Norwich bulletin., 1921-03-26
REAEINIsCENCEe REGARDING
WEsTMINsTER,
PRIMROSE.

To the Editor and Social Corner
Friends: 1t has been ouch long time |
since 1 have written The Corner ne |
doubt have long since been forgotten, |
but have enjoyed reading your letters.
The "reminiscences Of Westminster and |
Gay Head have lifted for me memofy's |
curtain the years roll back, and In the |
background of days lcng gone by appear
scenes Of my early childhood, which was
spent around Westminster and Gay Head.
AS a little girl attended the Westmin-
ster church, sitting on the high seat with
my feet dangling some inches from the
floor. AS was too young to enjoy the
speaking, 1 would take my little library
book and start reading, when a hand
would reach over from back Of me, and
Grandma Dewing would very gently Gloss
the book, taking it from my hand, and
laying it one side, That I might give my
undivided attention to the preacher, who
was Rev. Mr.. Sessions. The service be-
gan at 1890. continued until IL, then
Sunday school for an hour. then another
service until 2.3O.
Deacon Albert Green was the bass
singer in the choir, a tall, stalwart man,
and how the deep voice would roll out IN
Rock of Ages. cleft for mel" 1 read In
was still living in DanielSon at the age
of "a, and still maintains his interest in
the old church.
The Dewing family lived under the hill
east Of the church. One of the sons, Ste
phen Dewing, taught one term in the old
! red schcolhouse, soon after going to Cali
: fornia, where he hes since resided, and as
far as 1 know is still living there.
I attended school at the red school
house. My first teacher was Mrs. Lizzie
: Hyde Smith, who passed away at hei
\ h0rna in pIainA ald oaf
not years Of age until the winter fol
lowing my first summer in school, / car
E scarcely remember my teacher, but nav,
e a faint recollection, on a hot summer day
1 Of shawl being folded and placed unde
o my head for me to lie on the bench an,
o take nap, and another day, when
thunder storm came just before closing
q and how dark the schoolroom became
d and she kept the children after the clos
e ing hour. gathering the little ones aroun
y her. telling them little stories to quie
t and calm their fears, until The storm ha
e passed, and the sun came out, and It va
safe for them to 20 to their h, mes.
y Merritt Williams lived in the old houe,
d painted white front and red back, at tha
o time One hot summer day he was yer
suddenly stricken In the field where h
was working and passed away witnor
= regaining CONSEQUENCES. The school wa
/
r the teacher. and I have never forrotte
m the gloom that was cast over the scho
d. ars. The home was broken up and dii
ferent people lived there before MeIIe
" tSmith.
m Grace No. 2: think I recognise Ii
'e little girl who was put in her teacher
Is desk. and the cover shut down, in the o.
ly red schoolhouse. Your home is in Soul
" Windhan, is it not? When yeu atten,
a, ed school your initials were G. L. L., ar
vas not Elsie Ladd your favorite schoe
Z mate? You, father lived on the hi
where the beautiful old trees shaded Il
spacious lawn. Am net right? I eou
ne write more. but fear this is getting t,
long and may not be priI ted, and 50 Il
III
I'd Years have como and passed away,
to Golden locks have turned to gray;
en- Golden ringlets onc1 50 fair
ut 4 Time has changed to silvefy hair.
With kind regards to all.
er WILD CHERRY.