involved and the\\npolicy of our government, and took there, as\\nelsewhere, diverse views, according to individ-\\nual temperaments, associations and habits of\\nthought; still, they were, in the main, united", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0028.jp2"}, "29": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. I9\\nin a determined hostility toward England and\\na vigorous support of the war. In one of Rev.\\nEli Smith s pulpit discourses mention was\\nmade of a party growing up in the nation which\\ndemanded peace on easy terms (to England),\\nor peace at any price. To the warm patriot-\\nism and warlike temper of worthy Mr. Merrill\\nthe reverend gentleman (although well known\\nfar and near as an earnest supporter of the\\nwar) seemed to allude to these luke-warm,\\nweak-kneed Americans in a tone savoring too\\nmuch of sympathy or too little of that stern\\ndenunciation which he deemed fit. At any\\nrate his hot blood took fire, and he vowed\\nin vigorous terms that from that day forth\\nnever should any coin of his go to swell the\\nweekly collection in that church. Perhaps, in\\nthe lapse of time, the regular and persistent\\npassing of the deacon s hat before his face had\\nroused in his heart a growing irritation, till at\\nlast the inner turmoil must perforce have vent.\\nI remember well the horror with which I saw\\nthe blow he struck at Deacon Burge s bell-\\ncrowned hat years after the war had closed\\na blow which made the pennies, fourpences,", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0029.jp2"}, "30": {"fulltext": "20 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nha pennies, ninepences and pistareens ring,\\nwhile he exclaimed loudly, Keep that hat out\\nof my pew!\\nAt the close of the afternoon service all hast-\\nen home to partake of a plentiful dinner of\\nbaked beans and brown bread, delicious with\\nthe sweet, mellow flavor, imparted only by the\\nlong, slow baking of twenty-four hours in the\\ngreat brick oven.\\nDinner over, the children are gathered to re-\\ncite the Assembly catechism, and no one is ex-\\ncused from this exercise; even the little one\\njust beginning to talk must repeat the ponder-\\nous words of theological wisdom after the pa-\\nrent. Our Sabbath did not, as in some portions\\nof New England, begin and end with the going\\ndown of the sun, making Saturday evening sa-\\ncred time, while the Sunday twilight was free\\nto sport and neighborly gossip. In the even-\\ning of our Sabbath all who do not live at too\\ngreat a distance, repair to the Center school-\\nhouse for the meeting of prayer and confer-\\nence. This ends the exercises of a Sabbath of\\nlong ago.", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0030.jp2"}, "31": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 21\\nII.\\nOur Hollis church had five excellent Dea-\\ncons. Usually it was either Deacon Burge or\\nDeacon Jewett who led the conference meet-\\ning, in the absence of the pastor. Deacon\\nBurge was one of the every-day Christians, a\\nman in whom every one had confidence, and\\nbeing of a gentle, quiet, placid disposition, I\\nhave heard it said that he was not much dis-\\nturbed when a wayfaring man whom he had\\narrested for traveling on the Sabbath, and\\nlodged in his own house, was found, when Mon-\\nday morning dawned, to have escaped through\\nhis chamber window in the night, taking his\\nbedclothes with him. Deacon Jewett was of a\\nmore nervous and ardent temperament, equally\\nearnest in his Christian character, but less pa-\\ntient and calm than Deacon Burge. Of the\\nfive I knew Deacon Hardy best. I often watch-\\ned the flying sparks from his blacksmith s forge\\nor the busy blows from his strong arm. He\\nhad always a kind word for the boys. He was", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0031.jp2"}, "32": {"fulltext": "22 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nan earnest, solemn man, as deacons were ex-\\npected to be in those days, but we did not fear\\nand shun him. As several of us little fellows\\nwere walking to conference meeting one bright\\nSabbath evening, we fell in with Deacon Hardy\\non his way thither also. Some one remarked\\nupon the beauty of the night, and how well I\\nremember his solemn answer: Yes, it is a\\nbeautiful night, indeed, but there is a great\\nstorm of wrath gathering, which will fall upon\\nthe heads of all the impenitent! Did he\\nthink, I wonder, that that short sermon would\\nbe fresh in the mind of one of his hearers sev-\\nenty years after? Of Deacon Farley and Dea-\\ncon Woods I knew less, as they lived in re-\\nmote parts of the town.\\nThe ministers, the doctors and the lawyers\\nwere the great men of a New England town.\\nBoys of my time were taught to take off their\\nhats and bow respectfully to all men whom\\nthey met on the street, while girls dropped\\ntheir modest courtesies. But for the profes-\\nsional dignitaries our obeisance were most\\nmarked and deferential. Our physicians were\\nNoah Hardy, William Hale and Oliver Scrip-", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0032.jp2"}, "33": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 23\\nture, and the first two were natives of Hollis.\\nThey all spent their lives in the practice of\\nmedicine at fifty cents a visit, if the distance\\nwas not above a mile, and all died in Hollis.\\nTo the children they were beings of wonderful\\nand mysterious learning and power. When\\nthey visited our homes we gathered shyly\\naround watching for chance glimpses into the\\nawful depths of the fascinating saddle-bags.\\nFrom thence, we knew, came the dreaded tooth-\\npullers, the lancets, the pill-boxes, and the\\nbottles with mixtures of varying degrees of\\ndisagreeableness; Life and Death themselves\\nseemed to be shut up in those marvelous sad-\\ndle-bags. Dr. Hardy and Dr. Scripture died\\nchildless, but Dr. Hale reared a large family.\\nThe one Hollis lawyer the children all fear-\\ned. We had somehow gotten the notion that\\nSquire Mark, as he was called, was the man\\nwho sent people to jail. But we had no reason\\nto fear Benjamin Mark Farley, Esq. He was\\na good man, a grand man, a safe, able lawyer,\\nwith few equals at the bar. He gave sound\\ncounsel, which often kept the Hollis people\\nout of lawsuits.", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0033.jp2"}, "34": {"fulltext": "24 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nPerhaps next after the professional men\\nstood the merchants or storekeepers. One of\\nthese was Ambrose Gould, who for many years\\nwas to be found in the store on the corner,\\nwhere his sign announced English and West\\nIndia Goods for sale. His goods were all\\nbrought from Boston, and generally with ox\\nteams. His sales from the barrel of rum were\\nquite as free and open as those of codfish or\\nsugar. Along with his mercantile duties he\\nunited those of postmaster. I recall that he\\nremoved after a time to Hardscrabble. An-\\nother store or shop was kept in the northeast\\nroom of the present parsonage by Mrs. Emer-\\nson, widow of Rev. Daniel Emerson. So care-\\nfully did the prudent woman manage her small\\nbusiness, that from its profits she was able to\\nbring up her family of four sons and one daugh-\\nter. Two of the sons were college graduates,\\nand have recently died Benjamin at Nashua,\\nand Rev. Joseph Emerson at Andover. Mrs.\\nCutter, wife of Dr. Benoni Cutter, who lived a\\nlittle south of Mrs. Emerson, was also left a\\nwidow with six children, and she also must ex-\\nercise the closest economy in bringing up her", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0034.jp2"}, "35": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 25\\nfamily. As some of the goods in Mrs. Emer-\\nson s store were marked ninepence {12}^ cts.),\\nit was solemnly agreed between the two wid-\\nows that the half-cent should belong to each\\nregularly in turn. One other store I remem-\\nber, which was opened by Joseph Patch, two\\nmiles north of town.\\nThe principal tavern was kept by Nehemiah\\nWoods, in the house south of the present High\\nSchool building. Dr. Scripture succeeded him\\nat the same place. Later on, Mr. B. G. Cutter\\nopened a store and tavern in the Price house.\\nEach of them kept an open bar and sold liquors\\nto travelers and townsmen without the slight-\\nest detriment to his standing in the community.\\nTavern signs also hung before the residences\\nof Noah Hardy and William Hale.\\nBlacksmithing seems to have been an impor-\\ntant business in Hollis. I remember several\\nshops. Dea. Enos Hardy carried on one a lit-\\ntle north of the village; Charles Eastman, one\\nnear Dea. Jewett s, at the Pool Corner; James\\nParker, one at Patch s Corner. There w^ere\\nalso shops at Fog End, and I think at Brim-\\nstone.", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0035.jp2"}, "36": {"fulltext": "26 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nMr. Josiah Conant was a cabinet-maker, and\\nNathan Thayer was the painter. Capt, Page\\nFarley was the only tanner; Isaac Farley and\\nElias Conant were wheelwrights; Benjamin\\nMesser one of the carpenters; Abijah Gould\\nrepaired clocks and watches for the villagers;\\nSamuel Quaid was our harness-maker; Thomas\\nCummings and Sewell Butterfield were shoe-\\nmakers.\\nBut by far the larger part of our population\\nwas engaged in farming. A great variety of\\ncrops was cultivated, each farmer striving to\\nsupply the needs of his own family from his\\nown land. The rye and the corn for their bread,\\nand the vegetables for summer and winter,\\ngrew upon their own acres, as did the wool and\\nflax for their clothing.", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0036.jp2"}, "37": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 2/\\nIII.\\nThe rugged New Hampshire land, with its\\nthin and stony soil, was never favorable to farm-\\ning. What do you raise in this barren coun-\\ntry? exclaimed a visitor, We raise men,\\nwas the prompt reply, which has become his-\\ntoric. Let the annals of the one little country\\ntown of Hollis bear witness to its truth. From\\nthe poor, little, unproductive farms of that hill\\ncountry she has sent forth to the world the\\nproduct of which it stood most in need. She\\nnever raised any other crop to boast of, but\\nshe may well be proud of her men.\\nThere could not be much wealth in such a\\nvillage. Judged by standards of to-day, all\\nwere poor; but judged by the truest and best\\nstandard, I think all were rich, for we were all\\nbusy, contented and happy.\\nMany a Hollis home was more luxurious\\nthan mine and many were poorer; yet there\\nwere none of the villagers with whom we could\\nnot meet upon equal terms, and there were", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0037.jp2"}, "38": {"fulltext": "28 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nnone who did not seem to feel that the interest\\nof one was the interest of all, and that each had\\nhis responsible share in our common village\\nlife.\\nWould that such safe and happy conditions\\nmight return to our uneasy land!\\nPerhaps the home into which I was born was\\nbelow rather than above the average of Hollis\\nhomes in material comforts, still it is a fairly\\nrepresentative one. My father s comfortable\\nframe house of seven rooms stood upon one\\nside of his rough little farm of sixty-two acres,\\nand fronted a quiet lane leading to the main\\nroad. Some of the frame dwellings in town\\nwere shingled from top to bottom, and so dur-\\nable were such buildings that I have known in\\nNew England those which have stood for a\\ncentury and a half without reshingling. Our\\nhouse, however, was not so defended from the\\nweather. The five rooms on the ground floor\\nwere made warm with plaster, and all but one\\nhad its fire-place; but in the chambers where\\nwe children slept there were only the bare\\nrafters above our heads, and sometimes the wild\\nwinter winds would drive the snow under the", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0038.jp2"}, "39": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 29\\nshingles of the roof to sift down as a downy\\ncoverlet upon our beds.\\nThe large kitchen was living and working\\nroom for the whole family. The great fire-\\nplace with the roomy brick oven occupied near-\\nly one side of the room. It had big, iron fire-\\ndogs and was provided with a crane and nu-\\nmerous pot-hooks, for all the cooking was done\\nbefore the open fire or in the great oven.\\nJoints of meat were hung by cords before the\\nfire with dripping-pan beneath, while one of\\nthe children was charged with the duty of con-\\nstantly turning the meat with stick or poker,\\nthat it might roast evenly. Across the chim-\\nney, above the high mantel, hung festoons of\\ndried apples, and thick rings of dried pumpkin\\nhung upon a long pole. A plain chest of draw-\\ners stood on one side, and my mother had, be-\\nsides, one nicely finished bureau, which in after\\nyears made the long journey to the west. The\\nold-fashioned dresser with its open shelves oc-\\ncupied a recess in the wall. It held the dishes\\nin daily use, a few wooden trenchers, but more\\nof the pewter plates and dishes, polished and\\nshining as silver, and the necessary crockery,", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0039.jp2"}, "40": {"fulltext": "30 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nthe big glass salt-cellar always placed in the\\ncenter of the table, with a little nice cut glass-\\nware. A china cupboard in the parlor held\\nmy mother s choicest pieces of china and glass,\\ntoo precious for frequent use. The indispen-\\nsable spinning wheels for flax and wool were\\nalso a part of our kitchen furniture. There were\\na rocking chair or two, a few tables and com-\\nmon chairs with home-made bottoms of flag\\nor rushes or strips of bark, to complete the\\nsimple furnishing.\\nAt first, I recollect, we had no clock, but\\nmeasured the hours by means of my mother s\\nnoon mark on the kitchen window sill and\\nthe ancient sun-dial which stood on one corner\\nof the well curb near the house. Later a tall\\nclock found its way into the kitchen.\\nOur kitchen floor never had a carpet, but\\nonce a week it was freshly covered with clean,\\nshining, white sand from the river bank. Some-\\ntimes the sand was spread in graceful waves or\\ncurves by the skillful drawing of a broom across\\nit. It was an inviting, cheerful room, that old\\nkitchen. It had the charm which many a state-\\nly drawing-room lacks, with all its artistic fur-", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0040.jp2"}, "41": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 3 1\\nniture and costly ornaments the charm of\\nhomely comfort and daily, happy living. It\\nwas here that the family life went on. Here\\nour meals were cooked and eaten; our clothing\\nspun from our own wool and flax, and woven\\nand sewed into shape. Here lessons were stud-\\nied and our few books and the one weekly news-\\npaper were read. Here annually came the vil-\\nlage shoemaker, with bench and tools, and\\nspent many a busy day cutting and making up\\nfrom leather prepared at the village tannery,\\nor bought in great sheets at one of the larger\\ntowns the various sizes of boots and shoes\\nwhich the family required. How many useful\\nindustries were carried on in that dear old\\nroom, and what good times we had there in\\nspite of all the hard work! Never were any\\nbowls of hot bread and milk so delicious as\\nthose which, night and morning, satisfied our\\nchildish hunger, and we never grumbled that\\nour elders were allowed more varied fare.\\nHow attractive was the long dinner table when\\nwe rushed in with keen appetites from school\\nor work, and how satisfying was the hearty\\nmeal of beef or mutton or pork, with potatoes", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0041.jp2"}, "42": {"fulltext": "32 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nand beans or other vegetables, and generous\\nslices of brown bread, and pumpkin or apple\\npie. How toothsome the relish of apple sauce,\\nrich and spicy, made by the barrel every au-\\ntumn and set away up stairs to freeze and keep\\nall the year round. How comforting the bright\\nglow of the blazing logs in the great fire-place\\nin the long winter evenings, when the wind\\nhowled without and the snow piled in great\\ndrifts against door and window. Sometimes\\nwe had no other light, for lamps and candles\\nwere costly. Our candles were made at home\\nof unsavory tallow by the tedious process of\\ndipping. Later came lamps in which we\\nburned the smoky whale oil. More agreeable\\nthan either were the candles which my mother\\nmade by mixing with the tallow the pale green,\\nhalf-transparent wax of the bayberry, and\\nwhich gave out a pleasant, spicy odor. When\\ncandles were burned the frequent and regular\\nsnuffing of the same was a necessary atten-\\ntion, and the snuffers and tray were as indis-\\npensable as candlesticks themselves. I remem-\\nber that at our school-house conference meet-\\nings on Sabbath evenings it was always one", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0042.jp2"}, "43": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 33\\nman s special and particular business to snuff\\nthe candles.\\nOut of our kitchen opened the scullery\\nand out of that the buttery. Here were ap-\\npliances for making the butter and cheese\\nfrom the milk of our two cows, which my\\nmother sold in the village. On the ground\\nfloor were also two bedrooms and a best room\\nor parlor. The last was sacred to company.\\nIt was the only room which boasted a carpet.\\nHere was a fire-place of finer finish than that\\nin the kitchen, with brass andirons and furni-\\nture, and brass candlesticks on the shelf. Here\\nwas my mother s best bureau, the best table,\\nand what we always called the best chairs\\nonly flag-bottomed but better made and finer\\nthan the others in the house. I remember\\nthat the bed in the spare bed-room had linen\\nsheets and pillow-biers, home-made, indeed,\\nbut choice, smooth and white. The other beds\\nwere supplied with cotton sheets for summer\\nand flannel for winter. Our own flocks of geese\\ngave us the filling for our plump feather beds,\\nbolsters and pillows, and of their quills we\\nmade our own pens. Every schoolmaster must", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0043.jp2"}, "44": {"fulltext": "34 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nof necessity be a good pen-maker, for a part of\\nhis daily work was the making of the pens for\\nhis pupils, and his pen-knife must never be\\nmissing.\\nTo rear a family upon a HoUis farm was a\\nwork of infinite toil and pains. With all the\\neconomy and industry of the time it could\\nhardly be done without some other source of\\nincome than the soil. Nearly every farm had\\nits cooper shop. Barrels and kegs were ready\\ncash in Boston; so the long, dark mornings and\\nevenings of the long northern winter found the\\nfarmer busy in his shop, working by the light\\nof his blazing shavings. Many a stormy day,\\nwhen work outside was impossible, was passed\\nthere also, and the proceeds of the unremitting\\nlabor went for family necessities and comforts;\\nfor books and school and college bills, which\\ncould not else have been met.\\nFrom the earliest settlement of the town\\nthere was an enthusiasm for education. It is\\nsaid that during the first hundred years of its\\nexistence, no other town of its size could boast\\nso many college graduates. In all the profes-\\nsions educated HoUis men were to be found", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0044.jp2"}, "45": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 35\\nfilling high positions with honor. Forty of\\nthem entered the most honorable calling of the\\nministry, during that first hundred years.\\nHow little is known at the present day of\\nsuch close economy as was the common prac-\\ntice in HoUis in my boyhood! How plain and\\nsimple was our life; yet how healthy and happy\\nit was. The one luxury which HoUis parents\\ncraved was education for their children. For\\nthat they toiled and saved with heroic self-\\ndenial. Often the work and study of a whole\\nevening went on by the light of pine knots,\\nblazing in the great kitchen fire-place, thus\\nsaving the cost of even a poor tallow candle.\\nMany sorts of work were then done at home\\nwhich have since been given over to the shop\\nand the factory. There was plenty of occupa-\\ntion even for the smaller children, and the great\\nvariety of labor kept us always interested and\\ncontent. Besides the regular work upon the\\nfarm there were many things for us boys to do.\\nThe providing of fuel for the long winters took\\nmany busy days. We made our own brooms,\\nbut there was no broom-corn; the coarser\\nbrooms were of the tough twigs of the hem-", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0045.jp2"}, "46": {"fulltext": "36 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nlock, and the finer of the stripped up fibers of\\nsmooth birch wood. There were the sheep to\\nwash and to shear, the grain to thrash and\\ncarry to mill. We all worked, but for the house-\\nmother there seemed to be never any rest. As\\nI look back it is astonishing to me to recall\\nhow much the good mothers of that time were\\nable to accomplish for their large families.\\nThere was not a cooking stove in town. All\\nthe cooking was done over the open fire or in\\nthe. great brick oven; but what wonderfully\\ngood cooking it was! Our clothing grew in\\nour little flax field and upon the backs of the\\nsheep which picked their scanty living among\\nthe rocks of the upland pastures. The wool\\nwas clipped and picked and oiled at home. It\\nwas then sent to the carding machine, but the\\nsoft, white rolls were brought back to be spun\\nby the mother and girls upon the buzzing wheel.\\nThen it was woven in the great looms found in\\nalmost every home. For the dyeing and dress-\\ning and pressing the cloth went to the mill,\\nbut came back once more to the home to be\\nmade into garments large and small for the\\nboys and girls. I can never forget those hard,", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0046.jp2"}, "47": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 37\\nbusy days for my mother. There were eleven\\nof us children. I remember how the tailoress\\nwould come and cut such piles and piles of\\ngarments, and then mother would sew and sew,\\nday after day, and at night long after the chil-\\ndren were asleep. She gave her life for us. I\\ndid not understand it then as I do now. She\\nhad early taken to herself the Abrahamic cove-\\nnant, and her faith never failed. Sometimes\\nwhen very weary with her labors, and while\\nthe shining needle flew swiftly, I would hear\\nher sing softly to herself, My soul, be on thy\\nguard. My mother s life and history were\\nthose of many of the good mothers of Hollis.\\nWhat the wise man said long ago of the virtu-\\nous woman, might have been truly said of any\\none of them, She seeketh wool and flax, and\\nworketh willingly with her hands. She riseth\\nalso while it is yet night and giveth meat to\\nher household. She looketh well to the ways\\nof her household, and eateth not the bread of\\nidleness. Her children rise up and call her\\nblessed; her husband also and he praiseth her.\\nMany daughters have done virtuously, but thou\\nexcellest them all.", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0047.jp2"}, "48": {"fulltext": "38 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nIV.\\nThose who have for many years wandered\\nfrom the home of their childhood, will on their\\nreturn wish to visit first the spot where father\\nand mother lived, next the meeting-house with\\nall its sacred associations, then the school-house\\nwith its varied remembrances.\\nMy HoUis home was in Beaver Brook school\\ndistrict. At five years of age I began my edu-\\ncation in the modest school building some thir-\\nty or forty rods west of the bridge, on a little\\nsandy plain well surrounded by hills and the\\nRatmatat Mountain.\\nI remember the house well as I first saw it;\\nthe outside was very plain; the entrance door\\nwas in the south-west corner, a large fire-place\\nin the north-west corner. There were rows of\\nseats running the length of the south side for\\nthe boys, and other seats running the length of\\nthe east side for the girls; these seats were\\ngraded in height to accommodate children\\nfrom the little tot to the largest scholar.", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0048.jp2"}, "49": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVEINTY YEARS AGO. 39\\nBeaver Brook school district then contained\\nabout twelve or thirteen families, with scarcely\\na home destitute of children. People in those\\ndays believed in children, and most tables were\\nsurrounded by little olive plants.\\nI have been asked since I became an old man,\\nif I could remember all the families in the dis-\\ntrict at that time. My answer is, yes, and I\\ncan name nearly all the scholars.\\nAt the east end, from the home of Isaac Far-\\nley, there were eight scholars Amos, Sarah,\\nMary, Alonzo, Adolphus, Henry, and Clarissa\\nFarley, and Mary Ann Brooks.\\nA little west and up the lane lived Abner B.\\nLittle, where were thirteen children. Two died\\nearly, while eleven graduated from the school\\nMary, Catherine, Elizabeth, William, Caleb,\\nHenry G., Ruth, Laura Ann, Caroline, Augus-\\ntus and Sarah Francis. Of these eleven, eight\\nare now 1891 living; their united ages amount\\nto six hundred and three years, an average of\\nover seventy-five years.\\nJohn Woods, then living with his mother,\\nMrs. Stevens, came to this school. In the\\nsame house were Uriah and Harriet Reed,", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0049.jp2"}, "50": {"fulltext": "40 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nchildren of Uriah Reed, who was drowned in\\nWright s Pond. Later W. G. Brown came to\\nthe school from that home.\\nAt the top of Proctor Hill lived Aaron Proc-\\ntor with his interesting flock of, I should say,\\nsix or seven children. Three were my school-\\nmates, Moses, Aaron, and a sister. This fam-\\nily moved to Ohio in 1821 or 22.\\nFrom the home of Captain Thomas Proctor,\\nthree James, Luther, and, I think, a sister,\\nwere in school at this time. Thomas, John,\\nSusan and Mary attended later. Mrs. Proctor\\nwas a superior woman, beautiful in person and\\ncharacter, and she imparted to her children of\\nher own brightness and native ability.\\nAt Eleazer Pierce s we find two boys, one\\ncalled Nat.\\nAt Richard Clough s, Cyrus was the only\\nchild.\\nAt Nathaniel Proctor s were Olive, Indiana,\\nMoses, Ira, and Maria.\\nNathaniel Pierce lived where Mr. Austin late-\\nly resided.\\nDown the lane north, we find Mr. Benjamin\\nAbbott and his son Abial.", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0050.jp2"}, "51": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 4 1\\nNext was Benjamin Austin. I have heard it\\nsaid that his children numbered well into the\\nteens. Those attending school were Benja-\\nmin, Stephen, Luther, Jefferson, Daniel, Chris-\\ntopher, Page, Noah, Mary, and Sally Rideout.\\nOn the wood road and near Rocky Pond, we\\nfind Gaius Wright s home. A son, Gaius, Jr.,\\nand a daughter were in school.\\nAt Nathan Colburn s were four scholars\\nErie, Lydia, Moses, and Lucinda. Deacon E.\\nJ. was not in trousers yet.\\nLast, down under the hill, we find Stephen\\nLund, with children named Rachel, Alice, So-\\nphronia, Irene, Martha, Danforth, and Noah-\\ndiah.\\nA friend now living in Massachusetts re-\\nminds me of several more children in our dis-\\ntrict, making in all seventy or more where there\\nare now but three.\\nWe had eight weeks school in the winter,\\ntaught by the Master, at twelve dollars per\\nmonth; and twelve in the summer, taught by\\nthe Schoolma am, at one dollar and a quar-\\nter a week, the teacher always boarding\\nround.", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0051.jp2"}, "52": {"fulltext": "42 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nWe had many good teachers who afterwards\\nbecame prominent men and women. I recall\\namong these Frederick Worcester and an older\\nbrother, Caroline Holden, and Sarah Thayer,\\nthe latter of whom married the Hon. George S.\\nBoutwell, w^ho was later Governor of Massa-\\nchusetts, a member of Congress, and Secretary\\nof the Treasury under Grant. As I remember\\nthe teachers, all were good with one exception.\\nThis was a lady from another town, who was\\nshort and not remarkable for beauty. If she\\nhad any ability as a teacher, neither parents\\nnor scholars appreciated it; if she accomplish-\\ned any good, it must have been in the aid she\\ngave in clearing the brush patch near by. We\\nboys seldom failed, forenoon and afternoon, to\\nknow just how the brush felt when well applied.\\nOn giving out a lesson she used no judgment,\\nand would add, *T will whip you if you don t\\nget it! We usually got it the whipping. The\\ngeneral rule that a whipping at school must be\\nfollowed by a whipping at home, made it pretty\\nhard on some of us. I believe Chris. Austin\\nand I used to get the most frequent whippings.\\nThe brook near the school-house was a con-", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0052.jp2"}, "53": {"fulltext": "MOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 43\\nstant delight, and we barefoot children took to\\nit as naturally as a duck to water. The edict\\nwent forth from this teacher that should any\\nchild get his clothes wet while wading in the\\nbrook, he should be whipped, notwithstanding\\nthe whole summer wearing-gear of a boy was\\nnot worth forty cents, and I never could under-\\nstand what difference it made to her whether\\nour clothes were wet or not. Beautiful pond\\nlilies grew a little north of the bridge, in the\\nmeadow now owned by Mrs. John Perkins.\\nOne day I worked hard at noon to gather some\\nof these lilies for my mother. My trousers\\nwere rolled clear to my body to keep them dry;\\nI had gathered more than forty of the fragrant\\nflowers, and was about to leave, but tempted by\\none larger than the rest, I waded out just a lit-\\ntle further, when suddenly down went one foot\\ninto a hole, wetting the whole roll. What could\\nI do? Could I buy her off? I ll try! I car-\\nried all the flowers designed for my mother to\\nthis woman. She took them, gave them one\\nsniff, saw my wet trousers, and then whipped\\nme until she wakened within me a little demon\\nof whose existence I had before been ignorant.", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0053.jp2"}, "54": {"fulltext": "44 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nI realized the injustice then, even as now.\\nWhen my own little ones have been on my\\nknee and begged for a story, I have told them\\nthis one. They have all cried over it, and one\\nof my little grandchildren, Thomas Stoddard\\nHolyoke, pityingly asked, Ts your back well\\nyet, grandpa?", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0054.jp2"}, "55": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 45\\nV.\\nEarnest and industrious as was our life, it was\\nnot without its sports and pleasures. Each\\ncircling year brought its holidays. Our Inde-\\npendence Day lacked, no doubt, the ceaseless\\npop of the fire-cracker and the hiss of the rock-\\net, but the effervescence of patriotism was no\\nless genuine than now, and possibly children\\nhad then a clearer understanding of the mean-\\ning of the day, being nearer to the original\\nFourth of July. I wonder how many besides\\nmyself remember a certain Fourth when we\\nhad a variation from the usual program in a\\nrepresentation of Indian life. Some forty of\\nthe best young men furnished the entertain-\\nment. Very early in the morning, the Indian\\nwar-hoop was heard in the streets, and down\\nthrough the midst of the town streamed a wild\\nand savage procession of red men in war paint\\nand feathers and such other aboriginal gar-\\nments as sufficed to make the staid citizens", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0055.jp2"}, "56": {"fulltext": "46 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nwonder whether a remnant of the extinct Pe-\\nquots had not returned from their happy hunt-\\ning-grounds to avenge their wrongs upon these\\ndescendants of the Puritans. Until noon, the\\nwell-simulated savages ranged through the vil-\\nlage, over the hills and through the woods.\\nThere seemed to be a thousand of them. Their\\nwild cries startled you from every side. Turn\\nwhere you would, their tomahawks flashed be-\\nfore you. But by twelve o clock they all were\\nwilling to suspend the sport for an hour, and\\nthey gathered for dinner in my father s barn,\\nwhere a whole lamb had been roasted for them.