The Portland daily press. [volume] (Portland, Me.) 1862-1921, 1884-01-05

sCARBORO's CEETENARIAN.
MIR. Jacob REiIIihcn Celebrates His IOOth
Birthday Anniversary-He nHiniscence
of Mis- Younger Days Related by Him
self.
Yesterday five children of Mr.. Jacob Mill
ken, viz; Charles of Deering, Mrs. Julia Rich,
James and Freedom of Boston. George q. of
Scavboro, several grandchildren and great
grandchildren and other relatives, together
with rs OF the neighbors and townsmen
assembled at his home to celebrate his Tooth
birthday. The old gentleman was cheerful
and greeted his friends with the cordially of
the Golden time" He was ready to converse
concerning matters of the past or present, re
membering recent events quite as well as those
that transpired b alf century ago.
Born five years before the Inauguration of
the first President Mr.. Milliken may be said to
have lived through all the years Of our govern
ment. He insists that he voted for Thomas
Jefferson when renominated for second term,
although he lacked two months Of his
majority.
People were not SO particular then as they
are now" says he, "besides my uncle was one
of the selectmen that year. When was boy
there was good deal of business done at
Dunstan. There was mora shipping owned
here then than in any place in these parts
Portland was small place then. Large guam
titles of lumber were hauled from Salmon
Falls and from mills in the vicinity. have
seen the Dunstan Landing road (half q mile
long) piled the whole length with lumber
awaiting shipment in the spring. Vessels of
100 tons were then considered large Masts
were towed to Portsmouth and shipped from
there. Many of the men followed the sea-
others were engaged in shipbuilding, manu-
featuring lumber and, of course, in farming.
Yes, they made shipping shingles for the West
India trade-they could do that sort of work
when they could do nothing else. Shipping
shingles were not more than foot long
have seen man carry five bundles of them
at time; the wager was quart of rum. The
man carried bundle under each arm, bun
die with each hand, and another slung, and
carried in his teeth. I remember the cid
Westinghouse at Dunstan-it had gallery on
three sides and the pulpit was set up on posts
1t was torn down in 1902. DIR. Southgate
built his brick house in 1903 and moved into it
in 1909, when he was SO years old. Governor
King was frequently at Scarboro, and others
Of the KiBg family. The widow King re-
moved from the old King house to Scottows
Hill farm in 1901 Yes, got lost in corn
field once when l was boy. 1t was on the
same lot where Hobson cut off a heavy growth
of pine logs about ten years ago. You can see
the rows OF the Indian corn hills there when
the snow is off. My grandfather, Abraham Lord,
died in Scarboro. My grandmother with her
sons moved to Ellsworth about the time of the
Revolution. When young man i visited
her and she told me that she had seventy-one
grandchildren. One of my uncles had eight
sons and eight daughters. My father was a
soldier in the Revolution and pensioner.
was soldier In the war of 1872 and receive a
pension"
During the afternoon several gentlemen
from Portland and Saco arrived and extended
kindly greetings.
The following poem from the pen of the
California poetess, Miss Ina Coolbrith, rela-
tive of Mr.. Milliken, was read and highly APP
preciated by all:
To your patriarchal feast
In our country's farthest East,
|, a Stranger not a guest,
Greeting send from fartbest West
Somewhere, in some far-off line.
Blood of yours was blood of mine
So they say. 1t matters not;
Since were we of alien race,
Strange of color, tongue and face,
Kalmac, Tartar, Hottentot,
Mongol, Afric, Indian
Trace the races he who can 49,
White, or black, or red, or brown,
Safe it is to write it down,
At the one great Fathers knee
Common children all are we,
So my kinsman health and peace!
Can say-"Your years increase
When the full threescore and ten
Melted unto common mem
Limit of the toll and strife,
The strange mystery called Life
Long your steps steps iiiia have oyer F passse?
Strange it is our thoughts to cast
Down century's long track
In one lifetime looking back!
Why! when you first saw the light
Scarcely how to wear Alright
Her young freedom-strange and new
AS this world of ours to you
Did our maiden nation know
You have seen her empire grow,
Rise of sun to set Of sun,
Lands of fire, and lands of snow,
Gathered, blended, one by one,
AS the light Of stars is blent
In one glorious frmament;-
Till our timid Princess towers
Queen above her sister powers
You have seen her fair head bowed
Thrice beneath bloody cloud;
Thrice triumphant. wear the crown
OF adanger battled down;
Thrice her hands the sword release
For the lily-blooms of peace.
Stranger yet,-fulfllment bold
Of that wild, wierd vision, t tt
By wizard burned of old
For his magic,-name it We
Rather his true prophecy
You have known; Upon the sea
Sailless, oarlsss, ships to row;
Carriage without horse to go;
Man in air to move like bird; =
Air to burn; and uttered word
AT thousand miles be heard;
Round the whole great globe belt
Like living pulse be felt;
Even the sun-and this is worse
Monarch of our universe
Forced with artist touch to trace
Portraits of our mortal racer
Is the age of miracle
At an end, indeed? When still,
Day by day, and hour by hour,
Is unfoided some new power.
New, and yet as old as time,
Waiting but the touch sublime,
Waiting but the master mind
To reveal it to mankind.
Surely, God is with the earth
Now, as at her hour of birth
Still He walks her gardens wide
Morning-time and eyen-tide
Clearly still His mighty word
By the listening ear is heard.
Man of years and silver hair,
Great the honor which you bear
In the 'added length of days"
He has given. Give Him praise!
May that vast, mysterious viii
Grant thee added blessings still,
Every hour that yet is thine
Link with mortal the divine,
Till thy hundred years shall be
Merged into eternity.
Oakland, California, Dec. "a, 1888.
An appropriate poem by Mr.. W. II. Graf
fam OF ScarboIo was also read by its author
MUSIC AND DRAMA.
CONCERT TO MR.. GRIMMER.
We are glad to see complimentary concert
is to be rendered Mr.. Charles Grimmer on Jan
18th, a musician of whom any community
might be proud. For twenty-five years Mr.
| Grimmer has been familiar to our citizana.