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HISTORY OF THE TOWN OF MEDFORD, Middlesex County, Massachusetts, FROM ITS FIRST SETTLEMENT, IN 1630, TO THE PRESENT TIME, 1855. (ed. Charles Brooks) 5 1 Browse Search
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HISTORY OF THE TOWN OF MEDFORD, Middlesex County, Massachusetts, FROM ITS FIRST SETTLEMENT, IN 1630, TO THE PRESENT TIME, 1855. (ed. Charles Brooks), Chapter 15: Historical items. (search)
ty, thanking his generous enemy as the saviour of his life. Jan. 4, 1779.--Our town-record reads thus: Mr. Jonathan Patten says he will use his endeavor that Mr. Foster shall not use any more charcoal in the blacksmith-shop near the bridge; and, if he still persists in using charcoal, that he, the said Patten, will desire Mr. FMr. Foster to quit the shop. How Mr. Blacksmith Foster could get along with his work in those days without charcoal, we do not see; and why this municipal interdict, we do not know. Where the town-pump now stands, in the market-place, there was a small pond, whose edges were covered with a growth of small flags; and there are persoMr. Blacksmith Foster could get along with his work in those days without charcoal, we do not see; and why this municipal interdict, we do not know. Where the town-pump now stands, in the market-place, there was a small pond, whose edges were covered with a growth of small flags; and there are persons now living, whose fathers have told them that wild ducks were shot in that pond. May 19, 1780.--This was the dark day. By ten o'clock, A. M., it had the appearance of night. Pomp, a negro in Medford, became frightened, and, going to his master, said, Massa, the day of judgment has come: what shall I do? Why, Pomp, you'd bet