Morning journal and courier., 1890-09-04
COMMUNICATIONS.


To the Editor of the JOURNAL AND COURIER:
Early in the season we took cars for
Boston. On arriving there, after visiting
some noted places in the city and calling
on friends, we went over to Salem, town
few miles north, where we enjoyed "a
very refreshing, homelike visit in the fam
lily of much valued and early friend.
In driving around the old town we passed
the house where the old man, Mr. Joseph
White was murdered in 1880. 1t at once
arrested my attention, as for one remem-
bered the excitement this murder occa-
shield, the real assassin, committed sui
eide in Jail. The accessories, the two
Knapps, were hung.
Next we went to Lexington and saw the
grounds where the first battle of the Rev
olutionary war was fought-Concord is
near-and it must be with the deepest in
terest every American citizen recalls the
scenes transacted in these two places in
April, 1775. We had good visit here
with an old friend whom we knew at Con-
stantinople, Turkey, and who at the time
of the Crimean war managed "bakery"
there, which sent loads of bread to the
sick and wounded soldiers, who crossed
the Black sea from the battlefield to the
hospital made ready for them at Scutari,
on the Asiatic shore of the Bosphorus
From here we went on to Saratoga, n. Y,
to attend the annual meeting of the Home
| Missionary society. The churches were
full and the public services very interest
ing We met quite number of people at
| the Vermont House who came to attend
the meeting, with whom we enjoyed pleas
| ant social intercourse, having morning
singing and prayer.
There are many fine localities and large
hotels in the town, with famous springs in
every quarter. At McGreggor we saw the
room in which General Grant died.
On leaving Saratoga we journeyed to
Burlington, VT. This is one of the largest
towns in the state. 1t borders on Lake
Champlain, with mountains in view all
around. The university is on high ground,
from which you command the surrounding
country.
| We spent the Fourth of July here. The
city did not pretend to celebrate the day.
So many people, however, came in from
the country, calling for meals, that we
came near losing our dinner. We listened
for the bells at sunrise and sundown, but
they did not ring. A little dull, we
thought, for the 4th. At the cemetery we
saw Ethan Aliens monument and felt like
giving three cheers for the heroic soldier.
The summer school of languages is loca-
ted here. We left one of our party to re-
main during the term. Our next move
was to Swanton. This is my native town
My father, the late Curtis Howe, left Swan
ton for Granville, Ohio, in 1918. He visi
ted his children in California, of ths
fourth generation, when ninety-one year
of age, and died in his ninety-ninth year
I remember little incident ON this jour
ney to Ohio, which took place seventy-twt
years ago. One Saturday we overlook
family who were also moving west. NJ,
father did not travel on the Sabbath, ant
said to the stranger, "Will you not put III
with us till Monday?'' stOh, no,n he said
''I cannot afford it." Before the mex
Saturday we again overlook the same fam
lily, who had not gained much upon us b.
travelling the seventh day The rock
farm my father left still looks very home
like. could go all over the neighborhoo
! alone just as I used to. My daughter an
granddaughter gathered flowers from th
, ledge from whence saw the smoke of th
battle of Plattsburg. Rev. Benjami
Worcester used to preach in the old schot
r house, and in the large barn, too, whe,
l he taught us the catechism.
After living in the hustle of the nois
world SO many years feel almost like 81
ting down for the rest of my life in quie
y on corner of the old farm But when
find there is no church or postoffice,
newspaper, no rail or horse cars, nor eve
d stage coach, within two or three miles