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High street about 1820.
Mr. Elijah B. Smith, who was born in Medford, April 4, 1813, and died in that city, August 16, 1903, wrote, just before his death, a few recollections of the old homesteads in West Medford which were standing in his boyhood, and his notes form the basis of this article. H. T.W.
ABOUT a hundred rods from Weir bridge, on the north side of High street was a small house owned by Spencer Bucknam, occupied by a Mr. Peirce, afterward by Isaac Greenleaf for a few years, and then torn down.
Mr. Greenleaf lived afterward on Fulton street.
On the south side of the street was the Payson farm of some fifty acres. The house and other buildings were a few rods from the Middlesex Canal.
Elijah Smith and family occupied this place from 1800 to 1830. Mr. Smith was born in Lexington, Massachusetts.
He was six years old when the battle of Lexington occurred, and he had a distinct remembrance of the event.
The Payson farm being so near to the canal bridge, Mr.
Medford Historical Society Papers, Volume 15., Old Medford Schoolboys' letters. (search)
Old Medford Schoolboys' letters.
AMONG the residents of Medford who lived to a good old age was Elijah B. Smith.
In his boyhood he had a chum, who in 1894 resided in Dorchester, and replied under date of February 9 to a letter from his old friend Lige.
In it he said:
It is recorded in the good book that J. K. F. was b.
If the old friends met on that occasion it was probably their last meeting, and what an exchange of old-time reminiscences they must have had!
We reproduce Mr. Smith's letter in the Register, with the remark that a portion of it may also be found in an Historical Souvenir of Medford, issued in 1903 by the Sarah Bradlee Fultonnd when you shall visit our old town again I surely will meet you, if not dead or lame.
With a multitude of good wishes from your old schoolmate and friend, E. B. Smith.
Mr. Fuller began his reply with the words Dear young friend, and named several of his schoolmates who struggled to master the three Rs, Reading, Riting an
Poem. by Elijah B. Smith. Fifty years have rolled on, as the records will say, This month of October, this seventeenth day; And well is remembered a long morning ride In the ‘Old One Horse Shay,’ with no one beside, Well wrapped in a cloak, then the garment in vogue, That covered the faults of the saint or the rogue. A wish or a summons had come from a friend, That duty and pleasure induced to attend; As once was the custom in old Galilee, A wedding that day we were destined to see. The bride and the bridegroom, both youthful and fair, Were pledged to each other life's duties to share. The guests were assembled, the service was done, And two were pronounced to be merged into one. The bride cake was broken; the marriage feast o'er, The pair left their home for a tropical shore. Successful and crowned with the blessings of health, Time brought to their coffers the comfort of wealth. No longer required were the labors for gain; They thought of New England and homeward they came. What
Medford Historical Society Papers, Volume 29., Fin De Siecle. (search)