\\nDinner over, the Indian Chief,\u00e2\u0080\u0094 who was the\\nlate Hon. John N. Worcester, and well he act-\\ned his part\u00e2\u0080\u0094 called the roll of his warriors, giv-\\ning to each his Indian name, some of which\\nare in my memory yet. I can hear him rattle\\nthem glibly off\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Eane, Teane, Lathery, Toth-\\nery. Feathery, Dick, Eanedick, Teandick, etc.,\\netc. Again the tribe descended upon the vil-\\nlage and wood. They must have run forty miles\\nthat day, for the fun lasted till night. I have\\nseen the Sioux and many other Indian tribes in\\nthe West, and I am prepared to say that those", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0056.jp2"}, "57": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 47\\nHoUis boys gave us a very fair presentation of\\nIndian character and manners.\\nElection day, I remember mainly for that\\nglazed election cake, tempting and toothsome,\\nwhich we got on no other day, and of which\\nwe never got enough.\\nThanksgiving day marked the beginning of\\nthe long winter, when the keen zest for winter\\nsports was fresh upon us, and when cellar and\\nstore-room were filled with the fruits of our\\nsummer toil. All the riches of this fertile\\nwest could hardly spread a more bounteous or\\nmore delicious Thanksgiving dinner than those\\nwhich we enjoyed. Neither turkey nor pud-\\nding nor mince pie was wanting, and there was\\nno lack of apples and nuts and cider for the\\nevening. In the evening, too, there was always\\na merry party at our own house or elsewhere;\\nsometimes a romping company of children\\nmade the house ring with the noise of their\\ngames and laughter; sometimes the fun was\\nshared by the older members of the families\\nrepresented.\\nBut the greatest days of the year, eagerly\\nanticipated by all the boys and I am inclined", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0057.jp2"}, "58": {"fulltext": "48 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nto think by the men, too, for they were all on\\nhand were Training days.\\nI never knew much of the military laws of\\nNew Hampshire, but in my childhood they cer-\\ntainly required all able-bodied men between,\\nperhaps, the ages of eighteen and forty-five\\nyears, to go through certain military exercises\\nevery fall and spring. This was called train-\\ning, and the two annual training days were\\ntimes of absorbing interest. Each soldier must\\nbe equipped with gun, cartridge box, knapsack\\nand canteen. The companies elected their own\\nofficers, and R. E. Tenney, Jeremiah Dow and\\nWilliam Emerson were among the captains\\nwhom I remember. With what stern and sol-\\ndier-like precision did the officers put their men\\nthrough the prescribed evolutions. How they\\nemulated the glory of the King of France, who,\\nwith twenty thousand men marched up the\\nhill, and then, with twenty thousand men\\nmarched down the hill, and ne er went up\\nagain. What daring charges one company\\nmade upon another in those magnificent mock\\nbattles! How war-like, how valorous we boys\\nfelt as we looked on! There was one indepen-", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0058.jp2"}, "59": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 49\\ndent military company, finely uniformed and\\nofficered, in which Hollis people took especial\\npride. I remember just how the large letters,\\nH. S. G. looked on their knapsacks. They\\nwere the Hollis Stark Grenadiers, named in\\nhonor of glorious General Stark of revolution-\\nary fame, a son of New Hampshire of whom\\nshe has not yet ceased to be proud.\\nOne small artillery company of boys about\\ntwelve years old, was organized, in which I had\\nthe honor to be a private; Ed. Messer was our\\ncaptain. We had a good brass cannon and\\nwere fairly well uniformed. We drilled with\\nthe others, and the three or four companies\\ncovered the common and stretched well up on\\nHigh Street besides.\\nThe regular companies had their own halls\\nwell supplied with liquors, to which their mem-\\nbers repaired several times a day to quench\\ntheir thirst. Our little artillery company had\\nmade no such provision. But I recall one oc-\\ncasion when we had attracted some notice for\\nour drill, and had received a good deal of\\npraise, whether deserved or not. When the\\nother companies adjourned for drink, we were", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0059.jp2"}, "60": {"fulltext": "50 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\ninvited to a chamber at Mr. Gould s, well-fur-\\nnished with liquors by some of the best men in\\nthe town. Among them were Squire Pool,\\nR. E. Tenney and Col. William Emerson.\\nOne of our military companies was known\\nas the Old String Bean Company, named,\\nprobably, from the grotesqne fashion in which\\nthe members arrayed themselves on training\\ndays. Col. Wm. Emerson was a member of\\nthis company, and from its ranks, he had risen\\nby steady promotion for superior merit, until\\nhe had reached that pinnacle of glory and\\nhonor, the post of Colonel in the State Militia,\\nand had become the great military man of\\nHollis. He was not a man of commanding\\nstature. In fact he was rather short, but you\\nnever would have guessed it on training day.\\nWhat a magnificent figure he made in his fine\\nuniform, his chest well padded, his erect form\\nsitting well upon his spirited steed! He was\\nproud of his position; Hollis people were very\\nproud of him, and Robin, the beautiful sorrel\\nhorse he rode, seemed proudest of them all.\\nMilitary maneuvers were not the only amuse-\\nment of training days. There were various", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0060.jp2"}, "61": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 5 I\\nsports participated in by those not in battle\\narray, wrestling being, perhaps, the principal\\none. There were peddlers of various enticing\\nwares, auctioning off their goods, and there\\nwas always the baker s cart dispensing delicious\\nsquares of golden-brown gingerbread.\\nBesides the local, village gatherings for mili-\\ntary drill, there were larger assemblies of the\\nmilitia, where the various companies from the\\nwhole county came together and vied with each\\nother in perfection of equipment and precision\\nof movement. These occasions were called\\nMuster days, and for our county the mustering\\ntook place in Nashua or some other large town.\\nThe apple parings and the corn-huskings\\nwhich every autumn gave opportunity for com-\\nbining work and play in merry and industrious\\nfashion, were events to be remembered. I re-\\ncall nothing among all the quaint and curious\\ncustoms of those days more picturesque than\\nthe husking-bees in the big barns, where lively\\ngroups of men and maidens gathered on dark\\nNovember evenings by the light of many glim-\\nmering lanterns, and made jolly fun of the task\\nof stripping the wrappings of dusky gold from", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0061.jp2"}, "62": {"fulltext": "52 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nthe harvested maize. When the work was done\\nand the glowing heaps of amber and crimson\\nears gave evidence that sport had not outvied\\nlabor, there was always the hearty late supper\\nin the kitchen before the huskers scattered to\\ntheir homes.\\nIt would be a grim sort of humor which should\\ncount the New England Fast Day among holi-\\ndays and amusements; but I mention it here\\nas one of the anniversaries which in its regular\\nrecurrence helped in its characteristic way to\\nvary the simple round of our quiet lives. It\\ncame in the spring always in April, I believe\\nand all citizens were expected to mortify the\\nflesh by strict abstinence, and to assemble in\\nthe meeting-house, that they might humble\\nthemselves before Almighty God and seek by\\nsincere penitence and true heartiness of wor-\\nship to appease or forestall His just and right-\\neous wrath. To my childish recollection fast\\ndays were days of hungry weariness and gloom.", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0062.jp2"}, "63": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 53\\nVI\\nI have known much of life in many towns in\\ndifferent states, and I can say, upon the whole,\\nthat in none have I ever known more morality,\\ngood order, and genuine Christian uprightness,\\nthan were to be found in the Hollis of seventy\\nyears ago. This high tone in the community\\nI believe to have been due mainly to the\\nnoble influence of good Pastor Emerson and\\nhis successor, Mr. Smith, seconded as they\\nwere in all their efforts by the multitude of\\nworthy citizens who loyally stood by them, al-\\nways for the right. And yet there were, even\\nin Hollis, men, women and children upon whom\\nangels wings had not begun to sprout. There\\nwere those who habitually broke nearly all the\\ncommands written by God s own finger upon\\nthe tables of stone; those who gave loose rein\\nto that little unruly member which is set on fire\\nof hell, and too often stirred up enmity and\\nstrife; and a few only in whom floods of fire-\\nwater had almost quenched the human, and", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0063.jp2"}, "64": {"fulltext": "54 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\ntransformed them into devils. There was even\\nnow and then one of honorable position and\\nrespectable calling who dishonored both, and\\nbrought reproach upon himself, his church,\\nand his town. If there is a dark side to my\\nmemories of early life, as a faithful chroni-\\ncler, I should not leave it wholly out.\\nFor an incident in illustration, I will tell a\\nstory of a certain man of the town who had\\nbeen appointed to the responsible post of tith-\\ning-man and who sometimes made shoes. As\\na parish officer his duties required him to pre-\\nserve order during divine service and to enforce\\nthe proper observance of the Sabbath in ac-\\ncordance with the laws of the state. Travel-\\nling on Sunday was forbidden by law, and tith-\\ning-men were required to arrest any person\\nfound violating that law. Now our shoemaker,\\nwhile bound by his official character to see to\\nit that others observed the holy day, seemed\\nto regard himself as exempt from the require-\\nments of God s fourth and longest command-\\nment. At all events, he was accustomed to\\nspend what spare time remained on Sunday\\nafter the performance of his religious duties,", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0064.jp2"}, "65": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 55\\nin working at his bench in the shoe shop.\\nChancing to glance from his window while\\nthus employed one sacred Sabbath afternoon,\\nhis eye fell upon a wicked sinner breaking the\\nholy law of God and man by Sunday travelling.\\nA holy horror stirred within him; his lap-stone\\ntell to the floor and forth he rushed, in shirt-\\nsleeves and leather apron, to seize the offender.\\nBut finding the man to be a vender of lasts, the\\nbusiness spirit returned so powerfully upon\\nhim that he speedily struck a bargain for a\\nquantity of the wares and bade the Sabbath-\\nbreaker pass on.\\nIn the days of which I write, there were few\\nwho questioned the propriety of a moderate\\nuse of intoxicating drinks. By most people\\nthey were regarded as a necessity, and only ex-\\ncessive indulgence was condemned. Liquors\\ninvariably appeared on all special occasions of\\na social nature or of unusual effort. What New\\nHampshire boy can ever forget the terrible\\nsnow-storms which in places filled the roads\\nfull to the top of the fences, and, but for the\\nhills and forests to break the force of the wind,\\nwould have equalled a prairie blizzard. When", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0065.jp2"}, "66": {"fulltext": "56 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nthe storm ceased there was the task of break-\\ning out the roads, for there was no getting to\\ntown till that was done. All the men and boys\\nturned out with oxen, and steers and sleds.\\nThe men shoveled, and the animals ploughed\\nthrough the many drifts, dragging the sleds\\nloaded with boys. It was hard work, but when\\ntown was reached, the toilers were comforted\\nby the generous glasses of free rum and big\\nplates of crackers which the store-keepers pass-\\ned out. When the road-breakers reached the\\nhome of Squire Farley, senior, he was wont to\\nfurnish toddy for the crowd, thus making\\ngood his part in the work he was too old to\\nshare.\\nAn old gentleman who is my neighbor now,\\ntells me that his pastor in his New Hampshire\\nhome, at Winchester, used to go directly from\\nhis pulpit to the tavern for the refreshment of\\nhis glass of toddy, and took no shame to him-\\nself therefor.\\nThe older people in Hollis will remember\\nthe Reverend John Todd, who preached in\\nGroton, in 1826 and 1827. He says in his auto-\\nbiography that he has seen liquors mixed at", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0066.jp2"}, "67": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 57\\nfunerals on the coffin itself. Liquors were used\\nat funerals in Hollis, to some extent at least.\\nOn the death of a little child in a leading fam-\\nily of the town, I was one of the four boys,\\nabout ten years old, who acted as bearers, We\\nwent early as we had been told to do, and were\\ntaken to a chamber where several kinds of\\nliquors were provided for us. We all drank,\\nbut Edmund Messer said, Drink light, boys,\\nfor you know we arc to be bearers. In an-\\nother room were various drinks for the\\nmourners.\\nI listened on one training day to Coolidge\\nWheat and other musicians while they discussed,\\nas they drank, the question as to what kind\\nof liquor was best to blow their wind instru-\\nments on. One could blow best on West India\\nrum; another on brandy; and still another, who\\nwas already pretty full, could blow best on\\ngin. I gave careful heed to their experience,\\nfor, I thought, I may possibly be one of this\\nbrass band yet. The man who placed his de-\\npendence on gin seemed to me almost as\\nmighty a blower as a certain Dutchman I have\\nheard of out west, who was asked if he could", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0067.jp2"}, "68": {"fulltext": "S8 MOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nblow the great brass horn of many twists and\\ncurves. Ah! he said, swelling with pride,\\nIf you gifs me plenty viskey, and I gets all\\nmy vint apout me, I blow dat horn right oot\\nstraight de fust time I try.\\nIt was not uncommon on training days and\\nother public occasions, to see even some of our\\ngood men a little balmy, rather groggy,\\nover the bay, or three sheets to the wind,\\nas the common phrases were. I went one af-\\nternoon with my father to the house of one of\\nour best townsmen and church members. I\\nwas accustomed to hear the good man give\\nwise and pious talks in prayer-meetings, but\\nnow he appeared very strange, his tongue was\\nthick, his talk was foolish. He wanted to bet\\nthat he could lift a cask of lime that weighed\\nthree or four hundred pounds. The more he\\nwas urged not to try it, the more he insisted\\nthat he would bet he could lift the cask. I did\\nnot think of its being possible for so good a\\nman to be tipsy; it was all a mystery to me.\\nBut when I went home and told my mother\\nabout it, I saw my father smile, and mother\\nsaid, He has been drinking some of that aw-\\nful stuff.", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0068.jp2"}, "69": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 59\\nThe temperance reformation which rolled\\nover the land a few years later, reached Hollis,\\nand this same good man was brought before\\nthe church for drinking to excess. He met the\\ncharge like a man and a Christian. Breth-\\nren, he said, why do you bring this charge\\nagainst me now? I drink no more now than\\nfor thirty years past, and you have never com-\\nplained before. But with the rising tide of\\ntemperance principle, and the spreading light\\nof the new dawn which had risen on the world,\\nthe good brother came to see that his drinking\\nwas an offense and a stumbling-block. He\\nwould not stand in the way of others, and in\\nthe spirit of Paul, he said, If rum maketh my\\nbrother to offend, I will drink no more while\\nthe world stands. He lived for twenty years\\nor more after that, and I never knew of his\\ndrinking again, but tor months I remember\\nthat he looked very white when he came to\\nchurch, and I doubt not it was a hard battle\\nwith the evil habit.\\nHollis became comparatively a temperance\\ntown, but there were a few, as in all places,\\nwho would drink and did drink, though it rob-", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0069.jp2"}, "70": {"fulltext": "60 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nbed wife and children of food and clothing.\\nSome good citizens refused to sign the temper-\\nance pledge. They would not sign away their\\nliberty. They could drink or let it alone.\\nSome of these lived to see that they had made\\na mistake, for in more than one case the pa-\\nrent s course told disastrously upon his chil-\\ndren.", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0070.jp2"}, "71": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 6l\\nVII\\nGuided by memory, faithful friend, it delights\\nme still to take, in fancy, long strolls about the\\nHollis streets and lanes, listening to what she\\nhas to tell of the days long past, and adding to\\nher garrulous tales of persons and families who\\nmade the village life of three-fourths of a cen-\\ntury ago, such bits of information as have come\\nto me in later years concerning their after\\nachievements and experiences, and rejoicing\\nin the honors and distinctions which have come\\nto the children of my beloved native town and\\ntheir descendants. Will you come with me for\\nsuch a walk?\\nA little south of the parsonage, in a pleasant\\ncottage surrounded by neatly kept grounds,\\nlived Nathan Thayer with his interesting fam-\\nily, consisting of a wife, five daughters and a\\nson. His occupation, as I have already said,\\nwas that of a painter, but he was also a success-\\nful teacher. He was a prominent citizen, an\\nindustrious and worthy man, following his busi-", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0071.jp2"}, "72": {"fulltext": "62 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nness faithfully until a short time before his\\ndeath. Thirty winters, his grand-daughter tells\\nus, were passed in the schoolroom. I remem-\\nber visiting his schools at several different\\ntimes. They were not remarkable for the good\\norder kept. He seemed to pay little attention\\nto that; but, what was of more importance, he\\nwas able to create an enthusiasm for learning\\nwhich I have never seen equalled. There was\\na charm about his teaching that made even a\\ndry problem in mathematics attractive. He\\ndemonstrated, as many another good teacher\\nhas done, that a keen thirst for knowledge is a\\nvery good substitute for hard and fast rules of\\norder. Mr. Thayer represented Hollis in the\\nNew Hampshire legislature, and was for many\\nyears on the Examining Board as one of the\\nschool committee. He died at the age of 49\\nyears, and it was marvelous to learn that he\\nhad from his daily labors accumulated a fort-\\nune of $18,000, besides providing for his large\\nfamily. His wife died soon after himself, and\\nhis children left Hollis; the house was burned\\na few years later, and nothing now remains of\\nthe pleasant home of Nathan Thayer.", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0072.jp2"}, "73": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 63\\nOn the opposite side of the street lived Jo-\\nsiah Conant, a cabinet-maker, who confined\\nhimself closely to his shop during his life.\\nHere, too, was a family of six or seven chil-\\ndren. Sarah, who was among the youngest,\\nhas died within the past year. Mrs. Conant\\nwas one of the good Hollis mothers of whom I\\nhave spoken. The parents had much reason\\nfor happiness in the estimable family which\\ngrew up around them. Both were gath-\\nered home long ago. Mr. Conant s business\\nbrought him into close relations with the joys\\nand sorrows of the village. Happy young\\ncouples, planning for their new house-keeping,\\ncalled upon him for their tables and chairs and\\nother home comforts; and he furnished, also,\\nthe cofifins in which the still forms of loved\\nones were laid away for the last sleep.\\nMrs. Smith, whose home was a little farther\\nnorth, was a widow when I first knew her. She\\nhad several daughters and only one son, Chris-\\ntopher, who was near my own age, and who\\nhas always remained in Hollis.\\nNot far to the south was the Cutter home.\\nDeacon Dr. Benoni Cutter died before my re-", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0073.jp2"}, "74": {"fulltext": "64 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nmembrance, leaving a wife, five sons and a\\ndaughter. A devotedly pious woman and a\\nfaithful mother, Mrs. Cutter raised her family\\nto honorable manhood and womanhood. She\\ngave them all a good common-school educa-\\ntion, and the boys became energetic and enter-\\nprising men, engaging early in business for\\nthemselves. The daughter, when she married,\\nwent to a distant home. Mrs. Cutter died in\\n1833, after having suffered long and sorely from\\nnervous prostration. A few years later, her\\nson, John H. Cutter, returned to the old home-\\nstead. He greatly enlarged and beautified the\\nhouse and added new buildings, bringing the\\nold place to such a pitch of magnificence as to\\nastonish the staid old residents. Others caught\\nhis spirit and emulated his enterprising ex-\\nample, which proved a great advantage to\\nHoUis. He was an ambitious man with some\\npolitical aspirations, and was honored with a\\nseat in the Legislature. Dr. Day once said to\\nme, If John H. Cutter had not failed in health\\nhe would, probably, have been governor of\\nNew Hampshire. His handsome residence\\nhas made me many times a pleasant home dur-", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0074.jp2"}, "75": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 65\\ning my visits to my native town. He died in\\nmiddle life, his wife following him many years\\nlater. Two of his children remain in Hollis,\\nbut the old home has passed out of the family.\\nJust across the road, at the home of Mr.\\nPaull, has just passed away one who was, prob-\\nably, in her teens seventy years ago the\\naged and highly esteemed Mrs. Clarissa Far-\\nley Eaton, the last representative, I think, of\\nthe large and strong family of Squire Farley,\\nsenior.\\nShould I call at the next house and describe\\nthe home as it used to be, I should tell of find-\\ning Captain Page Farley, with his honored\\nmother at the head of the household. The\\nwife had passed away from her husband s side\\nbefore my remembrance. I should speak of\\nthe little daughter a few years old, so frail and\\ndelicate that the wise mothers of the neighbor-\\nhood were wont to shake their heads and whis-\\nper that the dear child would never live to\\ngrow up. But she did live to a ripe age.\\nWhen she was ten years old she had a merry\\nThanksgiving party, and I had the happiness\\nof being one of her guests. Her father s ten-", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0075.jp2"}, "76": {"fulltext": "66 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nder affection for the fragile child was manifest-\\ned in his great care for her, and in providing\\neverything that love could suggest for her ad-\\nvantage. The Captain, as I have said, was a\\ntanner by trade. He prospered by close atten-\\ntion to business, and a faithful exemplification\\nof the principle that honesty is the best pol-\\nicy. His strict justice was so well known that\\nit was often said, when he tanned sheep-skins\\nat halves, that the smallest child might be\\nsent to receive the owner s share. I remember\\nthat the first cooking-stove was introduced into\\nHoUis by him. He died in middle life, but his\\nfeeble daughter was near seventy years of age\\nbefore she followed him. She made wise dis-\\nposition of the property left her by her father\\nand its accumulations. All who look upon the\\nfine high school building are reminded of the\\nbenevolence and public spirit of Miss Mary\\nSherwin Farley.\\nA few steps further southward will bring us\\nto the home of Dr. William Hale. His was an\\nenergetic, busy life, driving day after day over\\nthe rough roads about Hollis and off to Brook-\\nline, on his missions of mercy. His gentle,", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0076.jp2"}, "77": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 6/\\nwinning ways endeared him to the families\\nwhich he served, and mothers willingly entrust-\\ned their tender little ones to his hands. To\\nfeed and clothe his large family from the small\\nfees collected by country physicians at that\\ntime, required the faithful and heroic efforts of\\nthe brave man he was. He lived lo a great age\\nI think over ninety years. None of his chil-\\ndren remain in Hollis. One grandson, William\\nE. Hale, resides in Oakland, California. He is\\na successful and popular business man, and at\\npresent (1891), sheriff of the county.\\nI come next to the dwelling of Mr. Sewall\\nButterfield, He, too, had many children to\\nprovide for from his daily earnings. So he\\nsewed and hammered away at his shoe-bench,\\nday after day and year after year, always keep-\\ning up good courage. If I remember rightly,\\nhis boys began early to help bear the family\\nburdens, or at least to strike out for themselves,\\nand as the years went by they all sought homes\\nelsewhere. The parents long ago passed over\\nthe river, and the little home went into other\\nhands.", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0077.jp2"}, "78": {"fulltext": "6S HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nVIII.\\nSeventy years ago Major Luther Hubbard\\noccupied and owned a cottage a little to the\\nsouth of Butterfield hill. A worthy and indus-\\ntrious man, he followed through life the trade\\nof stone cutting. Wherever there was stone\\nwork to be done, there was he with hammer\\nand chisel. He is associated in my memory\\nwith those dark and dismal abodes of the dead\\nwhich we called The Tombs, for I remember\\nhis building them, not far south of his own\\nhouse. It wasa melancholy row of stone vaults,\\nfull of terror and mystery to my boyish mind.\\nI used to hear them sing in church and confer-\\nence meetings, in dreary, wailing minor tones,\\nHark, from the tombs a doleful sound,\\nMine ears attend the cry;\\nYe living men, come view the ground,\\nWhere you must shortly lie.\\nIt was all Greek to me, except that some very\\ndreadful associations clung around those\\ngloomy tombs which made me skim by them\\non flying feet, if ever I had to pass them in the", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0078.jp2"}, "79": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 6g\\ndusk, trying hard to close my ears against the\\ndoleful sound which I expected to hear, and\\ntaking very great care not to view the ground\\nany more than was necessary, as I sped away.\\nBut good Mr. Hubbard was not to blame for\\nmy childish terrors. There was nothing dole-\\nful about him, and I have very pleasant recol-\\nlections of his family. There were four or five\\nchildren, all older than myself. Luther Pres-\\ncott Hubbard is the one I knew best. At the\\ntime I speak of, he was a lad of thirteen years,\\nand the fire that had been burning in HoUisfor\\nseventy-five years had already begun to warm\\nhis youthful mind, and kindle aspirations for\\nan education. He made the most of the op-\\nportunities within his reach, studying hard at\\nhome and at Pinkerton academy. In 1824, we\\nfind him at Nashua, hammer in hand, helping\\nto erect the first cotton factory in that town.\\nStudies in architecture were pursued in Boston,\\nand there the young man superintended the\\nfitting of the granite for the Tremont House.\\nHis skilled hand and trained eye also contrib-\\nuted to the building of Bunker Hill monument,\\nand he is pleased to remember that while at", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0079.jp2"}, "80": {"fulltext": "70 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nwork in Quincy he saw President John Adams\\nat his ancestral home.\\nThe great metropolis has always drawn its\\nbest life and talent from the country, and in\\n1827 young Hubbard realized a long-cherished\\ndesire to make his home in New York. The\\nwork of his hand may yet be seen in that city\\nupon some of the buildings in Wall, Pearl and\\nadjacent streets. But he was not to give his\\nlife to building. Sixty-one years ago, by the\\nadvice of his wise pastor, the Rev. Samuel H.\\nCox, D. D., he laid aside architecture to engage\\nin works of active benevolence. During more\\nthan thirty years of missionary labor, he dis-\\ntributed above a hundred thousand copies of\\nthe Scriptures, and, whenever possible, a kind\\nand helpful word accompanied each volume.\\nAs an officer of the American Seaman s Friend\\nSociety, he has labored continuously for nearly\\nsixty years, and is now financial agent of the\\nsociety. He has also been for forty years the\\nhighly honored secretary of the New England\\nSociety of New York, whose annual banquets\\nare famous for the brilliant and witty oratory\\nwhich graces them, for their atter-dinner speak-", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0080.jp2"}, "81": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0081.jp2"}, "82": {"fulltext": "t", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0082.jp2"}, "83": {"fulltext": "::^U^cZ^t:^^^/ ^c^^", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0083.jp2"}, "84": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0084.jp2"}, "85": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 7I\\ners are always selected from the most gifted\\nand illustrious men of the time. At these an-\\nniversaries Mr. Hubbard s tall and stately fig-\\nure is always a noticeable feature, all the more\\nso since he has taken on the snowy locks of the\\noctogenarian. It was at one of the banquets\\nof the New England Society that a humorous\\nspeaker brought out a burst of applause by\\nclaiming that they had among them a veritable\\nrelic of Puritanic times, for he was certain that\\ntheir venerable secretary came over in the\\nMayflower. Mr. Hubbard is an interesting\\nwriter, a leaflet which he wrote many years\\nago upon the use of tobacco being especially\\nvaluable. It is entitled How a Smoker got a\\nHome, and has been widely circulated. It is\\nsafe to say that it has had millions of readers.\\nTranslated into Spanish, it has been extensively\\nread in Mexico. Call upon Mr. Hubbard now,\\nat Greenwich, Conn., and you will find him\\nwith his good Hollis wife, Mary Tenney Hub-\\nbard, in his beautiful Christian home. Four of\\ntheir eight children are still living.\\nLuther Prescott Hubbard, Jr., born in New\\nYork City, served for four years in the Federal", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0085.jp2"}, "86": {"fulltext": "72 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\narmy during the Civil War; he was engaged in\\nthe first battle of Bull Run and in that of Wil-\\nliamsburg. Though twice hit with ball and\\nshell, he escaped with unimpaired vigor and\\nenergy. Coming west a few years after the\\nclose of the war to stay, as he said, he spent\\nsome time in business in Grinnell, Iowa, but\\nsoon found his way to Minneapolis, Minnesota,\\nwhere he commenced his business career as a\\nclerk for C. A. Pillsbury Co., owners of the\\nlargest flouring mills in the world. Mr. Hub-\\nbard became cashier for their immense business.\\nWhole trains of cars stand delivering wheat at\\nthese mills, while other trains are starting for\\nNew York, loaded with thousands of barrels of\\nflour from the same establishment. To manage\\nthe finances of the large business requires a\\nman of no common business talent, to say\\nnothing of the unimpeachable integrity de-\\nmanded. Mr. Hubbard has held the place for\\nsixteen years. I do not know what his salary\\nis. He says, They give me more than I could\\nask. I have spent a day with him at his\\npleasant summer home on Lake Minnetonka,\\nand have sat with him at his desk in his office", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0086.jp2"}, "87": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 73\\nand seen him sign single drafts for the firm as\\nlarge as $25,000. All their drafts are signed\\nby him. A few years ago while Mr. Hubbard\\nwas away on a vacation visit to his father, Mr.