Casco Bay breeze. [volume] (South Harpswell, Me.) 1901-1917, 1907-08-22

might be the object of his search. He
dropped a note and asked her to give
him signal IL she were the captive
whom he thought. For several days
notes were exchanged between them.
The captain learned that the so-called
Frenchman" was an Indian trader,
and that he had purchased Lottie Of
the Indians who had taken her cap.
tive, and had guarded her closely tor
fear that she might escape.
The captain arranged with her to
let herself down from the chamber
window by a rope, and he himself
was there to carry her away to the
ship which held the other exchanged
prisoners and was all ready to sail.
little romance comes in here. for
the captain fell in love with Lottie
and later married her, and her de-
scendants are now living in Portland.
Sometimes the friendly Indians
would come into her home, and bring
venison and skins for sale, and give
presents of baskets. But of these
visitors the children were not afraid.
although treachery was always feared
by their elders. On another occasion.
grandmother said. the unfriendly In
dams came to Harpswell, and were
seen approaching. A large tin horn
always sounded the alarm that the
Indians were near. Then the women
and children would run for the block
house. Grandmother would point with
pride to large candle-stick which
she said she had held while running
to the block house and did not drop in
her fright. You would not think, as
you now sail in the fine steamers of
the Harpswell line, and see the isiaad
at the present day, dotted with cot
tages and hotels, all life and gaiety
with summer guests, that the Indians
had ever been there, and that a few
log houses at one time comprised the
entire settlement.
So many of grandma's stories and
the incidents of her childhood have
Teen written, that Aunt NJ won
ters who beside herself remembers
the stories of this dear old lady.
Aunt Ms next experience was
quilting-party; quite an event to
her, l assure you, as she went one
lovely afternoon with friends to
neighboring home. The quilt was a
patchwork one, in fancy design of red.
wheel. Once all little girls learned TO
sew patchwork at home. No sewing
schools in these days,-only mother
to teach them. The squares had all
teen sewed together, and on some OF
them the names of the maker had
teen written. The quilt was tackled
into frame which was upon four
standards and looked a good deal like
largo
sat, as many on a side as could use
their needles without interfering: and.
with much chatting and Laughing. the
work went merrily on until the Quilt
was finished. Then the frames were
taken down and supper was served
baked beans, hot biscuit, doughnuts.
gingerbread and milk. and even
mince pie and other kinds of Die. The
children were allowed to Join in the
FUN and frolic which followed the sup-
per. The quilt was to be given as a
wedding present, and the couple were
to sail on the brig "Janette" for Sing.
apore. AS Aunt M heard II pro-
bounced sing a DOOR, she Thought a
must be very desolate place. and
she had much pity for the bride. She
also wondered IL the people meant
that the bride was very poor. when
Aunt NJ later studied her geog.
raphy she found that Singapore was
a port OF great Importance. Years
afterward she learned that her sym.
pathy was not needed as the couple
had become wealthy. and the husband
and captain had been long retIreJ
One other and perhaps the most
important event in the visit, was go
ing to meeting" and II certainly was
going In novel way. The pastor of
the church had large row.boat built
at his expense to take the people tn
Harpswell Centre for religions ser.
vices. there being no church then on
Orr's Island. The people. old and
young, would literally gather AT the
river often two trips being necessary
TO take the people over. The church
was primitive affair, the seats desti.
tute OF cushions, and the high puIpit.
which was approached by long. wind.
ing stairs, had a large sounding board
covering the top. which appeared al
most like a small roof. There we're
no seats for choir. and all the HYMNS
were sung by the congregation whIIe
standing After the morning service
,ne MONDAY lunch followed, and all
did ample justice TO the douehnuts.
PIE, ana cheese spread before them.
The little sheltered cove. hemmed In
by green pines, where luncheon was
served. was fairy grotto In her
eyes. and she expected some water
nymph or something unusual TO an
pear. But no. the good people evi-