tured this same brass bird (which fell at his feet when the spire was pulled down in 1839), and carried it home with him.
In the fifth story of this tower was placed in 1810 the first of Medford's public clocks, a gift to the town by Hon. Peter Chardon Brooks.
We read in Paul Revere's Ride
It was twelve by the village clock When he crossed the bridge into Medford town Doubtless the hour was right, but Mr. Longfellow was thirty-five years ahead of time, by poetic license.
To be historiche ground, was the last built by municipal appropriation.
State and church being separated, each church organization must build for itself, and according to its taste and means.
That they did so may be seen in the illustrated pages 340-41-42 in Brooks' History of Medford.
These views are worth a careful study.
They show a sturdy character, sensible and careful construction, architectural taste, both elaborate and modest, in all.
In that of the Second Congregational Meetinghouse, 1824, we