The Portland daily press., 1888-06-30


dinner, which was served uuder the d,rac
tion OF MI Arthur L. Towle:
VIC. Davis. G. W. Sawyer.
Judge Nathan Webb ]. B. Pike and wife.
rtasi AMI wne. Ira II. Clark and wife,
0aa,ieS s,n 4. Jose ana i; L. Came and wife.
j. s Kicker and daugh- Miss 5. Say I. byer ysses
Rev. A. X p. Small and Miss Helen Emery.
~ a. N. r. Meserve KoU. ss--son Miiwatl-
DR.. F. A. Southwick. Ezra y. Perry. .'. ".'e:
L. b: bennett, Esq, and d. q; small.
Marx P. Emery and 6. II. Small;
Isaac L. Cain. Frederick Darling.
Mrs. s. 4. Hooper, Bos- samuel Boothpy ana
Mrs. L. NJ MiIliken, Colby Dearborn.
Boston Miss Nellie Bo0thby.
r.. q. Copant. Miss Minnie Boothby.
Chas. K. SWEET. Lemuel Coolbrotn.
Mrs Theodore Stone. Mrs. |. d. sawyer.
Miss Mary l.. Googins. Nathan Kedlon and wife.
Mrs g. L. Sawyer. w. G. Palmer.
Mrs. /. l.. Sears. Frank p. Rogers and
MIS- T. Perry. Leonard McKenney.
Henry Dunnell and wife. j. 4. F.McKenney and wife.
Chas. w. McKenny and Frank I. LaIraDee.
wife. Geo. w. Daring.
Lillian H. Small. John Bell and wife.
Ioseph A. Kendall and N. X. Sawyer and wife.
wife. Mrs. Chas. G0odridge.
Mrs. II. s. Davis. j. L. Rackln and wife.
S. p RedlOn. Daniel Brooks.
The tables were adorned with flowers, and
the dining hall decorated with flags. Be-
tween two long tables, in the center of the
hall, was situated a shorter table, beautifully
decorated, at which the officers sat. Had
Col. Berry, himself, witnessed the festive
scene, he might well have been satisfied with
it as maintaining the standard Of excellence
which characterized the famous turkey sup
pers which he served there forty years ago.
After dinner, President William G. Davis
called for order, and introduced l.. b. Dem
nett, Esq, who spoke to some length. The
following is an extract Of his address:
MR.. DENNETT's ADDRESS.
Mr. President, Ladies and Gentlemen Of the
York Society:
A few years ago the centennial of the legal
organization of Buxton as town was cele-
brated, and one of its distinguished sons,
Cyrus Woodman, of Cambridge, in our moth
or commonwealth of Massachusetts, the his
torian of the occasion, ably narrated the
leading public events Of its history. Another
| illustrious son, the lamented Chas. G. Came
ISs-... A. -s--l1i.,Gs with
thoughtful gem, preserved local traditions
and personal anecdotes for the entertainment
of future generations; Mark III. Dunnell, In
an eloquent grafton, still further embellshed
its annals; and Daniel bennett, born, and
still living, in Buxton, noted upon his maps
the sites Of the dwellings, burial places
churches and block-houses of its early set,
| tiers. On that memorable occasion, the sons
and daughters of Buxton returned in large
numbers from near and distant States, and
paid affectionate and honorable tribute to
the town of their birth. Today, for the first
| time, our association comes into Buxton and
the county Of York, on its annual excursion,
not to narrate history or recite poetry, but to
renew old acquaintances and associations
| and to make restful pause from our labors
and business in the city, amid the scenes and
| people of our childhood days. Those born
In York county have sentimental, II not q
legal, proprietorship In its land. And thus
| 1t may happen that we, who visit old York
today, in consequence of the revival Of ouI
sentimentality, although others may hold the
title deeds to the land. yet the true riches
this kind of ownership ceases at the end OF
the dream. But, fortunately, again, all the
best and most blessed moments Of our lives
are those in which our imaginations are
building their airy castles. and our fancies
are busy with the things which are not OF
the earth, earthly.
