he Revolution, and made the subject of a pleasing poem by Lucy Larcom.
Stories told in rhyme deviate from facts and are not always plain, unvarnished tales, but the poetic license accorded to and used by poets only adds to the charm of the story, and knowing this we can take without harm our dose of poetry and fiction.
I imagine Miss Larcom's poem, A Gambrel Roof, differs but little from the true facts of the case, and though perhaps a digression from our subject, the following concerning Dill, whom Miss Larcom introduced in her story, may not be amiss.
One authority says the child was bought April 19, 1766, and died about the middle of the nineteenth century, a nonagenarian.
The item to which I especially refer was made public by the Boston Herald, November 8, 1908, and was a receipt, given in connection with a sale of slaves, found in a garret of a house in North Adams, and reads as follows:—
Danvers, Mass., April 19, 1774.
Received of Mr. Jeremiah Page fifty eight p
k to mention Mrs. Eben Jackson, who lived on the corner of Vine street. Her lovely character endeared her to many children.
She was active in the Universalist Church, and often substituted in the public schools.
Just west of the Burrell lot was Aaron Child's cobbler shop, with the sign of a big, long-legged boot.
I learned that big A, little a, ron spelled Aaron, not from my Bible, but from his sign.
On the opposite side of the street was the gambrel-roofed house lately owned by Mrs. Thomas B. Dill, and a similar one on the other corner of Fulton street occupied and owned by Mr. Richard Tufts and his sisters.
Mr. Tufts had a little wheelwright's shop back of his house facing Fulton street. The family had lived on Main street, where the Central Fire Station stands, but were burned out in the great fire of 1850 and never rebuilt.
The house at the corner of Court street is a landmark, occupied for many years by Mr. Francis Ewell.
The present engine house occupies the site of