rooks and Dudley Hall.
For years Mrs. Swan did not give up hope of his return, and during that time never locked the street door at night.
She died November 29, 1863, aged eighty-four.
Their house was next above the church.
Lydia Bishop was the daughter of John, Jr., and Lydia Holmes Bishop.
She married Nehemiah Parsons of Boston, March 9, 1804.
In October 12, 1805, appears in the Boston Weekly Magazine the following poem written by Mrs. Rowson on the death of a beloved pupil, Mrs. Lydia Parsons, aged 21 years.
Wealth and youth and beauty join'd Cannot sinking nature save; Lovely form, or lovelier mind, Shield the owner from the grave. Death, remorseless tyrant, stands Eager for an early prey; Breaking nature's tenderest bands, Bears his destined prize away. Lovely form, and lovelier mind, Fain we would have kept thee here, To fill the tender parts assigned, And ornament this nether sphere. New emotions warm'd thy heart, Love and joy lead on each day; The king of ter