\\nC. A. Pillsbury, the head of the firm, ventured\\nto send drafts to New York signed by himself.\\nHis name was unfamiliar to New York bankers,\\nand he was obliged to telegraph to Mr. Hub-\\nbard, at Greenwich, to go into the city and\\nvouch for his millionaire chief.\\nFrederick Augustus Hubbard had the good\\nfortune to be born at the old Tenney home-\\nstead in Hollis. After graduating from the\\nLaw School of the University of New York, he\\nspent two years as a student of law in the ofiice\\nof William M. Evarts. He resides in Green-\\nwich, Conn., and is a member of the bar both\\nin New York and Connecticut.\\nThe only daughter, Mary Tenney Hubbard,\\nwas also ushered into the world at the old\\nhome in Hollis. After having been graduated\\nat Vassar College she returned to her home,\\nand is now the only child remaining with her\\nparents.\\nWilliam Norris Hubbard, of the Williams", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0087.jp2"}, "88": {"fulltext": "74 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nCollege class of 1883, after thorough profes-\\nsional studies, established himself in New York\\nCity as a physician. In addition to his medi-\\ncal practice he is one of the lecturers of the\\nNew York Polyclinic.\\nTwo sons, John Theodore, and Benjamin\\nFarley Hubbard, were both called to the high-\\ner service in the freshness of young manhood.\\nJohn died at twenty-four, in Minneapolis, soon\\nafter entering upon a promising business ca-\\nreer; Benjamin died at twenty-one, while look-\\ning forward to a life of usefulness as a minister\\nof the gospel.", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0088.jp2"}, "89": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 75\\nIX.\\nNot far beyond Major Hubbard s is the house\\nwhich is now the home of R.E. Tenney, second,\\nson of Wm. N. Tenney, and his excellent wife,\\nSally Cutter Tenney, where I have been so hos-\\npitably entertained during several of my later\\nvisits to Hollis. It was my mother s ancestral\\nhome. The first of the Tenneys in America\\ncame from Rowley, England, in 1639, and set-\\ntled in Rowley, Mass. The Puritan piety and\\ndevotion which led him to forsake home, and\\nfriends and comfort, and brave the perils of\\nthe wilderness, for the principle of religious\\nfreedom, long survived in his descendants. It\\nis recorded that in the town of Bradford, Mass.\\nthere was a succession of deacons in the Tenney\\nfamily a hundred years long, while at least\\ntwenty of the name became ministers of the\\ngospel. The same religious fervor character-\\nized the family when it was transplanted to\\nHollis in 1737. In that year William Tenney\\nestablished a home upon the spot where the", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0089.jp2"}, "90": {"fulltext": "j6 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nTenney homestead stands to-day, and from that\\nday to this the farm has remained in the pos-\\nsession of his direct male descendants. In il-\\nlustration of the earnest piety which was char-\\nacteristic of his family, the following incident\\nis on record. Pastor Emerson called to con-\\nsole the widow after William Tenney s death.\\nAs he spoke of the virtues of the good man\\ngone to his reward, she exclaimed with empha-\\nsis, Do talk to me of my ascended Lord, and\\nnot respecting my dead husband! The sec-\\nond of the name in Hollis was Captain William\\nTenney, who served at Lexington and Cam-\\nbridge, and in other engagements of the Rev-\\nolutionary War. He was a man who gave val-\\nuable aid in laying the foundations of society.\\nHis wife was Phoebe Jewett, and of their ten\\nchildren seven lived to maturity. Mrs. Tenney\\nwas a very delicate woman a mere bundle of\\nnerves, and in her latter years suffered great-\\nly from nervous imaginations. For years there\\nwere frequently times when she felt certain\\nthat death was near at hand. Her husband s\\ncalm strength, and wise and gentle manage-\\nment always soothed and controlled her excite-", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0090.jp2"}, "91": {"fulltext": "MOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nment, and, it is said, that he failed but once\\nto yield to the wishes of the invalid. That\\nwas on a busy afternoon when he was at work\\nin the hay-field south of the house. His wife\\nsent for him in great haste, with the assurance\\nthat she was about Lo die. He heard the mes-\\nsage without laying down his pitch-fork, and\\nreplied, quietly, Ask her to please put it off\\ntill I get this hay in.\\nTheir eldest son. Rev, Caleb Jewett Tenney,\\nD. D., took first rank and honors at his gradu-\\nation from Dartmouth College in the class of\\n1801, of which Daniel Webster was a member.\\nAfter serving for ten years as pastor of the\\nCongregational Church at Newport, R. I., he\\nremoved to Connecticut and was settled over\\nthe church in Wethersfield, then the most im-\\nportant in the state. So acceptable were his\\nlabors there that, when he lost his voice after\\ntwenty years of pastoral work, his church de-\\nclined to accept his resignation, permitting him\\nfor six years to furnish a supply in the hope\\nthat his voice would be restored. He is re-\\nmembered as an able preacher, a model pastor,\\nand as one especially gifted with wisdom and", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0091.jp2"}, "92": {"fulltext": "78 MOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nskill in settling difficulties. A near neighbor\\nof my own, the Rev. Timothy G. Brainerd, an\\naged minister who once resided in Dr. Tenney s\\nfamily, has given me an illustration of this last\\ntrait. Walking one day with Dr. Tenney, they\\npassed a fine residence and the doctor related\\nan incident which occurred when the occupants\\nwere the young parents of one little child. The\\nmother only was a professed Christian, and she\\nwished the child baptized. The father had\\nleanings toward the Baptist faith, and objected.\\nThe controversy grew sharp, and a coldness\\ndivided the hitherto happy couple. They\\nagreed, however, to submit the question to\\ntheir pastor, Dr. Tenney. Ah! he said, after\\nlistening patiently and kindly to both sides,\\nYou have never been properly and thoroughly\\nmarried, or you do not remember the solemn\\npromises you have made to God. Stand up\\nnow, and take each other by the hand while I\\nmarry you once more. So deeply were they\\nimpressed by the solemn pledges of mutual\\nlove and forbearance required in the second\\nmarriage ceremony, and by the earnest prayer\\nin which their pastor laid their difificulties be-", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0092.jp2"}, "93": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. /Q\\nfore the Lord, that there was never after any\\nhint of trouble between them. Dr. Tenney s\\nwife was the attractive and accomplished Ruth\\nChanning, niece of the celebrated Dr. William\\nEllery Channing.\\nPhoebe Jewett Tenney, the eldest daughter\\nof Capt. Tenney, was the wife of Dr. Cutter,\\ndeacon for many years in the HoUis church.\\nNancy, my own mother, married Abner B. Little\\nand removed with him to Illinois in 1836, and\\ndied there.\\nWilliam, the second son, was a graduate of\\nDartmouth, and became a lawyer in New Mar-\\nket, N. H. Sarah, who was next in age, mar-\\nried Mr. Boynton of Westford, Mass. Lucinda\\nbecame the wife ot Deacon Kimball of Temple,\\nN. H.\\nWhen Captain William Tenney died in i8c6,\\nhis youngest son, Ralph Emerson Tenney, was\\na lad of sixteen years, and, as was customary\\nin those days, the boy was placed in charge of\\na guardian and regularly bound out by him.\\nThe instrument which was drawn at the time\\n(probably by Jesse Worcester, Esq.) has been\\npreserved, and I am indebted to Miss H. M.", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0093.jp2"}, "94": {"fulltext": "80 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nTenney of Greenwich, Conn., for a copy which\\nlies before me. It seems to me of sufficient\\ninterest to justify my giving it in full:\\nAn agreement or bargain between Ephraim\\nBurge of Hollis, gentleman, and guardian for\\nRalph Tenney, a minor, on the one part, and\\nthe widow Phcebe Tenney, of said Hollis, on\\nthe other.\\nThe bargain is as follows:\\nSaid Ralph is to live with his mother, the\\nsaid widow Tenney, from the present time un-\\ntil he shall arrive at the age of twenty-one\\nyears, all of which time he is to be faithful,\\ndutiful, and obedient, and carefully to refrain\\nfrom all those vices and practices which it is\\nreasonable that common apprentices should\\nbe required to conduct. And further, the said\\nwidow Tenney is to improve the whole of said\\nterm as though it were her own, two pieces of\\nland which were assigned to said Ralph in the\\nlast will and testament of his father, William\\nTenney, dec d, which lands are known by the\\nname of the Hosier meadow, and wood-lot\\nand road pasture; and the said widow Tenney\\non her part engages that she will from time to", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0094.jp2"}, "95": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 8 1\\ntime and at all times during said term provide\\ndecent and suitable clothing and provision, and\\nlodging -suitable for such a young man, and in\\nall respects during said term she engages to do\\nfor and to treat said Ralph well as it is reason-\\nable that a master should be required to do for\\nor treat an apprentice, and at twenty-one to\\nclothe him with three suits; and further she\\nengages to give him two months schooling in\\neach year, and to keep for him the whole of\\nsaid term one yoke of oxen or to the value\\nthereof in other stock as he shall choose and\\nprovide, and also to give annually ten bushels\\nof rye. And at the age of twenty-one years\\nshe hereby obligates herself to pay him two\\nhundred dollars in money, or to bear interest,\\nand if not paid in one year, compound interest\\ntill paid; and it is further agreed by the parties\\nthat in case said Ralph should by reason of\\nsickness or wounds, be unable to labor at any\\none time for more than one week, the said\\nwidow shall have full compensation for the\\ntime which he shall lose in this manner, viz.:\\nall over one week at a time, and that he shall\\nbe at the expense of all physicians and sur-", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0095.jp2"}, "96": {"fulltext": "82 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\ngeons for himself during said term; but for all\\nthe time he shall lose by sickness and not ex-\\nceeding one week at a time nor for any nursing\\nor boarding, there shall be no charge against\\nsaid Ralph.\\nAgreed to this fifteenth day of Sept., 1806, by\\nPhcebe Tenney,\\nEphraim Burge.\\nAssented to by Ralph E. Tenney.\\nAttest: Jesse Worcester.\\nThis same Ralph E. Tenney succeeded to\\nthe homestead. To it he brought, in 1818, as\\nhis second wife (his first wife was Olive Brown,\\nwho lived but a short time after her marriage),\\nPhoebe C. Smith, the good and faithful help-\\nmeet who made his home bright and happy\\nthroughout his life. A few rods from the fam-\\nily residence a little house, once used as a malt-\\nhouse, had been fitted up for the reception of\\nthe town s poor whom Mr. Tenney bid off\\naccording to the curious custom of the time.\\nMy earliest recollections of my aunt, Mrs.\\nTenney, are connected with the generous plat-\\nters of excellent food which I was accustomed\\nto see her carry out to those unfortunate ones.", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0096.jp2"}, "97": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 83\\nShe moved among them like a queen, forgetful\\nof her high estate, and seeking only to carry\\ncomfort and cheer to the needy; or like an\\nangel of mercy, shedding the light of her high-\\ner life upon darkened pathways. All through\\nher long life, in her own large family, in the\\nchurch and in the town, she was one of the most\\nactive and useful of women.\\nMr. Tenney early ranked as one of the sub-\\nstantial men of Hollis. He was wise above\\nmany, for he knew both how to speak (and to\\nspeak well), and how to hold his peace. To\\nmany of those who knew him, he was, like\\nGeneral Grant of recent years, the silent man\\nbut when he chose to speak, his words were\\nweighty ones, with an influence which the words\\nof no chatterer can carry. Hollis was a whig\\ntown. Mr. Tenney was an Adams man in 1824,\\nbut in 1828 he espoused Jackson s cause. On\\nlearning the fact, Squire Pool said, That turns\\nHollis.\\nIn the course of his career Mr. Tenney filled\\nnearly all the different town offices, and was\\nfor many years deputy sheriff of the county.\\nHe also served several terms in the State Leg-", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0097.jp2"}, "98": {"fulltext": "84 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nislature, both in the House and in the Senate,\\nAll of his children, except the eldest son, Wil-\\nliam N. Tenney, who inherited the home farm,\\nfound distant homes. Emeline, who became\\nMrs. Putnam, of Bedford, Mass., was a charm-\\ning and lovable woman. She died many years\\nsince. Mrs. Phebe Tenney Mclntire rejoices\\nin one son, Frank K. Her home is in Salem,\\nMass. Mary Tenney is the fortunate wife of\\nMr. L. P. Hubbard, of Greenwich, Conn., and\\nher youngest sister, Harriet Maria Tenney, for-\\nmerly one among the many teachers who have\\ngone out from Hollis, has for some years re-\\nsided with Mrs. Hubbard.\\nSarah Tenney, Mrs. Rodney J. Hardy, has\\na home in the pleasant Boston suburb of Ar-\\nlington. She has six or seven bright boys and\\ngirls, some of whom have won honors for the\\nfamily at the various New England colleges.\\nThe two younger sons came to the west.\\nNear the Chicago Post Office, at 46 Lakeside\\nBuilding, is the business home of Ralph A,\\nTenney, the elder of these two, who has spent\\nthe last forty-one years mainly in the state of\\nhis adoption, Illinois. He was at first located", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0098.jp2"}, "99": {"fulltext": "/t^ ?^Z^", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0099.jp2"}, "100": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0100.jp2"}, "101": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 85\\nat Kewanee, being, indeed, one of the original\\nfounders and proprietors of that thriving town,\\nand labored with characteristic public spirit to\\npromote its best interests. Then came four\\nyears of service as Captain in the United States\\narmy. Since then, Chicago has been his resi-\\ndence with intervals for extensive travels in\\nthe East and on the Pacific slope. No man\\nlives who holds more sacred, than R. A. Ten-\\nney, the memory of his childhood s home. No\\none rejoices more than he in the honors which\\ncome to HoUis through the lives brilliant, dis-\\ntinguished, famous, or simply noble, upright\\nand good of those whom she has sent forth to\\ndo the world s work. He loves the old home,\\nbut wherever he has lived merry, genial,\\nwhole-souled, generous man that he is he has\\ngathered round him such a host of friends, and\\nmade himself so large a place in their esteem,\\nthat ever after that place is home to him,\\nand claims him as her own. With a heart as\\nwarm and tender as a woman s, his own confid-\\ning, trustful spirit and winning manner draw all\\nto him. To old and young alike he is just\\nRalph, and the name is a synonym for all", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0101.jp2"}, "102": {"fulltext": "86 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nthat is cordial and kind and cheering. I al-\\nways think of him as young; he looks young\\nand feels young; but, dear me, he isn t young.\\nWhy, he has several grandchildren, and one of\\nthem is a young lady grown.\\nRalph s youngest brother, Charles F. Ten-\\nney, has long resided at Bement, 111., where he\\nhas been a successful business man. A part of\\nhis interesting family have recently visited\\nHollis with him. Mr. Tenney is highly es-\\nteemed in his town and county, as is proved by\\nthe majority which he received on the occasion\\nof his election to the State Legislature. An-\\nother Hollis man may be found in Bement, a\\nbrother of R. E. Tenney, now living in Hollis.\\nI am told that he is doing a good business\\nthere. Still another brother has found an Iowa\\nhome at Farragut.\\nAll this passes before my mind as I linger in\\nthought about my grandfather s farm. I can-\\nnot leave the spot of so many associations with-\\nout remembering that it was my mother s birth-\\nplace, the home of her happy girlhood; that\\nhere she commenced her faithful, Christian life;\\nthat here she was married, and from here went", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0102.jp2"}, "103": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 8/\\nforth to make the new home which provides\\nthe setting for the dearest of my own early\\nmemories.\\nMay the line of Tenneys, to own and occupy\\nthe dear old place, never fail; but may it never\\nfall to a Tenney who shall not, in life and char-\\nacter, be worthy to succeed to so rich an in-\\nheritance and so noble an ancestry.", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0103.jp2"}, "104": {"fulltext": "88 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nIn the neighborhood of the Hubbards and\\nthe Tenneys lived Benjamin Farley, senior,\\nfather of Benjamin Mark Farley. I remember\\nhim only as a retired gentleman. In describing\\nhim I cannot do better than to quote from a\\nspeech of L. P. Hubbard, Esq., delivered in\\ni8So. He was a gentleman of the old school.\\nHe took a great interest in the boys. I worked\\nfor him sixty years ago; he could not have\\ntreated me more kindly if I had been his own\\nson. On Saturdays, several hours earlier than\\nusual, he would say, Boys, it is time to quit\\nwork and get ready for the Sabbath.\\nA little beyond we now find Mr. and Mrs.\\nJefferson Farley. I well remember the latter\\nas a child, living at home with her father, Cap-\\ntain Ben. Farley, as he was familiarly called.\\nLet us stop next at the home of Amos East-\\nman, Esq. He was already, in my childhood,\\nfar on the downward side of the hill of life, but\\nhe had been one of the strong, positive men of", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0104.jp2"}, "105": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 8g\\nthe town. He had served in the Revolutionary\\nWar, and had held many important offices in\\nHollis. In 1826 I worked for him several\\nweeks, picking apples; and I now recall that in\\nthe last year of my residence in Hollis, in 1832,\\non one Sabbath afternoon, I attended the\\nfuneral of the venerable man, and listened to\\nan impressive sermon from the text, Blessed\\nare the dead who die in the Lord.\\nHis was a fine farm, and, judging from the\\ntax-list, he must have been an extensive prop-\\nerty owner. I have before me a list of those\\nwarned out in 1822, by the Selectmen, B. M.\\nFarley and Wm. Ames, to work their road tax,\\nat the rate of eight cents per hour for a man,\\nand the same for a yoke of oxen. Here are a\\nfew of the items: Amos Eastman, $14.64;\\nDaniel Lawrence, S7.36; Benjamin Farley, Esq.,\\n;^3.25; R. E. Tenney, ^4.42; Dr. William Hale,\\n;g2.37; Alpheus Eastman, $3.17; James Hardy,\\n.73.\\nNext door dwelt Mr. Alpheus Eastman, an\\ninteresting man of great life and activity. I\\nalways liked the man in spite of the fact that\\nhe dreadfully disappointed my boyish aspira-", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0105.jp2"}, "106": {"fulltext": "go HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\ntions when he decided, once upon a time, that\\nI was too young to attend his singing school.\\nPerhaps if he had been willing to take me then\\nunder his skillful tuition, I might be now a bet-\\nter singer than I am. He was high-keyed him-\\nself, but none too much so for a man who keeps\\nhimself well under control. I doubt not that\\nthe sweet singer, the lover of earthly music, has\\nbeen for many years as we count time sing-\\ning the new song of the redeemed, above.\\nHis son, William Plummer Eastman, very near\\nmy own age, was called to the ministry. He\\npreached successfully through life in Ohio, and\\na few years ago was called to his reward.\\nPassing by the Lawrence farm, a few years\\nago, I found that it had been divided up, and\\nthe mutations of three-score years had stripped\\nit of all representatives of the old family which\\nI recollect. It lay south of the home last men-\\ntioned, and was the residence of Daniel Law-\\nrence, one of the staid citizens of HoUis, an ex-\\ntensive farmer, with a large family. The\\nnames which he chose for his sons are evidence\\nof his acquaintance with the Holy Scriptures,\\nfor they are all to be found therein. Daniel", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0106.jp2"}, "107": {"fulltext": "MOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. QI\\nwent early to seek his fortune in the wilds of\\nthe West. Mark followed his father s calling.\\nLuke was indeed the beloved physician, but\\nhis life was full of suffering, and he died young.\\nCaroline went about among the various families\\nof the town, in the capacity of tailoress, and\\nwas greatly beloved by all who knew her.\\nSouth of the Lawrence farm lived Jesse Read,\\nwho removed some time since, to New York\\nCity.\\nGoing on a little farther in this direction, I\\nreach one of those old stone posts, common in\\nNew England, set up according to law as bound-\\nary marks. The capital letter H cut in the\\nnorth side of the stone, gives me notice that I\\nmust not pass beyond, even far enough to look\\nat the P* on the opposite side, if I would not\\nstep out of the town of Hollis, out of New\\nHampshire, out of my bailiwick, and into the\\ntown of Pepperell, Mass.\\nFog End is close at hand. It was fully\\nseventy years ago that I first knew Mr. Matthew\\nWithington who lived on the corner next to the\\nblacksmith shop. For the times, he was a good\\nand somewhat progressive farmer, and I re-", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0107.jp2"}, "108": {"fulltext": "92 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nmember that he brought in improved stock.\\nWe boys always used to look with wonder at\\nthe blacksmith, Mr. William Adams, with his\\nbowed form, bent nearly at right angles. He\\nseemed to be, in spite of it, a strong, healthy\\nman. He was very ingenious, and made good\\nrifles in all their parts.\\nClose by lived Amos Haggett, who, as regu-\\nlarly as the Sabbath morning came, might\\nhave been seen with his wife and daughter on\\nthe way to church, seated in their one-horse\\nchaise, behind his fine, dark bay fast-stepper.\\nThe residence of Captain Flagg is one of\\nthose which I used often to visit with my father,\\nand it seems that when I go again I shall see\\nhim as of old, and hear him talk in his pleasant\\nway, and then, bringing out, every now and\\nthen, that quaint, favorite expression of his,\\nBless my body! Bless my body! But he\\nhas been under the sod these many years. The\\nRev. Mr. Smith was not more regular in attend-\\nance at meeting than Captain Flagg and his\\nfamily, though he was often obliged to stand\\nup during the sermon to prevent drowsiness.\\nIt is pleasant to know that a son occupies the", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0108.jp2"}, "109": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 93\\nold homestead, and all the more so since I have\\nlearned that the wife who presides over the\\nhome is a sister of James and Luther Proctor,\\nwho were my schoolmates at Beaver Brook\\nschool.\\nWestward, toward Brookline, the land was of\\nthe poorest quality. I have not seen it for\\nnearly seventy years, but I am sure I have\\nnever seen more bogs to the acre than were to\\nbe found in these meadows. The poor farmers,\\namong whom were Levi Kemp and Jonas Law-\\nrence, remained upon that wretched soil only\\nbecause they did not know that the great, rich\\nWest was then open to settlement at a dollar\\nand a quarter an acre.\\nRobert Colburn s home was one of the land-\\nmarks of my time. His industry as cooper and\\nfarmer supported a large family. He was hap-\\npy in a cheerful, contented disposition, and his\\nmerry laugh seemed to ring out as readily in\\ntimes of adversity as in prosperity.\\nJf one of the old prophets had shown Jesse\\nWorcester, Esq., three-fourths of a century ago,\\nthat his son, John N. Worcester, would com-\\nmence and his grandsons bring to completion", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0109.jp2"}, "110": {"fulltext": "94 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nthe great improvements on that old farm which\\nhe purchased in the south part of the town, and\\nbring it to its present high state of culture, with\\nits orchards and fruits, and its magnificent build-\\nings, I think he would have found it hard to put\\nfull faith in the vision.\\nThe original Worcester homestead, which\\nhas been in the family for more than a hundred\\nand forty years, is about half a mile from the\\nmeeting-house. As I remember, Mr. Jesse\\nWorcester, who resided there in my early boy-\\nhood, was already growing old, and the young-\\nest of his children was about five years older\\nthan myself. He was a dignified, venerable\\nman, and took an active part in town matters.\\nBeing gifted with unusual endowments, his in-\\nfluence was always important. His youthful\\npatriotism had led him to enter the Revolu-\\ntionary army when only fifteen years of age.\\nHe married, in 1783, Sarah Parker, who proved\\na true helpmeet during the long life they lived\\ntogether. Their nine sons and six daughters\\nall lived to adult age. Fourteen of them were\\nteachers, and seven of the sons aspired to a\\ncollege education. I love to look at the pho-", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0110.jp2"}, "111": {"fulltext": "^4^ -^^^^T-iUJ", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0111.jp2"}, "112": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0112.jp2"}, "113": {"fulltext": "MOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\n95\\ntographs of that remarkable couple. Both are\\nstrong, well-balanced characters. I have fol-\\nlowed the history of their children, and I ask,\\ncan anyone point me to a family like them in\\nnumbers, in character and in ability? One son\\nalone, Joseph E. Worcester, author of the fa-\\nmous dictionary and other books, has brought\\ngreat honor upon his parents and upon his na-\\ntive town. I was best acquainted with John N.,\\nthe son who remained at home and spent his\\nlong life in Hollis. While he lived it always\\ngave me pleasure to meet him, and now that\\nhe is gone, I cherish a strong interest in his\\nenterprising sons.\\nThe old Worcester mansion and farm are still\\nowned by members of the late T. Oilman Wor-\\ncester s family, and his accomplished daughter.\\nMiss L. E. Worcester, resides there. I trust\\nit may be long before the place passes to an-\\nother name.\\nSome time ago, I received from an old Hollis\\nfriend, who has long since left the early home,\\na copy of the record of births in the Center\\nSchool District, from 1798 to 1809, inclusive.\\nAs I read over the long list of names it is like", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0113.jp2"}, "114": {"fulltext": "96 MOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\ncalling the roll of the dead. Many of them I\\nknew. I met them on the street, in school, in\\nchurch. Of those born in the year 1808, eleven\\nare gone. Only two are living now, Luther\\nPrescott Hubbard and David Worcester. The\\nlatter is the youngest of the fifteen children of\\nthe late Jesse Worcester. When we were boys\\nat school, David was one of the large boys, wise\\nand studious, to whom I looked up from my\\nplace among the little shavers. A good\\nmany boys have gone from Hollis district\\nschool to Harvard University, and David Wor-\\ncester was one of them. After spending two\\nyears in Harvard s classic halls, he became\\nhimself a teacher, opening a high school in\\nBangor, Me. Most of his life has been spent\\nthere, but some ten or twelve years ago he\\ncame to Iowa, and now lives in Albion, about\\nthirty miles north of the town in which I re-\\nside. There he dispenses justice to his fellow-\\ncitizens, and they are not disposed to release\\nhim from his important duties, although his\\nyears are four-score and four. In his courts the\\nscales are held with an even balance.\\nThe full account given of this remarkable", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0114.jp2"}, "115": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. g;\\nfamily by Judge Worcester in his History of\\nHollis, published in 1878, makes it unnecessary\\nfor me to dwell upon it. My little sketches,\\nhowever, would be incomplete without some\\nmention of those members of the family whom\\nI knew.", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0115.jp2"}, "116": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nXI.\\nCaptain Jeremiah Dow I knew well. He\\nowned a good farm, was a good farmer, and\\none of the substantial, prosperous men of the\\ntown. He had found a real helpmeet in the\\nwife he had taken from one of the prominent\\nfamilies of HoUis. Tall and strong as was the\\nmanly Captain, he could not stand before the\\nscythe of time, which cut him down some years\\nago.\\nAnother family which rises before me just as\\nI knew them sixty or more years ago, is that of\\nSquire Pool, gentlemanly Squire Pool. It\\nseemed impossible for him ever to be, in word\\nor act, anything but a gentleman. There were\\nthe parents, two sons and five daughters, all in-\\ntelligent, energetic, full of life, and leaders in\\nthe community. Benjamin, the eldest son, was\\nthe tallest man in Hollis, and John, at eighteen,\\nwas a champion wrestler and a very Hercules\\nfor strength. Strong and gifted as they were.", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0116.jp2"}, "117": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 99\\nit is sad to think that, one by one, they have\\nall passed away.\\nI call next at the corner, where lived Deacon\\nEnoch Jewett. He had a bright, energetic,\\nambitious family. Nathan Thayer married in\\nsuccession two of his daughters; another daugh-\\nter married Col. William Emerson. Noah was\\na bright, talented boy, and Gibson became a\\nphysician in Kentucky. Death has claimed the\\ndeacon, his wife, and, I think, all the children.\\nI want to add a few words concerning Dea-\\ncon Burge, though I have previously spoken of\\nhim as an officer in the church. He was one\\nof the ripe Christians, of symmetrical, rounded\\ncharacter, of disciplined heart and head. His\\nlife was full of good works. Take him all in\\nall, I have never known a better deacon. His\\nfamily joined him heartily in works of benevo-\\nlence; none were more faithful to the poor\\nthan they. I have heard the Rev. Doctor Caleb\\nJ. Tenney say, Deacon Burge will come out\\nlike gold from the fire.\\nI am glad to know that the Burge home has\\nbeen kept in the name. Cyrus, a son, lived\\nand died there, and it descends to a grandson,\\nthe present occupant, Mr. C. F. Burge.", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0117.jp2"}, "118": {"fulltext": "100 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nThe important business point in Hollis, out-\\nside the center, seventy years ago, was Run-\\nnells mill. Though there were several other\\nmills in town, none of them had sufficient water\\nto turn the great wheel all the year. Nathan\\nHolt, Captain Wright and Winkel Wright, his\\nbrother, all owned mills which were kept run-\\nning while the water power was adequate, but\\nwere forced to be idle a considerable part of\\nthe year. But the Nashua never ran dry, and\\nit furnished Runnells mill with unfailing power.\\nEvery man, and every boy ten years old in all\\nthe country around, knew the road to that mill,\\nwhere were ground the rye and corn which\\nmade the bread that was the daily food for that\\ngeneration. Fine wheat flour was regarded as\\nan expensive luxury. It was sold in the stores\\nin small quantities\u00e2\u0080\u0094 by the stone or half-\\nstone and used in the various families on\\nspecial festive occasions, or when visitors were\\nentertained.\\nWhen quite a small boy I was taught the\\nway to Runnells mill, and many a time, before\\nI was ten, was I placed on top of a bag of corn,\\nduly balanced across the old horse s back, and", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0118.jp2"}, "119": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. lOI\\nStarted on the long road to mill. It was a long\\ndistance even beyond the Burge farm mentioned\\nlast.