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C^\\nCfC\\ncc:\\n\u00c2\u00abc cc\\nfLIBRARY OF CONGRESS J\\nI UNITED STATES OF AMERICA.?\\nc\\nc\\ni c: \u00c2\u00abr\\nc c;\\nc^ e\\n^_ c c^ _\\ni^^\\nr r^^\\n\u00e2\u0096\u00a0^C C.ng^ L\\nc^^\\n^Br^^H\\ntjc c\\n1\\n%^^rS\\nfl^~\\n^n\\n3C\\nf 4C^~~ t t\\n\u00c2\u00abei\\n3C\\n\u00e2\u0096\u00a0cr ^^!z ^*ssii.\\n\u00c2\u00abci\\nc::\\nc.\\ncTi f r\\nd !izr\\n^3\\nl O J^.\\nc:\\nc:\\n^1^", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0002.jp2"}, "3": {"fulltext": "2^\\n!C-\u00c2\u00ab. r\\n\u00e2\u0096\u00a0c\\nc c\\n3:cc :.T\u00c2\u00abic.5:cs\u00c2\u00ab\u00c2\u00a3\\n^rcfc*;\\nV,\\nc:\\nc\\nc\\nc:\\nc\\nr\\nc ^c\\nC^\\nrc\\nc\\nr\\nc\\n:i\\n-^5:\\nc\\nc:\\ni^^\\nc;\\n.c\\n^-Sa-\\nrc\\n\u00c2\u00abX\\ne^\\nd^\\n\u00e2\u0082\u00acZ r 4\\nr\\nz: cs:\\nc\\nc:\\nS^ \u00c2\u00abr\\n2P cz\\n\u00c2\u00abr c c\\n^CTo\\nr~ i\\nOT:\\n-ere:\\nc:\\nr cr r\\ncm-. c\\n:t\\n\u00c2\u00a5S=\\nrcc; x r", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0003.jp2"}, "4": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0004.jp2"}, "5": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0005.jp2"}, "6": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0006.jp2"}, "7": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0007.jp2"}, "8": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0008.jp2"}, "9": {"fulltext": "THE RE-UNION OF 73.\\nTHE SECOND RECEPTION OF THE SONS AND DAUGHTERS OF PORTSMOUTH, RESIDENT\\nABROAD,\\nvJTJXj 4, 1873.\\nALSO, AN ACCOUNT OF\\nTHE HIGH SCHOOL RE-UNION,\\nJULY 5,\\nGREAT PRAISE MEETING\\nON SUNDAY, JULY 6.\\nPUBLISHED BY CHARLES W. GARDNER,\\nPORTSMOUTH, N. H.", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0009.jp2"}, "10": {"fulltext": "THE CLARHMONT MANUFACTURING CO.,\\nPRINTERS AND BINDERS,\\nCLAREMONT, N. H.", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0010.jp2"}, "11": {"fulltext": "PREFATORY.\\nThe first suggestion, relative to a Reuaioa of the Sous ia 73, did not\\nfind favor with the public. That is, the said public did not respond with\\na loud and long Amen, when the subject was talked of in private, and\\nwritten of in the local papers of Portsmouth. Not that the old town\\nlacked the elements of hospitality, or the requisite amount of interest in\\nthe Sons abroad; only the spirit needed to be aroused. The masses every-\\nwhere are led by a few. We do not think or plan en masse, although we\\nalmost always execute by the aid of the whole people. So, while there\\nwas no positive opposition to the movement, there existed the usual\\namount of apathy which always attends the planning and starting of an\\nenterprise of any great magnitude, and it was very natural that there\\nshould at first come forth the cry of cost and labor and a more\\nconvenient season, etc.\\nBut the spirit of enterprise, mingled with love, is contagious and as\\nthe weeks of winter and spring went by, and the Fourth of July, 1873,\\nand the 250th anniversary of the settlement of Portsmouth crept on apace\\nthe enthusiasm and zeal increased and one and another fell in, until scarce,\\nany remained outside the charmed circle of workers in the labor of love.\\nThe entertainers and those who were to be entertained were alike interest-\\ned in a successful and glorious gathering and there was a beautiful moral\\nin the fact that for a month or more preceding the ever-to-be-remembered\\nE,e-union of 73, an overwhelming number of willing hands and feet\\nnever ceased to do the bidding of more willing hearts in aid of the\\ngood work of preparing for the proper reception of the children and\\ngrandchildren of old Strawberry Bank.\\nThe re-uniting of a family is pleasant and beautiful. But where are\\nthe adjectives that will aid us in describing the re-union of hundreds of\\nfamilies under one roof I The Mother welcoming home her Daughters and\\nSons By the way, what a rare magnetism there is in that little word\\nhome How strangely enchanting are the reminiscences that it con-\\njures I How multiplied the pleasures it suggests! The influences that", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0011.jp2"}, "12": {"fulltext": "surrounded our early home-lives made ua the kind of men and women\\nthat we are. The experiences of our youth contributed to our destiny as\\npositively as the tiny streams flowing down the mountain s side help to\\nmake the deep-running river.\\nWhen the girl or boy leaves the old homestead, new scenes are encountered\\nand a new life is entered upon, so that the affections are gradually trans-\\nplanted to other fields of social life, and old attachments and charms give\\nplace to new ones. But the heart of the ever solicitous mother never\\nchanges. We find the maternal instincts as strong after the lapse of years\\nof prodigal wandering as on the day in which we so fervently bade adieu\\nto the home of our childhood. So, we believe, the illustration will hold\\ngood when applied to old Portsmouth, whose highest boast is, that she has\\nreared and sent forth to every quarter of the globe noble women and men.\\nIn their wanderings, and amid their all-absorbing cares, they may have\\nforgotten her, for a while, but she will them, never. We intend no re-\\nflection upon the loyalty of the Daughters and Sons of Strawberry Bank,\\nbut desire to incorporate into this History a tribute that is justly due the\\nsacred name of Mothee.\\nWe propose, in the succeeding pages, to give a full and correct statement\\nof events and matters of interest as they occurred on the occasion of one\\nof the most successful celebrations that was ever held anywhere. We\\ncannot but remember, however, that the record must suffer in comparison\\nto that of 53, made and published by that indefatigable and able historical\\ngleaner, Charles W. Brewster, Esq., now deceased and we beg the reader\\nto pardon the omissions and inaccuracies that may be sifted from this\\npamphlet, keeping in mind the fact that an unskilled hand arranged it.", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0012.jp2"}, "13": {"fulltext": "HISTORY.\\nThey love their land because it is their own,\\nAnd scorn to give aught other reason why. Hallech.\\nIt is believed that, in this country and in modern times, at least, the first\\nReunioQ at home, of Portsmouth s Sons and Daughters wherever resident,\\nwas a novel and unique celebration. The nearest approach to it, probably,\\nwere the gatherings, somewhat similar, but far less complete and extensive,\\non the occasions of celebrating the centennial or other anniversaries of\\nsome of the old settlements in this and other States. Newburyport, also,\\nthe year following our first gathering, (in lS5-i,) held a similar home re-\\nunion but has not attempted a repetition. And Gloucester has now\\ntaken the preliminary steps for the like, and perhaps other towns.\\nDuring the greater part of the present century, and especially since\\nthe introduction of railroads into this region whereby Portsmouth lost\\nmuch of her previous relative high business standing compared to Boston,\\nPortland and the neighboring seaports a very large percentage of the\\nyoung men of the town have unfortunately felt compelled or been im-\\npelled to seek business and homes elsewhere. This heavy drain upon the\\nvital resources of the old town has of course been fatal to its growth and\\ndevelopment; nor is it at all certain from a social or politico-economic\\npoint of view, that the ambitious and dissatisfied young men who preferred\\nto roam, have in the aggregate at all bettered their condition or increased\\ntheir opportunities for happiness, over what their equal endeavors might\\nhave won for the whole in the old homestead.\\nBut this question it is not our province to discuss here or now. The fact\\nled to the Celebration of which we speak, and ours it is to make record of\\nthe same, as accurate and complete as we may. Although so many left\\ntheir native hearths, most of them professed to retain strong love for the\\nold home, and returned to visit it whenever opportunity offered. The\\npleasant summer meetings of old friends, Portsmouth people, both here\\nand in other cities, at length appears to have suggested to several parties,\\nresident in Boston and New York, at different times, some sort of a social\\nhome gathering. Thus, Mr. John H. Bowles, of New York City,\\nproposed some such thing to Mr. C. W. Brewster of the Portsmouth\\nJournal, as early as 1850 Messrs. William G. Wendell, A. A. Peterson\\nand others, on July 4th, 1852, discussed in Mr. Peterson s store in\\nNew York, a plan for a party of Portsmouth New Yorkers to visit home\\nby water.\\nBut to do exact justice to all parties is our purpose, and in looking up\\nthe matter to ascertain the real author of the Return in 18o3, we fail to\\ndiscover any one person who has a right to the credit of the idea of such\\nan occasion. Like all great inventions or movements of a similar char-\\nacter, it seems to have had its conception in the minds of many at once\\ni. e. the feeling that it was time for such a gathering forced itself upon\\nthe minds of those whose intense love of their early home gave birth to\\nthe desire to have a general coming together in the old town of their\\nchildhood. Leaving the question then, m regard to the origin of the\\nidea, the query of who made the first movement or who struck the first\\nblow, naturally suggests itself. In the discharge of our duty as an im-\\npartial historian, we have taken much pains, by patient inquiry and\\notherwise, to learn what the record fails to clearly impart to us.\\nThe first movement looking toward a gathering of the Sons in Ports-\\nmouth was made by Messrs. Theodore S. Harris, liobert L. Harris and\\nAlbert Eemick as early as March, 1853, in the store in which the former", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0013.jp2"}, "14": {"fulltext": "was employed as clerk. This primary step consisted of meeting together\\nat the place mentioned, from time to time, to devise a plan for bringing\\nthe matter before the public. Finding their consultations interrupted by\\nfrequent callers, they soon changed their headquarters to Col. Ezra Lin-\\ncoln s office in Court Street, where Mr. Robert L. Harris (a brother of Theo-\\ndore) was learning civil engineering. Here they came together, day after\\nday in their spare moments, to talk over their scheme. At the same time,\\nB. P. JShillaber, Esq, well known as a devoted son of Portsmouth being\\nconnected with the Boston Posi and a newspaper man by profession, com-\\nmenced writing articles in the Fost, as well as in the Journal and Messen-\\nger of this city, for thep urpose of awakening the attention of the public\\nm Portsmouth and Boston to the matter. The next move was to secure\\nthe names to a paper properly drawn up by such individuals aa would\\ngive character and weight to the undertaking and, accordingly, early in\\nMay the Messrs. Harris and Remick drew up a document and procured\\nquite a number of signatures of prominent men who were willing to do all\\nm their power to aid the enterprise. We .give the paper referred to, with\\nthe names affixed.\\nThe natives of Portsmouth and vicinity propose visiting that place on\\nthe coming anniversary of American Independence. It is proposed to have\\na Marshal and Assistants, to employ a band of music and carry out such\\nother arrangements as an Executive Committee to be chosen may decide\\nupon.\\nWe the undersigned, heartily concur in this movement, and will do all\\nin our power to further it to a successful and pleasant result.\\n[Signed Samuel H. Gookin, T. Starr King, M. P. Kennard, John E.\\nAbbott, William E. Abbott. J. G. Bachelder, I, W. Frye, Alfred Mudge,\\nJames T. Fields, C. B. Goodrich, S. Robinson, W. N. Melcher, W. H. Hill,\\nW. H. Kennard, George A. Fields, Garland Sewell, Theo. S. Harris, A. M.\\nBeck, Samuel W. Waldron, Joseph Simes, R. W. Mason, T. M. Ball,\\nWalter B. Hill, Lemuel E. Caswell, August E. Bachelder, Henry L. Bach-\\nelder, Theodore Chase, Charles Mason, George B. Sanger, F. E. Parker,\\nGeo. W. Bazin, Nath l. Melcher, G. M. Mason, John H. Cheeveer, Cha s.\\nLevi Woodbury, Robert L. Harris, Albert Remick.\\nThe Messrs. Harris and Remick also had circulars printed, setting forth\\ntheir proposal in detail, and sent them to a large number of the Sons\\nliving in the vicinity of Boston, in order to secure their co-operation the\\nfunds for the printing of these, as well as for other preliminaries, being\\ngenerously guaranteed by Samuel H. Gookin, Esq.\\nThe work of agitation thus proceeded until the 4th day of June, 1853,\\nwhen an informal gathering was held at the Tremont House, Boston, at\\nwhich the action of the Messrs. Harris and Remick was cordially endorsed,\\nand the work of preparation begun in good earnest, a meeting being\\ncalled at Cochituate Hall on the 10th of June, 1853, prior to which quite\\na sum of money was raised by the liberal contributions of those who were\\nforemost in prosecuting the work thus commenced. At this 10th of June\\nmeeting an organization called An Association of the Sons of Portsmouth\\nresident in Boston and vicinity, was perfected, which has been main-\\ntained ever since. This Association not only proposed a Return in 53, but\\nalso at every decade thereafter and had it not been for the war in 63.\\nthey claim that they would have put in an appearance at that time com-\\nmensurate with the occasion of 73. It has been considered a happy\\ncoincidence that these Returns should have (so far as our researches\\nextend) germinated on the spot to which in 1624, David Thompson, the gal-\\nlant originator of the settlement of Portsmouth, and its first absenting\\nson, turned his prow.\\nFrom the foregoing, it would appear that the origin of the Return was\\nin Boston, and the first workers were Messrs. Theodore S. Harris, Albert\\nRemick, and Pvobert L. Harris, who, being then active and enthusiastic,", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0014.jp2"}, "15": {"fulltext": "wrought up the public interest to a proper pitch, after which the affair\\nwas a foregone triumph.\\nWe are aware that there is a friendly dispute in regard to who was the\\noriginator of the idea of a general Return home and we regret that it\\nmust remain an unsettled question in this history, as it would afford us\\ngratification to point out the individual were he to be found and\\nglorify him by citing the public to the grand success achieved. But we\\nmust content ourselves by reiterating our former assertion that it was not\\nthe product of one mind alone and therefore to name any would be in-\\nvidious. We subjoin Mr. Shillaber s statement of the matter as given\\nthrough the columns of the Portsmouth Journal in September, 1872.\\nTHE GOING HOME IN 1853.\\nChelsea, Aug. 17, 72.\\nMr. Brewster: At this time, when a reunion of the Portsmouth Boys\\nabroad with those at home is being looked forward to in 1873, a review\\nof the facts relating to the return, in 1853 may not be uninteresting to\\nyour readers, and may serve to awaken a little enthusiasm for the occa-\\nsion contemplated. My own part, in originating and promoting that,\\nI regard with more pride than any act of my life, as the result developed a\\nquality so sacred and tender, that to be instrumental in causing such hap-\\npiness carried with it a feeling of unbounded satisfaction, that is yet\\nundiminished. But my part was small in the matter simply setting\\nthe ball in motion. The credit of success in the affair is due, mainly, to\\nothers. Theodore S. Harris, Samuel H. Gookin, M. P. Kennard, F. E.\\nParker, James H. Weeks, James T. Fields, T. Starr King, and other\\nactive spirits, in Boston, received the idea and improved it. Mr. Harris\\nwas indefatigable in his exertions to awaken interest, using every means\\nto that end, devoting money and time to the object; and his enthusiastic\\nadvocacy first gave vitality to the project.\\nThe City Government of Portsmouth, also, in so readily acting upon\\nthe suggestion, and meeting the scheme contemplated, with a generous\\nhospitality that had not been anticipated, deserves a large share of credit\\nfor this success, stimulating the Sons abroad, everywhere, with a wish\\nto participate. His Honor, the late lamented Horton D. Walker, Alfred\\nW. Haven, Hon. Ichabod Goodwin, and many other prominent citizens,\\nbacked by the sentiment of the entire city, by their earnest co-operation\\nmade the return of the Boys an assured thing from the start, which\\nresulted in the grandest demonstration of affectionate reunion ever known.\\nThe origin of the occasion was thus wise. In May, 1853, while con-\\nnected with the Boston Post, I met the late Wm. P. Treadwell in Dock\\nSquare, who, in speaking about our old home, asked how I thought a\\nproposition for the Sons of Portsmouth to visit the homestead, on the\\ncoming 4th, would be received. We came to the conclusion that the\\ndesirableness of the proposition would commend itself, and proceeding to\\nthe ofiice, I wrote the following, which appeared in the Post of May 16th\\nMost Agreeable Excursion. We learn that the natives of Ports-\\nmouth, N. H., residing in Boston, meditate a visit to their early home on\\nthe coming 4th of July, Natives of Portsmouth are very numerous in\\nBo. (ton and we should think a large number might be induced to join the\\nexcursion. It is proposed, as we learn, to select from among their num-\\nber an orator, poet and chaplain for the occasion, and proceed to old\\nStrawberry Bank, where, doubtless, they will be heartily welcomed by\\ntheir old friends and associates. It will undoubtedly be a happy time\\nfor all parties. We publish the above merely as a rumor, as we believe\\nno general action has yet been had about it.", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0015.jp2"}, "16": {"fulltext": "Treadwell said he had spoken to one or two others regarding it, who\\nthought well of it, but there had been no definite plan proposed. This\\nwe proceeded to make, and the orator, poet and chaplain had their\\norigin at that meeting. F. E. Parker was to he the orator, Fields the\\npoet and King the chaplain, and how to carry it out was the question.\\nOur plan also contemplated a dinner under a tent, or a mammotli\\nchowder, to which we proposed inviting the City Government and prom-\\ninent citizens, to participate with us.\\nThe preliminary paragraph awakened considerable attention, and the\\nhint began to harden into purpose. At that time I corresponded with\\nthe Rockingham Messenger, in Portsmouth, and commented therein, by\\nletter and editorially, upon my own paragraph, with as much force as I\\ncould command. The Journal and Chronicle took the matter up, and on\\nMay 24th another paragraph appeared in the Post, alluding to the co-\\noperation of the Portsmouth press, and spoke of the matter as ripening.\\nThe action of the Portsmouth City Government then followed, and the\\ninvitation was extended.\\nYou will pardon me for copying from the Post, of June 4th, an address\\nto the Portsmouth Boys\\nCome rally, boys Awake, Awako!\\nHear old affection on you calling,\\nYour childhood s home appeal dotli make,\\nOn willing ears may it be falling\\nShe calls you from your busy care.\\nTo meet her in her pleaaaut places,\\nHer old regard again to share,\\nAnd smiles from old familiar faces.\\nEach rock and haunt, remembered well,\\nWill send its hundreds forth to meet you\\nJoy s loudest note will widely swell,\\nAnd ardent hearts expand to greet you.\\nAnd bell and gun and flame and tongue\\nWill lilend their notes in peal sonorous,\\nFamiliar as of old they rung,\\nAnd Welcome 1 Welcome be the chorus.\\nCrowd not the generous impulse back\\nThat prompts the thought in which you gather;\\nTwere well to leave life s dusty track,\\nAnd turn in filial duty hither\\nTo once again in union join,\\nMid scenes that saw your life s unsealing.\\nAnd at the well-remembered shrine\\nKindle anew the heart s true feeling.\\nB. P. S.\\nThe first public meeting wa.s held, Jane 10th, at Cochituate Hall, Tre-\\nmont Street, called together by the following notice\\nNatives of Portsmouth, former residents thereof, and all others\\ninterested in celebrating the approaching anniversary of the Declaration\\nof Independence at the City of their birthplace, or which has been their\\nresidence, are requested to meet at Cochituate Hall, on Friday evening,\\n10th instant, at 8 o clock, to take some action on the subject.\\nThe meeting was large and spirited, and besides the known members of\\nthe Portsmouth family, some appeared, to pjarticipate in the meeting,\\nwho had left the place so long before that the fact of their originating\\nin Portsmouth was hardly known beyond, and almost forgotten, by\\nth emselves. F. E. Parker was chosen President Samuel H. Gookin\\nand M. P. Kennard, Vice Presidents J. E. Abbott and Theodore S.\\nHarris, Secretaries and Jas. H. Weeks, Treasurer. A resolution offered\\nby James T. Fields, embodying the idea that the Boys go home, was\\nenthusiastically adopted, eloquent speeches were made, committees were\\nappointed, and active work commenced.\\nAn adjourned meeting was held at the same place June 28, to complete", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0016.jp2"}, "17": {"fulltext": "arrangements, and S. H. Gookin appointed Chief Marshal, who was to\\nconfer with Col. A. J. Beck, Chief Marshal of the Portsmouth organiza-\\ntion, for joint action.\\nI find the following in the Post as an addenda to a rallying paragraph,\\nsupposed to have been sent in by Mrs. Partington, who would insist upon\\nit that she was a Portsmouth Boy\\nLet all in unison their cbateaus swing:\\nNow be forgotten eacli harmonious thing,\\nAnd with glad voices make the welcome ring.\\nAn imitation is rarely successful, but there was so much heartiness\\nabout the first reunion, that overshadowed all formalities, as leads to the\\nhope that, should the one purposed prove a fact, enough of the old leaven\\nremains to vitalize and put it through triumphantly.\\nPardon my obtruding myself so into the public eye, like a cinder, but\\nwe grow egotistic as we grow older, there seemed an occasion for doing\\ngood in reviving the old story, and I was not at all reluctant to appear,\\na humble instrument of the past, in aid of that which may prove, in\\nsome degree, a copy of what was a grand good time. Many who par-\\nticipated in the former enjoyment have gone under, (King s memory is a\\nprecious trust with every Portsmouth boy,) while those wlio remain have\\nwhitened in the airs of twenty years, or assumed rotund proportions that\\nestablish their claim to regard, as solid men, but their hearts warm\\ntowards the green old town of their birth, and they will gladly go home\\nagain and renew the joy they experienced in 53. My friend Harris may\\nnot show the alacrity of limb wliica then led him to do so much, but his\\nenthusiasm is undimmed, and our excellent Chief Marshal is ready, as\\nthen, in spirit, to lead the column, from the ranks of which no deserter\\nwill be known. I trust the young men will emulate the spirit of the old,\\nand show the same love of home as impresses their elders. We shall\\nsee.\\nYours for the good time coming,\\nB. P. Shillaber.\\nThe Second Reunion is now a thing of the past. It was indeed a great\\nand glorious gathering. In order of time and numerically, it must of\\ncourse bear a record of No. 2 as compared to the first and perhaps in\\nnovelty, and zest also but in all the other elements that go to make up\\nsuccess; numbers, good feeling, cordiality, preparations, completeness\\nthe Reunion of 1873 stands unexcelled.\\nPRELIMINARY STEPS IN PORTSMOUTH.\\nAs early as May 2, 1872, Col. Wm. H. Sise petitioned the mayor and\\naldermen of this city to take the initiatory steps toward a celebration the\\nyear following, but nothing was done beyond accepting the communica-\\ntion and placing it on file. Throughout the summer, however, the matter\\nwas agitated from time to time through the Chronicle and Jourrial, and in\\nNovember, 1872, Col. Sise secured the names of a number of citizens in-\\nterested in the proposed celebration, and succeeded in arranging for a\\nmeeting for the public discussion of the scheme.\\nThe first meeting in Portsmouth for the purpose of taking preliminary\\nsteps towards an organized movement for the return of the Sons in July,\\n1873, was held at the City Rooms on Tuesday evening, Nov. 26, 1872, at\\nwhich sixty-one names were presented to constitute a general committee,\\nafter which the list was increased to upwards of 100, the following being\\nthe complete roll.", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0017.jp2"}, "18": {"fulltext": "10\\nIchaboil Goodwin, Frank Jones, Daniel Marcy, John H. Bailey, Albert B. Hatch, Aaron\\nII. Hill, M. Uuffoni, U. F. Wendell, ihos. II. Odiun, E. H. VViuchestfr, A. W. Odion, J. C.\\nButler, W. W. Cotton, A. iStavers, I. P. Miller. K. L). Coffin, P. U. Norton, W. N. Ilsley,\\n1). J. Vaugliau, John S. Rand, N. Dana Whipple, J. A. Sanborn, C. W. Gardner, James U.\\nDow, G. M. Goodrich, W. U. Sise, W. K. Preston, F. W. Miller, A. W. Haven, Win. M. Thayer,\\nG. W. Marston, Samuel Dodge, James VV. Kmery, James D. Butler, Chas. H. Rollins, Geo. L.\\nTreadwell, Jos. II. Emery, 11. M. Clark, 11. W. Mason, E. G. Pierce, jr., Jos. U. Gardiner,\\nC. A. Ilazlett, D. W. Barnabee, W. U. Uackett, Manning Emery, Thos. S. Nowell, C. 11.\\nMendum, II. II. ilam, jr., John Stokell, E. A. Tilton, Wm. A. Pierce, M. T. Betton, C. C.\\nJackson, J. E. Giddings, Geo. Annable, Richard Waldron, Isaiah Wilson, Albert Laighton,\\nJ. C. Ca rr, W. U. Y. Uackett, C. C. Ackerman, Wm. R. Boardraan, Albert A. Eeruald,\\nH. C. Walker, C.A. Shannon, M. Eldredge, C. 0. Walker, J. H. Kent, 0. G. Pickering, Jos. M.\\nEdmonds, Jas. P. Bartlett, Thos. Tredick, jr., Thomas Neil,5eo. E. llanson. Dr. Jas. R. May,\\nJ. Albert Walker, Dr. A. P. Stevens, Wm. B. Lowd, Gershom Melcher, Dr. J. W. Parsons,\\nWm. C. Ham, L. E. Martin, Dr. B. Dearboin, John Pinder, II. B. Lord, II. C. Locke, Wm. A.\\nVaughan, Jas. L. Pierce, Jas. E. Dennett, Daniel E. Leavitt, E. P. Marden, Howard Messer,\\nWm. L. Dwight, John II. Locke, John Sise, John J. Pickering, 0. L. Loomis, L. VV. Brews-\\nter, Calvin Page, Sam l U. Goodall, Dr. E. B. Goodall, Jos. C. Perkins, Chas. B.Parker, John\\nE. Colcord, Jas. F. Jenness, William Simes.\\nThis committee was organized aud sub-divided as follows\\nCkairman, Ichabod Goodwin.\\nVice-chairmen, William H. Sise, William R. Preston, Frank Jonea, William Siraei,\\nDaniel Marcy, James P. Bartlett, Frank W. Miller, Charles H. Rollins, John H. Bailey,\\nAlfred W. Haven.\\nRecording Secretary, John E. Colcord.\\nVorrrspondiny Secretary, James F. Jenness.\\nON FINANCE.\\nIchabod Goodwin, Frank Jones, William Simes, Daniel Marcy, James W. Emery, Thomas\\nH. Odion, John H. Bailey, Aaron H. Hill, E. II. Winchester, William R. Preston, Frank W\\nMiller, Wm. R. Boardman, Henry M. Clark, E. G. Pierce, jr., Charles G. Pickering.\\nON INVITATIONS.\\nWiliam II. Sise, Geo. L. Treadwell, T. E. 0. Marvin, Thomas S. Nowell, George W. Mars-\\nton, N. Dana Whipple, Manning Emery, Marcellus Bufford, G. Jl. Goodrich, J. Albert\\nSanborn.\\nON PROGRAMME.\\nWilliam H. Sise, Henry F. Wendell. Albert A. Fernald, Marcellus Eldredge, Daniel J.\\nVaughan, William W. Cotton, Chas. W. Gardner, George VV. Marston, Charles H. Rollins,\\nEdward D. Coffin, James H. Dow, Edwin A. Tilton, Matthew T. Betton, Charles A. Ilazlett,\\nW. A. Pierce, J. Albert Sanborn.\\nON LITERARY EXERCISES.\\nAlbert R. Hatch, James P. Bartlett, Albert Laighton, Alfred W. Haven, Wm. H. Hackett,\\nWilliam M. Thayer, Israel P. Miller.\\nON COLLATION.\\nJoseph H. Gardiner, Jerome C. Butler, John Stokell, A. W. Odiorn, Charles C. Akerman,\\nUenry M. Clark, Alfred Stavers, John E. Giddings, Richard Waldron, Joseph H. Emery.\\nON DECORATIONS.\\nQ. M. Goodrich, William R. Preston, Wingate N. Ilsley, C. C. Jackson, John S. Rand,\\nChas. H. Meiiilum, George Annable, Hartley W. Mason, Isaiah Wilson, Edwin A. Tiltou,\\nEdward D. Coffin, Wm. M. Thayer, Samuel Dudge, Alfred Stavers, D. VV. Barnabee, Clarence\\n0. Walker, William E. Hadley, Henry C. Walker, James U. Dow, A. W. Odiorn, Richard\\nWaldron, Henry II. Ham, jr., Charles A. Shannon.\\nON ENTERTAINMENT OF PRESS.\\nPrank W. Miller, J. Horace Kent, Charles W. Gardner.\\nGENERAL COMMITTEE OF LADIES.\\nPretident, Mrs. Frank W. Miller.\\nVice Presidents, Mrs. Jos. P. Morse, Miss Mary II. Foster, Miss M. Ellen Brown, Miss\\nCarrie C. Haley, Mrs. Alfred Stavers, Mrs. Henry C. Walker, Mrs. John Stokell, Mrs. A. P.\\nStevens, Miss Susie Christie, Miss Julia Pray.", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0018.jp2"}, "19": {"fulltext": "11\\nRecording Secretary, Miss Annie E. Mrndum.\\nCorresponding Secretary, Mrs. E. P. Seavey.\\nFINANCE.\\nMiss Eliza Rice, Miss Sarah Boardman, Miss Fannie Vennard, Miss Martlia Peudexter,\\nMis. E. a. Tilton, Mrs. A. W. Odiorne, Mrs. John P. Hart, Mrs. 13. F. Webster, Mrs. Allied\\nW. Haven, Mrs. John W. Parsons, Mrs. Aaron Young.\\nINVITATIONS.\\nf Miss Jennie Bufford, Mrs. John Wilson, Miss Abby Hazelton, Miss Fanny Vennard, Miss\\nCarrie C. Haley, Mrs. Charles C. Akerman, Mrs. Henry C. Walker, Miss Abbie Payne, Miss\\nSusie Christie, Miss Kate Laightou.\\nPROGRAMME.\\nMrs. Thomas S. Nowell, Mrs. Annie Benedict, Mrs. T. K. Locke, Miss Minnie Stokell,\\nMrs. Wm. Day, Mrs. R. C. Bartlett, Mrs. Daniel Marcy, Mrs. Xhos. E. 0. Marvin, Mrs. Thos.\\nH. Odiou, Miss Abbie Hazelton.\\nLITERARY.\\nMrs. James P. Bartlett, Mrs. Jas. De Norniandie, Mrs. W. II. Alden, Mrs. Julia Van Ness\\nWhipple, Mrs. Albert R. Hatch, Mrs. Frank W. Miller, Miss Sarah H. Foster, Mrs. J. F.\\nBingham, Mrs. Carlos Marty n, Miss Frances N. Shackford.\\nCOLLATIONS.\\nMrs. Aaron H. Hill, Mrs. Charles H. Mendum, Mrs. Wingate N. Ilsley, Mrs. Joseph A.\\nGrace, Mrs. Joseph Sise, Mrs. H. M. Clark, Mrs. Annie Benedict, Mrs. Thus. K. Locke, Mrs.\\nJohn Stokell, Mrs. James H. Head, Mrs. Plummer D. Norton, Mrs. Jos. P. Morse, Mrs. John\\nP. Hart, Mrs. C. C. Akerman, Miss Jessie Williams, Miss Mary E. Haley, Miss Kittle Shores,\\nMiss Lizzie Pray, Miss Annie L. Sise, Miss Susie Christie, Miss Mary Foster, Miss Carrie C.\\nHaley, Miss Minnie Stokell, Miss Carrie Whitcomb.\\nDECORATIONS.\\nMrs. Samuel S. Green, Mrs. Dr. N. B. Coleman, Mrs. William H. Sise, Miss Nellie\\nHazleton, Miss Emma Vennard, Miss Georgie Uiil, Mrs. Chas. M. Laighton, Mrs. A. W.\\nOdiorne, Miss Emma F. Lowd, Miss Ella Harvey, Miss Abby Payne, Mrs. J. E. Colcord,\\nMrs. James F. Jenness, Miss Lavinia Laightou, Mrs. Aaron Young, Miss Fannie A. Bailey,\\nMiss Emma Laightou, Mrs. Alfred Stavers, Mrs. J. 11. Hutchinson, Mrs. H. M. Clark, Mrs.\\nWingate N. Ilsley, Mrs. Annie Benedict, Mrs. Thomas K. Locke-, Mrs. John Stokell, Mrs.\\nJames H. Head, Mrs. Plummer D. Norton, Mrs. Joseph P. Morse, Mrs. John P. Hart, Mrs.\\nC. C. Akerman, Miss Susan Christie, Miss Mary A. Foster, Miss Carrie C. Haley, Miss Min-\\nnie Stokell, Miss Carrie Whitcomb, Miss Annie Pillow.\\nFrom the time of the organization of the committees until the comple-\\ntion of all the arrangements necessary to the perfecting of so gigantic a\\nscheme as that of entertaining all our absent children, their several tasks\\nwere arduous and well nigh incessant. All worked well and all felt well\\nrepaid. The city Government appropriated on the 12th day of June, the\\nliberal sum of lO.OuO, which proved amply sufficient to cover all\\nexpenditures. j\\nTHE DECORATIONS.\\nJuly 4th found the city in gala dress of bright colored flags, evergreens\\nand flowers, many of the decorations being very handsome, though no single\\nstreet presented so beautiful an appearance as did Market street when\\narched over twenty years before. Across the streets, were scores of flags\\nbearing words of welcome and there were few houses on the line of\\nmarch but had some adornment, were it but a flag, a wreath or bouquet of\\nflowers, while many residences were elaborately and beautifully dressed.\\nThe following list contains a brief description of the principal decorations\\nwhich came under our notice.\\nfrenchman s LANE\\nWas dressed out with several lines of flags stretched across from the\\ntrees on either side.", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0019.jp2"}, "20": {"fulltext": "12\\nISLINGTON STREET.\\nAlexander Robinson displayed a large ensign, with motto, Welcome.\\nJacob Haddock had the portico of his house dressed.\\nJarvis Brothers hosiery factory was beautifully decorated, with bunting\\nand evergreen a large shield bearing the national coat of arms was\\nplaced high up on the building, and about the middle were the inscriptions\\nWelcome Home and Welcome to Portsmouth. The sides of the\\nbuilding were also festooned.\\nThomas Ward well s house was festooned with small flags, and a large\\nensign was stretched across the street over the porch was a statue of the\\nGoddess of Libert}^, with flags depending from her shoulders.\\nJustin B. Hanscom and Enoch J. Conner had their large, double house\\ntrimmed with wreaths and small flags from the windows, the entrance\\nfestooned with a large ensign and another one suspended over the\\nsidewalk.\\nGeorge W. Shackley displayed a large evergreen wreath, a cross, ensign\\nfestooned, and signal flags.\\nAaron Akerman s house had a large ensign festooned along its entire\\nfront, and wreaths were displayed.\\nAt the junction of Dover street wiih Islington was the triumphal arch.\\nIt was thirty-five feet from outside of perpendiculars which were eight\\nfeet high at the spring of the arch, the arch to the center being twenty-six\\nfeet high. The apex was surmounted with a cluster of American flags,\\nand numerous bannerets were aflixed to the outer circle of the arch. The\\nbases and faces were dressed with evergreens, with shields at the spring of\\nthe arch. At the apex were the legends, 1853. Welcome. 1873. On\\nthe western face Future Immortelles the memories of to-day. [The\\narch of 1853 stood ou the same spot as this one.]\\nJohn Stavers house was festooned with red, white and blue, and small\\nflags and wreaths were shown in good numbers six young girls, on an\\nelevated platform, waved flags as the procession passed, the whole being\\nvery beautiful.\\nLuther E. Martin and George W. Marston had their residence hand-\\nsomely dressed with bunting over the door was a large evergreen\\nwreath with a motto on either side, Our warmest greeting, Our\\nheartiest welcome.\\nHenry M. Clark produced a good effect with large flags festooned, and\\nsmaller ones interspersed.\\nJohn P. Hart s residence was decorated very beautifully, with evergreen\\nvsrreaths, spruces, statuary and flowers, and motto, Welcome home.\\nJ. Woodman Moses house was festooned with red, white and blue the\\nporch was draped with ensigns, and upon the corners were two ancient\\nfire buckets labelled Mechanic Fire Society, 1811.\\nAn unfinished house on the corner of Cabot street was hung with\\nstreamers.\\nEx-Gov. Goodwin had three lines of flags extending from his residence\\nto the splendid trees across the street, the eastern and western lines each\\ndisplaying the word Welcome the porch was festooned with flags, and\\nover it was the motto, Faith, Hope and Charity and the line of trees\\nopposite was hung with flags almost the whole length of the field.\\nMarcellus Eldredge made a handsome display of festoons of bunting,\\nwith flags and a gilded eagle over the porch.\\nMrs. Halliburton s residence was decorated with wreaths and flowers.\\nJohn A. Lamprey made a good show with spruces and small flags.\\nMrs. N. G. Weeks had an ensign suspended over the sidewalk, and the\\nporch dressed with bunting and evergreen.\\nThe Misses Barnes displayed flags, and mottoes, Welcome to the Sons\\nof Old Strawberry Bank welcome to its former residents welcome to", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0020.jp2"}, "21": {"fulltext": "13\\nall. Sons of Portsmouth, be ever prompt in virtue s cause. Be\\nstrong for God. your country and yourselves.\\nJohn T. French s house, corner Summer street, was beautifully decora-\\nted on both streets with glories of tlags, lines of streamers and small ban-\\nnerets. On the Islington street side was the motto Welcome home.\\n[These decorations were planned by and put up under direction of\\nD. Webster Barnabee, who would evidently make a first class professional\\ndecorator.]\\nJames M. Carr made a handsome show of miniature flags, evergreen\\nwreaths and festoons of spruce.\\nE. G. Pierce displayed a fine ensign porch festooned with evergreen,\\nwith portrait of Washington over the door.\\nAt the house of Mrs. Jas. Tucker two large flags were thrown across the\\nstreet, (by Theodore S. Harris, of Boston,) one inscribed, God bless every\\none of you, the other, The flag flown by U. S. S. Minnesota on the two\\ndavs of the Monitor and Merrimac battles.\\nCol. William H. Sise s house was beautifully dressed. From a large gilt\\neagle at the centre of the building, at the eaves, bright colored streamers\\nradiated to the ground a glory of flags was over the porch and the\\nword Welcome above the flag-;.\\nAt the old Academy were displayed the most beautiful decorations con-\\nceivable, and which attracted more attention and admiration than any\\ndisplay of flags and flowers could be expected to, several hundred girls\\nand young women, in white dresses and bright colored sashes. These\\ndecorations are referred to elsewhere.\\nCONGKESS STREET.\\nGeorge Taylor had a large flag suspended across the street.\\nE. S. Ryder and the Rand brothers made a very pretty display of flags\\nand foliage, with legends, 1623, 1776, and 1853. Home again,\\n1873.\\nThe Cutter mansion was dressed with flags, signals, etc.\\nHon. W. H. Y. Hackett s residence was handsomely dressed with flags,\\nand bore the legend, We miss one Star (r) [Referring to the lamented\\nT. Starr King.]\\nThe Franklin House and stores beneath it were trimmed with bunting,\\nand the house bore the motto, We greet the present and remember the\\nabsent.\\nWm. R. Preston s store in Congress Block had a fine display of bunting.\\nThe Mercantile Library building, in which was the press headquarters,\\nwas handsomely decorated with flags and streamers; and a large flag\\ninscribed Portsmouth taking an account of her stock, July 4, 1873, was\\nstretched across the street.\\nMARKET SQUARE,\\nOn Market square we noticed but one store decorated, that of Capt.\\nJos. H. Thacher, which had lines of evergreen from the roof to the ground.\\nThe only other decoration on Market Square was a rude shed containing\\na pump, the building being dressed out with spruce, and bearing mottoes,\\nBetter than gold is the water cold. Free. Thanks be to God for\\nwater. Free. Cold water, the life blood of the earth. Free, A\\nbeverage prepared by God. Free. In the shed were men to pump and\\ndeal out water to all comers.\\nMARKET STREET.\\nGeorge Hill Co., store finely trimmed with bunting.\\nJames H. Dow had streamers and banners in profusion.", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0021.jp2"}, "22": {"fulltext": "14\\nL. Blumauer and Rider Cunningham made a joint display on their\\nlarge building. A fine grey eagle was a prominent feature in the decora-\\ntions at this place.\\nGeorge B. French displayed a motto, Home the land of our birth,\\nthe holiest place on the earth. The building was also well decorated.\\nCharles H. Mendum Co., made a very extensive display. The\\nmottoes were, Portsmouth expects her Sons to do their duty The\\ngirls are all right! God bless em. On the corners, in the second story,\\nwere medallions with mottoes, Old Portsmouth welcomes her children.\\nThe knights of the yard-stick welcome you.\\nJohn Stokell at the Spring Hill Market, had the motto, Old Spring\\nHill welcomes the boys. The decorations of the rest of the street were\\nnot notable, consisting mainly of spruce and evergreen.\\nVAUGHAN STREET.\\nMost of the houses on Vaughan Street displayed single flags, etc., and\\nbetween Geo. W. Pendexter s house and Stoddard s stable was a large\\nflag with the motto We greet you with a cordial welcome.\\nPLEASANT STREET.\\nThe Chronicle Office was trimmed with flags and bore the following\\nmottoes: Dear to our hearts are the scenes of our childhood. A\\ngreeting to the present. Remembrance for the absent. 1623 1776.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u0094Ever the same old Portsmouth. 1853\u00e2\u0080\u00941873\\nThe vestibule of the Post-Office was decorated with flags, and being\\nkept open all day, furnished a cool resort for a great many persons.\\nThe large block occupied by J. Albert Walker, Mrs. Wm. Pettigrew\\nand Mrs. Hampti Kenney, was decorated with evergreen wreaths,\\nflags, etc.\\nMiss Caroline Wendell s residence was ornamented with lines of flags\\nand mottoes, Home, ever dear as the place of our childhood. 1815,\\n1853, 1873; Milestones on our life journey.\\nSamuel Adams displayed a flag with the motto Welcome Sons and\\nDaughters of Portsmouth, and decorations of evergreens.\\nA. F. Nowell made a neat display of flags, with the mottoes\\nHome that our feet may leave but not our hearts; the chain may\\nlengthen but it never parts. Our hearts, our hopes, our prayers, our\\ntears, are all with thee, are all with thee.\\nThe large block occupied by Thomas H. Odion, Miss R. A. Currier and\\nMrs. Rundlett was finely trimmed with flags and streamers, a large star\\nof evergreen, and festoons.\\nJos. R. Curtis had his store dressed with spruce, streamers and an\\nevergreen star.\\nHon. Daniel Marcy made a fine display of ship s signals, ensigns, etc.\\nThe residents at the South End chipped in and erected arches at the\\njunction of Pleasant street with Water, and on Mill Bridge. These were\\namong the most tasteful private displays made. They were entirely com-\\nposed of evergreens and bloom. That on the bridge was a double arch.\\nThe motto on Water street arch was No place like home. Baskets of\\nflowers and wreaths were pendent from both. The walks of the brid-e\\nwere lined with spruces and the general effect was to transform the whole\\nvicinity into a beautiful bower. The work was all done by private hands,\\nand showed commendable public spirit in the celebration.\\nF. S. Roberts, H. F. Wendell. F. and G. Bailey and Jeremiah Goodrich,\\nat the junction of South street with Mill Bridge, made very fine displays.