Dedication of memorial tablet to Sarah (Bradlee) Fulton.
more than sixty years ago, in the gray of a November morning, the ‘Passing Bell
’ announced that a life was ended.
Seventy, eighty, ninety, ninety-five, the bell tolled out, and many guessed that the aged mistress of the woodland farm, who only the day before had been about her usual tasks, was gone.
A procession came slowly through the gate of the burying-place.
There walked sons and daughters, grandchildren and great-grandchildren, but the old friends who had known Sarah Fulton
in her youth were gathered there before her in their narrow homes.
She was laid in the tomb belonging to Nathan Wait, her son-in-law, and in a few years only her descendants cherished the memory of her words and deeds.
The years brought changes to the town, but few to the little hamlet of the dead.
Over the grass-grown mounds bent the lofty trees, and in their branches the birds sang and nested as their forebears had done for two hundred years.
There came a time when a wave of devotion to patriot ancestors swept over the land, and a chapter of the Daughters of the American Revolution
was formed in the city of Medford
, which took the name of Sarah Bradlee Fulton
From its organization, the Chapter hoped to erect a tablet to her memory.
On May twenty-sixth, nineteen hundred, this desire was granted and the dedication took place.
With the hum of electric cars on one side and the puffing of locomotives on the other, how different [p. 126]
the company gathered on that spring afternoon from the one that stood before that tomb in the village quiet of 1835! Two persons were present on both occasions, Mrs. Susan
) Wait and her son Francis A. Wait
, the former the widow of Nathan W. Wait
, grandson of Mrs. Fulton
The State Regent of Massachusetts
, and the regents of twenty chapters, Daughters of the American Revolution
, came to honor the patriot woman.
Descendants of Mrs. Fulton
, representing the fourth, fifth, and sixth generations, were present.
Only one of the third generation was living, Mr. John A. Fulton
, of Cambridge
, whom infirmity prevented from being present.
Residents of Medford
, and the members of Sarah Bradlee Fulton Chapter, stood around, and as the strains of ‘Duke Street
’ rose with the words,
Great God of Nations!
now to Thee
Our hymn of gratitude we raise,
all felt the solemnity of the hour.
The first company who gathered there were mourning for a departed mother, a woman who had been heroic in her efforts to provide the best for them, to deny herself, to keep her courage in adversity, and to bring up her ten children in the fear of the Lord
The second assembly thanked God for her life and the service she rendered when her country needed every man and woman to found a glorious republic.
The tablet raised to her memory is a rough slab of native granite, set on a foundation of field stone.
furnished the material and the workmen to complete the monument.
For fifty years Sarah Fulton
passed back and forth over this stone, which was at the threshold of her home.
If the old stone could speak, what tales it could tell [p. 127]
of the glad days and the sad days of her long and useful life.
Over it walked the bearers as they carried forth all that was mortal of John Fulton
, the husband of her youth, and over it tripped the brides, as one by one her children went out to found homes of their own; over it pattered the little feet of her grandchildren, and over it she went to her long home.
Some thirty years ago the old house was burned, and beside the cellar wall only the door stone was left.
The property passed out of the family, but fortunately into the hands of one who venerates the past of his native town, and through his generosity the tablet was obtained.1
The dedication exercises were very simple.
In the absence of the Chaplain
of the Chapter (who was prevented by illness) the invocation was pronounced by Rev. Henry C. DeLong
, pastor of the First Parish, of which Mrs. Fulton
was a member.
of the Chapter, Mrs. Charles H. Loomis
, spoke briefly, introducing the State Regent
, who in beautiful language gave a history of the patriotic deeds of Mrs. Fulton
, enjoining the audience, and through them the people of Massachusetts
, to emulate the devotion to country which she possessed.
of the Chapter read a poem written for the occasion by C. H. Loomis
For the descendants of John and Sarah (Bradlee
, William Cushing Wait, Esq.
, addressed the assembly, speaking of his ancestress first as a mother, then as a patriot.
Rev. Millard F. Johnson
, of the First Baptist Church, gave the benediction.
Wreathed in laurel tied with the colors of the Daughters of the American Revolution
, facing the little cemetery, where many flags waved over graves of [p. 128]
soldiers of the War
of Independence, the tablet stands inscribed:
Sarah Bradlee Fulton
A Heroine of the Revolution
erected by the
Sarah Bradlee Fulton Chapter, D. A. R.
In the words of the Regent of the Chapter, ‘The memory of the lives of those noble women of a hundred years ago is a legacy to every American woman, a trust to be proud of, and one to be administered in the spirit of unselfish devotion, lofty purpose, and true womanhood.’
on Papers and Addresses has given an interesting series the past season:
.—‘The Second and Mystic Churches,’ by Charles Cummings
.—‘The Homes of the Puritans,’ by Rev. T. F. Waters
.—‘Benjamin Hall,’ by Helen T. Wild
.—‘The Royall House
and Farm,’ by John H. Hooper
's Ride,’ with lantern slides, by W. C. Eddy
.—‘Slavery in Medford
,’ by Walter H. Cushing