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ord of early conveyances of land and buildings, carefully copied from the books of the Middlesex Registry by the late John H. Hooper. It comprises one hundred and four pages (eight and one-half by eleven and one-half inches), fifty-three lines on each, as the ruling is but three-sixteenths of an inch apart. It was certainly some job Mr. Hooper did. Any who doubt will be quickly convinced by an examination of the ancient record books, with their quaint spelling and queer chirography, now care were mentioned, and would be pleased to have some expert now locate them after a careful reading of the following from Mr. Hooper's transcript:— It is also agreed that there shall be a common landing place upon Stephen Willis' land, in his secons Canal street, a hundred and ten years before the canal was even thought of. The map of early Medford, also made by Mr. Hooper from the data he thus secured, is invaluable, showing as it does the earliest division of the Cradock farm (which was
ed Lincoln Swan. There were two of the name—cousins. Their grandfather, Samuel Swan, Jr., who lived at Furness' corner named one of his sons for his old Revolutionary commander, Benjamin Lincoln. There were six of them and a daughter, but none other had middle names. He abbreviated them all, saying: There are Sam, Dan——Jo, Han——Lin, Tim, Ca. Sam (uel) and Lin (coln) each had an eldest son, Benjamin Lincoln. One of these must have been the author of the poem, and along with our Mr. Hooper one of the schoolboys he tells of in his writing of the bower on p. 13, Vol. XXII, of the Register. We incline to the thought that he was son of the Benjamin Lincoln Swan who moved to New York. Lines on Revisiting a favorite spot Called the Bower, in the Woods of Medford, after several years' absence Beautiful Bower! my long-loved spot, In boyhood's sunny days, Happy and rare has been thy lot, For finger of change has marr'd thee not, Or spirit of cold decay. Touchingly true t