Caroline Cowles Richards
1852 - 1872
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Caroline Cowles Richards
1852 - 1872
CANANDAIGUA, N. Y.
Fond memory brings the light
Of other days around me. "
I Tw'. C'j-y-?.',- Received
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Copyright, 1908, by
Caroline Richards Ci.akke
"Dear friends what can I bring to you?
I fain would offer something new
At this glad time, but I have naught.
Not even one new wish, or thought.
Only the same old love; you know
I gave it to you years ago.
Only the memories of old
That never have grown changed or cold.
No, I have nothing new: and yet
I scarcely think I need regret
That it is so, for you and I
Have precious things from days gone by.
But if good wishes, good can bring
Mine are with you, in everything.
So take the old love, tried and true
On from the old years to the new."
Naples, New York.
Canandaigua, N. Y.
November 21, 1852. — I am ten years old to-day and I
think I will write a journal and tell who I am and what I am
doing. I have lived with my Grandfather and Grandmother
Beals ever since I was seven years old, and Anna, too, since
she was four. Our brothers, James and John, came too,
but they are at East Bloomfield at Mr. Stephen Clark's
"I Was Seven and Anna Was Four"
Anna and I go to school at District No. 1 1 . Mr. James
C. Cross IS our teacher, and some of the scholars say he is
cross by name and cross by nature, but I like him. He gave
me a book by the name of "Noble Deeds of American
Women, " for reward of merit, in my reading class. To-
day, a nice old gentleman, by the name of Mr. William
Wood, visited our school. He is Mrs. Nat. Gorham's
uncle, and Wood street is named for him. He had a beau-
tiful pear in his hand and said he would give it to the boy or
girl who could spell "virgaloo, " for that was the name of the
pear. I spelt it that way, but it was not right. A little boy,
named William Sly, spelt it right and he got the pear. I
wish I had, but I can't even remember now how he spelt it.
If the pear was as hard as the name, I don't believe any one
would want it, but I don't see how they happened to give
such a hard name to such a nice pear. Grandfather says
perhaps Mr. Wood will bring in a Seckle pear some day,
so I had better be ready for him.
Grandmother told us such a nice story to-day, I am going
to write it down in my journal. I think I shall write a book
some day. Miss Caroline Chesebro does and I don't see
why I can't. If I do, I shall put this story in it. It is a
true story and better than any I found in three story books
grandmother gave us to read this week, "Peep of Day,
"Line Upon Line," and "Precept Upon Precept," but this
story was better than them all. One night, grandfather was
locking the front door at 9 o'clock, and he heard a queer
sound, like a baby crying. So he unlocked the door and
found a band box on the stoop and the cry seemed to come
from inside of it. So he took it up and brought it into
the dining room and called the two girls, who had just gone
upstairs to bed. They came right down and opened the box
and there was a poor little girl baby, crying as hard as could
be. They took it out and rocked it and sung to it and got
some milk and fed it and then sat up all night with it, by the
fire. There was a paper pinned on the baby's dress with her
name on it, "Lily T. LaMott, " and a piece of poetry called
"Pity the Poor Orphan. " The next morning, grandfather
went to the overseer of the poor and he said it should be
taken to the county house, so our hired man got the horse
and buggy, and one of the girls carried the baby and they
took it away. There was a piece in the paper about it and
grandmother pasted it into her "Jay's Morning and Evening
Exercises, " and showed it to us. It said "A Deposit After
"Two suspicious looking females were seen about town m
the afternoon, one of them carrying an infant. They took a
train early in the morning without the child. They probably
secreted themselves in Mr. Deal's yard and if he had not
taken the box in, they would have carried it somewhere else."
When grandfather told the clerks in the bank about it next
morning, Mr. Bunnell, who lives over by Mr. Daggett's, on
the park, said, if it had been left at some people's houses, it
would not have been sent away. Grandmother says, they
heard that the baby was adopted afterwards, by some nice
people in Geneva. People must think this is a nice place for
children, for they had eleven of their own, before we came.
Mrs. McCoe was here to call this afternoon and she looked
at us and said: "It must be a great responsibility, Mrs. Beals. "
Grandmother said she thought "her strength would be equal
to her day." That is one of her favorite verses. She said
Mrs. McCoe never had any children of her own and perhaps
that is the reason she looks so sad at us. Perhaps some one
will leave a band box and a baby at her door some dark
Saturday — Our brother John drove over from East Bloom-
field to-day to see us and brought Julia Smedley with him,
who is just my age. John lives at Mr. Ferdinand Beebe's
and goes to school and Julia is Mr. Beebe's niece. They
make quantities of maple sugar out there and they brought
us a dozen little cakes. They were splendid. I offered John
one and he said he would rather throw it over the fence than
to eat it. I can't understand that. Anna had the face ache
to-day and I told her that I would be the doctor and make
her a ginger poultice. I thought I did it exactly right but
when I put it on her face she shivered and said: "Carrie, you
make lovely poultices only they are so cold. " I suppose I
ought to have warmed it.
Tuesday — Grandfather took us to ride this afternoon and
let us ask Bessie Seymour to go with us. We rode on the
plank road to Chapinville and had to pay 2 cents at the toll
gate, both ways. We met a good many people and Grand-
father bowed to them and said, "How do you do, neighbor."
We asked him what their names were and he said he did not
know. We went to see Mr. Munson, who runs the mill at
Chapinville. He took us through the mill and let us get
weighed and took us over to his house and out into the
barnyard to see the pigs and chickens and we also saw a
colt which was one day old. Anna just wrote in her journal
that "it was a very amusing site."
Sunday — Rev. Mr. Kendall, of East Bloomfield, preached
to-day. His text was from Job xxvi, 14: "Lo these are
parts of his ways, but how little a portion is heard of him."
I could not make out what it meant. He is James' and
Wednesday — Capt. Menteth was at our house to dinner
to-day and he tried to make Anna and me laugh by snap-
ping his snuff box under the table. He is a very jolly man,
Thursday — Father and Uncle Edward Richards came to
see us yesterday and took us down to Mr. Corson's store and
told us we could have anything we wanted. So we asked
for several kinds of candy, stick candy and lemon drops and
bulls eyes, and then they got us two rubber balls and two
jumping ropes with handles and two hoops and sticks to roll
them with and two red carnelian rings and two bracelets.
We enjoyed getting them very much and expect to have
lots of fun. They went out to East Bloomfield to see James
and John, and father is going to take them to New Orleans.
We hate to have them go.
Friday — We asked Grandmother if we could have some
hoop skirts like the seminary girls and she said no, we were
not old enough. When we were downtown Anna bought
a reed for I cents and ran it into the hem of her underskirt
and says she is going to wear it to school to-morrow. I think
Grandmother will laugh out loud for once, when she sees it,
but I don't think Anna will wear it to school or anywhere
else. She wouldn't want to if she knew how terrible it
Wednesday, June 8. — Mr. Cross had us speak pieces to-
day. He calls our names and we walk on to the platform
and toe the mark and make a bow and say what we have
"Hoop Skirts Like the Seminary Girls'
got to say. He did not know what our pieces were going
to be and some of them said the same ones. Two boys
spoke: "The boy stood on the burning deck. Whence all but
him had fled." William Sly was one and he spoke his the
best. When he said, "The flames that lit the battle wreck
Shone round him o'er the dead," we could almost see the
fire, and when he said, "My father, must I stay?" we felt
like telling him, no, he needn't. He is going to make a good
speaker. Mr. Cross said so. Albert Murray spoke "Ex-
celsior, " and Horace Fmley spoke nice, too. My piece was.
"Why, Phoebe, are you come so soon? Where are your
berries, child?" Emma Van Arsdale spoke the same one.
We find them all in our reader. Sometime I am going to
speak, "How does the water come down at Ladore?"
Splashing and flashing and dashing and clashing and all that
— it rhymes so it is easy to remember.
Tuesday, December 8. — I could not keep a journal for
two weeks, because grandfather and grandmother have been
very sick and we were afraid something dreadful was going
to happen. We are so glad that they are well again.
Grandmother was sick upstairs and grandfather in the bed-
room downstairs, and we carried messages back and forth
for them. Dr. Carr and Aunt Mary came over twice every
day and said they had the influenza and the inflammation
of the lungs. It was lonesome for us to sit down to the table
and just have Hannah wait on us. We had such lumps in
cur throats we could not eat much and we cried ourselves
to sleep two or three nights. Aunt Ann Field took us home
'Aunt Ann Field"
with her one afternoon to stay all night. We liked the idea
and Mary and Louisa and Anna and I planned what we
would play in the evening, but just as it was dark, our hired
man, Patrick McCarty, drove over after us. He said grand-
father and grandmother could not get to sleep till they saw
the children and bid them good night. So we rode home
with him. We never stayed anywhere away from home all
night that we can remember. When grandmother came
downstairs, the first time, she was too weak to walk, so she
sat on each step till she got down. When grandfather saw
her he smiled and said to us: "When she will, she will, you
may depend on't; And when she won't, she won't, and
that's the end on't." But we knew all the time that he was
very glad to see her.
July. — Hiram Goodrich, who lives at Mr. Myron H.
Clark's, and George and Wirt Wheeler ran away on Sunday
to seek their fortunes. When they did not come back every-
one was frightened and started out to find them. They set
out right after Sunday School, taking their pennies which had
been given them for the contribution, and were gone several
days. They were finally found at Palmyra. When asked
why they had run away, one replied that he thought it was
about time they saw something of the world. We heard
that Mr. Clark had a few moments private conversation with
Hiram in the barn and Mr. Wheeler the same with his boys
and we do not think they will go traveling on their own hook
again right off. Miss Upham lives right across the street
from them and she was telling little Morris Bates that he must
fight the good fight of faith and he asked her if that was the
fight that Wirt Wheeler fit. She probably had to make
her instructions plainer after that.
July. — Every Saturday our cousins, Lucilia and Mary and
Louisa Field, take turns coming to grandmother's to dinner.
It was Mary's turn to-day, but she was sick and couldn't
come, so grandmother told us that we could dress up and
make some calls for her. We were very glad. She told us
to go to Mrs. Gooding's first, so we did and she was glad
to see us and gave us some cake she had just made. Then
we went on to Mr. Greig's. We walked up the high steps
to the front door and rang the bell and Mr. Alexander came.
We asked if Mrs. Greig and Miss Chapin were at home and
he said yes, and asked us into the parlor. We looked at the
paintings on the wall and looked at ourselves in the long look-
ing glass, while we were waiting. Mrs. Irving came in first.
She was very nice and said I looked like her niece, Julie
Jeffrey. I hope I do, for I would like to look like her. Mrs.
Greig and Miss Chapin came in and were very glad to see
us and took us out into the greenhouse and showed us all the
beautiful plants. When we said we would have to go, they
said goodbye and sent love to grandmother and told us to
call again. I never knew Anna to act as polite as she did
to-day. Then we went to see Mrs. Judge Phelps and Miss
Eliza Chapin, and they were very nice and gave us some
flowers from their garden. Then we went on to Miss Caro-
Ime Jackson's, to see Mrs. Holmes. Sometimes she is my
Sunday School teacher, and she says she and our mother
used to be great friends at the seminary. She said she was
glad we came up and she hoped we would be as good as
our mother was. That is what nearly everyone says. On
our way back, we called on Mrs. Dana at the Academy, as
she is a friend of grandmother. She is Mrs. Noah T. Clarke's
mother. After that, we went home and told grandmother
we had a very pleasant time calling on our friends and they
all asked us to come again.
Sunday, August 15. — To-day the Sacrament of the
Lord's Supper was held in our church and Mr. Daggett bap-
tized several little babies. They looked so cunning when he
took them in his arms and not one of them cried. I told
grandmother, when we got home, that I remembered when
Grandfather Richards baptized me in Auburn, and when he
gave me back to mother, he said, "Blessed little lambkin,
you'll never know your grandpa." She said I was mistaken
about remembering it, for he died before I was a year old,
but I had heard it told so many times I thought I remembered
it. Probably that is the way it was, but I know it happened.
Tuesday — Grandfather took us down street to be meas-
ured for some new patten leather shoes at Mr. Ambler's.
They are going to be very nice ones for best. We got our
new summer hats from Mrs. Freshour's millinery and we
them over to show to Aunt Ann and she said they were the
very handsomest bonnets she had seen this year.
We go to school to Miss Zilpha Clark in her own house
on Gibson Street. Other girls who go are Laura Chapin,
Julia Phelps, Mary Paul, Bessie Seymour, Lucilla and Mary
Field, Louisa Benjamin, Nannie Corson, Kittie Marshall,
Abbie Clark and several other girls. I like Abbie Clark the
best of all the girls in school excepting of course my sister
Before I go to school every morning I read three chapters
in the Bible. I read three every day and five on Sunday and
that takes me through the Bible in a year. Those I read this
morning were the first, second and third chapters of Job. The
first was about Eliphaz reproveth Job; second. Benefit of
God's correction; third. Job justifieth his complaint. I then
learned a text to say at school. I went to school at quarter to
nine and recited my text and we had prayers and then pro-
ceeded with the business of the day. Just before school was
out, we recited in "Science of Things Familiar, " and in Dic-
tionary, and then we had calisthenics.
We go through a great many figures and sing "A Life on
the Ocean Wave, " "What Fairy Like Music Steals Over
the Sea," "Lightly Row, Lightly Row, O'er the Glassy
Waves We Go," and "O Come, Come Away," and other
songs. Mrs. Judge Taylor wrote one song on purpose for us.
November 22. — I wrote a composition to-day and the sub-
ject was, "Which of the Seasons Is the Pleasantest?" Anna
asked grandmother what she should write about and grand-
mother said she thought "A Contented Mind" would be a
very good subject, but Anna said she never had one and
didn't know what it meant, so she didn't try to Write any at
A squaw walked right into our kitchen to-day with a
blanket over her head and had beaded purses to sell.
This is my composition which I wrote: "Which of the
seasons is the pleasantest? Grim winter with its cold snows
and whistling winds, or pleasant spring with its green grass
and budding trees, or warm summer with its ripening fruit
and beautiful flowers, or delightful autumn with its golden
fruit and splendid sunsets? I think that I like all the seasons
very well. In winter comes the blazing fire and Christmas
treat. Then we can have sleigh rides and play in the snow
and generally get pretty cold noses and toses. In spring wc
have a great deal of rain and very often snow and therefore
we do not enjoy that season as much as we would if it was
dry weather, but we should remember that April showers
bring May flowers. In summer we can hear the birds warb-
ling their sweet notes m the trees and we have a great many
strawberries, currants, gooseberries and cherries, which I like
very much, indeed, and I think summer is a very pleasant
season. In autumn we have some of our choicest fruits, such
as peaches, pears, apples, grapes and plums and plenty of
flowers in the former part, but m the latter, about in Novem-
ber, the wind begins to blow and the leaves to fall and the
flowers to wither and die. Then cold winter with its sleigh-
rides comes round again." After I had written this I went
to bed. Anna tied her shoe strings in hard knots so she
could sit up later.
November 23. — We read our compositions to-day and
Miss Clark said mine was very good. One of the girls had a
Prophecy for a composition and told what we were all going
to be when we grew up. She said Anna Richards was
going to be a missionary and Anna cried right out loud. I
tried to comfort her and told her it might never happen, so
she stopped crying.
November 24. — Three ladies visited our school to-day.
Miss Phelps, Miss Daniels and Mrs. Clark. We had calis-
thenics and they hked them.
Sunday. — Mr. Tousley preached to-day. Mr. Lamb is
Superintendent of the Sunday School. Mr. Chipman used
to be. Miss Mollie Ball played the melodeon. Mr. Fair-
child IS my teacher when he is there. He was not there to-
day and Miss Mary Howell taught our class. I wish I
could be as good and pretty as she is. We go to church
morning and afternoon and to Sunday School, and learn
seven verses every week and recite catechism and hymns to
grandmother in the evening. Grandmother knows all the
questions by heart, so she lets the book lie in her lap and
she asks them with her eyes shut. She likes to hear us sing,
'Tis religion that can give
Sweetest pleasures while we live
'Tis religion can supply
Solid comfort when we die. "
December 1 .- — Grandfather asked me to read President
Pierce's message aloud to him this evening. I thought it was
very long and dry, but he said it was interesting and that I
read it very well. I am glad he liked it. Part of it was
about the Missouri Compromise and I didn't even know
what it meant.
