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to the United States for a Court House, Oct. 7, 1858 Corner Tremont and Boylston streets, corner-1867 stone laid, Oct. 14, 1864 Completed and dedicated, June 27, 1867 Masquerade Balls forbidden by the Selectmen of the town, Dec. 30, 1809 Again prohibited by the City Government, May 15, 1848 Become very popular, 1867 One at the Skating Rink, at Tremont street, Feb. 25, 1869 Great German, at Music Hall, Feb. 17, 1873 Discontinued in public by the authorities, 1874 Mather, Cotton Minister of the Second Church, 1689 His Church were one-sixth widows, 1697 Mathew, Father preaching Temperance in Faneuil Hall, July 27, 1849 Maury, Lieut. lectured at the Lowell Institute, Dec. 5, 1850 Maverick, Samuel settled at Noddle's Island, (East Boston,) 1630 Fined for entertaining strangers, 1641 Mayors John Phillips, inaugurated, May 1, 1822 Died, May 29, 1823 Josiah Quincy, inaugurated, May 1, 1823 Died, aged 92 years, July 1, 1864
nny 91 Linen Manufacture, 91 Lint, 91 Liquor License, 91-92 Log Cabins, 92 Long Hair, 92 Long Bullets, 92 Lord Ley and others, 92 Lotteries, 92 Louisburg War, 93 Lowell, Col. 93 Lyman Mystery, 93 M. Magistrates, 93 Mail Matter, 93 Maine District, 93 Malls, 93 Manufactory-house, 93 Maps of Boston, 93 Market Day, 93 Market Clerks, 94 Market Houses, 94 Market Places, 94 Marriage, 94 Masonic, 94, 95 Masquerade Balls, 95 Mather, Rev. Cotton 95 Matthew, Father 95 Maury, Lieut 95 Maverick, Samuel 95 Mayors, 95 to 97 Meade, Gen., Geo. C. 97 Meagher, Gen'l 97 Meal-house, 97 Mechanics' Institute, 97 Merchants' Exchange, 97 Meteors, 97 Mexico, City of 97 MeGennisken, Bernard 97 MeClellan, Gen., Geo. B. 97 Milk Inspectors, 97 Military Companies, 97, 98 Mill Dam, 98 Mill Creek, 98 Mill Pond, 98 Mill, Water 98 Mill, Wind 98, 99 Miller, William 99 Mint House, 99 Model Artists, 9
Daniel Ammen, Confederate Military History, a library of Confederate States Military History: Volume 7.2, The Atlantic Coast (ed. Clement Anselm Evans), Chapter 3: strategic Reconnoissances. (search)
large amount of Government live-oak ready for shipment. The commanding officers of those vessels, with 43 armed men, had gone some fifteen or eighteen miles up the river, and having returned within sight of the Henry Andrew, the line of order was no longer observed. The two commanding officers, quite in advance of the other boats, landed at an abandoned earthwork, near a dense growth of live-oak with underbrush, and were fired upon from the thicket. Lieutenant-Commander Budd and Acting Master Mather with three of the boat's crew were killed, and the two other men in the boat were wounded and taken prisoners. As the other boats came up they were fired into and retreated up the stream. Under cover of the night they passed out to the vessels with one man killed. The flag-officer was then lying off the inlet. In his report he says: The loss of gallant lives has expiated the error of judgment which enthusiastic zeal had induced. The officers and crews of the gunboats that the f
Mackinaw, the, 222, 228, 242 Macomb, Commander, 211, 214 Magruder, Captain, Geo. W., dismissed by Lincoln, 3 et seq. Mahaska, the, 131, 146 et seq. Mahopac, the, 221, 229 Malvern, the, 231 Maple Leaf, the, U. S. transport, 146 Maps: Roanoke Island, 180; Newbern, 191 Maratanza, the, 218, 228, 242 Marblehead, the, U. S. vessel, 71, 129 et seq., 145 Marchand, Commander, 67 Marion, the, U. S. transport, 49 Martin, Colonel, 169 Massasoit, the, 211 Mather, Acting-Master, 60 Mattabesett, the, 204, 206 et seq., 209 Maumee, the, 228 Maxwell, Lieutenant, 172 Meade, Lieutenant-Commanding, 145 Mediterranean, our ships in the. 7 Memphis, the, U. S. vessel, 76, 80, et seq., 148 Mercedita, the, U. S. vessel, disaster to, 74 et seq., 81 Mercer, Captain, Samuel, 165 Mercer, General, 56 Merrimac, the, 82, 111, 204 Miami, the, 300 et seq., 208, 210 Miller, Lieutenant H. W., 18 Mingoe, the, 152 Minnesota, the
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 32. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), chapter 1.28 (search)
And yet he who has lost a battle has not only to bear the mortification of defeat, the soul-burning misery of failure, the awful, oh, how awful! feeling that all the sacrifices of life have been in vain, but also the almost crushing burden of reproach, which is then dealt out with so lavish hands. General Hood fearned not the just and unbiased criticism of his superiors. So great was he, indeed, so chivalrous, that, should he have erred deeply, he would not have hesitated, like Cotton Mather, to unbare his head at the corners of the street and ask forgiveness of everybody. To mere slander he replied with the silence of contempt. And to the unjust strictures derogatory to his fair name and character, which were passed on him by his former comrade on the field, and echoed by many to whose honor it would have redounded more had they held their peace, General Hood replied towards the end of his life in a book, singularly temperate and liberal in tone, and free from all bitternes
The writings of John Greenleaf Whittier, Volume 1. (ed. John Greenleaf Whittier), Narrative and legendary poems (search)
