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Medford Historical Society Papers, Volume 29., The Cradock house, past and future. (search)
e while truth is getting his boots on, runs the old proverb, and the tradition which apparently assumed its first form in the splendid history of Medford by Rev. Charles Brooks is more potent than the infinite accuracy of Judge Wait, Mr. Walter Cushing, so long teacher of history in our Medford schools, John Hooper and Moses Mann. oles for use of muskets, there is no possible warrant in the known relation of Medford with the Indians. The houses were few; as far, indeed, as the historian, Mr. Brooks, had been able to determine, there were hardly a hundred known freemen with their wives and families before 1680. But after the death of Cradock there seems tohould properly have been in brick yards, or ship building. But if the list of purchases of land made by Peter Tufts alone between 1664 and 1697, as recorded by Mr. Brooks, be authentic, their money must have been made in real estate deals that would completely overshadow the Lawrence and Brooks development put together. In short
Medford Historical Society Papers, Volume 29., The Identity of the Cradock house. (search)
ancient appendages, and make it a depository for Medford antiquities, for an historical library, and a museum of natural curiosities. It would then be an honor to our town; be made perhaps the scene of a noble tragedy by some gifted writer; and, above all, it would then be a proper monument to the memory of Medford's first friend and founder. So far as is known this is the earliest printed allusion to this old house, and this contains no tradition except old Fort or Garrison House. Mr. Brooks assumed and asserted it to be Governor Cradock's House, and presented the above to make his conclusion inevitable, but cited no proof whatever. His inference was accepted as actual history at a time when very few town histories had been written, and passed unchallenged for forty years. It was repeated, quoted from, enlarged, embellished with fiction, until any dissent was deemed sacrilege. We recall that during Mr. Hooper's reading of Old Houses a worthy man at our side made a dismal g
Medford Historical Society Papers, Volume 29., And who was Peter Tufts? (search)
at rock where the road led off to Woburn. It might be interesting to follow him through the succeeding years, in town meetings there and the town's effort to maintain worship without any existing church organization—not a very successful venture, either, as the town records, which had begun to be kept, show us. But the eighteenth century had begun, and in 1712 a new movement started—Meadford had a Fast Day and time of prayerful consideration of church gathering. Preparing for this, one Brooks provided neats toong and cheese, and Captain Peter must have killed the fatted calf for veall for the fast, and Mrs. Hall entertained the ministers. What the liquid refreshment was does not appear, but the town paid the bill, as the town book shows eleven shillings and ninepence, a very modest outlay. Doubtless Peter Tufts had his part in the general jubilation at the ordination feast of the new minister, Rev. Aaron Porter. We wish he had left some record of his mile-and-half journey up t
Medford Historical Society Papers, Volume 29., Middlesex Fells. (search)
feeling acquired through city life by idling time away to the harmony of song birds and the whisperings of trees caressed of breezes. Let the pedestrian stroll through silent, shady glens past the Panther Cave and the Stone Face to the rush-bordered depths of Wright's pond; or wend his way along the reservoir to Spot pond with its attractive zoo. He may view these three waters while they are serene under a cloudless sky or tossing in white-capped rage when lashed by the wind-driven rain. Brooks there are, which take their murmuring course through fern-grown bottom lands or rush in miniature cascades down the rocky steeps, later to ripple gently toward the waters of the Mystic. Motorist and pedestrian have access to excellent observatories, one at Bear hill, Stoneham, the other in the very heart of the Medford section of the Fells, a monument to the name of Lawrence. Both are easily reached from convenient roads. The variety of views from the latter tower are exceptional. Fro