December 8. — We are taking dictation lessons at school
now. Miss Clark reads to us from the "Life of Queen
Elizabeth " and we write it down m a book and keep it.
She corrects it for us. I always spell "until" with two I's
and she has to mark it every time. I hope I will learn how
to spell it after a while.
December 9, Saturday. — We took our music lessons to-
day. Miss Hattie Heard is our teacher and she says we are
getting along well. Anna practiced her lesson over sixty-five
times this morning before breakfast and can play "Mary to
the Savior's Tomb" as fast as a waltz.
February 4. — We heard to-day of the death of our little
half-sister, Julia Dey Richards, in Penn Yan, yesterday, and
I felt so sorry I couldn't sleep last night, so I made up some
verses about her and this morning v^rote them down and
gave them to grandfather. He liked them so well he wanted
me to show them to Miss Clark and ask her to revise them.
I did and she said she would hand them to her sister Mary
to correct. When she handed them back they were very
much nicer than they were at first and grandfather had me
copy them and he pasted them into one of his Bibles to keep.
March 4. — Anna and I went to call on Miss Upham to-
day. She is a real old lady and lives with her niece, Mrs.
John Bates, on Gibson Street. Our mother used to go to
school to her at the Seminary. Miss Upham said to Anna,
"Your mother was a lovely woman. You are not at ail
like her, dear." I told Anna she meant in looks I was sure,
but Anna was afraid she didn't.-
Sunday. — Mr. Daggett's text this morning was the 22d
chapter of Revelation, 1 6th verse, "I am the root and off-
spring of David and the bright and morning star." Mrs.
Judge Taylor taught our Sunday School class to-day and
she said we ought not to read our S. S. books on Sunday.
I always do. Mine to-day was entitled, "Cheap Repository
Tracts by Hannah More," and it did not seem unreligious
May 1 . — I arose this morning about the usual time and
read my three chapters in the Bible and had time for a walk
m the garden before breakfast. The polyanthuses are just
beginnmg to blossom and they border all the walk up and
down the garden. I went to school at quarter of nine, but
I did not get along very well because we played too much.
We had two new scholars to-day. Miss Archibald and Miss
Andrews, the former about 1 7 and the latter about 15. In
the afternoon old Mrs. Kmney made us a visit, but she did
not stay very long. In dictionary class I got up sixth, although
I had not studied my lesson very much.
May 2. — I got up this morning at twenty minutes after
five. I always brush my teeth every morning, but I forget
to put it down here. I read my three chapters in Job and
played in the garden and had time to read grandmother a
piece in the paper about some poor children in New York.
Anna and I went over to Aunt Ann's before school and she
gave us each two sticks of candy apiece. Part of it came
from New York and part from Williamstown, Mass., where
Henry goes to college. Ann Eliza is going down street with
us this afternoon to buy us some new summer bonnets. They
are to be trimmed with blue and white and are to come to
five dollars. We are going to Mr. Stannard's store also, to
buy us some stockings. I ought to buy me a new thimble and
scissors, for I carried my sewing to school to-day and they
were inside of it very carelessly and dropped out and got
lost. I ought to buy them with my own money, but I
haven't got any, for I gave all I had (2 shillings) to Anna
to buy Louisa Field a cornelian ring. Perhaps father will
send me some money soon, but I hate to ask him for fear he
will rob himself. I don't like to tell grandfather how very
careless I was, though I know he would say, "Accidents will
May 3. — I was up early this morning because a dress-
maker. Miss Willson, is coming to make me a new calico
dress. It is white with pink spots in it and grandfather bought
it in New York. It is very nice indeed and I think grand-
father was very kind to get it for me. I had to stay at home
from school to be fitted. I helped sew and run my dress
skirt around the bottom and whipped it on the top. I went
to school in the afternoon, but did not have my lessons very
well. Miss Clark excused me because I was not there in the
morning. Some girls got up on our fence to-day and walked
clear across it, the whole length. It is iron and very high
and has a stone foundation. Grandmother asked them to
get down, but I think they thought it was more fun to walk
up there than it was on the ground. The name of the little
girl that got up first was Mary Lapham. She is Lottie Lap-
ham's cousin. I made the pocket for my dress after I got
home from school and then grandfather said he would take
us out to nde, so he took us way up to Thaddeus Chapin's
on the hill.. Julia Phelps was there, playing with Laura
Chapin, for she is her cousin. Henry and Ann Eliza Field
came over to call this evening. Henry has come home from
Williams college on his vacation and he is a very pleasant
young man, indeed. I am reading a continued story in Har-
per's magazine. It is called Little Dorritt, by Charles Dick-
ens, and is very interesting.
May, Friday. — Miss Clark told us we could have a pic-
nic down to Sucker brook this afternoon and she told us to
bring our rubbers and lunches by two o'clock; but grand-
mother was not willing to let us go; not that she wished to
deprive us of any pleasure for she said instead, we could
wear our new black silk basks and go with her to Preparatory
lecture, so we did, but when we got there we found that
Mr. Daggett was out of town so there was no meeting. Then
she told us we could keep dressed up and go over to Aunt
Mary Carr's and take her some apples, and afterwards grand-
father took us to ride to see old Mrs. Sanborn and old Mr.
and Mrs. Atwater. He is ninety years old and blind and
deaf, so we had quite a good time after all.
Tuesday. — When we were on our way to school this
morning we met a lot of people and girls and boys going to
a picnic up the lake. They asked us to go, loo, but we said
we were afraid we could not. Mr. Alex Howell said, "Tell
your grandfather I will bring you back safe and sound unless
the boat goes to the bottom with all of us." So we went
home and told grandfather and, much to our surprise, he said
we could go. We had never been on a boat or on the lake
before. We went up to the head on the steamer Joseph
Wood and got off at Maxwell's Point. They had a picnic
dinner and lots of good things to eat. Then we all went into
the glen and climbed up through it. Mr. Alex Howell and
Mrs. Wheeler got to the top first and everybody gave three
cheers. We had a lovely time riding back on the boat and
told grandmother we had the very best time we ever had in
our whole lives.
May 26. — There was an eclipse of the sun to-day and we
were very much excited looking at it. General Granger
came over and gave us some pieces of smoked glass. Miss
Clark wanted us to write compositions about it so Anna
wrote, "About 1 1 o'clock we went out to see if it had come
yet, but it hadn't come yet, so we waited awhile and then
looked again and it had come, and there was a piece of it
cut out of it. " Miss Clark said it was a very good descrip-
tion and she knew Anna wrote it all herself.
I handed in a composition, too, about the eclipse, but I
don't think Miss Clark liked it as well as she did Anna's,
because it had something in it about "the beggarly elements
of the world." She asked me where I got it and I told her
that it was in a nice story book that grandmother gave me to
read, entitled, "Elizabeth Thornton or the Flower and Fruit
of Female Piety, and other sketches," by Samuel Irenaeus
Prime. — This was one of the other sketches. — It commenced
by telling how the moon came between the sun and the earth,
and then went on about the beggarly elements. Miss Clark
asked me if I knew what they meant and I told her no, but
I thought they sounded good. She just smiled and never
scolded me at all. I suppose next time I must make it all up
Monday. — When we were on our way to school this
morning, we saw General Granger coming, and Anna had
on such a homely sunbonnet she took it off and hid it behind
her till he had gone by. When we told grandmother, she
said, "Pride goeth before destruction and a haughty spirit
before a fall." I never heard of any one who knew so many
Bible verses as grandmother. Anna thought she would be
sorry for her and get her a new sunbonnet, but she didn't.
Sunday, June. — We have Sunday School at 9 o'clock
in the morning now. Grandfather loves to watch us when
we walk off together down the street, so he walks back and
forth on the front walk, till we come out, and gives us our
money for the contribution. This morning we had on our
new white dresses that Miss Rosewarne made and new sum-
mer hats and new patten leather shoes and our mitts. When
he had looked us all over, he said, with a smile, "The Bible
says, let your garments be always white." After we had
gone on a little ways, Anna said: "If grandmother had
thought of that verse, I wouldn't have had to wear my pink
barege dress to the concert." I told her she need not feel
bad about that now, for she sang as well as any of them and
looked just as good. She always believes everything I say,
although she does not always do what I tell her to. Mr.
Noah T. Clarke told us in Sunday School last Sunday that
if we wanted to take shares in the missionary ship, "Morning
Star," we could buy them at 10 cents apiece, and grand-
mother gave us $ 1 to-day so we could have 1 shares. We
got the certificate with a picture of the ship on it, and we are
going to keep it always. Anna says if we pay the money,
we don't have to go.
Noah T. Clarke
There is a Mr. Packer in town, who teaches all the chil-
dren to sing. He had a concert in Bemis Hall last night
and he put Anna on the top row of the pyramid of beauty
and about one hundred children in rows below. She ought
to have worn a white dress as the others did but grand-
mother said her new pink barege would do. I curled her
hair all around in about thirty curls and she looked very nice.
She waved the flag in the shape of the letter S and sang
"The Star Spangled Banner," and all the others joined in
the chorus. It was perfectly grand.
June. — Our cousin, George Bates of Honolulu, came to
see us to-day. He has one brother, Dudley, but he didn't
come. George has just graduated from college and is going
to Japan to be a doctor. He wrote such a nice piece in my
album I must copy it, "If I were a poet, I would celebrate
your virtues in rhyme; if I were forty years old, I would
write a homily on good behavior; being neither, I will quote
two familiar lines which if taken as a rule of action, will
make you a good and happy woman :
"Honor and shame from no condition rise.
Act well your part, there all the honor lies."
I think he is a very smart young man and will make a good
doctor to the heathen.
Tuesday. — A gentleman visited our school to-day and
Miss Clark introduced iriim to us. When he came in. Miss
Clark said, "Young ladies," and we all stood up and bowed
and said in concert, his name. Grandfather says, he would
rather have us go to school to Miss Clark than anyone else,
because she teaches us manners, as well as books. We girls
think he is a very particular friend of Miss Clark. He is
very nice looking, but we don't know where he lives. Laura
Chapin says he is an architect. I looked it up in the dic-
tionary and it says one who plans or designs. I hope he
don't plan to get married to Miss Clark and take her away
and break up the school, but I presume he does, lor that is
usually the way.
Monday. — There was a minister preached in our church
last night and some people say he is the greatest minister in
the world. I think his name was Mr. Finney. Grand-
mother said I could go with our girl, Hannah White. We
sat under the gallery, in Miss Antoinette Pierson's pew.
There was a great crowd and he preached good. Grand-
mother says that our mother was a Christian when she was
ten years old and jomed the church and she showed us some
sermons that mother used to write down when she was 1 7
years old, after she came home from church, and she has
kept them all these years. I think children in old times were
not as bad as they are now.
"Mrs. Judge Taylor'
Tuesday. — Mrs. Judge Taylor sent for me to come over
to see her to-day. I didn't know what she wanted, but when
I got there she said she wanted to talk and pray with me on
the subject of religion. She took me into one of the wings.
I never had been in there before and was frightened at first,
but it was nice after I got used to it. After she prayed, she
asked me to, but I couldn't think of anything but "Now I
lay me down to sleep, " and I was afraid she would not like
that, so I didn't say anything. When I got home and told
Anna, she said, "Caroline, I presume probably Mrs. Taylor
wants you to be a missionary, but I shan't let you go. " I
told her she needn't worry for I would have to stay at home
and look after her. After school to-night I went out into
Abbie Clark's garden with her and she taught me how to
play "mumble te peg." It is fun, but rather dangerous. I
am afraid grandmother won't give me a knife to play with.
Abbie Clark has beautiful pansies in her garden and gave me
Wednesday, August. ^ — Grandmother sent Anna and me
up to Butcher street after school to-day to mvite Chloe to
come to dinner. I never saw so many black people as there
are up there. We saw old Loyd and black Jonathan and
Dick Valentine and Jerusha and Chloe and Nackie. Nackie
was pounding up stones into sand, to sell, to scour with.
Grandmother often buys it of her. I think Chloe was sur-
prised, but she said she would be ready, to-morrow, at 1 1
o'clock, when the carriage came for her. I should hate to be
as fat as Chloe. I think she weighs 300. She is going to sit
in grandfather's big arm chair, grandmother said. We told
grandmother we should think she would rather invite white
ladies, but she said Chloe was a poor old slave and as grand-
father had gone to Saratoga, .she thought it was a good time
to have her. She said God made of one blood all the people
on the face of the earth, so we knew she would do it and we
didn't say any more. When we talk too much, grandfather
always says N. C. (nuff ced.) She sent a carriage for
Chloe and she came and had a nice dinner, not in the kitchen
either. Grandmother asked her if there was any one else
she would like to see before she went home and she said.
"Yes, Miss Rebekah Gorham, " so she told the coachman
to take her down there and wait for her to make a call and
then take her home and he did. Chloe said she had a very
nice time, so probably grandmother was all right as she gen-
erally is, but I could not be as good as she is, if I should try
one hundred years.
Sunday, August 1 0. — Rev. Mr. Daggett's text this morn-
ing was "Remember the Sabbath day to keep it holy."
Grandmother said she thought the sermon did not do us
much good, for she had to tell us several times this after-
noon to stop laughing. Grandmother said we ought to be
good Sundays if we want to go to heaven, for there it is one
eternal Sabbath. Anna said she didn't want to be an angel
just yet and I don't think there is the least danger of it, as far
as I can judge. Grandmother said there was another verse,
"If we do not have any pleasure on the Sabbath, we shall
ride on the high places of the earth," and Anna said she
liked that better, for she would rather ride than do anything
else, so we both promised to be good. Grandfather told us
they used to be more strict about Sunday than they are now.
Then he told us a story, how he had to go to Geneva one
Saturday morning in the stage and expected to come back
in the evening, but there was an accident, so the stage did
not come till Sunday morning. Church had begun and he
told the stage driver to leave him right there, so he went in
late and the stage drove on. The next day he heard that he
was to come before the minister, Rev. Mr. Johns, and the
deacons and explain why he had broken the fourth com-
mandment. When he got into the meeting Mr. Johns
asked him what he had to say, and he explained about the
accident and asked them to read a verse from the 8th chap-
ter of John, before they made up their minds what to do to
him. The verse was, "Let him that is without sin among
you cast the first stone." Grandfather said they all smiled,
and the minister said the meeting was out. Grandfather
says that shows it is better to know plenty of Bible verses,
for some time they may do you a great deal of good. We
then recited the catechism and went to bed.
August 21, I 854. — Anna says that Alice Jewett feels
very proud because she has a little baby brother. They have
named him John Harvey Jewett after his father, and Alice
says when he is bigger she will let Anna help her take him
out to ride in his baby carriage. I suppose they will throw
away their dolls now.
"Old Alice" came to see us to-day and grandmother gave
her some flowers. She had them in her apron for she said
if she should meet any little children and they should ask
for them she would have to let them go. Mrs. Gooding was
at our house to-day and made a carpet. We went over to
Aunt Mary Carr's this evening to see the gas and the new
chandeliers. They are bronze.
Tuesday, September I, 1854. — I am sewing a sheet over
and over for grandmother and she puts a pin in to show me
my stint, before I can go out to play. I am always glad
when I get to it. I am making a sampler, too, and have all
the capital letters worked and now will make the small ones.
It is done in cross stitch on canvas with different color silks.
I am going to work my name, too. I am also knittmg a tip-
pet on some wooden needles that Henry Carr made for me.