\\nLaske} Pearson s store was dressed with wreaths and flags.", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0022.jp2"}, "23": {"fulltext": "15\\nWATER STREET.\\nJ. E. Ham s house was handsomely decorated with small bannerets and\\nevergreen wreaths.\\nE. R. Laighton displayed a large number of miniature ensigns.\\nJos. Muchmore s house was finely dressed with flags and evergreens, and\\ndisplayed the word Welcome in mammoth letters, done in evergreen.\\nJohn Dame displayed a large number of small flags and a large ensign\\nstretched across the street.\\nSTATE STREET.\\nThe residents on this street generally displayed flags.\\nWingate N. Ilsley had as mottoes on the front of his residence, Wel-\\ncome, Home again, Auld acquaintance. There were various de-\\nvices of flags and wreaths tastefully arranged on the front, with the pic-\\nture of Washington as a centre piece.\\nThe block at the corner of State and Pleasant streets, occupied by the\\nJournal and Times newspapers, and Thomas S. Nowell, was covered with\\nbunting, shields, eagles and various devices of the decorative art.\\nE. M. Brown s residence was nicely dressed, the motto Welcome\\nhome, done in leaves, being over the door.\\nWhitcomb s saloon displayed numerous small flags.\\nJohn N. Handy had a fine display, flags being suspended from the\\nwindows and twined around the porch supports, with good effect.\\nDr. Parsons had evergreen and flags, well arranged, on his house.\\nThomas Tredick and Alfred Stavers had the front of their double house\\nornamented with devices in evergreen, and festoons of bright colored cloth\\nfrom porch to porch.\\nThomas S. Nowell made a very handsome display of large and small\\nflags, evergreen wreaths and festoons, with a shield and a gilt eagle over\\nthe porch. Motto, Welcome home.\\nThe house of Leonard and Charles C. Akerman was handsomely deco-\\nrated, a fine picture of Washington, framed in evergreen occupying a\\nplace over the door.\\nThe Pwockingham House s spacious front afforded an excellent opportu-\\nnity for display. From the eagle on the flag-staff streamers radiated in all\\ndirections. The American and foreign colors were draped in tasteful\\nforms over porches, windows, and wherever they could be used to good\\neffect, the centre piece being formed of a large banner with the words,\\nWelcome Home painted upon it. The effect of the whole was very fine.\\nThe block occupied by J. P. Morse and B. F. Webster was handsomely\\ndressed with flags, and festoons of evergreen and cloth.\\nDaniel Leavitt s residence was choicely ornamented, with flags and ever-\\ngreen. Over the door was a representation of the traditional Uncle Sam,\\nstriped trowsers, carpet-bag and all, with the legend, The son born July\\n4, 1776. Between two windows was a large shield of evergreen, above\\nwhich was a fine picture of Washington, witla the legend The father.\\nThe double house occupied by Capt. Spalding and Rev. Canon Walsh\\nwas very handsomely dressed with flags and evergreen, and a line of flags\\nwas thrown across the street from the residence of H. H. Ham.\\nA. H. Hill s house looked nicely, with evergreen and flags festooned.\\nCapt. J. M. Hill s residence was decorated, a very pleasing feature being\\na group of living statuary made up of four generations. The oldest per-\\nson in the group was Mrs. Catharine Brown, aged 85 years; the youngest\\nperson was a baby ten months old, named Gracie Nowell, a great- gra.nd-\\ndaughter of Mrs. Brown s.\\nMrs. Joseph Sise made a fine display, streamers extending from the eaves\\nof the house to the ground, and a large eagle at the top making a good\\nshow. Motto, Union, Liberty; July 4, 1776, 1873.", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0023.jp2"}, "24": {"fulltext": "16\\nJohn Sise s house was handsomely dressed with flags and streamers, and\\na large shield.\\nThe old Gov. Langdon engine house (now occupied by an Extinguisher\\ncompany) was neatly and tastefully dressed with nags and evergreen.\\nCABOT STREET.\\nJ. Brooks house was covered with miniature ensigns.\\nJohn P. Sweetser s house was very handsomely decorated with evergreen\\nwreaths and festoons, flowers and tlags.\\nB. Norton s store was trimtned with flags, wreaths and spruce trees, and\\nhis house with flags.\\nRobert Sides house had small flags and evergreen wreaths and festoons.\\nMr. Woods house had flags and evergreens, with motto, Welcome home.\\nMIDDLE STREET.\\nThe suburban residence of Charles H. Mendum, though so far beyond\\nthe tent ground that but few persons could be expected to see it, was\\nfinely decorated and presented a most attractive appearance. There was\\nan evergreen arch over each gate, ornamented with shields, pennants,\\nwreaths and flowers; the house was decorated with festoons of red, white\\nand blue cloth, festoons and wreaths of evergreen, and flags and small\\nshields were placed over the windows. The etfect of the whole was very\\nneat and pleasing, and reflected credit on the planners and executors.\\nAt the entrance to the tent grounds was a large arch of evergreen and\\nflags, bearing the word Welcome.\\nrhe tent looked beautiful, its 300 feet of length being bright with\\nbanners of every color. At the entrance to the tent was an arch of\\nRoman design, surmounted with garlands and wreaths, the American\\nshield forming the central figure, while on the front was the word wel-\\ncome twined in flowers. At the top of each column were large masses\\nof flowers. The central arch was surmounted by the United States coat\\nof arms. On either side were tall flagstaS s from which were flying about\\na hundred feet of flags forming another arch. Two lines of flags ran the\\nentire length of both tents. The interior was entirely lined with the flags\\nof all nations, caught at the top and draped to the sides, completely hid-\\ning the canvass. Intertwined was bunting of all colors, the whole form-\\ning two beautiful canopies. Around the sides of the tent were mottoes\\nand shields and heraldic designs. The main motto at the head of the tent\\nwas the words, in scroll letters, two and a half feet long, Welcome sons\\nwelcome daughters.\\nW. P. Burley had an arch on his gate, surmounted by two flags.\\nOxford Johnson s store was pretty well covered with spruce, evergreen\\nwreaths, and a multitude of small flags.\\nThe house occupied by Chas. Marden and Robert Drew was liberally\\ndressed out in spruce, and had a big eagle, stufl ed, over the door.\\nWm. 0. Sides house, corner of Middle and Cabot streets was trimmed\\n\u00e2\u0080\u00a2with spruce on the Middle street front, and on the other with flags and\\na large flag bordered with oak leaves, and several small flags waved\\nacross Cabot street.\\nHenry F. Gerrish s residence was decorated with flags and evergreen.\\nHon. John 11. Bailey s residence was ornamented with a large eagle,\\nflags, and evergreen wreaths and festoons. Mrs. Peter Jenness man-\\nsion was decorated with flags and wreaths. Jos. H. Foster s residence\\nbore numerous large flags and a few small ones motto, Welcome. These\\nfour buildings, standing all on the same side of the street and on ad-\\njoining lots, presented a very handsome appearance.\\nJohn J. Pickering had American and foreign flags on either side of the\\ndoor porch, and at the top of the porch the national colors arranged in", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0024.jp2"}, "25": {"fulltext": "17\\ncanopy form. The motto, Welcome home, appeared over a kaleido-\\nscopic medallion at the front of the porch. A line of flags was also sus-\\npended across the street at the front of this residence.\\nCapt. Wm L. Dwight madeagood show of flags, with a motto, Ports-\\nmouth, the home of our birth.\\nThomas Neal had out a couple of flags, and the porch of his house was\\nvery beautifully dressed in evergreen, bright bunting and flowers but\\nthe house is so completely embowered that probably not one passer-by in\\nten saw it.\\nWm. R. Preston s fine grounds looked like the Arabian nights, with\\nglories of flags, draped flags and flags in festoons, vases and bouquets of\\nflowers and unique devices in evergreen, foliage and blossom. Over the\\nentrance gate a huge eagle held in its beak the mottoes, We ll not for-\\nget the dear old home of boyhood s happy days. 1st Reunion, July 4,\\n1853. 2d Reunion July 4, 1873. At the sides of the entrance, Such is the\\nPatriot s boast, Where erehe roams, His first best country ever is his home.\\nTo hail from Portsmouth is an honor and a password the world over.\\nJ. F. Shores corner of Richards avenue, displayed the following mot-\\nto; Boys, we are glad to see you. Age sits with grace upon your vis-\\nage. the house was also prettily trimmed with festoons of tri-color, and\\nflags.\\nSliss Larkin s house was profusely adorned with bright-colored flags,\\nthe porch draped and the windows festooned and a line of flags was\\nstretched across the street.\\nCharles Robinson made a fine display of bunting and banners, the\\nporch of his residence being draped and ornamented with a shield. Over\\nthe porch door was a full-rigged miniature ship, under which was the\\nlegend An absent son is thiuKing of you, an allusion to a Son who\\nis away at sea.\\nThe Parrott mansion had its porches draped, and lines of red, white\\nand blue bunting stretched from the eaves to the fence in front, a very\\nsimple but very neat and pleasing decoration.\\nE. F. Sise s was finely decorated, with flags flying from the windows,\\nand large flags stretched from the upper story windows to the fence.\\nThere was a large shield over the door, beneath which was a floral\\nwreath enclosing a crystal star. Motto, Home, our birthright and our\\npromise.\\nDr. Coleman s house was neatly dressed with draped flags.\\nHAYMARKET SQUARE.\\nThe decorating here was done at the expense and considerably by the\\nlabor of the New York delegation, who re-christened the square Man-\\nhattan Park. Three arches were erected, besides a music stand for the\\nuse of Downing s Band, which was handsomely decorated, as was, indeed,\\nthe entire square, a tall flag-staff being placed in the centre of the space.\\nThe arch across Court street was 34 feet between perpendiculars and\\n25 feet high that across Middle street, between the residences of Charles\\nRobinson and Commodore Parrot, 38 feet wide and 28 feet high and the\\none between the Middle street Church and B. F. Webster s house, 33 feet\\nhigh with 50 feet span.\\nThe decorations of the arches, excepting the perpendiculars, which\\nwere of spruce trees, were entirely composed of flags, colors of difi ei-ent\\nnations being intertwined and streamers of different hues radiating in all\\ndirections. At the sides of the triangular piece of ground were the follow-\\ning mottoes: 250th birthday. A garland on the brow of age. New\\nYork to Portsmouth. For ye are our glory and joy. Her children\\nrise up and call her blessed. Sprigs of like leaves erect their filial\\nheads. Thoughts of past years doth breed in us perpetual benediction.", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0025.jp2"}, "26": {"fulltext": "18\\nThis locality was one of the chief centres of attraction, and did credit to\\nthe taste and liberality of the New York visitors as well as to their\\nenergy, for nearly all the decorating was done in short order, not many\\nhours before the 4th.\\nCOURT STREET.\\nThe house occupied by Gideon H. Rundlett was ornamented with\\nnumerous wreaths and festoons of evergreen, and bore this legend The\\nold schoolhouse where the faithful Taft held sway. The Sons returning\\nrevere his memory to-day.\\nThe engine-house building was handsomely dressed. A large arch, of\\nspruce, stood near the sidewalk, and was ornamented with flags and a\\nshield, and a big eagle on top. The front of the building was draped\\nwith flags No. One s door was ornamented with flags and wreaths, as was\\nalso No. Three s and over the latter was a row of small flags, and an\\narch bearing the word Welcome, with a most solemn looking stufi ed\\nowl on the top.\\nCapt. Chas. H. Rollins house had wreaths of evergreen, and flags fes-\\ntooned, with motto, Welcome home.\\nCapt. John E. Salter s residence presented a very handsome appearance,\\nwith wreaths and festoons of evergreens, and a large arch over the gate,\\nwith motto, Welcome home. The latch-string hangs out.\\nIn the foregoing list of decorations, which we have endeavored to\\nmake as full and correct as possible, we have of course omitted to make\\nmention of houses where single flags, or other decorations of no especial\\nnote were displayed; and it is very probable we maj have omitted some\\nwhich were deserving of special mention.\\nPRELIMINARIES IN BOSTON.\\nWe are indebted to the Rev. Wm. G. Nowell, of Maiden, for the\\nfollowing\\nDuring the twenty years succeeding 1853, the Sons of Portsmouth resi-\\ndent in Boston and Vicinity held no general assembly but several so-\\ncial reunions of portions of their number took place, and the spirit which\\nprompted their first return to the old home was not lost.\\nUpon coming back from that enjoyable occasion, the executive com-\\nmittee of the Boston Sons appointed a sub-committee charged with the\\nduty of keeping alive the organization formed to carry out the celebra-\\ntion of that date, July 4, 1853, and of remarshalling the Sons wherever\\na like occasion should require their array.\\nAt the expiration of ten years, namely, in 1863, the question was raised\\nof calling together the Sons for a second return home on the national holi-\\nday of that year but, owing to the depressing efi ects of the war, nothing\\nwas done towards awakening the organization into activity, and it was\\nallowed to remain dormant until the early spring of 1873, when the sub-\\ncommittee having received from Portmouth an invitation to the Sons\\nabroad to make a second return home, issued a circular signed by Thodore\\nS. Harris, chairman, and addressed to the executive committee, containing\\nan invitation to them to meet at the Parker House, Boston, on the even-\\ning of the 20th of March.\\nThis circular was sent to those members of the executive committee of\\n1853, that were living and within call, and to nearly one hundred per-\\nsons not members of that committee.\\nThese persons were selected as miscellaneously as possible, and the re-\\nquest to be ])resent at this meeting was extended to them, because it was\\ndeemed desirable to get together a truly representative body of the Sons\\nof Portsmouth then resident in Boston and Vicinity, and especially to in-\\nclude in the number men who had come to the activity of the earlier part", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0026.jp2"}, "27": {"fulltext": "19\\nof mid-life during the twenty years which had elapsed since the former\\nReturn, or who, by change of residence, had placed themselves within the\\nlimits of the Boston organization since 1853.\\nIn response to this invitation nearly seventy gentlemen assembled at\\nthe place and time appointed. Mr. Francis E. Parker, the President of\\nthe organization in 1853, was called upon to preside at this meeting and\\na committee of eleven was selected by the chair at the request of the per-\\nsons present.\\nThis committee as finally constituted consisted of Messrs. M. P. Ken-\\nnard, John D. Parker, Frank Goodwin, Isaac W. Frye, Manning Emery,\\nRev. E. A. Rand, Geo. S. Walker, Chas. L. Woodbury, Geo. D. Wise,\\nChas. L. Damrell, Thos. B. Wiggin.\\nThey were charged with the double duty of nominating ofiicers of the\\norganization, and of calling a mass meeting of the Sons living in and\\nabout Boston to pa*s upon the nominations to be offered by this committee\\nand to make a selection of officers.\\nA very strong determination was expressed by all the gentlemen who\\nwere chosen to the prominent offices of the organization in 1853, not to\\nhold office longer. This expression upon their part being earnest and\\npositive was regarded by the- committee of eleven, as was also the desire\\nmanifested by the leaders of the movement in 1853 that the younger men\\namong the Sons should now come to the front, perform a part of the la-\\nbor and receive their share of the honors incident to the new occasion.\\nThat committee nominated a large number of gentlemen for positions upon\\nthe different permanent committees of the organization, these positions\\nnumbering in all between sixty and seventy. It was arranged by the\\ncommittee that the majority of the permanent Executive Committee\\nshould be composed of the chairmen of the seven other committees. They\\nalso nominated a President of the Association, two Secretaries, and a list\\nof Vice-Presidents whose positions were to be strictly honorary. The\\nPresident was maile, ex-officio, chairman of the executive committee.\\nThese nominations being completed, the committee of eleven called a\\nMass Meeting of the Sons at Wesley an Hall, Boston, on Thursday even-\\ning April 12, 1873.\\nAfter spending considerable time in social converse the meeting waa\\ncalled to order by Mr. Geo. D. Wise, and Hon. Geo. P. Sanger was unan-\\nimously elected chairman.\\nJudge Sanger made some gjipropriate remarks upon taking the chair,\\nand Mr. Chas. L. Damrell was elected secretary.\\nMr. Parry Kennard, Esq., Chairman of the committee appointed at the\\nParker House meeting then submitted a list of nominations. The report\\nwas accepted and the gentlemen who had been nomipated were unani-\\nmously elected, each class of officers being voted upon separately.\\nThe following is a complete list of the officers of the association as\\nfinally arranged.\\nPreaident, Frank Goociwin, Esq.\\nVice Presidents. Hon. Krancis E. Parker, Samuel H. Qookin, Rev. A. P. Peabody, D. D.\\nJames T. FieMs, Theodore S. Harris, M. P. Kennard, Hon. Robert M. Mason, Hon. Geo. P.\\nSanger, Hon. Cijarles L. Woodbury, Com. E. G. Parrott, U. S. N., Rev. Edward A. Rand,\\nAvery Plumer, Robert L. Harris, Albert Reniick, Albert F. Sise, Hon. Clias. B. Goodrich,\\nJames II. Weeks, B. P. Shillaber, David W. Cheever, M. D Isaac Watts Frye, Rev. Wm.\\nLamson, D. D., Rev. S. H. Winkley, Rev. A. J. Patterson, George A. Fields, Jolin D. Parker,\\nRev. Thomas R. Lambert, D. D., Rev Joshua R. Peirce, Rev. George M. Adams, John Q.\\nWebster. W. H. Kennard, George W. Bazin, Gideon Beck. William H. Hill, Geo. F. Emery,\\nGeorge K. Hooper, William N. Melcher, Mark R. Wendell. William H. Goodwin, Henry K.\\nReal, Thomas B. Aldrich, Thornton K. Lothrop, Wm. T. Eustis, Geo. D. Wise, Thomas J.\\nW hidden, C. C. Rymes.\\nEXECUTIVE COMMITTEE.\\nFrank Goodwin, Cliarles L. Damrell, George D. Wise, Tlios. J. Whidden, Ezra A. Stevens,\\nWilliam Simes, Jr.. Woodward Emery, George S. Walker, William G. Nowell, Henry 0.\\nBarnabee, Chas. 0. Melcher, A. H. Cltapman.\\nSecretaries, Charles L. Damrell, Charles C. Melcher.", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0027.jp2"}, "28": {"fulltext": "20\\nCOMMITTEE ON TRANSPORTATION.\\nWoodward Emory, N. Parker Laightoii, Geo. K. Hooper, A. H. Chapman.\\nCOMMITTEE ON BADGES, BANNERS AND MOTTOES.\\nChas. L. Damrell, Henry C. Baruabee, A. H. Chapman, Rev. E. A. Rand, Win. H. Bush,\\nAlex. L. Hayes, Wm. H. Preston.\\nCOMMITTEE ON SUBSCRIPTION AND FINANCE.\\nWilliftm Simea, Jr., Chas. H. Btlmunds, Thomas W. Ponliallow, Wm. A. Hayes, Manning\\nBmery, Chas. C. Melcher, Jas. A. Nowell, Jas. R. Stanwood, Clias. C. Harvey, H. F. Adwers.\\nCOMMITTEE ON PUBLISHING AND ADVERTISING.\\nWm. G. Nowell, A. H. Chapman, John H. Miller, Chas. G. Brewster, Thomas B. Wiggin\\nJames W. Ricker.\\nCOMMITTEE ON MUSIC.\\nHenry 0. Barnahee, C. C. Rhymes, T. W. Penhallow, N. Parker Laighton, F. N. Lambert,\\nChas. C. Melcher, John Sanger, John G. Thompson, Jr.\\nCOMMITTEE ON CONFERENCE WITH TOWNS.\\nBrra A. Stevens, Woodard Emery, John P. Lyman, Jr., Chas. F. Sise, Alex. L. Hayes,\\nJohn H. Miller.\\nCOMMITTEE ON ESCORT.\\nGeo. S. Walker, Thoa. J. Whidden, Chas. H. Edmunds, N. Parker Laighton, J. Edward\\nKnowlton, Fred N. Lambert,C. C. Rhymes, J. P. Treadwell, E. A. Stevens, Jr., C.E.Jackson.\\nChief Marshal, Hon. Ezra A. Stevens.\\nAidt, Col. J. H. Jackson, William Simes, Jr.\\nFirst Assistant Marshal, Woodward Emery.\\nAids, Clias. B. Gookin, Wm. A. Hayes.\\nMarshals, Henry C. Barnabee, N. Parker Laighton, John P. Lyman, Jr., Jas. A. Nowell,\\nJas. R. Stanwood, A. H. Chapman, Chas. H. Edmonds, N. F. Berry, South Bnstnn; Horace B.\\nButler, East Boston; Jdhn N. Dennett, Charlestown John P. Soinerby, Salem; C. C. Mel-\\ncher, J. W. Sanger, Manning Emery, Thos. W. Penhallow, Winslow L. Tucker, E. Allen\\nStevens, Jr., J. Edward Knowlton, Frederick N. Lambert, Horace Adwers, Wm. H. Preston.\\nThe choice of a chief marshal was assigned to the Executive Committee.\\nIn response to repeated calls, Frank Goodwin Esq, the president of\\nthe association, made a brief speech, in which he thanked his fellow-\\ntownsmen for the honor they had conferred upon him, and promised to\\nuse his utmost efforts to make their coming visit to Portsmouth a success\\nin every respect. It was not common, he said, to see so many men,\\nmany of them unacquainted with each other, assembled togetlier with\\nBuch friendly and cordial unanimity, but tlie sight was a beautiful one\\nwhen it was taken into account that they were all bound together by the\\nstrong tie of a common home. The coming visit to the home of their youth\\nhad in it a triple significance they were going home to celebrate the\\nFourth of July, they were also to celebrate the 250th anniversary of their\\nnative city, and, finally, it was to be a grand welcome to their beloved\\nhome. Mr. Goodwin then spoke of the glory of the sons of Portsmouth\\nin former days, and notably of their achievements in the revolution of\\nthe colonies. It was not generally known, he said, but it was true, that\\nthe first real opposition to the British troops was offered by Portsmouth\\nmen, who, under the leadership of Langdon, Pickering and Sullivan, in\\n1774, attacked Fort William and Mary, and, after resistance on the part\\nof the garrison, captured it, and the ammunition taken from that fort\\nwas afterward used at the battle of Bunker Hill; and when we consider\\nthat the patriot troops were compelled to retire from that contest through\\na lack of ammunition, who can say but that this very powder captured\\nby these Portsmouth men rendered the battle of Bunker Hill possible.\\nWe regret that we have not a full report of Mr. Goodvvin s remarks.\\nThey were spirited and eloquent, and were warmly applauded. Some\\nhumerous allusions to the selection of a chief marshal caused great mer-\\nriment. Brief and telling speeches were made by Messrs. James T.\\nFields, Chas. L. Woodbury, Samuel H. Gookin, W. G. Nowell, M. P. Ken-", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0028.jp2"}, "29": {"fulltext": "21\\nnard, John G. Webster, Rev. E. A Eand, Master C. Howard Walker and\\nothers. The remarks of these gentlemen abounded in allusions to the\\nincidents of their youth in the good old town of Portsmouth and liter-\\nally kept the audience in a roar of laughter.\\nPleasant speeches were also made by Samuel J. Nowell, Esq., and Col.\\nE. E. Goodrich, who were present from New York, and gave encouraging\\naccounts of what the Sons were doing in that city.\\nThe meeting was held to a late hour, and much enthusiasm was shown\\nthroughout.\\nUnder the auspices of the Executive Committee of the Association of\\nthe Sons resident in Boston and Vicinity, meetings of Portsmouth people\\nin South Boston, East Boston, Cliarlestown, Chelsea, Maiden, Cambridge\\nand Salem were held from time to time, and branch organizations were\\nestablished in those places auxilliary to the general organization. We\\ngive tlie following report of the preliminary doings in South Boston, as\\na sample illustration of the enthusiasm of these suburban towns.\\nTuesday evening, May 27, a meeting was held in the Vestry of the E.\\nSt. Cong. Church. About fifty persons were present. Rev. E. A. Rand\\nwas chosen chairman, Mr. N. F. Berry secretary. It was a wide-awake\\ngathering. A hearty home feeling was manifested. The meeting was\\naddressed by Frank Goodwin, Esq., Mr. Wm. Simes and Mr. Woodward\\nEmery from the city. Hon. Hiram Bowles, Mr. N. F. Berry, Rev.\\nEdw d A. Rand, Messrs. Geo. Tuckerman, Cha s Hersey, Wm. Rand, Ed-\\nwin Spinney and Horace Stickney spoke for South Boston.\\nThe following persons were appointed to look after the Sons and\\nDaughters in the neighborhood and secure all for the celebration Messrs.\\nN. F. Berry, Willis Mendum, Horace Stickney, Albert Sheafe, John N.\\nFrost, Wm. Rand, Edw d A. Rand and Edwin Spinney and Mrs. F.\\nOrcutt, Miss S. Garrett, Mrs. S. Gray, Mrs. T. L. Frost and Mrs. Brannigan.\\nThis committee subsequently organized with Mr. Berry as its chairman\\nand Mr. Sheafe secretary. It held several meetings, raised funds for tlie\\ntreasury of the Boston organization, invited home all it could reach, and\\none of its last acts was to order two horse-cars for the morning of the 4th\\nto carry to the Eastern Depot all travelers Portsmouth bound.\\nThese meetings in the towns in the neighboi hood of Boston were ad-\\ndressed b} members of the central Executive Committee and by gentle-\\nmen residing in these respective places, the best of feeling prevailing.\\nThe last grand rally was held m Wesleyan Hall on Friday Evening,\\nJune 28, a report of which we copy from the Portsmouth Chronicle of\\nJuly 1st.\\nTHE BOSTONIANS WIDE AWAKE.\\nIt was our good fortune to be present at a meeting of the Sons and\\nDaughters of Portsmouth resident in and about Boston, on Friday even-\\ning last. Frank Goodwin Esq., President of the Association, opened the\\nspeaking with an eloquent address, detailingthe workings of the organ-\\nization, its intentions and expectations. Following him, Prof. A. P.\\nPeabody, of Harvard College, feelingly referred to old associations with\\nPortsmouth people, whom he met in every country he visited and all of\\nwhom spoke lovingly of old Strawberry Bank. He was proud to meet\\nthem anywhere and to take them by the hand. The coming reunion\\nwould bring back many pleasant memories which would not be forgotten.\\nThese memories would be cherished many years hence when these who\\ntook part in the reunion of 1853 have passed away. President Goodwin\\nnext called up Hon. Ezra A. Stevens, who responded in a most felicitous\\nmanner, as follows\\nConsiderable curiosity has been felt to know who would have temerity\\nand self-assurance enough to accept the Chief Marshalship of our proces-\\nsion, after what was said in this hall a few weeks since. Had I been present", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0029.jp2"}, "30": {"fulltext": "22\\nat that meeting, it is very doubtful, indeed whether I should have occupied\\nmy present position for the description of the proper man for a Chief\\nMarshal, as given by our worthy President on that occasion, was sufficient\\nto deter a much braver man than myself from accepting it. Why, sir, if\\nyour speech has been correctly reported to me, you deemed it essential\\nthat the Marshal should be tall and noble looking, as Sanger sharp\\neyed as Storer enthusiastic as Gookin brilliant as Kennard and en-\\nergetic as Harris. He must possess the legal lore of Woodbury the elo-\\nquence of Parker the silvery speech and graceful diction of Fields the\\npoetic humor of Shillaber the inimitable drollery of Barnabee and the\\nmilitary genius and prestige of Jackson in short he mast possess all the\\ngraces of all the gifted sons of Portsmouth must be a poet and a scholar,\\na hero and a saint! Now, ladies and gentlemen, I think you will all\\nagree with me, that if any such man as that were living, he must, of\\nnecessity, have been born in Portsmouth for only old Strawberry Bank,\\nherself, could ever have given birth to such a prodigy But there is no\\nsuch person. The gods do not bestow all their graces upon any one man.\\nAnd your executive committee, being satisfied of the fact, have rushed to\\nthe opposite extreme and seized upon one who is destitute of all. But,\\nfellow townsmen, while your Marshal lays no claim whatever to any of\\nthe gifts or graces referred to, he is conscious of possessing at least two\\nqualifications for the offices a heart full of love to old Portsmouth, and\\nto all her sons and daughters and a determination to do all in his power\\nto make our procession a success. And in his efforts to this end he asks\\nyour hearty co-operation.\\nMr. Chairman, you, at least can bear me witness that it was with ex-\\ntreme reluctance I consented to accept this position and it was onh when\\nassured in the most positive manner by the executive committee and some\\nof our older men that I could be of real service to our organization that\\nI did so. I was by no means insensible of the honor conferred upon me,\\nbut I preferred for various reasons to remain in the ranks.\\nWhen this subject was first agitated, I hoped that our former chief-mar-\\nshal would swing his baton again this time, for certainly no man could\\ndo it better but I was told that the former officers had declined to take\\nany prominent positions now they consented, however, to stand as god-\\nfathers to the movement, and to give us their countenance, advice and\\nmoney; and nobly have they redeemed their promise. To one of them,\\nMr. Theodore S. Harris, we are under special obligation. He has not\\nonly given us the benefit of his valuable experience, but has worked with\\nus night and day, sacrificing time, money and health to carry forward the\\npresent movement. I feel that every son of Portsmouth owes him a debt\\nof gratitude for his unselfish labors.\\nThis large audience gives token that the wish to re-visit the old home-\\nstead is very strong in the hearts of the absent sons and daughters of\\nPortsmouth. Dear old Portsmouth my birthplace and my home for nearly\\nforty years Every foot of her soil is as dear to my heart, as it is fresh\\nin my memory, and her children too, playmates of my youth compan-\\nions of my maturer years I shall never forget them wliile life lasts.\\nThere may be living a man with heart so cold, and mind so mean, as\\nto have no desire to return to the liome of his kindred, to the place that\\ngave him birth, and to which he is indebted for all that he is and all that\\nhe has. H so, I envy not that man his feelings, be he rich as Crcesus, or\\npoor as a church mouse.\\nI have not been so unfortunate as to meet such an one but on the\\nother hand, I have seen scores, and hundreds, whose hearts are all alive\\nwith enthusiasm men of leisure, and men of toil, men who wield the\\npen, and men who swing the adze and shove the foreplane veterans of\\nthree score years and ten, and lads not out of their teens. All, all seem\\nready and anxious to return once more to the scenes of their youth.", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0030.jp2"}, "31": {"fulltext": "23\\nNow, sir, we utilize all this enthusiasm, to have it developed in the\\nform of a splendid procession. Old Portsmouth has honored herself, and\\nher sons by her munificent invitation. Let us honor ourselves and old\\nPortsmouth by marching in solid columns through the streets, and mak-\\ning them ring with our glad hurrahs, on the nation s birthday\u00e2\u0080\u0094 testify-\\ning at once our love of home and love of country for love of home is\\npatriotism of the purest, truest, type. We are none the less good citizens\\nof this commonwealth because of our attachment to the old Granite State\\nnone the less true Bostonians because we still cling to old Strawberry\\nBank. In fact, we are better citizens of the one, because of our affection\\nfor the other. And we have good reason t) be proud of our old home.\\nThe weight of 250 years rests upon the paternal mansion it is a trifle\\nantiquated to be sure but there is a royal family in it still.\\nWhat other town in this broad land or in any other, has ever twice\\ncalled home her absent sons, and spread for them a festive board And\\nwe are going home, too, this time, God willing, Sons and Daughters,\\nGrandsons and Grandfathers a family party to enjoy a general thanks-\\ngiving on the Fourth of July. We mean to throw care to the winds,\\nshake the dust from our brains, and the cobwebs from our hearts, and\\ngrow young again. We mean to have a grand good time, generally.\\nThe authorities at home have appropriated money with unparalleil gen-\\nerosity, and are making very extensive preparations for our reception.\\nIt would be decidedly ungrateful, to say the least, for us to slight any\\nportion of their entertainment especially the great feature of the day\\nthe procession. Not to walk in it would be like refusing to recognize\\none s own mother in the street. By taking our places in the ranks, we\\nshall show our respect to the whole city, and our appreciation of their gen-\\nerous welcome which we shall read in every waving flag, shall breathe in\\nthe perfume of every flower, and hear in every strain of music or chime\\nof bells.\\nWe want to see in the procession on the Fourth, every son of Ports-\\nmouth whatever his name or age, rank, or condition. One man will be\\njust as welcome as another. We are all Portsmouth boys now the same\\nboys that skated, and swam, and fished, and played hoop together, twenty,\\nthirty, forty, fifty years ago and we want to walk side by side, once\\nmore, as we did in days gone by.\\nGrandsons too, old and young, born in Boston or elsewhere will be wel-\\ncome also. We will adopt tliem. Sir, into our Portsmouth Israel, as Eph-\\nraim and Manasseh were adopted by the patriarch of old they shall be\\nSons like ourselves, and reckoned with the tribes.\\nAll such will be welcomed most heartily. Come in then, former resi-\\ndents of Portsmouth, we want you to stand shoulder to shoulder with us.\\nAnd there are scores of men, not born in the old homestead, whose res-\\nidence there for years has made them part and parcel of the family, and\\nwhose attachment to the place is as strong as that of the native born Sons.\\nTheir influence was felt for good in the schools and churches, in the politics\\nand business of the town their departure therefrom was sincerely mourned\\nand their names are household words in many a family, still.\\nOne of the toasts given at our former re-union was the following by\\nIsrael P. Kimball, Esq.\\nThe Daughters of Portsmouth\\nThough native Sons forsake their homes\\nAnd dwell the country o er,\\nHer Daughters, fairest of the fair.\\nAdopt as many more.\\nAnd we don t forget the boys who married our girls. As the daughters\\ncannot walk in our procession themselves, they must be represented there\\nby their husbands. Come in then sons-in-law, we say; thrice welcome to", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0031.jp2"}, "32": {"fulltext": "24\\nyou, also. Our hearts are large enough to take in everj man who is in\\nany way connected with old Strawberry-Bank, and we want to see them\\nall in line on the Fourth, a column a thousand strong a procession that\\nfor size and character will exceed any ever seen in old Portsmouth a pro-\\ncession that will reflect credit upon ourselves, and upon which our friends\\nat home can look with pride and satisfaction.\\nS. H. Gookin, Esq., the chief Marshal of Boston delegation in 1853,\\nfollowed in a happy speech, dwelling upon the remembrance of that re-\\nunion, and the old scenes of boyhood s pranks at Puddle Dock, Point of\\nGraves, South Mill Bridge and Spring Market.\\nAlbert F. Sise, Esq., paid a touching tribute to several Portsmouth Sons\\nwho died for their country in the rebellion and enlivened the meeting by\\nreference to bon-iires on the night before the 4th and the smashing of\\npumpkin lanterns on Pope night.\\nMayor Marvin was enthusiastically received and with a few well chosen\\nwords invited all present to come home next Friday. Mr. William Simes,\\njr., Rev. E. A. Rand, Rev. Wm. G. Nowell, and Mr. Woodward Emery\\nspoke briefly, showing that the young men who have left Portsmouth are\\nnot a whit behind their elder brethren in eloquence.\\nAfter the conclusion of the regular business of the meeting, remarks were\\nmade by Messrs. Samuel A. Badger, Geo. K. Hooper, Rev. George M.\\nAdams and others of Boston, and by Capt. J. Albert Sanborn and Geo.\\nW. Marston of Portsmouth. Our citizens have but little idea of the fervent\\nfeeling of tenderness which bind the absent Sons to old Strawberry Bank\\nand which finds expression when they meet friends from home to whom\\nthey can express their gratification and delight at the preparations making\\nto receive them.\\nPRELIMINARIES IN NEW YORK.\\nThe first steps in response to the circular issued by the Home Invitation\\nCommittee on the 23rd of Dec, 1872, were taken by the Sons in New\\nYork and we print herewith their Circular issued but 12 days subsequent,\\nand the Chronicle report of the meeting called by it.\\nReunion of the Sons and Daughters of the City of Portsmouth,\\nN. H., July 4th, 1873.\\nExtract from Circular issued by Committee on Invitations.\\nThe Citizens of Portsmouth, N. H., will commemorate the 250th\\nAnniversary of the settlement of the City, and the 20th Anniversary of\\nthe visit of the Sons, by a Reunion of the Sons and Daughters resident\\nabroad, at the old homestead, on the 4th of July, 1873. A cordial in-\\nvitation is extended to all natives and former residents to participate in\\nthe proposed celebration. The\\nCommittee recommend that Associations of Sons of Portsmouth be formed\\nin every city and neighborhood throughout the Country.\\nWm. H. Sise, George L. Treadwell, T. E. 0. Marvin, Thomas S. Nowell,\\nGeorge W. Marston, N. Dana Wliipple, Manning Emery, Marcellus Buf-\\nford, Gardner M. Goodrich, J. Albert Sanborn Com. on invitations.\\nPortsmouth, N. H., Dec 23d, 1872.\\nIn response to this Invitation and recommendation, it has been thought\\nproper to call a meeting of the Sons and Daughters of Portsmouth resident\\nin this City and Brooklyn, to be held at the St. Cloud Hotel, Broadway,\\ncor. 42nd Street (Messrs. Rand Bros., Prop s), on Thursday evening, Janu-\\nary 9th, at 8 o clock.\\nThere has already been made a List of upwards of 200 names of natives\\nand former residents of Portsmouth, now living in New York and Brook-\\nlyn, and it is believed that it can be largely increased.\\nIt is hoped that every Son and Daughter of our native City, receiving\\nthis notice, will attend this first meeting.", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0032.jp2"}, "33": {"fulltext": "25\\nOh, take ug back with all our years,\\nYe treasured haunts of j outhl\\nForgive a few fond foolish tears,\\nTlie lieart s warm stamp of Truth I\\nWe come in manhood s riper hours\\nTo laj our garlands down,\\nAnd braid a wreath of fresher flowers\\nFor thee our native townl\\nGod bless the spot we love so well\\nTlie earth has none more fair;\\nTis honest pride, our bosoms swell\\nTo breathe their native air\\nCome lads, a clieer to speak our joy,\\nWhile here our flag unfurls\\nA health for Portsmouth Man and Boy,\\nAnd don t forget the Girls.\\nJ. T. FIELDS, AT FIRST REUNIOJf,\\n(JULYith, 1863.\\nNew York, January 6th, 1873.\\nThe following is the report of the Chronicle, concerning the meeting\\ncalled in obedience to the foregoing circular.\\nA very satisfactory meeting of the Sons and Daughters of Portsmouth,\\nresident in New York and vicinity, was held at the St. Cloud Hotel on\\nThursday evening. The Messrs. Rand placed one of their fine suites of\\nprivate parlors at the disposal of their friends, and were active in their\\nendeavors to advance the objects of the meeting. Mr. S. J. Nowell called\\nthe meeting to order and nominated Col. E. R. Goodrich as Chairman, and\\nMr. John L. Salter as Secretary, and the nominations were confirmed\\nunanimously. Col. Goodrich asked to be excused from acting in any\\nofficial capacity, although willing to serve in the ranks as earnestly as\\nany, but the meeting urged his acceptance of the chair, which he finally\\ntook, with a few appropriate remarks on the object of the meeting and the\\nreunion of the Sons next July.\\nIt was moved that a permanent organization of a Society of Sons be\\neffected, and that the chair appoint a committee of five to present to the\\nmeeting a board of ofiicers, to appoint au executive committee and prepare\\na plan of organization. The Chairman appointed as a committee, Messrs.\\nSamuel J. Nowell, S. G. Folsom, Henry S. Lambert and George J. Laigh-\\nton. The committee retired lor consultation on the board of otficers.\\nDuring their absence the assemblage, which now crowded the large\\nparlors, iaterchanged pleasant greetings and congratulations, manj of\\nthose present not having met for years. The list of Sons and Daughters\\nresident in New York, numbering over two hundred, was read by Mr.\\nSalter. At nine o clock the committee reported the subjoined board of\\nofficers, and on motion they were unanimously elected.\\nPresident, Archibald A. Peterson.\\nVice Presidents, Charles L. Frost, Edwin R. Goodrich, D. D. Badger,\\nJacob H. Thompson, Thomas P. Salter.\\nSecretary, E. P. Nowell.\\nAssistant Secretary, John L. Salter.\\nTreasurer, Jacob Wendell.\\nIt was moved and seconded that the chair appoint a committee to advise\\nthose gentlemen of their election, and Col. Goodrich appointed Messrs.\\nGeorge J. Laighton and Samuel J. Nowell.\\nIt was moved by Mr. Nowell That the Board of Officers have authority\\nto fill vacancies which may arise in the Board. Passed.\\nMr. Wendell said that he felt obliged to decline to accept the office of\\nTreasurer, that he should be pleased to do privately all in his power to\\nfurther the objects of the meeting, but his own business so completely\\noccupied his time as to preclude his acceptance of the position. On the call\\nfrom the chairman the meeting reluctantly accepted Mr. Wendell s resigna-\\ntion, and the vacancy will be filled by the Board of Officers.\\nIt was moved and seconded, that the thanks of the society be tendered\\nto Messrs. Rand Bros., for their courtesies.\\nThe names of those present, among whom were a large number of\\nladies, were then taken by Mr. Laighton and recorded by the Sec y. At\\n10 o clock, P. M., the meeting adjourned, subject to the action of the\\nBoard of Officers.\\nThe reunion was a great pleasure to every one present, and the enthusi-", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0033.jp2"}, "34": {"fulltext": "26\\nasm manifested indicates a large delegation from New York and Brooklyn,\\nnext summer. Col. E. R. Goodrich, is entitled to the warmest congratu-\\nlations on the success of his efforts.