New-York daily tribune., 1858-11-11

Beneath the monument is tomb, which the
ouds said had been fun, but the collins and their
eccupapts are Dow nearly crumbed away. Around
This monument are tie original graves OF Peregrlne
White. the first white child born In New England,
and of Ls brother Resolve White, and Also OF tner
mo,Ler Mrs. Susanna White Winsi0w. Inc
names on the stones were so covered WIN moss
that could only make out word here ana tnere.
Beyond the Winsow graves are those Oh 'ne
Thomases and Of others whose names are less
Familiarity known in the early history Oi tDis
country. They were all old, and often Wild rose
tree. with its pink blossoms, was more consplcu-
ons monument than the crumbllng stone beneath
II on which the " HE iacet" WAS inscribed. Inc
old church ard globe had stood close by the grave
ward The church was taken down IN 1886 Alter
the old church was taken down new one was
erected in its stead in the village of Marshheld,
about two miles from the old site.
Leaving the burial-place, | assembled " BLACK
Mount" the hill 10 the south of the Webster Home.
stead II commands a fine view of TIE town OF
Marshield, which is much like many other New
England villages with IFS white church and dwell
ings embowered in trees MIR. Websters estate
originally contained 600 acres, and reached from
here TO the sea. Ii comprised the Homestead,
Careswell House, in which Mr.. Fletcher Webster
lived. the Window House, the gardeners, :, the
Cottages" in which the farm people lived, and
land was owned by the Thomases and the Wlnsiows,
from the Three Rivers" mile above here, to
Uuxbury and the sea.
Yhe prospect of the ocean from here was the
finest that ever saw. 1t covered about one-third
of the horizon, and was entirely unbroken BY
islands.
We now proceeded to the Winslow House. l
said before that it was twO-story building. III
WAS made of wood, and was about 10 feet brosd,
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large por,ico in front. 4 great wing projected
behind. but much of this had been taken away BY
Mr. Webster after he bought the place, tor 1t was
100 old and dilspidated 10 be repaired. Entering
the front door, found broad but shallow hall.
The stud was very high for so old mansion, II
having been built more than hundred and hity
years ago, when Gen. Winslow was child and
he was brought to it in petticoats. staircase
with two landings led to the hall above A large
paror was on either side of the entry, wanscotted
and with tles around the deep ire-places.
Passing through one of these psr0rs, l found
myself in q labyrinth of kitchens and pantries,
and, mounting up two or three steps, l came into
dairy set round with shelves. In one OF the
kitchens was a great fireplace in which man
might easily have stood upright; the back of II had
been filed in with brick so that it is not 80 deep
now as formerly. pair of great doors now
fastened up en- one side of the room, had afforded
l entrance in past times they said, to pair OF
steers who dragged into the kitchen an immense
/ backlog which was rolled into the chimney and
burnt for fortnight. AS looked up at the great
oaken beams in the back rooms, and went through
many dark windy passages, thought the great
: fre-places must have been needed to keep the
Madams Winslow and their babies from freezing.
In the back of one of these fre-places was coat
! of.arms bearing the WinslOw crest.
What struck me much were the little closets NJ
I the corners of the rooms and BY the sides OF the
chmneys, and In my mind eye, saw them again
filled with the handsome silver tankards and cana
of other days, and brimming with old wines and
old Jamaica and the quaint old China dishes o.
sweetmeats and cheese; and imagined the stately
powdered gentlemen in small clothes and velve,
coats with their wives in high heels and br0cades
sitting opposite each other BY great fires, and
served by the Weil-bred faithful black servants o
that time.
Up stairs the front rooms correspOnded to the
ones on the lower floor, and were finished equally
well. In one of these rooms there was story that
"Aunt Oliver piOus and venerable maiden, had
died. She prayed much aud often sent for good
deacon, who lived at a considerable distance, u
/ come and unite his applications with hers One
night, on retiring, she had placed her little warm.
ing-pan of Goals the hearth of her chamber, and
opening her prayer-book before her, had kneeled
down for her evening deyOtions. The next morn
ing the little pan was found where she had placed
if, by the chimney, with the Goals dead, and good
Aunt Oliver Was still on her knees, stiff and cold
as the Goals themselves with her prayerbOok still
open.
Going through the front rooms we entered the
servants chambers, a series of low and rudely-
finished apartments and leading of by an entry
behind them Was a small, dark chamber, with .
/ heavy Oaken door at the entrance. 1t had but one
window, which only partially lighted the room 80
small We're the panes and so heavy the frame. The
ceiling was of rough boards resting on Oists and a
deep, low brick fireplace At the further end only
increased the dreaTy aspect of the place. My
guide and entered. In the back OF the room
was door which led into another just large
enough TO hold u bed, and with its only window
nailed UP.
ber." But Why" inquired /, had she 50 poor
rooml' 'She was crazy. And sometimes,
when there were great parties going on in the rooms
below, she would descend the stairs and look so
sad and Wild and say and do such strange things to
the guests that they had to shut her up here; and
here she lived Summer and Winter for many years
and in that little dark closet she died No one saw
her except the servants" "She was not a servant
there herself" "No; but don't well know who
she was; she was not Winsow. The people
who lived here a few years ago tell me that ia
stormy nights sometimes. when the wind sighs and
sobs go, ss it does in old houses where great many
people have lived who are now all dead, they hear
little child waillng III these back rooms some
where, and woman trying to lull it in the direc.
tiOn Of Aunt Massa's chamber And they say,
too, but of course nobody believe, anything about
IT, that In the great storm we had few years ago,
, when the Minot's Ledge Lighthouse was DESTROYED,
q woman's voice was heard CRYING TO her lover 70
save her from wreck and then great splash
came, but it was only more violent gust of wind
and rsi1 ON the ewes, guess; and then the storm
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