Grandmother has ravelled it out several times because I
dropped stitches. It is rather tedious, but she says, "If at
first you don't succeed, try, try again. " Some military sol-
diers went by the house to-day and played some beautiful
music. Grandfather has a teter and swing for us in the back
yard and we enjoy them usually, but to-night Anna slid off
the teter board when she was on the ground and I was in
the air and I came down sooner than I expected. There
was a hand organ and monkey going by and she was in a
hurry to get to the street to see it. She got there a good
while before I did.
October, 1854. — Grandmother told us a story to-day,
how when she was a little girl, down in Connecticut, in 1 794,
she was on her way to school one morning and she saw an
Indian coming and was so afraid, but did not dare run for
fear he would chase her. So she thought of the word sago,
which means "good morning, " and when she got up close
to him, she dropped a curtesy and said "Sago," and he
just went right along and never touched her at all. She says
she hopes we will always be polite to everyone, even to
November. — Abbie Clark's father has been elected Gov-
ernor and she is going to Albany to live for a while. We all
congratulated her when she came to school this morning, but
I am sorry she is going away. We will write to each other
every week. She wrote a prophecy and told the girls what
they were going to be and said I should be mistress of the
White House. I think it will happen, about the same time
that Anna goes to be a missionary.
Rev. Mr. Dickey, of Rochester, agent for the Seaman's
Friend society, preached this morning about the poor little
canal boy. His text was from the 107th Psalm, 23rd verse,
"They that go down into the sea in ships." He has the
queerest voice and stops off between his words. When we
got home, Anna said she would show us how he preached
Governor Myron H. Clark
and she described what he said about a sailor in time of war.
She said, "A ball came — and struck him there — another ball
came — and struck him there — he raised his faithful sword —
and went on — to victory — or death." I expected grand-
father would reprove her, but he just smiled a queer sort of
smile and grandmother put her handkerchief up to her face,
as she always does when she is amused about anything. I
never heard her laugh out loud, but I suppose she likes funny
things as well as anybody. She did just the same, this morn-
ing, when grandfather asked Anna where the sun rose, and
she said "over by Gen. Granger's house and sets behind the
Methodist church." She said she saw it herself and should
never forget it when anyone asked her which way was east
or west. I think she makes up more things than anyone I
December, 1854. — There was a moonlight sleigh ride
of boys and girls last night, but grandfather did not want us
to go, but to-night he said he was going to take us to one
himself. So after supper he told Mr. Piser to harness the
horse to the cutter and bring it around to the front gate. Mr.
Piser takes care of our horse and the Methodist church. He
hves in the basement. Grandfather sometimes calls him
Shakespeare to us, but I don't know why. He doesn't look
as though he could write poetry. Grandfather said he was
gomg to take us out to Mr. Waterman Powers' m Farmmg-
ton and he did. They were quite surprised to see us, but
very glad and gave us apples and doughnuts and other good
things. We saw Anne and Imogene and Morey and one
little girl named Zimmie. They wanted us to stay all night,
but grandmother was expecting us. We got home safe
about ten o'clock and had a very nice time. We never sat
up so late before.
Sunday. — Rev. M. L. R. P. Thompson preached to-
day. He used to be the minister of our church before Mr.
Daggett came. Some people call him Rev. "Alphabet"
Thompson, because he has so many letters in his name. He
preached a very good sermon from the text, "Dearly be-
loved, as much as lieth in you live peaceably with all men."
I liked to hear him preach, but not as well as I do Mr. Dag-
gett. I suppose I am more used to him.
Thursday. — Edward Everett, of Boston, lectured in our
church this evening. They had a platform built even with
the tops of the pews, so he did not have to go up into the
pulpit. Crowds and crowds came to hear him from all over
everywhere. Grandmother let me go. They say he is the
most eloquent speaker in the U. S., but I have heard Mr.
Daggett when I thought he was just as good.
Sunday. — We went to church to-day and heard Rev.
Mr. Stowe preach. His text was, "The poor ye have with
you always and whensoever ye will ye may do them good."
I never knew anyone who liked to go to church as much as
grandmother does. She says she "would rather be a door-
keeper in the house of our God than to dwell m the tents
of wickedness." I cannot imagine grandmother doing either.
I know she would not dwell a minute in a tent of any kind
and they never have women for doorkeepers. Mr. Colbum
is the doorkeeper in our church and he rings the bell every
day at 9 in the morning and at 1 2 and at 9 in the evening,
so grandfather knows when it is time to cover up the fire in
the fireplace and go to bed. I think if the President should
come to call, he would have to go home at 9 o'clock.
Grandfather's motto is:
"Early to bed and early to rise
Makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise."
Tuesday. — Mrs. Greig and Miss
Betsey Chapin called to see us to-
day. Grandmother says that we can
return the call as she does not visit
any more. We would like to, for
we always enjoy dressing up and
making calls. Anna and I received
two black veils m a letter to-day
from Aunt Caroline Dey. Just ex-
actly what we had wanted for a
long while. Uncle Edward sent us
5 dollars and grandmother said we
could buy just what we wanted, so
we went down street to look at black
silk mantillas. We went to Moore'e
store and to Richardson's and to
Collier's, but they asked 10, 1 5 or
20 dollars for them, and Anna said "Black Silk Mantillas"
she resolved from now, henceforth and forever not to spend
her money for black silk mantillas.
Sunday. ^ — Rev. Mr. Tousley preached to-day to the chil-
dren and told us how many steps it took to be bad. I think
he said lying was first, then disobedience to parents, breaking
the Sabbath, swearing, stealing, drunkenness. I don't re-
member just the order they came. It was very interesting,
for he told lots of stories and we sang a great many times.
I should think Eddie Tousley would be an awful good boy
with his father in the house with him all the while, but prob-
ably he has to be away part of the time preaching to other
children. Eddie was named for Dr. Carr and he gave him
a silver fork. I don't think I should have given him anything
quite so nice if it had been me.
Sunday. — Uncle David Dudley Field and his daughter,
Mrs. Brewer, of Stockbridge, Mass., are visiting us and he
preached for Mr. Daggett this afternoon. He is a very old
man and left his sermon at home and I had to go back after
it. His brother, Timothy, was the first minister in our church
about fifty years ago. Grandmother says she came all the
way from Connecticut with him on horseback on a pillion be-
hind him. Rather a long ride, I should say. I heard her
and Uncle David talking about their childhood and how they
lived in Guilford, Conn., in a house that was built upon a
rock. That was sometime in the last century like the house
that it tells about in the Bible that was built on a rock.
December. — My three chapters that I read this morning
were about Josiah's zeal and reformation; 2d, Jerusalem
taken by Nebuchadnezzar. 3rd, Jerusalem besieged and
taken. The reason that we always read the Bible the
first thing in the morning is because it says in the Bible
"Seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness and
all these things shall be added unto you." Grandmother
says she hopes we will treasure up all these things in our
hearts and practice them in our lives. I hope so, too. This
morning Anna got very mad at one of the girls and grand-
mother told her she ought to return good for evil and heap
coals of fire on her head. Anna said she wished she could
and burn her all up, but I don't think she meant it. I bought
some things at Mr. Mitchell's store to-day and Mr. Moses
Olds gave me a cake of maple sugar. It was good.
Sunday, January. — Mr. Daggett's text this morning was,
"Behold I stand at the door and knock." They sang, "Be
hold a stranger at the door." It was very solemn indeed. In
the evening the text was, "And the door was shut." That
was even more solemn than the one in the morning. I think
they will do a great deal of good.
January 29 — Sunday. — Mr. Daggett preached this morn-
ing from the text, Deut. viii, 2: "And thou shalt remember
all the way which the Lord thy God led thee." It is 10
years to-day since Mr. Daggett came to our church, and he
told how many deaths there had been, and how many bap-
tisms, and how many members had been added to the church.
It was a very interesting sermon, and everybody hoped Mr.
Daggett vs^ould stay here 1 years more, or 20, or 30, or
always. He is the only minister that I ever had, and I don't
ever want any other. We never could have anyone with
such a voice as Mr. Daggett's, or such beautiful eyes. Then
Rev. Dr. Daggett
he has such good sermons, and always selects the hymns we
like best, and reads them in such a way. This morning they
sang: "Thus far the Lord has led me on, thus far his power
prolongs my days. " After he has been away on a vacation
he always has for the first hymn, and we always turn to it
before he gives it out:
"Upward I lift mine eyes.
From God is all my aid;
The God that built the skies.
And earth and nature made.
"God is the tower
To which I fly;
His grace is nigh
In every hour."
He always prays for the oil of joy for mourning and the
garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness.
April. — Grandmother received a letter from Connecticut
to-day telling of the death of her only sister. She was knit-
ting before she got it and she laid it down a few moments
and looked quite sad and said, "So sister Anna is dead" —
then after a little she went on with her work. Anna watched
her and by and by, when we were alone, she said, "Caroline,
some day when you are about ninety you may be eating an
apple, or reading, or doing something, and you will get a
letter telling of my decease and after you have read it you
will lay it down and go on with your work and say, "So
sister Anna is dead." I told her that I knew if I lived to be
a hundred, and should hear that she was dead, I should cry
my eyes out, if I had any.
September 1 . — There was a stranger preached for Dr.
Daggett this morning and his text was, "Man looketh upon
the outward appearance but the Lord looketh on the heart.
When we got home, Anna said, the minister looked as
though he had been sick from birth and his forehead stretched
from his nose to the back of his neck, he was so bald. Grand-
mother told her she ought to have been more interested in his
words than in his looks, and that she must have very good
eyes if she could see all that from our pew, which is the
furthest from the pulpit of any in church, except Mr. Gib-
son's, which is just the same. Anna said she couldn't help
seeing it, unless she shut her eyes, and then everyone would
think she had gone to sleep. We can see the Academy boys
from our pew, too.
Mr. Lathrop, of the seminary, is superintendent of the
Sunday School now and he had a present to-day from Miss
Betsey Chapin, and several visitors came in to see it present-
ed: Dr. Daggett, Mr. and Mrs. Alex. Howell, Mr. Tous-
ley, Mr. Stowe, Mr. and Mrs. Gideon Granger and several
others. The present was a certificate of life membership to
something; I did not hear what. It was just a large piece of
parchment, but they said it cost $25. Miss Lizzie Bull is
my Sunday School teacher now. She asked us last Sunday
to look up a place in the Bible where the trees held a con-
sultation together, to see which one should reign over them.
I did not remember any such thing, but I looked it up in
the concordance and found it in Judges ix: 8. I found the
meaning of it in Scott's commentary and wrote it down and
she v/as very much pleased, and told us next Sunday to find
out all about Absalom.
September 2. — I received a letter from my brother John
m New Orleans, and his ambrotype. He has grown amaz-
ingly. He also sent me a N. O. paper and it gave an ac-
count of the public exercises in the school, and said John
spoke a piece called "The Baron's Last Banquet," and had
great applause and it said he was "a chip off the old block."
He is a very nice boy, I know that. James is sixteen years
old now and is in Princeton college. He is studying Ger-
man and says he thinks he will go to Germany some day
and finish his education, but I guess in that respect he will be
very much disappointed. Germany is a great ways off and
"James and John"
none of our relations that I ever heard of have ever been
there and it is not at all likely that any of them ever will.
Grandfather says, though, it is better to aim too high than
not high enough. James is a great boy to study. They had
their pictures taken together once and John was holding some
flowers and James a book and I guess he has held onto it
Anna fell down and sprained her ankle to-day at the
Seminary, and had to be carried into Mrs. Richards' library.
She was sliding down the bannisters with little Annie Rich-
ards. I wonder what she will do next. She has good luck
in the gymnasium and can beat Emma Wheeler and Jennie
Ruckle swinging on the pole and climbing the rope ladder,
although they and Sarah Antes are about as spry as squirrels
and they are all good at ten pins. Susie Daggett and Lu-
cilla Field have gone to Farmington, Conn., to school.
December 20. — Susan B. Anthony is in town and spoke
in Bemis Hall this afternoon. She made a special request
that all the Seminary girls should come to hear her, as well
as all the women and girls in town. She had a large audi-
ence and she talked very plainly about our rights and how we
ought to stand up for them, and said the world would never
go right until the women had just as much right to vote and
rule as the men. She asked us all to come up and sign our
names who would promise to do all in our power to bring
about that glad day when equal rights should be the law of
the land. A whole lot of us went up and signed the paper.
When I told grandmother about it, she said she guessed
Susan B. Anthony had forgotten that St. Paul said the
women should keep silence. I told her, no, she didn't for
she spoke particularly about St. Paul and said if he had
lived in these times, instead of 1 800 years ago, he would
have been as anxious to have the women at the head of the
government as she was. I could not make grandmother agree
with her at all and she said we might better all of us stayed
at home. We went to prayer meeting this evening and a
woman got up and talked. Her name was Mrs. Sands.
We hurried home and told grandmother and she said she
probably meant all right and she hoped we did not laugh.
January 23. — It is one year ago to-day that Johnnie Lyon
died. Georgie Wilkinson cried awfully in school, because
she said she was engaged to him. This is the third morning
that I have come down stairs at exactly 20 minutes to 7.
I went to school all day. Mary Paul and Fannie Palmer
read "The Snow Bird" to-day. There was some funny
things in it. One was: "Why is a lady's hair like the latest
news? Because in the morning we always find it in the
papers. " Another was: "One rod makes an acher, as the
boy said when the schoolmaster flogged him."
This is Allie Field's birthday. He got a pair of slippers
from Mary with the soles all on ; a pair of mittens from Miss
Eliza Chapin, and Miss Rebecca Gorham is going to give
him a pair of stockings when she gets them done.
February 6.- — We were awakened very early this morning
by the cry of fire and the ringing of bells and could see the
sky red with flames and knew it was the stores and we
thought they were all burning up. Pretty soon we heard
our big brass door knocker being pounded fast and grand-
father said, "Who's there?' "Melville Arnold for the
bank keys," we heard. Grandfather handed them out and
dressed as fast as he could and went down, while Anna and
I just lay there and watched the flames and shook. He was
gone two or three hours and when he came back he said
that Mr. Palmer's hat store, Mr. Underbill's book store, Mr.
Shafer's tailor shop, Mrs. Smith's millinery, Pratt & Smith's
drug store, Mr. Mitchell's dry goods store, two printing
offices and a saloon were burned. It was a very handsome
block. The bank escaped fire, but the wall of the next
building fell on it and crushed it. After school to-night
grandmother let us go down and see how the fire looked.
It looked very sad, indeed. Judge Taylor offered grand-
father one of the wings of his house for the bank for the
present but he has secured a place in Mr. Buhre's store in
the Franklin block.
Thursday, February 7. — Dr. and Aunt Mary Carr and
Uncle Field and Aunt Ann were over at our house to dinner
to-day and we had a fine fish dinner, not one of Gabriel's
(the man who blows such a blast through the street, they
call him Gabriel), but one that Mr. Francis Granger sent to
us. It was elegant. Such a large one it covered a big plat-
ter. This evening Gen Granger came in and brought a gen-
tleman with him whose name was Mr. Skinner. They asked
grandfather, as one of the trustees of the church, if he had
any objection to a deaf and dumb exhibition there to-morrow
night. He had no objection, so they will have it and we
Friday. — We went and liked it very much. The man
with them could talk and he mterpreted it. There were two
deaf and dumb women and three children. They performed
very prettily, but the smartest boy did the most. He acted
out David killing Goliah and the story of the boy stealing
apples and how the old man tried to get him down by
throwing grass at him, but finding that would not do, he
threw stones which brought the boy down pretty quick
Then he acted a boy going fishing and a man being shaved
in a barber shop and several other things. I laughed out
loud in school to-day and made some pictures on my slate
and showed them to Clara Willson and made her laugh, and
then we both had to stay after school. Anna was at Aunt
Ann's to supper to-night to meet a little girl named Helen
Bristol, of Rochester. Ritie Tyler was there, too, and they
had a lovely time.
