ter's privilege to meet at various times and places the good man who labored in Medford so long ago. We have no doubt he did his duty here as a citizen or resident during those two years, and sincerely hope he rounds out his century, a grand old man.
For the facts we have related we are indebted to the author of Story of John Wesley's Bible, and for our illustration to courtesy of Zion's Herald, in which both story and illustrations appeared.
Remembrances. by Sarah J. Blanchard.
My mind goes back to childhood's days.
I remember that during the occupancy of the Gillard fish market in the rear of the Tufts house, Mr. Aaron Blanchard rented the front room; and the reading room was under his care until his death, which occurred there, December 23, 1850.
On that morning he left his home at 6 o'clock as usual, and the great effort required to get through the old-time fall of rain-full snow, caused the bursting of a blood vessel in the head.
He was found near