The western boundary of Buxton is In the
middle Of the stream of the river, which we
| call Saco, and which the Indians before us
called Saco. This river, dearer to us who
rivers selected for its watery bed, the
| chasms in the rocks, made when the up
heaval Of the land here, pulled off the super
| strata from the underlying granite, and left
these inevitable boundaries for its stream.
| The consequence Of this old time earthquake,
(not like one of our modern earthquakes
which just rustles the crockery in our china
| closets, for our old planet is as peaceful as
| the gospel now, compared with the times,
when continents were elevated and the ever.
In II
the great oceans went careering round the
| globe miles high mixing sand and clay and
bounders in all the confusion in which we
| see them on the earth) is that there are nc
| granite ledges and boulders in Buxton, but a
| superabundance Of both in Hollis
The house at Bear Hill, in Hollis, where
| our brother, Joseph A. Locke, was born,
| was surrounded by these boulders, and upon
| one OF those granite ledges, cushioned with
| soft moss, he sat when boy, we may well
conjecture, gravely meditating the sinfulness
| Of this world, while his father and brother
hoed the corn.
| This river, so much esteemed, so far as
| Buxton Is concerned, now serves as a fence
| and watering place for cattle, and a bathing
place for boys. Il used to swim across this
| river, but l did not carry upon my back 9
tired Casar."O 1t also turns the wheels OF
| some useful industries, and is utilized by our
| friends, Charles w. McKenney, Isaac b.
Came and A. K. p. Lord. to float and saw
/ LUclT llLtlt logs, Il SCOEt VI WniCu Will Hut
scale as much, and no plumber Of them equal
in dignity one of the logs OF ancient Buxton
/ But Buxton being free from granite ledges
and boulders, is town OF good farms and
farmers. Some Of the members Of our asso'
se wSsTe sa hod ider the su'neS eS
farms. Cyrus woodman. ESQ.,, of Cam
bridge, the greatest historian of Bux
ton, owns the farm where he was born
Our brother member, Mark T; Emery, whose
love Of the old farm home OF his boyhooc
days has been so steadfast through all thu
years of long business career, that he has
| kept the old hearth stone daily swept, the
| cattle fat and sleek, and every morning the
rafters have resounded with the shrill voice Of
| chanticleer, as sweet to the ear as the fresf
eggs, cream and butter have been to his pal
ate, costing him perhaps In silver, ounce fol
ounce; but what cares he, do not his boat!
sail upon a summers sea of prosperity? an(
does not his friend, and the friend of men
William G. Davis, born in far off Limingtor
in York, who, when boy, escaped from
that wall checkered town, because he .di6
not like to lift the heavy stones upon th0ss
walls, as history tells us, 90 at 7 O'Clock II
the morning to the wharf where those boat
land their freight, and busy himself there I
hour, begin in hunks and masts?
Isaac Emery, doing with irrepressible en-
ergy many things elsewhere, at last comei
back to the soil Of his birth, and turns up t
the summers sun its shining burrows. Som'
say he holds the plow himself, aud some sa,
he does not Having no knowledge OF tn
facts, incline to the reasonable opinion
knowing the man as do, that when he i
not tired he does hold the plow, but tina
when he is tired ho does not.
Charles E. Jose, whose shining crocker,
adorns more tables in Maine than all others
and Horatio N. Jose, whose costly blocks o
new and magnificent designs beautify th
streets Of Portland, brothers, and Buxtor
born; who knows but they may yet brin
their splendid farms in Cape Elizabeth hom
to Buxton? The operation would probabl
only double their cost. But the farmers Il
the manner born" who continue their ca
reers as farmers constitute the magnifcen
! majority. Oh, that they wisely knew an
felt their power. They would then enforc
political economy which should Civ