\\nAt a subsequent meeting of the Society of the Sons and Daughters of\\nNew York, an Executive Committee was chosen, consisting of thirteen\\ngentlemen and the Board of Officers ea:; officio. This Committee at once\\neffected a most perfect organization, dividing into sub-committees, and\\nallotting the various duties incident to the well-doing of so good a work.\\nThe manner in which the work was done, is known to every reader of this\\nHistory, and to all present in our city during those memorable days.\\nThe following elections were afterwards held, resulting as follows:\\nJacob Wendell, Esq., Chief Marshal; Samuel J. Nowell, Treasurer,\\nand John L. Salter, Secretary.\\nThe journey of the New-Yorkers, upon the boat, leaving New York at\\n4 P. M., they describe as being a long evening of ecstasy. An assembling\\nof nearly three hundred town s people, upon such a pilgrimage of love, with\\nsuch delightful surroundings, with such hopes of joyful greetings, must\\nhave been fraught with tender, touching recollections. It was an expe-\\nrience rare in life, and will ever be remembered with the same enthusiasm\\nnow shown by each of them when narrating its thousand incidents of\\ngladness and exhilaration. After three hours of delicious music of their\\nBand, during which were played the new arrangements, by Major Down-\\ning of Home Again, and Sweet Home, a meeting of the Society was\\ncalled by Col. E. R. Goodrich. Mr. Geo. H. Laighton was chosen to the\\nchair, and brief and telling speeches were made by Messrs. Wendell,\\nPeterson, Babcock, Goodrich and Nowell.\\nThe Breakfast at the U. S. Hotel at Boston, on the morning of the 3rd,\\nwas another scene of hilarity and merriment. President A. A. Peterson\\nand other kindred spirits were boys again, giving and receiving many an\\nold-time thrust. There was story and jest at each of the tables, and there\\nwere recalled for the two hours, reminiscences that made this morning\\nfeast one of the most enjoyable of the many festivities.\\nIn connection with these New York matters, the reader will pardon us if\\nwe anticipate a little and give place to the following letter, as indicative of\\nthe feeling of the New Yorkers toward the projectors of the Reunion of 73.\\nNew York, July 29, 1873.\\nCol. Wm. H. Sise, Portsmouth, N. H.\\nDear Sir We beg of you to receive from us, at this our first meeting\\nsince the Reunion, our united expression of thanks for your official and\\nprivate courtesies during those happy days.\\nWe are enabled to estimate the great amount of work, and the multitude\\nof details requiring the attention and management of yourself, and your\\nable assistant, Capt. J. Albert Sanborn, and we believe from your first\\neffort in the projection of this Reunion, to its satisfactory completion, j ou\\nhave added a large skill, and heartiness to your office, and, in a great\\nmeasure, contributed to the surpassing success of the Festival.\\nPlease accept. Sir, for yourself, and tender the gentlemen of your staff,\\nthe assurance of our sincere esteem and regard,\\nand we remain, your friends,\\nE. R. GOODRICH, JACOB WENDELL,\\nGEO. J. LAIGHTON, SAMUEL J. NOWELL,\\nH, S. LAMBERT, EDWARD BALL,\\nStaff of the New York Delegation\\nTHE NEW YORK DELEGATION\\nArrived at Frenchman s Lane by special train, Thursday, July 3rd, at\\n11.09, a. m. The military organization and a large concourse of citizens had\\nbeen waiting nearly an hour. The New Yorkers formed in the line and", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0034.jp2"}, "35": {"fulltext": "27\\nunder the marshalship of Jacob Wendell, Esq., marched in front of the\\nmilitary drawn up to receive them, and halted. Mayor Marvin then\\nwelcomed them in a speech of model brevitj speaking as follows\\nSons and Daughters of Portsmouth resident in Nexv York and its vicinity:\\nWe are glad to see that the home ties binding you to old Portsmouth have\\ndrawn you hither in anticipation of the great event of to-morrow, when\\nall the wide-scattered children of this city are expected to assemble here\\nto be welcomed home.\\nI congratulate you on your safe arrival, and hope that your fondest an-\\nticipations of pleasure will be realized.\\nIn behalf of the people of whom I am onei and for whom I speak, I\\ntender you thanks for the beautiful tribute of filial affection with which\\nyou have adorned the home of your fathers. The triumphal arches which\\nyou designed and caused to be erected in Haymarket Square, will live,\\never green, in our memory.\\nYou will now please accept a floral offering of welcome at the hands of\\nthis fair representative of Portsmouth youth and beauty.\\nAt the conclusion of the Mayor s address, Miss Norah Bartlett, daugh-\\nter of James P. Bartlett, Esq., presented Marshal Wendell with an elegant\\nbouquet of flowers, amid the cheers of the spectators. Mr. Wendell re-\\nsponded to the welcome and the gift most happily, as follows\\nMr. Mayor, and Gentlemen and Ladies\\nIn behalf of the delegation of Sons and Daughters of Portsmouth, resid-\\ning in New York and Brooklyn, and those who accompany us, I thank\\nyou for the kind expressions with which you have been pleased to extend\\nto us the hospitalities of your city. Tis many years since some of us left\\nPortsmouth, and you will hardly recognize any of us as the children who\\nplayed in your streets, attended your schools and churches, and learned\\nhere the first rudiments of home education and knowledge with which to\\nfight the battle of life in other places. But I think I can say for one and\\nall, that though years have passed though we shall mit^s the kind greet-\\nings of many who were wont to meet us years ago though those who\\ngave us their blessing and bade us God speed when we left the parental\\nroof, have passed away we still feel that we have come home.\\nIt was my privilege, on the return of the Sons in 1853, to be one of\\nthose who then hailed from Boston, and well do I remember the pleasant\\noccasion. Little did we then realize the changes which in twenty years\\nwould take place. Children have become men and women, and now to\\nassume the full responsibilities of life those of middle life have come to\\nfull maturity many are gone. But with those of us who remain, and\\nwho were present on that occasion, and with all of us now present, the\\nfamiliar name of Portsmouth is dear, the affection for the homes of child-\\nhood still burns brightly.\\nWe thank you, sir, for the opportunity you have given us, of once more\\nmeeting together in our native place. We come, or many of us come,\\nfrom the larger cities, where it is hard to keep up the close friendships of\\nearly years but on this occasion, we all join as one, and renew together,\\nby your invitation, the pleasures of our boyhood days.\\nReceive us as Sons and Daughters of Portsmouth and though to some\\nof us there comes a sadness that our Fathers and Mothers are not here to\\ngreet us now, your city contains their ashes, and their memories are\\nclosely identified in our hearts with the name of Portsmouth. We gladly\\naccept your kind greeting, and when on the morrow the Sons and Daugh-\\nters of Portsmouth resident in other places shall crowd your streets and\\nreceive your kindness, you will I trust find none will do themselves more\\ncredit and prove more loyal to the home of their childhood, than the del-\\negation which I have the honor to represent on this occasion. Again, sir,\\nI thank you.\\nAt the conclusion of the reception ceremonies the procession resumed its", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0035.jp2"}, "36": {"fulltext": "28\\nmarch down Islington street, Downing s magnificent band playing Home\\nAgain in a manner that thrilled the hearts of all who heard it. Arriv-\\ning at the residence of Ex-Gov. Goodwin, chairman of the citizen s com-\\nmittee, the procession halted and the baton of Downing brought out Hail\\nto the Chief. The Governor responded feelingly to the compliment ten-\\ndered him and bade the visitors welcome. The march was then resumed\\nthrough Islington, Congress, Pleasant and State streets to the Rocking-\\nham House, the headquarters of the delegation, after which the procession\\nmarched to Pleasant street and was dismissed.\\nThe out door promenade concert at seven o clock on Thursday evening,\\non Manhattan Park, nee Haymarket Square, drew like a powerful mag-\\nnet tlie attraction being one of the finest bands in the United States, for\\nsurely genial Downing with his talented assistants are moulded of mel-\\nody, as we heard one enthusiastic listener say. For over two hours that\\nimmense concourse forgot all about being tired, as they listened to the\\nSilver Trumpets playing the Grand March which even Viviani himself\\nmight not recognize, so exquisitely had Downing put the finished and fin-\\nishing touches then the Blue Danube of Strauss reminded us of the way\\nthe French Band performed that same at the Peace Jubilee; and when\\nDowning took his audience with him Le Voyage en Chemin de Fer, it was\\nthe culmination. Surely, such a musical feast must needs be rare in old\\nPortsmouth.\\nFollowing close on the Out Door Concert came the reception to our citi-\\nzens, given by the Sons and Daughters from New York in the elegant par-\\nlors of the Rockingham House and notwithstanding the special request\\nof the committee to the contrary full dresses and swallow-tailed coats pre-\\ndominated. Crowds congregated in the parlors and saloons, to see and be\\nseen all stifiness and formality were done away with, and general cordi-\\nality and freedom were distinguishing features. Relatives and friends\\nlong separated here met to revive old scenes, tottering age and sparkling\\nyouth, some bearing laurels that a world has given, others with hopes yet\\nuntried, but all animated with the one thought, a happy, happy greeting\\nto all.\\nThose accustomed to metropolitan magnificence, were free to confess that\\nas a whole, this closing feature of the first festal day was very successful\\nin the display of beauty, the richness of the dresses, and the freedom from\\nany signs of stifi ness.\\nTHE MEMORABLE DAY.\\nThe following morning, July 4th, was signalized by the usual demon-\\nstrations of the juveniles, through guns, pistols and fire crackers, which\\nalways serve to awaken fretful infants and disgust parents but as the cus-\\ntom IS so thoroughly interwoven with the history of the day, we cannot\\nhope for its total abandonment for years to come.\\nThe more welcome sounds of the ringing bells and booming cannons\\naroused those who had slept through the pistol firing and told them that\\nthe sun was rising to usher in a glad and festal occasion the entertain-\\nment of our children.\\nThe day was exceedingly hot, yet the streets of Portsmouth were literally\\nswarming with humanity of all ages from the gray-haired sire to the tod-\\ndling infant, all seemingly filled with the spirit of the occasion. It is esti-\\nmated that upwards of 25,000 people visited Portsmouth on the P ourth,\\nwhich, although a large number, is probably not exaggerated.\\nCoL Wm. H. Sise with his chief of Staff, Capt. J. Albert Sanborn, and\\nthe Asst. Marshals and Aides formed the procession promptly at nine\\no clock and marched to Frenchman s Lane to receive the Boston Sons and\\nDaughters, who arrived about ten o clock.\\nThe delegation marched out of the Lane, past the firemen and military\\ndrawn up in line on Islington street, to a spot opposite the late residence", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0036.jp2"}, "37": {"fulltext": "29\\nof True M. Ball, Esq., wnere the official reception took place. Mayor\\nMarvin, who. was accompanied by the officers of the city government, and\\nother prominent citizens, stepped forward and spoke as follows\\nSons and Daughters of Portsmouth In the name of your native city I\\nextend to you, one and all, a hearty welcome home. This is our second\\ngrand family reunion, and I trust there are many present who remember\\nthe glorious time they had twenty years ago. To this number a host of\\nyounger faces have been added, and our only desire is that this visit may\\nbe as happy and as long to be remembered as the first. You have re-\\nsponded to our invitation and are now gathered here on the threshold of\\nthe old homestead. You will have no need to look for the latch-string.\\nThe doors are all wide open. You have come from neighboring towns and\\nsister cities from homes in distant though kindred States, and from far-off\\nlands beyond the great oceans. Old Portsmouth greets her returning sons\\nand daughters as a proud and happ} mother welcomes her long-absent\\nchildren, with open arms and joyful demonstrations. This is her 250th\\nanniversary. She is a venerable mother, you see, but she holds her own\\nremarkably well and never forgets her auld acquaintance. She remem-\\nbers just how many of her boys and girls hail from the great West how\\nmany from the sunny South how many roam the uneven seas, and sadly\\nshe remembers how few stay at home. But she is proud to know how\\nmuch of the success and enterprise that fill the West are due to the brave\\npioneering of the Portsmouth boys, and that all over the country there\\nare men and women worthy of their nativity. To-day we have another\\nand still greater cause for rejoicing it is the 97th anniversary of our na-\\ntion s liberty. I need not say how dear it is to the heart of every Ameri-\\ncan citizen. There is but one pjean running along the wires of our en-\\ntire civilization, God bless our native land. Again, I bid you a cordial\\nwelcome to old Strawberry Bank and proffer you escort through her shady\\npaths to where the great tent is ready to shelter you from the heat, and\\nloving friends are waiting to receive you. And, Mr. Marshal, as the rep-\\nresentative of the sons and daugliters of Portsmouth, invested by them\\nwith authority, I invest you with this gold ring in recognition of the au-\\nthority which they have entrusted to you and with great pleasure as the\\nrepresentative of Portsmouth, I now place it upon your finger.\\nSo saying, he placed the ring on the finger of Marshal Stevens, who re-\\nplied in an appropriate manner. The inscription on the ring is as follows\\nPortsmouth to her Sons and Daughters, July 4, 1873.\\nMarshal Stevens replied as follows\\nMr. Mayor and Gentlemen\\nIn behalf of the returning sons of Portsmouth, I thank you, most sin-\\ncerely, for the very hearty welcome you have given us. This affectionate\\ngreeting of old Portsmouth, to her wandering children, finds a ready re-\\nsponse in every heart. Wherever your generous invitation has reached\\nthe absent ones, o er land or sea, they have instinctively answered we ll\\ncome. And come we have, bringing with us our sons and our sons sons,\\nyes, our wives and our daughters also.\\nOf those who came hither twenty years ago, some will return no more,\\nhut a kind Providence has spared many to share in the pleasures of\\nthis second reunion. Some of us will clasp again the hand of an honored\\nfather, and receive a loving mother s embrace, while others will miss the\\nloved and the honored ones, who have long since gone to their rest, and\\nthe faces of strangers will greet them in the old homestead. But your\\nkind words assure us that all hearts, and all homes, will be open to us, and\\nthat we shall be everywhere welcome. We shall be, indeed, one family\\nto-day.\\nSome have feared that the delightful scenes of our former reunion could\\nnever again be produced but they little knew the resources of old Straw-\\nberry Bank or the generosity of her resident Sons. Our mother town did", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0037.jp2"}, "38": {"fulltext": "30\\nnobly then we are confident that she will, to-day, add fresh laurels to her\\nbrow. Those who enjoyed your hospitality on the former occasion, have\\never since been lous^ing to come again and the younger sons, having lis-\\ntened to the oft-told tale, are filled with joyful anticipations of this day.\\nBut we feel assured that the expectations of all will be fully realized.\\nWe have come, sir, at your bidding, to spend this anniversary as your\\nguests; and while we shall rejoice in all the evidences of your material\\nprosperity, our hearts will be chiefly gladdened by a sight of the familiar\\nhaunts of our youthful days. We long to walk again through the dear\\nold streets, and to listen once more to the music of tlie bells that roused U3\\nfrom our morning slumbers years ago. We long to take the hands of\\nthose we knew in school-boy days, those who used to help us celebrate be-\\nfore the cares of life weighed heavily upon us. We rejoice, in fact, to lay\\nlife s burdens down for a day, and, in spirit at least, to be boys again.\\nAnd we expect, having refreshed our hearts and minds with the scenes and\\nthe memories of olden times, to return to our duties on the morrow, better\\nmen and better citizens.\\nAgain we thank you for your generous invitation and royal welcome\\nhome. We have come, sir. with music and banners but music and ban-\\nners can butfaintl) symbolize the joy in our hearts. No other place on\\nearth can ever be the same to us as this sacred spot with all its hallowed\\nassociations. We have turned our steps hitherward to-day with feelings\\nof pride and pleasure, with a kindly remembrance of the scenes of former\\nvears, and with a deep sense of our indebtedness to them for success in\\nlife.\\nAmong our number are those who, since leaving here, have acquired\\nfame and fortune, and have made a name, not only for themselves, but for\\ntheir town, in the old world and the new; others there are, less widely\\nknown but not less worthy, whose honest, upright, useful lives have shed\\nequal honor on the place of their birth ami there are others still, a noble\\nband, who are just setting out in tlie battle of life but there is in the\\nhearts of all an equally strong attachment to our mother town. And\\nsure I am sir, that all, both old and young, will join most heartily with\\nme in this sentiment God bless old Portsmouth God bless our native\\nhome\\nAt Union street the industrial procession joined and the line of march\\nwas taken up in the following order\\nFIRST DIVISION.\\nPlatoon of Police.\\nCol. Wm. H. Sise, Chief Marshal.\\nJ. Albert Sanborn, Chief of Staff.\\nHeadquarters Staff.\\nA. W. Odiorne, Quartermaster.\\nOliver S. Loomis, Asst. Quartermaster.\\nChas. A. Hazlett, Robert B. Palfrey, Chas. H. Hayes, Samuel Dodge,\\nFloron Barri, Aides.\\nMarshal of 1st Div., Elbridge G. Pierce, Jr.\\nAides\u00e2\u0080\u0094 H. H. Ham, Jr., Plumer D. Norton, Horace W. Moses, Dr. John\\nS. Perry.\\nU. S. Naval Band.\\nDrum Corps.\\nBattalion of U. S. Marines, Major Philip R. Fendall, Com dg.\\nFirst Company Captain W. E. Fagan.\\nSecond Company Lieutenant David Whipple.\\nDrum Corps.\\nPortsmouth Guards, Maj. Daniel J. Vaughan, Com dg.\\nIndependent Battalion, Maj. E. A. Tilton, Com dg.", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0038.jp2"}, "39": {"fulltext": "31\\nFirst Company Capt. Thomas Tredick.\\nSecond Company Capt. John Ritchie.\\nContinentals, Capt. Justin French, Com dg.\\nBand.\\nIt is due to the military to say that they made a very fine appearance\\nand contributed in no small degree to the splendor of the procession.\\nDamon Lodge Knights of Pythias, Wm. O. Sides, District Deputy\\nChancellor Commander, Wm. S. Norton, Chancellor Commanding.\\nThis was the first public appearance of the Knights of Pythias, and\\nmuch credit is due them for the order they maintained as well as for their\\ngenerally fine appearance.\\nDover Cornet Band.\\nChief Engineer Portsmouth Fire Department.\\nBoard of Engineers\\nSteam Fire Engine Dearborn No. 1, 21 men, J. Frank Shannon, Fore-\\nman.\\nSteam Fire Engine Sagamore No. 2, 21 men, Willard Sears, Foreman.\\nSteam Fire Engine Kearsarge No. 3, 21 men, Ira C. Seymour, Foreman.\\nGovernor Langdon Fire Extinguisher Company, No. 5, Edwin H. Les-\\nlie, Foreman.\\nDavy Crockett Engine Co. No. 4, 21 Lads, William E. Tucker, Fore-\\nman.\\nOdlin s Cornet Band.\\nLaconia Fire Co., Forrent No. 1, 40 men.\\nFisherville Fire Co., Torrent No. 2, 40 men.\\nOur space forbids a description of the Fire Department in detail. Suf-\\nfice it to remark that they formed a pleasant and an important feature of\\nthe procession.\\nCarriages conveying Governor E. A. Straw, Mayor T. E. 0. Marvin of\\nPortsmouth, Capt J. S. Thornton, of the Navy, Col. Murphy, Col. Pv,ipley,\\nCol. Quimby, Col. Dan forth of the governor s staff, Adjutant-General\\nHayes, J. J. Morrill, Wm. P. Newell, S. P. Dow, of the governor s coun-\\ncil. Rev. James DeNormandie, chaplain of the day, Albert Laighton, poet\\nof the day, Col. Hackett of the governor s staff, Charles H. Horton, mayor\\nof Dover, N. H., Hon. Daniel Marcy, Hon. Wm. Simes, Hon. Frank Jones,\\nAlbert R. Hatch, Esq., ex-Mayor Morrison, ex-Mayor John H. Bailey, ex-\\nMayor Jonathan Dearborn, High Sheriff Odlin, deputies James C. Brown,\\nJoseph P. Morse, the City Council of Portsmouth and members of the press.\\nSECOND DIVISION.\\nThomas S. Nowell, Marshal.\\nAides, John Laighton, Clarence 0. Walker.\\nGilmore s Band.\\nAide Ezra A. Stevens. Marshal of Delegation. Aide Ex-Chief Mar-\\nshal, President, Ex-President, Vice Presidents and other officers.\\n1st. Div. Sons of Portsmouth residing in Boston. Aide Col. John H.\\nJackson, Marshal. Aide. Brown s Brigade Band.\\n2d Div. Sons of Portsmouth residing in Boston Grandsons of Ports-\\nmouth residing in Boston. Aide Woodward Emery, Manshal. Aide.\\nDelegation of Sons of Portsmouth from all parts of New England.\\nTHIRD DIVISION.\\nChristopher C. Jackson, Marshal. Aide.\\nAides, J. D. Akerman, Chas. C Akerman. Downing s 9th N. Y. Regi-\\nment Band.\\nSons of Portsmouth residing in New York, Jacob Wendell, Marshal.\\nAides\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Edward Ball, S. J. Nowell Col. E. R. Goodrich, first Asst. Mar-", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0039.jp2"}, "40": {"fulltext": "32\\nshal, Geo. J. Laighton, second Asst. Marshal, Henry S. Lambert, third\\nAest. Marshal.\\nSons of Portsmouth residing in Washington, and all points South\\nand West of New York Frank W. Hackett, Marshal.\\nFOURTH DIVISION.\\nE. D. CofBn and M. T. Betton, Marshals. Aides, James A. Rand, Levi\\nW. Marden. Seabrook Brass Band.\\n[This was the Industrial Division and was made up as follows\\nOld press used by Daniel Fowle, the first printer in New Hampshire.\\nModern Montague cylinder press, used for printing the New Hampshire\\nGazette.\\nAncient Stage Coaches, driven by Dan Jellison and Milo Smith.\\nA one horse shay a novel relic of antiquity, driven by Charles Wen-\\ndell.\\nShip Independence, Capt. A. K. P. Deering.\\nMarble and Granite Works, Silas Philbrick Co., Boiler Makers, Gerry\\nH. Rheutan. Paint Shop, Edward D. Coffin. Mason Stucco Workers,\\nFraser Co. Marble and Granite Works, John S. Treat. Stove and Tin\\nWare, Uriah Blaisdell. Barber s Shop, J. F. Leverton.\\nBoat Car, with Grecian Maidens, an Allegorical representation of Music\\ncheering the Industrials pursuits, under the direction of Prof. Thomas P.\\nMoses. Dry Goods, Hartley W. Mason. Sewing Machines, Charles S.\\nDodge. Dry Goods, Geo. B. French. Express, Jackson Akerman.\\nKearsarge Mills. Express, Frye Co. Furniture, Sheldon Bros. Agri-\\ncultural Store, Woodbury Seavey Co. Sewing Machines, J. J. Fessen-\\nden.\\nThe industrial portion of the procession, was the result of the active\\nlabors of Mr. E. D. Coffin, and formed too important a feature to be passed\\nwithout a brief description.\\nOf the many elaborately trimmed and ornamental teams that carried the\\nrepresentative of industry and trade, one that attracted the attention of\\nall observers who had eyes and ears open, was the boiler-makers on a car\\nfrom the navy yard, under the charge of Mr. G. H. Rheutan. The din and\\nclatter made bj the workmen as the car passed, also drowned the sound of\\nthe music of the band. There was the man at the forge and the men at\\nwork riveting a boiler just as they would have done had they been at work\\nin the shop.\\nThe car that bore a full-rigged ship, the Independence, commanded by\\nCaptain A. K. P. Deering, attracted the attention of everybody. It was a\\nnovel sight for the street. The ship was under full sail and fully manned,\\njust as though riding the waters instead of being drawn by oxen through\\nthe crowded streets of a city. Men heaved the lead, worked the pumps,\\nand raised and lowered the sails, while the captain gave his orders like a\\ntrue son of the sea.\\nThen came a car filled with masons and stucco workers, furnished by\\nMessers. Fraser Co. The masons were laying brick and all the men\\nwere working away with as much assiduity as though they were actually\\nengaged at tlieir usual labor.\\nA car furnished by the Kearsarge Mills, Robert B. Adams, agent, carried\\na loom at which a weaver was at work as though in the mill. The weaver\\nmade three yards of excellent cloth while tlie procession was moving, and\\npieces of it were in great demand among the friends of the agent.\\nAmong the most elaborately trimmed of the cars was that of Mr. H. W.\\nMason, the well-known dry goods merchant. It contained a large stock of\\nvaluable goods that were well displayed by the young ladies and gentle-\\nmen who stood behind the counters as though serving customers.\\nAnother beautifully decorated car was that filled with goods from the\\nlinen department of the dry goods stores of George B. French at No. 15", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0040.jp2"}, "41": {"fulltext": "33\\nand No. 27 Market street. There was a fine display of rich fabrics and a\\nnumber of his clerks rode in tlie car, handling the goods as though custom-\\ners were making purcliases.\\nA car occupied with handsome furniture from the store of Sheldon\\nBrothers on State street made a creditable appearance. Then there was\\nanother filled with musical instruments from the store of Mr. D. H. Mont-\\ngomery, and a sewing machine wagon by Mr. Charles S. Dodge. The\\nmarble and granite works of John S. Treat and Silas Philbrick were well\\nrepresented and made a good display.\\nThe stove and tin ware business was well represented by Mr. Uriah\\nBlaisdell. Mr. John S. Tilton made a good show from his harness shop,\\nand Messrs. Jackson Co. sent an express wagon. Messrs. Frye Co.,\\nalso had an express wagon in the procession.\\nThe most beautiful and attractive car of all that made up the procession\\nwas the boat decorated by Mr. Thomas P. Moses. It was elegantly trim-\\nmed with green, gold and white, with appropriate mottoes. In the in-\\nterior was a large golden harp and tinsel flower vases, with birds, flowers,\\narches, banners, etc., etc. Seated among all this splendor were young ladies\\ndressed to represent Grecian maidens. They wore pink and white with\\nbeautiful crown caps and long white plumes.\\nA great curiosity in the department of printing was the old wood and\\nstone printing jyress on which the first N. H. Gazette was printed in 1756,\\nand which is marked T. D. 1742, (Thomas Draper, of Boston.) The\\npress is now owned by Mr. Frank W. Miller of this city.\\nAlso an old chaise probably built as early as 1730, in London, and im-\\nported by the British Consul here before the Revolution. The wheels are\\nabout five feet diameter, and the tires in sections, like ox-cart wheels; but\\nstrangely enou h, the axle is iron. There is a seat for a driver perched on\\nthe dasher, and a strap across between the shafts for resting his feet. The\\nback and sides fold and fall back, leaving the top standing. This carriage\\nwas formerly owned by the late Col. William Gardner, and is a ver} inter-\\nesting relic of old time geutility. It is in good preservation, is owned by\\nMr. John S. Wendell, and probably cannot be duplicated in this country,\\nif in the world.\\nMOTTOES.\\nThe Boston delegation had about a score of mottoes on banners and were\\ndeserving of special mention. The following is a list of them\\nSons of Portsmouth. Reverse the same.\\nWe went out from you one by one. Reverse We return, an army\\nwith banners, (a quotation from the speech of F. E. Parker at the reunion\\nof 1853.\\nThe Sons. Granite and ice grow hard grit. Reverse The daughters.\\nThe sweetest arbutus is nursed by the snow bank.\\nAll hail our mother city. Reverse The home of our hearts.\\nAbsence has made the old liome dearer. [Danbury News. Reverse\\nStronger in our affections for it, firmer in our faith in it. [Dan-\\nbury News.\\nPicture of the Old South Church, with the steamer Kearsarge playing on\\nthe Boston Transcript building. Reverse\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Boston Old South saved by\\nPortsmouth Haymakers. (An allusion to a nickname gained by tlie\\nKearsarge companj at the Bo.-ton fire of i^ovember 9 and 10\\nPicture of a ship under full sail. Homeward bound. Reverse\\nMy anchor falls where first my pennons flew.\\nBoston claims your first son. David Tiiom(p)son settled Portsmouth\\n1623. Reverse Emigrated to Thom(p)son s Island, Boston Harbor, 1624.\\nCluster of strawberries. Motto Best of all the berries. Reverse\\nMason and George s Seedling, very prolific; bears transplanting, and needs\\nno sugar.", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0041.jp2"}, "42": {"fulltext": "34\\nPicture of a fire place from old Warner Mansion. Reverse It is time\\nto punch the back-log and put on a new forestick.\\nHome again. Home, Bweet Home. Reverse When Johnny\\ncomes marching home.\\nStrawberry bank. Return issues alwa5 s honored. Reverse Picture of\\nclasped hands. Motto, Two fives better than five-twenties.\\nNew Hampshire granite our foundation. Reverse Massachusetts\\ncompletes the structure of our manhood.\\nHonor thy father and thy mother. Reverse The glory of children are\\ntheir fathers.\\nThe topography of to-day. Trimount and the seven hills. Reverse\\npicture of a phantom horse in a cloud, in the left-hand corner, and of a\\nwheel in the right-hand corner. Legend The hub wheeling into line.\\nSeals of Massachusetts Boston, New Hampshire and Portsmouth.\\nReverse Native of one, adopted of the other, proud of both,\\nA few bad boys coming back to Rivermouth. Reverse The Centipede\\nClub grown a little (borne in the ranks of the grandsons.)\\n53 and 73. Reverse Times to try men s soles.\\nThe rising sons. Picture of the sun rising out of the ocean. Reverse\\nMay their shadows never be less.\\nThe procession was over a mile in length, and was so varied in character\\nthat it was one superb picture from beginning to end. Military in new\\nand elegant uniforms and flashing arms and equipments firemen in their\\nred shirts and beautifully decked engines the prancing steeds, drawing\\nopen barouches the twenty-five heavy decorated teams representing as\\nmany different occupations; the guests with their adorned banners and\\nfluttering badges ah it was inspiring, and no wonder the thousands of\\nspectators could not express their joy and surprise, but make the welkin\\nring in pteans. The numerous and beautiful decorations along the route\\nenhanced the scene -in fact everywhere masses of bunting, evergreen and\\nflowers and mottoes were displayed in profusion to remind one of the early\\nfete days. Who can ever forget that moving panorama? We had all\\nthought the grand parade in 53 could not be excelled, but the memorable\\nparade of 73 will be recalled with a pride and satisfaction such as only\\nthose who were spectators of this scene can feel. When the procession\\nreached the Academy, it halted with Gilmore s band fronting that\\nancient institution of learning. As the band continued playing, a\\nscene ensued which thrilled every heart and stirred the emotions of every\\none in the procession. The young ladies of the public schools, number-\\ning four hundred, being seated on elevated seats, dressed in white and\\nwearing silk sashes, had been provided with numerous bouquets, which\\nthey flung to the returning Sons, scores of them floating through the air\\nat a time. The music of the band seemed to set the children in a fever of\\ndelighted excitement, and with one accord their handkerchiefs kept time\\nwith the band-master s baton. As the various delegations passed the Acad-\\nemy, each halted and gave the young ladies clieer upon cheer, the schol-\\nars responding with songs. It was a rare sight, touching and inspiring,\\nand thanks are especially due to Messrs. A. M. Payson and Charles E.\\nBuzzell, by wliose efibrts the scholars were induced to take part.\\nThe procession passed down Islington and Congress streets, through\\nMarket, Deer, Vaughan, Congress and Pleasant streets, over Brown s hill\\nand through Water, State, Cabot, Middle, Court, Pleasant, State and Mid-\\ndle streets to the tent on Wibird s Hill where 3500 plates were laid for the\\nhonored guests. The exterior of the pavillion looked grand, decked as it\\nwas over its whole length of 300 feet, with streamers and banners of every\\ncolor. At the entrance to the field and tent were arches. That at the\\nfield entrance was of flowers and evergreen, very tastefully designed and\\narranged. The other however, was much more elaborate. It was of the\\nRoman design, surmounted with garlands and wreaths, the American", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0042.jp2"}, "43": {"fulltext": "35\\nehield forming the central figure, while on the front was the word wel-\\ncome twined in flowers. At the top of each column were large masses of\\nflowers. The central arch was surmounted by the United States coat of\\narms. On either side were tall flaw-staffs from which were flying about a\\nhundred feet of flags forming another arch. The interior was entirely\\nlined with flags of all nations, caught at the top and draped to the sides,\\ncompletely hiding the canvas. Intertwined was bunting of all colors,\\nthe whole forming two beautiful canopies. Around the sides of the tent\\nwere mottoes and shields and lieraldic designs. The main motto at the\\nhead of the tent was the words, in scroll letters, two and a half feet long,\\nWelcome sons welcome daughters.\\nThe dinner, which consisted of a substantial collation of cold meats,\\nbread, pastry and cake, with cold water and lemonade, was partaken of\\nabout half past one, after which followed the literarj^ exercises, the fol-\\nlowing gentlemen acting as Vice Presidents: Hon. Ichabod Goodwin,\\nLewis W. Brewster, Edward D. CofSn, John L. Elwyn, Albert A. Fer-\\nnald, Joseph H. Foster, John S. H. Frink, Moses H. Goodrich, Hon. W.\\nH. Y. Hackett, Josiali G. Hadley, Albert R. Hatch, Geo. W. Haven, John\\nR. Holbrook, C. C. Jackson, Hon. Frank Jones, Alex. H. Ladd, Hon. D.\\nMarcy, A W. Haven, Charles H. Mendum, Thomas S. Nowell, Wm. F.\\nParrott, Geo. W. Pendexter, Commodore Chas. W. Pickering, Elbridge G.\\nPierce, Jr., John Sise, John Stavers, George Tompson, Henry F. Wendell,\\nEzra H. Winchester, Hon. Jas. W. Emery, George E. Hodgdon.\\nMayor Marvin rose and said We will now unite with our chaplain in\\nasking the blessing of the Father of us all.\\nRev. James De Normandie then made the following\\nPrayer. Let us lift our souls up to the Throne of Grace. Our Father,\\nLord of heaven and earth, without whose blessing no occasion can be\\nblessed, and in the thought of whose presence, everything becomes holy,\\nwe look ur) to Thee witli our hearts full of gratitude for the unnumbered\\nways in which Thou hast revealed unto us Thy will. On this day, which\\nwe keep as the birthday of our nation, we would pray Thou would st en-\\nable us to discern Thine eternal laws, standing steadfast and unchanged\\namidst our human passions. Grant, we pray Thee, that we may be faith-\\nful to thee in our service that we may know that truth, and right, and\\njustice, can be maintained only in true, in riglit, in just and noble works.\\nOn this day, which brings to our favored home so many absent ones, we\\nthank Thee for the glad reunions which are found in so many homes. We\\npray for thy blessing to rest upon all who have come and upon all who\\ncould not. For this day of beauty, we thank Thee. For the divine order\\nof this beautiful world we thank Thee. For the stream of thy blessings,\\nflowing down unbroken through the ages, we thank Thee. Oh, Father\\nAlmighty, grant that we may be true and faithful to Thee, in the midst of\\nall these gifts. Let not our sins gain the mastery over us. Grant that we\\nmay never ask to be delivered from the consequences of our transgressions,\\nbut be led thereby nearer to Thee. And oh Thou, who in Thine infinite love\\ndost never overlook or fail to bless us, grant that we may receive every\\nblessing with faithful hearts, and use it with consecrated wills, and so bB\\nled every day nearer to Thee. And when the old homes of life are broken,\\ngather us all into thy house eternal with Thee. And unto Thee, in the spirit\\nof Jesus Christ, shall be all the praise and glory, world without end\\nAmen.\\nThe Mayor, I have now the pleasure of introducing to you, James P.\\nBartlett, Esq., Master of Ceremonies.\\nADDRESS OF J. P. BARTLETT.\\nDearly Beloved, It is a warm day, but our hearts are warmer than the\\nday. There is a spark within us that always glows at the word Home,\\nand the friends around us. To-day, it kindles into flame, and we thank", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0043.jp2"}, "44": {"fulltext": "36\\nGod for our birthright (applause.) Will you now lend your willing ears\\nto the well-known tones of our brother Barnabee, while he reads a poem\\nwritten for this glorious hour by our well-beloved brother, Albert\\nLaighton.\\nMr. H. C. Barnabee. Mr. Chairman, Ladies and Oentlemen, To oth-\\ner lips belong the utterances of wisdom and wit which the reminiscences\\nof this glad day of jubilee will call forth mine the privilege of acting as\\ninterpreter for my friend, whose modesty is only equalled by his ability.\\n(Applause.) Glad shall I be if my voice can give proper expression to the\\nkindling words of our home poet, whose welcoming ode I now read.\\nWELCOME HOME I\\nWhere robed in beauty vale aud upland lie,\\nBathed in the glory of this summer sky\\nWhere evermore\\nThe beat of ocean on the rocky shore\\nMakes music wild and sweet\\nAnd ever free, the fleet\\nBlue river winds by isle aud bay\\nbrothers, wandering far for many a year,\\nsisters dear,\\nWe welcome you, to-day 1\\nhappy bells, ring out I\\nEach breast responsive thrills\\nYe valleys and ye hills\\nGive back our greeting shout 1\\nWhile strains of sweetest music charm the air,\\nAnd starry banners float in skies of blue\\nAnd blossoming arch aud wreathed column bear\\nThe heart s endearing language warm and true.\\nWhat recollections throng.\\nWhat tender thoughts arise,\\nAs here, beneath your native skies,\\nOnce more ye stand I\\nHere live the echoes of your cradle-pong\\nThis is the fairy realm of childhood s time\\nYouth s blest Arcadian clime\\nThe dream of manhood s prime\\nThe shrine of age; th Enchanted Land,\\nBy airs of memory gently fanned\\nThe dearest spot beneath the heaven s blue dome\\nThis, this is home.\\nHome, with its streams and woods j\\nIts cool, green solitudes\\nIn sylvan places\\nIts favorite haunts remembered long and well\\nHome, where dear kindred dwell,\\nAnd friendly faces\\nReflect our own, and kindly greeting give\\nWhere many a loved one lies in dreamless rest\\nIn yonder church-yard by the moaning wave\\n(Ah! nevermore\\nBy sea or shore.\\nShall hand in hand be joined, or lip to lip be prest;\\nStill they are with us here,\\nWe feel their presence near\\nThey speak to us and soul to soul replies\\nFor love, love never dies\\nLove is a flower that evermore shall live\\nOf heavenly birth.\\nIt knows no blight of earth,\\nAnd blossoms even on the dusty grave\\nHome, with its memories sweet, its hopes, its fears,\\nIts gladness aud its tears\\nfair, sweet Mother, cradled by the sea I\\nThy wandering children rest\\nOnce more upon thy breast\\nWhere they have longed to be I\\nWhere er they roamed, beneath what alien skies\\nTheir lot was cast.\\nTheir thoughts still turned to thee,\\nAnd homesick tears have gathered to their eyes", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0044.jp2"}, "45": {"fulltext": "37\\nThou wert the star whose ray\\nShone o er the dusky pathway of the past,\\nAnd led them where their fondest treasures lay.\\nAnd we who never from thy side have strayed\\nWhose hearts to thine are ever closely laid\\nIn thy dear name we welcome them again\\nOur hearts go out to meet them\\nOur hands stretch forth to greet them\\nOur lips rehearse once more\\nThe welcome song of yore,\\nAnd answering lips repeat the joyful strain.\\nAnd they, thy noble sons,\\nThe brave, true-hearted ones.\\nWho fought in Freedom s name,\\nFor country and for thee;\\nAmid this festal scene\\nWe keep their memories green\\nWhether upon the blood-stained field they fell,\\nOr where the battle-flame\\nLit up the wreck upon the heaving sea\\nWhether they languished iu the weary cell,\\nOr, worn with pain, they turned to thee for rest,\\nAnd died upon thy breast;\\nWhere er for iis they perished\\nEach patriot soul is cherished\\nWhere er their graves are found.\\nTo us tis hallowed ground\\nAnd there on each returning spring\\nThe sweetest flowers we bring.\\nbrothers, wandering far for many a year,\\nO.sisters dear.\\nIn this our glad reunion\\nOur hearts as one are beating\\nOne joyous impulse every breast elates\\nAnd though the parting word be spoken\\nThe spell shall not be broken\\nThe warm and heartfelt greeting,\\nThe sweet communion\\nThe charm that rests on river, sea and shore.\\nThe hue of sky and plain\\nThese, in the mystic wreath that Memory twines,\\nShall be the fadeless flowers\\nAnd thoughts of these glad hours\\nShall blend with visions of a happier sphere\\nThan that which holds us here\\nA summer land that lieth far away\\nWhere late or soon\\nOur paths shall join again\\nDivided nevermore,\\nA city measured with the golden reed,\\nWhoso walls are jasper, and whose gates\\n(Each gate a pearl) close not by day,\\nAnd whose foumlations broad\\nWith precious stones are bright\\nA home that hath no night,\\nNor any need\\nOf sun or moon.\\nBut where forever shines\\nThe glory of the Lord.