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ets with the bell ringing. Their campaign cry was, All up! All up! and because their candidates were John Bell and Edward Everett, this bell found place in demonstrations of the party in various towns in the Commonwealth. The men on the dray would swing the bell and shout at its Ding-dong, And Everett. This bell was cast by Hooper & Co. in Boston, and bore this inscription, Massachusetts for the Union, the Constitution and the enforcement of the laws, (fugitive slave law and all), and on the opposite side the words, Bell & Everett, 1860. In one of those demonstrations was a transparency that said John is the Bell, Will toll the knell, Of all the hopes that Abe built. A few days later the country knew that Honest Old Abe, thensurance money) by the Trinitarian Parish, and placed in the tower of its new church on High street. The words, Bell and Everett, were chipped from it, otherwise the inscription remains. After the union of that society with the Mystic Church and th
Medford Historical Society Papers, Volume 17., An old Medford school boy's reminiscences. (search)
he corner of the lane, where a Mr. Staniels lived at about 1835. He moved to the top of Winter Hill where he built a showy house very near the fork where Governor Edward Everett once lived and where about two centuries earlier Governor John Winthrop built his cementless stone house. The Mystic region has been a good place for Governors, for we may count Governor Cradock and Governor John Brooks and Governor Everett again. Late in life he lived on the west side of Mystic upper lake. To Mr. Staniels, succeeded on Simonds hill Mr. William Russell and his son Frank. These were accomplished gentlemen and carried on in Boston a noted Academy of elocution. pupils were a size larger. I was about five, and recall the awe with which we contemplated the two oldest; one was Oliver Wellington, aged ten, and the other was Everett his brother, aged nine. They came from the Wellington farm on the east frontier of the town. Our playground was in the lane and in Mr. Dudley Hall's great barn