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Medford Historical Society Papers, Volume 18., An old-time Public and private School teacher of Medford, Massachusetts. (search)
An old-time Public and private School teacher of Medford, Massachusetts. by John H. Hooper. [Read before the Medford Historical Society, January 18, 1915.] AARON Kimball Hathaway, born in Grafton, Mass., December 21, 1809. Married August 29, 1836, Mary Ann Hale, daughter of Deacon Daniel Hale of Byfield Parish (now South Byfield), Newbury, Mass. He was fitted for college at Dummer Academy, South Byfield, and entered Dartmouth College, where he remained one year, then went to Amherst Cole. children of Henry Nelson and Agnes E. H. Loud: Henry Kimball Loud. Born in Au Sable, Mich. Frederick Hale Loud. Born in Au Sable, Mich. Emily Hathaway Loud. Born in Au Sable, Mich. Died in Poughkeepsie, N. Y., December 30, 1901. Marian Violet Loud. Only one born in Medford, Mass. George Brewster Loud. Born in Au Sable, Mich. Arthur Caleb Loud. Born in Au Sable, Mich. children of George B. Loud: George Brewster Loud, Jr. Stewart Montgomery Loud.
Harriet W. Brown. Harriet Wilson (Joyce) Brown, widow of John Brown, and daughter of Seth and Harriet (Daniels) Joyce, was born in Medford, Mass., October 29, 1826, of which city she was a life-long resident. She was a member of the Medford Historical Society, and a constant attendant at its meetings as long as her health permitted. She was secretary for many years of the Female Union Temperance Society, an organization formed in 1845, and which held regular meetings for fifty years. by the tornado, but was soon rebuilt. In ‘70 it was owned and occupied by Nathan Bridge, a business man of Boston. The terraced slopes below the house were noticeable, as well as the fruit trees thereon, and while the driveway thereto was from Mystic, there were entrance steps at the farthest corner from the sidewalk of High street. From this point onward for many rods was a rough stone wall and dogwood hedge, which ended at a substantial fence in front of the residence of Rev. Charles Bro
Medford Historical Society Papers, Volume 18., The Tufts family residences. (search)
ngs that illustrate it show the front and easterly end of the house as it then was, an interior view of fireplace and window, and six detail drawings of construction, all from sketches made on the spot by our own artist. These and the technical part of the text are highly interesting and instructive. The historical part follows in its detail Mr. Brooks' history. A correspondent in Medford directed attention to it, and in another column we find the following:— Mr. C. B. Johnson, of Medford, Mass., writing with reference to the Cradock mansion, which we illustrate in this issue, says that when an apprentice, some thirty-five years ago, he helped reshingle the north side. He states that those portions of the shingles which were exposed to the weather had become worn to about 1/16 inch in thickness. Doubtless Mr. Johnson (Clope, he was familiarly called) meant thinness, and from what we know of the durability of that old-time lumber it is not impossible that they were the origi
and never were, any verandas or pillars, massive or otherwise, about the house in question. Again, there came to the editor of the register a clipping from a New York paper of a Phantom Ship, said in the gruesome story to have sailed from Medford, Mass., never to return, but rather to appear in ghostly apparition, presaging dire calamity to superstitious mariners. The details of the story have escaped us, and the clipping has been mislaid. We recall that Medford, in this story, was on the resaging dire calamity to superstitious mariners. The details of the story have escaped us, and the clipping has been mislaid. We recall that Medford, in this story, was on the sea-coast, with a harbor, which does not appeal to the credulity of Medford readers. The story evidently went the rounds of the patent outsides, and we think also in the plate matter of a Medford, Mass., paper. That no one questioned its publication, suggests the ancient query, U nderstandest thou what thou readest?
n is what its title indicates, and we doubt not it is correct, as photography does not ordinarily lie: Photograph of thirteen car loads of rum on the track at Medford, Mass., consigned to Japan. Each car side is covered with a white placard, thus: rum Felton & sons Crystal spring, New England Boston to Japan We had known, is we mean the city) as this widely circulated religious and missionary publication gives our home city. So we draw the line and take exception to the words Medford, Mass. being thus associated. Photography does not lie, but we certainly question the truth of those printed words. The tracks at Medford are not extensive enouged elsewhere. Can it be possible that the ancient virtues of the Medford plant, combined with some other crystal spring water, produce rum which, if rolled along the track at Medford, Mass., is fitted for export to Japan, or adds to its quality? We don't believe it. It is a myth, and as such we want none of it—nor yet otherwis
Medford Historical Society Papers, Volume 18., Medford's Metes and bounds. (search)
railway under the parkway and beside it. From corner nineteen the boundary follows the thread of the river to an unmarked point where Menotomy river (alias Alewife brook) joined it, which is some distance above the present stream. Here is the corner of Medford, Somerville and Arlington. It would be a pleasant excursion up this boundary. We took it last summer in company with nearly forty people in one boat, as far as Mystic dam. Through the narrows the line runs to an unmarked point in Mystic (upper) pond. This is also an unmarked point, the corners of Medford, Arlington and Winchester. On the shore, 15 feet from the water's edge and 1,094 feet from that unmarked point, is number twenty. The view shows the curve of the Mystic Valley parkway, a slim, tapering cedar, and the stone monument. This, like number eighteen, is a line stone, and not a corner, and has the witness mark, as the line passes through it 5,620 feet to number twenty-one. Also in its course are the road stone