will be seen that Mr. Stetson was an interested and careful reader of the Register.
His quaint remarks about the spectacle town and the bulky red nose show that in the olden time the division between east and west in Medford was a prominent and physical one.
Never before has anyone pointed out so clearly the barrier the cliffs of old Pasture hill placed in the way of travel as has Mr. Stetson, or called attention to the absence of buildings between the old house of Jonathan Wade and Parson Turell's (at our Winthrop square) for a century after Medford's settlement.
We can but wish that Miles Standish had left us some account of fording the river and walking along that narrow shelving beach, the verge just above high-water mark and following the trail up the steep in front of the library lot on the occasion of his visit in September, 1621.
Those of us who remember the vicinity of Rock hill ere the river was moved southward and the parkway built can readily get an idea of the great