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cts of 1855 and 1880, portions of Watertown and Belmont were granted to Cambridge. It exalts our estimate of the earlier commercial importance of our city when we read that by an act of Congress approved January 11, 1805, it was enacted that Cambridge should be a port of delivery, and subject to the same regulations as other ports of delivery in the United States. The custom-house was never built, yet under the stimulus given to real-estate interests by this act, large tracts of land on Broadway were sold with the condition inserted in the deed that no building of other material than brick or stone, or less than three stories in height, should ever be erected on them. Our present fire-limit ordinance, which applies only to our principal thoroughfares, is scarcely more severe. The condition has, however, been constantly violated, and but few buildings of the character named are found on the street after a period of nearly a century, during which our population has increased from t
become crowded, and more than once entirely filled; then an urgent call was made for another burial-place. Two and one fourth acres of ground were purchased on Broadway, at the corner of Norfolk Street. This was used nearly a half century, mostly by the inhabitants of those sections of the town, until the year 1854, when the pre made on the northern boundary, and by the further purchase of the Winchester estate on the south, so that to-day the whole area is more than sixty acres. The Broadway ground was disused in 1865, by authority from the General Court, April 29th of that year, as follows: Resolved, That the City Council of the City of Cambridge is hereby authorized, at the expense of the city, to remove the remains of the dead from the burial-ground between Broadway and Harvard Street in Ward number Two in said Cambridge, to the Cambridge cemetery, or such other burial-place in the vicinity of Cambridge as the relatives and friends of the deceased may designate and provide
nsferred to the Lee Street church, which had been fitted up to receive it. The English High School retained the old building. The separation took place March 1, 1886, both schools continuing in charge of William F. Bradbury until September of that year, when Frank A. Hill entered upon his duties as head master of the English High School, Mr. Bradbury continuing as head master of the Latin School. In 1892 the English High School moved into its present commodious and beautiful building on Broadway, between Trowbridge and Ellery streets. This structure was erected on land presented to the city by Frederick H. Rindge and at a cost to the city of $230,000. In September, 1888, the Cambridge Manual Training School for Boys, founded and maintained by Mr. Rindge, and placed under the superintendence of Harry Ellis, was opened to the boys of the English High School. As soon as the building at the corner of Broadway and Fayette Street was vacated by the English High School, it was remod
s expressed. In 1874 the library, for the use of which a fee of one dollar a year had been charged, was made free to the public; and in 1879 the name was changed to the Cambridge Public Library. In 1875 the library contained seven thousand volumes; in 1885 it had increased to eighteen thousand; and in 1895 to about fifty thousand. In 1887, when the need of enlarged accommodations had become urgent, Mr. Frederick H. Rindge generously offered to give the city a large tract of land on Broadway, and to erect thereon a public library building. The offer was gratefully accepted, and the building was completed in June, 1889. It contained a book-room, or stack, capable of holding eighty-five thousand volumes, a reading-room measuring sixty by twenty feet, a delivery-room, and a suite of rooms for the preservation of the works of Cambridge authors and artists and other memorials of the history of the city. In 1894 a new wing was added, which provides a reading-room for children, a
y, 1895. In the following month Mr. Francis S. Child was installed as general secretary, in charge of the central office, where he has worked with the utmost devotion for the past year, resigning at its close. Miss Mary L. Birtwell, who has been registrar for the last six months, succeeds him. Last July the central office was removed to 671 Massachusetts Avenue. In order to furnish employment to many men who were out of work through no fault of their own, a wood-yard was established on Broadway, corner of Brewery Street, and was carried on under the supervision of a committee of three directors during the winter of 1893-94. Since those who were citizens could be employed by the city, men who had not been naturalized were almost the only ones who worked here. The employment provided enabled them to earn something for themselves and their families, and prevented their receiving alms. This enterprise was conducted in cooperation with the Citizens' Relief Committee and the Overseer