s, I made diligent inquiry: . . . he assures me yt it had really two heads, one at each end; two mouths, two stings or tongues. —Rev. Christopher Toppan to Cotton Mather. far away in the twilight time Of every people, in every clime, Dragons and griffins and monsters dire, Born of water, and air, and fire, Or nursed, like the P snowball growing while it rolled. The nurse hushed with it the baby's cry; And it served, in the worthy minister's eye, To paint the primitive serpent by. Cotton Mather came galloping down All the way to Newbury town, With his eyes agog and his ears set wide, And his marvellous inkhorn at his side; Stirring the while in the shalded graves. They were not soldiers, like Miles Standish; they had no figure so picturesque as Vane, no leader so rashly brave and haughty as Endicott. No Cotton Mather wrote their Magnalia; they had no awful drama of supernaturalism in which Satan and his angels were actors;and the only witch mentioned in their simple annals was
The writings of John Greenleaf Whittier, Volume 4. (ed. John Greenleaf Whittier), Occasional Poems (search)
on, Till the low-rippled murmurs along the shores run, And the dark and dead waters leap glad in the sun. Meanwhile shall we learn, in our ease, to forget To the martyrs of Truth and of Freedom our debt?— Hide their words out of sight, like the garb that they wore, And for Baiclay's Apology offer one more? Shall we fawn round the priestcraft that glutted the shears, And festooned the stocks with our grandfathers' ears? Talk of Woolman's unsoundness? count Penn heterodox? And take Cotton Mather in place of George Fox? Make our preachers war-chaplains? quote Scripture to take The hunted slave back, for Onesimus' sake? Go to burning church-candles, and chanting in choir, And on the old meeting-house stick up a spire? No! the old paths we'll keep until better are shown, Credit good where we find it, abroad or our own; And while ‘Lo here’ and ‘Lo there’ the multitude call, Be true to ourselves, and do justice to all. The good round about us we need not refuse, Nor talk of our Z
The writings of John Greenleaf Whittier, Volume 6. (ed. John Greenleaf Whittier), Old portraits and modern Sketches (search)
hooks out of Mr. Emlen's breeches and swallowing them, of Mr. Beacham's locomotive tobacco-pipe, and the Rev. Mr. Munn's jumping Bible, and of a drunken mall punished for his intemperance by being lifted off his legs by an invisible hand! Cotton Mather's marvellous account of his witch experiments in New England delighted him. He had it republished, declaring that he must be an obstinate Sadducee who doubted it. The married life of Baxter, as might be inferred from the state of the times, wataries. Shaking off the dust of the Court from his feet, he retired to a dwelling in Charter-House Square, near his friend Sylvester's, and patiently awaited his deliverance. His death was quiet and peaceful. I have pain, he said to his friend Mather; there is no arguing against sense; but I have peace. I have peace. On being asked how he did, he answered, in memorable words, Almost well! He was buried in Christ Church, where the remains of his wife and her mother had been placed. An im
The writings of John Greenleaf Whittier, Volume 6. (ed. John Greenleaf Whittier), Historical papers (search)
etts. About midway between Salem and the ancient town of Newburyport, the traveller on the Eastern Railroad sees on the right, between him and the sea, a tall church-spire, rising above a semicircle of brown roofs and venerable elms; to which a long scalloping range of hills, sweeping off to the seaside, forms a green background. This is Ipswich, the ancient Agawam; one of those steady, conservative villages, of which a few are still left in New England, wherein a contemporary of Cotton Mather and Governor Endicott, were he permitted to revisit the scenes of his painful probation, would scarcely feel himself a stranger. Law and Gospel, embodied in an orthodox steeple and a court-house, occupy the steep, rocky eminence in its midst; below runs the small river under its picturesque stone bridge; and beyond is the famous female seminary, where Andover theological students are wont to take unto themselves wives of the daughters of the Puritans. An air of comfort and quiet broods ove
The writings of John Greenleaf Whittier, Volume 7. (ed. John Greenleaf Whittier), Zzz Missing head (search)
melancholy of the sects, as Dr. Moore calls them Perilous and glorious was it, under these circumstances, for such men as Mather and Stoughton to gird up their stout loins and do battle with the unmeasured, all-surrounding terror. Let no man lightlys frail man,— encountered their enemies with weapons forged by the stern spiritual armorer of Geneva. The life of Cotton Mather is as full of romance as the legends of Ariosto or the tales of Beltenebros and Florisando in Amadis de Gaul. All about hng over me to keep off the blows and stones; for the people had persuaded her that I had bewitched her husband. Cotton Mather attributes the plague of witchcraft in New England in about an equal degree to the Quakers and Indians. The first of ther and a good deal of reproach withal in their hopeless championship of error. The witches of Baxter and the black man of Mather have vanished; belief in them is no longer possible on the part of sane men. But this mysterious universe, through which,
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