February 8. — I have not written in my journal for several
days, because I never hke to write things down if they don't
go right. Anna and I were invited to go on a sleighride,
Tuesday night, and grandfather said he did not want us to
go. We asked him if we could spend the evening with
Frankie Richardson and he said yes, so we went down there
and when the load stopped for her, we went too, but we did
not enjoy ourselves at all and did not join in the singing. I
had no idea that sleighndes could make anyone feel so bad.
It was not very cold, but I just shivered all the time. When
the 9 o'clock bell rang, we were up by the "Northern Re-
treat," and I was so glad when we got near home, so we
could get out. Grandfather and grandmother asked us if
we had a nice time, but we got to bed as quick as we could.
The next day, grandfather went into Mr. Richardson's store
and told him he was glad he did not let Frankie go on the
sleighride, and Mr. Richardson said he did let her go and
we went, too. We knew how it was, when we got home
from school, because they acted so sober, and, after a while,
grandmother talked with us about it. We told her we were
sorry and we did not have a bit good time and would never
do it again. When she prayed with us the next morning, as
she always does before we go to school, she said, "Prepare
us. Lord, for what thou art preparing for us, " and it seemed
as though she was discouraged, but she said she forgave us.
I know one thing, we will never run away to any more sleigh-
February 20.— Mr. Worden, Mr.
Henry Chesebro's father, was buried to-
day, and Aunt Ann let Allie stay with
us while she went to the funeral. I am
going to Fannie Gaylord's party to-morrow
February 2 1 . — We had a very nice
time at Fannie Gaylord's party and a
splendid supper. Lucilla Field laughed ' '
herself almost to pieces when she found "^""kie Richardson"
on going home that she had worn her leggins all the evening.
We had a pleasant walk home but did not stay till it was
out. Some one asked me if I danced every set and I told
them no, I set every dance. I told grandmother and she was
very much pleased. Some one told us that grandfather and
grandmother first met at a ball in the early settlement of Can-
andaigua. I asked her if it was so and she said she never
had danced since she became a professing Christian and that
was more than fifty years ago.
Grandfather heard to-day of the death of his sister, Lydia,
who was Mrs. Lyman Beecher. She was Rev. Dr. Lyman
Beecher's third wife. Grandmother says that they visited
her once and she was quite nervous thinking about having
such a great man as Dr. Lyman Beecher for her guest, as he
was considered one of the greatest men of his day, but she
said she soon got over this feeling, for he was so genial and
pleasant and she noticed particularly how he ran up and
down stairs like a boy. I think that is very apt to be the way
for "men are only boys grown tall."
There was a Know Nothing convention in town to-day.
They don't want anyone but Americans to hold office, but I
guess they will find that foreigners will get in. Our hired
man is an Irishman and I think he would just as soon be
"Prisidint" as not.
February 22. — This is such a beautiful day, the girls
wanted a holiday, but Mr. Richards would not grant it.
We told him it was Washington's birthday and we felt very
patriotic, but he was inexorable. We had a musical review
and literary exercises instead in the afternoon and I put on
my blue merino dress and my other shoes. Anna dressed
up too and I curled her hair. The Primary scholars sit up-
stairs this term and do not have to pay any more. Anna
and Emma Wheeler like it very much, but they do not sit to-
gether. We are seated alphabetically, and I sit with Mary
Reznor and Anna with Mittie Smith. They thought she
would behave better, I suppose, if they put her with one of
the older girls, but I do not know as it will have the "desired
effect," as grandmother says. Miss Mary Howell and Miss
Carrie Hart and Miss Lizzie and Miss Mollie Bull were
visitors this afternoon. Gertrude Monier played and sang.
Abbie Clark spoke "King Henry of Navarre" and I spoke
"Bingen on the Rhine." Mrs. Anderson is the singing
teacher. Marion Maddox and Pussie Harris and Mary Dan-
iels played on the piano. Mr. Hardick is the teacher, and
he played, too. You would think he was trying to pound
the piano all to pieces, but he is a good player. We have
two papers kept up at school. The Snow Bird and The
Waif — one for the younger and the other for the older girls.
Miss Jones, the composition teacher, corrects them both.
Kate Buell, Anna Maria Chapin read the Waif to-day and
Gusta Buell and I read the Snow Bird. She has beautiful
curls and has two nice brothers, also, Albert and Arthur,
and the girls all like them. They have not lived in town very
February 25. — I guess I won't fill up my journal any
more by saying I arose this morning at the usual time, for I
don't think it is a matter of life or death whether I get up
at the usual time or a few minutes later and when I am older
and read over the account of the manner in which I occupied
my time in my younger days I don't think it will add par-
ticularly to the interest, to know whether I used to get up
at 7 or at a quarter before. I think Miss Sprague, our school
room teacher, would have been glad if none of us had got
up at all this morning for we acted so in school. She does
not want any noise during the three minute recess, but there
has been a good deal all day. In singing class they disturbed
Mr. Kimball by blowing through combs. We took off
our round combs and put paper over them and then blew
— Mary Wheeler and Lottie Lapham and Anna sat near-
est me and we all tried to do it, but Lottie was the only
one who could make it go. He thought we all did,
so he made us come up and sit by him. I did not
want to, a bit. He told Miss Sprague of us and she told
the whole school if there was as much noise another day she
would keep every one of us an hour after half-past four. As
soon as she said this they all began to groan. She said "Si-
lence." I only made the least speck of a noise that no one
February 26. — To-night after singing class, Mr. Rich-
ards asked all who blew through combs to rise. I did not,
because I could not make it go, but when he said all who
groaned could rise, I did, and some others, but not half who
did it. He kept us very late and we all had to sign an apol-
ogy to Miss Sprague.
March 3. — Elizabeth Spencer sits with me in school now.
She is full of fun but always manages to look very sober
when Miss Chesebro looks up to see who is making the noise
over our way. I never seem to have that knack. Anna had
to stay after school last night and she wrote in her journal
that the reason was because "nature will out" and because
"she whispered and didn't have her lessons, etc., etc." Mr.
Richards has allowed us to bring our sewing to school but
now he says we cannot any more. I am sorry for I have
some embroidery and I could get one pantalette done in a
week, but now it will take me longer. Grandmother has of-
fered me one dollar if I will stitch a linen shirt bosom and
wrist bands for grandfather and make the sleeves. I have
commenced, but, Oh, my! it is an undertaking. I have to
pull the threads out and then take up two threads and leave
three. It is very particular work and Anna says the stitches
must not be visible to the naked eye. I have to fell the
sleeves with the tiniest seams and stroke all the gathers and
put a stitch on each gather. Mmnie Bellows is the best one
in school with her needle and is a dabster at patching. She
cut a piece right out of her new calico dress and matched a
new piece in and none of us could tell where it was. I am
sure it would not be safe for me to try that. Grandmother
let me ask three of the girls to dinner Saturday, Abbie Clark,
Mary Wheeler and Mary Field. We had a big roast tur-
key and everything else to match. Good enough for Queen
Victoria. That reminds me of a conundrum we had in the
Snowbird: What does Queen Victoria take her pills in? In
cider. (Inside her.)
April I 2. — We went down town this morning and bought
us some shaker bonnets to wear to school. They cost $1
apiece and we got some green silk for capes to put on them.
We fixed them ourselves and wore them to school and some
of the girls liked them and some did not, but it makes no dif-
ference to me what they like, for I shall wear mine till it is
worn out. Grandmother says that if we try to please every-
body we please no-body. The girls are all having mystic
books at school now and they are very interesting to have.
They are blank books and we ask the girls and boys to write
in them and then they fold the page twice over and seal it
with wafers or wax and then write on it what day it is to
opened. Some of them say, "not to be opened for a year,"
and that is a long time to wait. If we cannot wait we can
open them and seal them up again. I think Anna did look
to see what Eugene Stone wrote in hers, for it does not look
as smooth as it did at first. We have autograph albums too
and Horace Finley gave us lots of small photographs. We
paste them in the books and then ask the people to write
their names. We have got Miss Upham's picture and Dr.
and Mrs. Daggett, Gen. Granger's and Hon. Francis Gran-
ger's and Mrs. Adele Granger Thayer and Friend Burling,
Dr. Jewett, Dr. Cheney, Deacon Andrews and Dr. Carr,
and Johnnie Thompson's, Mrs. Noah T. Clarke, Mr. E. M.
Morse, Mrs. George Wilson, Theodore Barnum, Jim Paton's
and Will Sly, Merritt Wilcox, Tom Raines, Ed Williams,
Gus Coleman's, W. P. Fiske and lots of the girls' pictures
besides. Eugene Stone and Tom Eddy had their ambro-
types taken together, in a handsome case, and gave it to
Anna. We are going to keep them always.
April. — The Siamese twins are in town and a lot of the
girls went to see them in Bemis hall this afternoon. It cost
1 cents. Grandmother let us go. Their names are Eng
and Chang and they are not very handsome. They are two
men joined together. I hope they hke each other, but I
don't envy them, any way. If one wanted to go somewhere
and the other one didn't I don't see how they would man-
age it. One would have to give up, that's certam. Perhaps
they are both Christians.
April 30. — Rev. Henry M. Field, editor of the New
York Evangelist, and his little French wife are here visiting.
She is a wonderful woman. She has written a book and
paints beautiful pictures and was teacher of art in Cooper
Institute, New York. He is grandmother's nephew and he
brought her a picture of himself and his five brothers, taken
for grandmother, because she is the only aunt they have in
the world. The rest are all dead. The men in the picture are
Jonathan and Matthew and David Dudley and Stephen J.
and Cyrus W. and Henry M. They are all very nice look-
ing and grandmother thinks a great deal of the picture.
May I 5. — Miss Anna Gaylord is one of my teachers at
the Seminary and when I told her that I wrote a journal
every day she wanted me to bring her my last book and let
her read it. I did so and she said she enjoyed it very much
and she hoped I would keep them, for they would be inter-
esting for me to read when I am old. I think I shall do so.
She has a very particular friend. Rev. Mr. Beaumont, who is
one of the teachers at the Academy. I think they are going
to be married some day. I guess I will show her this page
of my journal, too. Grandmother let me make a pie m a
saucer to-day and it was very good.
May. — We were invited to Bessie Seymour's party last
night and grandmother said we could go. The girls all told
us at school that they were going to wear low neck and short
sleeves. We have caps on the sleeves of our best dresses and
we tried to get the sleeves out, so we could go bare arms,
but we couldn't get them out. We had a very nice time,
though, at the party. Some of the Academy boys were
there and they asked us to dance, but of course we couldn't
do that. We promenaded around the rooms and went out
to supper with them. Eugene Stone and Tom Eddy asked
to go home with us, but grandmother sent over two girls
for us, Bridget Flynn and Hannah V^hite, so they couldn't.
We were quite disappointed, but perhaps she won't send
for us next time.
May.-^Grandmother is teaching me how to knit some
mittens now, but if I ever finish them it will be through much
tribulation, the way they have to be ravelled out and com-
menced over again. I think I shall know how to knit when 1
get through, if I never know now to do anything else. Per
haps I shall know how to write, too, for I write all of grand
mother's letters for her, because it tires her to write too much.
I have sorted my letters to-day and tied them in packages
and found I had between 500 and 600. I have had aboul
two letters a week for the past five years and have kept them
all. Father almost always tells me in his letters to read my
Bible and say my prayers and obey grandmother and stand
up straight and turn out my toes and brush my teeth and be
good to my little sister. I have been practicing all these so
long I can say, as the young man did in the Bible when Jesus
told him what to do to be saved, "all these have I kept from
my youth up. " But then, I lack quite a number of things
after all. I am not always strictly obedient. For instance, I
know grandmother never likes to have us read the secular part
of the New York Observer on Sunday, so she puts it in the
top drawer of the sideboard until Monday, but I couldn't
find anything interesting to read the other Sunday, so I took
it out and read it and put it back. The jokes and stories in
it did not seem as amusing as usual, so I think I will not do
I asked grandmother to-day to write a verse for me to keep
always and she wrote a good one: "To be happy and live
long, the three grand essentials are: Be busy, love somebody
and have high aims." I think, from all I have noticed about
her, that she has had this for her motto all her life and I
don't think Anna and I can do very much better than to try
and follow it too. Grandfather tells us sometimes, when she
is not in the room, that the best thing we can do is to be just
as near like grandmother as we can possibly be.
Saturday, May 30.^ — Louisa Field came over to dinner
to-day and brought Allie with her. We had roast chickens
for dinner and lots of other nice things. Grandmother taught
us how to string lilac blossoms for necklaces and also how to
make curls of dandelion stems. She always has some things
in the parlor cupboard which she brings out on extra occa-
sions, so she got them out to-day. They are some Chinamen
which Uncle Thomas brought home when he sailed around
the world. They are wooden images standing in boxes,
packing tea with their feet.
Sunday, June 1 . — Rev. Dr. Shaw, of Rochester, preached
for Dr. Daggett to-day and his text was: "Whosoever drink-
eth of this water shall thirst again, but whosoever drinketh of
the water that I shall give him shall never thirst." He said
by this water he meant the pleasures of this life, wealth and
fame and honor, of which the more we have the more we
want and are never satisfied, but if we drink of the water
that Christ can give us, we will have happiness here and for-
ever. It was a very good sermon and I love to hear hmi
preach. Grandmother never likes to start for church until
after all the Seminary girls and Academy boys have gone by,
but this morning we got to the gate just as the boys came
along. When grandmother saw five or six hats come off and
knew they were bowing to us, she asked us how we got ac-
quainted with them. We told her that almost all the girls
knew the Academy boys and I am sure that is true.
Tuesday, June 8. — We are cleaning house now and
grandmother asked Anna and me to take out a few tacks in
the dining room carpet. We did not like it so very well, but
we liked eating dinner in the parlor, as the table had to be
set in there. Anna told grandmother the best way to dust
was to close the blinds, but grandmother does not seem to
agree with her. She says that when she gets married we
can come to visit her any time in the year, as she is never
going to clean house. We went down street on an errand
to-night and hurried right back, as grandmother said she
should look at the clock and see how long we were gone.
Emma Wheelei went with us. Anna says she and Emma
are as "thick as hasty pudding."
June. — Rev. Frederick Starr, of Penn Yan, had an exhi-
bition in Bemis hall to-day of a tabernacle just like the chil-
dren of Israel carried with them to the Promised Land. We
went to see it. He made it himself and said he took all the
directions from the Bible and knew where to put the curtains
and the poles and everything. It was interesting, but we
thought it would be queer not to have any church to go to
but one like that, that you could take down and put up and
carry around with you wherever you went.
Saturday night, July. — Grandfather was asking us to-
night how many things we could remember, and I told him
I could remember when Zachary Taylor died and our church
was draped in black, and Mr. Daggett preached a funeral
sermon about him, and I could remember when Daniel Web-
ster died and there was service held in the church and his
last words, "I still live," was put up over the pulpit. He said
he could remember when George Washington died and when
Benjamin Franklin died. He was seven years old then and
he was seventeen when Washington died. Of course his
memory goes farther back than mine, but he said I did very
July. — I have not written in my journal for several days
because we have been out of town. Grandfather had to go
to Victor on business and took Anna and me with him. Anna
says she loves to ride on the cars as it is fun to watch the
trees and fences run so. We took dinner at Dr. Ball's and
came home on the evening train. Then Judge Ellsworth came
over from Penn Yan to see grandfather on business and
asked if he could take us home with him and he said yes, so
we went and had a splendid time and stayed two days.
Stewart was at home and took us all around driving and took
us to the grave yard to see our mother's grave. I copied this
verse from the grave stone:
"Of gentle seeming was her form
And the soft beaming of her radiant eye
Was sunlight to the beauty of her face.
Peace, sacred peace, was written on her brow
And flowed in the low music of her voice
Which came unto the list'ner like the tones of soothing Au-
Her hands were full of consolations which she scattered free
to all — the poor, the sick, the sorrowfull."