\\nThree hearty cheers were given for the poet, and he was londly called for,\\nthat the company might testify yet more emphatically their gratitude for his\\nbeautiful contribution to the interest and pleasure of the occasion, but he\\nmodestly kept his seat.\\nThe First Regular Sentiment was then read as follows Massachu-\\nsetts and New Hampshire, not one bound to the other by a united gov-\\nernment, but united by ties of kindness.\\nAddress of Frank Goodwin, Esq., President of the Boston Society.\\nIt was the custom among the Romans, w are told, sir, to provide for a\\nsurplus of the population by establishing colonies upon the exposed fron-\\ntiers and that those who were desirous to join the new settlement, being", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0045.jp2"}, "46": {"fulltext": "38\\ninvited to give in their names, when all the preliminaries were arranged,\\nthe whole body, with dread forebodings yet with colors flying, marched\\nforth to take possession of their new home. I cannot help feeling deeply,\\nsir, as I look around me upon the concourse of to-day, how is that picture\\nreversed. We who went forth silently and singly on to the battle-field of\\nlife, without parade return here to-day, bound together by the common\\ntie of nativity, and in solid phalanx, with grateful nearts, and witli our\\nbanners, come to take possession of our old home, and to enjoy its moth-\\nerly welcome.\\nAnd what a venerable old home it is, too, two hundred and fifty years of\\nlife and how crowded with time-honored associations. In walking these\\nstreets this morning, sir, I indulged in c^uite a reverie; and I had it borne\\nin upon me, that the very stones we had been carelessly treading upon,\\nhad, when the town was already more than a century and a half old, been\\nhallowed by the touch of Lafayette, of Steuben, of Langdon, of Washing-\\nton, a.nd of a host of others good and great. And I thought of Franklin,\\ntoo, who came here in 1762, and personally superintended the erection of\\na lightning rod, probably of his own invention, he who was so soon\\nthereafter to help in shaping the destinies of our great republic. These\\nand many other similar thoughts arose, until the dead past came to possess\\nmy eye with its own peculiar glamour and I thought to myself who, out\\nof alt the vast ttirong that come here, to-day, who, ii.deed, upon this vast\\ncontinent is there like one of these\\nBut, sir, further reflection swept this glamour of the past from off my\\neyes and when I remembered the great inventors of modern times and\\ntheir inventions how that everything is utilized, even unto the great\\nforces of nature; indeed, their utility being commensurate with their po-\\ntency when I reflected that, owing to the genius of modern science, the\\nvery lightning that Franklin studied to defy now serves as a picket guard\\nto warn us of the approach of the whirlwind and the storm and then\\nagain, when I reviewed the great character and learning and the ability\\nof some, and the general intelligence of all that we bring back with us,\\ncoupled with what we find here at the old home, I came to feel that, after\\nall, it is not that the beacon lights are any the less lofty, or that they\\nblaze out any the less brilliantly to-day than in the by-gone times, but\\nonly that the tide has risen around them.\\nWe come here, to day, sir, to receive your parental welcome and in\\ncoming here we join with you in celebrating the 250th anniversary of the\\nsettlement of the town. But there is still another anniversary to my\\nmind as worthy of commemoration perhaps as the one I have mentioned\\nthe anniversary of a deed of municipal munificence which, taken in\\nconnection with other noble acts of a similar sort, did more to lay the\\nfoundations of our present free republic than anything else. It is well\\nknown that the settlers at Odiorne s Point came here for very ditferent\\npurposes from those which actuated the early settlers at Massachusetts\\nBay. The founders of Portsmouth came to fish and to trade while the\\nfounders of Boston came to worship God in their own way. Now in 1669\\nseveral liberal citizens of Portsmouth, appreciating the necessity of main-\\ntaining the struggling school at Cambridge that first flower of the wil-\\nderness, as it has been called subscribed largely to a fund for its support,\\nand the adoption by the municipality of Portsmouth, of the obligation that\\nits citizens had taken upon themselves, to furnish aid to Harvard College,\\nhas its two hundredth anniversary this very year. And I think it safe to\\nsay that, although the people of the two provinces were harmonious, yet\\nas they were ot dift erent natures, in those very early days, that institu-\\ntion of Harvard College, sustained in its struggling infancy by this noble\\nmunicipal act, probably did more to modify the difi erences between the\\nMassachusetts Roundhead and tiie New Hampshire trader than anything\\nelse, to soften, by a broad culture, the asperities of the Puritan and to ele-\\nvate the tone of the man of the world.", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0046.jp2"}, "47": {"fulltext": "39\\nThus, sir, have Massachusetts and New Hampshire ever had a common\\ninterest. And they have had a mutually helpful spirit also and when\\nyour city was devastated by tiie memorable fire of 1813, the system of in-\\nsurance being then in its infancy, it was Boston that of all the cities con-\\ntributed most liberally to repair the loss and relieve the distress. So, sir,\\nin coming here to-day, we feel that after all, we have only removed from\\none room to another m the ancestral domicile. Massachusetts and New\\nHampshire are one, essentially one. The law may, as it does, separate\\nthein by imaginary lines. an l d eclare them foreign to each other the fed-\\neral bond even, may hereafter be severed, and anarchy or petty sovereignty\\nensue, but they must ever remain unsevered. In every trial of their his-\\ntory they have been found together. In the maritime expedition against\\nLouisburg, in the conflicts with French and savage violence, in the\\nhopeless campaigns of the Revolution, in the wavering contests of the re-\\nbellion, at the camp fire in the wilderness and on the open plain of battle,\\ntheir sons have ever been found together. The same blanket has covered\\nthem at night and the same reveille has sounded in their ears in the morn-\\ning. They have trodden together the path of glory, and they have died\\ntogether at its end.\\nProm the time that Myles Standish, winding along the coast line from\\nPlymouth, set foot on Odiorne s Point, to ask and receive succor for his\\nfamishing colony, to the time that the South surrendered the keys of her\\ncapital to a Massachusetts otBcer, and the dwelling of her chieftain to New\\nHampshire troops, they have been found together. And, sir, when we re-\\nturn to the places from whence we have departed, and assume once more\\nour accustomed duties, we shall feel, not that we have gone to another land\\nbut that we are still on the soil of our origin. [Loud applause.]\\nThe Master of GEKEMOJfiES. Sons and Daughters of Portsmouth,\\nabroad and at home I propose three cheers for Frank Goodwin, Presi-\\ndent of the Boston delegation. This call met with a warm response.\\nSecond Regular Sentiment. New York. Bound to her by all the\\nties which hold us to the great centre of universal commerce, the nearest\\nand dearest pledges of our interest in her prosperity are the sons whose\\nachievements in every field of her vast enterprise reflect honor upon the\\nplace of their birth and the state of their adoption.\\nAddress of Jacob Wendell, Esq.\\nMr. President: 1 did not suppose until a late hour that I should be\\ncalled upon, for it was distinctlj understood by my friends in New York\\nthat I should on this occasion be like the traditional small boy, seen but\\nnot heard, but it seems ordered I should reply to the sentiment which\\nhas been oflered.\\nI do not believe, sir, there is one of this company whose recollections\\nof Portsmouth are more pleasant than my own, and Us remembrance is al-\\nways a fresh happiness.\\nIt was here, sir, (I address Gov. Goodwin) and in your counting-room\\nthat I had my first business adventure. I shipped 80 barrels of potatoes\\nto southern ports, and finally after weeks of anxious waiting, netted 12\\ncents.\\nI am here, sir, on this occasion to represent New York, the great metro-\\npolis of our country, I might say its very heart, the pulsations of which are\\nfelt from one end of it to the other, where business is done on a gigantic\\nscale, whose commerce comes from every clime, whose merchants are ever\\nready to respond to every religious, charitable or worthy object, that com-\\nmends itself to their good judgments. Why, sir, I have been told oiten by\\nthose visiting East from West or South seeking aid for some religious so-\\nciety or institution of learning, that after all it is in New York they get\\ntheir greatest help, and with ail due respect to other places, I feel I can\\nsafely say to every young man here, native of Portsmouth, that there is no\\nplace in this country where if you are active, persevering, industrious and", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0047.jp2"}, "48": {"fulltext": "40\\nhonest with a proper regard for economy, j our success is more fure than\\nin New York.\\nThere was a time when New York and Portsmouth were fully as closely\\ninterested in each other as at the present time. I refer to the Colonial days\\nwhen the news of the passing of the stamp act was received in the Col-\\nonies and the people had recovered from the first shock of amazement that\\nso odious a measure should be passed upon them a general convention\\nwas held in New York, the result of which was a declaration of rights, a\\npetition to the king and a memorial to both houses of Parliament and\\nshortly after a resolution emanating from New York and sent to the other\\ncolonies directing English merchants to ship no more goods to Ameiica and\\nno goods coming from England should be held on commission in the Col-\\nonies after a certain date.\\nThe other colonies in turn took up the key note which New York had\\nsounded and I have in my hand the original records of the first meeting\\nwhich was held in Portsmouth on the 28th of September, 1768, at the\\nhouse of Mr. John Stavers the document is long or I would read it\\nsuffice it to say that Jonathan Warner, Samuel Rindge and Jacob Slieafe\\nwere appointed to present the action of this meeting to the trade. The\\naction of the colonies is a matter of history, but this document has a local\\ninterest.\\nNew York and Portsmouth have always been interested in commerce\\nNew York building her first vessel as early as 1614, and in 1631, she built\\na ship of 800 tons. What a monster, sir, it must have seemed in those\\ndays but it was only emblematical of the great city. She has outstripped\\nall others in this country, and bids fair to compete favorably witli the\\nlarge cities of the old world.\\nPortsmouth has done her part to make up the enterprise of New York a\\nson of Portsmouth fills a most prominent position in one of our most influen-\\ntial journals. You see, sir, in our streets, the mark of Portsmouth in iron\\nbuildngs cast by one of her sons. Sir, if you could know, as I do, the en-\\nergy, the perseverance, the headwork done by two of the members of the\\nNew York delegation (and to them belong the credit for all that has been\\ndone,) I refer to CoL E. R. Goodrich and S. J. Nowell, in laying plans\\nand carrying them into eflect for this celebration, you would feel honored,\\nsir, that your city is represented in New York, by such energy and enter-\\nprise. May the good influences which here abound be instilled into the\\nminds of the rising generation and may Portsmouth and New York in\\nanother twenty years again clasp hands, each thankful for the past, but;\\nmore than ever proud Portsmouth that her sons have j)roved worthy of\\nher New York that she is fortunate to have secured them as a part of her\\ngreat community.\\nAt the close of Mr. Wendell s remarks three cheers were given for the\\nmarshal of the New York delegation.\\nThe friends of Col. Goodrich vainly endeavored to get a speech from\\nhim, but although prepared to talk, his modesty overcame him, and he\\nspeaks now by proxy, paying an eloquent and touching tribute to the\\nhome of his childhood.\\nMr. Chairman: By any arrangement of your Committee, I was not\\nset down for a speech, nor do I now getup for one. During the remarks of\\nmy friend Chief Marshal Wendell, I was engaged in a very animated dis-\\ncussion with one of the returning daughters from the City of Boston, and\\ndid not hear the sentence touching myself made by my superior officer\\nbut I know his generous impirlses, and I fear, sir, that he has said too\\nmuch. I was claiming, just now, in my talk with this Boston lady, that\\nthe first thought of the 53 Reunion was that of the President of our del-\\negation, and who was then its Chief Marshal Archibald A. Peterson. I\\nhold in my hand, sir, the baton carried by him on that memorable occa-\\nsion and if there has been anything in our marching or evolutions of", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0048.jp2"}, "49": {"fulltext": "41\\nyesterday or to-cLay at all creditable, much is due to the influence of so\\ninteresting a relic.\\nMy dear old lady friend stoutly contested that she first gave pub-\\nlicity to these Reunions, while I have as loudly insisted upon it for my\\nfriend Peterson but you all know the pertinacity of this female in good\\nthings and I have no ambition, sir, that she should go into practice with\\nany of those little persuasives so often submitted to by poor old Parting-\\nton and I left her, brandishing her cane, all ready to ejaculate These\\nNew-York chaps can cover the old town all over with their colored ban-\\ntling and their Manhattan hats, but as the great poet A. Jackson, so\\nsweetly said, By the eternal, twas I.\\nBut, Mr. Chairman, I can t talk. When Gen. Burnside, at a Reunion of\\nthe Soldiers of his corps was made the recipient of a greeting and ovation\\nsuch as his men only can give, and such as few other than he ever receive,\\nhe rose from his seat, and essayed a speech, but twas too much for him.\\nHe uttered a half-dozen syllables and sat down, more eloquent in his\\nsilent stifled emotion than any words could have been. An old sailor\\nGeneral of the Oorps, once known to many of you, exclaimed to the boys,\\nThe old fellow s heart is full, Ood bless him.\\nThere are many old fellow s hearts here to-day too full for talk. My\\nown has in by-gone been stirred by love and battle, by joy and trouble,\\nbut I have never realized until to-day its wonderful capacity. The shouts\\nof welcome, the happy faces, the joyous gz-eetings of yesterday were quite\\nenough for us nervous New Yorkers but as we have just now traversed\\nover the dear old town, every house seems classic with memories every\\nstreet turning recalls a legion of childhood s joys and, passing church,\\nschool-house, birth-spot, and the old home, how stored is the hour\\nwith tender, touching recollections. Hallowed to us by innocent sports\\nare the beautiful river and harbor, the ponds and creeks, the fields, woods,\\nand beaches; dear and precious to us are the memories of pastor and\\nteacher, the day and sabbath schools and sacred forever to us all, is\\nyonder old South yard, where sleep so many of the cherished ones over\\nwhose bosoms we will lovingly scatter the fragrant tributes of our ever-\\ncontinuing affection.\\nMr. President, I am sure, sir, that I should make some apology for the\\ntoo generous exuberance of my friends and townies fiom New York. It\\nis true, that there have been bestowed much time and thought to this work\\nof love, but no compliment of praise is due to one or any for doing that\\nwhich not to do is a shame and ingratitude. Each of us has done, as each\\nhas felt to do, everything that would best promote all of the joys of this\\nhappy Festival and all out of love for the old folks at home. No per-\\nsonal aggrandizement no emoluments, but all moved by the one senti-\\nment Tliis is my own, my native land.\\nMen and women of Portsmouth! I thank you most sincerely for this\\ndelightful occasion. It has been a pleasure royal in kind and quantity;\\nit has put into memory s casket its dearest gem it has been a benedic-\\ntion of love that shall echo all our lives through. May God bless and\\nprosper you and yours.\\nThe Third Regular Sentimekt was Our Scholars Abroad. The\\nlaurels tliey wear had their root in the soil of New Hampshire.\\nThis was responded to by Rev. A. P. Peabody of Harvard College. He\\nsaid\\nOur Scholars abroad have many of them of late years come under my\\ncharge, and I can speak of them as having done abundant honor to their\\nnative place. But our scholars a-broad has a much larger significance.\\nYou have seen, I have no doubt, the Declaration of Independence inscrib-\\ned in a space covered by a dime. In asking me to speak of the scholarly\\nand literary merits of Portsmouth, in five minutes, you have asked me to\\nperform very much more than that feat. (Laughter and applause.)", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0049.jp2"}, "50": {"fulltext": "42\\nThe literary worth and eminence of Portsmouth has been constant,\\nbroad, largely diversified, reaching from the first Penhallow, who wrote a\\nHistory of the Indian Wars, famous in his time, down to those who, in\\nevery department of literary creation and work, are doing honor to our city.\\nWithin the last twenty-five years in the metropolis of New England, al-\\nmost all good literature has passed through Portsmouth hands, either in\\nauthorship, editorship or in the publication department. (Applause.)\\nFor in each of these departments you know we have men eminent of their\\nkind. The house over which our friend Fields so long presided, has made\\nitself the one illustrious publishing house of America, and lias won a con-\\ntinental, and even so far as the English-speaking world is concerned a cos-\\nmopolitan fame. From that house, as you well know, has issued, within\\nthe last few years, not only a large portion of our best productions in liter-\\nature, but several periodicals, wluch have an enduring place in the literary\\nreputation of iNew England, and of these periodicals, a large part of the\\neditorial work has been done by Portsmouth men. (Applause.)\\nBut if I were to particularize those who have been thus honored, I should\\nonly show, not my partiality, but my thoughtless ignorance for the time\\nbeing. True it is not a hazy and dim galaxy before me, wben I try to\\nsingle out bright, particular stars, but their lustre is so confused and\\nblended in the medium through which I look upon these faces to-day, that\\nI cannot single them out.\\nLet me, however, in closing, say a word for one who cannot be here and\\nupon whom the li\u00c2\u00bbht of this day cannot shine. Among the good works\\ndone by our friend IShillaber, whom we always delight to honor (loud\\napplause) has been the editing of the poems of our blind and suffering\\nbard, Daniel A. Drown. I spent an hour or two yesterday in reading\\nsome of his poems sweet, deliciously sweet and pure pensive, indeed, aa\\nthey well may be, coming from one who has sull ered these long years, and\\nwho has been withdrawn from his very youth until now, in the late ma-\\nturity of manhood, a period approaching to old age, from all the joys of\\nlife, but breathing the sweetest contentment, patience and resignation.\\nAnd let me say, in one concluding word, that in the galaxy of which I\\nhave spoken, there are some brighter spots than others, but there are none\\nof those obscure patches that we sometimes see in a luminous track. I\\nknow not a name among the literary men of Portsmouth, which I sliould\\nnot be glad to recognize here to-day. I know not one who has not done\\nhimself iionor I know not one of whom his native place, or the place from\\nwhich he emigrated, may not be proud. (Applause.)\\nMusic Auld Lang Syne.\\nFourth Regular Sentiment: The great West: We hail with joy the\\nlaying of every additional tie or rail that brings us nearer to her, but our\\nstrongest tie is the love we bear to our sons and daughters, scattered over\\nits plains.\\nADDRESS OF ROBERT L. HARRIS, ESQ., OF CHICAGO.\\nThe Great West is a broad subject, on which it were more easy to dwell\\nfor hours than for minutes. At the time of the last general gathering of\\nthe Sons and Daughters of Portsmouth twenty years ago the Great West\\nhad just commenced in earnest its part in the great drama marked out for\\nthis nation. Belore that time the tide of immigration had not reached in\\nany large numbers the broad and fertile prairies of Illinois and the other\\nStates bordered by the JMississippi river. So rapidly did immigration fol-\\nlow the introduction of railroads, in these States, in the years that imme-\\ndiately ensued, that when the war came they were not only able to put\\nvast armies into the field, but had enough left to do their part of feeding\\nall, whilst New England did its part in the way to which it was more suit-\\nably adapted.\\nThe war ended, the great West solved the problem that troubled the", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0050.jp2"}, "51": {"fulltext": "43\\nanxious, What is to become of this vast army by receiving into its bosom\\nall who sought it, and providing them with immediate means of employ-\\nment and wealth, and by its vast and unlimited resources is helping to\\nsolve the other problem, How to pay the national debt, by tempting the\\nteeming population of ihe old countries, with farms and every luxury the\\nheart of man ought to desire, to come over and help us to do it. But\\n\u00e2\u0080\u00a2whilst the great West offers so bountifully the means of growth in material\\nwealth, it cannot surpass it will do well if it can equal this good old\\ntown, in the means it atibrds for growth in what is far more valuable,\\nand without which material wealth is scarcely desirable the virtues that\\nadorn life. The beauty that distinguishes the city and its surroundings\\nshould, as it does, cultivate the poet and the scholar and ever invites to\\na love of the beautiful and true and in behalf of those for whom I am in-\\nvited to respond, 1 thank you, kind friends, for calling us back from our\\ndistant homes to mingle for a a day amid these scenes of beauty and peace,\\nand to receive your congratulations for whatever success may have attend-\\ned our efforts to carry into practical life the good lessons learned here, and\\nto strengthen our desire to do honor to those who thus honor us with their\\ninterest.\\nFifth Regular Sentiment: The Daughters of Portsmouth: The\\nmothers and ornaments of other towns.\\nADDRESS OF JAMES T. FIELDS, ESQ.\\nMr. President, Brothers and Sisters In that imaginative series of paint-\\nings called The Voyage of Life, by our thoughtful American artist,\\nCole, we see the child tended by its guardian angel, in a boat laden with\\nflowers floating out into the stream between banks that are gilded by the\\nrising sun then the youth full of hope and courage, taking the helm into\\nhis own hand, his guardian spirit gazing upon him anxiously from the\\nshore then the mature man driven onward into the eddies and rapids of\\nthe river and then the grey-haired voyager who, having approached the\\nmouth of the stream, is being launched into that great, mysterious ocean\\nwhich lies in shadow, dark and vague, before hira. Cole might have\\npainted that picture from our own abounding river witii its flowery banks,\\nits eddying forces and its grand and lordly union with the sea.\\nThere runs the stream such is the voyage of life here stood our guard-\\nian angels and watched us as we hurried away from these fair and peace-\\nful shores. Some of us return to bless them and some have sailed out be-\\nyond the billows into the silent land.\\nMr. President, The sentiment you have just announced, though old as\\nhuman affection, is ever new and welcome. To us who have come up on\\nthis hallowed morning to the city of our birthplace, this spot of all the\\nworld, dearest and best to every one of us, a toast which celebrates the\\ndaughters of Portsmouth carries a devout and reverential meaning to\\nevery throbbing heart. We do not assemble here on this proud anniver-\\nsary returning pilgrims to a holy shrine to flatter or burn incense\\nbefore our living mothers and sisters and wives and daughters, or to light\\nup afresh, simply, the enduring tapers of praise around the tombs of those\\nwho have loved us, and are now passed into the skies. I take it for\\ngranted every man of us feels and knows that a woman born in Ports-\\nmouth is about the best production which this little planet of ours is in\\nthe habit of gracing the universe with.\\nWe do not, I repeat sir, come back all the way from New York, and\\nBoston, and Philadelphia, and St. Louis, to utter superfluous words about\\nany of them. Here they are, God bless them, to speak for themselves\\nmarried and single mothers, grandmothers, and dear old motherly\\naunts, and aunts that are motherly only by adoption here they are\\nbeaming their fond loving eyes upon us, and all we say is, beat those\\neyes if you can", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0051.jp2"}, "52": {"fulltext": "44\\nI wish there were time to refer adequately to those of our girls who\\nhave graced our literature with their prose and their poetry. Tlie names\\nof Thaxter, and Kimball, and Barnes, and Simes, and Whiton, and Knight\\nand Roberts are enough of the honored roll, however, to remind you that\\nNew England has received from Portsmouth exquisite additions to her\\nliterary fame.\\nAnd just here, Mr. President, I have a special word to say to my\\nbrothers about our much esteemed sisters. The men of the world have not\\nuntil quite recently begun to deal out even-handed justice to the women\\nof the world. And even now many of us hang back, and are not quite\\nready to see why they should have the same opportunities, mental and\\nnational, with ourselves. For one I believe that this universe will never\\nbe wholly finished, never thoroughly ripened, until woman everywhere\\nshall have the avenues to education and government open to her, as wide\\nand expansive as God s universal providence, which is over all and for\\nall. I have no sympathy whatever with that mediasval superstition, or\\nthat blind modern predjudice, which underrates the human brain by\\nclassifying it into male and female. And I fully believe that a new era of\\nhappiness is waiting to dawn on that portion of the earth where woman\\nshall be tlioroughly educated, educated, not ornamented only, and where\\nmind shall be equal and intellect triumphantly crowned without any re-\\ngard to sex.\\nDickens, in his own beautiful way, says, The pride of a mother in\\nher children is composed of two cardinal virtues Faith and Hope\\nand let me emphasize, in the hearing of my younger friends who are with\\nus to-day this earnest injunction Have a care that you never whiten by\\nunloving words or deeds one hair of that dear head, or mark with sorrow\\none line on that dear face. Remember that a mother s love is perennial\\nthat it knows no change; it is that Bethlehem star in the East which\\ncomes and stands, forever undimmed, over, where the young child was\\nI was honored by being called up to respond to a sentiment which\\ntouches us all deeply The Daughters of Portsmouth. May I claim\\nyour attention two or three moments longer by reading a few verses, made\\nfor this occasion, not by myself, but by the better half of me, who had\\nthe accidental misfortune not to be born in Portsmouth. I never heard\\nher say she regretted being born in Boston but I am sure if the popular\\nprejudice was not in favor of a mortal s having only one birth place if\\nshe could by any special dispensation have had two her choice for one\\nof them would have fallen among you, my friends, in this time-honored\\ncity.\\nBut you shall hear the verses she sends to you, and judge how loyal she\\nis to our native place, which might have been her own, I am willing to\\nbelieve, had the selection of nativity been left entirely to her.\\nA welcome to your happy shore,\\nFrom one who loves your sea-washed town,\\nAs lovers ever love the more\\nAnother s not their own.\\nThe music of these ancient sands,\\nGay flutterings of the populous trees,\\nThe sunset stretching golden hands\\nAcross the purple seas.\\nAre all to-day as once they were\\nStrong in the light of changeless youth.\\nAnd variously their voices here\\nRepeat one loving truth.\\nRoses and lilies fade, and dumb\\n.Must grow the birds yet springs return.\\nGray hair is not true manhood s sum.\\nNor life s the dusty urn.", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0052.jp2"}, "53": {"fulltext": "45\\nThe boy is ever Nature s friend,\\nSbe whispers lest he should forget,\\nTliy youth and mine can never end\\nHowever time may fret.\\nReturn, she says, to the old home,\\nThrough sun and dark I always wait\\nTo show my boys, whene er they come\\nThey never are too late.\\nIn rest of Sunday afternoon\\nStill as of old the shadows creep\\nPast the old church, and just as soon\\nStretch on the fields asleep.\\nStill after service, faithful done\\nThe second time, I stay to meet\\nThe group returning, dance in the sun\\nTo tempt- their restless feet.\\nWith those I love age cannot stay,\\nThough wisdom bring her silver gift,\\nTheir hearts with me are still at play,\\nWhatever storm may drift.\\nDear boys she whispers, all is well\\nThe love that brings ye back to me,\\nDeeper than toneue can ever tell,\\nGives back thy youth to thee.\\nThe audience responded to a call for three cheers for the champion of\\nthe daughters of Portsmouth with a hearty good will.\\nSamuel J. Nowell, of New York, High School boys of New York\\nJames T. Fields we all love him give him three more. This call, also,\\nwas responded to with enthusiasm.\\nSixth Regular Sentiment: Our Public School System One of the\\nfountains from which springs the intellectual, political and commercial\\ngreatness of the people.\\nADDRESS OF REV. EDWARD A. RAND.\\nMr. President, Ladies and Gentlemen If I wanted to prove the truth\\nof that sentiment, I would take this gathering here to-day as the proof.\\nIt is with pleasure that I stand here and recognize my indebtedness to the\\npublic schools of Portsmouth. For me, around that dingy old structure\\non State street, in whose lower story, as the Grammar School teacher, for-\\nmerly presided Mr. Timothy G. Senter, and in the upper part, as master of\\nthe High School, was Mr. Israel P. Kimball, I say, around that old build-\\ning there is a glory in my eyes that I am afraid no palatial structure can\\never possess. I remember that our teachers drilled us to the idea of con-\\nscience in study. I recognize our public school system in Portsmouth as a\\nshaping tool in my personal character. I never can forget the studious-\\nness of the boys there. I speak with no disparagement of the girls; they\\ndid just as well in Mr. Nichols school but I know more about the boys.\\nI can speak of the studiousness of the lads of their accuracy in mathe-\\nmatics of their thoroughness in history and of the fact, that they were\\ngood Latin scholars. I am glad that Portsmouth, in these days, when the\\nclassics are apt to be disparaged, still insists in a knowledge of Latin in its\\npublic schools. I do not believe that her boys and girls, as they go out,\\nwill ever make such a blunder on their Latin as I noticed not long ago, in\\nconnection with an anecdote told of one of the old Scotch professors. It\\nwas in those days when the professors were accustomed to address their\\npupils, in the recitation room, in Latin. One of the pupils had been guilty,\\nbefore the eyes of the instructor, of jumping over a table, and the old Pro-\\nfessor addressed him in Latin. He got along quite well at first, but after\\na little while his indignation became so great that he committed a very\\nerious blunder. Norme video te, jwnpantem over the table! (Merri-", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0053.jp2"}, "54": {"fulltext": "46\\nraent.) I hope the boys and girls of the Portsmouth schools do better than\\nthat when they go out.\\nI want to say, Mr. Propident-, that there is something of which we in\\nNew England may especially boast, as our great glory, and that is, our\\ncommon school system. Not long ago, I heard a gentleman from England\\nsay that that was our greatest source of pride our common school system.\\nAnd in Massachusetts, acting upon that idea, they have floated a New\\nEngland school-house across the seas, to be exibited at the Vienna Expo-\\nsition and if they had only come down and taken Master Payson, and\\nMaster Smith, and some of the Portsmouth boys and girls, ami filled that\\nschool-house they would have shown a more complete illustration of what\\nwe consider as the corner-stone of New England civilization. (Applause.)\\nWe must not forget, that at the bottom of our common school system is that\\nidea, which is so identified with our entire political greatness. It is that\\nof the worth of the individual irrespective of caste, or color, or creed we\\nhave not yet got quite so far as to say or sex, but I hope we shall.\\n(Applause.) The worth of the individual In Spain, a man who was an\\nAmerican by birth, and had also been an English citizen, was brought be-\\nfore a Spanish court, and condemned to death. What did his friends do?\\nThey threw over him the glory of the stars and stripes, and draped him\\nwith the broad Union Jack, and then turned to the appointed executioners,\\nthe musketeers, and said, Fire if you dare and they did not dare to\\nfire. It was the Government that was represented in the individual and\\nif there is any nation on the face of the earth where the government is\\nrepresented in the individual, it is in America, and especially in New Eng-\\nland. And because the individual in our common school system is consid-\\nered to be of such worth as to be so fully educated. I glory in our public\\nschool system, and rejoice in its identity with our national greatness. It\\nmeans to me that the time has come when we should have a National Uni-\\nversity, where should be gathered the very front men of the nation for in-\\ntellect, and that the doors of this University should be thrown open, not only\\nto men but to women, where they should receive, without cost, the most\\nliberal culture.\\nBefore I close, I want to say, that we must not forget, that here to-day\\nwe are remembering old New Hampshire. We stand over the cradle of\\nNew Hampshire that cradle that was rocked by strong sea winds two\\nhundred and fifty years ago. We can point with pride to the men whom\\nNew Hampshire has sent out, and we rejoice in her mountains. We send\\nout the men who rule the country, and then we call the country in to look\\nup to the grand peaks of our mountains. As we are remembering New\\nHampshire now, as we think of the great men who have gone before us,\\nnames that shine in the constellated glory of the departed, we must not\\nforget how much they owed to the public school system of New Hamp-\\nshire, and I trust that this State, with regard to her ideas upon education,\\nwill not be found in the rear consenting, but will be found in the front,\\ncommanding. Have you forgotten the old story connected with the war\\nThere was a sergeant or color guard who had gone ahead of the men in a\\ncertain fight with the colors. Come back said the captain bring\\nthe colors back where the men are No, said the brave soldier, bring\\nthe men up where the colors are (Applause.)\\nNew Hampshire must take the lead, and then it will be for all to come\\nup and follow. (Three cheers for the High School boys.)\\nThe Master of Ceremonies. In connection with the eloquence to\\nwhich we have just listened, I will propose as a sentiment\\nThe Army and Navy of the United States. A representative of the\\nNavy was here, but I am afraid he has gone. He is a modest man, but a\\nvery courageous one. I refer to Capt. James S. Thornton, the hero of the\\nKearsarge. He is not a Portsmouth boy, but he is a native of New Hamp-\\nshire, which is the next best thing to being a Portsmouth boy. We are", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0054.jp2"}, "55": {"fulltext": "47\\nproud to have him here, and proud as a nation to claim him. (Captain\\nThornton did not respond.)\\nMr. Bartlett then said You are all aware, that the projectors of this\\nfraud meeting were principally the young men, Sons of Portsmouth, at\\nome and abroad; but let me assure you that so far as those more ad-\\nvanced here in Portsmouth are concerned, although they have been less\\nactive in the matter, they have most heartily endorsed and encouraged\\nthe young men who were engaged in making the arrangements for this\\nglorious festival. Foremost among them, is one whose name brings a thrill\\nof pleasure to my heart, as I have no doubt it will to the heart of every\\none here, the evening of whose life I trust will be as peaceful as its morn-\\ning and noon have been active, useful, noble and generous. I refer to\\nthe Hon. Ichabod Goodwin, Ex- Governor of New Hampshire.\\nGeo. Goodwin s response was as follows\\nThe cordial welcome that has greeted you, ladies and gentlemen, on\\nfour return, can gain nothing from any words of mine. I know not that\\ncan find anything more pertinent to say, than to speak to you as one of\\nthe oldest citizens of your old home, and to renew to you in their behalf\\nwhat the civic authorities, the active youth, and the citizens at large, all\\nhave shown you a plentitude of welcome.\\nWe greet you, our hearts kindled with the love of parents for their\\nchildren, of brothers and sisters, of neighbors, playmates and school com-\\npanions, and freshened and kept aglow by all the associations of our early\\nlife.\\nI, who address you, well remember the conflict that filled the soul, when\\nthe hour came, to leave the paternal home, to seek a new one among\\nstrangers; and though time may have effaced the sting of parting, the\\nnew house having grown to be an old one yet, I can well appreciate the\\nfeelings that burn in your bosoms to-day, for I know that though oceans\\nand continents separate us from the home of our childhood though time\\nsever us long from it, yet throughout life, whether in prosperity or in adver-\\nsity, the mind will find itself straying off to take a look at the Father-land,\\nand that the very thought of the old home, ever will work a deep emotion\\nin the soul. We rejoice to see so many of you, not looking in imagina-\\ntion to the place of your nativity, but visiting it in person.\\nYou come back to a home of which you may be proud, and we are\\nproud to meet you at the old homestead, though it is not a place of great\\nwealth yet it is one of great moral worth, and great comfort, one where\\nneighbor loves neighbor, where fraternal feelings largely prevail. We\\noften boast and with much truth, that there is no community of our popu-\\nlation where the people are better clothed, fed and housed, than in Ports-\\nmouth, and we boast of sending out as many from our homes, who have\\ndistinguished themselves in all the various vocations of life, and have done\\nhonor, not only to their native town, but to our country at large, as any\\nother portion of the State and no State of this Union can make claim to\\nsending abroad in our country more distinguished men, than New Hamp-\\nshire.\\nGo where we may in this, our extended country, we find Portsmouth\\nrepresented, and I am happy to say from experience and observation, there\\nis no better passport, than to be known as a native of Portsmouth and I\\nhave ever found existing among her sons, a strong feeling of brother-\\nhood.\\nIt is never asked of what family you are, or who your associates were,\\nbut it is sufficient that it be known that you are from old Portsmouth, to\\nbe received at once, as a brother and a friend; when the delightful remin-\\niscences of happy days spent at the old home, are called up, and inquiries\\nfor the prosperity and happiness of those left behind.\\nTwenty years ago was inaugurated this beautiful idea, the returning\\nof our sons to their native place. That was a glorious and memorable", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0055.jp2"}, "56": {"fulltext": "48\\ngathering at old Strawberry Bank. While we miss many faces that\\ncheered us on that bright occasion, we may all look forward to a grand\\nreunion of the sons and daughters, those who were with us then and\\nthose who gather now, in that world where there shall be no more sepa-\\nration or sorrow or parting, but all shall be assembled as one brother-\\nhood in the presence of our Heavenly Father. Again and again I say,\\nwelcome home, We all rejoice to see you at the old homestead. Come\\nagain come soon.\\nThe Master of Ceremonies. I see around me many of the friends of my\\nyouth, and among them one attracts my eye \\\\v\\\\\\\\o, I remember in my early\\ndays, was very fond of the game of marbles. He was always very successful\\nin the game, for he generally had a full bag himself, and I rather think\\nthat is one of the elements that belong to his character, for he has managed\\nsince to keep his purse pretty full, and his head pretty full of ideas. I\\nrefer to our Portsmouth boy, Samuel H. Gookin. [A voice He has just\\nstepped out. In his absence, I will call on another star of our gal-\\naxy to answer for himself, B. P. Shillaber, or Mrs. Partington.\\nMr. Shillaber was received with prolonged applause, and cries of up,\\nup, that all might see him to which he replied that it would be all\\nup with him if he did. He then proceeded to read the following poem,\\nin his own inimitable style, which was received with shouts of laughter and\\ngreat applause. At its conclusion, he was very heartily cheered.\\nGleam, waves of swift Piscataqua,\\nSing, wooda on tranquil Kittery s side,\\nShout, Newington upon the Buy,\\nYe airs of Greenland s icy, play.\\nAnd Old Rye mingle with the tide\\nLet kettle to the trumpet speak,\\nThe trumpet to the cannonier\\nRing, bells, whose tones o er Walker s Creek,\\nThrough distant vales, shall echoes seek,\\nAnd bring them willing captives here,\\nFor every heart is full to-day.