\\nA little beyond that, was the Nathaniel Jew-\\nett home, now owned by Mr. William Farley.\\nI recall that at one time the town s poor were\\nsheltered in that house for the five years for\\nwhich they had been auctioned off to the low-\\nest bidder.\\nPlodding along upon a slow walk, we (my\\nold horse and I) pass what was afterwards the\\nFox Farm, and the road that turns to the left\\nto Miles Wright s, then on over poor, sandy\\nland, until we come to Mr. Benjamin Smith s\\nhome. A good man he was, and had married\\none of the proud-spirited, energetic daughters\\nof Deacon Jewett. Why did they stay on that\\npoor little farm? The best that could be said\\nof it was that there was always plenty of water\\nin the Nashua for his horse and cows.\\nNow we come to the bridge, and then, soon,\\nto the mill, where we find Samuel and Eben-\\nezer Runnells, father and son, busy with their\\nvaried labors in saw-mill, grist-mill, and card-\\ning machine; none too busy, however, to help", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0119.jp2"}, "120": {"fulltext": "102 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nthe small boy off his horse, grind his grist,\\nmount him once more on his sack of meal and\\nstart him on his homeward way. As the times\\nwere, that ever-busy mill was a great blessing\\nto HoUis.\\nI learn through the kindness of Mr. D. F.\\nRunnells, of Nashua, that the estate known as\\nthe Runnells mill property was purchased by\\nhis great-grandfather, Ebenczer Runnells, in\\n1777, and given to his son, Samuel Runnells,\\nin consideration of which the said Samuel,\\nby his father s will, was to pay his mother\\nthirty shillings yearly, and was also to make\\nher an annual visit during her natural life\\na duty which he faithfully performed. About\\nthe year 1795 Samuel Runnells built the\\nsaw and grist mill, with two run of stones,\\nand afterwards added a carding mill. For many\\nyears the hum of business there was unceasing.\\nNow all is changed. There is no noise of saw\\nor rumble of mill-stones. If the boy I have\\nbeen speaking of were to stand there to-day,\\nwith his white head and furrowed face, and\\ncall for Samuel Runnells, he would get no an\\nswer. On inquiry he would be told that the", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0120.jp2"}, "121": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. IO3\\nold miller, so well known in his boyish days,\\nhad been dead nearly sixty years. Let him\\ncall for Ebenezer Runnells, and only the cease-\\nless roJl of the swift river will answer, for he,\\ntoo, died more than a quarter of a century ago;\\nand the bare-foot boy now carries the weight\\nof nearly four-score years upon his weary\\nshoulders.\\nThat part of HoUis on the east side of the\\nriver, containing about five hundred acres of\\nland, was known as the Pumpkin Yard. It\\nwas divided into several farms, one of them\\nowned by the Runnells family, one by VVinslow\\nRead, and one by Thaddeus Marshall who had\\ntwo promising sons, Darwin and Freeman, and\\none or more daughters. Dunstable people will\\nnever cease to boast of the good bargain they\\nmade, in ceding the territory of the Pumpkin\\nYard to Hollis, with the consideration that\\nHoUis should build the bridge and keep it up\\nperpetually.\\nOn either side of the Worcester mansion with\\nits family of fifteen children, were two other\\nlarge families. In Mr. Sewall Butterfield s\\nhome, as I have been told, were sixteen chil-", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0121.jp2"}, "122": {"fulltext": "104 MOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\ndren, while Mr. William Wood, less than a mile\\naway, must have been envious with only four-\\nteen. Had these forty-five children all been\\nof school-age together, the three households\\nwould have amply filled a country school house\\nof ordinary size.\\nNot far away lived Elias Conant, a wheel-\\nwright by trade, with a great passion for fox-\\nhunting. I seldom ever saw him unaccom-\\npanied by one or more of his fox-hounds or\\nhis grayhound. Foxes were plenty in those\\ndays. I often saw them as I went to the woods\\npasture for the cows. Sometimes they were\\ntame enough to come out and play with my\\nlittle dog.\\nOnce a year Mr. Conant had friends from\\nSalem, Mass., spending a week with him for the\\nfox-chase. I often watched them searching\\nfor the track of the fox in our pasture. When\\nthey had found it the hounds would start off\\nwith their noses to the ground, uttering their\\npeculiar hoarse bark at every jump. The game\\nwas sly and cunning, and would lead them\\na long chase over the Ratmatat and up to\\nRocky Pond; then turning and doubling the", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0122.jp2"}, "123": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. IO5\\ntrack, I saw him sometimes back near the start-\\ning point, while the bark of the dogs was far\\naway. At times the sounds of the chase con-\\ntinued far into the night. It was fine sport for\\nthe city folks and there was great excitement\\nand great parade over it all. Perhaps the foxes\\nenjoyed it too; I cannot remember that any of\\nthem were ever the worse for all the stir and\\ntumult.\\nA little to the east lived Nathan Holt; a quiet,\\ngood man, reliable in business, and regular in\\nattendance at church on the Sabbath. He was\\na small farmer, and also owned a mill, the water\\nbeing carried from the pond some distance in\\nan elevated box to the overshot wheel, which\\nwas watched with great interest by the boys.\\nMr. Holt had two sons, Artemas and Fifield,\\nand one daughter, Sibyl, who married Asa Far-\\nley, and removed to Michigan.\\nNear by lived Ralph Lovejoy who was feared\\nby the boys as one of the active and watchful\\ntithing-men. I think he served in this office\\nuntil the whole system was dropped or died a\\nnatural death. In those days we had about the\\nsame feeling toward the tithing-men, that the\\nJews had toward the Roman tax-gatherer.", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0123.jp2"}, "124": {"fulltext": "I06 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nThe pleasant place where Mr. Daniel Merrill\\nlived so long and reared his large family is not\\nfar from the meeting-house. Mr. Merrill was\\na good and energetic business man and accu-\\nmulated a fine property. Being a man of\\nstrength and decision of character, he had his\\nown views of business and politics, and occa-\\nsionally spoke out in meeting, as already re-\\nlated. Upon his decease, at a good old age,\\nthe farm descended to his son, William, whose\\ndaughter and only child inherited the proper-\\nty. She now has passed away, and the old home\\nis in the hands of strangers.\\nSamuel Ouaid and Mr. Avery were residents\\nof the immediate neighborhood east and south\\nof the church. The first was a harness-maker,\\nthe second a shoemaker. Mr. Quaid was ac-\\ncustomed to apply himself closely to business.\\nHe married Sarah Boynton in 1825. Mr. Avery\\nwas a jovial, rollicking sort of man, one of\\nthe sort who sleep o nights, I should think.\\nAt all events, I know that he was so fat that\\nwhen he sharpened his knife on his shoe, he\\nhad great difHculty in bringing the two togeth-\\ner. I think he excelled in avoirdupois all the", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0124.jp2"}, "125": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. I07\\nmen in Hollis, except Major Parker, in the\\nsouthwest part of town. He had, withal, a\\na mathematical mind, and often helped the\\nschool-masters when they came upon a particu-\\nlarly knotty problem; he would also leave his\\nwork at any time to puzzle them with hard\\nquestions.\\nLeonard VV. Farley was one of our carpen-\\nters, an excellent and industrious man with\\nsteady nerve and level head, as those would\\ntestify who have seen him high up toward the\\nsky repairing the meeting-house steeple. A\\nfew years later than the time I have been speak-\\ning of, he built a house a little east of town, to\\nwhich he took Miss Butterfield, his estimable\\nwife.\\nAbout half a mile east of the center of the\\ntown was an excellent farm in a good location,\\nwhere lived its owner Jonathan Saunderson.\\nHe had married, in 1792, a sister of Squire\\nPool. At the time of my earliest recollection\\nof them, there was an interesting family of\\nthree sons and two daughters, all older than\\nmyself. Jonathan, the oldest son, received a\\ncollege education and studied law with Squire", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0125.jp2"}, "126": {"fulltext": "I08 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nFarley. He was also a great lover of music,\\nand himself a fine singer. On one occasion,\\non his return to Hollis after a long absence, he\\nattended a conference meeting in the church.\\nMr. Smith gave out a hymn and waited for\\nsome one to start the tune. No one seemed\\nable to do so, till, finally, Mr. Saunderson be-\\ngan with his melodious voice, which so charmed\\nthe congregation that they listened without\\njoining him till he had sung the entire hymn\\nthrough alone.\\nWilliam, the second son, married Miss Mar-\\nshall and remained through life at the old\\nhomestead. Henry became a minister and\\npreached in Vermont and New Hampshire.\\nThe two daughters were beautiful and intelli-\\ngent girls. Both married in Hollis and died\\nyoung. When I left Hollis the venerable\\ncouple were living, but ere long passed from\\nearth, and I think all their children have fol-\\nlowed them.\\nStill a little further east we come to the pleas-\\nant neighborhood made by the Holden and\\nJewett families, among the most worthy and\\ntrue in town. In the Holden household there", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0126.jp2"}, "127": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. IO9\\nwere many children. Caroline was the one I\\nknew best, as she was for several years teacher\\nof Beaver Brook school; but I knew Sarah, also,\\nwho became the honored wife of the late John\\nN. Worcester.\\nAmong the Jewetts, I remember Ralph as a\\nprominent man. In this neighborhood was al-\\nso the home of Jack Jewett, as he was famil-\\niarly called, and of his sister Eliza. They both\\nlived to a good old age, spending their last\\nyears in the Conant house near the center of\\nthe town. They, too, have passed away.\\nA little south of this attractive region lived\\nBurpee Ames, a live, active man for one so\\nnear the Sunset Land, and one who had long\\nbeen identified with the best interests of Hollis.", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0127.jp2"}, "128": {"fulltext": "no HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nXII.\\nA short distance east and south of the HolHs\\nmeeting-house was the home of Deacon Daniel\\nEmerson, a man born in Hollis, and who spent\\nthe seventy-four years of his life there. He\\nwas the son of the first minister, Rev. Daniel\\nEmerson, and no better man ever lived in\\nHollis, unless it was his father.\\nSeventy-one years ago I attended Deacon\\nEmerson s funeral, and was gently led to the\\ncoffin by my mother. His was the first dead\\nface I had ever seen, and I remember how the\\nmarble appearance struck a chill to my heart.\\nThen I saw the people gather about, and wit-\\nnessed their grief; all the town seemed to be\\npresent, the rich and the poor, each mourning\\nthe loss of a friend. I saw the coffin lowered\\ninto the grave and covered. I cannot describe\\nthe feeling that overcame me; I thought it an\\nawful thing to die.\\nI remember the walk home up Conant Lane,\\nwhen my mother told me that the soul was in", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0128.jp2"}, "129": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. Ill\\nheaven, that the body would turn to dust, that\\nGod would watch over that dust, and at the\\nJudgment day it would rise a glorified body,\\nand so it would be with all who were Christians.\\nAs the years passed, even to the time when\\nI left Hollis, people still spoke in praise of\\nDeacon Daniel Emerson. The poor never for-\\ngot to tell how he had helped them, and no one\\never said aught against him. In Worcester s\\nHistory of Hollis is found quite a full account\\nof this man, raised up for the time and place,\\nand from it I quote a few facts. He was born\\nin 1746, married Amy Fletcher in 1768, was\\nchosen deacon in 1775, and held the office un-\\ntil his death in 1821; he was appointed coroner\\nand high sheriff of the county; he served as\\ncaptain through all, or nearly all, the Revolu-\\ntionary War; he was a member of the N. H.\\nCouncil and the Constitutional Convention, and\\nwas Representative to the N. H. General Court\\nnineteen different years. The family of Dea-\\ncon Emerson was an honor to himself and a\\nblessing to the world; three sons Daniel, Jo-\\nseph and Ralph became ministers, the last be-\\ning a professor at Andover Seminary.", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0129.jp2"}, "130": {"fulltext": "112 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nPerhaps among all the shining names of those\\namong the children of Hollis, whom she de-\\nlights to honor, not one will show brighter upon\\nthe heavenly register than that of the Rev. Jo-\\nseph Emerson, the modest, earnest, pious man,\\nfeeble in body but exceedingly vigorous of\\nmind and character. He was a worthy son of\\nhis excellent father, the deacon. He filled sev-\\neral pastorates with eminent success, but the\\nwork for which the world will longest remem-\\nber and honor him was that which he did to\\npromote the higher education of women. In\\nthat cause he was indeed a pioneer. His sem-\\ninary for the education of v/omen as teachers,\\nopened in Byfield, Massachusetts, in 1818, in\\naccordance with his long-cherished purpose,\\nwas the first Protestant female seminary, not\\nonly in America, but in the world. What\\nwould be to-day the status of woman s educa-\\ntion in the United States, but for the life and\\nlabor of Mary Lyon and Miss Z. P. Grant?\\nBoth were pupils of Joseph Emerson, and held\\nhim in loving, grateful remembrance to the lat-\\nest day of their lives, while both were wont to\\nexpress a deep sense of their indebtedness to", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0130.jp2"}, "131": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. II 3\\nhim for his large share in their preparation for\\ntheir great life work. Let every woman who\\nrejoices to-day in the opportunities open to her\\nfor the highest university training revere the\\nmemory of Joseph Emerson.\\nI naturally call next at the house of the old\\npastor, Rev. Eli Smith. I have previously\\nspoken of him, and will only add that he was a\\nstrong man, true to his convictions; nothing\\ncould turn him to the right or to the left from\\nwhat he considered to be duty. Although Mr.\\nSmith was an old man when his labors closed\\nwith the HoUis church, he sought new fields,\\nand preached until about the close of his life.\\nHe married Amy Emerson, daughter of Dea-\\ncon Emerson, and she was indeed a model pas-\\ntor s wife, I will but say of her, Blessed wife,\\nblessed mother, blessed woman in the church\\nand in the town! Three sons and two daugh-\\nters were about this home seventy years ago\\nLuther, Joseph Emerson, John, Catharine and\\nAmy. They all left HoUis early in life, save\\nJoseph E., who still lives on the old homestead.\\nHe has held during his long life many impor-\\ntant positions in town, and represented the", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0131.jp2"}, "132": {"fulltext": "114 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\ntown in the legislature. I saw him in his home\\nnot long since, and he paid me this moderate\\ncompliment, I see by your letters that you\\nretain your memory and faculties yet.\\nI have known tour generations of this family,\\nand, from what I have seen of the fourth, I feel\\nsure that the stock is not running out.\\nDea. William Emerson was one of the live,\\nwide-awake men of HoUis, full of kindness and\\ngood works, and fond of military life; his wife\\nwas a daughter of Deacon Jewett. Perhaps I\\nmay say this was one of the most aristocratic\\nfamilies in town. The children whom I re-\\nmember were younger than myself William,\\nSarah and Charles. William has passed from\\nmy knowledge; Sarah I met, I believe, in i88o;\\nI had lost sight of Charles for nearly sixty\\nyears, but a few years since found him to be a\\nresident of Keokuk, in my own adopted state,\\nand I have since had a pleasant correspondence\\nwith him. As might be expected from his an-\\ncestry, he is a good, reliable man, and an active\\nmember of the Congregational church where\\nhe resides.\\nAcross the street from Deacon Emerson s,", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0132.jp2"}, "133": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. II5\\nand near the southeast corner of the old center\\ncemetery, resided Hannah French, a maiden\\nlady of perhaps forty or fifty years, living alone\\nin two small rooms. She was very industrious,\\nand one of the most devoted Christians I have\\never known. Miss French used to make straw\\nhats for a livelihood, and, being somewhat ec-\\ncentric, when she had occasion to walk the\\nstreets for a longer or shorter distance, she was\\nusually braiding straw and talking to herself.\\nShe attended nearly all the meetings, whether\\nin the church or in distant school-houses, al-\\nways, on week-days, working with her fingers\\nand talking to herself as she proceeded to and\\nfro,\\nHannah French was poor, always poor, but\\none of God s poor, rich in faith and good\\nworks. Eccentric as she was, laugh about her\\nthough they did, she was an advanced Chris-\\ntian. When the American Board had been or-\\nganized some ten or fifteen years, an agent\\ncame to HoUis to raise funds. The sentiment\\nof the people was largely against sending money\\naway from home, but Hannah French advo-\\ncated giving, saying, the world was to be con-", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0133.jp2"}, "134": {"fulltext": "Il6 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nverted to Christ, and the gospel must be sent\\nto the heathen. Poor as she was, she gave her\\nlast cent for the cause of foreign missions. Mr,\\nL. P. Hubbard of Greenwich, Conn., tells me\\nthat the very day on which she gave her all,\\nshe met a merchant who bought a quantity of\\nstraw hats of her, and by this sale her empty\\npurse was again filled. Now we are all up to\\nher standard; now we all see as she saw seventy\\nyears ago. The secrets of the Lord are\\nwith them that fear him.\\nI have already spoken of Ambrose Gjuld,\\nmerchant and postmaster, but I think I did not\\nsay that his wife was a sister of Captain Page\\nFarley. They had three sons and three daugh-\\nters, who held leading positions in society, but\\nall sought distant homes as early as 1830.\\nWhen Ambrose Gould kept the postoffice it\\nwas a small affair, for such an institution had\\nbeen established in HoUis only a few years.\\nNewspapers were not then generally carried\\nthrough the mail, if indeed they were so carried\\nat all, and the tri-weekly mail carried by one\\nMr. Small from Amherst to Groton, and by\\nwhich HoUis was served, did not brini^ us our", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0134.jp2"}, "135": {"fulltext": "MOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. II7\\nnewspapers. I suspect that there was only one\\npaper taken in Hollis in those early days,\\nthough I will not be positive. Certainly there\\nwere just fifty-two numbers taken in Hollis of\\nThe Farmers Cabinet, established in Amherst,\\nthen the county seat of Hillsborough county,\\nin the year 1792, by Richard Boylston. The\\nresponsibility of procuring their papers each\\nweek from the publisher rested on the sub-\\nscribers. They went, by turns, every Saturday,\\nto Amherst, and left the package of papers at\\nMr. Gould s store for distribution, that for the\\nman who must next bring the bundle from\\nAmherst having written on the margin, Your\\nturn next.\\nThe turn of one of the farmers chanced,\\nonce upon a time, to come on his very busiest\\nhaying day. Neither he nor his horse could be\\nspared. The hay must be carted to the barn\\nbefore Sunday, and the papers must be brought\\nfrom Amherst. It was settled that the young-\\nest of the three boys a little chap of nine or\\nten years must go on foot. I don t remember\\nthat the boy s wishes were consulted, but off\\nhe was started on Saturday morning for the", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0135.jp2"}, "136": {"fulltext": "Il8 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nlong walk of nine or ten miles over a strange\\nroad. The boys of those days were not the\\ntimid, delicate creatures we sometimes see now-\\na-days, and the little fellow trudged sturdily\\naway over the hills, whistling to himself for\\ncompany, if I remember rightly, and taking\\ncare to ask every individual he met on the way,\\nwhether that was the right road to Amherst.\\nHaving found the office, and scanned with\\nsharp, curious, boyish eyes the face of that\\ngreat man, the editor, and the mysterious ap-\\npliances of the printing room, he secured his\\nfifty-two papers and turned to retrace his steps.\\nHis mother had not forgotten to fill his jacket\\npocket with a mid-day lunch, and, having left\\nthe town behind, he sat down by the wayside\\nand refreshed himself for the return journey.\\nHe remembers yet how slow and toilsome was\\nhis progress over the sandy road near the cor-\\nner where the four towns, HoUis, Amherst, Mil-\\nford and Merrimac meet, and how he took a\\nshort rest at Joseph Patch s store. He has not\\nforgotten, either, how his weary legs and arms\\nached when he at last reached Mr. Gould s\\nstore and laid the bundle gladly down on the", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0136.jp2"}, "137": {"fulltext": "MOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. IIQ\\ncounter. The years since then have turned Lhe\\nboy s brown hair white, and he has long dwelt\\nfar from the scenes of his childhood, but among\\nthe most vivid of his recollections of seventy\\nyears ago is that of his long walk for those\\nfifty-two copies of The Farmers Cabinet.\\nIn the family of Nehemiah Woods were five\\nsons and two or more daughters, but all left\\nHollis about 1826, In 1S40 the oldest son, Ne-\\nhemiah Park Woods, was commanding a steamer\\non the Mississippi, James, better known in\\nHollis as Jim Woods, I saw in the territory\\nof Iowa, a full-fledged lawyer, in 1840. He re-\\nsided in Iowa until his death, a few years ago.\\nAt that time he was the oldest practicing law-\\nyer in that state and was well known there.\\nNow that I am in the vicinity of the Price\\nhouse, I am reminded that Gibson Jewett be-\\ngan to build, but was unable to finish it, and\\nMr. Price of Boston, one of his creditors, com-\\npleted it. In addition to house and store, he\\nmade what was for the time a fine hall for pub-\\nlic gatherings. Perhaps it was the hall that\\nsuggested to the young people the idea of a\\ndancing school, though the religious sentiment", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0137.jp2"}, "138": {"fulltext": "120 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nof the community was against dancing. A Mr,\\nFrancis Radoux, a Frenchman from Boston,\\nwas engaged as teacher, and a class was formed\\nof a select number of chosen ones, others\\nbeing refused admittance. This naturally gave\\noffense, and another dancing school was organ-\\nized with the intention of using the same hall\\nfor its meetings. To prevent this, school num-\\nber one dispatched an application post-haste,\\nto the owner in Boston, to engage the room for\\nthe whole time of the winter season. Learn-\\ning of this fact an hour later, school number\\ntwo equipped Jewett Conant with a swift steed\\nand a light sulky and ordered him to reach Bos-\\nton in advance of messenger number one or\\nperish in the attempt. Half-way to the goal\\nConant procured a fresh horse, and having dis-\\nguised himself past recognition, had the satis-\\nfaction of passing his rival a few miles out of\\nBoston, winning the race, and securing the use\\nof the hall for two evenings a week, as he de-\\nsired. The excitement in town did not subside\\nuntil the following evening, when Conant re-\\nturned, the champion of victory. So there\\nwere two dancing schools in Hollis that winter.", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0138.jp2"}, "139": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 121\\nXIII.\\nNorth from the Price building lived Jonathan\\nEastman, commonly called Jack Eastman.\\nHe had been educated at Dartmouth College,\\nentered the United States army, and served in\\nthe war of 1812 as paymaster, was at Hull s\\nsurrender in Canada, returned to Hollis with\\nbroken health and died in 1827, leaving an in-\\nteresting family. His son Porter and his daugh-\\nter Eleanor were particularly bright children.\\nThe few lines which I have given to Squire\\nMark Farley seem hardly sufficient for one so\\nwell known, and whose life was of so great value\\nto his native town and state. Yet, perhaps, be-\\ncause his history is so well known to the pres-\\nent generation, I do not need to say more, and\\nwill only add that the men are few indeed who\\ncould have filled his place, or whose services to\\nHollis could have been so important. Of his\\npromising family, Ben was the only son. He\\nproved too modest a man to fulfill his father s\\nhopes by becoming a lawyer, and retired to a", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0139.jp2"}, "140": {"fulltext": "122 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nfarm near Worcester, Mass., where he still lives,\\nfive years older than myself. Squire Farley\\neducated his daughters chiefly at home, open-\\ning for their sakes a small private school for\\nwhich he had fitted up a room, and for which he\\nsecured an accomplished lady, Miss Ripley, as\\nteacher, admitting a small number of pupils\\nfrom neighboring families as companions for\\nhis daughters. Among them was my sister,\\nRuth Channing Little. The time came when,\\none by one, the children had all gone out into\\nthe world, and the wife had been taken from\\nhis side. Then Squire Mark went to reside\\non Beacon St., Boston, with his daughter, Mrs.\\nBancroft, who cheered his last years with her\\naffectionate and tender care. When death\\ncame the aged form was brought to Hollis, to\\nlie amid the familiar scenes, awaiting the res-\\nurrection morn.\\nWhen I was a young man a book was pub-\\nlished entitled The Pleasures of Memory.\\nNot long after, another book appeared, on The\\nPains of Memory. Was ever poet or philoso-\\npher able to grasp it, to fathom it, to under-\\nstand it that marvelous power which preserves", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0140.jp2"}, "141": {"fulltext": "MOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 1 23\\nsecure, indestructible, the minutest atom of\\nhuman experience, while score after score of\\nyears pass over, each seeming to bury deeper\\nand deeper, beyond the possibility of resurrec-\\ntion, the unregarded fragments of early life?\\nYet, by the power of memory they come forth\\nvivid, distinct, full of life and vigor as when\\nfirst they made their impress on the youthful\\nmind. As I have been writing these letters and\\nrevisiting, in thought, the scenes of former\\ndays, and especially since traversing, as I did\\nlast summer, the old familiar streets of Hollis,\\nitems of childish knowledge and experience\\nrise before me with all the freshness and clear-\\nness of sixty or seventy years ago. I have\\nbeen a child again, and lived once more my\\nchildhood and youth. Most of the memories\\nwhich come back to me are pleasant ones, but\\nsome things I could wish buried in oblivion.\\nMemory does not let us choose what things she\\nshall bring forth from her store-house and pass\\nbefore our willing or unwilling eyes. Some-\\ntimes the most trivial or foolish incidents re-\\nturn with most distinctness to our recollection.\\nAs I passed the Deacon Leonard W. Farley", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0141.jp2"}, "142": {"fulltext": "124 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nhouse, last August, it came to my mind that I\\nheard the men say when the house was building,\\nthat Mr. Farley bought for a dollar, a stone\\nnear Mr. Holden s, that split like a chestnut log\\nand furnished the foundation of his house and\\nthe fine door-steps. I had not thought of it for,\\nperhaps, sixty years, and I only vouch for what\\nI heard others say.\\nIn one of the families of which I have writ-\\nten there were two daughters, young ladies of\\nunusual brilliancy, beauty and attractiveness.\\nOne of them had several suitors. There came\\na time when one of these seemed to have got\\nleft, as the boys say now. Then somebody\\nwrote of him in derision a so-called poem,\\nand copies were freely scattered through the\\ntown. There being little literature in those\\ndays, this crude poetic effusion was read by\\nmany, and even committed to memory. After\\nmore than three-score years of oblivion it comes\\nback to me complete as when it first appeared\\non Hollis streets. I venture to repeat a few\\nlines for the benefit of the present generation:\\nA famous young painter in Hollis did dwell,\\nFor fine, foppish ornaments none could excel.", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0142.jp2"}, "143": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 1 25\\nOf his jewels and buttons he often did boast,\\nAnd no one knew how much they cost.\\nHe courted a damsel of fortune and fame,\\nThe fairest of jewels, Miranda by name.\\nHis visits were frequent, yet sad was his grief\\nWhen he found she was absent with William, the\\npriest.\\nWilliam Ames, Esq., living near the center\\nof the town, was an intelligent, industrious, am-\\nbitious man. He was a shoemaker, but he had\\na taste for farming which led him to buy up\\ntracts of meadow and out-lands in different\\nparts of the town. He was a very hard worker;\\nI have seldom known any who equalled him\\nin that respect. Doubtless his life was short-\\nened by his excessive labors. I knew his son\\nand daughter, William and Sarah, as bright\\nand interesting children.\\nDr. Joseph F. Eastman was one of our most\\nmarked men. Born in Hollis in 1772, he stud-\\nied medicine and practiced in New Boston for\\na few years, but returned afterwards to his\\nfarm near the center of his native town, where\\nhe resided until his death in 1865. Worcester s\\nHistory tells us that he was for forty-seven\\nyears Coroner of the town, and for fifteen", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0143.jp2"}, "144": {"fulltext": "126 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nyears Moderator of Town meeting. Being a\\nfearless, outspoken man, he made a good pre-\\nsiding officer. He seems to have had a real\\ntalent for farming, and took special delight in\\nimproving its methods and enlarging its results.\\nHis experiments and improvements were of\\nvalue to many others. More than most men\\nof that time he traveled, taking frequent trips\\nto the state of New York, going, sometimes, as\\nfar as Buffalo. Wherever he went he held an\\nopen mind for the reception of new ideas of\\npractical value, and returned home to apply to\\nhis own business suggestions gathered from his\\nobservations among the farmers of New York\\nhills and valleys, or from the Dutch along the\\nHudson and Mohawk rivers. He was the first\\nin Hollis to exchange the slow ox-team on the\\nfarm for horses, and he did much to develop and\\nimprove the fruits cultivated in this region. In\\nall his enterprises his wife was the best of help-\\ners. There were two sons and four daughters.\\nJoseph, who succeeded his father on his farm,\\ndied in a few years. The daughters showed\\ngreat executive ability. Sophia became the\\nsuccessful head of a state institution at Troy,", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0144.jp2"}, "145": {"fulltext": "MOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 12\\nN. Y. The machinery of the large boarding\\nhouse in Lowell, Mass., over which Abigail pre-\\nsided, ran like clock-work. Sarah, the oldest\\ndaughter, married Jeremiah Dow, in 1818, and\\non her husband s death, in 1876, Mrs. Dow, hav-\\ning inherited her ancestral home as the only\\nremaining member of her father s family, re-\\nturned there to reside.