I think she must have been almost exactly like grand-
mother only she was 32 and grandmother is 72. Stewart
went to prayer meeting because it was Wednesday night
and when he came home his mother asked him if he took
part in the meeting. He said he did and she asked him what
he said. He said he told the story of Ethan Allen, the in-
fidel, who was dying, and his daughter asked him whose
religion she should live by, his or her mother's, and he said,
"\ our mother's, my daughter, your mother's." This pleased
Mrs. Ellsworth very much. Stewart is a great boy and you
never can tell whether he is in earnest or not. It was very
warm while we were gone and when we got home Anna told
grandmother she was going to put on her barege dress and
take a rocking chair and a glass of ice water and a palm leaf
fan and go down cellar and sit, but grandmother told her if
she would just sit still and take a book and get her mind
on something else besides the weather, she would be cool
enough. Grandmother always looks as cool as a cucumber
even when the thermometer is 90 in the shade.
Sunday, August. — Rev. Anson D. Eddy preached this
morning. His text was from the sixth chapter of John, 44th
verse: "No man can come to me, except the Father which
hath sent me, draw him." He is Tom Eddy's father and
very good looking and smart, too. He used to be one of
the ministers of our church before Mr. Daggett came. He
wrote a book in our Sunday School library, about Old Black
Jacob, and grandmother loves to read it. We had a nice
dinner to-day, green peas, lemonade and gooseberry pie. We
had cold roast lamb, too, because grandmother never has any
meat cooked on Sunday.
Sunday. — Mr. Noah T. Clarke is superintendent of our
Sunday School now and this morning he asked, "What is
prayer?" No one answered, so I stood up and gave the
definition from the catechism. He seemed pleased and so
was grandmother when I told her. Anna said she supposes
she was glad that "her labor was not in vain in the Lord."
I think she is trying to see if she can say Bible verses, like
grown up people do. Grandfather said that I did better
than the little boy he read about, who, when a visitor asked
the Sunday School children "what was the ostensible object
of Sabbath School instruction," waited till the question was
repeated three times and then stood up and said, "Yes, sir. "
Wednesday. — We could not go to prayer meeting to-
night because it rained, so grandmother said we could go
into the kitchen and stand by the window and hear the
Methodists. We could hear every word that old Father
Thompson said and every hymn they sung, but Mr. Jervis
used such big words we could not understand him at all.
Gen. John A. Granger
Sunday. — Grandmother says she loves to look at the beau-
tiful white heads of Mr. Francis Granger and Gen. Granger,
as they sit in their pews in church. She says that is what it
means in the twelfth chapter of Ecclesiastes where it says,
"And the almond tree shall flourish." I don't know exactly
why it means them, but I suppose she does. We have got
a beautiful almond tree in our front yard covered with flow-
ers, but the blossoms are pink. Probably they had white
ones in Jerusalem, where Solomon lived.
Mr. Francis Granger
Monday.- — Mr. Alex Jeffrey has come from Lexington,
Ky., and brougfit Mrs. Ross and his three daughters, Julia,
Shaddie and Bessie Jeffrey. Mrs. Ross knows grandmother
and came to call and brought the girls. They are very pretty
and Gen. Granger's granddaughters. I think they are going
to stay all summer.
Thanksgiving Day. — We all w^ent to church and Dr. Dag-
gett's text was: "He hath not dealt so with any nation. '
Aunt Glorianna and her children were here and Uncle Field
and all their family and Dr. Carr and all his family. There
were about I 6 of us in all and we children had a table in
the corner all by ourselves. We had roast turkey and every-
thing else we could think of. After dinner we went into the
parlor and Aunt Glorianna played on the piano and sang,
"Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes, " and
"Poor Bessie was a sailor's wife." These are grandfather's
favorites. Dr. Carr sang, "I'm sitting on the stile, Mary,
where we sat side by side." He is a beautiful singer. It
seemed just like Sunday, for grandmother never likes to have
us work or play on Thanksgiving day, but we had a very
good time, indeed, and were sorry when they all went home.
Saturday, December 20.^ — Lillie Reeve and her brother,
Charlie, have come from Texas to live. He goes to the
Academy and she boards with Miss Antoinette Pierson. Miss
Pierson invited me up to spend the afternoon and take tea
with her and I went and had a very nice time. She told me
about their camp life in Texas and how her mother died,
and her little baby sister, Minnie, lives with her Grandmother
Sheppard in Dansville. She is a very nice gid and I like
her very much, mdeed.
March 6 — Anna and her set will have to square accounts
with Mr. Richards to-morrow, for nine of them ran away
from school this afternoon, Alice Jewett, Louisa Field, Sarah
Antes, Hattie Paddock, Helen Coy, Jennie Ruckel, Frankie
Younglove, Emma Wheeler and Anna. They went out to
Mr. Sackett's, where they are makmg maple sugar. Mr.
and Mrs. Sackett were at home and two Miss Sacketts and
Darius, and they asked them in and gave them all the sugar
they wanted, and Anna said pickles, too, and bread and but-
ter, and the more pickles they ate the more sugar they could
eat. I guess they will think of pickles when Mr. Richards
asks them where they were. I think Ellie Daggett and
Charlie Paddock went, too, and some of the Academy boys.
March 7. — They all had to stay after school to-night for
an hour and copy Dictionary. Anna seems reconciled, for
she just wrote in her journal: "It was a very good plan to
keep us, because no one ever ought to stay out of school ex-
cept on account of sickness, and if they once get a thing fixed
in their minds it will stay there, and when they grow up it
will do them a great deal of good."
Johnnie Buxton brings his lame father around in a sort of
a rolling chair and sells molasses candy to the Sem. girls
every Wednesday afternoon. It is the best I ever ate.
March. — I asked Grandfather why we do not have
gas in the house like almost every one else and he said be-
cause it was bad for the eyes and he liked candles and sperm
oil better. We have the funniest little sperm oil lamp with
a shade on to read by evenings and the fire on the hearth
gives grandfather and grandmother all the light that they
want for she knits in her corner and we read aloud to them
if they want us to. I think if grandfather is proud of
anything besides being a Bostonian, it is that everything in
the house is forty years old. The shovel and tongs and
andirons and fender and the haircloth sofa and the haircloth
rocking chair and the flag bottomed chairs painted dark green
and the two old arm chairs which belong to them and no one
else ever thinks of touching. There is a wooden partition
between the dining room and parlor and they say it can slide
right up out of sight on pulleys, so that it would be all one
room. We have often said that we wished we could see it
go up, but they say it has never been up since the day our
mother was married and as she is dead I suppose it would
make them feel bad, so we probably will always have it
down. There are no curtains or even shades at the win-
dows, because grandfather says, ' light is sweet and a pleasant
thing it is to behold the sun." The piano is in the parlor
and it is the same one that our mother had when she was a
little girl but we like it all the better for that. There are four
large oil paintings on the parlor wall, DeWitt Clinton, Rev.
Rev. Mr. Dwight, Uncle Henry Channing Beals and Aunt
Luciila Bates, and no matter where we sit in the room they
are watching and their eyes seem to move whenever we do.
There is quite a handsome lamp on a mahogany center table.
but I never saw it lighted. We have four sperm candles
in four silver candlesticks and when we have company we
light them. Johnnie Thompson, son of the minister. Rev. M.
L. R. P., has come to the academy to school and he is very
full of fun and got acquainted with all the girls very quick.
He told us this afternoon to have "the other candle lit" for
he was coming down to see us this evening. Will Sly heard
him say it and he said he was coming too. His mother
says she always knows when he has been at our house, be-
cause she finds sperm on his clothes and has to take brown
paper and a hot flatiron and get it out, but still I do not
think that Mrs. Sly cares, for she is a very nice lady and she
and I are great friends. I presume she
would just as soon he would spend part of
his time with us as to be with Horace
Finley all the time. Those boys are just
like twins. We never see one without
being sure that the other is not far away.
Later. — The boys came and we had a
very pleasant evening, but when the nine
o'clock bell rang we heard grandfather
Horace Finley scraping up the ashes on the hearth to cover
the fire so it would last till morning and we all understood
the signal and they bade us goodnight. "We won't go
home till morning" is a song that will never be sung in this
March 29. — Our old horse is dead and we will have to
buy another. He was very steady and faithful. One day
grandfather left him at the front gate and he started along
and turned the corner all right, down the Methodist lane and
went way down to our barn doors and stood there until Mr.
Piser came and took him into the barn. People said they set
their clocks by him, because it was always quarter past twelve
when he was driven down to the bank after grandfather and
quarter of one when he came back. I don't think the clocks
would ever be too fast, if they were set by him. We asked
grandfather what he died of and he said he had run his race,
but I think he meant he had walked it, for I never saw him
go off a jog in my life. Anna used to say he was taking a
nap when we were out driving with grandfather. I have
written some lines in his memory and if I knew where he was
buried, I would print it on his head board.
Old Dobbin's dead, that good old horse.
We ne'er shall see him more.
He always used to lag behind
But now he's gone before.
It is a parody on old Grimes is dead, which is in our
reader, only that is a very long poem. I am not going to
show mine to grandfather till he gets over feeling bad about
April. — Grandfather gave us ten cents each this morning
for learning the 46th Psalm and has promised us $ 1 each
for reading the Bible through in a year. We were going
to any way. Some of the girls say they should think we
would be afraid of grandfather, he is so sober, but we are
not the least bit. He let us count $ 1 ,000 to-night which a
Mr. Taylor, a cattle buyer, brought to him in the evening
after banking hours. Anybody must be very rich who has
all that money of their own.
Mrs. George Willson
Sunday, April 5. — An agent for the American Board
of Foreign Missions preached this morning in our church
from Romans x, 15: "How shall they hear without a
preacher and how shall they preach except they be sent.
An agent from every society presents the cause, whatever it
is, once a year and some people think the anniversary comes
around very often. I always think of Mrs. George Wilson's
poem on "A apele for air, pewer air, certin proper for the
pews, which, she sez, is scarce as piety, or bank bills when
ajents beg for mischuns, wich sum say is purty often (taint
nothin to me, wat I give aint nothin to nobody). " I think
that IS about the best poem of its kind I ever read.
Miss Lizzie Bull told us in Sunday School to-day that
she cannot be our Sunday School teacher any more, as she
and her sister Mary are going to join the Episcopal church.
We hate to have her go, but what can't be cured must be
endured. Part of our class are going into Miss Mary
Howell's class and part into Miss Annie Pierce's. They are
both splendid teachers and Miss Lizzie Bull is another. We
had preaching in our church this afternoon, too. Rev. Sam-
uel Hansom Cox, of LeRoy Female Seminary, preached. He
IS a great man, very large, long white hair combed back. I
think if a person once saw him they would never forget him.
He preached about Melchisedek, who had neither "begin-
ning of days or end of life." Some people thought that was
like his sermon, for it was more than one hour long. Dr.
Cox and Mrs. Taylor came to call and asked grandfather to
let me go to LeRoy Female Seminary, but grandfather hkes
Ontario Female Seminary better than any other in the world.
We wanted grandmother to have her picture taken, but she
did not feel able to go to Mr. Finley's, so he came up Tues-
day and took it in our dining room. She had her best cap
on and her black silk dress and sat in her high back rocking
chair in her usual corner near the window. He brought one
up to show us and we Hke it so much. Anna looked at it
and kissed it and said, "Grandmother, I think you are per-
fectly beautiful. " She smiled and very modestly put her
handkerchief up to her face and said, "You foolish child,"
but I am sure she was pleased, for how could she help it? A
man came up to the open window one day where she was
sitting, with something to sell, and while she was talking to
him he said, "You must have been handsome, lady, when
you were young." Grandmother said it was because he
wanted to sell his wares, but we thought he knew it was so.
We told her she couldn't get around it that way and we
asked grandfather and he said it was true. Our Sunday
School class went to Mr. Finley's to-day and had a group
ambrotype taken for our teacher, Miss Annie Pierce; Susie
Daggett, Clara Willson, Sarah Whitney, Mary Field and
myself. Mary Wheeler ought to have been in it, too, but
we couldn't get her to come. We had very good success.
Miss Lizzie Bull
May 9. — Miss Lizzie Bull came for me to go botanizing
with her this mornmg and we were gone from 9 till 1 2, and
went clear up to the orphan asylum. I am afraid I am not a
born botanist, for all the time she was analyzing the flowers
and telling me about the corona and the corrolla and the
calyx and the stamens and petals and pistils, I was thinking
what beautiful hands she had and how dainty they looked,
pulling the blossoms all to pieces. I am afraid I am common-
place, like the man we read of in English Literature, who
said "a primrose by the river brim, a yellow primrose, was
to him, and it was nothing more." I asked grandmother if
Mr. Clarke could take Sunday night supper with us and she
said she was afraid he did not know the catechism. I asked
him Friday night and he said he would learn it on Saturday
so that he could answer every third question any way. So
he did and got along very well. I think he deserved a
pretty good supper.
June 2. — Abbie Clark wrote such a nice piece in my
album to-day, I am going to write it in my journal. Grand-
father says he likes the sentiment as well as any in my book.
This is it: "It has been said that the friendship of some peo-
ple is like our shadows, keeping close by us while the sun
shines, deserting us the moment we enter the shade, but think
not such is the friendship of Abbie S. Clark." Abbie and
I took supper at Miss Mary Howell's to-night to see Adele
Ives. We had a lovely time.
Tuesday, June. — Gen. Tom Thumb was in town to-day
and everybody who wanted to see him could go to Bemis
Hall. Twenty-five cents for old people, and ten cents for
children, but we could see him for nothing when he drove
around town. He had a little carriage and two little bits
of ponies and a little boy with a high silk sat on, for the
driver. He sat inside the coach, but we could see him look-
ing out. We went to the hall in the afternoon and the man
who brought him stood by him and looked like a giant and
told us all about him. Then he asked Tom Thumb to make
a speech and stood him upon the table. He told all the
ladies he would give them a kiss if they would come up and
buy his picture. Some of them did.
July 4. — Barnum's circus was in town to-day and if
grandmother had not seen the pictures on the hand bills, I
think she would have let us go. She said it was all right to
look at the creatures God had made, but she did not think
He ever intended that women should go only half dressed
and stand up and ride on horses bare back, or jump through
hoops in the air. So we could not go. We saw the street
parade though and heard the band play and saw the men
and women in a chariot, all dressed so fine, and we saw a
big elephant and a little one and a camel with an awful
hump on his back, and we could hear the lion roar in the
cage, as they went by. It must have been nice to see them
close, too, and probably we will some day.
August 8. — Grandfather has given me his whole set of
Waverly novels and his whole set of Shakespeare's plays,
and has ordered Mr. Jahn, the cabinet maker, to make me
a black walnut bookcase, with glass doors and three deep
drawers underneath, with brass handles. He is so good.
Anna says perhaps he thinks I am going to be married and
go to housekeeping some day. Well, perhaps he does.
Stranger things have happened. "Barkis in willin'." I
have just read David Copperfield and was so interested I
could not leave it alone till I finished it.
September I . — Anna and I have been in Litchfield,
Conn., all summer at father's summer school for boys. James
IS one of the teachers and he came for us and we stayed two
weeks in New York and vicinity before me came home.
Uncle Edward took us to Christie's Minstrels and the Hippo-
drome, so we saw all the things we missed seeing when the
circus was here in town. Grandmother seemed surprised
when we told her, but she didn't say much because she was
so glad to have us at home agam. Anna said we ought to
brmg a present to grandfather and grandmother, for she read
one time about some children who went away and came back
grown up and brought home "busts of the old philosophers
for the sitting room," so as we saw some busts of George
Washington and Benjamin Franklin in plaster of paris we
bought them, for they look almost like marble and grand-
father and grandmother like them. Speakmg of busts re-
minds me of a conundrum I heard while I was gone. How
do we know that Poe's Raven was a dissipated bird? Be-
cause he was all night on a bust. Grandfather took us down
to the bank to see how he had it made over while we were
gone. We asked him why he had a bee hive hanging out
for a sign and he said, "Bees store their honey in the summer
for winter use and men ought to store their money against a
rainy day." He has a swing door to the bank with "Push"
on it. He said he saw a man studying it one day and finally
looking up he spelled p-u-s-h, push (and pronounced it like
mush), "What does that mean? " Grandfather showed him
what it meant and he thought it was very convenient. He
was about as thick headed as the man who saw some snuff-
ers and asked what they were for and when told to snuff
the candle with, he immediately snuffed the candle with his
fingers and put it in the snuffers and said, "Law sakes, how
handy!" Grandmother really laughed when she read this
in the paper.