\\nAnd everything, in sweet accord,\\nMust tributary Largesse pay.\\nTo recognize the genial sway\\nOf Jot, the season s sovereign lord;\\nOur good old mother spreads her arras.\\nTo welcome back her sons to-day,\\nWho come from worldly strifes and harms,\\nResponsive to tlie potent charms\\nThat still among them all hold sway.\\nFrom scenes afar, with lengthened ranks,\\nThey to her side maternal lly\\nForget the early duteous spanks\\nThat fell in showers upon their flanks.\\nWhen driven abroad their fate to try.\\nNo cause for murmuring at the fact\\nTwas Providence in kind disguise\\nThat sent them off to think and act.\\nTo cultivate the world s great tracr.\\nAnd make men better and more wise.\\nThis is the mission every sou\\nIs obligated to perform\\nAnd, in tlie long decisive run.\\nInvariably it is done.\\nAs all confess with feeling warm.\\nThe pulpit, law, the trades, the mart.\\nThe press and schools, where er you search.\\nPerform, It seems, a better part.\\nWith more efficiency and heart.\\nWhen trade-marked by the Old North Church.", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0056.jp2"}, "57": {"fulltext": "49\\nHow widp they ve scattered every land\\nAnd every sea some one may show\\nFrom Egypt s yellow glistening sand,\\nTo where the icy iioes expand,\\nAnd the North Pole sticks through the snow.\\nThey take, of course, the foremost place,\\nWith modrsty that is not weak,\\nAnd soon as seen a Portsmouth face,\\nContestants eease to urge the race,\\nAwed into silence by its cheek.\\nAnd bright the record that they show,\\nIn worth and manliness and sich;\\nAnd every one as we well know,\\nSucceeds from the first signal Go I\\nAnd all are virtuous and rich.\\nNow home again, but oh, how changed\\nEach scene, beneath the flight of years\\nThe old-time scenery deranged,\\nThe good old neighborhoods estranged\\nRecalled through memory and tears.\\nWe scarce a single rood retrace,\\nThe schools and play grounds disappeared\\nWe strive Old Cellar to replace.\\nWe miss the Great Rock s honest face,\\nThe Willows that our boyhood cheered.\\nPenhallow s field has left no sign,\\nAnd structures rise o er former sites.\\nWhere eager boyhood watched the shine\\nOf lightning from the cloudy line.\\nO er Christian Shore on Summer nights.\\nAnd where are they, the loving ones,\\nWe left behind, when forth we came\\nDear, unambitious, homebred Sons\\nThey ve had th\u00c2\u00abir innings and their runs\\nAnd lung ago closed up the game.\\nYet here and there a form we meet,\\nTime-honored relics of the past\\nWith dimming eyes and lagging feet,\\nWlio our returning presence greet,\\nTried, true and faithfal to the last.\\nThe capillary ducts may dry.\\nThe nerves by age may be unstrung\\nPassion no more may fire the eye\\nBut, though the faculties deny.\\nThe heart will evermore be young.\\nI met Appollo here to-day,\\nAs full of genius as an egg,\\nWith music, art and verse in play.\\nAs actively as when away\\nI went, my destiny to beg.\\nTwas Moses, not of Horeb fame.\\nBut gentle, tasteful Thomas P.,\\nWhose heart is lit with art s true flame,\\nSelf-fed, the more to others shame\\nA martyr to the Graces three.\\nAnd here we meet neath native skiea.\\nWith soberness and gladness blent\\nAnd our old mother s kindly eyes\\nHave looked to all our small supplies,\\nOn hospitality in tb^t.\\nGod bless her bless us every one\\nGive pleasure unrestricted power.\\nAnd every daughter, every son,\\nWhen care again the field hath won.\\nShall breathe a blessing on this hour.", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0057.jp2"}, "58": {"fulltext": "50\\nThe harp that twf nty yeare ago\\nMade some pretence to Ivric fire,\\nNow halts aud slackens in its flow,\\nLike turgid treacle running slow,\\nAnd is at best a feeble lyre.\\nYet while its chorda can sound a strain,\\nIf not so musical and grand.\\nTwill true to tliis sweet thought remain\\nThat brings us, children, home again,\\nBeside our mother s knee to stand.\\nBut, grandest trait of those who roam\\nTheir hearts untravelled here have rest\\nE en though the hair, like ocean foam,\\nCircleth the base of thought s high dome,\\nThey ne er forget their natal nest.\\nThe lean and slippery pantaloon,\\nWho pipes and whistles, minus teeth,\\nfeels his whole heart with .joy attune,\\nAnd all ths fires of life s young June\\nGlowing with ardor underneath.\\nTwixt farthest Indus and the Pole,\\nClimb heights, remote from human tread,\\nTou ll find cut on that lofty scroll.\\nBorne name, familiar to your soul,\\nCarved on the old time Fountain Head.*\\nOne I remember years aback,\\nFriend and companion of my youth,\\nWho early was compelled to pack,\\nBecause police was on his track.\\nFor simple error and untruth.\\nI heard from him south, west and east,\\nAt last as being in Fejee,\\nTatooed and feathered, sheared and greased.\\nPresiding o er a local feast\\nAmong the islands of the sea.\\nAnother, too, of grotesque mein.\\nWho mixed with ns in boyhood s days.\\nLacking the lively pistareen,\\nPut out from liome, two days between,\\nAnd vanished from the scene away.\\nHe for awhile from sight was Inst,\\nWhen an exploring sailor man\\nSaw him cross-legged, upon a post.\\nThe admiration of a host\\nA heathen god in Hindostan.\\n*Bo when Bill Gibson disappeared,\\nThat ne er-do-well, the neighbors tease\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nFor whom a fatal end was feared.\\nBy that contrivance, looped and geared.\\nThat settles grave delinquencies,\\nAfter long years had passed avray,\\nA traveller beneath Turkish skies.\\nSaw clad in gorgeous array.\\nWith seivauts rich in livery gay,\\nA form that filled him with surprise.\\nTwas Bill, whom fate had hither cast.\\nThat his astonished vision saw,\\nFanned ly four Sudras as he passed.\\nWith money and importance vast,\\nA real seven-tailed bashaw.\\nSo Portsmouth girls in marriage hide,\\nForiiotten or unknown their sphere-^\\nBut strong and true the tender pride\\nWhich draws them to the river side,\\nAnd here again they re-appear.\\nPortsmouth Water Works.", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0058.jp2"}, "59": {"fulltext": "51\\nEver to Portsmoutl\\\\ instincts true,\\nWe find, what time like this imparts,\\nThat, like the old dame of the shoe,\\nThey duty s line have kept in view.\\nAnd in their sphere reigned Queens of Hearts.\\nIf lady ri, or if humbler role\\nThey re called to, you may bet your life\\nThat in the atmosphere of soul,\\nWhere the domestic j^ods control,\\nNo discount s asked for them as wife.\\nWe fain would kiss sweet Mary Ann,\\nAs erst we did in early youth.\\nBut wholly modify our plan\\nAs we behold that other max\\nAnd fear to risk our only tooth.\\nWhy all don t marry we might quiz,\\nBut if for lack of love or pelf.\\nThat is th^irown especial biz;\\nWe only know that what is, is.\\nAnd each knows how it is herself.\\nThe Master of Ceremonies. I will call upon our distinguished son, so\\nrecently adopted as a son of Boston, Hon. Ezra A. Stevens.\\nADDRESS OF HON. E. A. STEVENS\\nMr. President: My voice has been heard so often lately, and there are\\n30 many others to speak, that I shall beg to be excused in a very few mo-\\nments. I want you to understand one thing, that I have been perfectly\\nsatisfied with the length of the route, the collation, and every tiling else. It\\nhas often been said that Portsmouth la a good place to emigrate from, but\\nin the presence of my old friends and schoolmates, I want to say a word\\nabout it as being a good place to live in. I have tried both places, and I\\nassure you that Portsmouth is a good place to live in. I see before me the\\nvenerable man who indorsed my Urst note. [Cries Name him. Why\\nshould I name him Is there anybody here that does no* know that it\\nwas Ichabod Goodwin? (Loud applause.) And the same act of kindness\\nthat he performed for me, he has performed for many a Portsmouth boy.\\nA gentleman told me a little incident, coming up from the cars, which i\\nthink you ought to know. You people who live at home do not begin to\\nknow the feelings of those who have gone from home, nor how long it\\ntakes a Portsmouth boy or girl to forget the place of their birth. There is\\nliving in Boston a very venerable gentleman, Hon, William E. Eusti3,\\nknown, no doubt, to a great many of the older people here. He desired\\nvery much to come down here, but he was unable to come, by reason of hia\\nfeeble health. He met a son of Portsmouth in Boston, and said, I want\\nyou to tell my Portsmouth friends, that I wish very much to be there, but\\nI cannot, on account of my health and I want you to tell my younger\\nbrothers that nobody knows how long it takes to forget old Portsmouth.\\nTell them it takes more than 64 years, for I have been gone from there b4\\nyears, and I love her still. (Applause.)\\nNow, I hope, sir, you will call upon Mr. Albert T. Sise, and about\\nfifty others, who are waiting to speak.\\nThe Master of Ceremonies. We want to hear from Charles L. Wood-\\nbury, one of the distinguished sons of Portsmouth.\\nADDRESS OF HON. CHARLES LEVI WOODBURY.\\nI do not know whether the sons of Portsmouth will have a chance to\\nhear my voice, for, judging from the movement that is taking place out-\\nside, there is going to be a sort of vocal contest between the thunder and\\nme If they will fetch on the thunder, and limit it to five minutes, I will\\nbet that I will beat it, in honor of old Portsmouth (Laughter.) The fact\\nof the matter is, I feel, upon the Fourth of July, standing upon my native", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0059.jp2"}, "60": {"fulltext": "52\\nRoil. with the thunder growling around me, some what as that Star-Islander\\nfelt in that great gust last Fourth of July, when he got outside of the Fort\\nlight, on his way home with about two gallons inside. When he saw the\\ngust coming, he said, No Star-Islander was ever known to lower a sail,\\nput back, or start a sheet on the Fourth of July, on account of a storm.\\nHe stuck it out, and with his whale boat half full of water arrived safely\\nat Star- Island, and I hope I shall arrive safely at the end of my speech, in\\nspite of the thunder. (Applause.)\\nI had an intimation that I was expected to say something, and the com-\\nmittee very wisely left me to take my choice of topics but the topic I\\nshould first choose, my brother Fields has discoursed upon so fully, so pa-\\nthetically, and, I may say, so morally, (for he intimated to the ladies that\\nhe had a wife at home,) that I feel that there is nothing left for me to say,\\nexcept to caution them to- beware of that silvery tongued young man,\\nand to remind them that I am still a candidate for the matrimonial honors\\nwhich he has already won. (Great merriment.)\\nI was struck with the remarks of the President of the Boston delegation\\nupon some historical subjects connected with the settlement of this town.\\nYou know that for many years the dilettanti historians of Europe and\\no. various parts of the United States and of North America, have been put-\\nting forward the claims of their favorite locations as being the original\\nsites of the first European settlers upon this continent. Spaniards, French-\\nmen, Virsinians, Maine-iacs and Plymouth-rock-ians, have all come for-\\nward holding up their different blarney-stones for tlie admiration of the\\nforty-eight millions of people in the United States of America. (Laugh-\\nter.) But, gentlemen, what are they all compared with Portsmouth (Re-\\nnewed merriment.) Why, their history begins when Portsmouth had al-\\nmost ceased to be a civilized place, and took to agriculture. (Loud laugh-\\nter.) Some of them only began to grow about the time rum ceased to be\\nthe normal currency of this old settlement. (Continued merriment.) Those\\ngood colonial days, when every workman took his jug on Saturday night\\nto his employer, who filled it with rum, and the man stopped at the grocery\\nstore on his way home, and traded oft his rum for the necessaries for his wife\\nand children, and returned with the empty jug, were just passing out of\\nexistence, when Boston, and Salem, and such modern establishments, first\\ntook up the little tin trumpet and commenced to blow for themselves as\\nsomething big from the glacial epoch. Why Mr. President, that now vil-\\nlified but patriotic currency performed the heroic task of saving our\\ncountry from the British yoke. What New Hampshire man does not re-\\ncall the fact that Gov. Langdon, our townsman, in that moment of su[ireme\\ndoubt when the fortune of the revolution seemed failing, gave thirty hofis-\\nheads of Tobago rum to raise and equip that army of Gen. Stark with which\\nthe Hessians were beaten at Bennington, routed, and Burgoyne s last\\nchance of victory extinguished. May we not be excused under this flag on\\nthis da} for remembering the Governor and his Tobago rum? (Laughter\\nand applause.) Now, Portsmouth has not been in the habit of writing his-\\ntory she has been in the more distinguished habit of 7naking history. If\\nwe wear strawberry leaves upon our badges, it is not that some feudal\\nking has undertaken to dignify us with a title, but by the divine right of\\nour own birth, because, through the good judgment of our parents, we\\nwere born here on old Strawberry Bank, and have a right to wear that\\nemblem. (Applause.) And I tell you that the record which has been\\ngiven to it, and the record that these young men about me are writing up-\\non the history of this world, will be a prouder decoration, and give a bright-\\ner fame to those strawberry leaves, in coming times, than all the patents of\\nall the kings that ever sat on the British throne, from the time of King\\nCanute down to her ladyship who now holds power tin re. (Applause.)\\nI thought, as our friend Dr. Peabody was sjieaking, that the poetry, the\\nhistory, and the literature of old Portsmouth, were receiving that deserved", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0060.jp2"}, "61": {"fulltext": "53\\nand worthy commendation whicli belongs to its dignity but the bar was\\nnot spoken of the politicians, the statesioeii, I may say, of old Portsmouth,\\nwere not spoken of; and yet, for two hundred years, we had the exclusive\\ncontrol of the statesmanship of New Hampshire, and very good statesman-\\nship we showed. We do not require now to be reminded of those old times.\\nI do not know but a hundred Governors, since R. Gorges first landed at\\nOdiorne s Point, where, as the first Governor of all New England, Boston\\nand Plymouth included, he made his headquarters and administered the\\noaths of ofiice to his councillors, of whom was tlia Governor of Plymouth\\ncolony, and that same Mr. Thompson of Portsmouth whom j oar banners\\nto-day honor as the first settler of Boston. All our numerous Goveru(jrs\\nhave been our bo.ist and our pride yoar flonor [Ex-Governor Goodwin]\\none of the last and one of the most respected. (Here the Gov. G. bowed.)\\nYes, Sir, 1 know I would not come down and stamp against you, although\\n1 was of different politics.\\nGov. Goodwin. I recollect you would not, and I thank you for it.\\nMr. WooDBtJET. But there is a secret about the practical preeminence\\nof Portsmouth. There is, you know, according to Darwin and Agassiz,\\nand other great naturalists and physiologists, an intimate relation between\\nthe intellect and the stomach, that ties the two together in a close synjpa-\\nthy, and good eating is a part of good thinking. Now the Pilgrims, who\\nlanded at Plymouth, discovered there the clam banks of New England, and\\nthey sustained their high developments of Puritan inety by aid of the clam\\nbanks that you will see any time in Plymouth harbor. We have to thank\\nthe Pilgrims for clams. But Portsmoath stands back upon her chowder\\nand she not only stands upon her chowder, but she points to what her\\nchowder has done, and says, Behold how I take children and make men\\nof them! I took Daniel Webster, when he came down from the mountains\\nof New Hampshire, with the ruiliments of education, gathered at Dart-\\nmouth College, and settled here in Portsmouth as a young lawyer, among\\nmen who were merchants and traders, among men w.:o were the ship-\\nwrights and architects for the commerce of the world; and here he was\\ntaught how to make a chowder He took to it kindly. The chowder\\nworked upon that native intellect, which had the capacity to be some-\\nthing in big places, and we sent him forth a giant. Behold how he towers\\nin history (Loud applause.) If you claim for Gapt. and j\\\\lrs. Webstersoine\\npart of that great eminence, allow to the Portsmouth chowder, and tlie\\nskill he acquired in chowder making, the credit for the development and\\nfinal culmination of the whole brightness and breadth of the statesman.\\nI recollect, though but a boy not quite back to those times, but not tar\\nafter those times, ^the competition that existed for the first prize in chow-\\nder making. I can recollect the way in which my own father, who dearly\\nloved the chowder, up the river, and down by Fishing Island, would take\\nhis knife and try a potato, to see if the chowder was properly done. I\\ncan remember old Col. Bartlett, another of your eminent lawyers, how he,\\ntoo, delighted in the chowder. And that stalwart old merchant. Major\\nLarkin, whose chowder was expected to excel them all! Tliere was a gen-\\nerous rivalry between the lawyers and merchants of Portsmouth the\\nchowder-eatmg lawyers, and Madeira drinking merchants, astute lawyers,\\nlike Cutts and Mason, giving an impartial preference to both! It was\\nthe rich, racy old Madeira that the 8heafes, tlie Langdons, the SuUivans,\\nthe Whipples and the Mannings planned the great struggles of the Revo-\\nlution upon, fought the iievolution upon, and enjoyed after it was over.\\nThey had no taste for your rain-water Madeiras. They had no fondness\\nfor claret, sir. Their mighty souls went back to the good old \u00e2\u0080\u00a2Sercial\\nthe generous South-side, on which the Havens, the Lymans, Sherburnes,\\nPierces, Wentworths, and Whipples had refreshed their weary souls on the\\nroad to wealth; and we remember how, inspired by their example, some\\nof the proudest luerchanis that were ever born in Portsmouth, or iu her", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0061.jp2"}, "62": {"fulltext": "54\\nneighborhood the Marches emigrated to that classic island, and remain-\\ned there, devoted to the culture of Madeira, until their death would that\\nwe had some of it now! (Laughter and applause.)\\nBut I remember that there is a five minutes rule. I have talked time\\nand the thunder out, and I am afraid I shall talk the audience out, too.\\nWe thank you, we emigrants thank you, citizens of Portsmouth, for\\nthis kind invitation which has brought us back again. Our hearts have\\nbeen with you all the time. There is something about old Portsmouth\\nthat does tie itself to the heart, and from which neither time., nor travel,\\nnor foreign ways can wean us we come back ever and forever. You\\nplanned this institution somehow amongst you, twenty years ago; you\\nhave planted it as one of the institutions of the country, and in the fu-\\nture, as in the jiast, such celebrations as these will continue, and the ties\\nthat bind brethren and kindred and townspeople together, those ties\\nwhich are stronger than water, which are like the ties of blood, and the\\nties of maternal and paternal affection, will continue from generation to\\ngeneration, in this great, new law of humanity, which is the creed of the\\npresent age, brighter, broader and stronger, in the example that you have\\nset, m extending to all born between Christian shore, and South End be-\\ntween Gravelly Pudge, and Liberty Bridge, and Sagamore Creek an invi-\\ntation to come together, on this patriotic day, leaving all our little quar-\\nrels behind, in a strong, heartfelt, deep, equal and thorough friendsliip.\\nMr. Albekt F. Sise was then called upon, and spoke as follows\\nI think the best speech I can make is to advise e very one to go home. I\\nwill say only one or two words, and then I think it will be well, perhaps,\\nto seek shelter.\\nA good deal has been said to-day about the last celebration, but mj-\\nmind has looked forward to twenty years from now. How will it be then\\nAnd as one of the speakers referred to the next celebration, I thought, will\\nnot all be changed then Will not the fair daughters of Portsmouth walk\\nin procession while we men stand in solid phalanx and cheer them\\n(Laughter and applause.)\\nA great deal has been said in Boston about the fronts of buildings. I\\nhave got one idea down here to-day in regard to the fronts of buildings,\\nwhich I think is a very bright one, and I will communicate it, and I think\\nthat is all I can say. As I passed by the old Academy, 1 saw that they\\nhad got there a new sort of front, and it struck me that it was one of the\\nhandsomest I ever saw. And those of you who passed it, and saw tiers of\\nschool girls stretching up to the second story I know will respond heartily\\nwhen I give you The Portsmouth front for buildings. (Applause.)\\nThe proceedings at the tent were here brought rather abruptly to a\\nclose, ill consequence of the violent thunder-^torm raging outside. The\\naddresses were agreeably interspersed with appropriate music from the\\nthree fine bands in attendance, and the occasion was one long to be re-\\nmembered by every son and daughter of Portsmoutli, and, indeed, by\\nevery one who had the good fortune to be present.\\nTHE VETERAN OF THE REUNION.\\nThe oldest member of the Boston delegation of Sons and doubtless the\\noldest visitor in tliis city on tliis occasion, was Mr. Charles Tappan, 89\\nyears of age. He marched a mile or more of the route of the ])rocession,\\nleaving it only at the solicitation of friends, and afterwards walked to the\\ntent on Wibird s Hill. Mr. Tappan was a native of Northampton, Mass.,\\nand is the last surviving brother of a large and prominent famiiy, of whom\\nMr Lewis Tappan, recently deceased in New York, and Arthur, the fa-\\nmous reformers, were members. Mr. Charles Tappan worked at the print-\\ning business when young, in Worcester, Mass., with Mr. Thomas, a son of\\nthe famous Isaiah Thomas, who (the son) had learned the trade in this city.", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0062.jp2"}, "63": {"fulltext": "55\\nMr. Thomas in 1806 established a book-store in Portsmouth with Mr.\\nTappan, under the firm of Thomas and Tappan, the latter being in charge.\\nTheir store was on the corner of Market and Daniel Streets, now occupied\\nby Mr. Wm. B. Lowd. Their beautiful gilt script sign on black ground,\\npainted in Worcester, in 1806, has been well preserved in the attic of John\\nW. and Joseph H. Foster, their successors, to this day, and is still pointed\\nat with admiration by Mr. Tappan as an elegant specimen of sign paint-\\ning. It was dated 1806, and re-raised on pretty nearly its original site,\\nduring the late celebration, and formed one of the most interesting decora-\\ntions of the times. Mr. Tappan was a resident of Portsmouth, for many\\nyears, and published several large volumes here, with his other business.\\nThe following letter and accompanying poem was received too late to be\\nread at the tent, and we therefore give it place here.\\nTrenton Cottage, New Jersey, July 2d, 1873.\\nHis Excellency Ichabod Goodwin,\\nEx-Gov of New Hampshire\\nMy esteemed Friend, I doubt not, in this velocipede and postal card\\nage, this epistle from one of your early friends will be a surprise to you,\\nif not a disappointment. The current events of more than half a century\\nhave made marked changes in our situation, but I trust not in our feel-\\nings. Whilst our friend Mr. Saml. Lord and others have gone before us,\\nwe still live and like Mr. Webster seem to want to learn how to die. For\\nmyself I am still vigourous, and although very old, with sight and hear-\\ning impaired, and too cumbersome to travel far without a helper to guide\\nme, yet I am comparatively well, cheerful and grateful. The fairest flow-\\ners they say fade soonest. The Scotch daisy (our white weed) never dies,\\naccording to the poet Montgomery. Is not New-Hampshire the Scot-\\nland of this country. I wish we had some B-epublican baronet, a minstrel\\nwho like Sir Walter Scott could do justice to your great celebration on\\nthe -Ith instant.\\nBy the way, I had like to have forgotten this, as I was myself a for-\\ngotten son of my native state. But, with your Excellency s permission,\\nI will enclose you a few verses hastily written, which may answer some\\npurpose at the eleventh hour of your day s work. You and your friends\\nmust remember, however, they are written by one who is nearing his 87th\\nyear, who was free born before any one of the National or State Consti-\\ntutions were matured and although somewhat known m New Jersey, has\\nbeen too long an absentee from his native town to know much about it.\\nBut here an old Federalist of the Washington School unabridged, I try\\nto keep the fires in history still burning and whilst respecting all true\\npatriots of whatever stripe and trying to forget and forgive those who\\nmaligned the Saviour of our Country and other true patriots in the olden\\ntime, I shall be one of the old guard, who can die but will never suren-\\nder to th-e enemy.\\nAnd now, my dear old friend, make what use of this letter and its en-\\nclosed offering you think proper, and believe me ever,\\nWith sincere respect,\\nYours truly,\\nC. 0. Haven.\\nTHE OLD GRANITE STATE.\\nSONG. (Tune, Anacreon in Heaven.\\nFor the Celebration at Portsmouth, New Hampshirp, of tUe first Settlement of thf Colony\\nthere, and of the Anniversary of the Declaration of Independence of the United States in\\nconnection tlierewith, July 4, 1873.\\nBy C. C. Haven, aged 86 years.\\nWhen the Sun s orient lis;ht o er the Atlantic sea beamed,\\n\u00c2\u00a31;^ Aurora hath scatter d the chill mists of the raoru", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0063.jp2"}, "64": {"fulltext": "56\\nAnd ou Washington s Mount his beacon rays gleamod,\\nThe young Sons of Portsmouth then welcomed the dawn.\\nTis their State s festive morn.\\nAnd wliere Freedom was born\\nAnd gay flags wave triumphant, in the Union s cause worn,\\nChords.\\nAnd as long as her mountains greet her sons on the sea,\\nLet the Granite State prosper and our country be free\\nPerserering old Time, with his grey locks bihind,\\nThough still fresh in his fore-front and up with the season.\\nOwns the like of this greeting is not easy to find,\\nTis the feast of the soul and the triumph of reason.\\nFrom all parts of the land.\\nHere the brotherhood stand,\\n\u00e2\u0096\u00a0Whilst past, present and future unite hand in hand.\\nChorus.\\nHere guests from the mountain and ocean we see,\\n\u00e2\u0096\u00a0yVhere the Granite State smiles and the country is free\\n\u00e2\u0096\u00a0When Piscataqua s stream was explored by our sires.\\nO er whose deep, rapid current few mortals have trod,\\nWhere the fierce savage prowl d, with his war whoop and fires.\\nThere now stand Christian temples free to worship the true God.\\nAnd where Strawberry Bank stood.\\nOnce embosomed with wood,\\nHappy summer guests cluster, by sea breezes wooed.\\nChorus.\\nWhen the White hills and blue Ocean each other can see,\\nThere the Granite State smiles and our country is free\\nLet the fame of New Hampshire still be echoed in story,\\nThough she boasts not of lands or mines of pure gold,\\nNor of millionaire Rings ambitions of glory,\\nNor of Tammany swindlers, to be bought and be sold\\nBut in deeds of true worth.\\nFrom the time of her birth,\\nShe yields up her prestige to no State on the earth.\\nChorus.\\nLet her fame then extend o er the land and the sea,\\nWhilst her State shall be prospered and our country be free I\\nOf Mason and Dudley and the Wentworths proud reign,\\nOf the patriots who fought and secured freedom s cause.\\nOf our country s late heroes who its life did sustain,\\nOf our statesmen and Webster, foremost friend of our laws.\\nAny nation might boast!\\nBut we ll end with a toast\\nLet her sons match those sires who have thus far done most.\\nChords.\\nAnd as long as our empire unites sea to sea.\\nMay the Granite State prosper and our people be free\\nTrenton, New Jersey, July, 1873.\\nThe following is an abstract of remarks from Dr. Joseph Cheever of\\nBoston, who, in common with others, was prevented from speaking in\\nconsequence of the abrupt termination of the meeting on account of the\\nshower.\\nIn meeting with you on this interesting occasion, the mind reverts back,\\nreviving with tender and soul subduing influence, the memory of past\\nscenes of pleasure which open before us and quickening the highest emo-\\ntions of the soul.\\nYour lofty trees, adjacent groves, and running streams, that have wit-\\nnessed the sporting and pleasures of our youthful days, rise before the\\nimagination, arrayed in all their beauty and grandeur.\\nWe love to gaze upon and drink in from the many beauties of nature\\naround us, to inhale the sweet odors and gentle zephyrs that bring health\\nupon their wings be where we may but none of them equals the charms\\nand enchantments of our native home.", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0064.jp2"}, "65": {"fulltext": "67\\nThe music of nature, in her myriad voices that sound so sweetly at\\nall times, makes a more lovely peal to me, while in old Portsmouth, than\\nat any other spot upon which I ever moved.\\nAnd as I bring to mind some of the interesting reminisences of our an-\\ncient town, events that have been resurrected and brought to light by\\nthat truthful and persevering Brewster, who rambled about Portsmouth,\\ngleaning the cream of its past history which is now so richly presented\\nbefore us;-\u00e2\u0080\u0094 whose pure spirit has since passed on for infinite uses, and\\neternal benefits; I say, when I think of the events and ponder over those\\nbooks of books, the Rambles about Portsmouth they have so intensified\\nmy love for native home, that my liighest hopes now are that I may close\\nmy days near the shadow of its trees, or upon the banks of its running\\nstreams that I love so well.\\nFor a sentiment I will propose,\\nOur native town, the dear old mother of us all, within whose bosom re-\\npose the slumbering ashes of loved ones gone before, for her will my\\nbreast glow with emotion while the heart is quickened with life.\\nThe following sentiment was by Dr. John Cheever, of Charlestown, Mass.\\nThe Home of our Childhood, sanctified by the hallowed influence of\\nour mothers may the memory of their enduring virtues be forever en-\\nshrined within our heart s tenderest and holiest atfections,\\nREGATTA.\\nRegardless of the threatening weather thousands of spectators gathered\\nupon every available spot to witness the Regatta. Long before the start-\\ning of the boats the rain descended and a dense fog prevailed which hid\\neverything from view and many of the contestants lost their reckoning in\\nconsequence. Now and then the gloomy canopy would be lifted, reveal-\\ning the crews in their white shirts anxious to hear the signal for them to\\ntake their positions. It was useless to think of a postponement, for that\\nwould be the end of the regatta, so the boom of the cannon was heard even\\nabove the furious onslaughts of heaven s artillery.\\nBefore the races were ended, however, the elements exhausted them-\\nselves, the sun came out, and cast a glorious halo of colors on the sky and\\nsea, forming a grand transformation scene. Below we give the official re-\\nsult of the races: In the 12-oared race Uncle Abe was withdrawn in a\\nleaky condition. The Edith and Joe Hooker started out in the fog\\nand disappeared from the sight of Judges and spectators. The Edith had\\nthe advantage of an eddy and turned the beacon first. On the race home-\\nward the Hooker overhauled and passed the Edith, winning the first prize\\nof $40 in 10 minutes and 50 seconds, the Edith being five seconds be-\\nhind.\\nBy this time, a heavy thunder storm set in, but the 10-oared boats Wy-\\noming and Infant Sculpin came into line and had a good start. The Wy-\\noming was the winner in 12 minutes and thirty-seven seconds, the Infant\\nbeing five seconds later. Prize $40.\\nIn the naval race, three boats started. The Commodore s barge came in\\nfirst in 12.50, but was ruled out for not pulling over the course as directed.\\nThe Plymouth s gig was declared the winner in 13.20. Purse $40. This\\nrace was the only one seen by the spectators or judges. The tub race was\\nfinally abandoned, owing to the state of the weather. The scull race was\\nalso abandoned because of the failure of the boats to come to time. The\\njudges were Capt. Thomas H. Eastman, Assistant Constructor Philip Hich-\\nborn, John Dame and Timothy Dame, the two first being stationed on the\\njudges stand off Concord railroad wharf, and the latter on the stone bea-\\ncon near Pierce s Island. Much credit is due Messrs. Dow, Locke and\\nNorton for the amount of labor they performed to perfect this part of the\\nprogramme.", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0065.jp2"}, "66": {"fulltext": "58\\nFIREWORKS.\\nOwing to the storm on the previous afternoon the display of fireworks\\nwas postponed until Saturday night, w len they were let off on Market\\nSquare before a crowd of people estimated at about seven thousand. The\\npyrotechnics did not give out the glory usual in such exhibitions, still the\\ncrowd applauded every piece. The con.luding work was composed of col-\\nored fires, enclosing scroll-work in which was thesentence, Welcome, Sons\\nand Daughters of Portsmouth the whole forming a brilliant spectacle.\\nIt was ten o clock before the fireworks were finished, and even then the\\nassemblage seemed loth to retire from the S ]^uare, until it was learned that\\nthe remaining two hours would be given to a\\nSERENADE TO OUR VISITORS.\\nFor this occasion the Marine Band was engaged, and proceeding to the\\nRockingham House it was found to be brilliantly lighted by chmese lan-\\nterns. These with the other elaborate decorations formed a grand scene.\\nThe crowd in front of this fine hotel seemed to increase as the hours neared\\nmidnight, and the repeated applause they gave showed that the music of\\nthe U. S. Alarine Band, was of a superior order, and rendered in good\\ntaste.\\nTHE HOME COMING.\\nRev. Carlos Martyn preached an appropriate sermon, Sabbath morn-\\ning, June 29th, in the North Church, and in the afternoon in the Metho-\\ndist Church, to large audiences, under the above caption, from Gen. XLiii.\\n16 Bring these men home. We give below the first half of the dis-\\ncourse, which will be found of general interest. Mr. M. said Joseph s\\nbrethren, sore pressed by famine, had come down from Canaan to buy\\ncorn in Egypt. Benjamin was with them as, now for the second time,\\nthey stood in the presence of that brother from whom they had parted\\nyears before. With a full heart and a wet eye, Joseph turned to the\\nruler of his house and said Bring these men home.\\nNow, for weeks, friends, we have been uttering similar words here in\\nPortsmouth. Remembering the dear ones who long ago left our unfur-\\ngotten and unforgetling ruofs, we have said: Bring these men home.\\nSome have come. Otliers will come this week. And so, taking a hint\\nfrom the approaching Jubilee, I will speak to you to-day of the home-\\ncoming of next Friday.\\nThe words of the text are the motto of the hour, Bring these men\\nhome, You remember the cordial and wide-spread response whicti\\nmet this suggestion, when, months ago, it voiced itself. We have all\\nmarked from day to day the growth of th#project. The notices in the\\noutside press calling upon the sons to organize; the meetings held as a\\nresult; our own local preparations, manifested in the smoothing of our\\nstreets, in the painting of our houses, in the busy hum of nightly gath-\\nered committees, in the sending forth of mail bags stufl ed with urgent in-\\nvitations to the ends of the earth, in the drum beat of drilling military\\ncompanies where is the person, however deaf and dumb and blind, who\\nhas not heard and talked about and seen all this?\\nIt is now fifty years since the first such like celebration occurred. In\\n1823 there was a somewhat similar gathering. Away back there, when\\nMonroe was President, and the war of 1812 was as tri-sh in men s minds\\nas the war of the i-ebellion is in ours, and when Winfield Scott and Gen.\\nJackson were the heroes of the hour, as Ulysses Grant and Gen. Sherman\\nare to-day, and when Woodbury and Mason were the local celebrities, the\\nabsent sons and daughters of Portsmouth thronged back into these dear old\\nstreets, with Daniel Webster at their head, to celebrate the two hundredth\\nanniversary of the settlement of Strawberry Bank. The memory of that", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0066.jp2"}, "67": {"fulltext": "59\\noccasion abides with us as an inspiring tradition, although most of the ac-\\ntors in the scene have gone to their long home.\\nAnd again, thirty years later in IS53, there was another homecoming,\\nhardly second to that noted first one, of which Mrs. Partington was the\\noriginator. And now for the third time, on the 4th inst., we are once\\nmore to enliven our steeets and gladden our hearts with the dear absen-\\ntees. For the proclamation has gone forth: Bring these men home.\\nAnd now, as aforetime, the Sons and Daughters of Portsmouth re.sident\\nabroad, will come back to a spot which will amply repay a visit. We can\\nboast with St. Paul, that we ar\u00c2\u00ab citizens of no mean city. When\\nWashington was here, in 1789, the very evening of the 18th century, he\\nmade a public adilress commencing in these words: Fellow citizens of\\nthe commercial metropolis of New Hampshire. Portsmouth was not\\nvery large when it was thus addressed and since then we have only a\\nlittle more than doubled our population. But then, proverbially, Nature\\ndoes up her choicest articles m small packages. We judge by quality,\\nnot by quantity. Attica was small only forty-four miles long and\\nthirty-four miles wide. But with Athens in the midst, it lassoed the an-\\ncient world, body and soul, to its all-conquering feet, by the strength of\\nits right arm and the genius of its culture. The Hollanders first scooped\\ntheir country out of mud and water, and then standing on piles, called\\nmodern commerce into being. England, as Wendell Phillips has re-\\nminded us, with territory just wide enough to keep its eastern and west-\\nern harbors apart, monopolized, for centuries, tlie trade of the world, and\\nannexed continents only as coffers wherein to garner its wealth. There is\\nno need, therefore, that Portsmouth should be great in size in order to be\\nfamous and influential.\\nI know of no other locality which combines so much both of natural\\nand historic interest. Where can you find more to attract the eye and\\ninstruct the heart? Our natural advantages are unsurpassed. The city,\\nlike the ancient Jerusalem, is beautiful for situation. Yonder rolls\\nthe ocean. Here at our side is the charming Piscataqua, as our home\\npoet, Laighton, has phrased it\\nSinging a 8ong as it flows along.\\nHushed by the ice-king never;\\nFor he strives in vain to clasp a chain\\nO er thy fetterless heart, brave river\\nThe ocean and the river form a perpetual board of health, always in\\nsession. They keep the air pure, and barricade out of our streets the\\npestilence that walketh in darkness, and the destruction tliat wasteth at\\nnoon-day.\\nAnd then the surrounding country, how varied and beautiful Roads\\nradiating hence in every direction, ^hard and smooth as the floors of our\\nhouses, lead away through fertile meadows carpeted with greensward, and\\nfigured with butter-cups and daisies. Industry and plenty walk hand in\\nhand in the foreground, while misty mountains form the background of\\nthe landscape.\\nPlace one point of a pair of compasses here on Market Square and\\nsweep the other point around a circuit of fifteen miles, and what a wealth\\nof scenery is taken in. The spindles of Newmarket and the educational\\nadvantages of delightful Exeter, in the interior and, along the shore, or\\nnear it, Hampton beach, Little Boar s head. Rye beach; quaint New Cas-\\ntle, which looks as though it had sat to Goldsmith when he painted his\\nportrait of the Deserted Village; the lomantic Isles of Shoals, Kittery\\nPoint, York beach, all more or less noted scenes and favorite haunts of\\nthe appreciative tourist.\\nNor are historic landmarks lacking. Yonder, on the opposite side of\\nthe river, is York, once known as the city of Gorgeana, founded in 1641,\\nin the seventeenth year of Charles the First, who afterwards lost his", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0067.jp2"}, "68": {"fulltext": "60\\nhead at Whitehall, by Sir Ferdinando Gorges, a favorite of the unhappy\\nking, whose grant of incorporation wa* the first given to any American\\nsettlement. iStill nearer is Kittery, full of historic interest, where stands\\nthe old Pepperell mansion, a portion of which remains now as it was in\\ncolonial days, when the baronet was its tenant.\\nCrossing into Portsmouth, over the straggling old bridge, we come\\nupon the old Stavers tavern there on Court Street. Just off- of Water\\nstreet is the house where Washington tarried. On the corner of Wash-\\nington and Pleasant streets, still stands the old house where for many\\nyears in the last century, the New Hampshire Gazette was edited and\\nprinted, the first newspaper in ttie Siate, and now the oldest paper in\\nthis country. At the west end is Frenchman s Lane, with its tragic asso-\\nciation. Still further west is Breakfast Plill, the scene of an Indian con-\\nflict. Here at the gateway of the river, the old fort still mounts guard,\\nand acts the sentinel as it did in the old French war, a time-worn vet-\\neran in the service, and fitly garrisoned by the oldest soldier on Uncle\\nSam s muster roll. Out towards Odiorne s Point, the spot where the first\\nsettlers landed in 1623, is the famous home of the sometime Governor of\\nthe Province, the Wentworth house, which Longfellow has daintily\\ndescribed\\nA pleasant mansion, an abode\\nNt ;ir and yet hidden from the great highroad,\\nSequestired among trees, a noble pile,\\nBaronial and colonial in its style.