histories written or published.
Of Medford's (Brooks', 1855) Mr. Usher says, The book was one of thw England's municipal history.
In that work Mr. Brooks devoted two pages to the old two-story brickrth. It was on Mr. Cradock's land.
Mr. Brooks thus writes in 1854 or 1855 (two centuries aonce skeptical of such claim of antiquity as Mr. Brooks in his enthusiasm for Medford's invaluable h assumed, asserted and inevitably concluded, Mr. Brooks adds, The inference is clear,. . . . the old.
The historical part follows in its detail Mr. Brooks' history.
A correspondent in Medford directe we have never found any discovery of facts Mr. Brooks' preface predicted that names it the Cradock house prior to Mr. Brooks' history, and all are repetition to a greater or less extent thereof, savbrick house in East Medford (that because of Mr. Brooks' assumption, unproven statement and inferencof the assembled Historical Society, said of Mr. Brooks,
Our excellent historian, whom I thoroug
d towpath of the same canal, near the Medford almshouse, by people who showed water as conclusive evidence.
The facts are, that the canal's course was a mile away; their towpath was the road-bed of the defunct Stoneham Branch Railroad, and water accumulated in a depression beside it every spring.
The old windmill tower on College avenue was said to be the entrance to an underground tunnel by which fugitive slaves escaped across the Canadian border.
A long tunnel, that.
And this: Governor Brooks was born, lived and died in the old colonial mansion with broad verandas and massive pillars, then being restored, at the corner of High and Woburn streets, but in reality the governor was born in Charlestown, lived and died near Medford square, and there are not, 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
ad, equals twenty-five inches cut on the string. Some old carpenters that have long built stairs as well as houses would be glad of information as to this, and why twice the rise, or where twenty-five inches?
The above are technical matters.
The skeletons and ghosts we will allow to rest and allude only to the assertion that—
in the parlor. . . George Washington is said to have done his courting of some fair lady in one of the recessed windows.
The tale is that he courted in vain. As history records Washington as having only been in this vicinity at the siege of Boston, and again in 1789, when he visited Colonel and Dr. John Brooks, and as he had married Martha Custis years before, we think this a very unkind thrust against the revered memory of the Father of his Country to be scattered broadcast throughout the land from beneath the shadow of the gilded dome.
Instead of technical and romantic myths, let us have attractive and historic truth, taught by narrative and pageant
o carry money.
He had seven sons, one of whom became the beloved physician of Medford, Dr. Daniel Swan, and for whom the Swan school was named.
His youngest son, Caleb, was much interested in Medford's history, and distributed numbers of Mr. Brooks' volume among his friends on its publication.
His own interleaved copy, after traversing the continent, has found place in our Historical Library—not a resting place, however, for its wealth of additions and its owner's criticisms are an illumWoburn.
If this be correct, and there can be little doubt thereof, this house, with its solid oak frame, must have been a century old when President Washington took his health tour as far north as Portsmouth, and visited Medford in 1789, where he was entertained by Colonel Brooks at his home, only a few rods away.
Truly it is, with the modern addition of 1872 and its recent refitting, an aged Home for the Aged people.
Its builders did their work well.
They builded better than they kne