\\nNot far away stood the pleasant house where\\nJoel Hardy spent most of his married life, and\\nwhere most of his children were born, and\\nwhence he was borne to his burial. But I knew\\nMr. Hardy several years before he occupied\\nthis home, when he bought the Aaron Proctor\\nfarm, in 1823, and brought thither his young\\nbride, Eliza Johnson. I remember the eager\\ninterest with which we children watched for the\\ncarriages conveying the bridal party to pass\\nour lane on the wedding day, and what an ele-\\ngant affair we thought it as the procession of\\nfriends and neighbors filed by, escorting the\\nyoung couple from Pine Hill to their new home.\\nJoel Hardy came of good, fighting. Revolu-\\ntionary stock, and himself early became captain\\nof a military company. He was one of seven", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0145.jp2"}, "146": {"fulltext": "128 MOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nsons, all but one endowed with good Scripture\\nnames: Jesse, Joel, Amos, Eli, Luther, Phineas\\nand Daniel. I rather admire the spirit which\\nplaced Luther among the Bible saints and\\nprophets as quite worthy a place in the list.\\nLater J shall have occasion to speak of others\\nof these seven brothers, but now I return to\\nJoel. When only a boy of eleven I worked for\\nhim at dropping corn and other farm labors,\\nand I then had an opportunity to become ac-\\nquainted with both Mr. and Mrs. Hardy. As\\nwe worked in the field together the man of\\nposition and influence, and the boy just begin-\\nning to open his curious eyes in eager question-\\ning as to what the future might hold for him\\nwe talked together, and many an interesting\\nthought dropped into that immature mind\\nabides to-day.\\nFrom the earliest settlement of the town, the\\nroad to the top of Proctor Hill had followed\\nthe hard, steep grade up the hillside. IL waited\\nfor the observant eye of Joel Hardy to see that\\nby curving north, an easy ascent could be\\nmade. By his energy, influence and labor the\\nroad was changed, while all wondered that they", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0146.jp2"}, "147": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. I29\\nshould have travelled the old, steep way so\\nlong.\\nAbout this time I heard the Rev. Mr. Smith\\nread from the pulpit a notice like this: ]ogl\\nHardy and his wife desire to return thanks to\\nGod for recent favors. Whether the occasion\\nfor the thanksgiving was the arrival of Rodney\\nJ., or his oldest sister, I am not quite sure. The\\nold custom of giving public thanks from the\\npulpit for favors of that sort was not continued\\nin Hollis for many years longer. When Rev.\\nDavid Perry came to be pastor of the church,\\nhe declined to read such notices, believing it\\nbetter that the thanks should be offered in pri-\\nvate. After Mr. Hardy left the farm and set-\\ntled in the home which he occupied for the re-\\nmainder of his life, he carried on coopering for\\na time, and afterwards turned his attention to\\ncattle dealing, a business which he continued\\nto follow while he lived. Mr. and Mrs. Hardy\\nreared a large and worthy family. The four\\nboys, having acquired a good business educa-\\ntion, early left home to make their own way,\\nand some of the daughters became fine teachers.\\nSquire Mark Farley complimented, as it seemed", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0147.jp2"}, "148": {"fulltext": "130 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nto me, both parents and children, when he said\\non one occasion, I love to see the HoUis chil-\\ndren come home. Especially do I love to see\\nthe children of Joel Hardy and Ralph E. Ten-\\nney come home. During the past year I have\\nseen a goodly number of the children and\\ngrandchildren of Joel Hardy, and can testify\\nthat the stock is not running out, that the later\\ngenerations are better educated than their an-\\ncestors, and equally enterprising. I speak from\\na knowledge of four generations of the family.\\nIt has been my happiness twice in less than two\\nyears to visit in the family of Rodney J., one\\nof the sons of Joel Hardy, where I have been\\ndelighted to notice the intelligence and culture\\nof the large family of children, presided over,\\nI may be permitted to add, by their mother,\\nwho was one of the Hollis Tenney girls.\\nNorth of Dr. Eastman lived Mr. David Hale,\\nalready in my boyhood an old man. He was\\nborn in Hollis, and there reared his large\\nfamily of boys and girls. John was a great ma-\\nchinist and made many valuable inventions. I\\nbelieve that the cider mill and press invented\\nby him before 1830 have never been surpassed", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0148.jp2"}, "149": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. I3I\\nby any later inventions. All of the large fam-\\nily have now passed from my knowledge ex-\\ncept the two youngest sons.\\nIt was a good citizen and a fine mechanic\\nwho occupied the modest home a little to the\\nwest of Mr. Hale s. Captain Benjamin Farley\\nhad bought it and fitted it neatly up, and there\\nhe spent his after life. He had a very interest\\ning family, but it is sad to learn that only one\\nof the number remains. I had the .pleasure of\\nmeeting that one last summer in the person of\\nMrs. Jefferson Farley (Captain Benjamin Far-\\nley s daughter, Charlotte,) and I am glad to\\nacknowledge here the many kindnesses re-\\nceived from herself and her husband while a\\nguest in theirpleasant home during my stay in\\nHollis.", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0149.jp2"}, "150": {"fulltext": "132 MOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nXIY.\\nVery near my old home, and not far to the\\nwest from Dr. Eastman s towards the Proctor\\nHill, lived Mr. Stephen Farley. Born in 1753,\\nI recollect him only as an old man, one of the\\nplacid, quiet, genuine, good men. Most of his\\neight children lived to adult age, but all except\\nthe gentle, frail Joanna had left the parental\\nhome, and the wife and mother had gone to\\nher grave.\\nStephen Farley, Jr., the eldest son, was a\\ngraduate of Dartmouth College, a fine scholar,\\nand an able preacher. Isaac became a deacon\\nin the Hollis church in 1832. In the father\\nand the invalid daughter, not yet thirty years\\nold, I took great interest when I first knew the\\nfamily, more than seventy years ago. I cannot\\nremember having ever seen Joanna, except up-\\non her bed or in a large rocking-chair, but the\\npale, sweet, loving face always drew me\\ntoward her, and her gentle, unselfish life, so\\nfull of thought for others, so forgetful of her", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0150.jp2"}, "151": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 1 33\\nown suffering, has been my admiration ever\\nsince. Child as I was then, I still remember\\nthe pleasure I used to take in my visits to the\\nlovely invalid and the dear, little, old man. He\\nwas bowed with age and racked with asthma,\\nbut always gentle and kind, with a cheery wel-\\ncome for the boy. Mr. Farley owned a fairly\\ngood farm where he had long resided, but his\\ndesire for rest in his old age and relief from\\ncare, led him to do what is seldom wise for\\nanyone. He made the property all over to a\\nson-in-law, Captain Hubbard, reserving only a\\nlife lease of a little piece of land of three or\\nfour acres south of the road, and the eastern\\npart of the house, with the condition that his\\ndaughter Joanna and himself should be pro-\\nvided for during their lives. It seemed for a\\ntime that the desired rest and ease had been\\nsecured by the plan. Mrs. Hubbard cared\\nkindly for her father and sister. But a change\\nwas made. Another person bought the farm,\\nassuming the obligations imposed upon Cap-\\ntain Hubbard, and disappointment and sorrow\\nwere henceforth the lot of the two dependent\\nones. Neglect and unkindness on the part of", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0151.jp2"}, "152": {"fulltext": "134 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nsome, took the place of affectionate care. Still\\nthe old man made no complaint, but worked\\nhis few acres of land, and did what he could\\nfor his sick child. But they were made to feel,\\nmore and more keenly, that they were an in-\\ncumbrance, and their life grew harder and\\nsadder, day by day. I have seen the tears\\ncourse down the poor old man s face, as he\\nspoke of his changed circumstances. Even the\\npaper which secured him the life use of his\\nsmall piece of reserved land, mysteriously dis-\\nappeared after a time, and others possessed\\nthemselves of the land, but he uttered no harsh\\nwords of blame. The frail form could no longer\\nhold the beautiful, chastened spirit of Joanna,\\nand the forsaken tenement was laid in the\\ngrave, while the free spirit soared upward, and\\nJoanna was no longer an incumbrance.\\nThe old man lived on alone in the east room\\nof his house. How often have I seen him there,\\nreading over and over, the one beloved book,\\nthe old family Bible, and have heard him pray,\\nstanding with his hands upon the back of a\\nchair. Did he sometimes hear, I have won-\\ndered, that voice which said to such as he,", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0152.jp2"}, "153": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 1 35\\nCome unto me, all ye that labor and are heavy\\nladen, and I will give you rest? Did the dim\\nand weary eyes rest with longing upon the\\nwords which pictured the home toward which\\nhe journeyed? And God shall wipe away all\\ntears from their eyes; and there shall be no\\nmore death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither\\nshall there be any more pain. In his old age\\nof loneliness and poverty, did he find heavenly\\ncomfort as he read, In my Father s house are\\nmany mansions. I go to prepare a place for\\nyou! And again, He hath made us kings and\\npriests unto God and his Father. Did he turn\\nfrom thoughts of his worn and thread-bare\\nclothing to visions of the glorified raiment of\\nthe redeemed? Of the great multitude stand-\\ning before the throne, and the Lamb clothed in\\nwhite robes, with palms in their hands? Sitting\\nlonely, in the darkness of night, struggling with\\nhis old enemy, the asthma, for the breath of\\nearthly life, was he not cheered to think how\\nnear must be the green fields and the pure\\nsweet air of heaven? Perhaps he said over and\\nover to himself words of Holy Writ made fa-\\nmiliar with his daily readings, And there shall\\nbe no night there; and they need no candle,", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0153.jp2"}, "154": {"fulltext": "136 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nneither light of the sun; for the Lord God giveth\\nthem light. **They shall hunger no more,\\nneither thirst any more; And they shall see\\nhis face, and his name shall be in their fore-\\nheads. Shrinking, as timid mortals do, from\\nthe crossing of the dread river separating the\\ngloom and sorrow here from the brightness\\nand gladness on the other side, was he not\\nstrengthened as he thought, Yea, though I\\nwalk through the valley of the shadow of death,\\nI will fear no evil, for thou art with me, thy\\nrod and thy staff they comfort me. Then\\nhow he must have rested upon the promise of\\nGod and walked fearlessly on, saying, Blessed\\nare the dead which die in the Lord, that they\\nmay rest from their labors, and their works do\\nfollow them.\\nHe lived on his patient life till that cold Jan-\\nuary in 1837, having ever before him the vision\\nof the city which hath foundations, where the\\nbuilding of the wall of it was of jasper; and the\\ncity was of pure gold like unto clear glass.\\nJoyfully he greeted the summons to enter there,\\nwhere he was no more an incumbrance. And\\nthey took up Stephen and carried him to his\\nburial; and the weary traveler was at rest.", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0154.jp2"}, "155": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. I37\\nXV.\\nWe are now on the borders of Beaver Brook\\nschool district. Some of those living here have\\nbeen mentioned, but I cannot pass by others\\nresiding so near my old home.\\nAbel Farley lived on the farm with Mrs. Ste-\\nvens, and I remember many of his neighborly\\nkindnesses. He and my father often ex-\\nchanged work. I think he was brother to Cap-\\ntain Benjamin, and Leonard W. Farley.\\nThe Farleys were good citizens, amiable and\\ngenuine in character; and the Farleys seemed\\nto like the Farleys, as Abel, Jefferson, Alfred\\nand Perry, married ladies of their own name.\\nNow I climb the Proctor Hill for the last\\ntime in my letters, as probably I have climbed\\nit for the last time in life.\\nMr. Smith used to hold evening meetings at\\nthe home of Aaron Proctor, and I attended\\nsome of them with my parents, when seven or\\neight years of age. I lemember Mr. Smith s\\nasking one and another as to the religious state", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0155.jp2"}, "156": {"fulltext": "138 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nof their minds, beginning generally with the man\\nof the house. Aaron Proctor would say, I\\nfeel pretty stnpid. I could not understand\\nwhat he meant, but the words seemed to be\\ncatching, for I recall that some of the others,\\nas they were questioned, replied also, I feel\\nrather stupid. At these meetings, one, and\\nsometimes two rooms, were filled by the peo-\\nple. How many could be gathered there now\\nat such a meeting? Aaron Proctor was a\\ngrandson of Moses Proctor, who settled early\\non the Hill. Deacon E. J. Colburn, to whom I\\nam indebted for certain dates and other items\\nof interest which I shall use, tells me that he\\nwas, perhaps, the fourth settler of the town;\\nsurely he was a man of real pluck to settle on\\nthat hill at so early a date.\\nNext beyond Aaron Proctor s was the home\\nof Captain Thomas Proctor. His father, Cyrus\\nProctor, lived there before him, and he was a\\nman of much decision of character. He had a\\nhabit of profanity firmly fixed upon him before\\nhis conversion at the time of the great revival\\nin 1801. This so changed his whole life that\\nno one after that ever heard a profane word", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0156.jp2"}, "157": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. I39\\npass his lips. Such is the power of religion!\\nHe had a family of fourteen children, healthy\\nand vigorous. One son received a college edu-\\ncation, and settled in Rockport, Indiana. The\\neducation of the other children was more lim-\\nited, amounting to but eight weeks s chooling\\nin the winter, with hard work in the summer.\\nCaptain Thomas was a man of good natural\\nability, and a kind neighbor; but he was like\\nan unhewn block of granite, lacking only edu-\\ncation and culture to have made a leading man.\\nSeveral of the daughters of Cyrus Proctor set-\\ntled on the hill.\\nFarther to the west lived Nathaniel Proctor,\\na mild and quiet man, and a great worker.\\nHis son Moses, was older than myself, though\\nin school with me. He was a fine scholar and\\nearly began teaching. He became a merchant\\nin Hollis, and afterwards in Charlestown, Mass.\\nLater, he lived on a farm in Milford, where he\\ndied. Ira, a younger son, remained on the\\nhome farm throughout his life.\\nOf the large Austin family, I have known\\nthe history of Page Austin, only. He left\\nHollis in 1834, and settled on a farm in Oak^", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0157.jp2"}, "158": {"fulltext": "140 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nham, Mass., where hehasbeen highly respected,\\nand has held several prominent town offices.\\nEvery Sabbath morning in good weather, the\\ndwellers on Proctor Hill might have been seen\\npassing the lane leading to my father s house.\\nThere would be from ten to twenty or more\\npersons, women as well as men and children, on\\ntheir way to church, on foot. In the early days\\nof my remembrance there were no buggies or\\nspring wagons on the hill. On warm days,\\nmen and boys walked with coats on their arms\\nor with no coats at all. The distance from\\nNathaniel Proctor s or Mr. Austin s was no ob-\\nstacle. When the Sabbath came people ex-\\npected to go to church as a matter of course.\\nEven Capt. Thomas Proctor after he had a\\nlame knee, walked the distance. This habit\\nwas the result of the training which the com-\\nmunity received under Pastors Emerson and\\nSmith.\\nI find that the Colburn farm on Colburn Hill\\nwas purchased and became the home of Nathan\\nColburn, Sr., in 1781. Here he resided until\\n1822, managing the farm himself, until its bur-\\ndens induced him to have his son Nathan re-", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0158.jp2"}, "159": {"fulltext": "MOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. I4I\\nturn and take the farm, relieving him from care.\\nI remember them as they were at that time.\\nNathan, Jr., brought to this home a wif-e and\\nsix children. Naturally, he at once took an\\ninterest in the school, and the children were\\nmy mates as long as Hollis was my home.\\nNathan Colburn, Jr., was a quiet, thoughtful\\nman, who never aimed at display. I can see\\nhim now, standing with one eye closed, think-\\ning deeply. His judgment was good, and his\\ninfluence always for the right. Deacon Enoch\\nJewett Colburn was born in this home, and if\\never I saw him before he became a man, it was\\non the 17th day of February, 1831. On that\\nday his grandfather died, and that night I spent\\nat the house with Amos Farley, to watch the\\ndead, as was the custom.\\nIt is one of the remembered items of family\\nhistory, that on the next day when the vener-\\nable grandfather may be said to have stepped\\ninto the grave to pass forever from human\\nsight, the baby grandson, Enoch Jewett, stood\\nupon his feet and took his first step alone. So\\nit is ordered, One generation goeth and an-\\nother Cometh! The family of Nathan Col-", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0159.jp2"}, "160": {"fulltext": "142 HOLI.IS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nburn, Jr., scattered as they grew to mature\\nyears, one going to Tennessee, one to Ohio,\\none to Pennsylvania, and one, James, to the\\nSacramento valley, in California, where he now\\nresides on a large farm; at least, Hollis people\\nwould think it so, for he owns and farms twenty-\\nfive hundred acres, and is one of California s\\nfinancially strong men. Nathan Colburn, Jr.,\\nwas gathered to his fathers in 1865, at the age\\nof eighty years, I am glad that Deacon E. J.\\nhas stayed by the stuff. He has remained\\non the old place which has been ip the family\\none hundred and ten years. He is a man with\\nthe characteristics of those who early settled\\nthe town; a man useful in the church and the\\ncommunity. As he goes about with his sur-\\nveyor s compass and chain he gathers into his\\nretentive memory a valuable store of historical\\nfacts and bits of interesting information, in\\nwhich he takes special delight, and which help\\nto make him an entertaining companion. His\\nchildren are leaving his home. One is in the\\nfar west, in the state of Washington; another\\nis in the Old Bay State.\\nNathan Colburn, Sr., is represented through", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0160.jp2"}, "161": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 1 43\\nsix generations in the line of Erie and Lucinda,\\nand by five generations through the line of\\nJames and Enoch Jewett, children of Nathan,\\nJr., all within my own lifetime and remem-\\nbrance.\\nStephen Lund s family is the last in this dis-\\ntrict of which I shall speak. A vision rises be-\\nfore me of the old brown horse ploughing\\nthrough the snow with the long sleigh, carry-\\ning Mr. Lund s children to school, so deter-\\nmined was he that they should have an oppor-\\ntunity for education. He had his reward. His\\ndaughters were always chosen first at spelling\\nmatches, and all his children were good scholars.\\nThough somewhat eccentric, Mr. Lund was an\\nupright and worthy man, with an especial scorn\\nfor anything approaching deceit. A story is\\ntold of him which illustrates his own uncompro-\\nmising frankness. There came a time when he\\nwished to secure a wife, and a mother for his\\nchildren. Having selected a suitable person, he\\nmade his proposal somewhat after this style:\\nT am a widower, and I have nine children (just\\nJohn Rogers number). There is not a poorer\\nhouse in town than mine. I am several hundred", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0161.jp2"}, "162": {"fulltext": "144 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\ndollars in debt. My children are as ugly and un-\\nruly as children in general. My wife will be\\nobliged to work hard and will enjoy few luxu-\\nries. Now will you marry nie? Nothing\\ndaunted, the good lady said Yes, and she\\nmade him an excellent wife.", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0162.jp2"}, "163": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 145\\nXVI.\\nAs we set out upon our wanderings to-day,\\nlet us take our position in the northwest school\\ndistrict, near the residence of the late Captain\\nBailey.\\nThere was so much of the salt of real good-\\nness in this part of HoUis, that, as I think of\\none and another who lived there seventy years\\nago, and of their noble, pure and unselfish lives,\\nmy unworthy pen almost shrinks from the task,\\ndelightful though it is. Here was one of the\\nstrong outposts of the church; it was here that\\nMr. Smith held some of his most precious\\nmeetings.\\nWhen we think of Captain Bailey, Deacon\\nPhilip Wood, Solomon Hardy and others\\nworthy like them, it will not seem strange that\\nthe soul of young Eli Sawtelle was early fired\\nto do good. His home was one of obscurity,\\nhis life, one of simplicity. He had been bound\\nan apprentice to a shoemaker. At eighteen\\nyears of age, he bought his time for ninety dol-", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0163.jp2"}, "164": {"fulltext": "146 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nlars, for which he gave his note, payable when\\nhe should return to HoUis, a minister. Then\\nhe went out on foot and alone, with all his\\nworldly possessions in a bundle under his arm,\\nand just fourteen dollars in his pocket. But\\nthe great soul within him burned with a desire\\nfor education, and with a determination to\\npreach the gospel. He made his way through\\nthe wilderness to Tennessee, commenced his\\nthorough course of study and worked his way\\nthrough college and a theological course. Ten\\nyears later, abont 1827, he returned to Hollis,\\nRev. Eli Sawtelle, the eloquent preacher.\\nAmong his first acts was the payment of his\\nninety dollar note. I well remember his ser-\\nmons, so full of earnestness and pathos, and\\nthe revival that followed. He labored as an\\nevangelist for a few years, and then settled in\\nKentucky. Not long after, he was called to\\ntake charge of the interests of the Seaman s\\nFriend Society at Havre, France, where a Sea-\\nman s Chapel was built and a church was or-\\nganized, of which he became pastor. The last\\nfew years of his working life were spent in Sar-\\natoga, where he organized and preached to a", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0164.jp2"}, "165": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. I47\\nCongregational Church. Then the great doc-\\ntor rested a little in his old age before he was\\ntaken home to his reward. A good and strong\\nman came out from this little Nazareth.\\nNor was he the sole preacher of ability from\\nthis district. Solomon Hardy, Jr., was one;\\nand another was Philip Wood, Jr., a noted Pres-\\nbyterian minister in East Tennessee.\\nI acknowledge myself indebted to Mr. C. A,\\nWood, of Piqua, Ohio, for many of the items\\nin this letter. He is the youngest son of the\\nlate Deacon Philip Wood, and, although he\\nlong ago made Ohio his home, has never lost\\nhis interest in his native town, where I met him\\nin 1880.\\nThere were in this school district fourteen\\nfamilies whose children used to attend school\\nin the old house in the sand bank, near the\\nhome of good old Captain Bailey. Two of his\\ngrand-children were in the school.. Ah! Cap-\\ntain, you little knew of the lameness that\\nawaited you in later life, so that a plank must\\nbe laid from your door-step to the wagon, on a\\nSabbath morning, and that strong men must, at\\nthe meeting-house door, lift your wagon from", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0165.jp2"}, "166": {"fulltext": "148 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nthe fore-wheels and rest it on the church steps!\\nNext on the road to Milford, lived Leonard\\nBailey, whose three children attended school.\\nBeyond, lived Solomon Hardy, of ox cart\\nfame. No Pharisee was more exact in his life\\nthan was this good man. His children in the\\nschool were Solomon, Page and Clarissa. On\\nSabbath mornings might have been seen Solo-\\nmon and his family with oxen and cart, and his\\ngentle voice might have been heard saying,\\nGo long. Buck and Berry, as he gave them\\nsoftly a touch of the whip.\\nFrom the home of Mr. Baldwin, farther on,\\nThomas and Rebecca attended school. Other\\nchildren had finished their studies there.\\nNext, on the Milford line. Deacon Philip\\nWood, whose farm comprised about two-thirds\\nof the old town of Munspn. He was an Israelite\\nindeed, in whom there was no guile. I never\\nsaw much \u00c2\u00a9f Mr. Wood, but I remember his\\ncountenance well, and I heard him speak a few\\ntimes. His face, so full of genuine goodness\\nand benevolence, could not be forgotten. He\\nhad a family of seven sons and one daughter;\\nall have now passed away but the two youngest,", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0166.jp2"}, "167": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 149\\nWilliam and Charles, who reside at Piqua, Ohio.\\nThe family of Deacon Wood has been repre-\\nsented in eight different states, and there are\\nnow sixty of his descendants in Piqua.\\nSouth of east, lived Captain Spaulding, an\\nardent Jackson Democrat, who had a big cele-\\nbration on Jackson s first election in 1828, in-\\nviting all his Federal neighbors to help him\\nrejoice. He had several children in the school.\\nI remember well the two elder sons.\\nNext south was Josiah Hayden, who had a\\nlarge family. His son Samuel at the age of\\nthirty-five was one of the best specimens of\\nmanhood, both morally and physically, that\\nHollis has ever produced. He was one of the\\nlast tithing-men, this ofifice being abolished in\\n1850. To do this family justice would take\\nmany pages, but I will simply add that the old\\nhome is now owned by Daniel W. and David N.,\\nsons of Captain Hayden. The house is in good\\ncondition; the large living room is just the same\\nas when Susan did the spinning, and Lydia the\\nweaving; and there, too, is the same fire-place\\nwhere their mother cooked those good dinners.\\nThe Hayden Brothers, on removing the old", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0167.jp2"}, "168": {"fulltext": "150 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nmill dam on Bailey Brook, which was replaced\\nby the present stone dam, found the hemlock\\nboughs placed there seventy-five years before,\\nas perfect as when first covered.\\nSouth, toward Long Pond Hill, resided Cap-\\ntain Jonathan Taylor Wheeler, one of the first\\nmen of Hollis to advocate temperance. Cap-\\ntain Wheeler s father and mother resided with\\nhim and lived to a great age the mother to\\nover one hundred and three years. Captain\\nWheeler was the Vanderbilt of this district,\\nand always had a hundred dollars to loan his\\npoorer neighbor, taking in payment almost\\nanything offered. Six of his children were in\\nschool, I intend to speak further of Captain\\nWheeler as an agriculturist in another place.\\nOn the side hill toward the south dwelt Amos\\nHardy, one of the seven sons of Jesse Hardy,\\nwho had taken for his wife one of Thomas Cum-\\nmings comely daughters, and whose seven\\nchildren were all sons but one. I wish I knew\\nmore of the history of these children, having\\nknown their parents so well. Mr. Hardy had\\ntwo especial sources of pride: he was proud of\\nhis family, and next to them he was proud of", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0168.jp2"}, "169": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. I5I\\nhis fine oxen. Respecting the last his motto\\nwas, Feed well and work well.\\nThe first house on Willoughby Hill was that\\nof Captain Sawtelle, who had five children in\\nthe school.\\nOn this hill lived Oliver Willoughby, who\\nsent three children to school.\\nNext south we find that Revolutionary hero,\\nEnoch Jewett, who used to tell the boys won-\\ndrous tales of the British and Hessians. He\\nentered the army at the age of seventeen or\\neighteen years, beginning army life at the bat-\\ntle of Bunker Hill, and continued in the service\\nsix years and seven months. At Saratoga he\\nsaid he went into battle with an old shot-gun,\\nbut as the enemy retreated, he saw a dead\\nHessian with a fine gun lying beside him and\\ntook the opportunity to trade even with him.\\nThen he would proudly show the very weapon.\\nEast of Willoughby hill was Lewis Wood,\\nwho had one daughter, Mercy, and six sons.\\nNortheast, lived Oliver Willoughby, Jr., with\\na fine family well cared for. Mr. Wood tells\\nme he had a peculiar fancy for trying to make\\npeople think he was puor, and could get more", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0169.jp2"}, "170": {"fulltext": "152 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nfun out of a crowd than any man living, as he\\nlooked the picture ot dejection. His six chil-\\ndren were all in the school.\\nNearly all the persons I have named might\\nhave been seen every Sabbath at church, for\\nthe forenoon and afternoon service. Where\\nare they novv? Most of them have followed\\ntheir old pastor over the river.", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0170.jp2"}, "171": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 1 53\\nXYII\\nMy recollections of the people in the Patch\\nCorner district are quite distinct, but in occa-\\nsional instances my friend, Charles A. Wood,\\nhas supplied a missing link. I feel sure that,\\nas we stroll about this portion of the old town,\\ntender recollections will be brought to the\\nminds of some of the descendants of those who\\nlived there seventy years ago. Possibly some-\\nthing in it may be preserved, and become his-\\ntory in the years to come.\\nTaking the right hand road at the Corner, I\\nsoon reach the home of Thaddeus Wheeler.\\nHe was then about fifty years old,\u00e2\u0080\u0094 a staid,\\nthoughtful, well-to-do farmer. There were six\\nchildren in this home.\\nA little farther on lived Winkel Wright, a\\nbrother of Captain J. T. Wright. He had a\\nsaw and grist mill at the pond, the water of\\nwhich came from a little brook running from\\nLong Pond. In my boyhood days I often\\nwent to this pond in summer, especially on Sat-", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0171.jp2"}, "172": {"fulltext": "154 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nurday afternoons, to gather the beautiful pond\\nlilies that grew so abundantly there, and my\\nhands were filled with these fragrant blossoms\\nwhen I went to church next day. This pond\\nwas a favorite bathing place, and many came\\nthere for this purpose on Saturdays after the\\nweek s hard work. I remember how the town\\nwas shocked when the news came that Uriah\\nReed had sunk beneath these waters while\\nbathing. When the body was found, the spirit\\nhad departed. He was a man past middle age,\\nand left a wife and children.\\nWinkel Wright was a quiet man, more retir-\\ning than his brother. He had one daughter.\\nHe dressed in the old style, and always wore a\\ncue. Mr. C. A. Wood writes me that his was\\nthe only cue he had ever seen, excepting on a\\nChinaman. Oh! Charles, Charles! you lost\\nmuch by not being born sooner. You must\\nremember you were but seventy-two years of\\nage last month, while I saw the light seven\\nyears earlier, when cues were in the height of\\nfashion, and every old man had one. If I had\\nyou at my own fireside, Charlie, I would tell\\nyou a story. As I may not see you soon, I will", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0172.jp2"}, "173": {"fulltext": "MOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 1 55\\nwrite it out for your benefit (others not inter-\\nested may pass it by without reading). Our\\nold square pew in the church was in the north\\nend on the center aisle, just back of the old\\nmen s long seat. Here, on Sundays, used to\\nsit a row of the old men of the town, perhaps\\nten or fifteen of them, each having a cue\\nneatly bound with ribbon hanging down his\\nback. As I sat there in meeting (before you\\nwere born, Charlie), good Mr. Smith giving us\\none of his Calvanistic sermons, that I could not\\nunderstand any better then than I could now,\\nthe temptation to play with those cues was a\\nstrong one. I was having a fine time jerking\\nthem as I would a bridle-rein, when one of the\\nmen turned around and looked at me with his\\nawful eyes, and I immediately subsided and\\ndid not again play horse in meeting.