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Grammar school (United Kingdom) (search for this): chapter 13
a, with whom he came into frequent collision. It would be difficult to say which of them won the palm in the interchange of vitriolic personalities. I had intended to give a more complete description of the buildings in the square and its neighborhood, but the enumeration of them would be prolix and interesting only to a few. I will therefore proceed at once to give some account of the schools of Medford as I passed through them from 1836 to 1842. I first attended the Cross-street Grammar School, kept of Mr. Aaron Magoun, afterwards a muchre-spected teacher in one of the Cambridgeport schools, of which he was master for a very long term of years. The Cross-street school was a school very much after the antique pattern. Boys and girls attended of all ages, from eight years to twenty. The teacher had twice or thrice as much to do as he could attend to, and the discipline was of a very rough-and-ready sort. The curriculum which I followed up was remarkable for its limitations:
Surinam (Surinam) (search for this): chapter 13
r of the house in the square which Brooks, I know not by what authority, says was built in 1725. Dr. Simon Tufts was succeeded by his son, Dr. Simon Tufts, Jr., a man of high character and excellent professional standing. In my earliest recollection of the Tufts house it was occupied by Mr. Turell Tufts, son of Dr. Simon Tufts, Jr., who died in 1842. I well remember Mr. Turell Tufts, a stout gentleman of florid countenance and somewhat imperious ways. He had at one time been consul at Surinam, and had accumulated a handsome fortune for those days. In later years he became one of the town's magnates, filling at different periods the offices of town treasurer, chairman of the board of selectmen, representative, etc., but at the time of which I write he had retired from affairs and was enjoying with dignity a gentlemanly leisure. I think he never married, but he kept house in the old mansion and diffused a generous hospitality. I take it he was fond of books, for he left $500 to
Suffolk County (Massachusetts, United States) (search for this): chapter 13
g the school I entered upon the study of Latin, and then the darkness which hung over English grammar was lifted, for Latin is an inflected language, and from the change of terminations one learns what is meant by the agreement and relations of words in the application of the rules of syntax. My first teacher in the High School was Mr. Daniel H. Forbes, a very earnest and faithful instructor. He was succeeded by Mr. Isaac Ames, a graduate of Dartmouth, afterwards Judge of Probate of Suffolk County. He was a man of broad culture and high aims, and his bright personality at once impressed itself upon the school. To come under the influence of a mind of original power, and of a nature ardent, generous, and manly, is to young people the best part of a liberal education, and such was the good fortune of those who attended the High School during the incumbency of Mr. Ames. The course of study in the old High School was of a mixed character. It was almost altogether an English cour
Alabama (Alabama, United States) (search for this): chapter 13
stered! Thus they snatched a brand from the burning! The Bishops were also a prominent family in Medford for more than a century. Mr. Nathaniel Bishop died in 1850, and after his death his children took up their residence in other parts of the country. I also have a kindly remembrance of the fine family of the Clisbys, with which I was very intimate in my boyhood. They are all dispersed. Aaron Warner Clisby, my especial friend and playmate, is, or was a few years ago, a clergyman in Alabama. The name of Swan was also well known and honored sixty years ago. No one bears that name here now. Mr. Samuel Swan had a family of seven children, and of them I have heard this story: Some one asked which of two of his sons, Lincoln or Timothy, was the elder. Let's see, was the answer; there are Sam, Dan, Jo, Han, Lin, Tim, and Ca—Oh, Lin is the elder! The names, properly extended, were Samuel, Daniel, Joseph, Hannah, Lincoln, Timothy, and Caleb. Daniel Swan was the beloved physician
West Indies (search for this): chapter 13
closed my connection with the High School. I left it to attend the private school of Mr. Day, kept in the larger building which used to occupy the site upon which the residence of Mr. Joseph Manning, on Forest street, now stands. Mr. Day was the successor of Mr. John Angier, long and favorably known as the principal of a boarding-school which obtained a high repute under his management, and which was at one time attended by George W. Curtis and by pupils from other States, and from the West Indies. I might go on interminably, but I spare you. The story is long when one abandons himself to memory. I have tried to give you a glimpse of the Medford of sixty years ago. If we could find somewhere, in some way, the diary or journal of some Puritan Samuel Pepys, dating say back to the year 1650, recording the story of the building up of the town of Medford,—telling of the people, their ways and manners, their thoughts and experiences,—what would we not give for it! The lack of such