lers, gas holders, oil and water tanks, and all kinds of plate iron works. Their works are located on Sixth Street near Broadway. The Roberts iron Works Co., manufacturers of boilers, has a large establishment on Main Street near the West Bostcess of the enterprise. At that time the business had grown to employ some sixty hands, and was occupying a building on Broadway, opposite the present location of the factory. In 1886, however, although there were not far from eighteen thousand sque mean time John P. Putnam and Francis Hardy had become members of the firm. In 1870 they erected the brick building on Broadway which they now occupy as a laboratory. The building is four stories with a basement, sixty by eighty feet, with an annetreet to Central Square, Main, Columbia, and Hampshire streets to the junction of the tracks of the Cambridge Railway on Broadway, the latter company having refused them the right to make connection on Main Street. The Charles River Company laid trac
Francis Jackson Garrison, William Lloyd Garrison, 1805-1879; the story of his life told by his children: volume 2, Chapter 3: the Clerical appeal.—1837. (search)
ministers were attacked in the pulpit or dragged from it—the Rev. John Rankin was knocked Lib. 7.39. down on leaving a church in Dayton, Ohio; elsewhere in the same State a private lecture by an abolitionist in his Lib. 7.34. own home was forcibly prevented by riotous invasion; and Marius R. Robinson (one of the Lane Seminary Ante, 1.454. seceders) was, two days after a similar lecture, dragged from his host's house at night, tarred and feathered, and Lib. 7.111. ridden out of town. On Broadway, in New York, one saw in shop windows bowie-knives for sale, marked Death to Abolition. From time to time, through the summer and Lib. 7.99. fall, from the extreme border of Northwestern civilization and settlement came news of popular disturbances at Alton directed against Lovejoy and his press, especially after he had published a call for the formation of a State Anti-Slavery Society. His life was, even to observers at Lib. 7.128, 135. a distance, clearly in great peril. Still, his
Wendell Phillips, Theodore C. Pease, Speeches, Lectures and Letters of Wendell Phillips: Volume 1, chapter 16 (search)
pon them, without thinking of that idle English nobleman at Florence, whose brother, just arrived from London, happening to mention the House of Commons, he languidly asked, Ah I is that thing going still? [Great merriment.] Did you ever see on Broadway — you may in Naples — a black figure grinding chocolate in the windows? He seems to turn the wheel, but in truth the wheel turns him. [Laughter.] Now such is the President of the United States. He seems to govern; he only reigns. As Lord Brouetter take it for their Museum. [Laughter and applause.] Mr. O'Connor, too, who gave the key-note to the New York meeting. The only argument he has for the Union is his assurance that, if we dissolve, there'll be no more marble store fronts on Broadway, and no brown-stone palaces in the Fifth Avenue! Believe me, this is literally all he named, except one which Mr. Everett must have been under the influence of an anodyne to have forgotten, but which, perhaps, it is better, on the whole, for Mr.
Wendell Phillips, Theodore C. Pease, Speeches, Lectures and Letters of Wendell Phillips: Volume 2, Suffrage for woman (1861) (search)
think every woman can say the same. She meets men now, she could meet nothing but men at the ballot-box; or, if she meets brutes, they ought not to be there. [Applause.] Indelicate for her to go to the ballot-box!-but you may walk up and down Broadway any time from nine o'clock in the morning until nine at night, and you will find about equal numbers of men and women crowding that. thoroughfare, which is never still. You may get into an omnibus,--women are there, crowding us out sometimes. llot-boxes. You belong to the century of Tamerlane and Timour the Tartar; you belong to China, where the women have no feet, because it is not meant that they shall walk. You belong anywhere but in America; and if you want an answer, walk down Broadway and meet a hundred thousand petticoats, and they are a hundred thousand answers. For if woman can walk the streets, she can go to the ballot-box, and any reason of indelicacy that forbids the one, covers the other. Woman will meet at the bal
Lydia Maria Child, Letters of Lydia Maria Child (ed. John Greenleaf Whittier, Wendell Phillips, Harriet Winslow Sewall), Introduction. (search)
aws off from the heart its black blood. The pole, science tells us, the magnet controls, But she is a magnet to emigrant Poles, And folks with a mission that nobody knows, Throng thickly about her as bees round a rose; She can fill up the carets in such, make their scope Converge to some focus of rational hope, And, with sympathies fresh as the morning, their gall Can transmute into honey,--but this is not all; Not only for those she has solace; O, say, Vice's desperate nursling adrift in Broadway, Who clingest, with all that is left of thee human, To the last slender spar from the wreck of the woman, Hast thou not found one shore where those tired drooping feet Could reach firm mother-earth, one full heart on whose beat The soothed head in silence reposing could hear The chimes of far childhood throb back on the ear? Ah, there's many a beam from the fountain of day That, to reach us unclouded, must pass, on its way, Through the soul of a woman, and hers is wide ope To the influence