September. — Mrs. Martin, of Albany, is visiting Aunt
Ann, and she brought grandmother a fine fish that was
caught in the Atlantic ocean. We went over and asked her
to come to dinner to-morrow and help eat it, and she said if
it did not rain pitchforks she would come, so I think we may
expect her. Her granddaughter, Hattie Blanchard, has come
here to go to the seminary and will live with Aunt Ann.
She IS a very pretty girl. Mary Field came over this morn-
ing and we went down street together. Grandfather went
with us to Mr. Nat Gorham's store, as he is selling off at
cost, and got grandmother and me each a new pair of kid
gloves. Hers are black and mine are green. Hers cost six
shillings and mine cost five shillings and six pence; very cheap
for such nice ones. Grandmother let Anna have six little
girls here to supper to-night ; Louisa Field, Hattie Paddock,
Helen Coy, Martha Densmore, Emma Wheeler and Alice
Jewett. We had a splendid supper and then we played
cards. I do not mean regular cards, mercy no! Grand-
father thinks those kind are contagious or outrageous or some-
thing dreadful and never keeps them in the house. Grand-
mother said they found a pack once, when the hired man's
room was cleaned, and they went into the fire pretty quick.
The kind we played was just "Dr. Busby," and another
"The Old Soldier and His Dog." There are counters with
them, and if you don't have the card called for you have to
pay one into the pool. It is real fun. They all said they had
a very nice time, indeed, when they bade grandmother good
night, and said: "Mrs. Beals, you must let Carrie and Anna
come and see us some time, " and she said she would. I
think it is nice to have company.
Christmas. — Grandfather and grandmother do not care
much about making Christmas presents. They say, when
they were young, no one observed Christmas or New Years,
but they always kept Thanksgiving day. Our cousins, the
Fields and Carrs, gave us several presents and Uncle Edward
sent us a basketfull from New York by express. Aunt Ann
gave me one of the Lucy books and a Franconia story book
and to Anna, The Child's Book on Repentance. I am
afraid she will never read hers, but I will lend her mine.
Miss Lucy Ellen Guernsey, of Rochester, gave me "Christ-
mas Earnings" and wrote in it: "Carrie C. Richards with
the love of the author." I think that is very nice. Anna
and I were chattermg like two magpies to-day, and a man
came in to talk to grandfather on business. He told us in
an undertone that children should be seen and not heard.
After he had gone I saw Anna watching him a long time
till he was only a speck m the distance and I asked her what
she was domg. She said she was doing it because it was a
sign if you watched persons out of sight you would never
see them again. She does not seem to have a very forgiving
spirit, but you can't always tell.
February 24. — The boarders at the seminary had some
tableaux last evening and invited a great many from the vil-
lage. They were splendid. Mr. Chubbuck was in nearly
all of them. The most beautiful one was Abraham offering
up Isaac. Mr. Chubbuck was Abraham and Sarah Ripley
was Isaac. After the tableaux they acted a charade. The
word was "Masterpiece." It was fine. After the audi-
ence got half way out of the chapel, Mr. Richards an-
nounced "The Belle of the Evening." The curtain rose and
every one rushed back, expecting to see a young lady dressed
in the height of fashion, when immediately the seminary bell
rang! Mr. Blessner's scholars gave all the music and he
stamped so, beating time, it almost drowned the music.
Some one suggested a bread and milk poultice for his foot.
Anna has been taking part in some private theatricals. The
play is in contrast to "The Spirit of '76" and the idea car-
ried out is that the men should stay at home and rock the
cradles and the women should take the rostrum. Grand-
mother was rather opposed to the idea, but everyone wanted
Anna to take the part of leading lady, so she consented. She
even helped Anna make her bloomer suit and sewed on the
braid for trimming on the skirt herself. She did not know
that Anna's opening sentence was, "How are you, sir?
Cigar, please!" It was acted at Mrs. John Bates' house on
Gibson street and was a great success, but when they de-
cided to repeat it another evening grandmother told Anna
she must choose between going on the stage and hving with
her grandmother, so Anna gave it up and some one else took
March. — There is a great deal said about spirits nowa-
days and a lot of us girls went into one of the recitation
rooms after school to-night and had a spiritual seance. We
sat around Mr. Chabbuck's table and put our hands on it
and it moved around and stood on two legs and sometimes
on one. I thought the girls helped it but they said they
didn't. We heard some loud raps, too, but they sounded
very earthy to me. Eliza Burns, one of the boarders, told us
if we would hold our breath we could pick up one of the
girls from the floor and raise her up over our heads with one
finger of each hand, if the girl held her breath too. We tried
it with Anna and did it, but we had such hard work to keep
from laughing I expected we would drop her. There is
nothing very spintuelle about any of us. I told grandmother
and she said we reminded her of Jemima Wilkinson, who told
all her followers that the world was to come to an end on a
certain day and they should all be dressed in white and get
up on the roofs of the houses and be prepared to ascend and
meet the Lord in the air. I asked grandmother what she
said when nothing happened and she said she told them
it was because they did not have faith enough. If they had,
everything would have happened just as she said. Grand-
mother says that one day at a time has always been enough
for her and that to-morrow will take care of the things of
June. — Cyrus W. Field called at our house to-day. He
is making a trip through the States and stopped here a few
hours because grandmother is his aunt. He made her a
present of a piece of the Atlantic cable about six inches long,
which he had mounted for her. It is a very nice souvenir.
He is a tall, fine looking man and very pleasant.
August 1 7. — There was a celebration in town to-day be-
cause the Queen's message was received on the Atlantic
cable. Guns were fired and church bells rung and flags
were waving everywhere. In the evening there was a torch-
light procession and the town was all lighted up except Gib-
son street. Allie Antes died this morning, so the people on
that street kept their houses as usual. Anna says that prob-
ably Allie Antes was better prepared to die than any other
little girl in town. Atwater hall and the academy and the
hotel were more brilliantly illuminated than any other build-
mgs. Grandfather saw something in a Boston paper that a
minister said in his sermon about the Atlantic cable and he
wants me to write it down in my journal. This is it: "The
two hemispheres are now successfully united by means of the
electric wire, but what is it, after all, compared with the
instantaneous communication between the Throne of Divine
Grace and the heart of man? Offer up your silent petition.
It is transmitted through realms of unmeasured space more
rapidly than the lightning's flash and the answer reaches the
soul e're the prayer has died away on the sinner's lips. Yet
this telegraph, performing its saving functions ever since
Christ died for men on Calvary, fills not the world with ex-
ultation and shouts of gladness, with illuminations and bon
fires and the booming of cannon. The reason is, one is the
telegraph of this world and may produce revolutions on
earth; the other is the sweet communication between Christ
and the christian soul and will secure a glorious immortality
in Heaven. " Grandfather appreciates anything like that
and I like to please him.
There was a lecture at the seminary to-night and Rev.
Dr. Hibbard, the Methodist minister, who lives next door
above the Methodist church, came home with us. Grand-
mother was very much pleased when we told her.
Sunday. — Rev. Henry Ward Beecher is staying at Judge
Taylor's and came with them to church to-day. Everybody
knew that he was here and thought he would preach and the
church was packed full. When he came in he went right to
Judge Taylor's pew and sat with them and did not preach
at all, but it was something to look at him. Mr. Daggett was
away on his vacation and Rev. Mr. Jervis of the M. E.
church preached. I heard some people say they guessed
even Mr. Beecher heard some new words to-day, for Mr.
Jervis is quite a hand to make them up or find very long hard
ones in the dictionary.
August 30. — Rev. Mr. Tousley was hurt to-day by the
falling of his barn which was being moved, and they think
his back is broken and if he lives he can never sit up again.
Only last Sunday he was in Sunday School and had us sing
in memory of Allie Antes.
A mourning class, a vacant seat,
Tell us that one we loved to meet.
Will join our youthful throng no more,
'Till all these changing scenes are o'er.
And now he will never meet with us again and the chil-
dren will never have another minister all their own. He
thinks he may be able to write letters to the children and per-
haps write his own life. We all hope he may be able to sit
up if he cannot walk.
Some one told us that when Bob and Henry Antes were
small boys they thought they would like to try, just for once,
to see how it would seem to be bad, so in spite of all of Mr.
Tousley's sermons, they went out behind the barn one day
and in a whisper Bob said, "I swear, " and Henry said,
"So do I. " Then they came into the house looking guilty
and quite surprised, I suppose, that they were not struck
dead, just as Ananias and Sapphira were for lying.
September 9. — We gave the ambrotype to Miss Pierce
and she liked it very much and so does her mother and Fan-
nie. Her mother is lame and cannot go anywhere so we
often go to see her and she is always glad to see us and so
April. — Anna wanted me to help her write a composition
last night, and we decided to write on "Old Journals," so we
got hers and mine both out and made selections and then
she copied them. When we were on our way to school this
morning we met Mr. E. M. Morse and Anna asked him if
he did not want to read her composition that Carrie wrote
for her. He made a very long face and pretended to be much
shocked, but said he would like to read it, so he took it and
also her album, which she asked him to write in. At night,
on his way home, he stopped at our door and left them both.
When she looked in her album, she found this was what
he had written :
"Anna, when you have grown old and wear spectacles
and a cap, remember the boyish young man who saw your
fine talents in 1 859 and was certain you would add culture
to nature and become the pride of Canandaigua. Do not
forget also that no one deserves praise for anything done by
others and that your progress in wisdom and goodness will
be watched by no one more anxiously than by your true
friend, E. M. Morse."
"Old Friend Burling"
I think she might as well have told Mr. Morse that the old
journals were as much hers as mine; but I think she likes to
make out she is not as good as she is. Sarah Foster helped
us do our arithmetic examples to-day. She is splendid in
Old Friend Buding brought grandfather a specimen of his
handwriting to-day to keep. It is beautifully written, like
copper plate. This is the verse he wrote and grandfather
gave it to me to paste into my book of extracts:
Could we with ink the ocean fill,
Was the whole earth of parchment made.
Was every single stick a quill.
And every man a scribe by trade;
To write the love of God above
Would drain the ocean dry;
Nor could that scroll contain the whole
Though stretched from sky to sky.
Transcribed by William S. Burling, Canandaigua, Christ-
mas, 1 859, in the 83rd year of his age.
December 8, Sunday.- — Mr. E. M. Morse is our Sunday
School teacher now and the Sunday School room is so
crowded that we go up into the church for our class recita-
tion. Abbie Clark, Fannie Gaylord and myself are the
only scholars, and he calls us the three christian graces, faith,
hope and charity, and the greatest of these is charity. I am
the tallest, so he says I am charity. We recite m Mr. Gib-
son's pew, because it is farthest away and we do not disturb
the other classes. He gave us some excellent advice to-day
as to what was right and said if we ever had any doubts
about anything we should never do it and should always be
perfectly sure we are in the right before we act. He gave
us two weeks ago a poem to learn by Samuel Taylor
Coleridge. It is an apostrophe to God and very hard to
learn. It is blank verse and has eighty-five lines in it. I have
it committed at last and we are to recite it in concert. The
last two lines are, "Tell thou the silent sky and tell the stars
and tell yon rising sun. Earth with its thousand voices praises
God." Mr. Morse delivered a lecture in Bemis hall last
Thursday night. The subject was, "You and I." It was
splendid and he lent me the manuscript afterwards to read.
Dick Valentine lectured in the hall the other night, too. His
subject was "Prejudice." There was some difference in
the lectures and the lecturers. The latter was more highly
The older ladies of the town have formed a society for
the relief of the poor and are going to have a course of lec-
tures in Bemis hall under their auspices to raise funds. The
lecturers are to be from the village and are to be: Rev. O. E.
Daggett, subject, "Ladies and Gentlemen;" Dr. Harvey
Jewett, "The House We Live In;" Prof. F. E. R. Chab-
buck, "Progress;" Hon. H. W. Taylor, "The Empty
Place;" Prof. E. G. Tyler, "Finance;" Mr. W. T. Clarke.
"Chemistry;" E. M. Morse, "Graybeard and His Dogmas."
The young ladies have started a society, too, and we have
great fun and fine suppers. We met at Jennie Howell's to
organize. We are to meet once in two weeks and are to
present each member with an album bed quilt with all our
names on when they are married. Susie Daggett says she
is never going to be married, but we must make her a quilt
just the same. Laura Chapin sang "Mary Lindsey, dear,"
and we got to laughing so that Susie Daggett and I lost our
equilibrium entirely, but I found mine by the time I got
December. — We have had a Christmas tree and many
other attractions in seminary chapel. The day scholars and
townspeople were permitted to participate and we had a
postoffice and received letters from our friends. Anna says
they had all the smart people for clerks in the P. O. — Mr.
Morse, Miss Achert, Albert Granger and herself. Someone
asked Albert Granger if his law business was good and he
said one man thronged into his office one day. Mr. E. M.
Morse wrote me a fictitious one, claiming to be written from
the north pole, ten years hence. I will copy it in my journal,
for I may lose the letter. I had some gifts on the Christ-
mas tree and gave some. I presented my teacher, Mr.
Chabbuck, with two large hemstitched handkerchiefs with
his initials embroidered in a corner of each. As he is favored
with the euphonious name of Frank Emery Robinson Chub-
buck, it was a work of art to make his initials look beautiful.
I inclosed a stanza in rhyme:
Amid the changing scenes of life
If any storm should rise.
May you ever have a handkerchief
To wipe your weeping eyes.
Here is Mr. Morse's letter:
Miss Carrie Richards, I January, 1 869.
My dear young friend :
It is very cold here and the pole is covered with ice. I
climbed it yesterday to take an observation and arrange our
flag, the stars and stripes, which I hoisted immediately on
my arrival here, ten years ago. I thought I should freeze and
the pole was so slippery that I was in great danger of coming
down faster than was comfortable. Although this pole has
been used for more than 6,000 years, it is still as good as new.
The works of the Great Architect do not wear out. It is
now ten years since I have seen you and my other two
Christian Graces and I have no doubt of your present posi-
tion among the most brilliant, noble and excellent women in
all America. I always knew and recognized your great
abilities. Nature was very generous to you all and you were
enjoying fine advantages at the time I last knew you. I
thought your residence with your grandparents an admirable
school for you and you and your sister were most evidently
the best joy of their old age. You certainly owe much to
them. At the time that I left my three Christian Graces, Mrs.
Grundy was sometimes malicious enough to say that they
"svere injuring themselves by flirting. I always told the old
lady that I had the utmost confidence in the judgment and
discretion of my pupils and that they would be very careful
and prudent in all their conduct. I confessed that flirting
was wrong and very injurious to anyone
who was guilty of it, but I was very sure
that you were not. I could not believe
that you would disappoint us all and be-
come only ordinary women, but that you
would become the most exalted characters,
scorning all things unworthy of ladies and
Christians and I was right and Mrs.
Grundy was wrong. When the ice around
Mr. E. M. Morse f^g poj^ ^haws out I shall make a flying
visit to Canandaigua. I send you a tame polar bear for a
playfellow. This letter will be conveyed to you by Esqui-
maux express. jy,^^^ ^^^jy ^^^^^^
E. M. MORSE.
I think some one must have shown some verses that we
girls wrote to Mrs. Grundy and made her think that our
mmds were more upon the young men than they were upon
our studies, but if people knew how much time we spent on
Paley's "Evidences of Christianity" and Butler's Analogy
and Kames' Elements of Criticism and Tyler's Ancient His-
tory and Olmstead's Mathematical Astronomy and our
French and Latin and arithmetic and algebra and geometry
and trigonometry and bookkeeping, they would know we
had very little time to think of the masculine gender.
