One of these was the Swallow, owned by Thatcher Magoun of Medford, which had two brass cannon (six pounders), mountedon low wooden carriages after the usual manner of ships' guns.
Mr. Magoun, in a letter to the selectmen, signified his desire to present the appears of record until April 5, 1875, when it was voted that the Magoun battery be housed in the building of S. H. Pearce & Co. The next weThe trucks were the carriages on which the guns were mounted when Mr. Magoun donated them, and on which they were again placed.
We have faiesented to the Town of Medford, Mass., June 17, 1874.
No copy of Mr. Magoun's letter of presentation appears in the printed report of town oft was probably overshadowed by the larger and more useful gift of Mr. Magoun of the Mansion House of my honoured father, for a library buildibooks (with the proceeds) that should be inscribed with the name of Magoun, while others dissented.
So it has happened that after forty years
tor had held the varying elements together for some years, though the parting of their ways was near.
The Methodist Episcopalians had begun to hold public worship before the separation in the First Parish took place.
Soon a new house of worship was erected by the Trinitarian or Second Congregational Church for its use.
Six years later (1830) twenty-two persons contributed the sum of $640, feeling that the cause of religion would be promoted by the placing of a bell in the tower.
Thatcher Magoun and John Bishop gave $200 each, the rest was in sums of from $5 to $25, doubtless in equal proportion to the means of the donors.
This bell was also cast by Revere (and was his 346th) and weighed 1,529 lbs. It cost $604.93, and the balance of $35.07 was turned into the treasury of the Second Parish, on condition that the subscription paper be recorded in the society's book of records.
This was done, and thanks given the donors.
This was the third Medford bell.
The fourth bell to c
Magoun estate (now the Public Library). This slope extended much into the street and the great sleds would skid southward and bring up against the posts and trees of the parsonage sidewalk.
Sometimes two or three were thus wrecked at once.
Their high speed began at the Unitarian church, and continued down the hill as far as the orchard.
Once I saw one of the big sleds going down at high speed, with a horse towed behind the sled by a halter buckled to his head.
The sled passed safely by Mr. Magoun's slope, but the horse did not. He lost his footing and was dragged past the Johnson house by the head.
I expected to see his head pulled off. The driver did not know what was up, or rather what was down, till the yells of the chorus made him stop.
But the snow was smooth and icy, the original impetus had been useful, and I saw the horse get up with rather a puzzled look, and presently the whole outfit went on to Boston.
There was danger in those great swift sleds.
Right at this orchar