\\nNext on the road lived Mr. Minot Wheeler,\\na millwright by trade, with an interesting fam-\\nily consisting of his wife and seven sons.\\nAt the next house resided Mr. Daniel Farley,\\nhis wife and two daughters.\\nMajor James Wheeler, with his wife, two sons\\nand three daughters, lived in the last house on", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0173.jp2"}, "174": {"fulltext": "156 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nthis road. He was an active, vigorous man. I\\nam told that the youngest son still lives on the\\nplace. All these families I have named were\\nregular attendants at church.\\nI now return to the Corner and take the Am-\\nherst road.\\nThe first house from the corner on the Am-\\nherst road was known as the Kendrick house.\\nSilas French lived there seventy years ago.\\nHe became deranged and was sent to the In-\\nsane Asylum at Concord. This house has a sad\\nhistory. I have no wish to go into particulars,\\nbut some of those who resided there were so\\nbereft of reason that they were not responsible\\nfor the dreadful acts perpetrated. One com-\\nmitted suicide, another took the life of mother\\nand sister; finally a fire swept the house from\\nthe earth, so that it could not longer be even a\\ndumb witness to the deeds done within it.\\nThe next house was William Colburn s. He\\nleft six daughters and two sons. I am told that\\nEdward is still the owner of the house which\\nhas been in the family since the settlement of\\nMunson. On this farm tar and turpentine were\\nthen made, hundreds of pine trees being boxed\\nto catch the pitch exuding from them.", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0174.jp2"}, "175": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 1 57\\nThe excellent Christian family of John Shedd\\noccupied the next homestead. Mr. Shedd left\\na wife, a daughter and a son. On his farm\\nnear his barn stood the old house once inhab-\\nited by the noted Dr. Jones, the Major s only\\nson. The story of the eccentric doctor is\\ngiven by Judge Worcester in his History, just\\nas I had heard it many times from the people\\nof Hollis. Dr. Jones was an educated, bright\\nyoung man, but badly shattered, he said for\\nlove. Had he lived in these days, he would\\nhave attracted much less attention than in the\\nquiet of the last century.\\nI cannot mention all the familiar names\\nwhich crowd upon my memory, but certain\\nones scattered through the town I am unwil-\\nling to omit.\\nEbenezer Baldwin was one of my old acquain-\\ntances in the Bailey school district where he\\nwas born. In 1831 he married a daughter of\\nCaptain Bailey and moved to the center of\\ntown, where he opened a jeweler s shop. He\\nwas one of those genial men whom it was ever\\na pleasure to meet, and a man of noble and\\nworthy character. By nature he was gifted", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0175.jp2"}, "176": {"fulltext": "158 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nwith a remarkable mechanical genius. The\\npeople of Hollis honored him with various of-\\nfices of trust and responsibility. All his life\\nEbenezer Baldwin worked at clocks and\\nwatches, until the clock of Time struck his last\\nhour.\\nPrescott Hale, son of Dr. William Hale, and\\nthe only one of that large family who spent\\nhis life in Hollis, comes before my mind as he\\nwas when my teacher in the Beaver Brook\\nschool. He was highly esteemed by his fellow\\ncitizens as was shown by the town offices com-\\nmitted to his trust. I saw him and his esti-\\nmable wife in their home, in the Deacon Emer-\\nson house, in 1850.\\nIn Worcester s History is found a faithful\\nsketch of the life of James Parker, Jr., but\\nknowing him as I did, J want to add a few\\nwords. In years he was younger than myself,\\nbut older in his development. When a mere\\nboy, I used to see him assisting his uncle, Sam-\\nuel Parker, in peddling, and at his auctions on\\ntraining and muster days. I used to think\\nJames would be a spoiled boy, but he did not\\nspoil at all. I can hardly tell when he took", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0176.jp2"}, "177": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. I 59\\ntime for his education, for he early engaged in\\nbusiness. I saw him in Nashua connected with\\na stage line, then in Worcester as stage agent\\nwhile he was in his teens. I went west and\\nlost sight of him for a time. On my return, in\\n1849, I found him the gentlemanly conductor\\nrunning from Springfield to Worcester. From\\nthat time I saw James Parker, Jr., nearly every\\nyear. He was a remarkable and a marked\\nman, prompt in business, dignified yet affable.\\nI used to have many pleasant talks with him,\\nas I passed over the road. Mr. Parker ran his\\ntrains with promptness and caution. Trains\\nwere not run by telegraph then, but by a sys-\\ntem of waiting a specified time at given points,\\nafter which the train had the right of way. On\\none occasion, when Mr. Parker had a large dele-\\ngation of ministers on board, he was obliged\\nto wait on a side track so long as to greatly\\nannoy the divines who desired to attend the\\nAssociation to be held further on. The con-\\nductor was urged to go forward, but, though\\nsome hard words were used, he still waited,\\nstanding on the ground, watch in hand, calm,\\ndignified, and as unmoved as Grant before", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0177.jp2"}, "178": {"fulltext": "l60 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nRichmond. Suddenly, on came a train at full\\nspeed. Then were seen changed faces among\\nthe passengers. One said, Let us kneel and\\nthank God for our preservation. Mr. Parker\\nwas made the recipient of a token for his faith-\\nfulness.\\nMr. Johnson and his wife, that estimable\\ncouple living on Pine Hill, were well toward\\nthe Sunset Land when I first knew them. I\\nhave named two of their daughters, Mrs. Patch\\nand Mrs. Hardy. There were two sons; Noah,\\nthe elder, remained at the old home; Edward,\\nwent as a missionary to the Sandwich Islands.\\nToward the south, lived Jesse Hardy and\\nMiles Wright with their families.\\nNear by, was good Dea. Thomas Farley,\\nwhose son Asa was once my teacher in Beaver\\nBrook school, and who married Sybil Holt and\\nremoved to Michigan. Thomas, Jr., had high\\nhopes of doing good in the world, but had just\\ngraduated from college when he died.\\nSouth of Esquire Pool s were the several fam-\\nilies of Dows, Moses Boynton, Ezekiel Bradley\\nand Capt. Nathaniel Jewett.\\nAt Fog End, near Capt. Flagg s, lived Mr.", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0178.jp2"}, "179": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. l6l\\nDaniel Smith and family, Mr. Smith was then\\nup to full middle life.\\nBradley Colburn was young and ambitious,\\nhaving high aims in life, but was cut dawn in\\nearly manhood.\\nThe venerable John Colburn and his wife are\\nstill living, though past fourscore years.", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0179.jp2"}, "180": {"fulltext": "l62 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nXVIII\\nIt was seventy-two years ago last winter since\\nI first knew William S. Bradbury. Having lost\\nhis father while still young, he was bound as an\\napprentice to Capt. Page Farley, according to\\nthe custom of the times. But before he was\\ntwenty he bought his time of his master, and\\nby his own perseverance and industry fitted\\nhimself for teaching. It was my good fortune\\nto be one of his pupils in the Beaver Brook\\nschool, in 1820 and 1821. The young man was\\nnot born into the most helpful surroundings,\\nbut a laudable ambition to achieve a worthy\\nand noble manhood early inspired his heart.\\nThe time came to him as to others, when he\\nwished to take unto himself a wife. All his\\naspirations were upward, and his affections fol-\\nlowed the same course. He had fixed his eye,\\nwith modest diffidence, but with manly courage\\nlikewise, upon an estimable young lady belong-\\ning to one of the best and most aristocratic\\nof HoUis families. The widow of the second", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0180.jp2"}, "181": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 163\\nDaniel Emerson, as mentioned in a former let-\\nter, found it necessary, after her husband s\\ndeath, to eke out her slender income by keep-\\ning a little shop not lowering thereby her\\nstanding and dignity in the eyes of her neigh-\\nbors. Her fair daughter, Eliza, was the magnet\\ntoward which the heart of young William\\nturned. We can easily fancy that the youth\\ndiscovered almost daily needs which could be\\nsatisfied only from the widow Emerson s stock\\nof goods. Doubtless Eliza often acted as her\\nmother s clerk, and, by lucky chance, the woo-\\ning sped apace, as the young people demurely\\ndiscussed bargains across the little counter.\\nMothers have sharp eyes, and it could not have\\nbeen long before Mrs. Emerson s suspicions\\nwere aroused. Perhaps she questioned her\\ndaughter, hoping to find her fears were ground-\\nless. Eliza, did William Bradbury buy any-\\nthing when he was in the store so long last\\nevening? No, mother, but he looked at\\ngoods which he expects to need soon. And\\nthe day before, when he leaned yet longer over\\nthe counter, what was he seeking then, my\\ndaughter? He bought a paper of pins,", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0181.jp2"}, "182": {"fulltext": "164 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nmother, and looked at some buttons, for he had\\nlost one from his coat. But the deepened\\nflush on Eliza s cheeks could only have con-\\nfirmed the mother s fears, and we may be sure\\nthat the day came when the widow said with\\nemphasis, This will not do, my daughter; Wil-\\nliam Bradbury is no fit mate for you, the child\\nof the Rev. Daniel Emerson, descendant of a\\nline of eminent ministers and deacons. Your\\nmother, too, has famous blood in her veins.\\nEsther Frothingham was proud of her name,\\neven before it become Emerson. You know\\nchild, that your grandfather was Major Froth-\\ningham, of Charlestown, Mass., who served\\nthroughout the Revolutionary War, and then\\nentered the honorable ranks of the Cincinnati,\\nand who was the only man honored by a call\\nfrom General Washington on his last visit to\\nCharlestown. What has William Bradbury to\\noffer to a maiden of such ancestry? The spirit\\nof her revolutionary grandfather must have\\nblazed from Eliza s eyes as she answered\\nproudly, He is an honest and worthy man,\\nmother. He has strong arms and industrious\\nhabits. His character is above reproach. His", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0182.jp2"}, "183": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 165\\nheart is generous and noble; his judgment is\\ngood, and his mind is fairly well educated. He\\nis quite my equal. What are my dead grand-\\nfathers to me, beside this bright, eager, living\\nman, full of aspirations for what is best and\\ntruest in life, and longing to devote all that\\nhe has and is to me? I know that he loves me,\\nand when he asks me, I will marry him, though\\nI were forty times an Emerson and a Frothing-\\nham. All this is supposed lo have taken place\\nin the northeast room of the present parsonage.\\nWe may well believe that the wise mother said\\nno more in opposition. Perhaps she found\\nconsolation as she thought of cases she had\\nknown or read, where men of distinction had\\nrisen from obscure families. No doubt she\\nknew something of Mr. Lyman Beecher, the\\ngreatest preacher in New England at that time,\\nwho had just come to Boston with his large\\nfamily of bright, little Beechers. His ancestors\\nwere only plain farmers on one of the poorest,\\nlittle farms in Connecticut. 1 hope she recalled\\nthe story of young John Adams and Abigail\\nSmith, and the objection of worthy Pastor Smith,\\nof Braintree, Mass., to the marriage of his", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0183.jp2"}, "184": {"fulltext": "l66 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\ndaughter, because her suitor could not boast as\\neminent an ancestry as could his high-spirited\\nAbigail. If she did remember the tale, she\\nperhaps reflected that to stand at the head of a\\nlong line of distinguished men might be as\\nhonorable as to stand at the foot; and if John\\nAdams was a nobody when he married\\nAbigail Smith, he is known to after generations\\nas President of the United States, and ancestor\\nof a long and illustrious line.\\nIt was on the i8th of October, 1824, that\\nWilliam S. Bradbury married Eliza Emerson,\\nand soon after left Hollis to make a home in\\nWestminster, Mass. They began life in a mod-\\nest, quiet way, but not many years had passed\\nbefore William Bradbury was known as one of\\nthe leading men of the town. In 1844 he was\\nhonored with a seat in the State Legislature.\\nHe became a recognized authority upon ques-\\ntions of law, was trial justice for his district,\\nand settled many estates. For years he was\\nan honored deacori in the Congregational\\nchurch.\\nOne of his sons, William F. Bradbury, found\\nemployment in Edward Emerson s store and", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0184.jp2"}, "185": {"fulltext": "MOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 167\\npost-office in Hollis, from 1844 to 1849. ^e\\nafterwards was fitted for college, and, with his\\nbrother, Edward E. Bradbury, entered Annherst\\nin 1852. Having worked their way through\\ncollege, the brothers graduated in 1856, carry-\\ning with them the highest honors of the class,\\nWilliam being valedictorian and Edward the\\nsalutatorian. Can you find me another like\\ninstance? Do you remember the ready and\\nwitty toast-master at the Hollis celebration in\\n1880? William F. Bradbury is the man. Go\\nto Cambridge, and you will find the same tal-\\nented gentleman as Head Master of the pros-\\nperous Cambridge Latin School, under the very\\nshadow of Harvard University. Many who\\nhave no personal acquaintance with the teacher\\nand the scholar, know him as the successful\\nauthor of a long series of mathematical text-\\nbooks, and of various published articles of edu-\\ncational value. An ingenious piece of appa-\\nratus for illustrating the simplicity of the met-\\nric system, which is extensively used by teach-\\ners, is the fruit of his inventive genius. Mr.\\nBradbury has held many offices of honor and\\ndistinction in the educational world, and that", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0185.jp2"}, "186": {"fulltext": "l68 MOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nhe is a man of public spirit, with interests\\nbroader than his own profession, is shown by\\nhis having served as a member of the Common\\nCouncil in his city.\\nOne daughter of William Bradbury and Eliza\\nEmerson, Esther Caroline Bradbury, occupies\\na prominent position as the honored wife of\\nthe Rev. T. K. Noble, pastor of the Congrega-\\ntional church in Norwalk, Conn.\\nHer brother, Edward E. Bradbury, has spent\\nmost of his life since his graduation from col-\\nlege, in teaching, first at Greenfield, then at\\nWare, Mass. Alterwards he bouglit a part of\\nthe Greenleaf Female Institute in Brooklyn, N.\\nY. Being now in declining health, he has\\nabandoned teaching, and is engaged in mer-\\nchandise in Providence, R. I.\\nI have learned something of the next genera-\\ntion. William F. Bradbury has three children.\\nThe eldest, a son, has been graduated from\\nHarvard College, is married, and is settled in\\nbusiness in Cambridge. The eldest of the two\\ndaughters is a graduate of Smith College, and\\nhad taught for several years in the Cambridge\\nLatin School before her marriage last autumn.", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0186.jp2"}, "187": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 169\\nThe youngest daughter is still a pupil in the\\nLatin School.\\nEdward E. Bradbury has also three children.\\nThe eldest, a daughter, is an artist, skilled in\\ndrawing and painting. The second is a gradu-\\nate of Smith College, and a successful teacher\\nin the High School of Washington, D. C. The\\nyoungest is a son, now in the office of the City\\nEngineer in Providence, R. I.\\nI have even heard of one representative of a\\nlater generation still. It is a bright little boy,\\nnow four years old, a grandson of William. F,\\nBradbury. He has not yet distinguished him-\\nself before the world, but we have every reason\\nto expect that he will do so in good time.\\nFrom this brief presentation of four genera-\\ntions of this interesting family, I leave it to my\\nreaders to judge whether or no the blood of the\\nEmersons and the Frothinghams has deterior-\\nated by its mixture with that of Bradbury.", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0187.jp2"}, "188": {"fulltext": "170 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nXIX\\nOn the occasion of my visit to Hollis in the\\nsummer of 1890, I was obliged to spend an hour\\nor more at the modest little depot, waiting for\\nthe conveyance in which my journey to the\\nhome of my ancestors was to be completed.\\nA few others were already in the waiting room,\\nand when at last our vehicle was ready, I found\\nmyself seated beside one of these a fine look-\\ning lady of elegant bearing and much intelli-\\ngence, as I had already learned from the con-\\nversation which I had overheard between her-\\nself and another of the waiting travelers. She\\nrequested our driver to leave her at the home\\nof Mr. George H. Blood, on the south side of\\nthe town. Then, turning to me with the\\nthoughtfulness of a true lady, she gracefully\\nexpressed her regret that I should be forced to\\ntake a longer ride on her account. This opened\\nthe way for what was, to me, a most pleasant\\nand interesting conversation, I learned that\\nmy companion was Miss Mary A. Blood, a", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0188.jp2"}, "189": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. I7I\\nmember of one of the old Hollis families, and\\nnow a teacher of elocution and oratory. The\\ngentleman with whom she had been convers-\\ning in the depot, was Professor George Saun-\\nderson, of the State University of Indiana, an-\\nother of the children of Hollis of whom she\\nhas reason to feel proud.\\nThe farm whither Miss Blood was bound is\\nnow occupied by her brother, but seventy years\\nago it was the home of Ebenezer Blood, a kind-\\nhearted man, a good neighbor, and possessed\\nof much energy of character. He was noted\\nfor his blunt and original manner of speaking,\\na trait noticeable in his descendants to this\\nday. In the latter part of his life he was afflicted\\nwith blindness, a trial which he endured with\\nexemplary patience. He was the father often\\nchildren, only two of whom are now living.\\nThey are Dr. Josiah Blood, of Ashby, Mass.,\\nand Miss Elizabeth A. Blood, of Hollis. This\\nfarm of Ebenezer Blood is in the extreme\\nsouthern part of Hollis, on a cross road which\\nconnects the two main roads running from\\nHollis to Pepperell. The house which was to\\nbe seen on the farm in the days of Ebenezer", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0189.jp2"}, "190": {"fulltext": "1/2 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nBlood, has been repaired and is still in use. A\\nson, Luke, remained at home with his parents\\nand built the new barn after the old one was\\nburned. Isaac, another son, bought the William\\nReed farm, near his father s, and married a\\ndaughter of Walter Fisk, of Pepperell. It is\\nforty-nine years since they settled on ihat little\\nfarm where they reared their five children, all\\nwilling and fitted to lend a helping hand on the\\njourney of life. The father died suddenly from\\nan accident, about twelve years ago. Only one\\nof the children remains in Hollis, the Geo. H.\\nBlood mentioned above. He is a prosperous\\nfarmer, and now owns the farms of both his\\nfather and his grandfather. His brother, Chas.\\nW., has a large farm in Lunenburg, Mass.\\nMiss Mary A., the second daughter, studied\\nelocution at the Emerson College of Oratory,\\nin Boston, where she remained, as first assist-\\nant teacher, for several years. She was then\\ncalled to the Iowa Agricultural College, where\\nshe spent two successful years as teacher of\\nelocution. When I met her in Hollis she had\\nmuch that was interesting to tell me of her ex-\\nperiences there, for I had recently closed a", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0190.jp2"}, "191": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 1 73\\npleasant term of several years service as a\\ntrustee of the College. Miss Blood told me at\\nthat time, something of her plans for opening\\na school of oratory in Chicago, and it has been\\n*a pleasure to me to know of the distinguished\\nsuccess which has been hers in that venture.\\nThe Columbia School of Oratory, of which\\nMiss Blood is Principal, and Mrs. Ida M. Riley\\nthe Associate Principal, with three assistant\\nteachers, is now to be found at 24, East Adams\\nSt., Chicago. It is thoroughly established and\\nin a most prosperous and promising condition.\\nThe accomplished lady at the head is winning\\nunstinted praise from all quarters, not only for\\nher own gifts and attainments in elocution and\\noratory, but also, and especially, for her remark-\\nable skill as a teacher. Several of the larger\\ninstitutions and important gatherings in the\\ndifferent western states have called upon her\\nfor addresses and entertainments, and she is\\nrapidly becoming known as one of the most\\ntalented women of the West. I have called her\\ndilady y she is also a z\u00c2\u00a3;d?wrt:\u00c2\u00ab of dignity and power.\\nTo me, it is more to be a true zvoinan, than to\\nbe merely a lady. The word has found more", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0191.jp2"}, "192": {"fulltext": "1/4 MOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nand more favor in these later years, as women\\nhave taken more prominent positions before\\nthe world and have acquitted themselves with\\nhonor. During all my life in Hollis I never\\nonce heard a woman speak or pray in public.\\nNow she may occupy pulpit a.nd rostrum and\\nt^ke her full share in the public work of the\\nworld save in politics.\\nNot all the g-ood Blood in the family is to be\\nfound in these already mentioned. Miss Mary\\nhas a sister, Hattie M. Blood, who is at present\\na teacher of elocution in the Wesleyan Univer-\\nsity at Lincoln, Nebraska. She has proved\\nherself a most successful teacher, and likewise\\na woman of whom her native town may well\\nbe proud.", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0192.jp2"}, "193": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 1/5\\nThere come to my mind the names of oth-\\ners, children and grand-children of the Hollis\\nresidents of seventy years ago, who are now\\nsettled in Chicago, or within a radius of two or\\nthree hundred miles from that center. Of\\nsome of these I wish to speak. In all of them\\nI take a deep and almost fatherly interest. I\\nlove to know the history of their successes, and\\nin all that is elevating and good in their careers,\\nI rejoice.\\nProfessor George William Saunderson fills\\nthe chair of Rhetoric and Oratory in the Indi-\\nana State University, at Bloomington. He\\nwill be remembered as the son of the late Wil-\\nliam P. and Hannah Marshall Saunderson.\\nHaving graduated from Dartmouth College in\\n1877, he fitted himself by special study for the\\nline of work in which he is now engaged. I\\nlearn that he is an accomplished gentleman\\nand a successful teacher.\\nMiss Laura Saunderson, sister of the profes*", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0193.jp2"}, "194": {"fulltext": "176 HOLLIS SEVENTY YE^RS AGO.\\nsor, became the honored wife of the Rev. Frank\\nB. Hines, who is now preaching in Southern\\nIllinois. He is a talented young man, and is\\naccomplishing much good in his ministry. I\\ndoubt not he is ably seconded and asristed by\\nthe good Hollis lady who is his helpmeet.\\nTwo little olive branches gather with them\\nabout their table, making the fourth generation\\nfrom Jonathan Saunderson, the first of the line\\nin my recollection.\\nShould I pass up Dearborn street, in Chicago,\\nI should call at No. 107, there to find Edwin A.\\nBurge, real estate dealer. His residence is at\\nEvanston, that beautiful Chicago suburb, and\\nhis two sisters, Miss Martha and Miss Abbie,\\nhave their home with him. A brother, Charles\\nH. Burge, is a dealer in real estate in Topeka,\\nKansas. All these are children of my old\\nfriend, the late Cyrus Burge.\\nIt was in 1868 that George W. Perkins, son\\nof worthy Deacon Perkins, who spent his last\\nyears in Hollis, led the way to the new county\\nof Fremont, in south-western Iowa, and settled\\nin Farragut. Land was cheap then, and the\\nseven or eight hundred acres which George", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0194.jp2"}, "195": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. I\\nbought, and which he has diligently improved\\nand developed, have so advanced in value that\\nhe has no need to fear the poor-house. Mr.\\nPerkins has been honored by his district, dur-\\ning the last four years, with a seat in the State\\nSenate, where his voice and vote have been for\\ntemperance and the right, and he has now been\\nelected one of the three Railroad Commis-\\nsioners for the state. At home he is a leader\\nin church and society, and everywhere he is a\\nuseful and popular man.\\nSam Perkins, a nephew of Senator George,\\nsoon followed his uncle westward and bought\\na small tract of land near him, which he has\\nconverted by his industry into a good farm.\\nHe took unto himself a wife, and in less than\\ntwenty years he found the land too strait for\\nhim, for he was the parent of ten living chil-\\ndren. Having disposed of his Iowa farm for\\nabout $10,000, Sam started once more toward\\nthe setting sun, where land is still cheap and\\nthe population not yet too dense.\\nIn our beautiful Hazelwood Cemetery at\\nGrinnell, quietly rests the remains of Mrs. Mary\\nB. Day, the honored wife of the late Rev. Pliny", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0195.jp2"}, "196": {"fulltext": "178 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nB. Day, D. D., a former pastor of the Hollis\\nchurch. Of her busy, useful life during her\\nhusband s pastorate in Hollis, I do not need\\nto speak. Her good works in and for town and\\nchurch, and especially her abundant labors for\\nthe suffering soldiers of our civil war, are surely\\nwell remembered there. At the death of Dr.\\nDay, Mrs. Day, after a brief stay at Derry, N. H.,\\nremoved to Grinnell. Here she naturally and\\nquite as a matter of course, took up her accus-\\ntomed kindly works of beneficence and love.\\nBut she was in failing health. The spirit was\\nwilling, but the flesh was weak. A heavy\\nsorrow came upon her. Her eldest son, Charles,\\nhad graduated from college and from Law\\nSchool. A noble and most promising young\\nman, he was suddenly cut down by the hand of\\ndeath. The stroke was too much for the en-\\nfeebled mother. Friends trembled for her lest\\nreason should be dethroned. She was unnat-\\nurally calm; her grief was too deep for tears.\\nRallying somewhat, she lived for a few years,\\ntenderly cared for by her sister, Mrs. J. B.\\nGrinnell, and a faithful cousin, Miss Mary Lom-\\nbard, whose presence is always as that of an", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0196.jp2"}, "197": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 79\\nangel of mercy. Then the slender tie which\\nbound the beautiful, chastened spirit to the frail\\nbody, snapped, and western friends laid the\\nforsaken tenement of clay beside that of her\\nbeloved son. Another member of the little\\nfamily has since entered the spirit land.\\nAlbert, or Bertie Day came west with his\\nmother, when only two years old, and spent his\\nchildhood and early manhood in Grinnell.\\nHe was, said Dr. Sturtevant, his pastor, who\\nknew him well, one of the purest minded and\\nmost noble boys I ever knew. He went back\\nto New England for his college education, and,\\nwhile a student at Dartmouth, died during a\\nvacation, at the home of his sister, Mrs.\\nWorcester, in Hollis. I am sure that Hollis\\nfriends watch tenderly over his early grave.\\nTwo of the sons of Dr. Day reside in Grin-\\nnell. Henry, the elder, is one of those who\\nheard and responded to their country s call,\\nand served through the war of the rebellion.\\nHe has four children, now motherless. The\\ntwo sons are in Grinnell, the two daughters are\\nin Hollis.\\nEdward occupies the Grinnell homestead.", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0197.jp2"}, "198": {"fulltext": "l80 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nHe has married one of the bright, interesting\\ndaughters of the land a New England girl, by\\nthe way, and one little son, nine months old,\\nmakes music in their home. This latest scion\\nof a worthy house, I regard as one of my par-\\nticular friends. He passes my house almost\\ndaily in his little cab, generally attended by\\none or both of his proud and happy parents.\\nHe tips the scales already at thirty-five pounds,\\nand is a fine specimen o^healthy and contented\\nbabyhood. On Children s Day of 1892, I\\nsaw the baptismal hand placed upon the baby s\\nbrow as he was named Eugene Erastus. May\\nthe mantle of good Dr. Day fall upon the child I", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0198.jp2"}, "199": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. i8E\\nXXI\\nModesty must not forbid some mention of\\nthe several generations of m}- own family.\\nThe religious and political disturbances in\\nEngland during the seventeenth century sent\\nmultitudes of the better class of English sub-\\njects to seek refuge in the new world. George\\nLittle of London, who came in 1640, was of the\\nnumber. The original home of the family in\\nAmerica was Newbury, Mass., where many of\\nits representatives are still to be tound, and\\nwhere much of the property purchased by the\\nfirst George Little still remains in the posses-\\nsion of his descendants. The family is now\\nwidely distributed through the country. My\\nown grand-father came from Newbury to New\\nSalem, N. H., and afterwards settled in Goffs-\\ntown. From that town my father, Abner B.\\nLittle, came to Hollis, in 1813.\\nIn 1836, Abner B. and Nancy Tenney Little,\\nhis wife, left Hollis for Illinois, accompanied\\nby all their children who had not preceded", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0199.jp2"}, "200": {"fulltext": "l82 MOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nthem westward. There were eleven, all told,\\nwho had enjoyed the advantages of Beaver\\nBrook school, and sat in the old Hollis church\\nunder the ministrations of the Rev. Eli Smith\\nand the Rev. David Perry.\\nThey settled near Kewanee*in Henry County,\\nand the patriarchal father of the tribe cast the\\nfirst vote in the township, and turned the first\\nsod for the first garden. Mrs. Little s name is\\namong those of the charter members of the\\nfirst church organized in the town. Both have\\nlong since gone to their reward, having well\\nfulfilled the part of New England pioneer.^- in\\nsubduing the wilderness and extending the\\nborders of a Christian civilization.