June. — Annie Granger asked Anna and me to come
over to her house to see her baby. We were very eager to
go and wanted to hold it and carry it around the room. She
was willing but asked us if we had any pins on us anywhere.
She said she had the nurse sew the baby's clothes on every
morning, so that if she cried she would know whether it was
pains or pins. We said we had no pins on us, so we stayed
quite a while and held little Miss Hattie to our heart's con-
tent. She is named for her aunt, Hattie Granger. Anna
says she thinks Miss Martha Morse will give medals to her
and Mary Daggett for being the most meddlesome girls in
school, judging from the number of times she has spoken to
them to-day. Anna is getting to be a regular punster, al-
though I told her that Blair's Rhetoric says that punning is
not the highest kind of wit. Mr. Morse met us coming from
school in the rain and said it would not hurt us as we were
neither sugar nor salt. Anna said, "No, but we are 'lasses.'
Grandmother has been giving us sulphur and molasses for
the purification of the blood and we have to take it three
mornings and then skip three mornings. This morning Anna
commenced going through some sort of gymnastics and
grandmother asked her what she was doing, and she said it
was her first morning to skip.
Friday, July. — I have not kept a journal for two weeks
because we have been away visiting. Anna and I had an
invitation to go to Utica to visit Rev. and Mrs. Brandigee.
He is rector of Grace Episcopal church there and his wife
used to belong to father's church in Morristown, N. J. Her
name was Miss Condict. Rev. Mr. Stowe was going to
Hamilton college at Clinton, so he said he would take us
to Utica. We had a lovely time. The corner stone of the
church was laid while we were there and Bishop DeLancey
came and stayed with us at Mr. Brandigee's. He is a very
nice man and likes children. One morning they had muffins
for breakfast and Anna asked if they were ragamuffins. Mr.
Brandigee said, "Yes, they are made of rags and brown
paper," but we knew he was just joking. When we came
away Mrs. Brandigee gave me a prayer book and Anna a
vase, but she didn't like it and said she should tell Mrs.
Brandigee she wanted a prayer book too, so I had to change
with her. When we came home Mr. Brandigee put us in
care of the conductor. There was a fine soldier looking man
m the car with us and we thought it was his wife with him.
He wore blue coat and brass buttons, and some one said his
name was Custer and that he was a West Point cadet and
belonged to the regular army. I told Anna she had better
behave or he would see her, but she would go out and stand
on the platform until the conductor told her not to. I pulled
her dress and looked very stern at her and motioned toward
Mr. Custer, but it did not seem to have any impression on
her. I saw Mr. Custer smile once because my words had no
effect. I was glad when we got to Canandaigua. I heard
someone say that Dr. Jewett was at the depot to take Mr.
Custer and his wife to his house, but I only saw grandfather
coming after us. He said, "Well, girls, you have been and
you have got back," but I could see that he was glad to
have us at home again, even if we are "troublesome com-
forts," as he sometimes says.
We seem to have come to a sad, sad time. The Bible
says, "A man's worst foes are those of his own household."
The whole United States has been like one great household
for many years. "United we stand, divided we fall!" has
been our watchword, but some who should have been its
best friends have proven false and broken the bond. Men
are taking sides, some for the North, some for the South.
Hot words and fierce looks have followed and there has been
a storm in the air for a long time.
April 15. — The storm has broken upon us. The Con-
federates fired on Fort Sumter, just off the coast of South
Carolina, and forced her on April 1 4 to haul down the flag
and surrender. President Lincoln has issued a call for 75,-
000 men and many are volunteering to go all around us.
How strange and awful it seems.
I recited "Scot and the Veteran" to-day at school and
Mary Field recited "To Drum Beat and Heart Beat a Sol-
dier Marches By;" Anna recited "The Virginia Mother."
Everyone learns war poems now-a-days. There was a patri-
otic rally in Bemis hall last night and a quartette sang, "The
Sword of Bunker Hill" and "Dixie" and "John Brown's
Body Lies a Mouldering in the Grave," and "Marching
Through Georgia" and many other patriotic songs.
May. — Many of the young men are going from Canan-
daigua and all the neighboring towns. It seems very patriotic
and grand when they are singing "It is sweet. Oh, 'tis sweet,
for one's country to die," and we hear the martial music and
see the flags flying and see the recruiting tents on the square
and meet men in uniform at every turn and see tram loads of
the boys in blue gomg to the front, but it will not seem so
grand if we hear they are dead on the battlefield, far from
home. A lot of us girls went down to the train and took
flowers to the soldiers as they were passing through and they
cut buttons from their coats and gave to us as souvenirs. We
have flags on our paper and envelopes and have all our sta-
tionery bordered with red, white and blue. We wear littb
flag pins for badges and tie our hair with red white and blue
ribbon and have pirs and ear rings made of the buttons the
soldiers gave us. We are going to sew for them in our
society and get the garments all cut from the older ladies
society. They work every day in one of the rooms of the
court house and cut out garments and make them and scrape
them and roll up bandages. They say they will provide
us with all the garments we will make. We are going to
write notes and enclose them in the garments to cheer up the
soldier boys. It does not seem now as though I could give
up anyone who belonged to me. The girls in our society
say that if any of the members do send a soldier to the war
they shall have a flag bed quilt, made by the society, and
have the girls' names on the stars.
June. — I have graduated from Ontario Female Seminary
after a five years' course and had the honor of receiving a
diploma from the courtly hands of Gen. John A. Granger.
I am going to have it framed and handed down to my
grandchildren as a memento, not exactly of sleepless nights
and midnight vigils, but of rising betimes, at what Anna calls
the crack of dawn. She likes that expression better than
daybreak. I heard her reciting in the back chamber one
morning about 4 o'clock and listened at the door. She was
saying in the most nonchalant manner: "Science and literature
in England were fast losing all traces of originality, invention
was discouraged, research unvalued and the examination of
nature prescribed. It seemed to be generally supposed that
the treasure accumulated in the preceding ages was quite
sufficient for all national purposes and that the only duty
which authors had to perform was to reproduce what had
thus been accumulated, adorned with all the graces of pol-
ished style. Tameness and monotony naturally result from
a slavish adherence to all arbitrary rules and every branch
of literature felt this blighting influence. History, perhaps,
was in some degree an exception, for Hume, Robertson, and
more especially Gibbon, exhibited a spirit of original investi-
gation which found no parallel among their contemporaries."
I looked in and asked her where her book was and she said
she left it down stairs. She has "got it" all right, I am sure.
We helped decorate the seminary chapel for two days. Our
motto was, "Still achieving, still pursuing." Miss Guernsey
made most of the letters and Mr. Chubbuck put them up and
he hung all the paintings. It was a very warm week. Gen.
Granger had to use his palm leaf fan all the time, as well as
the rest of us. There were six in our clcw-s, Mary Field,
Lucia Petherick, Kate Lilly, Sarah Clay, Abby Scott and
myself. Abbie Clark would have been in the class, but she
went to Pittsfield, Mass., instead. Gen. Granger said to each
one of us, "It gives me great pleasure to present you with
this diploma," and when he gave Miss Scott hers, as she is
from Alabama, he said he wished it might be as a flag of
truce between the North and the South, and this sentiment
was loudly cheered. Gen. Granger looked so handsome
with his black dress suit and ruffled shirt front and all the
natural grace which belongs to him. The sheepskin has a
picture of the seminary on it and this inscription: "The
Trustees and Faculty of the Ontario Female Seminary here-
by certify that has completed the course of study
prescribed in this Institution, maintained the requisite scholar-
ship and commendable deportment and is therefore admitted
to the graduating honors of this Institution. President Board,
John A. Granger; Benjamin F. Richards, Edward G. Tyler,
December 1 . — Dr. Carr is dead. He had a stroke of
paralysis two weeks ago and for several days he has been
unconscious. The choir of our church, of which he was
leader for so long, and some of the young people came and
stood around his bed and sang, "Jesus, Lover of My Soul."
They did not know whether he was conscious or not, but
they thought so because the tears ran down his cheeks from
his closed eyelids, though he could not speak or move. The
funeral was from the church and Dr. Daggett's text was,
"The beloved physician."
A young man asked Anna to take a drive to-day, but
grandmother was not willing at first to let her go. She
finally gave her consent, after Anna's plea that he was so
young and his horse was so gentle. Just as they were ready
to start, I heard Anna run upstairs and I heard him say,
"What an Anna!" I asked her afterwards what she went
for and she said she remembered that she had left the soap
in the water.
February. — John B. Gough lectured in Bemis hall last
night and was entertained by Governor Clark. I told
grandfather that I had an invitation to the lecture and he
asked me who from. I told him from Mr. Noah T. Clarke's
brother. He did not make the least objection and I was
awfully glad, because he has asked me to the whole course.
Wendell Phillips and Horace Greeley, E. H. Chapin and
John G. Saxe and Bayard Taylor are expected. John B.
Gough's lecture was fine. He can make an audience laugh
a§ much by wagging his coattails as some men can by talking
March 26. — I have been up at Laura Chapin's from ten
o'clock in the morning until ten at night, finishing Jennie
Howell's bed quilt, as she is to be married very soon. Al-
most all of the girls were there. We finished it at 8 p. m.
and when we took it off the frames we gave three cheers.
Some of the youth of the village came up to inspect our
handiwork and see us home. Before we went Julia Phelps
sang and played on the guitar and Captain Barry also sang
and we all sang together, "O! Columbia, the gem of the
ocean, three cheers for the red, white and blue."
Mr. Dillaway is at Mr. Gibson's as tutor for one of the
Sherman boys. They walk up and down Main street every
day, taking their constitutional, and people say, there goes
"the tutor " and "the tooted."
June. — There was great excitement in prayer meeting
last night, it seemed to Abbie Clark, Mary Field and me
on the back seat where we always sit. Several people have
asked us why we sit away back there by old Mrs. Kinney,
but we tell them that she sits on the other side of the stove
from us and we like the seat, because we have occupied it so
long. I presume we would see less and hear more if we sat
in front. To-night just after Mr. Walter Hubbell had made
one of his most beautiful prayers and Mr. Cyrus Dixon was
praying, a big June bug came zipping into the room and
snapped against the wall and the lights and barely escaped
several bald heads. Anna kept dodging around in a most
startling manner and I expected every moment to see her
walk out and take Emma Wheeler with her, for if she is
afraid of anything more than dogs, it is June bugs. At this
crisis the bug flew out and a cat stealthily walked in. We
knew that dear Mrs. Taylor was always unpleasantly affected
by the sight of cats and we didn't know what would hap-
pen if the cat should go near her. The cat very innocently
ascended the steps to the desk and as Judge and Mrs. Taylor
always sit on the front seat, she couldn't help observing the
ambitious animal, as it started to assist Dr. Daggett in con-
ducting the meeting. The result was that Mrs. Taylor just
managed to reach the outside door before fainting away.
We were glad when the benediction was pronounced.
June. — Anna and I had a serenade last night from the
Academy Glee Club, I think, as their voices sounded familiar.
We were awakened by the music, about 11 p. m., quite
suddenly and I thought I would step across the hall to the
front chamber for a match to light the candle. I was only
half awake, however, and lost my bearings and stepped off
the stairs and rolled or slid to the bottom. The stairs are
winding, so I must have performed two or three revolutions
before I reached my destination. I jumped up and ran back
and found Anna sitting up in bed, laughing. She asked me
where I had been and said, if I had only told her where I
was going, she would have gone for me. We decided not
to strike a light, but just listen to the singing. Anna said
she was glad that the leading tenor did not know how quickly
I "tumbled" to the words of his song "O come my love and
be my own, nor longer let me dwell alone," for she thought
he would be too much flattered. Grandfather came into the
hall and asked if any bones were broken and if he should
send for a doctor. We told him we guessed not, we thought
we would be all right in the morning. He thought it was
Anna who fell down stairs, as he is never looking for such
exploits m me. We girls received some verses from the
Academy boys, written by Greig Mulligan, under the as-
sumed name of Simon Snooks. The subject was the poor
unfortunate Academy boys. We have answered them and
now I fear Mrs. Grundy will see them and imagine some-
thing serious is going on. But she is mistaken and will find,
at the end of the session, our hearts are still in our own pos-
March. — Our society met at Fannie Pierce's this after-
noon. Her mother is an invalid and never gets out at all,
but she is very much interested in
the soldiers and in all young peo-
ple, and loves to have us come in
and see her and we love to go.
She enters into the plans of all of
us young girls and has a personal
interest in us. We had a very
good time to-night and Laura
Chapin was more full of fun than
usual. Once there was silence
for a minute or two and some one
said "awful pause. " Laura said,
"I guess you would have awful
paws if you worked as hard as I
do. ' We were talking about
Abbie Clark }^ow many of us girls would be
entitled to flag bed quilts, and according to the rules, they
said that, up to date, Abbie Clark and I were the only ones.
The explanation is, that Capt. George N. Williams and
Lieut. E. C. Clark are enlisted in their country's service.
Abbie Clarke and I had our ambrotypes taken for two young
braves who are going to the war.
July 26. — Charlie Wheeler was buried with military
honors from the Congregational church to-day. Two com-
panies of the 54th New York State National Guard at-
tended the funeral, and the church was
packed, galleries and all. It was the
saddest funeral and the only one of a
soldier that I ever attended. I hope it
will be the last. He was killed at Get-
tysburg, July 3, by a sharpshooter's
bullet. He was a very bright young
man, graduate of Yale college and was
practicing law. He was captain of
Company K, 1 26th N. Y. volunteers.
I have copied an extract from Mr.
Morse's lecture, "You and I : " "And
who has forgotten that gifted youth, "And i"
who fell on the memorable field of Gettysburg? To win
a noble name, to save a beloved country, he took his
place beneath the dear old flag, and while cannon thundered
and sabers clashed and the stars of the old Union shone
above his head he went down in the shock of battle and left
us desolate, a name to love and a glory to endure. And as
we solemnly know, as by the old charter of liberty we most
sacredly swear, he was truly and faithfully and religiously
Of all our friends the noblest.
The choicest and the purest.
The nearest and the dearest.
In the field at Gettysburg.
Of all the heroes bravest.
Of soul the brightest, whitest.
Of all the warriors greatest.
Shot dead at Gettysburg.
And where the fight was thickest
And where the smoke was blackest.
And where the fire was hottest.
On the fields of Gettysburg,
There flashed his steel the brightest.
There blazed his eye the fiercest.
There flowed his blood the reddest
On the field of Gettysburg.
O wailing winds of heaven!
O weeping dew of evening!
O music of the waters
That flow at Gettysburg,
Mourn tenderly the hero,
The rare and glorious hero,
The loved and peerless hero.
Who died at Gettysburg.
His turf shall be the greenest.
His roses bloom the sweetest.
His willow droop the saddest
Of all at Gettysburg.
His memory live the freshest.
His fame be cherished longest.
Of all the holy warriors.
Who fell at Gettysburg.
These were patriots, these were our jewels. When shall
we see their like again? And of every soldier who has
fallen in this war his friends may write just as lovingly as
you and I may do of those to whom I pay my feeble tribute."
August I 2. — Lucilla Field was married in our church to
Rev. S. W. Pratt to-day. I always thought she was cut
out for a minister's wife. Jennie Draper cried herself sick
because Lucilla, her Sunday School teacher, is going away.
April 1 . — Grandfather has decided to go to New York
to attend the fair given by the Sanitary Commission, and he
is taking two immense books, which are more than one hun-
dred years old, to present to the Commission, for the benefit
of the war fund.
