nce 1884 in the Mercury, in the Leader, the various other (some short-lived) papers, the 275th Anniversary Proceedings and the Historical Society's collection.
Lastly (and modestly, we trust), we refer to the illustrations in the Register during its twenty-five years of publication.
It was fortunate that a Medford boy, who told us of old Ship street, had the gift and ability to also present the view of it, reproduced in Vol.
IV, No. 4.
Those who saw him build the ship at the Society's November meeting and watched (as he drew the picture) Deacon Galen James coming up the street in his oldtime sleigh loaded with children and with children hanging on behind realize something of Mr. Woolley's peculiar aptness for such work.
To the sketching artist with pencil or brush we are indebted for portrayal of views prior to 1850, to the photographer with his cumbrous camera, with difficulty transported, for those of the next fifty years; and all these required the aid of a middleman, the
t day and this.
The courage and fortitude and endurance of that band of women can never be described.
To this tossing ship, on a very stormy day, there comes a stranger, promptly called Oceanus, and the Hopkins family becomes of great interest, with its new baby for the women and children to delight in.
One who kept a record of those days wrote: At anchor in Cape Cod Harbor.
This day Mistress Dorothy Bradford, wife of Master Bradford, fell overboard and was drowned.
At last, in a November dawn, land is in sight.
With the episode following, the women had no actual part, but with some it was of great interest, as their husbands signed the document drawn up in the cabin, and because of it Katherine Carver was made first lady, as her husband was elected Governor of this Colonial company.
The next day new life and animation was among all on board the Mayflower. Hope flung aside the gray veil that had almost enveloped her for many weeks and stood in the radiant garments of expec