\\nOf their children, Mary, the eldest, having\\nbeen twice married, died childless in 1883, at\\nthe age of 80 years. Catharine, the widow of\\nWilliam Wheeler, is still active at eighty-seven\\nyears of age. She gave her only son to aid in\\nputting down the Rebellion. Elizabeth, the\\nwife of Capt. Sullivan Howard, left us only last\\nMarch (1892), to join the husband with whom\\nmore than fifty happy years had been passed,\\nand who had preceded her to the spirit land by", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0200.jp2"}, "201": {"fulltext": "/f^:\\n^U^^:\u00c2\u00a3i-^ /uj-T^i/nftxi-pZ-", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0201.jp2"}, "202": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0202.jp2"}, "203": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0203.jp2"}, "204": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0204.jp2"}, "205": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEAR5 AGO. I83\\nbut a few short years. Their six surviving\\nchildren are widely scattered, the eldest son\\nbeing a prominent and well-to-do citizen of the\\nstate of Oregon; another son engaged in busi-\\nness in Aurora, 111., and their third son a law-\\nyer, in Denver, Colorado. The eldest daughter,\\nMrs. Gridley, resides in Victor, la., but is a\\nfrequent visitor in Chicago, where her only\\nchild, Mrs. Charles VV. Kirk, has found a home.\\nMrs. Squires, the second daughter, is also a\\nresident of the city of the Columbian Fair.\\nShe has one married daughter, and a son still\\nat home. Mrs. C. W. Wells, of Minneapolis, is\\nthe youngest of the surviving children of Mrs.\\nHoward. She is a graduate of Rockford Col-\\nlege and a lady of many accomplishments. She\\nhas one young daughter. William, the next in\\norder of age of the children of Abner B. Little,\\ndied in 1845, leaving four daughters.\\nCaleb Jewett Tenney Little, the second son,\\nstill lives in Kewanee at the age of eighty-one.\\nHe has four living sons and three daughters.\\nThe eldest son, Charles, a physician, has long\\nresided at Manhattan, Kas., in successful prac-\\ntice. William, a prosperous lawyer, may be", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0205.jp2"}, "206": {"fulltext": "l84 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nfound in the rising young city of Wichita, in the\\nsame state, while George and John, the one a\\nphysician, the other a dentist, have each a fine\\npracticein the city of Burlington, la. The eldest\\ndaughter dwells on the broad acres of her hus-\\nband, the Hon. Geo. W. Perkins, at Farragut,\\nlovva. Another daughter is the wife of Dr. J. F.\\nTodd, of Chicago; while the youngest, Mrs.\\nFrank Reed, is the only child who remains\\nnear her parents. One daughter, the wife of\\nthe Rev. Mr. Giffin, was called from earth early\\nin her happy married life, leaving one child,\\nLida, who is now the stay and comfort of her\\naged grand-parents, with whom she has long\\nmade her home.\\nH. G. L. dwells in Grinnell, Iowa. His\\nwife and only son no longer walk this vale of\\ntears, but fivedaughters remain, all but one resi-\\ndents of Iowa. One is the wife of a farmer,\\nwhose large fields lie in two states; another is\\nthe wife of a college professor, and the next,\\nthe wife of a leading lawyer. The two younger\\ndaughters married physicians, one of whom\\nresides in Battle Creek, Mich. The grand-\\nchildren are Harry L. Viets, now in business in", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0206.jp2"}, "207": {"fulltext": "a^-i^i^^i-^Ujz, A-^^^C\u00c2\u00a3j^ 6-C--Cv^-^-^^", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0207.jp2"}, "208": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0208.jp2"}, "209": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0209.jp2"}, "210": {"fulltext": "tyr%t,^u.,\u00c2\u00b1-Zt/(^ ^yHi^\\n^m^x^", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0210.jp2"}, "211": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 1 85\\nAshland, Wis., and his sister Sara, who is still\\nin school, Katharine Haworth Macy, Henry G.\\nLyman, Louise and Max Barrows Alvord, and\\nThomas Stoddard Holyoke,\\nRuth Channing Little, the widow of the Rev-\\nerend Edwin H. Ncvin, D. D,, remains in Phila-\\ndelphia, where her husband died a few years\\nago. Of her large family, all have found east\\nern homes. One son is an editor, one a law-\\nyer, and one a minister. The eldest of the\\nfour daughters, the wife of a Chaplain in the\\nU. S. Navy, died many years ago in California;\\ntwo of the others are married, and one still re-\\nmains with her mother.\\nLaura Anne Little, wife of Daniel McClure,\\ndied in 1852, leaving three sons, one of whom\\ndied in the army. The others are still living.\\nCaroline Little, Mrs. Dr. Hurd, resides in\\nKewanee, Lll. Like Mrs. Wheeler, she gave\\nher last surviving child at her country s call.\\nThey gave their lives that the nation might\\nlive.\\nAugustus, youngest of the sons of Abner B.\\nLittle, may be found upon the fine farm where\\nhis parents spent their western life. He, too.", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0211.jp2"}, "212": {"fulltext": "l86 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nis blest with a large family. Several of the\\nchildren are still at home. One son is a den-\\ntist in Kewanee; another, Walter A. Little, is\\na successful merchant in Grinnell, Iowa, and an\\nactive and efficient member of the City Council.\\nOne daughter is a teacher in the public school\\nof the same place.\\nSarah Frances Little, the youngest member\\nof the HoUis family and the widow of the Rev.\\nMr. Alvord and of Mr. Stewart, makes her\\nhome in Duluth, Minn., with her only living\\nchild, Mrs. Wallace Warner.", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0212.jp2"}, "213": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0213.jp2"}, "214": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0214.jp2"}, "215": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. I87\\nXXII.\\nIndustry and enterprise were characteristics\\nof the men living seventy years ago in the\\nSpaulding, or North School District. Only by\\nthe practice of those virtues could they thrive\\non that poor pine plain land, and many were\\nobliged to eke out the meagre returns from the\\nsoil by turning their hands to coopering, mill-\\ning or trunk-making.\\nI personally knew something of almost all\\nthe residents at that time, but, at my request,\\nMr. C. S. Spaulding has kindly given me addi-\\ntional items and dates which I had not at hand.\\nAt the southwest corner of the district, on the\\nmain Milford and Amherst road, lived Ebene-\\nzer Shedd and his wife, Elizabeth Duncklee,\\nwho were married August 5, 1817. They made\\na happy Christian home for their four children.\\nMr. Shedd was a man held in high esteem. He\\nwas a faithful Sunday school teacher and a\\ngood, reliable man. Sixty-five years ago, he\\nwas captain of a state infantry company. He", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0215.jp2"}, "216": {"fulltext": "l88 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\ndied in March, 1832, aged only thirty-six years.\\nHis neighbor, Isaac Cobbett, owned and\\nmanaged a carding and fulling mill for the sup-\\nport of his large family. He was extremely\\nstrict in his business matters, and was wont to\\nstart out on the first of every January, with his\\naccount book under his arm, to collect his bills.\\nIn The Farmer s Cabinet of Dec. 20, 1819, may\\nbe found the following: Notice. The sub-\\nscriber desires to give notice that if those who\\nare indebted to him (or me) do not on or\\nbefore the first day of January, 1820, call and\\nsettle their bills, their accounts will be left in\\nthe hands of an attorney for collection,\\nIsaac Cobbett.\\nThe next family north, in Witch Brook, was\\nthat of Benjamin Farley, Jr. He had married\\nAnna Merrill, and eight children were given\\nthem, the two youngest of whom died, about\\n1818, of the spotted fever which raged along\\nthe Witch Brook valley. Mr. Farley s reputa-\\ntion for industry, and especially for early rising,\\nwas such that his neighbors used to accuse him\\nof sitting up all night at his work.\\nThe six surviving children of Benjamin Far-", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0216.jp2"}, "217": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0217.jp2"}, "218": {"fulltext": "vSakah Farley Runxklls.", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0218.jp2"}, "219": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. iSg\\nley all married and lived in or near HoUis, sev-\\neral being prominent in town and church affairs.\\nThis was also the home of the son, Enoch\\nFarley, who married Abigail Hardy and settled\\nhere about 1822. Of the eight children born\\nto them only four survived their infancy.\\nMr. Farley was a genial man and noted for\\nhis fondness for a joke. He had an excellent\\nmemory, was a great reader, especially of the\\nBible, with which he was quite familiar, and\\nwas fond of discussing theology with his friends\\nand particularly with the Rev. Humphrey\\nMoore, who was his pastor for many years, and\\nwho often confessed himself puzzled for a reply\\nto Mr. Farley s arguments.\\nOne of Enoch Farley s daughters, Mrs. Sarah\\nFarley Runnells, of Nashua, has long been\\nknown among the leading women of New\\nHampshire. She has been identified with vari-\\nous public and private charities, and has kept\\nabreast with the times in all matters of social,\\nliterary and educational interest. At the pres-\\nent time she holds the state ofifice of the Wom-\\nan s Relief Corps, and has recently organized a\\nCorps at Hollis. She has two daughters, edu-", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0219.jp2"}, "220": {"fulltext": "190 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\ncated at Wellesley, and one son, a graduate of\\nDartmouth.\\nWilliam Kittredge, better known as Uncle\\nBill, occupied the next homestead. His wife\\nwas Mary Spaulding, whom he married in 1796.\\nIt is said that he went bare-footed to his court-\\ning, and wearing his leather apron. Of his\\nseven children, only two lived to grow up.\\nNear by, lived Hezekiah Kendall, of Kendall\\nmills celebrity. He was three times married,\\nand had six children. One of his sons served\\nin the war of 1812. Mr. Kendall was a man of\\nweight in more senses than one. It was a ques-\\ntion between him and our shoemaker, Mr.\\nAvery, as to which could tip the scales to the\\nhighest notch. The weight of his influence\\nwas especially felt in town meeting. Being a\\nman of positive character and good judgment,\\nhis fellow-citizens always listened with defer-\\nence to the expression of his opinion. Bring-\\ning down his right hand with a sharp snap of\\nthe tliumb, which could be heard all over the\\nold meeting house (where town meeting was\\nalways held), he would commence his speech\\nwith the characteristic expletive, I vum! An,", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0220.jp2"}, "221": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. I9I\\nextract from his speech made on a certain oc-\\ncasion, when the matter under consideration\\nwas the repair of Runnells bridge, has been\\nsent me. vum, he began, you are forever-\\nlastingly quarreling over that Runnells bridge.\\nYou say the present is stronger than the old\\none, and you had to take powder to blow the\\nold one out of the way. I wish the whole thing\\nwas sunk in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean!\\nMr. Kendall came to a tragic end; he was\\nkilled in 1833, by Rufus Orcutt, whom he had\\ndunned for rent due, Orcutt being, accord-\\ning to the old-fashioned phrase, in liquor at\\nthe time.\\nAsaph Spaulding was born August 2, 1782,\\non the place next northeast of Kendall s and\\nwhere he spent his life. He was the grand-\\nfather of my correspondent, Mr. Charles S.\\nSpaulding. Eight children were born to him\\nand his wife, Abiah Bowers. Mr. Spaulding\\nwas a shrewd and a successful farmer, but his\\nincome was increased by the manufacture of\\nrum barrels aud hogsheads, for, like most Hol-\\nlis farmers, he had learned a trade at which he\\nworked in the intervals of farm labor. He was", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0221.jp2"}, "222": {"fulltext": "192 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nalso noted for his success in catching wild\\npigeons, and he had the first artificial fish pond\\nin the region. On that poor pine plain he\\nsometimes raised as many as one hundred\\nbushels of rye.\\nNext on the road was Leonard Combs, a\\ntrunk-maker. He married Lucinda Duncklee,\\nbut they had no children.\\nFurther on, stood the home of Mr. Benjamin\\nRogers and his wife, Lydia Sargent, with their\\nfour children. Mr. Rogers also manufactured\\ntrunks, which he covered with horse-hides with\\nthe hair on.\\nAmos Fletcher occupied the next house. He\\nmarried Abigail Towns. There were several\\nof their children in school. Mr. Fletcher s\\nfarm has been in his family from the first set-\\ntlement of the town.\\nCaptain Isaac Parker was Mr. Fletcher s near\\nneighbor. He was an extensive farmer, and\\nsucceeded in getting large returns for his labor\\neven from that poor soil. At one time during\\nthe War of 1812 he sold two hundred bushels of\\nrye for two dollars and a quarter a bushel. The\\nfine shining carriage in which he drove to meet-", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0222.jp2"}, "223": {"fulltext": "MOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. I93\\ning quite eclipsed all the other vehicles in\\ntown. He was a prosperous and influential\\nman throughout his life. He had three chil-\\ndren in school. His son John came to the cen-\\nter of town and captured Mary Ann Gould, one\\nof the fairest of the daughters of Hollis.\\nWe come next to the home of Jeremiah K.\\nNeedham, a busy, hard-working man, who liked\\nto see those around him busy also. He made\\nmore than the usual number of matrimonial\\nventures, marrying Olive Parks for his first wife,\\na Miss Whitney for his second, Mary Swallow\\nfor the third, and Widow Carlton, of Amherst,\\nfor the fourth. I have a list of the names of\\nhis ten children, but will not ask for space to\\ninsert it.\\nSouth of the school-house, on the road over\\nwhat is now known as MoOar s Hill, is the Dr.\\nJones or Zachariah Ober place, occupied for\\nmany years by Mr. John Sargent, who had two\\nchildren in school.\\nGardner Mooar lived next beyond, at the\\nJonathan Foster place. His wife was a daugh-\\nter of Solomon Hardy. They had one son.\\nNear Gardner Mooar s place and in the same", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0223.jp2"}, "224": {"fulltext": "194 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\ndistrict lived his brother John, who married\\nRebecca Abbott. They had four sons and\\none daughter.\\nNearly all these families named were regular\\nattendants at the Hollis Church until the little\\nchurch was organized at Hardscrabble, about\\n1828. This unmusical name was given the new\\nchurch by Mr. J. B. Holt, landlord at the lower\\ntavern, who offered to make a contribution to\\nthe building on condition that he give a name\\nto the place also. Hardscrabble it remained\\nuntil the opening of the Wilton railroad, when\\nthe name was changed to South Merrimac.", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0224.jp2"}, "225": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. I95\\nXXIII\\nThomas Cummings, who dwelt a little north\\nof the center of town, was in many respects a\\ntypical New England man. Though thoroughly\\nmatter-of-fact in disposition, he had also a\\nstrong religious bent. There was no mirthful-\\nness in his composition, but there was nothing\\naustere or repelling. To his earnest goodness,\\nlife seemed too serious and sacred for anything\\nbut active duty. Few men have ever made a\\nstronger impression upon my mind, of genuine\\ngoodness and integrity. His stout, rather large,\\nthough not tall figure always seemed to me\\ngood all over. He followed the trade of shoe-\\nmaking, but was also a small farmer, and for\\nsome years acted as sexton. He might usually\\nbe found at his shop, which stood east of his\\nresidence on the main road. The name I have\\ngiven above was, no doubt, that by which the\\nshoemaker was designated in the family Bible,\\nand upon the church roll and in the town rec-\\nords; but throughout the town he was familiarly", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0225.jp2"}, "226": {"fulltext": "196 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nknown as Uncle Tom Thumper. I don t\\nthink there was anything of derision in the\\ntitle; it was, in fact, a tribute to the faithful,\\nhonest work turned out from his little shop.\\nThe boots and shoes which he made were of\\nthe most substantial kind, not at all like the\\ndelicate, fancy article with paper soles and\\nfragile uppers, fit only for ball room use; and\\nif Uncle Tom Thumper told you the leather\\nwas oak tanned, you might be sure it ivas oak\\ntanned. The wife and mother who presided\\nover his home, was among the best in HoUis.\\nThe children were numerous, well trained, and\\nan honor to their parents. John Bunyan gives\\nhis pilgrims, travelling from the City of De-\\nstruction to the Celestial City, names indicative\\nof their characters, as Mr. Greatheart, Valiant\\nfor Truth, Timid, Mercy, Much Afraid, etc. I\\nthink if Thomas Cummings had been in the\\ncompany, he would have called him Thomas\\nthe Faithful and True.\\nMr. Cummings near neighbor on the north,\\nwas Mr. Benjamin Messer, a good man, active\\nand diligent in business, which was that of a\\ncarpenter. His wife was a sister of Nathan", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0226.jp2"}, "227": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. I97\\nHolt. Their son, B. Edmund Messer, was but\\nlittle older than myself, and my intimacy with\\nhim made me a familiar visitor at his father s\\nhouse. He was a bright boy, with qualities of\\nleadership amoncr the other boys and his popu-\\niarity did not depart as he grew to manhood.\\nEarly in the history of that city, he lived in\\nMinneapolis where he held the office of sheriff\\nHe may now be found in the District of Co-\\nlumbia, well endowed with this world s g-oods,\\nbut still teaching singing, although nearly\\neighty years old.\\nI have spoken of Deacon Hardy, who lived\\nnear Mr. Messer. His wife was a sister of Mr.\\nLund. Their children, I think, left Hollis in\\ntheir early maturity.\\nEthan Willoughby was a carpenter and cab-\\ninet maker. I well remember his four boys.\\nNoah died about 1830.\\nCoolidge Wheat was a marble-cutter living in\\nthe next house on the north, who made grave-\\nstones for his fellow citizens. In spite of his\\nrather melancholy occupation he had a taste\\nfor lighter things, as was shown by the dash of\\nhorse-jockey in his composition.", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0227.jp2"}, "228": {"fulltext": "198 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nNext beyond, in the days of my early recol-\\nlection, was the home of John Boynton, whose\\nwife was my aunt, a sister of R. E. Tenney.\\nAfter his removal to VVestford, Mass., I think\\nthe house was occupied by Luther Hardy, who\\nmarried Hannah Sawtell.\\nAt the head of Long Pond lived Phineas\\nHardy, honored as one of the soldiers of jd.\\nHe had many children; among them Dr. Noah\\nHardy was well known. Louis, another son,\\nan active man and the owner of the old home,\\ndied very suddenly there about 1830. After-\\nward Moses Wood, who had married Phineas\\nHardy s daughter. Submit, resided there.\\nJames Farley dwelt at the foot of Long Pond\\nHill. I am told by Mr. C. A. Wood, of Piqua.\\nOhio, that he was an inventive genius and\\nmade valuable machines, which are still in use,\\nfor the finishing of staves and barrels.\\nPassing the home of Thomas Patch, Jr., we\\ncome next to that of Captain Jonathan Taylor\\nWright. To him I should be inclined to de-\\nvote an entire letter, were he not well remem-\\nbered by many yet in Hollis. But even if I\\nwere to do so, I could not mention all his vir-", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0228.jp2"}, "229": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. I99\\ntues. What was it that made him a man trusted\\nand honored by all? He was not brilliant nor\\nlearned, for his education was only that of the\\ncommon school. He lacked both culture and\\npolish, and there was nothing unusually attract-\\nive in his personal appearance. He was some-\\nthing of a musician, and very fond of singing,\\nbut he had not a full, mellow, highly cultivated\\nvoice; in fact, there was in it somethfng of the\\nproverbial Yankee nasal twang. But none of\\nthese defects could disguise the true simplicity,\\nhonesty, and sincerity of character, which made\\nthe man what he was, commanded the con-\\nfidence and respect of all who knew him, and\\nbrought him forward often to fill places of re-\\nsponsibility and honor in the town and in the\\nState Legislature. I remember that at one\\ntime he owned a fine bay horse worth, at least,\\na hundred and twenty-five dollars. A man was\\ntalking of buying the horse, a-id I heard Mr.\\nWright say, I have some reason to fear that\\nmy horse is diseased, and with that fully under-\\nstood I would take twenty-five dollars for him.\\nThe purchaser took the horse at that price, and,\\nhaving cured him of a little cold, found he had", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0229.jp2"}, "230": {"fulltext": "200 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO,\\na sound and very valuable animal. When John\\nWoods was lost at sea, the heirs (one of whom\\nwas Mrs. James Parker) sent Captain Wright\\nto New Bedford to settle the estate; not that\\nhe was the most skilled and competent of men\\nfor such business, but because they knew that\\nthe work would be done by him with the strict-\\nest honesty. Mr. C. A. Wood writes me, No\\ntruer man ever lived in Hollis than Captain\\nWright. When I married and began business\\nfor myself, he said to me, Take my advice\\nand always be honest. Had Captain Wright\\nbeen in John Bunyan s company, I think he\\nwould have dropped his title and part of his\\nname and called him simply Wright Honest.\\nMr. Thomas Patch lived in the house north\\nof Capt. Wright s. I used to pity the old gen-\\ntleman when I saw him teaming to and from\\nBoston, carrying loads of barrels, after his legs\\nwere broken and he had become prematurely\\nlame. In the same house lived Richard Patch,\\na stirring business man.\\nTaylor Merrill, a school teacher, occupied\\nthe next dwelling, and Varnum Wheeler re-\\nsided there later.\\nAt the corner beyond, Joseph Patch was al-", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0230.jp2"}, "231": {"fulltext": "MOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 201\\nways to be found in his store, during all my\\nHollis life. What a good, quiet, honest man\\nhe was. He had taken to wife a Miss Johnson,\\nfrom Pine Hill.\\nJames Parker was a good blacksmith, located\\nat the corner, where he served the people in\\nthe north part of Hollis acceptably till his\\nstrong arm was forced to succumb to old age.\\nI have been just a little criticised for my\\nfailure to confer the titles of honor properly\\nbelonging to them, upon some of those men-\\ntioned in my letters. It has not been from\\nany lack of respect, but I confess, I like direct-\\nness and simplicity in speaking to and of\\nfriends, and I might quote the distinguished\\nexample of some in the highest positions. Let\\nme give one incident. Abraham Lincoln and\\nRichard Yates had long practiced law together\\nand were familiar friends. Later, when one\\nwas President of the United States, and the\\nother Governor of Illinois, and our civil war\\nwas wringing the hearts of the nation, the Gov-\\nernor telegraphed to the President, Abe, you\\nmust go faster! Back over the wires across\\nthe continent flashed the reply, Hold on, Dick,\\nand see the salvation of God.", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0231.jp2"}, "232": {"fulltext": "202 MOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nXXIV.\\nThe Hillsborough County Fair was an insti-\\ntution of importance seventy years ago. The\\nannual Fairs at Amherst were occasions of deep\\ninterest to the inhabitants of the county, and\\nthe people of Hollis were not behind others in\\nenthusiasm. In the eyes of the small boys,\\nthe attractions of the Fair rivalled those of the\\nannual Muster, and for both their pennies\\nwere carefully hoarded to be laid out in ginger-\\nbread and other joys of childhood, on those\\ntwo happy days.\\nThe farmers of Hollis took a commendable\\ninterest in exhibiting their stock and the pro-\\nducts of their farms. I should say that in those\\nearly days Captain Jonathan Taylor Wheeler\\nwas the most prominent among Hollis exhibit-\\nors and took the most pride in his careful sys-\\ntem of farming and the raising of fine animals\\nfor the annual show. I used to think he rode\\nthe most beautiful horse I had ever seen\u00e2\u0080\u0094 a\\nhandsome dapple gray, always fat and well", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0232.jp2"}, "233": {"fulltext": "MOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 203\\ngroomed. I understand now better than I did\\nthen, why ail his stock looked so much better\\nthan those of most of his neighbors. He was\\nalways gentle and kind with all his animals,\\nand took special pride in their fine appearance.\\nAll were bountifully fed and well cared for.\\nHis oxen were generally closely matched, and\\ntrained with exactness to the word. The whole\\nfarm showed its owner s careful and intelligent\\ncare and the good judgment which guided all\\ndetails. When this farm was entered with oth-\\ners at the Hillsborough County Fair, for pre-\\nmium, it was a source of pride not only to the\\nowner but also to HoUis people in general, to\\nhear the announcement from the judges stand\\non the Fair Grounds, that the first premium for\\nthe best managed farm in Hillsborough county,\\nwas awarded to Captain Jonathan T. Wheeler.\\nI once, when a boy, made a visit to this farm,\\nof which I had heard so much, and greatly ad-\\nmired what I saw. There were strong, high\\nfences about the barns and yards. The horses\\nand colts, pigs, sheep, cows and oxen were all\\nof the best sorts and in the best condition. Tied\\nup in the barn was that beautiful, great, red", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0233.jp2"}, "234": {"fulltext": "204 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nbull, which, I was told, had once playfully\\ntossed his owner into the watering-trough, when\\nCaptain Wheeler led his pet beauty out to\\ndrink. Gates and bars and all other farm con-\\nveniences were in the best of order.\\nIf Hollis farmers prided themselves upon one\\nthing more than another, it was upon their\\noxen. I used to listen with interest to much\\nconversation respecting those useful beasts.\\nThe first question asked would be, How much\\ndo they girth? Six feet girth was small;\\nseven feet, large. But the training the oxen\\nreceived was to me marvellous, and the strength\\nshown by the enormous loads they drew, pro-\\ndigious. It was of great interest to watch the\\ncontest between the oxen shown at the fair, as\\nthey tugged at the heavily loaded drag or stone-\\nboat, in the test of strength. Among the offi-\\ncers of the fair were Captain Wheeler, Samuel\\nHayden and other Hollis men, wearing the\\nbadges of distinction; and perhaps no town in\\nthe county was better represented on the ground\\nthan Hollis. There were many to wish Hollis\\noxen should win. Mr. C. A. Wood tells me\\nthat a yoke of oxen owned by a man named", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0234.jp2"}, "235": {"fulltext": "MOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 205\\nSweet, of Bedford, took the first premium at\\nthe drag-pull, to the downfall of HoUis hopes.\\nBut, lo and behold! it came out that the win-\\nners were purchased only the previous spring\\nof Deacon Philip Wood. So Hollis continued\\nto plume herself upon her oxen; and I may\\nadd that, in respect to the display in other de-\\npartments, she was not wont to be behind.\\nNothing at the fair drew more general atten-\\ntion than the annual plowing match. One year\\nthe contest was between our townsman. Captain\\nWheeler, and a man whose name I cannot give.\\nL. P. Hubbard, Esq., thus describes the match:\\nThe plowing match was arranged for the af-\\nternoon. Two plots of ground were staked off\\nexactly of a size. At the appointed hour the two\\ncontestants were seen approaching the grounds\\nlaid out. Captain Wheeler, of Hollis, as calm\\nas though he was about to plow his cornfield at\\nhome, holding his plow and driving his oxen,\\nwas soon in position. The name of his com-\\npetitor I do not remember, but I think he was\\na Milford man. He evidently understood his\\nbusiness; he took his position with a driver.\\nAll were now on tiptoe for the signal from the", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0235.jp2"}, "236": {"fulltext": "206 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nofficers to start. We did not have to wait lone.\\nNever had I seen furrows turned so rapidly,\\nevenly and beautifully. The contest was a\\nspirited one, but our townsman won the prize,\\nand Hollis shared the honor.\\nBesides the legitimate exhibitions there were\\nthe usual side-shows. I have a letter from Dea-\\ncon E. J. Colburn, a gentleman who, I venture\\nto say, never forgets anything; at least I have\\nfound him to be a veritable walking encyclo-\\npedia, full of entertaining and valuable infor-\\nmation. The letter referred to tells of the ex-\\nhibition, on one occasion at the Fair, of a bully\\nand a coward:\\nI have a very vivid recollection of hearing\\nmy father relate what occurred at Amherst, at\\none of the County Fairs. Father was in com-\\npany with a Mr. Ames (Burpee, I think), who\\nwas a man considerably advanced in life, rather\\na small-sized man, but very well kept. While\\nengaged in looking articles over, a large, burly-\\nlooking man, about thirty years of age, with a\\nlarge whip in his hand, came up and addressed\\nMr. Ames, asking if he was not Mr. Ames of\\nHollis. To which Mr. Ames replied that he", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0236.jp2"}, "237": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 20/\\nwas, when the man asked if he did not recog-\\nnize him. Mr. Ames very affably replied that\\nhe did not. The man then inquired if he did\\nnot keep school one winter about fifteen years\\nbefore, and if he did not remember giving a\\ncertain boy a good licking. Whereupon Mr.\\nAmes replied that he did not recall the event,\\nbut had no doubt he was correct, as it was his\\ncustom to whip his boys when he thought they\\nneeded it. The young man then said he had\\nalways remembered it, and had promised him-\\nself that if ever he got big enough and had an\\nopportunity, he would thrash him. Now he\\nhad such a chance, and he was going to do it,\\nthen and there. Mr. Ames looked him in the\\neye and said calmly asd pleasantly, Are you\\nin earnest? Do you mean it? The reply was,\\n*Yes, you will find out I mean it. In an in-\\nstant, Mr. Ames threw off his hat, coat and\\nvest, and rolled up his shirt-sleeves; but before\\nhe had got ready, the young man sneaked\\naway and was lost in the crowd. Mr. Burpee\\nAmes must have been at that time, I think,\\nwell on toward seventy. Many will remember\\nhim as one of our respected citizens. He was", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0237.jp2"}, "238": {"fulltext": "208 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nthe father of William Ames, Esq., and grand-\\nfather to Captain M. Nathan Ames. In those\\ndays the rod and the ferule were much more\\nfreely applied in school than at present, and it\\nwas not uncommon to hear a rude, ignorant\\nboy of low instincts, mutter after a good thrash-\\ning in school, I ll lick that master if ever I\\nam big enough. Since Deacon Colburn s tale\\nled us to this subject, I will venture to relate\\nanother story, similar to his, although it has no\\nconnection with the Hillsborough County Fair.\\nElderly people in Hollis and Brookline will\\nnever forget the Rev. Mr. Hill, who preached\\nso many years in Mason. Though he was a\\nman of small stature, he was great in ability,\\nand was wont to preach -the longest sermons of\\nany minister in the region. We used to hear\\nhim from the Hollis pulpit, for Mr. Smith ex-\\nchanged with him regularly once a year. Soon\\nafter his settlement at Mason, a man of the\\nBully Brooks order of humanity (my older\\nreaders will recognize this as the designation\\napplied to a certain Southern coward, who\\nstruck down Charles Sumner in the Senate\\nChamber) met him and said abruptly, Do", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0238.jp2"}, "239": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 209\\nyou remember licking me once in school?\\nI do, was the reply. It was because I\\nthought it for your good. Well, said the\\nbully, I said then I would lick you when I was\\nbig enough, and I can do it now. In vain the\\ngood pastor protested his good intentions.