\\nGables and dormer windows everywhere.\\nAnd stacks ot cliimneys rising high in air,\\nPiindivan pipes on wliicli all winds that blew\\nMade ludunilul music tlie whole winter through.\\nWithin uuniimbcrfd splendors met the eye,\\nPanels, and floors ot oak, and tapi-stry\\nCarved chimney-pieces where on brazen dogs\\nRevelled and roared the Christmas fire of logs.\\nDoors opening into darkness unawares,\\nMysterious passages and flights of stiiirs,\\nAnd on the walls in heavy gilded frames,\\nTlie ancestral Wentworths with old Scripture names.\\nSurely, friends, if Portsmouth is not the hub of the universe, it is the\\nhub of a good-sized wheel. Irreverent scoffers, of the Young America school,\\nspeak of it as a dead-alive place. This is a gross libel. I know of no\\nother city of its size which is the centre of a more flourishing and diversi-\\nfied trade, and wliere the merchants and work people are more intelligent\\nand generally well-to-do. Here is a United States Navy Yard. Here are\\ntwo daily and three weekly newspapers. Commercial interests, banking\\ninterests, railroad interests, manufacturing interests, religious interests,\\nconverge here. Upon this hub turns the wheel of an extensive outside\\ndistrict. Truly, it would be well for the country if more of its cities were\\ndead-alive m the same healthy, active, progressive sense. We are not pre-\\nsumptous therefore, when, looking over the union to find our absentees, we\\nsay Bring tliese men home.\\nAnd home they are coming, to renew their youth and to re-acquaint\\nthemselves with the scenes of Auld Lang Syne But more attractive to\\nthem than beautiful landscapes or historic lucalities, or the haunts of trade,\\nwill be the old time residence, and the family mansion. I seem even now\\nto hear them say, Here is the same old house. This is the room in which\\nmy cradle was rocked. In that apartment I was married, ten, twenty,\\nthirty years ago. On that door-siU I used to sit and sing when a little\\nchild How often have I swung tliere on the gate. Up here under the\\nroof I used to lie and listen to the foot- fall of the rain There is the brook\\nI waded in. Yonder is the orchard with the dear old gnarly trees. Away\\nthere lie the woods where I went nutting in the autumn, and where, in\\nthe spring time I sought the wild mayfiowers. Everywhere, everywhere\\nthe landscape is suggestive and memory-ful.", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0068.jp2"}, "69": {"fulltext": "61\\nOh, the joy of the rfunion oh, the happiness of the hours when, hack\\nfrom that oven, called Philadelphia, back from that furnace called New\\nYork, back from pent-up Boston, the Sons and daughters go rollicking\\nover the house, and thumb out the long silent notes, from the astonished\\nold piano, and invade attic precincts sacred to the bat, and ransack out. the\\nfamily relics, and forage in the pantry, laughing and crying by hysterical\\nturns to find themselves at home once more!\\nBut alas, what changes time has made. Alack, how many whom our\\nlonging eyes would gladly see and our aching hearts would rejoice to meet,\\nare beyond our greeting and caresses. How sad the festival for those poor\\nparents whose children cannot be with them on that day. How woeful\\nthe case of those whose home-coming shall find no father s welcome and no\\nmother s kiss awaiting them.\\nAnd ah how soon it will all be over. A day or two of musing or re-\\njoicing. A few brief hours of reunion, and then Good-bye and God bless\\nyou spoken at the door, uttered at the car window, said brokenlj\\ntearfully at the steamboat wharf. Soon, nothing will be left of the home-\\ncoming of 1873 but a memory. This like the former reunion, will fade\\ninto a tradition. For the fashion of this world passeth away.\\nMr. Martyn then went on to speak of this home-coming as a type of\\nthat eternal reunion which awaits the children of our heavenly father.\\nOn the following Sabbath, Rev. Mr. Martyn delivered another fine dis-\\ncourse on the Reunion, from the text Bless the Lord, my soul, and\\nforget not all his benefits. Rev. Dr. Lamson of Brookline, who occupied\\nthe pulpit at the Middle Street church in the forenoon, preached an elo-\\nquent discourse on Our Father s house. Other city pastors made allu-\\nsions to our jubilee.", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0069.jp2"}, "70": {"fulltext": "62\\nHIGH SCHOOL REUNION.\\nThe reunion of the graduates and members of the High Schools of this\\ncity at the tent, on the afternoon of the 5th, was a complete success. The\\nlong procession of lady and gentlemen graduates, the complete arrange-\\nments at the tent, together with the varied literary and musical entertain-\\nments, combined to make the reunion one of the most interesting and pleas-\\ning features of the celebration.\\nA brief sketch of the origin of the High School Association, may not\\nprove uninteresting. In answer to a call made in February, 1870, eleven\\nof themembers of the class which graduated from the Boys High School in\\n1864 assembled at the residence of one of the members and formed a class\\nassociation. C. A. Hazlett was elected President, C. 0. Walker, Vice\\nPresident, and Merrill Spalding, Secretary. The Association was formed\\nfor social and literary improvement and to perpetuate the acquaintances\\nand friendships made while at school. It was also the intention to inter-\\nest the members of other classes and whenever the opportunity presented to\\nhold a reunion of the graduates of the High Schools. Each year the class\\nhad a river excursion and picnic, and at the annuil meetings and sup-\\npers the class was entertained with speeches and histories by the mem-\\nDers, and original poems by one of their teachers.\\nIn June last. Rev. E. A. Rand of South Boston wrote to the teachers\\nof the High Schools, urging them to hold a reunion in July. Mr. Lewis\\nE. Smith, the principal of the Boys High School, left the arrangements\\nprincipally with tlie members of the class of 64 Association in which he\\nhad always taken a deep and prominent interest. The Class at once pro-\\nceeded to form an Association of the members and graduates of the Boys\\nHigh School and elected C. A. Hazlett, Chairman, and Arthur W. Walker,\\nSecretary.\\nAt the same time, Mr Aurin M. Payson, Principal of the Girls High\\nSchool formed an association of the members and graduates of that school\\nand was chosen President of it.\\nEach association completed its organization unaware of the movement\\non the part of the other, but as soon as acquainted with the fact a lively\\ncourtship was commenced and even the young ladies were not averse to\\nshowing their eagerness in joining hands and fortunes with the other or-\\nganization. The following marriage notice in the papers at this time indi-\\ncate that the courtship was short and successful.\\nMercantile Hall was filled again on Wednesday evening, June 18th,\\nwith the members and graduates of the High Schools. Tlie following list\\nof officers was chosen\\nFnsident, W. H. Y. Hackett.\\nVice-Fresldents, James T. Fields, Boston S. J. Nowell, New York\\nRev. E. A. Rand, So. Boston Mrs. C. C. Akerman, Portsmouth Miss\\nVirginia Bufford, Portsmouth.\\nHec. Secretary^ Willis G. Myers.\\nCor. Secretaries, Miss Mary W. Harratt, Miss Louise B. Rand.\\nDirectors, C. A. Hazlett, C. 0. Walker, Geo. W. Marston, Miss Lizzie S.\\nPray, Miss Georgie Hill.\\nThe President obtained permission of the Citizen s General Committee\\nto hold the reunion in the large tent. The whole management was placed\\nin the hands of the Directors who worked early aad late during the limited\\ntime allowed them to perfect the arrangements. They appointed Geo. W.\\nMarston, Master of Ceremonies at the tent; C. A. Hazlett, Chief Mar-\\nshal Dr. James A. Spalding, Floor Manager and L. P. Broughton, Chief", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0070.jp2"}, "71": {"fulltext": "63\\nUsher. The finance committee, consisting of Mr. Willie R. Foster, Mr.\\nGeo. E. Hodgdon, Miss Edith Gerrisli, and Miss Mary Haley, secured the\\nnecessary funds by subscription.\\nThe procession was formed on the Parade ground and marched promptly\\nat 2.30, in the following order:\\nPlatoon of Police.\\nU. S. Marine Band.\\nC. A. Hazlett, Chief Marshal Clarence 0. Walker, Albert H. Sides,\\nFloron Barri and Moses H. Call, Aids.\\nPresent members of Girls High School, A. M. Payson, Principal.\\nPresent members of Boys High School, L. E. Smith, Principal, Stephen\\nW. Chirk, Ass t. Hon. AV. H. Y. Hackett, James T. Fields, Esq., Geo. W.\\nMarston, Esq., and other officers of the Association.\\nClass of 64 Boys High School, Taylor Goodrich, President.\\nGraduates and former members residing in Boston.\\nNew York.\\nother cities.\\nAt Richard s Avenue the procession was halted at the request of a num-\\nber of ladies who graduated from the First Female School of Portsmoutli\\nabout the year 1830. A delegation of thirty-five ladies joined the pro-\\ncession with them and marched to the tent where seats had been reserved\\nfor them.\\nThe assembly was called to order in the tent, soon after three o clock, by\\nthe President of the High School association, Hon. W. H. Y. Hackett,\\nand the Divine benediction was invoked by Rev. Wm. G. Nowell, of\\nMaiden.\\nGraduates of the Portsmouth High Schools, Sons and Daughters of Ports-\\nmouth, In behalf of the teachers, pupils and graduates of our High\\nSchools, who have remained at the old homestead, I welcome you to the\\nhome of your childhood, to the scenes and associations of your school\\ndays, to these streets, so often enlivened by your walk and voice to this\\ntown, so full of pleasant memories, to hearts throbbing v/ith schoolmate\\nrecollections and afi ections.\\nAs you walk these streets, so familiar and I hope o dear, you will pass\\nno dwelling by whose fireside your progress and success in life have not\\nbeen discussed and enjoyed no home from which cordial welcomes, like\\nthe electric current over the wires, have not been passing to all portions of\\nthis country. For what state, what city, what town, is there in all this\\nbroad land, which has not felt the power of some son or the refining\\ninfluence of some daughter of Portsmouth (Applause.)\\nWe give you a hearty and cordial welcome, because you are of our\\nhousehold, and because you have done so much to reflect credit upon tlie\\nold homestead. You have enjoyed and profited by that system of univers-\\nal education planned and commenced by our ancestors before they were\\nable to provide comfortable dwellings for their families a system which\\nhas made New England the source and nursery of that culture and ex-\\npanding influence which to-day are shaping the institutions and the\\ndestiny of the North American continent.\\nThus trained and thus fortified, you have gone from us to new duties\\nand to new homes, in which you have done so much to make us proud as\\nwell as glad to see you. In the learned professions in art, literature and\\nscience, in all the departments of enterprise and business, and in all the\\nrelations of life, you have reflected honor upon yourselves and upon your\\ntown, and your schoolmates now greet you with a cordial and affectionate\\nwelcome. (Loud applause.)\\nMusic and song by the band.\\nMr. H. C. Baenabee. I think it will not be considered out of place if\\nI ask this audience to give three cheers for Harlow s Band, who, in the", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0071.jp2"}, "72": {"fulltext": "64\\nmusical exercises of yesterday and to-day have placed themselves in the\\nverv front rank of musical exponents.\\nThis call was vociferouslv responded to by the boys, and in milder\\nmeasure by the girls. The compliment was acknowledged by the band\\nwith a few strains of the Nation s Anthem Yankee Doodle. Then\\nMr. Frank W. Miller called for three cheers for the popular Barnabee, and\\nagain the tent rang with the shouts of the strong voiced and enthusiastic\\nyouth.\\nThe President. Ladies and Gentlemen: The object of this organization\\nis the revival and the preservation of school-day associations and sympa-\\nthies. When it was determined that the first public meeting of the asso-\\nciation should be coeval with the pleasant reunion we are now enjoying,\\nwe immediately felt the want of some one to speak for us, and we all,\\nunanimously, instinctively turned to that distinguished townsman of ours,\\nwho has on so many occasions indicated his sympathy with Portsmouth\\nand with its schools, who has done so much to widen and deepen the in-\\nfluence of the best authors of Great Britain and the United States, and\\nwho himself has now become a distinguished author. You will now have\\nthe pleasure of hearing from Mr. James T. Fields, of Portsmouth, tempo-\\nrarily sojourning in Boston. (Laughter.)\\nMr. Fields, on rising, was greeted with three hearty cheers, and read\\nthe following poem\\nDo I stand up and speak in a dream\\nAre these the loved scenes I once knew\\nIs that old Piscataqtia s stream.\\nRushing on to its ocean of blue?\\nvisions that never can fade!\\nbells that will evermore ring\\ntrees that are never decayed\\nbirds that forever will sing\\nYe voices that call from the past\\nYe hands that stretch out from the tomb,\\nYe dead lips that spoke to us last\\nWe think of you all without gloom\\nFor together we now meet again.\\nAnd no bond of love ever dies.\\nThe links are unseen, but the chain\\nReaches down to the heart from the skies.\\nWho tells us our beards have turned gray\\nThey are dyed with wild thyme, that is all;\\nThey are brown underneath, here to-day,\\nAnd the gray washes ofl at your call I\\nWho says he s rheumatic and stiff\\nTliat his eyes are beginning to fall?\\nHe is shamming it all, in a whiff\\nHe forgets to be gouty or pale I\\nWho dares to remind us of age\\nWe are all of us children again,\\n1 turn back the volume a page.\\nAnd I vow I am only just ten\\nMy satchel is slung on my back,\\n1 am running according to rule,\\nThe Old South is bidding me pack,\\nOr I shall be too late for school.\\nThere are hurrying feet on the stairs.\\nThere are bright eyes that beam in the sua,\\nAnd the master has ended the prayers,\\nAnd the work of the day has begun.", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0072.jp2"}, "73": {"fulltext": "65\\nI am conning my Virgil that s cool\\nMy Virgil twas yours, my good friend,*\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nThe copy you studied at school.\\nAnd afterwards kept it to lend.\\nAh, Cajsar, and Virgil, alas\\nAVhat ye gave me, how little I find\\nAh, great Viri Roma? ye pass,\\nAnd leave not a foot-print behind.\\nWhen T call up my Sallust, no voice\\nTo my earnest entreaty replies,\\nAnil Horace, the bard of my choice.\\nWhen I speak to him, instantly flies 1\\nThere were days when I lived with these men\\nIn yonder old room, full of dust\\nBut their speeches, so fresh to nie then,\\nAre speechless in mouths full of rust.\\nGeometry I where are the charms\\nThat sages have seen in your face I\\nTrigonometry great are the harms\\nYou conferred on a lad in this place I\\nWhen I ran my young head In a noose,\\nT was a hypothenuse, I declare,\\nAnd little could frustrums produce\\nIn a brain that of figures was bare.\\nAll my angles were very obtnse,\\nAnd quite circumscribed were my spheres\\nMy cosines were found of no use.\\nAnd my polj-gons ended in tears.\\nMy tangents flew off into space.\\nOn my solids no mortal could sup\\nMy zones were a frigid disgrace,\\nAnd my cube-roots would never come up I\\nLike a binomial bore, I was found\\nUnequal, and never could pass\\nYoung Treat thought me thwu, I ll be bound,\\nA small mathematical ass.\\nFor Sam had the head for a judge.\\nAnd equations to him were mere play\\nFrom the benches he never would budge,\\nTill he bore all the prizes away.\\nOn this map of the Past I unroll.\\nThose who taught us in youth are enshrined,\\nAnd I reverently trace on the scroll\\nThe toil that was earnest and kind.\\nAnd for nil our sins, obstinate days,\\nPaper pellets, potato pop-guns,\\nFor other most infamous ways\\nThat were practiced in school by the Sons\\nFor backslidings, a plentiful store.\\nFor follies of various degrees,\\nYe long suffering masters of yore.\\nForgiveness we ask on our kuees 1\\nExaminations! ye send\\nThrough mo now a whole quiver of fears,\\nAnd my hair always stands up on end\\nWhen my friend Mr. Elwyn appears\\nFor he made us construe and scan,\\nAnd knew when we did the thing wrong,\\nTurning to Hon. Mr. Ilackett, the chairman.", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0073.jp2"}, "74": {"fulltext": "66\\nAnd we decnioil liim the most learned man\\nThat Harvard had sent us along.\\nTwas an lienor to answer him right,\\nFor bis Greek and his Latin ran pure,\\nAnd when a boy got his verb right,\\nScholar Elwyn s endorsement was sure.\\nAnd can I forget in time s space,\\nOur friend through far years, without guile,\\nThe good Dr. Burroughs face\\nThat helped us along with a smile?\\nWhen he stood up and blessed the old school,\\n(I can see him just now full of love,)\\nWe somehow felt sure twas his rule\\nTo bring blessings down from above.\\nAnd I think, in these glad festal days\\nHe is not very far from us all,\\nFor he taught cheerful accents and grace,\\nAnd gave his whole heart to Love s call.\\nBut the moments are waning! tis time\\nThat I fold up my leaves with Farewell;\\nI came with this budget of rhyme,\\nAs a school-boy responds to the bell\\nYou called me, I sprang to my feet.\\nFor I felt the old fire of a boy:\\nYou called me, I could not but greet\\nMy brothers and sisters with joy.\\nCome Learning, come Virtue, and Truth,\\nAnd smile on thy votaries here;\\nWe meet round the altar of youth,\\nAnd pledge us by all that is dear;\\nBy hopes that are sacred to Right,\\nBy faith that is anchored in Heaven,\\nBy those who have passed from our sight,\\nBy love that no absence has riven,\\nAs brothers and sisters whose lot\\nWas cast on this beautiful shore,\\nTo honor this blessed old spot,\\nAnd to cherish and stand by it more\\nTo stand by each other, while here,\\nTo rally around the old scene,\\nTo help it along with good cheer.\\nAnd to keep all its memories green.\\nMusic by the Band.\\nMr. J. W. P. Carter. That we not all forget our mathematics, our\\nLatin, etc., I move we give three distinct, solid, a^nd prodigious cheers for\\nJames T. Fields, Esq.\\nThree cheers were given in a style corresponding to the requirements of\\nthe call, after which the President said\\nMy next duty is to announce and introduce Mr. Geo. W. Marston, as\\nMaster of Ceremonies on this occasion.\\nMr. Marston. Before reading the first sentiment, I would announce,\\nthat after the close of the speaking, dancing will take place in the tent, at\\nthe right, Dr James A. Spaulding acting as Floor Manager, assisted by\\nMessrs. William R. Foster, George W. Bartlett, D. Webster Barnabee,\\nPlumer D. Norton, Merrill E. Spalding, John L. Salter.\\nIt is evident that somebody thinks that crockery and High School edu-\\ncation should be mixed up together, for a notice has been handed me from\\nM. T. Betton Co., which, although I do not see its application, I will", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0074.jp2"}, "75": {"fulltext": "67\\nread: A sale of crockery and glass ware will take place at the close of\\nthe dancing. [Laughter.]\\nNow, please listen to The First Regular Sentiment Portsmouth,\\nHer past, her present, and her promise.\\nThe President. It is expected that Mr. Israel Kimball will respond\\nto this sentiment.\\nADDRESS OF ISRAEL KIMBALL.\\nMr. President, Ladies and Ocntlemen. As I was sitting one afternoon, a\\nfew days before 1 left the city of Washington, my thoughts recurred to\\nmy old home in Portsmouth, and to the anticipated meeting on tliis occa-\\nsion, and I got lost for a while in a reverie; but coming out, I took up my\\npen, thinking I could write out some of my recollections of Portsmouth,\\nfor I am not a native-born citizen, but only a citizen by adoption, a\\nformer schoolmaster, and a very poor one at that. Nevertheless, I was\\ntolerated here in your midst for eighteen years. Since that time, for elev-\\nen years, I have been one of the greatest publicans (1 do not say Repub-\\nlicans) in the country, and perhaps may be thought to be one of the great-\\nest sinners. But, as I was going to say, I wrote out some few reminis-\\ncences of Portsmouth, thinking that if I was called upon to say any thing,\\nI might read from my manuscript; but I do not believe I shall be able to\\ndo it this afternoon, for I find that I am laboring under a very severe\\ncold, and I think my lungs would give out before I could proceed beyond\\na very few pages. Under these circumstances I will call upon my son\\nwho was educated in the High School, in part, to read the manuscript.\\nMr. Geo. G. Kimball read as follows\\nThough silence on this occasion and in this presence, after the eloquent\\nwords to which you have listened from the gentlemen who have already\\naddressed you, might much better become me than speech though I am\\nunable to claim this as the city of my birth, or New Hampshire as the\\nState of my nativity though I belong here only by adoption, and cannot\\nclaim to be a returned Son, in the same sense as you apply the term to\\nyour sons who have gone from ou and established for themselves homes\\nelsewhere; for though I have been absent from the city now nearly eleven\\nyears, 1 have all the while maintained my home in Portsmouth, and have\\nalways once a year returned to spend with you a few weeks, to enjoy a\\nquiet rest after months of hard toil. And always once, and sometimes\\ntwice a year, if the occasion seemed to call for it, I have made a tlying\\nvisit to this city of my adoption to exercise the freeman s right of voting.\\nGranting that as a returned Son I have no right to be heard on this occa-\\nsion, nevertheless in consideration of the fact that I have travelled five\\nhundred miles, making my visit a month earlier than I otherwise would\\nhave done, in order that I might be with you on this interesting occasion,\\nI trust you will indulge me in a brief speech.\\nOn this 250th anniversary of the first settlement of our city, whether we\\nclaim it as ours by birth, or only by adoption on this anniversary of our\\nnational inde[iendence, a day which ought to be, if it is not, dearer to\\nevery American citizen now than ever before, since we have as the result\\nof our late war, an undivided country, and one people, without a single\\nslave in all the land to hold up his fettered limbs, and to shake his gall-\\ning cliains in mockery of our boasted freedom on this day destined to\\nbe memorable in the annals of our city for this second general re-union\\nof her sons and daughters, when from the north and the south, from the\\neast and from the west, having left their adopted homes, left their business,\\ntheir professions, and variouii occupations, they have come together liere,\\ncome to old Portsmouth with the same spirit, and, I presume, with much\\nof the same feeling as prompted the Jews, the tribes of Israel, in the days\\nof the Psalmist, to go up to Jerusalem, from all the surrounding countries, to\\ngive thanks unto the name of the Lord, and to pray for tlie peace and", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0075.jp2"}, "76": {"fulltext": "68\\nprosperity of Jerusalem on this day, and on such an occasion as this,\\nit is not so difScult to speak as it is, from the multitude of thoughts and\\nsubjects that crowd upon the mind, to select those most fitting and ajtpro-\\npriate for the occasion, and for the limited time allowed to a single speak-\\ner. Being, as I have said, only an adopted son among you, I must leave\\nit entirely to the native born sons and daughters to tell you how dear\\nto the mind are the scenes of their childhood as now not recollections,\\nbut a re-inspection presents them to view. Pictures as vivid as those\\npresented in the song of theOld Oaken Bucket, have been sketched by\\nour own native poets of ever} famous spot in and around Portsmouth.\\nSo let me say to the returned son or daughter, who has not time to visit\\nevery spot he loved so well to visit in his childhood and youth, or, if per-\\nchance, in the march of progress and the growth of our city some of the\\nold land marks have disa[ipeared and cannot be found, no matter how\\ndiligently the search may be made, purchase, before you leave the city,\\nthe songs of our native bards. And especially would I recommend you to\\npurchase the poems, just published of our sufi ering, blind, sweet singing\\nbrother. Drown, and purchase the Rambles about Portsmouth, by our late\\nbeloved and deceased citizen, Charles W. Brewster, Esq., and as often as\\nyou read therefrom you shall revisit in fancy and imagination, aye, and in\\nsweet recollection too, every loved spot which in youth or childhood may\\nhave been dear to you.\\nOften does it happen when the young man leaves his home, leaves tho\\nplace of his nativity for a sojourn in other lands, and returns after long\\nyears of absence, that he finds everything changed. The people are\\nchanged and the place is changed, and he seeks in vain for a look of recog-\\nnition, or for one familiar object. By a law of our being the people of\\nevery place must change.\\nLess than twenty years ago your honored Mayor was a pupil of mine\\nin one of tho schools of this city, and it gives me great pleasure, now, and\\nhere, to say that he was a good boy, and, according to my experience and\\nobservation, good boys seldom fail, if thej live, to make good men. Maj or\\nMarvin was a good boy, and by his diligence and close application to his\\nbooks, by his respect for order and good government, and oy his willing-\\nness to be governed, gave early evidence that he possessed one of the first\\nqualifications requisite in him wlio is called to govern others, viz., ability\\nto govern himself. Representing the City in its Council, representing it to-\\nday in the various committees of reception given to her returned sons and\\ndaughters, representing it in its newspaper presses, in the legal profession,\\nin almost every other profession, and in its active business interests are\\nmen I am proud, to-day, to take by the hand and greet as former pupils of\\nmine, pupils of mine during the period I had the honor of being a co-labor-\\ner with those faithful and worthy teachers whom you all deliglit to remem-\\nber, Harris and Nichols and Senter and Chesley, all of whom have passed\\naway since the last re-union, and Hoyt, Deraeritt, Payson and Ambrose\\nstill living, not to name the score or more of learned and faithl ul women\\nwho labored and co-operated together to educate and to train up the then\\nrising generation in the way they should go. These pupils of ours are\\nthe men and women who mainly represent the city to- day at home, and\\nmany of them are numbered among the returned sons a:id daughters who\\nhonorably represent our city among the people where they now dw^l,\\nand whose presence here to-day is to me a source of unbounded deliglit.\\nThe changes I have spoken of in the population and the people of the city\\nmay render it necessar} to introduce to our people the returned sons and\\ndaughters, for I have to acknowledge that so changed have become the\\npeo{ile during the 11 years I have been absent from it that I do not\\nnow recognize one in ten of the people I meet on the street, whereas I for-\\nmerly knew them all, at least, by sight. But I can assure our friends that\\nthey can, without danger of getting lost, and without a guide, visit any", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0076.jp2"}, "77": {"fulltext": "69\\nand every part of the city from Christian Shore, to New Caatle Bridge, and\\nfrom Noble s Island, by the Creek, or by the Pound, to the Plains. A few\\nof the old land marks are gone, but the city has not spread itself much. A\\nfew new streets have been opened. But all the thoroughfares leading\\nfrom the city into the country, and all the old streets, and lanes of the city\\nremain about as they were 30 years a^o, or at laast as they were fifty\\nyears ago.\\nIn its population, according to the returns of the late census, Portsmouth\\n\u00e2\u0080\u00a2hows no increase, but on the contrary a decrease, within the last twenty\\nyears, of nearly 500 persons. This ma}^ seem strange to a Portsmouth\\nborn man returned here to-day from the West, where cities are born in a\\nday, and grow with such amazing rapidity cities with ten, twenty, forty\\nand fifty thousand inhabitants, where but a few years ago the native for-\\nests stood with all their grandeur, and broad rivers flowed onward toward\\nthe ocean knowing no sound save the dashing of their own waters. To our\\nfriends, if any such are here to-day from the city of Chicago, where they\\nhave seen an increase in population during the last 20 years of from\\n30,000, to 300,000, or to our friends from Brooklyn and New York,\\nin the former of which city s population, during the last twenty years,\\nhas advanced from 96,000 to 39(5,000, and in the latter from 500,000\\nto nearly a million or to our friends from any of the large cities of the\\nEastern and Middle States, where the census returns show corresponding\\nincrease. Or to one who has returned to his former home in this city af-\\nter a residence of ten years in our national Capital, where prior to the war\\nthere was a population of less than 50,000, but which has to-day a popu-\\nlation of 130,000 a city then aptly, though derisively styled the city of\\nmagnificent distances, but which, since the incubus of slavery has been\\nlifted from her body, politic has leaped into the front rank of interesting\\nand beautiful cities a city with broader, better graded, and better paved\\nstreets and avenues, with public parks, gardens and fountains intorspersed,\\nwith more area of finely paved sidewalks, and with a better drainage than\\nany other city in this country a city with a church for every 1000 of its\\ninhabitants, with its New England system of free schools, with new and\\nelegant school houses, rivaling in beauty of architecture, and in conven-\\nience of arrangement the very best school houses in the land, with new\\nand elegant buildings both public and private, going up in every direction,\\nthe results of modern improvement, and visible evidence of progress; to\\none accustomed to see these things and to participate in them, it may, it\\nprobably does seem strange to him, on his returning to this his native\\ncity, to find her just about the same as she was wlien he left, sitting like\\nan old lady serenely under the shadow of her old elms and maples, looking\\nthrough her gold-bowad spectacles, contemplating apparently the crowl\\nof strangers who come annually at this season of the year, to eat some of\\nher cod fish and chowder, and to bathe a little in the ocean water, which at\\nevery tide rise and fall at her feet, and which through the channel of her\\nbeautiful Piscataqua flow constantly by her doors.\\n111 fares the land, to hastening ills a prey,\\nWhere wealth accumulates, and men decay.\\nDoes this couplet from Goldsmith s Deserted Village aptly illustrate the\\npresent condition of Portsmouth I think not. There has been undoubt-\\nedly an increase in the wealth of our city during the last 30 years, and\\nO large increase, in the aggregate, but no accumulations. The tendency\\nhas been to a more equal distribution, which manifests itself in the greatly\\nimproved appearance of the city. Of all the old and early settled towns\\nin New England, with which I am acquainted, no one has within the last\\n30 years improved its general appearance more than tlie city of Ports-\\nmouth. True, its population has not increased, nor has the number of\\nits dwelling houses and other buildings been much changed. But I very", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0077.jp2"}, "78": {"fulltext": "70\\ndistinctly recollect how it looked to me in 1844 when I first came here to\\nlive. There were then, as now, some magnificent old mansion houses,\\nwith their fine gardens, and beautiful surroundings, which gave an historic\\ninterest to the place. But the city itself looked old and eiiete. its streets\\nwere uncared for, untravelled, and fast growing over to grass. Its side-\\nwalks were poor and neglected. Its buildings were old and covered with\\nthe moss of age. Its fences were dilapidated, antiquated and bore but\\nslight marks of paint. Its wharves were destitute of shipping, and its ware-\\nhouse 07ice filled with the products of foreign ports, tenantless. Every-\\nwhere were signs of old age, decrepitude, and decay.\\nBut how IS it to-day I refer not to the beautiful decorations and\\nadornments put on for this particular occasion, this national holiday, this\\njubilant celebration of her 250th birthday, tliis grand reception day for her\\nsons and daughters who have come to see her and renew their allegiance\\nto their old mothers, and kiss the old hand that guided their footsteps in\\nchlidhood and youth. But what is her every-day appearance? Travel\\nthrough these streets, any day and you shall find them well filled with peo-\\nple eagerly intent on business, or pleasure. New and beautiful churches\\nand school houses occupy old sites, or adorn new ones. The streets and\\nsidewalks have not only been greatly improved, but they are everywhere\\nadorned with choice sliade trees. Uld and dilapidated buildiugs have\\nbeen removed or repaired. The painters have been abroad over the whole\\ncity, and, as a result, the old city seems to-day decked in garments of white\\nand green, with garlands of flowers adorning her head, youthful in appear-\\nance and beautiful as a young bride adorned to meet her husband.\\nThirty years ago our city had the reputation, notwitiistandmg the visi-\\nble signs of decay to which I have just alluded, of being a wealthy city;\\nand for those times, undoubtedly, there were here large accumulations of\\nwealth, the results of a former prosperous commercial business. These\\naccumulations of wealth remained in ttie city long after the decline of her\\ncommerce. But vested capital, government bonds which pay no taxes,\\nbank stocks and railroad stocks, securities very convenient and desirable\\nto the individual holder, but which add no facilities for the business of a\\ncity, and give no employment to its laborers, are of but small advantage\\nto a city mere accumulated wealth which gives no stimulant to business,\\nnor employment to labor is a general curse instead of being, as it ought to\\nbe, a universal blessing.\\nWe claim for our city an increase of its material wealth during the last\\n2u years, and the assessor s valuations show it equally with the facts\\nwhich I have cited. Another query I propose to an. ^wer. Has there\\nbeen any decay in her men I say no, the late census of the United States\\nto the contrary notwithstanding. True the late census tables show a\\npopulation less in 1870 by 477 persons than in 1850. But does this prove\\nthe men and women of the last generation wanting in vitality or that\\nthey have failed to multiply posterity in the same ratio as in other cities?\\nNot at all. The men of Bortsmouth show no signs of decay. Look for a\\nconfirmation of this statement to the late published rolls of names of absent\\nsous and daughters. I have been perfectly amazed to see the long rolls\\nof names of persons of Portsmouth origin who have left their native city\\nand gone to seek permanent, or temporary homes, in other places, and\\nwho help swell the population of other cities and towns. Scattered throuj^\\nthe length and breadth of the land, go where you will, you shall find there\\nsome i ortsmouih-born citizen, son or daughter. Could these people all\\nhave been kept at home, the city now would not have had houses enough\\nto contain its population.\\nThere are in filty cities of the United States no less than 29,000 persons\\nwho were born in New Hampshire. And of the population of our neigh-\\nboring city of Boston more than 7,O00 were born in New Hampshire,\\nand a very large number of these were born in our city. These facts", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0078.jp2"}, "79": {"fulltext": "71\\nare sufficient to show why Portsmouth has made no increase in Aer popu-\\nlation according to the census returns.\\nThe average rortemouch boy is ambitious, too ambitious and too enter-\\nprising to settle down for life, at home, while other cities oifer him so\\nmuch wider and so much more tempting fields. The average Portsmouth\\nboy is well trained and well educated, and possesses an aptness for buainesa\\nwhich makes him in demand, and which secures for him higher positions\\nand better reward elsewhere than he can hope to obtain at home.\\nPortsmouth young ladies have ambition too, and besides being trained\\nup under good home influences, they all have the benefit of our admirable\\nsystem of public schools, which have been established and sustained with\\na liberal policy, and under the idea that in matters of education there\\nshould be no discrimination on account of sex, that the means of educating\\nfemales should be equal in every respect to the means provided for edu-\\ncating males. The Portsmouth young ladies are beautiful too, for which\\nthey are not to be blamed, beautiful as the Sabine women of old, the envy\\nof their Roman neighbors. You know well how the Romans, by stratagem,\\nand even at the risk of war, snatched the beautiful Sabine young ladies\\nfrom their parents. Well, a great many of Portsmouth s young ladies\\nhave in like manner been snatched, from time to time, from their parents,\\nto become the wives of the young men, the modern Raptores of other cities.\\nIn the manner I have thus alluded to, has our city been drained of its\\nnatural increase of population. Her sons have gone out voluntarily her\\ndaughters have been taken, nolens volens.\\nBut, notwithstanding this great drain, enough are left behind and of the\\nright kind too, to take care of the city and its interests; enough to guard\\nWell the old penates and to keep the hres still brightly burning on the old\\nhearth stones. At their summons we come up here to-day as to a common\\nhome. Our hearts warm at the welcome reception given us. From all\\nparts of the land we have heard your call to come home, to come to this\\ncommon feast which you have so generously provided, to come to this 5th\\nsemi-centennial anniversary of the first settlement of old Strawberry Bank,\\noffering to all the freedom of the city and the hospitality of its citizens.\\nNo other city in this country ever thought of thus collecting together her\\nabsent sons and daughters, and no sons and daughters of any other city\\never eo spontaneously gathered themselves together on such an occasion\\nbefore. We come because you have called us. We come called by the\\nday and the occasion. We come to unite our congratulations with yours\\nfor all that Portsmouth has been in the past and for all she promises to be\\nin the future. Boasting of an age running back to the time of the very\\nfirst settlements made in the country, and thence onward through all the\\nvicissitudes and changes of 250 years, you behold her to-day in appearance\\nyoung and beautiful, with no signs of decay any where apparent. She is\\nwithout spot or wrinkle or any such thing as a precursor of old age. As\\nDaniel Webster, for years one of our citizens, once said of Massachusetts,\\n80 we may say of old Portsmouth, that her past history is safe.\\nThree cheers were demanded for our old and respected teacher, Israel\\nKimball. and given with great heartiness and evident sincerity.\\nSecond Regular Sentiment Our Teachers. Sometimes blessings in\\ndisguiBe. Our chastenings only furnished momentary clouds, that had\\ntheir golden lining. In the light of after sunshine, we honor them for\\ntheir fidelity, respect them for their stern virtues and trust their teach-\\nings. Their eloquent appeals, which detained us many half hours beyond\\nBchool hours, and their infrequent use of the rod have had the effect to\\nmake us better men and women, stronger in self-control, with loftier aims\\nand aspirations. May they be forever blessed\\nThe President. Mr. Aurin M. Patson is expected to respond to the\\nconfession of the Master of Ceremonies.\\nMr. Payson said Mr. President, Graduates and members of Ports-", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0079.jp2"}, "80": {"fulltext": "72\\nmouth High Schools I am exceedingly happy to meet you here to-day.\\nAll the circumstances save one, connected with this occasion are very\\npleasant; and that ojie, perhaps I magnify beyond its real importance,\\nstill I feel embarrassed for as I look over this assembly and see these\\nyoung ladies and young gentlemen, gathered here in so great numbers, I\\nfind myself, as an eloquent son of Portsmouth said twenty years ago, all\\nat once in sympathy with the old lady, whose tenement was leather and\\nknew not what to ao. Changing the original of the story-book a little, I\\nmight truly assert,\\nThere was an old teacher,\\nI ve oft heard him pray,\\n\u00e2\u0096\u00a0When he met all his pupils,\\nHe d know what to say.\\nAmid the delightful distractions of the present week, I have been una-\\nble to collect ana concentrate thought for even this glad hour.\\nThe grand mistake in the life of teachers, has always seemed to me to\\nbe this that they attempted too many things and became distinguished\\nin nothing. But to-day I am half inclined to reject the sentiment alto-\\ngether for who can think of the merchant princes, lawyers, physicians,\\nclergymen, editors, authors, members of state and national legislatures,\\nartists and teachers, whose names we, dear and time honored co-laborers,\\ncan place on the list of our pupils, and not feel a becoming pride on\\nsuch occasions as this What branch of honorable business, national or\\ncommercial enterprise, in which they may not be found It was a great\\nsatisfaction to hear one of their number so highly complmented by the\\ngallant Col. s chief of staff, who represented the New York delegation\\nyesterday, in this tent.\\nLet me tell you, sir, the present actors will play their part equally as\\nwell as those who are slowly retiring to the more shady scenes of life.