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Old Medford records are not more peculiar than those of other towns, as witness the following:— Woburn Dr. to Daniel Reed Junior, to boarding Sallypriest nine weeks at 2s. per week ending5th of March——ye £.s. 0.18.0 to her bringing the itch into my family I leave toyour generosity, but money should not hire me tohave it. Daniel Reed Junior Woburn March 2 ye 1792 Allowed for Itch1-0.-0 ——— £ 1. 18. 0 In Medford, in 1702, the town had a reckoning with Ensign John Bradshaw, and found there was due him for labor performed and minister's board, from the beginning of the world to this day £ 16, 16s, 6d. But ninety-one years later, when money was dollars, rum seems to have been current in Charlestown. Some one has styled it Everlasting Rum. Charlestown, April 6, 1793. This day Rec'd of Benj n Wright one Glass of Cherry Rum in full of all Demands from the beginning of the World to the end of the World I say Rec'd by Mr Nehemiah Wyman.
Medford Historical Society Papers, Volume 13., Stage-coach days in Medford. (search)
d distances from each other of inns of established reputation, were printed in early almanacs and similar publications. After 1805 we find the stage-coach lines inserted in Thomas' Almanac, the times of arrival and departure, the place of headquarters noted, together with the days and number of times a week the coach started out. The Medford innkeepers' names given in these road lists were as follows: 1771, Jones; 1773, Billings; 1780, Billings; 1782, Porter; 1792, Blanchard, and also Bradshaw; 1794, Blanchard; 1800, Hezekiah Blanchard, located at Union Hall. These are taken at random from the various almanacs above mentioned. As the Blanchards were tavern-keepers for fifty years, and their house was the house par excellence, that name appears for many years. Strangely enough, sometimes the distance of this tavern from Boston is given as four miles and sometimes five. A gentleman eighty-five years of age, living in Medford, describes most interestingly the journeys he mad