eph Patten Hall family for many years, and the older part has a history that is worth recording.
In the year 1717 Stephen Willis, Jr., sold to Peter Seccomb this old house, and it was referred to in the deed as the said Willis' dwelling.
Without Willis' dwelling.
Without doubt it was built some years previous.
Stephen Willis, Jr., was a housewright, and he owned all the land that fronted on what is now High and Salem streets from the Seccomb lot to the lot on which stands the church of the Mystic Congregational SociStephen Willis, Jr., was a housewright, and he owned all the land that fronted on what is now High and Salem streets from the Seccomb lot to the lot on which stands the church of the Mystic Congregational Society.
His wife, Susanna, was a daughter of Major Jonathan Wade, whose house is now standing on Pasture hill (or Governors) lane in the rear of the Savings Bank building.
The lot on which the old house stood was 23 feet in width on the road and 171 of land was afterwards divided among the purchasers, and the Shepard house came into the possession of John Hall and Stephen Willis.
There was not a house, at that date, between the Shepard house and Marble brook.
When Brooks and Wheeler purchase
rty-three years had elapsed when we made our query.
It was prompted by a telephone inquiry made by some one unknown to us—yes, we have a lot of such, as some take us for an information pagoda.
We replied, There was something of the kind, but we have no definite knowledge of it—no—no—we can't tell any lies about it. Good-bye.
Some weeks later a very readable and interesting story appeared in the Sunday issue of a Boston paper, with a view of the locality.
It located the mine on land of Mr. Willis, and says, the shaft was sunk to a depth of eighty-five feet, encountering a spring that caused much trouble and that a lateral tunnel was excavated for seventy-five feet and that there all trace of silver was lost.
Also that the work was prosecuted for two years and after $10,000 was expended, ceased for lack of capital.
How true these details may be we know not, save the fact that work ceased, which is self-evident.
We have made some inquiry.
One man, an assessor of those days, sa