\\nThey may not speak or write more logically and elegantly than Fields\\nand Laignton, who charmed us with their eloquence yesterday, nor preach\\nmore forcibly than one who addressed us then and here. But I do say\\nand say it without fear of contradiction, that if the enemies of human\\nprogress, attempt to obstruct their pathway, they will take the battery\\nat the point of the bayonet they will carry the enemy s works by storm.\\nThe world is to be handed over to civilization and the light of letters,\\nand the Man of sorrows is yet to be the head of triumphant le-\\ngions\\nGo into any stirring, enterprising locality of earth, and if you can find\\na Portsmouth High school boy or girl, an inch even behind the foremost\\nin business, or any good work, it will appear in next year s almanac, as\\none of the strange phenomena of the season If there be such a one,\\nthere must be something unnatural about it. I might mention a list of\\nworthies but it would be invidious, I can only tell you where you can\\nhave your wants supplied. If you need books, go to the world-renowned\\npublishing houses of Boston, New York and Philadelphia\\nIf you want diamond rings and jewelry, inquire in this assembly of the\\ndealers themselves. If you wish to know why all the sheep and camels\\nare rushing to shelter for dear life, go to the large woollen jobbing houses\\nof the same cities. Are you in search for dealers in drugs and meflicines,\\ninquire at the paternal mansion in Richards avenue before you take the\\ncars and so I miglit say of all kinds of business, and of the earnest\\nminds that manage^these branches of industry. But time is not allowed\\nme, sir, to tell of the Gideons and Baraks, and the hundreds, whose\\nnames I could mention with exceeding great pleasure. Still in- behalf\\nof those who have preceded me as speakers let me predict that no pupil\\nshall ever fail of success in life, if he or she do but follow the faithful and\\nexcellent instruction that they have received. Twenty years of my life\\nI have endeavored to fill the oflice of Principal of the Portsmouth High", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0080.jp2"}, "81": {"fulltext": "73\\nSchools, about ten years in each, and when you shall meet here again as\\nmany years hence, you can decide for yourselves, whether or not my pre-\\ndiction is true.\\nLoud applause and three cheers for Mr. Payson.\\nThird Regular Toast-.\u00e2\u0080\u0094 The class of 1864. The first to form a Class\\nAssociation, may its action and success be contagious.\\nThe President this sentiment will be responded to by a graduate who\\nhas caught the contagion, and given it to several others. Mr. Charles C.\\nHazlett.\\nResponse of C. 0. Hazlett\\nMr. President I thank you for your kind and flattering introduction.\\nLadies and Gentleman it is with sincere pleasure that I respond for the\\nclass of 64, for to the members of that class more than to any other, be-\\nlongs the honor of effecting this Reunion here to-day. A few years after\\ngraduating, the members of my class formed a Class Association not only\\nfor their own benefit and enjoyment but with the hope that at some future\\nday a Reunion of the graduates and members of both schools might be ef-\\nfected.\\nWe have every year since organizing had our annual Supper (and good\\nones they have been too), our river excursions, and, most important of all,\\nour Class Secretary has kept a complete record of the residences, occupa-\\ntions and successes of the various members. And the very fact that such\\na record is kept, is an incentive to each member, or at least I know it is\\nto me, to maEe each of our records as honorable and successful as that of\\nany of our classmates. I hope this Association will be as successful as\\nhas that of the class for which I have the honor to respond.\\nFourth Regular Toast; The Studi/ of the Classics. The golden key,\\nunlocking the doors of some of the richest treasure-houses of our language.\\nThe President. This sentiment will be responded to by a young lady\\nwho holds the key, and knows how to use it.\\nResponse of Miss Susie P. Spaulding\\nThe Golden Key which unlocks the richest treasures of our language\\nis turned but by a few. Some turn it partly round, a very ambitious few\\nonly turn it entirely around. Saxe very happily describes one who never\\nturned the key as follows\\nNovis, whose silly claim to high position\\nIs genuine, if wealth can make it true,\\nA youth whose stock petroleum, not patrician,\\nShines none the less for being fresh and new,\\nStaniling before a flaming placard sees.\\nAnnouncing thus the lecture of the night\\nBy Everett The Age of Pericles.\\nNovis, half doubting if he reads aright.\\nRepeats the words, soliloquizing loud,\\nThe age of Pericles! I wonder now\\nThat such a theme should gather all this crowd\\nThat throng the door with such a mighty row;\\nThere isn t one among them, I ll engage.\\nThat cares a fig about the fellow s age.\\n(Laughter and applause.)\\nFifth Regular Toast The High School Scholars of Strawberry Bank,\\nIts earliest and sweetest fruit.\\nThe President. I propose to set before you some of our ripened fruit\\nand will call upon Rev. Edward A. Rand, of South Boston.\\nResponse by Rev. Edward A. Rand of South Boston.\\nMr. President, Ladies and Gentlemen\\nI am thinking what a splendid christening this child of our love, the\\nHigh School Association will receive. And if it starts with so much\\neclat, what will its future be? I am asked to speak about some of the\\nsummer fruit in Old Strawberry Bank. As a lady has preceded me, and^a", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0081.jp2"}, "82": {"fulltext": "74\\nsecond represented by me is to follow, and then a third is to speak, I can\\nbut think in what a quantity of tlie sweetest of this summer fruit I am\\npacked.\\nI would call your attention, Mr. President, to two features of this sum-\\nmer fruit. I think it was old Izak Walton who said that God might have\\nmade a better berry, but it was evident he had not. We may say of our\\nHigh School scholars that possibly there might have been better boys and\\ngirls, but as a fact we don t believe there have been.\\nAnotlier feature of this summer fruit is that it don t perish. The straw-\\nberry leaves on my badge have begun to spoil. The fruit grown on Old-\\nStrawberry Bauk does not wither. The mind of our scholars is not de-\\ncaying. The body may lose, the mind improves. I met to-day one whom\\nwe would call an old boy. He said I am just the same as ever. Lift-\\ning his hat, he showed something of a snowy expanse. As we grow old-\\ner, though we may not have a W ebsterian brain, we are apt to get a\\nWebsterian brow. Our friend while affirming that he was just the same,\\nadded, 1 am only a little more barefoot up here.\\nThough the body may lose, the mind is just the same. Indeed our sum-\\nmer fruit improves. And to show this, I will read these verses prepared\\nby one who was formerly an enthusiastic member of our Girls High\\nSchool, and as she could not be here to-day, I am very glad to read these\\nverses for her. I refer to Mrs. Carrie Whiton, of South Boston. (Loud\\napplause.)\\nCOMING HOME.\\nThis Is our birth-place Lo from East and West,\\nFrom North and South, a welcome here we claim\\nWonderinj;, iu fields our childhood s feet have pressed,\\nIf birds will slug the same\\nWondering, if sighing trees that skirt the town,\\nWith the same sweetness, older hearts will thrill,\\nOr roses with their beauty laden aown,\\nBlush by the wayside etiU.\\nBack through life s changing scenes our memories run,\\nNor yet have known the summer hues as bright\\nAs when we saw our hope s unshadowed sun\\nWith youth s unshadowed sight.\\nYet as to-day, with graver mien, we meet.\\nAnd tread again the iinforgotten ways,\\nWe clasp each other s hands with hearts that beat\\nAs in our earlier days.\\nOver the blinding mist of years we pass.\\nAnd iu the light familiar faces rise\\nEven the clover swinging in the grass.\\nLooks brighter to our eyes.\\nBeneath the elms tliat sheltered us in play\\nWe look in eyes that kindle as of yore\\nAnd lo our cares drop silently away,\\nAnd we are young once more.\\nWhat matter if the touch of time has wrought\\nIts chisellings on each remembered face\\nThe sculptor of the soul, whose name is Thought,\\nGives every line a grace.\\nAnd 80 with outspread hands, we say All hail\\nThis great Reunion but preludes the one\\nWhen the Eternal hand shall lift the veil\\nFrom the Eternal Sun.\\nThere, neath the unchanging splendor of the skies.\\nEach soaring soul, a higher beauty given,\\nGod s great All hail from hosts on hosts shall rise\\nIn our new birthplace heaven!", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0082.jp2"}, "83": {"fulltext": "75\\nI think, Mr. President, and Ladies and Gentlemen, that these verses\\nprove that our summer fruit keeps well, and improves with time.\\nSixth Regular Toast-. Tke Education of oar Laughters, as advanced\\nas that of our iSons. The civilization that has passed beyond the distinc-\\ntions of caste, color and creed, should not halt at that of sex. [Applause.]\\nThe Peesident. Ladies and Gentlemen. This sentiment will be re-\\nsponded to, by a lady who has already shown that she knows how our\\ndaughters ought to be educated Miss Sara L. Garrett.\\nRESPONSE OF MISS SARA L. GARRETT.\\nWhile all the sentiments proposed here this afternoon are worthy of\\nemanating from the mmds of our graduates, this we hold to be one of the\\nmost noble, embodying j ears of labor of our ancestors, and the hopes and\\ndesires of the present generation. Not many years ago it was deemed un-\\nnecessary for girls to have an education. Let the boys attend college,\\nand the girls manage the affairs of the household and tend the babies. Now\\nwe would not change this, but we argue if woman is to have the training\\nof the men of the future generation, in their most tender and impressible\\nyears, implant ideas and cultivate tastes which shall color their lives and\\nperliaps cling to them while life sliall last she must have all tlie advan-\\ntages of a liberal education. Colleges must throw open their doors some\\nof ihem have already done so and we believe the time not very far dis-\\ntant when Dartmouth and Harvard will not only throw wide open their\\ndoors, but each will regret she was not the first to welcome the girls.\\nTruly, civilization marches forward witli rapid footsteps, leaving traces\\nof her presence which will never be effaced like the circle made by the\\nlittle pebble cast in the ocean widening and widening till its limits are\\nlost in the boundless waters. Let us cast our eyes back to the time of our\\nmartyred President. Who of us thought the time had come when the poor\\nbenighted Africans, (God s children as well as we) who of us, I say,\\nthought these people would be freed from their bondage placed on a level\\nwith their former masters, allowed the right of ballot, and given an equal\\nshare in the government of our country Lincoln was hooted at, railed at\\nas a madman by many, yet he had faith to believe that a just God would\\nsustain the right; and we all know the result.\\nAnd now i would like to ask this question do you place your colored\\nbrethren, your naturalized foreigners, on a higher plane than your mothers,\\nyour wives and your daughters y Like Pat, you would give an evasive an-\\nswer and say there can be no comparison but we say, actions speak\\nlouder than words.\\nDo you say women are not educated? What is your standard Tell us,\\nthat we may attain unto it, for we know we would do anything to please\\nyou. But IS your half intoxicated foreigner, who has just cunning enough\\nto sell his vote and just strength enougti to drag himself to the ballot with\\nanother man s idea is he educated But perhaps you may say we think\\ntoo tenderly of you to expose you to calumny and insult. Let us not for-\\nget, sisters, that while many of us have fathers, husbands or brothers to\\nprotect and represent us, there are thousands of noble-minded women, in\\nthe great cities, battling with stern necessity, crushed down by oppression\\nand i tell you since such is the case, it is time something should be done\\nthat the down-trodden of our sex should be uplifted and the ignorant\\neducated, that all may pursue their way, guided by a God-given conscience\\nin thti paths he has marked out for them. Let us not forget them, but\\nmake our education the means of benefitting those less fortunate. Let ua\\ncultivate conscience in this as in all else, that it may be for us a constant\\nguide.\\nSeventh Regular Sentiment: The Ladies. Our brightest and most\\nprecious jewels. In honoring them, we honor ourselves.", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0083.jp2"}, "84": {"fulltext": "The President, Mr. Frank W. Miller, is expected to honor himself\\nby responding to that sentiment.\\nRESPONSE OF FRANK W. MILLER.\\nMr. President,\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Z/a(^ie.s and Gentlemen, Brothers and Sisters. I am\\nvery happy to be here, I don t mean on tliis platform, but here among\\nyou, notwithstanding I am to do such a fearful stint in a hot afternoon.\\nLet us see what it is. I did not hear of it until a couple of hours ago, and\\nI wish I had not heard of it at all. The Ladies Our brightest and most\\nprecious jewels. In honoring them, we honor ourselves. Am I expected\\nto speak /or the ladies, of the ladies, or to the ladies?\\nThe President. I don t know but all three.\\nMr. Miller. All three Thank you I think the ladies are capable of\\nspeaking for themselves; I have always found them so and I must be ex-\\ncused from speaking for them, I think, except very briefly. The idea of\\nfollowing, in re. iponse to a toast of this kind, the speakers that we had yes-\\nterday and have had to-day Fields, Peabody, and all the rest of them\\nNo, 1 will leave the ladies to speak for themselves, mostly and more\\nespecially as ladies have been called here and have spoken for themselves,\\nand spoken wisely and well. Furthermore my friend Rand (he ought to\\nhave known better; he used to carry papers for rne) has stolen my toast.\\nI had it all written out Strawberry Bank Fruit, and all that. He\\nmust have seen it on my desk. So 1 must omit that. Marston ought to\\nhave known better, too, (he is one of my old carriers), than to get me into\\nthis scrape. But it seems to me the sentiment expressed here is a little\\nselfish. I think the ladies should be loved for themselves, and honored for\\nthemselves, not to do honor to ourselves. We are taught to do good for its\\nown sweet sake, and not for any reward, and so I do, I hope. (Laughter.)\\nI saw a motto down on the street, and I took off my hat to it. 1 did not\\nneed to be reminded of it, but I was glad to see it there, that strangers\\nmight know it. The Girls, God bless them are all right. (Applause.)\\nWe all knew that before. It was merely for the information of strangers\\nfrom abroad.\\nNow, Mr. President, if I am expected to respond for the ladies on the\\n\u00e2\u0080\u00a2ground that I was a High School girl, I can t do it, sir; I plead not\\nguilty. (Laughter.) But I was the next thing to it: I took one of them\\nhome. That was the best I could do, Mr. President. I was not allowed to go\\nto the High School with the girls, I am sorry to say. Why, boys and girls,\\nwhen I went to the High School, under Mr. John P. Tasker, (of pleasant\\nmemory to me always,) and, for a few months only, under my friend\\nKimball (who was always exceedingly kind to rne, and I thank him,)\\nwhen I went to that school, in a sort of garret, or old rookery, where do\\nyou think they sent the girls to school In an old cellar under the Court\\nHouse! True as you live (Laughter.) And if I wanted to see one of them\\nat recess, I had to sneak down around that old Court house, and be there\\nwhen school let out. (Renewed merriment.) But that is not so How. You\\nsee young ladies going to school, and the young men happen round\\njust at the right time, and they walk u{) street together, as nice as can be.\\nThere is nt a bit of trouble! (Laughter and applause.)\\nI have not been able to attend many school exhibitions in fact, when\\nI have been, I have got so frightened, that I did not dare to go again. I\\nwas afraid the children would exhibit me, instead of ray exhibiting them.\\nBut once I did go down it was an hour or two after the exhibiton of the\\nmedal scholars there was a charming young lady there, (it was only a\\nshort time ago,) and she had a medal, and 1 could not but contrast the\\nschool there, 1 was going to tell a story, but it won t do to tell tales\\nout of schools, girls, and I guess I won t tell tliat. I fancy my wife is hete\\nsomewhere It was about the medal and I took it off of her neck, and\\nmade some remarks, and all that. (Merriment.) I guess I won t tell any", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0084.jp2"}, "85": {"fulltext": "77\\nthing about that, now. But, I want you to remember, girls and boys, to-\\nday, that the late Mayor Walker did as much or more than any other man\\nto give you the beautiful schools in which you now take so much pride, in\\nplace of the old under-ground room and the rookery in the garret.\\nAnd I want to say, to the credit of Mr. Marvin, that he insisted upon\\nclearing the girl s school out of that cellar under the Court House, and lie\\nshouM be remembered to-day for that. He ought to have something to\\nsay about children, for you know he has got a few of his own, and good\\nboys they are, too.\\nI remember, sir, on a certain occasion, when you and I were in the\\nnewspaper business together, there was a new daily paper started, and an\\nold fellow at the west end who had taken our paper for a good while, an\\nhonest old gentleman, sent a note down to the office, saying, you will\\nplease discontinue the Chronicle, for obvious reasons. I had known papers\\nstopped for all sorts of reasons, and for no reason, but this was something\\nnew. I was too old in the business to be disturbed by this, but my young\\nfriend was a good deal troubled; he did not know but we should have to\\nlower the old flag, and give up the ship. Now, I was not expected to\\nspeak for the ladies, for obvious reasons, but I will tell you a little story,\\nwhich may be apt on this occasion. It is not new, but perhaps you have\\nnot all heard it.\\nThe master of a country school was questioning his boys about religion\\nor theology (I guess he had more theology than religion in him, judging\\nby the result), and said he to a boy How many gods are there? The\\nboy thought it over, and said, Two Well the master gave him a whip-\\nping. 1 don t think that helped his knowledge much or his religion, or\\neven his theology. He asked the next boy How many gods are there?\\nHe thought he would go one better, and he said, Three, The master\\ngave him an outrageous whipping. Each scholar increased the number,\\nuntil one little fellow whose seat was near the window, got as close to it as\\nhe could, and when the question came to him, said Ten. The master\\nmade a dive for him, and he went out of the window like a shot. He walked\\naround, thinking that theological questions were verj^ difficult and trouble-\\nsome things, until he met a boy coming along with his books under his arm,\\nWhere are you going? I am going to school. A pretty fellow you\\nare to go to school: How many gods are there? One. Oh! you\\nlook well going down to school with your one god. I said there were ten,\\nand I nearly got my back broke. (Laughter and applause.) So if I should\\nundertake to speak too much for the ladies, I might want to jump over the\\nbounds, and I don t want to hurt any of them.\\nI was very glad to hear Brother Fields (perhaps I may call him so) come\\nout yesterday so squarely for the ladies. God bless them they are all\\nright, but the men don t treat them right. That is what s the matter. My\\nexperience and observation have been, invariably, that the ladies are not\\nonly equal to men, take them in education, or in any business capacity,\\nbut they are superior to men. I have no question to-day that there are\\na hundred women in this town who would succeed in business better than\\nany hundred men taken at random. That has been my experience, and\\nthe experience of all business men. Now, why should they not have an\\nequal chance with the men But when they used to put tlie young ladies\\ndown under the Court House, they put the boys up stairs; it was a ])retty\\ngood, airy place. They were afraid to give the women an equal chance,\\nthey were afraid they would beat the men and they will every time\\n(applause.) I go in for letting women have every thing they are entitled\\nto including good husbands, who neither smoke nor drink. (Applause.)\\nI am very glad, Mr. President, that an organization like this has been\\nformed. When I first heard of it, I said, That does not concern me I\\nnever went to the High School but come to think it over, I did. We\\nold fellows have almost forgotten it. We never had the girls asking us to", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0085.jp2"}, "86": {"fulltext": "7a\\ncome out evenings; they were shoved down under the Court House we had\\nto go after them evenings, or any other time, if we wanted to see them. I\\nam very glad of these social gatherings, and am very happy to take part\\nin them. I shall close with a very brief toa.st:\\nThe Oirh of Portsviouth, at home and abroad Give them an equal\\nchance with the boys. (Loud applause.)\\nEiQHTH Requlas Sentiment Our Siyigers. Their notes are never\\nprotested.\\nThe Presideitt. It is expected that this sentiment will be responded to\\nby a gentleman who is always on time, and who is somewhat given to\\nmaking us forgot its flight. It is expected that he will take up these notes,\\nfor the honor of the maker. I notify Henry C. Barnabee. (Enthusiastic\\napplause.)\\nRESPONSE OF HENRY C. BARNABEE.\\nI thank you most heartily, Mr. President, for the toast complimentary\\nto my profession, and you, Ladies and Gentlemen, for the kind reception\\nyou have accordeii me in connection with it. Were I in the habit of\\nmaking speeches, I know of no occasion when I should feel more in the\\nmood than the present, which calls up so many reminiscences of my school\\ndaj^s. Were I able to do so, I am afi aid I should have to appear in the\\ncharacter of the bad boy and recite some of the laughable experiences of\\nschool life, which though they might be fun for you, would be productive\\nof anything but that emotion in the breast of my old teacher, Mr. Kimball,\\n\u00e2\u0096\u00a0who i have no doubt is sitting there thinking of the fearful struggle he\\nhad in endeavoring to make rae walk in wisdom s pleasant ways.\\nI beg him, however, to believe that the spirit of fun which so exercised\\nhim was but the germ of that talent, which in later years, if it has not\\ndone anything for the world s advancement, has, I trust, effected some-\\nthing in furtherance of that gospel of cheerfulness so eloquently advocated\\nby our friend Mr. Fields of whom we all feel so proud. I am not vain\\nenough to suppose that you expected a speech from me. You only desire\\nan illustration of the sentiment of the toast, I therefore propose to sing\\nyou a song, and in order to avoid a visitation from the coat tail committee\\nwho are authorized to pull us down in five minutes, I shall do it at once.\\n1 have selected the song entitled the Cork Leg, not because of any\\nBpecial appropriateness for this place, but because of its potency on former\\noccasions in setting things in motion.\\nI beg to assure you of my warm interest in this celebration by the cheer-\\nfulness with which I throw myself into a violent perspiration. Let me\\nadd the hope that the sweet influence on this occasion will not close the\\npresent exercises, but, like tlie Dutchman s leg of which I am about to\\nsing to you, go on forever.\\nIn response to the vociferous applause which followed The Cork Leg,\\nMr. Barnabee said I should be very happy to answer your call, but I\\nbeg you to remember, that I am very nervous, and ever since I received\\nnotice that I was expected to do something here, I have eaten it, drank it,\\nand slept it, and now I am glad to get rid of it. I trust, therefore, that\\nyou will allow me to slip into my corner and enjoy the rest of the after-\\nnoon. [Applause.]\\nNinth Regular Sentiment: The High School Bojj of the future. A\\nWhat is it\\nThe President. This sentiment is expected to be answered by a gentle-\\nman who has shown abundantly what the High School Boy of the present\\nis. We expect to hear from the Hon. James Shaw, of Mobile.\\nRESPONSE OF THE HON. JAMES SHAW.\\nMr. President If you had called upon me to respond for the High School\\nBoy of the past, I might have been able to say something that would inter-", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0086.jp2"}, "87": {"fulltext": "79\\nest you and do justice to the subject; but the High School Boy of the\\nfuture opens up a field of discussion and speculation that I do not care\\nto enter upon this hot day. The High School Boy of the past is a figure\\naround which my fondest and most pleasant recollections cluster. I re-\\nmember him when he attended the old rookery on State street, the\\nchief distinction of which was, that the front door was on the back yard.\\n[Laughter.] I remember him when, as a bad boy, he bankrupted his\\npockets in spruce beer dissipation at Capt. Clark s restaurant, when the\\nnoble Hand and the lamented Laighton were the types we strove to emu-\\nlate. [Applause.] I have marched by his side through the dust of south-\\nern soil and beneath the heat of a southern sun. I have witnessed his\\ncourage under fire his patient endurance in the hospital and wherever\\nI have seen him, the training of Kimball and Payson, and the influence of\\nour old alma mater, have flowered into a manhood which it was a pride and\\npleasure to be associated with. [Applause.] And then the fellowship of those\\nboys only those can appreciate it who have met them in strange cities,\\nan^ in a hostile country. The recollections and reminiscences which an occa-\\nsion like that calls up, I tell you, friends, make it an oasis in the memory\\nof the absent Portsmouth High School Boy which dwells there for years.\\nOf the High School Boy of the future, will not say much, except that\\nI hope he will be worthy to succeed those who have gone before. In\\ntheir lives, he will find incentives to industry and perseverance, and in\\nthe death of many, he will learn the lesson, that\\nWhether on the scaffold high,\\nOr in the battle s van.\\nThe fittesi place for man to die\\nIs where he dies for man.\\nTenth Regular Sentiment; The Schoolmaster Abroad. Portsmouth\\nSchools are ever ready to meet any drafts which the needs of her sister\\ncommunities may make upon her supply of educated Sons and Daughters.\\nRESPONSE OF REV. WM. G. NOWELL, OF MALDEN.\\nI suppose I am called to respond to this sentiment because I have been\\ntrying to supply the needs of a Massachusetts town in the way of High\\nSchool teaching, and am perhaps the only schoolmaster now at work\\nabroad representing the old High Schools of Portsmouth.\\nCertainly I am justfied in saying to you here that in doing this, the\\nwork of my six days, I am doing little more than endeavoring to carry out\\nthe principles of education and use the knowledge, for the goodly founda-\\ntion of which I am indebted to the schools of my boyhood.\\nI should be recreant to my own sense of simple gratitude due, did I fail\\nto mention to-day the names revered by me as the names of the teachers,\\nhelpers, friends, of my boyhood. Miss Place and Mrs. Mudge, in the little\\nbrick schoolhouse north of the Burroughs mansion Miss Eliza Salter, in\\none of those landmarks of the olden time now removed from opposite the\\nold Wentworth residence on Pleasant street and Mr. Israel Kimball,\\nwhom so many of his old boys delight to honor here to-day.\\nThe principle of conscientious study for the sake of study itself, of knowl-\\nedge, of growth the persuasive power of a kindly personal interest, the\\nhabits of attention, of accuracy, of research, which characterized the\\nPortsmouth High Schools of 20 to 30 years ago, are the things which we\\nfind the High Schools of the suburbs of the metropolis of New England\\nneed to-day. In those schools we do not do everything just on the old\\n.pattern. The good pupil follows his master not as a slavish copyist, but\\nas an illustrator of his principles and spirits.\\nOur boys and girls, not only walk to school together, but they sit\\nmingled together all over the main room of our one High School for bot4i\\nboys and girls and those of us who are accustomed to the perfectly harm-\\nless and in many ways advantageous method of the united school, are glad", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0087.jp2"}, "88": {"fulltext": "80\\nto witness in this first meeting of this new joint association of the grad-\\nuates of the Portsmouth High Schools, a token that j^ou in the old home-\\nstead are moving into line with the times.\\nWe do not say our Latin just as you do. Instead of de gustibus non\\ndisputandmn, something which sounds like day goosteeboos none deespoo-\\ntahndoom. We transmute the name of the old commander of the conquering\\nlegions and emperor of the eternal city from Gesar into the hard ringing\\nKaiser. We transform the silver-tongued orator of the old Roman com-\\nmonwealth from Cicero into Keekayro. We turn jam into yam.\\nIn old times the switch of the birch and the swift sharp stroke of the\\nferule were experiences rather to be expected. In our day, as the old boys\\nabout mo will testify, they were comparatively infrequent but in the pic-\\ntures we form of the more ancient schoolmaster these implements of torture\\nare the inseparable accompaniments of his severe presence. We do not\\nfind need for their use to-day and I pledge you that while I represent your\\nassociation as a schoolmaster abroad, I will not inflict corporeal punish-\\nment in any way whatever. There are many other points of need and of\\nlack of need in the schools abroad to which I might refer, and in this\\npresence memories of the past come crowding thick and fast upon my\\nDrain and fill my heart.\\nBut we of 20 and more years ago are old fellows. As the poet sings\\nremula necdiim,\\nTemporibua gemiuis canebit sparsa senectus.\\nThe tales we would tell seem antiquated to you. Let me only add that\\nthe schoolmaster abroad, as I doubt not these at home, finds the girls of our\\nHigh Schools at least not inferior to the boys, and that some among them\\nare eager to be educated by substantial studies rather than to be ornament-\\ned by light and frivolous accomplishments. I know two girls, who, taking\\nfour daily studies instead of three, and these four the advanced and in\\npart difiicult studies of Greek, Latin, French and Trigonometry, hold un-\\ndisputed the foremost places in their class, and the class includes among\\nits number three young men preparing for college.\\nI renew my expressions of gratification at the evidence we have to-day\\nof a progressive spirit in the management of the old scliools of our home\\nlove, confessing at the same time that however far we of Massachusetts and\\nNew Hampshire side by side may advance to meet the demands of the\\nfuture in our school systems, we school masters abroad, sons of old Ports-\\nmouth, shall still be carrying out the essential principles which governed\\nthe conduct of the schools of our time, and will always acknowledge, with\\na glad and deep gratitude, the fostering care with which she trained and\\neducated us in childhood and youth.\\nMr. H. C. Baenabee. A few verses have been hastily prepared by two\\nof the poets of Portsmouth, and I will ask you to rise and join me in sing-\\ning the chorus As we go marching on.\\nThe following was then sung by Mr. Barnabee, with accompaniment by\\nthe band, the audience joining in the chorus\\nWe ve halted to-rlay in the weary march of life,\\nWe re pitched our tents far away fi-om its strifo.\\nOn the old camp ground, with scliool memories rife,\\nEre we go marching on.\\nThank God, we are here at the roll-call of to-day.\\nBoys and girls all together, tho golden locks are gray;\\nWith some it is evening, we are looking for the day.\\nAs we go marching on.\\nWe talk of the days that have drifted away,\\nLike boats on the shore of a wind-swept day\\nWhatever the morrow, we are singing to-day,\\nEre we go marching on.", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0088.jp2"}, "89": {"fulltext": "81\\nEleventh Regular Sentiment Our Army Portsmouth Boys. First\\nto attack and last to retreat.\\nThe President. This will be responded to by a Portsmouth Boy\\nwho was there, and who will tell you how the boys behaved.\\nRESPONSE OP CAPT. J. ALBERT SANBORN.\\nMr. Chairman and Friends: About nine years ago, during the discus-\\nsion of a little question between two rather important sections of our coun-\\ntry, I .had the honor to be connected with a regiment of New Hampshire\\nsoldiers. As a part of the regiment, Portsmouth aad the Boys High\\nSchool was honorably represented in one of the most brilliant and success-\\nful charges of the war.\\nWe had stormed one of the strongest batteries in front of Petersburgh\\nwe had captured a large number of prisoners, guns, and materials of war\\nwe had hastily reformed our columns of attack and had attacked and\\ndriven the enemy from his second line of works; the fighting had been\\nbloody and victory had been purchased only at the sacrifice of many pre-\\ncious lives, and we were at last gathering together the fragments oi our\\ncompanies, when an Irishman belonging to another company, and who\\nhad been through it all, came up to me and said Captain, will you he\\nkind enough to let down the hammer of me musket, I nlver fired a gun in me\\nlife.\\nThis is the only son of the Green Isle I ever saw, to whom fighting was\\nnot as natural as eating, and I have often thought that through all the\\ndash, daring and excitement of that contest, the emotions of Patrick mu?t\\nhave been peculiar, and altogether indescribable. But I never expected to\\nbe agitated by the same feelings, until your Master of Ceremonies, a few\\nhours ago, told me that I was expected to respond to a toast.\\nAnd now, Mr. Chairman and friends, although I have been uplifted and\\nborne along by the same deep emotions which have filled all your hearts\\nalthough I have grasped the hand and renewed the acquaintance of many\\nschoolmates and companions of earlier years although my eyes have seen\\nand my ears have heard the glory of the coming of our girls and boys, in\\nthese beautiful decorations, inspiring music, and happy miling faces\\nwhich even now fill our city with light and joy, yet, when I am set to\\nthe dreaded task of making a speech, I feel the request of Patrick is the\\nonly figure that will illustrate my dilemma, and I shall ask you, Mr.\\nToastmaster, to let down the hammer of my musket, for I never fired a\\nshot of this kind in my life.\\nThis morning I was honored by an invitation to attend the serenade\\ngiven by the New York delegation to their friends. In parsing along the\\nstreets of our city, my heart was touched to hear one after another of that\\ndelegation say to the leader of their band, Mr. Downing, in this house I\\nwas born, here my parents live, will you oblige me by playing Home\\nAgain, or here resides my dear old grandmother if a kind Providence\\nspares her life a few years longer, she will be 100 years old, please play\\nSweet Home And as the ever dear and familar notes of these household\\nhymns were wafted througli the early morning air, sad or happy and\\ngrateful tears would fill their eyes, which they did not attempt nor care to\\nrestrain. I thought while standing there, why here are these men of\\nwhom we are all proud, our brothers who are winning fame and fortune\\nfor themselves in distant cities, and conferring honor upon the city of their\\nbirth, and every son and daughter of Portsmouth, but better than honors,\\nor fame, or fortune, their hearts are in the right place; they love, remem-\\nber, and cherish their own. And this, my friends, is the whole of it. This\\nis the key which has opened all our hearts and doors, this the impulse\\nwhich has turned all these many thousand faces homewards to meet\\nwith us.", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0089.jp2"}, "90": {"fulltext": "82\\nSo it was with your soldiers and sailors. We need but recall the names\\nof Storer, Pearson, Whipple, Richards, Gerrish, Goss and many others, or\\nneed but recount the flags in yonder cemetery, each marking a soldier s\\ngrave, to be aware of the fact that our city has placed its full quota upon\\nthe altar of sacrifice. Our soldiers possessed those attributes which give\\ndistinction to our living sons at home and abroad, and were rich in those\\nDualities which ennoble human nature and which obscurity of birth cannot\\nim, nor exalted station gild.\\nI trust that I may claim for your soldiers, that their hearts also were in\\nthe right place, that they loved their kindred, their homes and their coun-\\ntry, and that they endeavored to do their duty.\\n(Loud applause followed, the band playing The Red, White and Blue.\\nM.woR Marvin. A lady at my side requests me to arise and propose\\nthree cheers for Capt. Sanborn and the noble soldiers of Portsmouth whom\\nhe represents. (Three cheers.)\\nTwelfth Regular Sentiiient: The Navy. Portsmouth proudly\\nclaims her share in the lustre of its achievements.\\nThe President. To be responded to by Mr. Frank W. Hackett.\\nRESPONSE OF FRANK W. HACKETT,\\nLadies and Gentlemen I think if any body else except my paternal\\nrelative had told me to come up here, I shouhl have disobeyed. I obey\\nhim, not only because he happens to be my father, but because he has\\nbeen a schoolmaster; a fact 1 did not find out until I was a.bout ten years\\nold, and tlien, of course, I began to obey him all the more strictly.\\nFranklin said, that the man who was good at apologies was seldom good\\nat any thing else; and if I have got to do up the Navy in five minutes, I\\ncannot take up more than half a minute in apologies. But I propose to\\ndo it. When our friend Marston here, who has such winning manners,\\nasked me to respond to a toast, I said, Certainly. I did not know what\\nit was; but, being connected with the High School, I supposed it would be\\nsomething classical, and I could go home and ransack Virgil and Horace,\\nand get up something that would do. But I was busy all day yesterday\\nin looking after a lot of enthusiastic fellows hailing from Washington, and\\nsundry other places, and when I retired, my sleep was troubled, and I\\nwoke up with the nightmare, thinking that I had got to say something\\nhere this afternoon about the Navy. I was reminded of an anecdote of\\none Mr. Burns, who used to live about forty rods from here some of you\\nmay remember him. He was a colored man, engaged in the purifying and\\nelevating occupation of whitewashing. There was a white man connected\\nwith him (although I don t think he had quite so much ability in that\\nline), named Ames. One day some one thought he would flatter Mr.\\nBurns, so he tapped him on the shoulder and said, Mr. Ames, how do\\nyou do this morning? Burns drew himself up to his full height (it didn t\\ntake a great while), and said he, I guess you have made a wrong mis-\\ntake. (Laughter.) I thought Marston made a wrong mistake in\\nasking me to speak for the Navy! I remember that I had some brass\\nbuttons on my coat at one time, and the only regret I hail, was that they\\nsent me down South so soon after I got them that I did not have a chance\\nto get near the ladies, to see what efiect they would have. (Laughter.)\\nNow, I have been thinking all the afternoon (except when Barnabee\\nwas singing) what the Portsmouth High School has to do with the Navy,\\nand I have not been able to find out that it has any thing to do with it,\\nunless it be that some of our High School young ladies teach our naval\\nofficers how to get good prizes, and I don t believe they could get any\\nbetter ones. (Applause.) When I looked over the list of our young lady\\ngraduates who have joined the Navy, it was perfectly appalling I had\\nsomething to do with sending out the circulars telling our absent graduates\\nwhat their friends were doing at home, and I found there were four or five", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0090.jp2"}, "91": {"fulltext": "83\\nat Annapolis, and how many there are at the other navy yards, I do not\\nknow.\\nWell, as to the boys, I suppose, with a little industry, I could find many\\na young man who has gone forth from the High School to some war vessel,\\nwhere he has done his duty, and his whole duty. But the time is short,\\nand I could not refer to these names, if I would. I might speak of Harris,\\n(who came out from the High School with me.) and Bates, and Boardraan,\\nwho have passed away, and Penhallow. But there comes up before me\\nthe vision of one young man to whom I must briefly refer. A young man\\nknown to some of you, a little younger than myself, cast in a slender\\nmould, with a voice as sweet and delicate, almost, as that of woman,\\naround whom there was ever sunshine; who went forth from these streets\\nwith many a friendly clasp of the hand and many a God-speed, and\\nwho stood upon the deck of the Oneida as she took that sudden\\nplunge to the deep below, when was uttered that memorable sentence,\\nI will not leave my post until regularly relieved. There passed away\\nThomas L. Tullock, Jr.. of the Oneida; and in him we see a type of the\\nyoung man born in Portsmouth, and taught in our High Schools. (Loud\\napplause.)\\nBut, my friends, the moment I enter upon thoughts like these, memories\\ncrowd upon me so thick and fast that it were impossible to give vent to\\nmy emotions, especially when so little time is accorded for the purpose. I\\nwill therefore close simply with the sentiment: That it is our hope, that in\\nthe future, the young men nurtured here, who go out to fight life s battles,\\nwhether in the Navy or the Arm} or to share in the victories which\\nPeace hath, no less renowned than War, may be worthy of the fair repute\\nof the city of Portsmouth, and may always and everywhere do their\\nwhole duty. (Loud applause, the band playing Hail Columbia.