hout from ten to forty gallons of rum and the stores in my part of New Hampshire sold from fifty to one hundred hogsheads of new rum a year.
It was sent usually by ox and horse teams, twenty to one hundred and fifty miles back into the country.
I remember the six and eight horse teams toiling over the dirt and sandy roads and mud and snow in their season; also the nine stage coaches that ran through Bedford, past our house from Concord to Nashua up to the time the cars reached Concord in June, 1842.
After that we saw no more stage coaches.
Few farmers required rum after the Washingtonian Revolution in 1840.
The pledge then so freely taken was something like this:
So here we pledge perpetual hate, To all that can intoxicate.
The foregoing account was written for me by Jacob W. Manning of Reading, the well-known nurseryman, a few years before his death, as being possibly of some interest to Medford people.
Mr. Manning was born in Bedford, N. H., February 20, 1826, and d