New England (United States) (search for this): chapter 13
ility. I do not suppose, however, there were a dozen houses in Medford at that time that cost more than six thousand dollars. They were plain but substantial structures that accorded well with the homely ways and thrifty habits of the earlier New England generations. There was plenty of timber in the frames of these buildings, not held together with ten-penny nails, but well mortised and well braced, calculated to set at defiance a September gale or a winter blizzard. These houses were all h building will be found in Usher's edition of Brooks' History. And the Tufts family played an important part in the earlier and later history of the town. The founder of the family, Mr. Peter Tufts, was born in England in 1617, and came to New England somewhere about 1638 and was one of the earliest settlers of Malden, where he was a large land-owner. He also bought of Cradock's heirs 350 acres of land in what is now one of the most thickly settled parts of Medford. His son, Capt. Peter T
South River (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 13
inthrop street) as far as the present Winchester line; and the same might be said of Forest street up to the Stoneham line, —as well as of Salem street below Fulton street to the Maiden line. On Main street, from the present Stearns' avenue to the Somerville line, there were only two or three houses. To sum the matter up, the bulk of the population of the town lived within half a mile of the square, including Ship and Park streets, Union street,—then called Back street,—and a portion of South street as far as the Winthrop-street bridge. There were but three houses on the Medford turnpike, now called Mystic avenue. I think I have given you a pretty accurate account of the distribution of the population of Medford in 1836. With boyish enterprise I soon made myself acquainted with the topography of the town. Let me tell you of a little incident which happened to me the first time I crossed over to the south side of Cradock bridge— then a wooden drawbridge. I had just got ove
Stoneham (Massachusetts, United States) (search for this): chapter 13
high street as far as Meeting House brook, looked very much as they do now, making allowance for some changes in buildings—not very many. Between Meeting House brook and the Lowell railroad there were very few houses—not more than half a dozen, as I remember. West Medford had then practically no existence as a settlement. There was but a house or two on Purchase street (now North Winthrop street) as far as the present Winchester line; and the same might be said of Forest street up to the Stoneham line, —as well as of Salem street below Fulton street to the Maiden line. On Main street, from the present Stearns' avenue to the Somerville line, there were only two or three houses. To sum the matter up, the bulk of the population of the town lived within half a mile of the square, including Ship and Park streets, Union street,—then called Back street,—and a portion of South street as far as the Winthrop-street bridge. There were but three houses on the Medford turnpike, now call
Rhode Island (Rhode Island, United States) (search for this): chapter 13
c, and in making his notes of the evidence of witnesses he had a funny way of repeating their words. For instance, in a case of assault and battery a witness would depose: He came up to him and shook his fist in his face. Mr. Bartlett, following the evidence, while writing it down, would say audibly, Shook his fist, shook his fist, shook his fist in his face, shook his fist in his face. All of this was vastly entertaining to us youngsters. He married the sister of Tristram Burgess, of Rhode Island, member of Congress, and famous for his powers of sarcasm and invective, which made him the rival of John Randolph, of Virginia, with whom he came into frequent collision. It would be difficult to say which of them won the palm in the interchange of vitriolic personalities. I had intended to give a more complete description of the buildings in the square and its neighborhood, but the enumeration of them would be prolix and interesting only to a few. I will therefore proceed at once t
Elisha Stetson (search for this): chapter 13
es in the handsomest manner in the closing scenes. Mr. Tufts seems to have held to heroic practices in matters dietetic; he is reported to have said that the reason why mince-pies hurt people was because they did not make them rich enough. The sidewalk in front of Mr. Turell Tufts' house used to be our favorite resort for a game of marbles. We found a pleasant shade under the two mighty buttonwoods, and the ground was smooth and hard. Here on a pleasant day might have been seen Parson Stetson's sons, the Halls, Lawrences, Clisbys, Sam Gregg, Charley Ballou, John Burrage, and others who shall be nameless. Charles Ballou was a dead shot at marbles, and when he aimed at your alley, six feet off, it was a good plan to say good-by to it. When the play became noisy, Mr. Tufts would sally out from his front door, wildly flourish his cane, and order us off. So David Copperfield's Aunt Betsey Trotwood used to rush out to drive the intrusive donkey from her green. We obeyed, but the re
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