\\nThirteenth Regular Sentiment Our Merchants. The bargains of\\nthe school-yard have grown into the traffic of the nation. Energy and\\nintegrity are the pillars of mercantile success.\\nThe President. This will be responded to by one who has the pil-\\nlars, and has commanded and is commanding success, Mr. Samuel J.\\nNowell.\\nRESPONSE OF ME. SAMUEL J. NOWELL, OF NEW YORK.\\nMy voice is not so strong as my heart. It has succumbed to the fatigues\\nof the occasion, but I appreciate so highly the compliment tendered in\\nmy selection as your vice president from New York, that I cannot decline\\nto say at least a few words in response to your call. A young friend of\\nmine, who was recently at Geneva, and now is a resident of Washington\\nI won t call his name for his modesty would object, wrote me last week,\\nthat people sat down on the curb-stone and cried because thej were not\\nborn in Portsmouth.\\nWhen I first read the statement I was disposed to Hack-it in two, and\\ntake it half at a time, but since I have been the recipient of your beauti-\\nful and touching hospitality, I feel that I too, had I not been born in\\nPortsmouth, could sit down on the curb-stone and cry I thank you in\\nbehalf of our delegation for your kind and cordial welcome and for your\\nwords of personal compliment to myself and my companion in arms. Col.\\nGoodrich. We have in New York a large working population, which is\\ndirected very largely by Xew England men, and prominent among these\\nare the Sons of Portsmouth. Many holding positions of great trust and\\nresponsibility are with us here, others were detained from coming by im-\\nperative engagements elsewhere. I could read you letters received from\\nover thirty gentlemen of our associatiou, regretting their inability to go\\nwith us, bidding us God speed, and wishing us to say to you God bless\\nyou", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0091.jp2"}, "92": {"fulltext": "84\\nWe are glad if by our lives we do honor to our native city and to the\\nold High School. It was here that our minds and characters were formed,\\nour traits and tendencies developed, and that we were prepared to move\\ninto the wider arena, and to fill the positions which have fallen to us. I\\nam glad so many of the High School boys have achieved such marked\\nsuccess, and that the graduates of the young ladies school stand so liigh on\\nthe roll of honor.\\nWe come to you not only as Sons and Daughters, but as fellow-towns-\\nmen and countrymen and as High School children. The triple significance\\nof the day impresses us with especial distinctness. We shall travel back\\nto it through many years of our lives, with the deepest delight, and we al-\\nready look forward with delightful anticipations to the day when you\\nshall again call on us to place another three-faced mile stone in the jour-\\nney of life. Many of us who are here now, may not come then, but they\\nwill have passed to the best land above from the best land below.\\nIt is said unto us, Return to the land of thy fathers and their kindred,\\nand I will be with thee. As we are clasped in the arms of those who\\nlove us as we look into faces shut out from ours through the interval of\\nmany years as we meet the dear and early friends, the companions of\\nour boyhood and girlhood, the glow in our hearts partakes of this Divine\\npresence. May it\\nBless all your fields with rich increase\\nAnd crown eaoli true hea\u00c2\u00bbt s pure desire,\\nFor here we loved and where we love is home.\\nHome that our feet may leave but not our hearts;\\nThe chain may lengthen, but it never parts.\\nI thank you again for your choice of myself as one of your vice presi-\\ndents, and for the placing of my name so closely to that of our dear triend\\nfrom Boston, Mr. Fields, whom we all delight to honor and esteem. I feel\\nthat some other one than myself from the large number of your graduates\\nin New York could have filled the position more fittingly and more\\nthoroughly but as I said to you in my acceptance I thank you for your\\nchoice, because it unites me once more to the dear old teacher with whom\\nfive of the pleasantest years of my life were spent with his associates, all\\nof whom I esteem, and with you who are now occupying the familiar\\nplaces and because the golden net-work you are weaving as an Association\\nlinks me more closely to the delightful past.\\nNow, I want you to give a few moments to my dear old friend, Col.\\nGoodrich, who has done so much through all the work, and from whom I\\nknow you will be glad to hear.\\nCol. Goodrich, on rising, was greeted with prolonged and hearty cheer-\\ning. He said, speaking with evident difiiculty,\\nMr. President, I am sure, Sir, that you will excuse me. My voice, like\\nmy heart, has gone out in particles, all over this dear old town. I have\\nbeen talking and cheering two long days, and have talked and cheered\\nperhaps too much. There is much to say. Sir, and the provocation is\\ngreat to say it and could I make myself hoard to this nice people, I\\nshould occupy the whole allotted five minutes, in thanks, and thanks,\\nand ever thanks. I know you will excuse me. Sir.\\nFouKTEENTH Regulae SENTIMENT The Press The mirror of the\\ntimes. Its mission, to express the right, to repress the wrong, and to leave\\na good impression.\\nThe President. This will be responded to by Mr. Geo. G. Kimball,\\nwho of course will leave a good impression.\\n(We failed to procure a copy of Mr. Kimball s speech, although we\\nwrote to him for it.)\\nFifteenth Regular Sentiment Our absent Associates. Though\\nabsent in fact, present in mind.", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0092.jp2"}, "93": {"fulltext": "85\\nThe President. Hoir. Ezra A Ste^cens is expected to respond to this\\nsentiment. (Three cheers for the Marshal of the Boston Sons and Daugh-\\nters of Portsmouth.)\\nRESPONSE OF HON. E. A. STEVENS.\\nI am greatly obliged to you, ladies and gentlemen, but it is a good deal\\nof cheering over a small subject. Among the most painful recollections of\\nmy life is an attempt I made, about thirtj --five years ago, to declaim a\\npiece in the Portsmouth High School. I see but one witness of that dis-\\ntressing effort, who sits quite near me. The piece was, as near as I re-\\nmember, for I did not remember anything at that moment that was the\\ntrouble, On Linden, when the sun was low (and it was very low), All\\nbloodless lay the untrodden snow (and there was no blood on it), And\\ndark as winter was the flow of Iser, rolling rapidly. (Laughter and ap-\\nplause.) My feelings at this time ar\u00c2\u00ab very nearly akin to those that dis-\\ntressed my heart and mind and body then, for certainly nothing would in-\\nduce me to come unprepared before an assembly like this. I am taken at\\na disadvantage. My friend here, Mr. Marston, who has done me a good\\nmany favors in the course of my lifetime, came to me at the dead hour of\\nnight and wanted to know if I would say a word at the reunion of the\\nHigh School to be held in the High School rooms well, of course, as an\\nold High School boy, and a member of your Association, I could not re-\\nfuse to do that, you know. But when I found that the affair was to come\\noff in the tent, and came inside that door, I assure you my feelings were a\\ngreat deal below par. Many of the gentlemen who have preceded me have\\nmade apologies I am not going to make any, neither am I going to do\\nwhat Isaac Hill once did, when he was called upon to speak he said,\\nGentlemen, I am totally unprepared to say anything to you on this sub-\\nject, and then he put his hand in his pocket and pulled out a manu-\\nscript that it took him about an hour and a half to read. (Laughter.) I\\nhave not got any manuscript, and shall detain you but a short time.\\nI am very glad, ladies aud gentlemen, boys and girls, I will say, for I\\nremember j ou as boys and girls, to meet you on this occasion, very glad\\nindeed, and you will pardon me if, as one of the old High school boys, I\\nrefer a little to the old time. What is the toast, Mr. President (Laugh-\\nter.) Our Absent Associates Though absent in fact, present in mind,\\nI am glad it does not say present in body, for if it did, it would put me in\\nmind of Chandler P. Potter, I can t say of pleasant memory, but of\\npainful memory, who used to impress upon our sensitive bodies his ed-\\nucation, as it was termed. I am very glad he is not here in the body,\\nbecause I am afraid he v/ould want to cowhide some of us. Let me say\\nhere, to show the contrast between the teachers of the present time and\\nthe past, that when I went to be examined for admission to the High\\nSchool, under Mr. Tasker, he appeared at the door barefooted, in his shirt-\\nsleeves, with tobacco in his mouth, and with a voice that would .send terror\\nto the heart of any little fellow. But he said one thing to cheer me up.\\nSaid he, If I don t whip you for six months, I probably shall not for a year\\nand if I don t whip you for a year, I probably never shall. You may\\ndepend upon it that I behaved very well the first six months, and you may\\ndepend upon it that I tried hard to hold out until the end of that year.\\nThe ladies and gentlemen who have preceded me this afternoon have all\\nhad very carefully prepared addresses, and I have enjoyed them very much\\nindeed, as I know you have. It was a very great pleasure to me to see a\\nyoung lady get up here and speak before this audience. I remember that\\nI had the pleasure, a few years ago, of handing her a diploma at our\\nHigh School. I am sure I am proud of her, as you are. I am proud of\\nevery graduate of our school. You, Mr. President, I doubt not, feel very\\nproud of the boys who have gone away, and I am sure that we feel just\\nas proud as you do. We feel as proud of the silver-tongued gentleman", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0093.jp2"}, "94": {"fulltext": "86\\nwho spoke to you this afternooji as others can. I think that of all the\\npleasant features of this celebration, the most pleasant was kept for the\\nlast. I do not mean my speech, Mr. President, but this delightful re-\\nunion.\\nBut this is the toast I am to speak to Our absent Associates Though\\nabsent in fact, present in mind. I suppose it means Though lost to\\nsight, to memory dear. I cannot speak of all my associates, but I want\\nto speak of one who stood with me a great many times at Mr. Potter s\\nschool. He was a teacher of the most immaculate impartiality, for he\\nthrashed every boy in the school, save one, every Saturday. (Laughter.)\\nI remember the boy to whom I refer distinctly, and I assure you it is with\\nfeehngs of very great pain that I speak of him. He was a pale-faced lad,\\nwith glasses, sitting in the seat of honor. In those times, the classes were\\ngraduated according to their merit (as they graduate them now, Mr. Kim-\\nball), but the boj s of the higher classes sat nearer heaven than the lower\\nones. The boys m the first class got considerably nearer than the others\\nthe little fellows, like myself, sat down at the bottom. I say, I remember\\nthis pale-faced lad. who sat in the upper row. He was a very good scholar\\nhe never was whipped, aud none of us ever injured him, because he was a\\nlad of very gentle and winning manners. He left the school under pain-\\nful circumstances, but graduated with honor. Many of jovl know his his-\\ntory I have not time to tell it now. I refer to the Blind Poet of Saga-\\nmore, and only for this reason that I know, although he is absent m\\nbody, he is with us in spirit, for his heart beats in unison with every one\\nof us. And I want to say just this word to you all if any of you have\\nfailed to buy a memento of this celebration, I hope and trust that each\\none of you will show your attachment to the High School by purchasing\\na copy of Mr. Drowns poems. I say this without his knowledge. I know\\nit would pain him were he to know that anything like begging was done\\nbut I hope that every one of you will possess yourselves of tliat delight-\\nful keepsake of our celebration. (Applause, the band playing Auld\\nLang Syne).\\nSixteenth Regular Sentiment Future Reunions. In anticipation\\npleasant, may their realization surpass all expectation.\\nREMARKS OF REV. MASSENA GOODRICH.\\nMr President\\nIt may be asked by some why we should take special interest in a meet-\\ning like this. What is there in such an organization that should kindle\\nenthusiarn? I reply that to the start given us, in our common schools,\\nmost of us are largely indebted for any success we have attained in life.\\nI often think of a story that President Felton of Harvard College related\\nwith much glee. While living in Cambridge over twenty years ago, I\\nwas associated with him one year as a member of the school committee.\\nThe story was this. Two boys were overheard talking together. It seems\\nthat they had been attending a private school, but had been removed\\nthence to the public school. I say. Bill, said one of them to the other,\\nthese common schools are a grand institution they take the starch out\\nof a fellow so. It was a favorite principle with President Felton that\\nthe common schools ought to be made so good, that a private school can-\\nnot live.\\nMr. President, I know that all of us will endorse the sentiment of that\\nboy. Well, for the youth that have gone forth from our city, if the starch\\nwas early taken out of them! Experience has shown that in the rough\\nand tumble of life, whatever genuine success they have acquired has re-\\nsulted from downright energy and straightforward integrity.\\nI know. Sir, that you agree with President Felton, in the wish that our\\ncommon schools shall be made so good that they will defy all rivalry for\\nI recollect that in my school-boy days you were often an active member", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0094.jp2"}, "95": {"fulltext": "87\\nof the school committee. And now with respect to the sentiment to which\\nI am desired to respond. I rejoice that such a union has been formed as\\nhas been described here. As years roll on, it will be pleasant for these\\nyouths to recall the history of their associates, and to trace one another s\\ncareer. One consideration which brought me to this celebration was the\\nhope of meeting some of my old school-fellows. There was a little band\\nof twenty in whom I felt special interest. You recollect, Sir, that Mr.\\nIsrael W. Bourne once taught our High School. At the time he left,\\nmany of his pupils sympathized with him and we presented to him a little\\ntestimonial of our regard. As I said, there were twenty who contributed\\nfor the object, and I have often tried to recall their names. Half a dozen\\nI recollect. There was Samuel Treat, now U. S. Judge for the southern\\ndistrict of Dlinois there was E. G. Brooks, D. D., now of Philadelphia\\nthere was that gifted young divine, whose form moulders on the shores of\\nthe Pacific, T. Starr King; there was A. Tappan Akerman for a time\\nAttorney General under President Grant there was M. Percy Kennard,\\na successful merchant in Boston. I would that I could recollect the rest.\\nIt is the object of this High School Association to preserve a record of its\\nmembers, and to keep the chain of friendship unbroken. It is a worthy\\nobject. May future meetings recount achievements that shall shed lustre\\non those who graduate from our High School May success crown it\\nAnd may our dear old city have reason to exclaim of her children,\\nwhether they roam abroad, or remain at home as did the Roman matron,\\nThese are my jewels.\\nThe President. I now propose to avail myself of an old schoolmaster s\\nprivilege, and call up the bad boy, Thomas Bailey Aldrich, if he is\\nin the tent. (Applause.)\\nMr. Aldrich not making his appearance the President continued\\nI am afraid the bad boy has run away. If he has, I must now re-\\nsign my position, and commit the younger portion of the audience to the\\ncare of Dr. Spaulding, who, I believe, makes the arrangements for the\\ndancing.", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0095.jp2"}, "96": {"fulltext": "THE PRAISE MEETIXa.\\nWe are indebted to Rev. Carlos Martyn, and the Boston Transcript, for\\nthe following account of tl*^ great gathering\\nSunday morning dawned superbly. The air was tonic. The foliage,\\nfreshened by the shower of Saturday afternoon, looked crisp and bright\\nenough for early June. And, although the citizens and their guests were\\nweary from the dm and excitement of the preceding days of festival,\\nsturdy mother nature, garmented in beauty and fragrance, showed no signs\\nof wear and tear.\\nIn the forenoon the usual services were held in the various churches of\\nthe city and, tired though they were, the people tilled the houses of\\nprayer, coaxed forth in part by the cool glory of the day, and in part by\\ntheir desire to worship the Giver of every good and perfect gift. Rev.\\nDr. Lamson, of Brookline, preached a sermon appropriate to the occasion,\\nin the Baptist church on Middle street, as did also Rev. Mr. Hardy, in\\nthe Methodist church. Rev. Carlos Martyn, in the old North church,\\ngave a second discourse on the Home-coming, from Ps. cm. 2: Bless\\nthe Lord, oh my soul, and forget not all his benefits. Each of these\\ngentlemen addressed very large and profoundly attentive and appreciative\\ncongregations.\\nBut the crown alike of the Sabbath and the week was the great Praise\\nMeeting, held in the mammoth tent on Wibird hill, at 3 o clock in the\\nai ternoon. Not only the homes of Portsmouth, but those of the neighbor-\\ning towns emptied themselves of their sons and daughters and the result\\nwas an assemblage such as is seen but once or twice in a life-time.\\nOur deepest feelings are always of a religious nature. The enjoyment\\nof the week had been so keen, that it was instinctively felt that the gath-\\nered emotions of the multitude could be no otherwise so fittingly voiced\\nas through the lips of prayer and song in a grand union service. Hence,\\nthe customary afternoon services were omitted, and the city churches of all\\ndenominations, headed by their respected pastors, walked decorously up to\\nthis new Mount Zion. There was a happy truce between embattled\\necclesiastical camps. Party Shibboleths were unlearned for a day. The-\\nologic9.1 lions and lambs lay down together, and the lambs were not\\ninside of the lions. It was a glimpse of Paradise Regained. As they\\nsat side by si le with men and women of all creeds and of none, the Jew\\nbeside the Gentile, with Parthians, and Medes, and Elamites, and the\\ndwellers in Mesopotamia, grouped in friendship under the Catholic can-\\nvas, while, in the midst, upon the platform, were massed the for-once-\\nagreeing clergy, those who were present had an appetizing foretaste of\\nthe Millennium. As on the day of Pentecost, they were all amazed, and\\nwere in doubt, saying one to another, What meaneth this But it was\\na pleasant amazement, a delightful doubt. Upon all faces was rnirrorea\\nthe wonder why this scene had been so long delayed. Vocal in all hearts\\nwere the words of the Psalmist Behold how good and pleasant it is for\\nbrethren to dwell together in unity\\nWell, a meeting thus spontaneous in its origin and brotherly in its\\ngrouping could not be otherwise than good and good it was, with a good-\\nness akin to that of the hill of transfiguration, when Peter said Lord,\\nit is good for us to be here.\\nAs to the singing and average good singers the Portsmouth people ap-\\npear to be think of nearly ten thousand voice-s, mostly in unison, uniting\\nin praise in Old Hundred, Brattle Street, Federal Street, Bethany, Martyn,\\nBoylston, Zion, Siloam, America, Pleyel s Hymn and Greenville, which", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0096.jp2"}, "97": {"fulltext": "89\\nwas the programme of vocal music. Everybody knows these, and they\\nare the best of the old tunes, and the listening to them could not but be\\ninspiring except to the very dullest clayed soul in the world. The vol-\\nume of sound, swayed now this way and now that, or up and down, aa\\nthe huge canvas, without sides to keep out the wind, inflated or collapsed\\nby the force of the breeze, producing an effect as of billows of music.\\nTo write critically, the time was excellent. Mr. E. A. Tilton, who\\nconducted the music, kept all well in hand, and produced excellent effects.\\nHere again occasion should be taken to compliment Harlow s Band,\\nwhich gave three fine instrumental selections, besides furnishing accom-\\npaniments for the singing.\\nThere were by the clergymen taking part, an invocation by Rev. Carlos\\nMartyn.Congregationalist; reading of the Scriptures by Rev. L. L. Harmon,\\nChristian Baptist brief addresses by Rev. A. C. Hardy, Methodist Rev.\\nJames DeNormandie, Unitarian; Elder Moses How, Freewill Baptist;\\nRev. Father Waldron, Catholic Rev. J. A. Bingham, Episcopalian Rev.\\nDr. Lamson, Baptist Rev. Wm. H. Alden, Baptist, who also pronounced\\nthe benediction.\\nMost of the speakers confined themselves to the home-coming idea, with\\nvariation enough in the application of the lesson in it and the thankful-\\nness for it to give good variety to their words. Mr. DeNormandie spoke\\nfrom the text, I nave come that ye might have life, and tliat ye might\\nhave it more abundantly. He occupied but a very few minutes, grace-\\nfully giving way at his own option, so that the audience might hear from\\nthe venerable Elder Moses How, now eighty-five years of age, whose name\\nwas not upon the programme, and who was formerly pastor of a church,\\nthough not a native of this place. Elder How s voice was distinctly\\nheard over a much wider range than some of the younger clergy, and his\\nmanner was quite as vivacious as theirs.\\nRev. Dr. Lamson of Brookline, who was also at one time a pastor in\\nthis city, took for his text, Have faith in God, and presented the idea of\\nthe necessity of a God of providence, and, as such, a personal God.\\nFather Waldron, the Catholic priest who spoke, is a native of Ports-\\nmouth, and came to supply the place on the programme of the Rev. Canon\\nWalsh, who is in charge of the Catholic diocese here, but who could not be\\npresent on the occasion.\\nThe City Government, with some invited guests, were present. They\\ncame in carriages and were escorted to the tent by the Inaependent Bat-\\ntalion and Harlow s Band.\\nAt the close of the praise meeting a motion was put to the audience, and\\ncarried, overwhelmingly, that the jubilee be repeated in ten years.\\nThus ended the Praise meeting, by a unanimous verdict the appro-\\npriate climax of the Jubilee. As the multitude turned lingeringly, re-\\nluctantly from the scene, it was with a song of praise still on their lips, a\\npsalm of thanksgiving still in their hearts while\\nEyes looked love to eyes that spake again.", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0097.jp2"}, "98": {"fulltext": "90\\nA MONUMENT AT ODIORNE S POINT.\\nOver your boneg a great and glorious mound,\\nHere on the lieadland, at the opening sound, _\\nWe heaped, Achilles Shall it always be\\nSeen from the offiug in this far-off sea,\\nShall men, that see this Trojan headland loom.\\nSee, and for evermore, the mighty Helen s tomb.\\nOdyssey.\\nBy a felicitous coincidence the year 1873 has marked not only the\\ntwentieth year s absence of The Sons, but a still more important an-\\nniversary, being no less than the two hundred and fiftieth year nince the\\nsettlement of the town of Portsmouth, or indeed of the State of New Hamp-\\nshire. In 1623 (probably in the month of May,) a company of English-\\nmen, under the direction of David Thompson, set foot upon Odiorne s Point.\\nIt is not hard to call up the picture, as one stands to-day upon this beau-\\ntiful promontory to imagine these bold, hardy adventurers stepping upon\\nthe shore, pleased to find it so fair a land. They came to earn a livelihood\\nby fishmg, tilling the ground and trading with the natives. They were\\ngood, honest, reputable yeomen. The existence of the settlement which\\nthey founded is to this day attested by many a relic. The site of the Manor\\nHouse, of the Port, of Plake Hill (a knoll so called from the flakes on which\\nthey dried their fish;) the little grave yard, with moss-covered cob-\\nble stones at the head and foot of the graves, and many a broken fragment\\nof brick turned up by the plough-share, all speak of busy occupancy two\\ncenturies and a half ago.\\nIt was professedly the intention of our citizens to celebrate this most in-\\nteresting historical event, no less than the return of the Sons. A hope had\\nfound expression that Odiorne s Point and its memories would be brought\\nprominently forward, and pei haps something said, or done, to honor the\\nmen who came there, some of them ancestors of Portsmouth families, now\\neither resident at the old homestead, or scattered abroad in different parts\\nof the country. But in the fervor and enthusiasm with which the pres-\\nence of the living was greeted (though we thought tenderly of those who\\nhad passed away since the last re-union,) the memory was but dim and\\nobscure of men who were sleeping in their graves, by the sea, over two\\ncenturies ago. True, Thompson and his band were not altogether forgot-\\nten. Honorable mention was made of them, notably in the eloquent and\\nchaste response of the President of the Boston delegation. But somehow\\nthe significance of the greater anniversary was not impressed upon us as it\\nshould have been. The social completely overshadowed the more purely\\nhistorical celebration.\\nPerhaps it was as well so. There is a strong impression, however, that\\nthe historical anniversary ought not to go entirely by default. It deserves,\\nand is likely to have, a recognition in a manner more quiet, but no less\\nhearty and spontaneous. It is an anniversary too valuable to be neglected.\\nA few days after the Fourth, a well known Son,* a clergyman widely\\nrespected as an earnest worker, invited a friend f to take a stroll down Sag-\\namore road. The two Higli School boys had in hand, of course, a copy ot\\nBrewster s Rambles. Their inspiration, it is likely, was drawn from liara-\\nble II, of the FirstSeries, which opens as follows An hour s walk from\\nMarket Square, over Sagamore bridge, will find us on the sea-coast at\\nOdiorne s Point a peninsula on which there is a slight eminence, a few\\nrods from the sea, which afibrds a good view of the ocean and of the neigh-\\nRev. Edward A. Rand,\\nt Frank W. Hackett, Esq.", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0098.jp2"}, "99": {"fulltext": "91\\nboring country. Odiorne s Point was the spot selected by the\\nLaconia Company for the site of the first building erected on the grant.\\nThe strangers visit was fully as interesting as they were led by the Ram-\\nbler to expect. Mr. Charles Odiorne, who lives upon the premises, kindly\\npointed out the prominent localities; and they enjoyed themselves with\\nalmost as much zest as if indeed they had been professed antiquarians.\\nThis incident has proved the germ of a design to mark this well- authen-\\nticated spot by some permanent memorial. Here was the beginning of anew\\npeople. These Englishmen, quite unlike the Puritans, landed only three\\nyears after the settlement at Plymouth. The early settlers of New Hamp-\\nshire, it is true, did not come to found a church without a bishop, a state\\nwithout a king. They came for fishing, for business and for trade but\\nthey meant to stay and build up a town. They did stay, and their char-\\nacter, as well as the character of those who followed them, left its impress\\nupon succeeding generations in the Province and in the State of New\\nHampshire. It is not meet that tlieir coming should be forgotten.\\nA few gentlemen appearing to favor the project, a meeting was called\\nfor the 23d of July, at the City rooms, to commemorate the settlcjinent of\\nthis state in 1623, by a monument at Odiorne s Point, to be dedicated un-\\nder the auspicies of the New Hampshire Historical Society. The call was\\nsigned by j\\\\lessrs. James P. Bartlett and Prank W. Hackett, as a com-\\nmittee.\\nThe meeting was gratifying both in point of numbers, and in the charac-\\nter of the citizens who were present. James P. Bartlett, Esq presided, and\\nMr. Albert H. Sides was chosen Secretary. Remarks were made by His Hon-\\nor the Mayor, Hon. John Elwyn (whose historical knowledge m all that\\nappertains to the early history of Portsmouth and vicinity, is unequalled,)\\nHon. W. H. Y. Hackett, Hon. Lory Odell, ^Frank W. Miller, Esq., and\\nothers. Letters were read from Rev. Dr. Bouton, of Concord, Correspond-\\ning]Secretary of the New Hampshire Historical Society, who expressed an\\nassurance that that organization would cordially help forward the move-\\nment from Rev. Edward A. Rand, of South Boston and from Col. Al-\\nbert H. Hoyt, of Boston, the faithful and able editor of the New England\\nHistorical and Genealogical Register.\\nThe opinion was itnanimous that a monument ought to be built that if\\nnot built at once, it would surely be in time. There was no doubt that\\nthe most suitable site was the eminence at the Point, where the shaft\\ncould be seen by all who sail along the coast.\\nA coiiunittee was appointed to take the subject into consideration, to\\nconfer with the Historical Society, and to make a report to a general meet-\\ning of citizens, which they were empowered to call whenever they see tit.\\nThe members of the committee are Hon. John Elwyn, His Honor, May-\\nor Marvm, Hon. Lory Udell, Frank .W. Hackett, James P. Bartlett and\\nFrank W. Miller.\\nIt is understood that the movement is making excellent headway.\\nAdvices from all quarters indicate that interest enough is already excited\\nto make it a gratitying success. Writers in the press, and by private letters,\\ncordially commend it. Not merely Portsmouth or Dover is alone inter-\\nested. It IS designed that subscriptions may come from all parts of the\\nState, and from Sons and Daughters of the Uranite State, wherever living.\\nSo excellent an undertaking cannot fail to be popular. When it succeeds\\n(as succeed it surely will,) the monument will represent the expression of\\ngrateful remembrance of New Hampshire s children, from Maine to the\\nPacific.\\nAs the Committee have not yet reported their action, it is too early to\\nstate precisely what plan will be commended, or adopted. It is not too\\nmuch to say, however, that a plain, substantial column will require a\\nconsiderable outlay that it should be of height and breadth sutficient to\\nbe seen from the ocean, that is, it should be of a respectable size, if not", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0099.jp2"}, "100": {"fulltext": "92\\nimposing. Its dedication will be accompanied by an address, the prepar-\\nation of which will undoubtedly be consigned to an able and painstak-\\ning hand. Research cannot but bring to light many interesting details\\nwhich must soon be rescued from oblivion, if at all.\\nThe fitness of the place, the time and the occasion is so obvious, that it\\nneed not be enlarged upon. Every Son of Portsmouth will take an especial\\npride in the successful termination of a project so auspiciously begun. It\\nis well to spread the intelligence as widely as possible. The details of the\\nplan, by which money will be raised, are not yet perfected, but will be made\\npublic ere long. ^Meanwhile, althougti an executive committee has not yet\\nbeen chosen, it may be well to add for the benefit of those who are disposed at\\nonce to contribute to this object, that James P. Bartlett, Esa., of the New\\nHampshire National Bank of Portsmouth, has kindly consented to ac-\\nknowledge the receipt of sums, from one dollar and upward, and to hold\\nthem to the order of the future Treasurer.", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0100.jp2"}, "101": {"fulltext": "93\\nSTRAY MEMORANDA.\\nIn gathering the material for the foregoing account of Portsmouth s\\nthree days carnival, we have inadvertently omitted many important\\nitems of interest which should properly have been inserted under the ap-\\npropriate headings. We have collected some of the more important of\\nthem however and shall bundle them together under the above caption.\\nThe first that meets our eye and claims our attention is from a private\\nletter received from a friend of oursSvho was one of the most active and\\nenthusiastic workers in aiding the Return, and, besides, is as loyal to his\\nmother town as it is possible for one .to be, and therefore his practical\\nsuggestions are entitled to much consideration.\\nAnd when we come in 1883, please permit us to do so without inflicting\\nthe penalty of so much entertainment for us. Do not have us feel that\\nour visit has induced an appropriation of so much money as 10,000.\\nPrivate welcome of itself, has about overwhelmed us twice, and in future\\nthat can be depended upon witness the decorated dwellings and quanti-\\nties of food prepared at the last Return. Let us come home and feel easy\\nand comfortable, free and chipper. Receive us simply, give our chief\\na gold ring to mark the period to his posterity and our successors, disband\\nthe escort before noon and give us an opportunity to go to a few of the\\nscores or hundreds of receptions and meetings and lunches arranged for us,\\nand be shaken by both hands the real feature of the festival the hearty\\none. Then at four or five of the day, let us go, cool and rested, to hear the\\nspeeches and songs and poetry and then at once to the Promenade con-\\ncert where we shall meet all together, and sociably chat or dance or laugh\\nand be cheery. Let us have our collation in instalments we all have\\nsomewhere to go, where they want us, and last Fourth many of us had\\nmore tables spread for us than we could possibly visit, so that both tables\\nand ourselves were much dissappointed, for the most of us didn t get to\\none.\\nAlso have the next Return in June the grass and the elms and the\\nwater and the girls are all prettiest then everybody is hungering for\\ntrees and green things when they re just budding. City people are never\\nmore struck with the beauty of vegetation, c than early in the season.\\nDo not mix the Return Days with Independence Day or any other day,\\nbut let it be a historic, red-letter day by itself; it has sufficient signifi-\\ncance to be worthy of it. The 250th Anniversary got pretty well lost\\nin the Return. Even the badges of your City were marked Return\\nof the Sons and Daughters of Portsmouth not a word about 1623. The\\n.Return is now Portsmouth s own particular day its special and exclu-\\nsive characteristic no other town possesses the institution of a ten-yearly\\nReturn of its Sons which from time to time will fruit just as nutty\\nbearings as the Odiorne s Point Monument and the High School Associa-\\ntion and Festival.\\nWhat do you think of some arrangement by which some act that would\\nperpetuate the day might be done, that everybody in the visiting proces-\\nsion might have a hand in? For instance Let along rope be taken\\nhold of by everybody in the line, as firemen drag an engine to a fire. To\\nthis rope attach a piece of ordnance (ordnance-canon) or something of the\\nkind. Drag it to some hill or square, unship it and drop it on the ground\\nor on a base prepared for it or stick it up in the earth.\\nVisitors to our city, July Fourth, were indebted to the Temperance or-\\nganizations of Portsmouth for the eificient and liberal way in which they", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0101.jp2"}, "102": {"fulltext": "94\\nprovided ice-water during the day. Drinking fountains, well shaded and\\nappropriately mottoed. were set up at prominent points, men were en-\\ngaged to keep them filled, and by these commendable efforts much com-\\nfort was pronaoted.\\nAmong the marching Sons, in the procession of the 4th, were four gen-\\ntlemen, (including Dr. Rice of Newport, R. I.) who formed one section,\\nand whose united avoirdupois reached within seven pounds of nine hun-\\ndred about two hundred and twenty-three pounds apiece. And they\\nmarched over the whole route, too.\\nOf the 314 sons and daughters resident in New York, 225 were, by\\nactual count, present at this reunion.\\nFour Massachusetts officers were the guests of the Independent Battal-\\nion on the Fourth and marched with them in the procession. They were\\nCapt. Geo. Keeler, Lieuts. Silvia and Robinson of the Cambridge City\\nGuard, and Lieut. Fred Kramer of the Somerville Light Infantry, who is\\na son of Portsmouth.\\nMayor Horton of Dover, was in the city during the Fourth, as the\\nguest of Mayor Marvin. Immediately after his return home, he sent a\\nletter to the Mayor, highly complimcntar} of the successful way we cel-\\nebrated.\\nThe inmates of the Almshouse and Bridewell were given their liberty\\non July 4th, on their promise of good behavior. They all returned to\\ntheir respective quarters the next day.\\nAmong those who kept open houses during the late reception, none\\nwere more hospitable than Miss Annie L. Sise, at the old homestead on\\nMiddle Street. The latch-string was out, nay more, the door was left wide\\nopen, and her brothers, with the fair host, provided bountifully of choice\\nviands. The members of the press were indebted for special attention.\\nRev. Canon Walsh also generously kept his house open to the public,\\nwith a liberal supply of refreshments for any who chanced to call. Many\\nothers about the city had well-filled tables waiting for the public palate\\nso that no one of the crowd of visitors need to have gone home hungry,\\nand we doubt if any did.\\nThe Boston Committee on Re-assembling, though they did not call the\\nsons together in ten years after 1853, were not unmindful of their exis-\\ntence. When the 2d New Hampshire Reg t left Portsmouth for the seat\\nof war in 1861, they were escorted through Boston by the Sons of New\\nHampshire and given a Strawberry Feast at the Music Hall with music,\\nspeeches, c., c.\\nAfter several hard fights, what was left of the Reg t came home for a\\nbrief visit and -though advertised to go through Boston, no notice was to\\nbe taken of them. This was too much of a contrast to the departure. The\\nCom on Reassembling at once raised among their friends some $500 to\\nwhich the city of Boston added some $200. One of the committee met\\nthe Reg t at Providence, while the others obtained Gilmore s Band and a\\nfew Sons, by whom the soldiers were escorted to a breakfast at Faneuil\\nHall and the officers taken to Parker s and handsomely entertained.\\nReturns of Newburyport, Gloucester and Brookfield. The city of New-\\nburyport, in 1854, published an invitation for its Sons to return and par-\\ntake of the hospitality of the Stay-at-Homes. Our correspondent learned\\nhis business in Newburyport and had been an occasional visitor from\\nchildhood. From these circumstances and from h^s connection with the\\nPortsmouth movement, he attended the gathering. It was universally\\nconceded a failure, though by many attributed to the great heat of the day.\\nAn advertisement calling the Sons of Gloucester together at Meionaon\\nHal] in Boston, in the spring of 1873, with the object of a Return Home,", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0102.jp2"}, "103": {"fulltext": "95\\nwas responded to by eight persons, two of whom were reporters, one the\\njanitor of the building, one a gentleman from Dover, and Theodore S.\\nHarris, Esq. A meeting of Gloucester people was afterward had in Chel-\\nsea and there the movement seems to have ceased, for this year at least.\\nIn the latter part of April or early in May 1853, the natives of Brookfield\\nresident in New York projected a general return to their birthplace, a no-\\ntice of which is found in the Boston Atlas of May 18th of that year, but\\nthe design never was consummated.\\nThe following letter, from the subscriber to a friend in Boston, seems to\\nshow that the idea of a return of the Sons dates several years previous\\nto the Spring of 1853. At the meeting in 1849, at Fitch-\\nburg Hall, of the sons of New Hampshire, residing in Boston, it was then\\nsuggested to have a general return of the Sons of Portsmouth. On my\\nreturn home, I spoke of it to my father* and brothers, but nothing further\\nwas done. I always supposed the Return in 1853 was owing to the re-\\nmarks made at that time. I cannot remember who made the suggestion\\nbut it was a matter of conversation for a little while.\\nYours, truly,\\nEBEN W. BALL.\\nIt is an interesting fact that in the Boston delegation all the badges of\\nthe marshals, except that of Chief Marshal Stevens, were from a pattern\\nfurnished by a daughter of Portsmouth, who has just passed her 76th\\nbirth-day. Among all the visitors to our city on that memorable day of\\nJuly Fourth, there was none more earnest, nor one who attached more im-\\nportance to the occasion than did this lady.\\nMr. John Ball, the preacher.", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0103.jp2"}, "104": {"fulltext": "EXPLANATORY.\\nIt was the desire and intention of the publisher of this History, to get,\\nif possible, all, or nearly all the names of the visiting Sons and Daugh-\\nters, and publish them at the close of this book. To facilitate this, sheets\\nwere prepared with printed headings, and placed in the newspaper offices\\nof the Journal and Times, for the purpose of obtaining the signatures of\\nthe visitors, the proprietors of each paper kindly giving their personal\\nattention to the matter. The foregoing places were selected on account\\nof their centrality and convenience, and although the proposal and re-\\nquest were well advertised, we failed to get anything like a complete list\\nin fact, it is so incomplete that we have concluded not to publish it, and\\nthus relieve ourself of those complaints that would arise from the perusal\\nof an unfinished directory of names.", "height": "3360", "width": "1927", "jp2-path": "reunionof73secon00port_0104.jp2"}, "105": {"fulltext": "THE RE-UNION OF 73.\\nTHE SECOND RECEPTION OF THE SONS AND DAUGHTERS OF PORTSMOUTH, RESIDENT\\nABROAD,\\nCTUXjIT 4, 1873.\\nALSO, AN ACCOl^NT OF\\nTHE HIGH SCHOOL RE-UNION,\\nJULY 5,\\nGREAT PRAISE MEETING\\nON SUNDAY, JULY 6.\\nPUBLISHED BY CHARLES W. GARDNER,\\nPORTSMOUTH, N. 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