he played at bat-and-ball and snowball, and sometimes led the ‘South-end boys’ against the ‘North-enders’ in the numerous conflicts between the youngsters of the two sections; he was expert with marbles.
Once, with a playmate, he swam across the river to ‘Great Rock
,’ a distance of three-fourths of a mile, and effected his return against the tide; and once, in winter, he nearly lost his life by breaking through the ice on the river, and reached the shore only after a desperate struggle, the ice yielding as often as he attempted to climb upon its surface.
It was a favorite pastime of the boys of that day to swim from one wharf to another adjacent, where vessels from the West Indies
discharged their freight of molasses, and there to indulge in stolen sweetness, extracted by a smooth stick inserted through the bung-hole.
When detected and chased, they would plunge into the water and escape to the wharf on which they had left their clothes.
In this way they became connoisseurs of the different grades of molasses, and fastidious in their selection of the hogshead to be tested.
Like most lads brought up in seaport towns, Lloyd
was smitten with a desire to go to sea, but happily this never took full possession of him, as it subsequently did of his ill-fated brother.
Inheriting his mother's fondness for music, he joined the choir of the Baptist Church while yet a boy, and sometimes acted as chorister.
He had a rich voice, which could soar high and follow any flute.
It was a delight to him to go to singing-school, and many of the hymns and tunes which he sang all his life were associated in his memory with the circumstances under which he first learned them, or with the fact that they were favorites of his dear mother.
The first psalm-tune he ever learned was the 34th Psalm,—‘Through all the changing scenes of life, in trouble and in joy;’ and ‘Wicklow
’ he first heard at a singing-school in Belleville
(part of Newburyport
), ‘where there were lots of boys and pretty girls.’
In later years, and, indeed, to the end of his life, it was