\\nFinally, seeing kind words were of no avail, the\\nReverend gentleman resorted to stronger argu-\\nments, and turning suddenly upon his assailant,\\nwith one well-directed blow, laid him low in\\nthe dust, where he held him till he had secured\\nall the promises he required. And all the peo-\\nple said, Amen!", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0239.jp2"}, "240": {"fulltext": "210 MOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nXXV\\nMy interesting neighbor, the Reverend T. G.\\nBrainerd, of whom I have already spoken, was\\ngraduated from Yale College in 1830. He has\\ntold me of his admiration for the shrewdness\\nand practical wisdom with which President\\nDay was accustomed to judge the young men\\nwho came to him as strangers. Of some of\\nthem he would say, O, they are second gener-\\nation men. And what do you mean by that,\\nMr. President? he would be asked. I mean\\njust this, the wise old man would reply; they\\nare men whose fathers have become suddenly\\nrich, and I expect but little of them. I have\\nobserved that it is the general rule among those\\nfamilies to whom riches come suddenly, that\\nthe course from poverty to wealth and back to\\npoverty again, takes but three generations. Of\\nthe first and third you may make men. For\\nthe unfortunate second generation there is little\\nhope. This remark has been brought to my\\nmind more than once, as I have reviewed the", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0240.jp2"}, "241": {"fulltext": "IIOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 211\\nhistory of the families of Hollis, The poor\\nsoil upon which the town was placed gave re-\\nturns only to persistent and faithful industry.\\nNo great natural advantages of any sort existed\\nwhereby it was possible to acquire sudden\\nriches. The high ambition prevalent among\\nHollis families from the beginning, to secure\\nfor their children the best of moral and educa-\\ntional advantages, could be gratified only by\\nmeans of close economy and stern self-denial.\\nThere could not be, there never had been, any\\nof President Day s second generation men.\\nPossibly some of the good people of Hollis\\nmay sometimes have suffered the heartache of\\ndiscouragement and disappointment. They\\nmay sometimes have been tempted to envy the\\nmore prosperous dwellers in the new towns of\\nLowell, Nashua, Manchester and Lawrence, as\\nthey watched those settlements grow swiftly\\ninto cities, while many a poor man found him-\\nself possessed of sudden wealth, and all within\\nthe space of my own lifetime. If such there\\nwere, I think their troubled hearts might have\\nbeen set at rest, could they have had vouch-\\nsafed them the sweeping glance of supernatural", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0241.jp2"}, "242": {"fulltext": "212 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nvision, backward and forward over the hundred\\nand fifty years of the work of Hollis men and\\nwomen. Could they have reah zed in their days\\nof trial, the blessings which would flow forth\\nlike a perennial stream, from that obscure New\\nHampshire village, to refresh and beautify and\\nbless the world, they might, indeed, have been\\nquite content to go on raising only men and\\nwomen, unenvious of others who set cotton\\nmills to spinning, or gathered mighty crops of\\ngolden grain into their bursting barns. I know\\nno village with a prouder record, judged in the\\nlight of eternity. Many daughters have done\\nvirtuously, but thou excellest them all. Who\\ncan count the numbers who have gone forth\\nfrom Hollis during that hundred and fifty years,\\narmed and equipped for the world s great bat-\\ntle with evil? Could the recording angel show\\nto us a list of their names the earnest minis-\\nters of God, scattered from end to end of this\\ngreat country, the good men and strong, to be\\nfound in all the professions and in every sort\\nof business, the true and noble women, leading\\nthe van in all movements for progress and re-\\nform, the multitudes of active, devoted disciples", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0242.jp2"}, "243": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 21 3\\nof the Master, living their quiet, faithful lives\\nand making the world daily better for their liv-\\ning, I think we should stand confounded at\\nthe splendid harvest from that sterile Hollis\\nsoil.\\nThis line of thought has, perhaps, been al-\\nready amply illustrated in preceding letters,\\nbut I wish to give one more example. There\\nwas a certain little boy born in Hollis some\\ntwenty years before myself. Let us follow him\\nand his children, and see something of what\\nthat single family has done in and for the world.\\nRalph was the name of the boy, and he came\\nof good Puritan stock through both parents.\\nFrom those older than myself I have learned\\nthat his early days were passed much like those\\nof many another New England boy. He as-\\nsisted his good father and mother with the farm\\nand home work, played upon the village com-\\nmon, and made one of the studious pupils of\\nthe Center school. Having fitted for college,\\nhe entered Yale and was graduated with the\\nhighest honors, in 1811, at the age of twenty-\\nfour. After two years of teaching in the col-\\nlege and a course of theological study, there", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0243.jp2"}, "244": {"fulltext": "214 HOLT.IS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nfollowed thirteen years of pastoral work at\\nNorfolk, Conn., whence he was called to fill\\nthe chair of Ecclesiastical History and Pastoral\\nTheology in the Theological Seminary at\\nAndover, Mass. During the quarter of a cen-\\ntury of his distinguished labors in the Seminary\\nhe was also a welcome contributor to various\\ntheological periodicals, and the author of sev-\\neral valuable works. Two of his nephews,\\nWillis and Edwards Hall, had also the good\\nfortune to be fitted for college by their eminent\\nrelative during this portion of his career. They\\nboth became distinguished men in New York\\nCity. Professor Emerson for it is hardly\\nmeet that I should longer presume to use his\\nboyish name in speaking of the honored and\\nvenerable Doctor of Divinity resigned his\\nposition in the Seminary in 1854, though nine\\nripe years of his long and useful life remained.\\nWhen at last the summons came, it was from\\nRockford, 111., that he went to Heaven. The\\ngood wife with whom he had passed so many\\nhappy years, was Eliza Rockwell, of Colebrook,\\nConn. Her family was said to have the happy\\ngift of being proud but not lofty. All of", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0244.jp2"}, "245": {"fulltext": "C^^^^ ^S^^-^:^^^^^", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0245.jp2"}, "246": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0246.jp2"}, "247": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 21 5\\ntheir nine children grew to manhood and\\nwomanhood, and seven yet live. I think I may\\nsay that all have proved talented men or women\\nand possessed of far more than ordinary powers\\nof usefulness.\\nWhat a group of noble children that must\\nhave been, gathered in that blessed Christian\\nhome! Let us fancy them clustered round\\ntheir happy parents in their Andover home,\\nwhile we name them over and briefly indicate\\ntheir life-work.\\nDaniel followed his father into the ministry,\\nand now lives in advanced years and feeble\\nhealth, in North Kingsville, Ohio.\\nMary became the wife of Professor Joseph\\nHaven, of Amherst College, and removed with\\nhim to Chicago when he accepted a position\\nin the Theological Seminary there. She is\\nnow a widow with four surviving children. She\\nis described as a woman of influence, engaged\\nin every good work.\\nWe, in the west, are familiar with the name\\nof Professor Joseph Emerson, the second of\\nDr, Ralph Emerson s sons, who has been for\\nmany years professor of Greek in Beloit Col-", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0247.jp2"}, "248": {"fulltext": "2l6 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nlege. He is a graduate of Yale and Andover,\\nand was for a time tutor at Yale. He has two\\nchildren, and there are also in his family two\\nof the fourth generation of the descendants of\\nthe good HoUis deacon, Daniel Emerson.\\nRockwell, also a graduate of Yale College,\\nbecame a lawyer in New York City, and died\\nthere, leaving five children.\\nSamuel resides in Virginia. Like so many\\nof the family, he is a graduate of Yale and\\nAndover, He is yet unmarried.\\nRalph is a well known manufacturer of Rock-\\nford, 111., noted not only for business energy,\\nbut for large-hearted benevolence as well. His\\nthree sons have all been taken from him. Five\\ndaughters remain, nearly all of whom have\\nbeen graduated from Wellesley College.\\nPoiter is the only other one of Dr. Ralph\\nEmerson s nine children whose earthly life has\\nclosed. His death took place recently in Rock-\\nford.\\nElizabeth is the wife of Rev. S. J. Humphrey,\\nD. D., Secretary A. B. C. F. M., and resides in\\nOak Park, 111. She has a large measure of the\\nfamily talent for literary and benevolent work,", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0248.jp2"}, "249": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 21/\\nand her facile pen does valuable work for mis-\\nsionary and other worthy causes.\\nRev. William B. Brown, D. D., of East\\nOrange, N. J., has married the last of Doctor\\nEmerson s daughters and the youngest of his\\nchildren. Mrs. Charlotte Emerson Brown is\\none of the leading women of the country. A\\ngraduate of Abbott Seminary at Andover, she\\nhas been ever since her school days a persist-\\nent and diligent student. Many years of travel\\nand residence at different times in foreign\\nlands have made her a fluent speaker and writer\\nin many tongues, including modern Greek ac-\\nquired during a long stay in Athens. Not sat-\\nisfied with the high degree of literary culture\\nwhich she had attained, on coming to reside in\\nRockford she soon secured a thorough busi-\\nness education also, at one of the best Chicago\\nbusiness colleges; and to make her new know-\\nledge practical, she entered the business house\\nof her brother Ralph, as his private secretary.\\nShe was for a time teacher of modern languages\\nin Rockford College, but on her marriage,\\nabout twelve years ago, removed to the East,\\nwhere her busy intellectual life continues.", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0249.jp2"}, "250": {"fulltext": "2l8 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\nMrs. Brown has been president of many liter-\\nary clubs, and has now served for some years\\nas president of the General Federation of\\nWoman s Literary Clubs, whose biennial\\nmeeting in Chicago last spring was a gathering\\nof a large number of the brightest and most\\nnotable women of the land, including also some\\nfrom foreign countries.\\nOf the third generation of this remarkable\\nfamily there is something to be said, notwith-\\nstanding the youth of most of its members.\\nRalph Wilcox, son of Rev. Daniel Emerson, is\\none of the most promising young men in Rock-\\nford, 111. Dr. Joseph Haven, an eminent physi-\\ncian in Chicago, is the son of Mrs. Mary Emer-\\nson Haven. Miss Clara Emerson, daughter of\\nProf. Joseph Emerson, took high honors in\\nGreek at Wellesley College. Mrs. Adeline\\nEmerson Thompson, a Wellesley graduate in\\n1880, and a daughter of Ralph Emerson, of\\nRockford, should receive special mention as\\nthe president of that most modern, most pro-\\ngressive and most promising benevolent enter-\\nprise, The College Settlement Society of\\nAmerica. She is also president of the New", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0250.jp2"}, "251": {"fulltext": "A CIa/!^^^u5 (^1?^^^.^^ ^o/^^^2 \u00c2\u00abX-", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0251.jp2"}, "252": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0252.jp2"}, "253": {"fulltext": "HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO. 219\\nYork Branch of Collegiate Alumnae. All these\\nare noble and worthy descendants of the little\\nHollis boy, Ralph Emerson, whose parents\\nearly trained his feet to walk in the right way.\\nAnd now I am about to lay down my pen.\\nI have arrived at a point where I can sympa-\\nthize with a certain writer who was the author\\nof a work upon The Beauties of the Psalms.\\nAt the close of the volume he says, No one\\nof these delightful poems has given me the\\nleast uneasiness except the last. That has\\ngrieved me because it has made me realize that\\nmy work was done. I began this series of\\nletters without any very definite plan, but cer-\\ntainly with no thought of making it so extended.\\nThe pleasant task of reviewing the history of\\nmy early home and refreshing my memories of\\nthe noble men and women who have dwelt\\nthere, and through whom such wide-spread in-\\nfluences for good have gone forth to bless the\\nworld, has led me on, till, to my surprise, I find\\nthat my closing letter bears a date nearly two\\nyears later than that of my first.\\nWhether those beneficent influences shall", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0253.jp2"}, "254": {"fulltext": "220 HOLLIS SEVENTY YEARS AGO.\\ncontinue to flow forth from future generations\\nof the descendants of Hollis families, depends\\nupon whether or not they adhere to the princi-\\nples of their ancestors.\\nAs one of the children of Hollis, now old and\\nwhite-headed, I would that I might gather all\\nher children within sound of my voice, while\\nI might most solemnly speak to them, as my\\nparting words, some of the last of the words of\\nDavid the King, to Solomon his son, and to the\\npeople whom he was to rule no longer:\\nNow therefore in the sight of all Israel, the congre-\\ngation of the Lord, and in the audience of our God, keep\\nand seek for all the commandments of the Lord your\\nGod; that ye may possess this good land, and leave it\\nfor an inheritance for your children after you forever.\\nAnd thou Solomon, my son, know thou the God of thy\\nfather, and serve him with a perfect heart and with a\\nwilling mind, for the Lord searcheth all hearts and un-\\nderstandeth all the imaginations of the thoughts. If\\nthou seek him, he will be found of thee; but if thou for-\\nsake him, he will cast thee off forever.", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0254.jp2"}, "255": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0255.jp2"}, "256": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0256.jp2"}, "257": {"fulltext": "APPEN DIX.\\nFrom the Corigregational Church of Hollis.\\nThe Congregational Church of Mollis, N. H., convened\\nin its annual meeting and reunion, December 31, 1891,\\nadopted the following:\\nResolved, That the thanks of this church be presented\\nDeacon Henry G. Little, of Grinnell, Iowa (a native of\\nthis town), for the interesting letters he has so kindly\\nfurnished the Mollis Tipies during the last year, entitled\\nRecollections of Seventy Years Ago, and that a min-\\nute of this resolution be entered upon the records, and a\\ncopy forwarded to Deacon Little, attested by the pastor\\nand clerk.\\nAttest:\u00e2\u0080\u0094 A true copy.\\nSamuel L. Gerould, Pastor.\\nEllen H. Lovejoy, Clerk.\\nFrom L. P. Hubbard, Esq.\\nNew York, June 25, 1894.\\nHon. Henry G. Little:\\nFsteejned Friend I have long cherished the hope\\nthat I should live to see your series of letters, Hollis,\\nSeventy Years Ago, which appeared in the Mollis Ti^nes\\nabout two years since, published in a more permanent", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0257.jp2"}, "258": {"fulltext": "222 APPENDIX.\\nform. The letters abound in historical facts not to be\\nfound elsewhere, and a moral tone pervades them that\\nwill promote their usefulness.\\nVery Truly Yours,\\nLuther Prescott Hubbard.\\nFrom Rev. S. L. Geroiild.\\nHoLLis, N. H., Sept. 3, 1894.\\nMy Dear Mr. Little:\\nSome months ago you contributed to the columns\\nof our local newspaper a series of letters, giving your\\nrecollections of the people of this place a half-century\\nand more ago, I have many times wished that these\\ncould be put into a more perma^ient form, so that they\\ncould be preserved for future use. The historian of this\\ntown, in these letters, would find much light thrown upon\\nthe manners and customs of the early inhabitants of the\\nplace, as well as upon the people, that could be found\\nnowhere else. May I, therefore, ask that, if you can see\\nyour way to do it, you will have them printed in some\\nform that will enable us to preserve them for the future.\\nSincerely Yours,\\nS. L. Gerould,\\nPastor Congregational Church.\\nFro7n Mr. Daniel Hay den.\\nTo the Editor of the Hollis Times:\\nI desire to publicly thank H. G. L. for his inter-\\nesting letters, giving reminiscences of Hollis seventy", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0258.jp2"}, "259": {"fulltext": "APPENDIX. 223\\nI\\nyears ago. I readily recall and remember all of the per-\\nsons mentioned. I was privileged to drive the oxen\\nbelonging to Captain J. T. Wheeler, which have been\\nmentioned. Although a few years older than H G. L.,\\nI still take a deep interest in old Mollis, the place of my\\nnativity, as I remember it seventy years ago.\\nVery Respectfully Yours,\\nDaniel Hayden.\\nMarlborough, Massachusetts.\\n[Born June 28, i8og; the only survivor of the nine children of the\\nlate Josiah and Mary (Patch) Hayden.]\\nFrom Miss L. E. Worcester.\\nI am very glad to know the Letters are to be published,\\nand await the appearance of the little volume with\\npleasure.\\nL. E. Worcester.\\nHollis, 8\u00e2\u0080\u009412, 1894.\\nFrom Mrs. Charlotte Emerso?t Browft.\\nI read the Recollections that were forwarded to me\\nwith much interest, and feel sure that the Hollis people\\nand their descendants would be very glad to have copies\\nof them in permanent form. The idea is well\\nconceived and well executed as to style and thought,\\nand will be useful in book form, not only at the present\\ntime, but for the filling out of history in later genera-\\ntions. Yours Very Truly,\\nCharlotte Emerson Brown.\\nEast Orange, N. J.", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0259.jp2"}, "260": {"fulltext": "224 APPENDIX.\\nFrom Professor William F. Bradbury.\\nHead Master Cambridge Latin School.\\nCambridge, Mass., Aug. 31, 1894.\\nHon. H. G. Little:\\nMy Dear Sir I have heard a suggestion that you\\nmight be induced to put into book-form your reminis-\\ncences of the good old town of Mollis (N. H.). I hope\\nmost earnestly that you will do so. It is too bad not to\\nkeep the memories of our fathers and mothers green.\\nI shall be delighted to see the work done.\\nTruly Yours,\\nW. F. Bradbury.\\nFrom Benj. Edmund Messer, Esq.\\nAnacostia, D. C, August 30, 1894.\\nHon. Henry G. Little:\\nDear Sir:\u00e2\u0080\u0094 I had the pleasure of reading several\\nof your series of letters published in the Hollis paper a\\nfew years ago. They were a graphic recital of scenes and\\nevents which occurred in that beautiful inland town sev-\\nenty years ago. Those letters were interesting in them-\\nselves, deeply so to the few survivors, and would be to\\ntheir children and their children s children, down to\\ngenerations unborn.\\nI hope you may put them into book form and thus pre-\\nserve that large amount of matter, historic and biograph-\\nical, which you have embodied in those letters. I was\\ntwelve years old at the point where you commence your\\nletters. I knew all the old people in Hollis at that time.", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0260.jp2"}, "261": {"fulltext": "APPENDIX. 225\\nThat generation has long since passed a*way, and the\\nfifth is now upon the stage. I know whereof you write\\nin many of the scenes depicted. I had forgotten many\\nuntil you unrolled the panorama and gave me a review\\nof those happy days in the springtime of life when hope\\nedges with gold our fond anticipations.\\nWishing you abundant success in the enterprise should\\nyou enter upon it, I remain\u00e2\u0080\u0094 as in childhood, so in old\\nage,\\nYour Friend,\\nB. E. Messer.", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0261.jp2"}, "262": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0262.jp2"}, "263": {"fulltext": "Index of Persons.\\nPAGE\\nBALDWIN-\\nADAMS-\\nMr.,\\n148\\nAbigail Smith,\\n165, 166\\nEbenezer,\\n157, 158\\nPres. John\\n70, 165\\nRebecca,\\n148\\nWilliam,\\n92\\nThomas,\\n148\\nABBOTT-\\nBANCROFT\u00e2\u0080\u0094 M\\nrs. Farley, 122\\nAbial,\\n40\\nBEECHER-Lyi\\nnan, 165\\nBenjamin,\\n40\\nBLOOD-\\nALVORD-\\nEbenezer,\\n171\\nLouise,\\n185\\nElizabeth A..\\n171\\nMax Barrows,\\n183\\nGeorge H.,\\n170, 172\\nAMES-\\nHattieM.,\\n174\\nBurpee,\\nlog, 206, 207\\nDr. Josiah,\\n171\\nM. Nathan,\\n208\\nMary A.,\\n170, 172, 173. 174\\nSarah,\\n12S\\nBOUTWELL\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nWilliam.\\n89. 125, 208\\nGeorge S.,\\n42\\nAUSTIN-\\nMrs. Sarah Thnyer, 42\\nBenjamin,\\n41\\nBOYLSTON-Richard, 117\\nChristopher,\\n41, 42\\nBOYNTON-\\nDaniel,\\n41\\nJohn,\\n198\\nJefferson,\\n41\\nMoses,\\n160\\nLuther,\\n41\\nMrs. Sarah Tenney, 79. 198\\nMr.,\\n40, 140\\nBRADLEY\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Ezekiel, 160\\nMary,\\n41\\nBRAINERD-\\nNoah,\\n41\\nRev. T. G.,\\n78, 210\\nPage,\\n41. 139. 140\\nBRADBURY-\\nStephen,\\n41\\nEdward E.,\\n167, 168, 169\\nAVERY-Mr.,\\n106, 190\\nMrs. Eliza Emerson,\\nBAILEY-\\n163, 164, 166, 168\\nCaptain,\\n14C, 147. 157\\nEsther C,\\n168\\nLeonard,\\n148\\nWilliam F.,\\nWilliam S.,\\n166, 167, 168, 169\\n162,\\n163, 164, 166, 168\\n227", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0263.jp2"}, "264": {"fulltext": "228\\nINDEX.\\nPAGE\\nPAGE\\nBROOKS-Mary Ann,\\n39\\nMoses,\\n41\\nBROWN-\\nNathan, Jr.,\\n141, 143\\nMrs. Charlotte Emerson,\\nNathan, Sr.,\\n140, 142\\n217. 218\\nRobert.\\n93\\nRev. William B.,\\n217\\nWilliam,\\n156\\nW. G.,\\n40\\nCOMBS-\\nBURGE-\\nLeonaid,\\n192\\nAbbie,\\n176\\nMrs. Lucinda D.\\n192\\nex.,\\n99\\nCONANT-\\nCyrus,\\n99\\nElias,\\n26, 104\\nDeacon,\\n19, 21, 99\\nJewett,\\n120\\nEdwin A..\\n176\\nJosiah,\\n26,63\\nEphraim,\\n80, 82\\nMrs. Josiah,\\n63\\nMartha,\\n176\\nSarah,\\n63\\nBUTTERFIELD-\\nCOX\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Rev. Sam l H.\\n70\\nSewall,- 26, 67, 103\\nCUMMINGS-\\nMiss.\\n107\\nThomas, 26,\\n150, 195. 196\\nCHANNING-\\nCUTTER-\\nRuth,\\n79\\nDr. Benoni,\\n63\\nDr. William Ellery,\\n79\\nMrs. Benoni,\\n24, 64, 79\\nCLOUGH-\\nB. G.,\\n25\\nCyrus,\\n40\\nJohnH.,\\n64\\nRichard,\\n40\\nDAY-\\nCOBBETT-Isaac,\\n188\\nAlbert,\\n179\\nCOLBURN-\\nCharles,\\n178\\nBradley,\\ni6i\\nEdward,\\n179\\nEdward,\\n156\\nEugene E.,\\n180\\nE.J..\\nDr. P. B., 64,\\n178, 179, 180\\n41, 138, 141, 142, 143\\n206, 208\\nMrs. P. B.,\\n177. 178\\nErie,\\n41. 143\\nPresident,\\n210, 211\\nJames,\\n142, 143\\nDOW\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nJohn,\\n161\\nJeremiah.\\n48.98\\nLucinda,\\n41, 143\\nSarah Eastman,\\n127\\nLydia,\\n41", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0264.jp2"}, "265": {"fulltext": "[NDEX.\\n229\\nEASTMAN-\\nSarah,\\n114\\nAbigail,\\n127\\nSamuel,\\n216\\nAlpheus,\\n14, 18, 89\\nWilliam, 48. So.\\n99, 114\\nAmos,\\n88, 8g\\nWilliam, Jr.,\\n114\\nCharles,\\n25\\nEV ARTS- William M.,\\n73\\nEleanor,\\n121\\nFARLEY-\\nJonathan,\\n121\\nAbel,\\n137\\nJoseph,\\n126\\nAbigail Hardy,\\n189\\nJoseph F.,\\n125, 126\\nAdolphus,\\n39\\nPorter,\\n121\\nAlfred,\\n137\\nSophia,\\n126\\nAlonzo,\\n39\\nWilliam Plummer, 90\\nAmos,\\n39\\nEATON\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Clarissa Farley, 65\\nMrs. Anna Merrill,\\n188\\nEMERSON-\\nAsa,\\n105, 160\\nAmy Fletcher,\\nIII\\nBen,\\n121\\nBenjamin,\\n24\\nBenjamin,\\n88\\nCharles,\\n114\\nBenjamin, Jr.,\\n188\\nClara,\\n218\\nCapt. Benjamin, 88,\\n131. 137\\nRev. Daniel,\\nBenjamin Mark,\\n53, 76, no. Ill,\\n140, 163, 164\\n23, 88, 121,\\n122, 129\\nMrs. Daniel, 24\\n2S, 163, 164\\nClarissa,\\n39\\nDeacon Daniel,\\n110, III, 216\\nDaniel,\\n155\\nDaniel,\\n21;\\nEnoch,\\n189\\nEdward,\\n116, 166\\nHenry,\\n39\\nEliza, 163,\\n164, 166. 168\\nIsaac, 26\\nu 39. 132\\nMrs. Eliza Rockwell, 214\\nJames,\\n198\\nRev. Joseph, 24,\\nIII, 112, 113\\nJefferson,\\n88. 137\\nProf. Joseph,\\n215, 218\\nMrs. Jefferson,\\n88, 131\\nPorter,\\n216\\nJoanna,\\n132, 134\\nRalph,\\n216, 217, 218\\nLeonard W., 107, 123.\\n124. 137\\nRev. Ralph,\\nMrs. Leonard W.,\\n107\\niir, 213,\\n214, 215, 2iq\\nMary,\\n39.66\\nRalph Wilcox,\\n218\\nPage. 26, 65, 66,\\n116, 162\\nRockwell,\\n216\\nPerry,\\n137", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0265.jp2"}, "266": {"fulltext": "230\\nINDEX.\\nPAGE\\nHALE-\\nPAGE\\nFARLF.Y (continued)\\nDavid,\\n130\\nSarah,\\n39\\nJohn,\\n130\\nSybil Holt,\\n105, 160\\nFrescott,\\n158\\nSquire, Sr.,\\n56, 65, 107\\nDr. Wm., 22, 23,\\n25, 66, 89, 158\\nStephen, 132, 133,\\n134,\\n135. X36\\nWilliam E.,\\n67\\nStephen, Jr.,\\n132\\nHALL\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nDeacon Thomas,\\n22, 160\\nEdwards,\\n214\\nThomas, Jr.,\\n160\\nWillis,\\n214\\nWilliam,\\nlOI\\nHARDY-\\nFLAGG-\\nAmos,\\n128, 150\\nCapt.,\\n92, 160\\nClarissa,\\n148\\nMrs.,\\n93\\nDaniel,\\n128\\nFLETCHER-\\nEli,\\n128\\nAmos,\\n192\\nDea. Enos,\\n21, 22, 25, 197\\nMrs. Abigail T.,\\n192\\nMrs. Enos,\\n197\\nFRENCH-\\nMrs. Hannah S.\\n198\\nHannah,\\n115\\nJames,\\n89\\nSilas,\\n156\\nJesse,\\n128, 150, 160\\nFROTHINGHAM-\\nJoel, 127\\n128, 129, 130\\nMajor,\\n164\\nMrs. Joel,\\n127, 160\\nEsther,\\n164\\nLouis,\\n198^\\nGIFFIN-\\nLuther,\\n128, 198\\nLida,\\n184\\nNoah,\\n22, 23, 25, 198\\nMrs.,\\n184\\nPage,\\n148\\nGOULD-\\nPhineas,\\n128, 198\\nAbijah,\\n26\\nRodney J.,\\n129, 130\\nAmbrose, 24, So, u6, i\\n[17. 118\\nSarah Tenney,\\n84 V\\nGRANT\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nSolomon,\\n145. 148, 193\\nGeneral,\\n42,\\n83, 159\\nSolomon, Jr.,\\n147. 148\\nMiss Z. P.,\\n112\\nSubmit,\\n198/\\nGRIDLEY\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Mrs.,\\n183\\nHAVEN-\\nGRINNELL\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Mrs. J.\\nB.,\\n17S\\nDr, Joseph,\\n218\\nHAGGETT-Amos,\\n92\\nProf. Joseph,\\n215\\nMrs. Mary Emerson, 215, 218", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0266.jp2"}, "267": {"fulltext": "[NDEX.\\n231\\nPAGE\\nHAYDEN-\\nDaniel W.. U9\\nDavid N., 149\\nJosiah, 149\\nLydia, I49\\nSamuel, H9, 204\\nSusan, H9\\nHILL\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Rev. Mr., 208\\nHINES-\\nRev. F. B., 176\\nMrs. Laura S., i7d\\nHOLDEN-\\nCaroline, 42, 109\\nMr., 124\\nHOLT-\\nArtemas, I04\\nFitield, io4\\nMr. J. B.. 194\\nNathan, 100, 103\\nSybil, 105. 160\\nHOLYOKE-\\nThomas Stoddard, 44\\nHOWARD\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Mrs. Sullivan, 182\\nHUBBARD-\\nBenjamin Farley, 74\\nCaptain, I33\\nMrs. Captain, I33\\nFrederick Augustus, 73\\nJohn Theodore, 74\\nMajor Luther, 68, 6g, 70, 7h 75\\nLuther Frescott,\\n69, 70, 71, 84, 96, 6, 205\\nLuther Frescott, Jr.,\\n71, 72, 73\\nP.\\\\GE\\nMrs. Mary Tenney, 71. 84\\nMiss Mary Tenney, 73\\nWilliam Norris, 73\\nHUMPHREY-\\nRev. S. J., 216\\nMrs. Elizabeth Emerson, 216\\nHURD-\\nMrs. Dr., 185\\nJEWETT-\\nDeacon E.,\\n21, 25, 99, lot, 114, 151\\nEliza, 109\\nGibson, 99, 119\\nJack, 109\\nNathaniel, loi, 160\\nNoah, 99\\nPhebe, 76\\nRalph, 109\\nJOHNSON-\\nMr., 160\\nEdward, 160\\nNoah, i6o\\nJONES-Dr., 157. 193\\nKEMP\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Levi, 93\\nKENDALL-Hezokiah, 190. 191\\nKIMBALL-\\nLucinda Tenney, 79\\nKIRK\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Mrs. Chas. W., 183\\nKITTREDGE-\\nWilliam, 190\\nMrs. William, 190\\nLAWRENCE\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nDaniel, 89, 90\\nJonas, 93", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0267.jp2"}, "268": {"fulltext": "232\\nINDEX.\\nPAGE\\nPAGE\\nLawrence (continued)-\\nLVON-Mary,\\n112\\nLuke,\\n91\\nMACY-\\nMark,\\n91\\nKatharine Haworth,\\n18;\\nLINCOLN-Pres. Abrah\\nI am, 201\\nMARSHALL-\\nLITTLE-\\nDarwin,\\n103\\nAbner B.. 39, 181,\\n183, 185\\nFreeman,\\n103\\nAugustus,\\n39. 185\\nThaddeus,\\n103\\nCaleb.\\n39. 183\\nMcCLURE-Mrs. Daniel\\n18;\\nCaroline,\\n39. 185\\nMcLNTIRE-\\nCatharine, 39,\\ni82, 185\\nFrank K.,\\n84\\nDr. Charles,\\n183\\nMrs. Phebe Tenney,\\n84\\nElizabeth.\\n39. 182\\nMERRILL-\\nGeorge,\\niSi, 184\\nDaniel, 18,\\n19, 106\\nHenry G.,\\n39. 185\\nWilliam,\\n106\\nJohn,\\n184\\nTaylor,\\n200\\nLaura Ann.\\n39. is;\\nMESSER-\\nMary,\\n39. 182\\nBenjamin.\\n26, 196\\nNancy Tenney, 79,\\n181. 1S2\\nMrs. Benjamin,\\n197\\nRuth Channing, 39,\\n122, 185\\nB. Edmund, 49,\\n57, 197\\nSarah Francis.\\n39. 186\\nMOOAR-\\nWalter A..\\n186\\nGardncr,\\n193\\nWilliam.\\n39. 183\\nMis. Gardner,\\n193\\nLOMBARD-Miss Mary,\\n178\\nJohn,\\n194\\nLOVEJOV-Ralph.\\n105\\nMrs. Rebecca A.,\\n194\\nLUND-\\nMOORE-Rev. Humphre\\n189\\nAlice,\\n41\\nNEEDHAM-\\nDanforth,\\n41\\nJeremiah K.,\\n193\\nIrene,\\n41\\nMrs. Olive Parks.\\n193\\nMartha,\\n41\\nMrs. Whitney.\\n193\\nNoahdiah,\\n41\\nMrs. Mary Swallow,\\n193\\nRachel,\\n41\\nMrs. Carlton,\\n193\\nStephen.\\n41. 143\\nNEVIN-Ruth Channing,\\n185\\nSophronia,\\n41\\nNOBLE-Rev. T. K.,\\n168\\nLVMAX-Henry G.,\\nIS;\\nOBER-Zachariah.\\n193", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0268.jp2"}, "269": {"fulltext": "NDEX.\\n233\\nORCUTT-Rufus.\\n191\\nPROCTOR-\\nPARKER-\\nAaron, 40.\\n127.\\n137, 138\\nIsaac,\\n192\\nCyrus,\\n138, 139\\nJames,\\n25, 201\\nIndiana,\\n40\\nJames, Jr., 138,\\n159. 160\\nIra,\\n40, 139\\nMrs. James,\\n200\\nJames,\\n40,93\\nJohn,\\n193\\nJohn,\\n40\\nMrs. Mary Ann Goul\\nId, 193\\nLuther,\\n40, 93\\nMajor,\\n107\\nMaria,\\n40\\nSamuel,\\n158\\nMary,\\n40\\nPATCH-\\nMoses,\\n40,\\n138, 139\\nJoseph, 25, iiS,\\n160, 200\\nNathaniel,\\n40,\\n139. 140\\nMrs. Joseph,\\n160, 201\\nOlive,\\n40\\nRichard,\\n200\\nSusan,\\n40\\nThomas,\\n200\\nThomas, 40,\\n138.\\n139, 140\\nThomas, Jr.,\\n198\\nMrs. Thomas,\\n40\\nPAULL-Mr.,\\n65\\nPUTNAM-\\nPERKINS-\\nMrs. Emeline Te\\nnnei\\n84\\nDeacon,\\n176\\nQUAID-\\nGeorge W.. 176,\\n177, 184\\nSamuel,\\n26, 106\\nMrs. George W.,\\n184\\nSarah Boynton,\\n106\\nMrs. John,\\n43\\nRADOUX-Francis,\\n120\\nSam,\\n177\\nREAD\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Winslow,\\n103\\nl^ERRY-Rev. David,\\n129, 182\\nREED-\\nPIERCE-\\nHarriett,\\n39\\nEleazer,\\n40\\nJesse,\\n91\\nNathaniel,\\n40\\nUriah,\\n39.\\n40, 154\\nPILLSBURY-C. A.,\\n73\\nRIDEOUT, Sally.\\n41\\nPOOL-\\nRIPLEY-Miss,\\n122\\nBenjamin,\\n98\\nROGERS-\\nJohn,\\n98\\nBenjamin,\\n192\\nSquire, ;o, 83, 98,\\n107, 160\\nJohn,\\n143\\nPRICE-Mr.,\\n119\\nMrs. Lydia S.,\\n192", "height": "3146", "width": "2076", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0269.jp2"}, "270": {"fulltext": "234\\nINDEX.\\nPAGE\\nRUNNELLS-\\nMr. D. S., 102\\nEbenezer. loi, 102, 103\\nMrs. Sarah Farley. 189\\nSamnel, loi. 102\\nSARGENT-John. i93\\nSAUNDERSON-\\nGeorge W., 171. i7r\\nMrs. Hannaii M.. 108. 17-,\\nHenry, loS\\nJonathan. 107. 108. 176\\nLaura, i7:\\nWilliam P.. 108, 175\\nSAWTELLE-\\nCaptain, iji\\nEli, 14:-. 146\\nHannah, lO^\\nSCRIPTURE\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Dr.. 22. 23. 2;-\\nSHEDD-\\nEbenezer, 187\\nMrs. Elizabeth D.. 1^7\\nJohn, 157\\nSMALL-Mr., 116\\nSMITH-\\nAmy, 113\\nMrs. Amy Emerson.\\n16. 63, 113\\nBenjamin, loi\\nCatharine, 3\\nChristopher, 63\\nDaniel, 161\\nRev. Eli, 13. 16. 19. 53. 92.\\n108. 113. 137. 140. 145 155\\nJohn, 113\\nPAGE\\nJoseph E.. 113\\nLuther, 113\\nRev. Mr., 163\\nSPAULDING-\\nMrs. Abiah Bowers, 191\\nAsapii, 191\\nCapt., 149\\nC. S., 1S7. 191\\nSQUIRES-Mrs.. 1S3\\nSTEVENS-Mrs., 39. 137\\nSTEWART-\\nMrs. Sarah Frances Little, 186\\nSTURTEVANT-Rev. Dr., 179\\nSUMNER-Charles, 20S\\nSWEET-Mr., 20;\\nTENNEV\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nCaleb Jewett, 77. 78. 79. 99\\nCharles F., 86\\nHarriet Maria. So, s 4\\nMrs. Phebe Smith. 82. 83\\nMrs. Phebe Jewett, 76. 80, 82\\nKalpli A., 13. 84. 83\\nRalph E., 48. 30. 7?. 79. 80,\\n82, 83. 86. 130\\nMrs. Sally Cutter, 75\\nWm., 7:. 76. 79. 80\\nMrs. Wm.. 76\\nCapt. Wm., 76, 79\\nTHAYER-\\nNathan. 26. 61, 62. 99\\nSarah, 42\\nTHOMPSON-\\nMrs. Adeline Emerson, 218\\nTHURSTON-Dea. Stephen, iS", "height": "3125", "width": "2101", "jp2-path": "hollisnhseventyy00litt_0270.jp2"}, "271": {"fulltext": "NDEX.\\n235\\nPAGE\\nTODD-\\nRev. John, 56\\nMrs. J. F., 184\\nVIETS-\\nHarry L., 184\\nSara E.. 18;\\nWARNER\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Mrs. Wallace, 186\\nWASHINGTON-General, 164\\nWEBSTER-Daniel, 77\\nWELLS-Mrs. C. W., 183\\nWHETAT-Coolidge, 57, i97\\nWHEELER-\\nMrs. Catharine Little,\\n182, 18;\\nJames, iS?\\nCaptain J. T.,\\n150, 202, 203, 204, 205\\nMinot, 155\\nThaddeus, 153\\nVarniim, 200\\nWILLOUGHBY-\\nEthan, i()7\\nNoah, 197\\nOliver, 151\\nOliver, Jr., 151\\nWITHINGTON-Matthew, 91\\nWOOD-\\nC. 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