April 1 8. — Grandfather returned home to-day, unex-
pectedly to us. I knew he was sick when I met him at the
door. He had traveled all night alone from New York,
although he said that a stranger, a fellow passenger, from
Ann Arbor, Mich., on the train noticed that he was suffering
and was very kind to him. He said he fell in his room at
Gramercy Park hotel, in the night, and his knee was very
painful. We sent for old Dr. Cheney and he said the hurt
was a serious one and needed most careful attention. I was
invited to a spelling school at Abbie Clark's in the evening
and grandmother said that she and Anna would take care
of grandfather till I got back, and then I could sit up by
him the rest of the night. We spelled down and had quite
a merry time. Major C. S. Aldrich had escaped from prison
and was there. He came home with me, as my soldier is
down in Virginia.
April 19. — Grandfather is much worse. He was de-
lirious all night. We have sent for Dr. Rosewarne in coun-
sel and Mrs. Lightfoote has come to stay with us all the time
and we have sent for Aunt Glorianna.
May 1 6. — I have not written in my diary for a month
and it has been the saddest month of my life. Dear, dear
grandfather is dead. He was buried May 2, just two weeks
from the day that he returned from New York. We did
everything for him that could be done, but at the end of the
first week the doctors saw that he was beyond all human aid.
Uncle Thomas told the doctors that they must tell him. He
was much surprised, but received the verdict calmly. He
said "he had no notes out and perhaps it was the best
time to go." He had taught us how to live and he seemed
determined to show us how a Christian should die. He said
he wanted "grandmother and the children to come to him
and have all the rest remain outside." When we came into
the room he said to grandmother "do you know what the
doctors say?" She bowed her head, and then he motioned
for her to come on one side and Anna and me on the other
and kneel by his bedside. He placed a hand upon us and
upon her and said to her, "All the rest seem very much ex-
cited, but no matter what happens you and I must be com-
posed." Then he asked us to say the 23d Psalm, "The
Lord is my Shepherd," and then all of us said the Lord's
Prayer together, after grandmother had offered a little
prayer, for grace and strength in this trying hour. Then he
said, "grandmother, you must take care of the girls, and
girls, you must take care of grandmother." We felt as
though our hearts would break and were sure we never could
be happy again. During the next few days he often spoke
of dying and of what we must do when he was gone. Once
when I was sitting by him he looked up and smiled and said :
"You will lose all your roses watching over me." A good
many business men came in to see him to receive his parting
blessing. The two McKechnie brothers, Alexander and
James, came in together on their way home from church the
Sunday before he died. Dr. Daggett came very often. He
lived until Saturday, the 30th, and in the morning he said,
"Open the door wide." We did so and he said, "Let the
King of Glory enter in." Very soon after he said, "I am
going home to Paradise," and then sank into that sleep which
on this earth knows no waking. I sat by the window near
his bed and watched the rain beat into the grass and saw
the peonies and crocuses and daffodils beginning to come up
out of the ground and I thought to myself, I shall never see
the flowers come up again without thinking of these sad, sad
days. He was buried Monday afternoon. May 2, from the
Congregational church, and Dr. Daggett preached a sermon
from a favorite text of grandfather's, "I shall die in my nest."
James and John came and as we stood with dear grand-
mother and all the others around his open grave and heard
Dr. Daggett say in his beautiful sympathetic voice, "Earth
to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust," we felt that we were
losing our best friend; but he told us that we must live for
grandmother and so we will.
The next Sabbath, Anna and I were called out of church
by a messenger, who said that grandmother was taken sud-
denly ill and was dying. When we reached the house at-
tendants were all about her administering restoratives, but
told us she was rapidly sinking. I asked if I might speak to
her and was reluctantly permitted, as they thought best not
to disturb her. I sat down by her and with tearful voice
said, "Grandmother, don't you know that grandfather said
we were to care for you and you were to care for us and if
you die we cannot do as grandfather said?" She opened
her eyes and looked at me and said quietly, "Dry your eyes,
child, I shall not die to-day or to-morrow." She seems well
Inscribed in my diary:
"They are passing away, they are passing away.
Not only the young, but the aged and grey.
Their places are vacant, no longer we see
The arm chair in waiting, as it used to be.
The hat and the coat, all removed from the nail.
Where for years they have hung, every day without fail.
The shoes and the shppers are needed no more.
Nor kept ready vs^aitmg, as they were of yore.
The desk which he stood at m manhood's fresh prime,
Which now shows the marks of the finger of time.
The bright well worn keys, which were childhood's delight
Unlocking the treasures kept hidden from sight.
These now, are mementoes of him who has passed.
Who stands there no longer, as we saw him last.
Other hands turn the keys, as he did, before.
Other eyes will his secrets, if any, explore.
The step once elastic, but feeble of late.
No longer we watch for, through door way or gate.
Though often we turn, half expecting to see.
The loved one approaching, but ah! 'tis not he
We miss him at all times, at morn when we meet.
For the social repast, there is one vacant seat.
At noon, and at night, at the hour of prayer.
Our hearts fill with sadness, one voice is not there.
Yet not without hope, his departure we mourn.
In faith and in trust, all our sorrows are borne.
Borne upward to Him who in kindness and love
Sends earthly afflictions to draw us above.
Thus hoping and trusting, rejoicing, we'll go.
Both upward and onward, through weal and through woe
'Till all of life's changes and conflicts are past
Beyond the dark river, to meet him at last."
Thomas Beals died in Canandaigua, N. Y., on Saturday,
April 30th, 1864, in the 81st year of his age. Mr. Beals
was born in Boston, Mass., November 13, 1783.
He came to this village in October, 1803, only 14 years
after the first settlement of the place. He was married in
March, 1805, to Abigail Field, sister of the first pastor of
the Congregational church here. Her family, in several of its
branches, have since been distinguished in the ministry, the
legal profession, and in commercial enterprise.
Living to a good old age, and well known as one of our
most wealthy and respected citizens, Mr. Beals is another
added to the many examples of successful men who, by
energy and mdustry, have made their own fortune.
On coming to this village, he was teaching in the Academy
for a time, and afterward entered into mercantile business, in
which he had his share of vicissitude. When the Ontario
Savings Bank was established, 1832, he became the treas-
urer, and managed it successfully till the institution ceased,
in 1835, with its withdrawal. In the meantime, he con-
ducted, also a banking business of his own, and this was
continued until a week previous to his death, when he for-
mally withdrew, though for the last five years devolving its
more active duties upon his son.
As a banker, his sagacity and fidelity won for him the
confidence and respect of all classes of persons in this com-
munity. The business portion of our village is very much
indebted to his enterprise for the eligible structures he built
that have more than made good the loses sustained by fires.
More than fifty years ago he was actively concerned in the
building of the Congregational church, and also superintended
the erection of the county jail and almshouse ; for many years
a trustee of Canandaigua Academy, and trustee and treas-
urer of the Congregational church. At the time of his death
he and his wife, who survives him, were the oldest members
of the church, having united with it in I 807, only eight years
after its organization. Until hindered by the infirmities of
age, he was a constant attendant of its services, and ever
devoutly maintained the worship of God in his family. No
person had been more generally known among all classes of
our citizens. Whether at home or abroad he could not fail
to be remarked for his gravity and dignity. His character
was original, independent, and his manners remarkable for
a dignified courtesy. Our citizens were familiar with his
brief, emphatic answers with the wave of his hand. He was
fond of books, a great reader, collected a valuable number
of volumes, and was happy in the use of language both in
writing and conversation. In many unusual ways he often
showed his kind consideration for the poor and afflicted, and
many persons hearing of his death gratefully recollect in-
stances, not known to others, of his seasonable kindness to
them in trouble. In his charities he often studied conceal-
ment as carefully as others court display. His marked in-
dividuality of character and deportment, together with his
shrewd discernment and active habits, could not fail to leave
a distinct impression on the minds of all.
For more than sixty years he transacted business in one
place here, and his long life thus teaches more than one gen-
eration the value of sobriety, diligence, fidelity and usefulness.
In his last illness he remarked to a friend that he always
loved Canandaigua; had done several things for its pros-
perity, and had intended to do more. He had known his
measure of affliction; only four of eleven children survive him,
but children and children's children ministered to the com-
fort of his last days. Notwithstanding his years and infirm-
ities he was able to visit New York, returning 1 8th April
quite unwell, but not immediately expecting a fatal termina-
tion. As the final event drew near, he seemed happily pre-
pared to meet it. He conversed freely with his friends and
neighbors m a softened and benignant spirit, at once receiving
and imparting benedictions. His end seemed to realize his
favorite citation from Job: "I shall die in my nest."
His funeral was attended on Monday in the Congrega-
tional church by a large assembly. Dr. Daggett, the pastor,
officiating on the occasion. — Written by Dr. O. E. Daggett
June 23, 1864. — Anna graduated last Thursday, June
1 6, and was valedictorian of her class. There were eleven
girls in the class, Ritie Tyler, Mary Antes, Jennie Robinson,
Hattie Paddock, Lillie Masters, Abbie Hills, Miss McNair,
Miss Pardee and Miss Palmer, Miss Jasper and Anna. The
subject of her essay was, "The Last Time." I will copy an
account of the exercises as they appeared in this week's vil-
lage paper. Everyone thinks it was written by Mr. E. M.
Less than a century ago I was traveling through this en-
chanted region and accidentally heard that it was commence-
ment week at the seminary. I went. My venerable appear-
ance seemed to command respect and I received many atten-
tions. I presented my snowy head and patriarchal beard at
the doors of the sacred institution and was admitted. I heard
all the classes, primary, secondary, tertiary, et cetera. All
went merry as a marriage bell. Thursday was the great day.
I made vast preparation. I rose early, dressed with much
care. I affectionately pressed the hands of my two landlords
and left. When I arrived at the seminary I saw at a glance
that it was a place where true merit was appreciated. I was
invited to a seat among the dignitaries, but declined. I am
a modest man, I always was. I recognized the benign Prin-
cipals of the school. You can find no better principles m
the state than in Ontario Female Seminary. After the report
of the committee, a very lovely young lady arose and saluted
us in Latin. I looked very wise, I always do. So did every-
body. We all understood it. As she proceeded, I thought
the grand old Roman tongue had never sounded so musically
as when she pronounced the decree, "Richmond dilenda est,"
we all hoped it might be prophetic. Then followed the essays
of the other young ladies and then every one waited anxiously
for "The Last Time." At last it came. The story was
beautifully told, the adieux were tenderly spoken. We saw
the withered flowers of early years scattered along the aca-
demic ways, and the golden fruit of scholarly culture ripen-
ing in the gardens of the future. Enchanted by the sorrowful
eloquence, bewildered by the melancholy brilliancy, I sent
a rosebud to the charming valedictorian and wandered out
into the grounds. I went to the concert in the evening and
was pleased and delighted. So was everybody. I shall
return next year unless the gout carries me off. I hope I
shall hear just such beautiful music, see just such beautiful
faces and dine at the same excellent hotel. — Senex.
Anna closed her valedictory with these words:
"May we meet at one gate when all's over.
The ways they are many and wide.
And seldom are two ways the same.
Side by side, may we stand.
At the same little door, when all's done.
The ways, they are many.
The end it is one."
April, 1865. — What a month this has been. On the
sixth of April, Governor Fenton issued this proclamation:
"Richmond has fallen. The wicked men who governed the
so-called Confederate States have f^ed their capital, shorn of
their power and influence. The rebel armies have been de-
feated, broken and scattered. Victory everywhere attends
our banners and our armies and we are rapidly moving to
the closing scenes of the war. Through the self-sacrifice and
heroic devotion of our soldiers, the life of the republic has
been saved and the American Union preserved. I, Reuben
E. Fenton, governor of the .state of New York, do designate
Friday, the 14th of April, the day appointed for the cere-
mony of raising the United States flag on Fort Sumter, as a
day of thanksgiving, prayer and praise, to Almighty God,
for the signal blessings we have received at His hands."
On the 1 4th of April, this day appointed for thanksgiving
for Union victories, our dear president, Abraham Lincoln,
was assassinated, and on the 1 9th
of April there were union religious
services held in the Congregational
church for the funeral of our late la-
mented president. All places of
business were closed and the bells
of the village churches tolled from
half past ten till eleven o'clock.
I don't think I shall keep a diary
any more, only occasionally jot down
things of importance. Mr. Noah T.
Clarke's brother got possession of my
little diary in some way one day and
when he returned it I found written
scription to the diary :
"You'd scarce expect a volume of my size,
To hold so much that's beautiful and wise.
And though the heartless world might call me cheap
Yet from my pages some much joy shall reap,
As monstrous oaks from little acorns grow.
And kindly shelter all who toil below.
So my future greatness and the good I do
Shall bless, if not the world, at least a few."
"Mr. Noah T. Clarke's
brother and I"
on the flyleaf this in-
I think I will close my old journal with the mottoes which
I find upon an old well worn writing book which Anna used
for jotting down her youthful deeds. On the cover I find
inscribed, "Try to be somebody, " and on the back of the
same book, as if trying to console herself for unexpected
achievement which she could not prevent, "Some must be
London, August 8, 1872. — John sent for Aunt Ann
Field and James and me to come to England to visit him and
we have been here nearly a month. To-day we heard by
cable the sad news that our dear grandmother is dead. It
does not seem possible that we shall never see her again on
this earth. She took such an interest in our journey and just
as we started I put my dear little Abigail Beals Clarke in her
lap to receive her parting blessing. As we left the house she
sat at the front window and saw us go and smiled her fare-
well. Little did I dream that it was our last look on earth
of her sweet face.
August 20. — Anna has written how often she prayed
that "He who holds the winds in his fist and the waters in the
hollow of his hands, would care for
us and bring us to our desired
haven." She had received one let-
ter, telling of our safe arrival and
how much we enjoyed going about
London, when she was suddenly
taken ill and Dr. Hayes said she
could never recover. Anna's letter
came, after ten days, telling us all
the sad news and how grandmother
looked out of the window the last
night before she was taken ill and
Dr. Hayes up at the moon and stars and said
how beautiful they were. Anna says, "How can I ever
write it? Our dear little grandmother died on my bed to-
From the New York Evangelist of August 15, 1872:
"Died, at Canandaigua, N. Y., August 15, 1872, Mrs.
Abigail Field Beals, widow of Thomas Beals, in the 89th
year of her age. Mrs. Beals, whose maiden name was
Field, was born in Madison, Conn., April 7, 1 784. She
was a sister of Rev. David Dudley Field, D. D., of Stock-
bridge, Mass., and of Rev. Timothy Field, first pastor of
the Congregational church of Canandaigua. She came to
Canandaigua with her brother, Timothy, in 1 800. In
1805 she was married to Thomas Beals, Esq., with whom
she lived nearly sixty years, until he fell asleep. They had
eleven children, of whom only four survive. In 1807 she
and her husband united with the Congregational church, of
which they were ever liberal and faithful supporters. Mrs.
Beals loved the good old ways and kept her house in the
simple and substantial style of the past. She herself be-
longed to an age of which she was the last. With great
dignity and courtesy of manner which repelled too much
familiarity, she combined a sweet and winning grace, which
attracted all to her, so that the youth, while they would al-
most involuntarily 'rise up before her,' yet loved to be in her
presence and called her blessed. She possessed in a rare
degree the ornament of a meek and quiet spirit and lived in
an atmosphere of love and peace. Her home and room were
to her children and her children's children what Jerusalem
was to the saints of old. There they loved to resort and the
saddest thing in her death is the sundering of that tie which
bound so many generations together. She never ceased to
take a deep interest in the prosperity of the beautiful village
of which she and her husband were the pioneers and for
which they did so much and in the church of which she was
the oldest member. Her mind retained its activity to the
last and her heart was warm in sympathy with every good
work. While she was well informed in all current events,
she most delighted in whatever concerned the Kingdom. Her
Bible and religious books were her constant companions and
her conversation told much of her better thoughts, which
were in Heaven. Living so that those who knew her never
saw in her anything but fitness for Heaven, she patiently
awaited the Master's call and went down to her grave in a
full age like a shock of corn fully ripe that cometh in its
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