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At Barrington Head, Nova Scotia
At Old Meeting House, Thursday, 18th July, 1912
UNVEILING HISTORIC TABLET
To Edmund Doane and Elizabeth Osborn
Myrick Paine, his wife
Friday, 19th July, 1912
News Publishing Co. Ltd.
Truro. N. S.
Frontispiece — View of Monument - - -
Circular __------- 5
Doane Reunion To Dedicate Edmund-Elizabeth Doane Monu-
ment _________ 7
Memorial Service — Order of Exercises - 9
Opening Remarks by Herbert L. Doane, Secretary-Treasurer 10
Remarks by Chairman — Rev. J. S. Coffin - - - - 12
Papers and Addresses: —
Edmund and Elizabeth Doane by Alfred Alder Doane 15
Prefatory Remarks by Benj. H. Doane 25
Address: All Brothers — Benj. H. Doane - - - 26
Home Sweet Home ------- 31
Old Meeting House by Herbert L. and Frank A. Doane 32
Poetry, Settlement of Barrington — By Thos. W. Watson 40
Memorial Boulder and Tablet _____ 42
Resolution --_-_____ 44
Reunion Banquet — Toasts etc., - pages 45 to 58
List of Contributors ____- -.-38
To our Kinsmen and Friends - - - - - -61
The following Circular was sent out to all of the parties
interested whose names and addresses could be obtained:
To the Descendants of Edmund and Elizabeth Osborn Doane in Canada
Greeting: — These our ancestors, lie buried in unmarked
graves in the graveyard by the venerable "Old Meeting
House" at Barrington Head, Nova Scotia.
Edmund Doane, born at Eastham, Massachusetts,
April 20, 1718, a great grandson of Deacon John Doane,
was one of the Pioneers of Barrington and bore a leading
part in the affairs of the early settlement. Elizabeth Os-
born, his wife, the Grandmother of John Howard Payne,
author of "Home, Sweet Home," was a woman of superior
ability, character and charm.
Their descendants are very numerous and widely scat-
tered, many of them now bearing the names Coffin, Sar-
gent, Wilson, Harding, Homer, Crowell, Knowles, Nicker-
son, and many others of the early settlers of the township.
A number of their descendants have felt it a duty to
make some move to mark, in an appropriate manner, the
last resting place of Edmund and Elizabeth Doane. Ac-
cordingly a Committee of four has been appointed to have
charge of the work, and this Committee proposes to erect
in the old graveyard at the Head, a memorial stone, with
bronze tablet bearing a suitable inscription. If satisfactory
arrangements can be completed, the Memorial will be un-
veiled, with some public ceremony, in the summer of 1912.
Your contribution to the Memorial Fund and your
co-operation in the work, are now necessary to make this
undertaking a grand success.
If sufficient money be provided a pamphlet will be
issued containing a report of the proceedings of the dedi-
cation, the names of all contributors to the fund, a cut of
the stone and tablet and of the "Old Meeting House."
Any contribution, however small, will be thankfully
received and promptly acknowledged.
Kindly let us hear from you at an early date with
such assistance or suggestions as you think proper.
Please send your money and pledges to the Secretary-
Treasurer, Mr. Herbert L. Doane, Truro, Nova Scotia.
Alfred Alder Doane,
53 Cleaveland Ave., Everett, Mass.
F. W. W. Doane,
City Engineer, Halifax, N. S.
M. H. NlCKERSON,
Editor Coast Guard, Clark's Harbor, N. S.
Herbert L. Doane,
September, 1911. Secy " Treasurer - Trur °' N - s -
DOANE REUNION AT BARRINGTON,
To Dedicate Edmund-Elizabeth Doane Monument,
18th July, 1912.
Following the issuance of a general circular to a large
number of the family connexion, the Committee formed
for the Doane Reunion, being encouraged by the response
thereto, proceeded with their work, arranged with the
Trustees of St. John Church, Barrington Head, for the
use of that building, issued invitations, and the Memorial
Service to dedicate the monument to Edmund Doane and
his wife, Elizabeth Osborn Myrick Paine, was therefore
most appropriately held on the 18th July, 1912, in that
venerable and historic old Meeting House.
The day was a perfect one, in fact the only fine, clear
day out of a week of fog and rain.
Representatives of the family were present from dif-
ferent States of the Union, and from various parts of this
Province with a goodly number of residents of Barrington
and vicinity who filled the house to overflowing.
Among those who came to this gathering from abroad
were the following: Rev. and Mrs. Joseph S. Coffin, Petite
Riviere; Mr. and Mrs. Arthur H. Smith, their daughters,
Miss Rosalie Smith and Mrs. Eugene Mosher, and Mr'.
Mosher, of Truro; Mr. and Mrs. Arnold Doane and daugh-
ter, Yonkers, N. Y. ; Miss Minnie Doane, Mr. and Mrs.
Herbert L. Doane and family, Mr. and Mrs. Frank
Doane, Mr. and Mrs. John W. Doane, Truro, Miss Sophia
J. Coffin, who has been five years at mission work in South
Africa; Mr. and Mrs. Percy Sargent, Amherst; Mr. Benj.
Doane and family, New York; Mrs. James Lewis and
daughter, Miss Florence Lewis, Yarmouth; Mr. Geo. H.
Doane, Swampscott, Mass; Mr. and Mrs. Walter M.
Doane and daughter, Jersey City; Mrs. William Dexter,
of Shelburne; and Mr. George A. Crowell and daughter,
Miss Edna Crowell, of Port La Tour.
The oldest member of the family present was Mrs.
Irene Kendrick, of Barrington Passage, who celebrated
her 94th birthday the previous day.
Among those present there were great grand children
of Edmund and Elizabeth, and also descendants of the
fifth, sixth and seventh generation, the latter being in the
tenth generation from the earliest New England ancestor,
Deacon John Doane, and in the twelfth generation from
their Pilgrim ancestor, Elder William Brewster, who came
in "The Mayflower" in 1620.
THE MEMORIAL SERVICE.
Order of Exercises.
Opening remarks by Herbert L. Doane, Truro, N. S.
Remarks by Chairman, Rev. J. S. Coffin, Petite Riviere
N. S. -
Scripture Reading: Selections from Hebrews XI, Rev.
F. Friggens, Barrington.
Prayer— Rev. F. Friggens.
Music— "Land of Our Fathers."
Paper— "Edmund and Elizabeth Doane." Prepared by
Alfred Alder Doane, author of the "Doane Genealogy,"
Everett, Mass. Read by Walter M. Doane, of Jersev
City, N. J. .
Music— "Our Hardy Ancestors of Yore."
Address-"A11 Brothers— Both Sides of the Line," Ben-
jamin Hervey Doane, of New York.
Music— "Home, Sweet Home."
Paper-"The Old Meeting House at Barrington Head."
Prepared by Herbert L. Doane and Frank A. Doane
of Truro, N. S. Read by the latter.
Poetry— "Settlement of Barrington," by Thomas W. Wat-
son, of Barrington.
Resolutions and Announcements.
God Save the King.
Benediction, Rev. F. Friggens.
At the Boulder.
Tablet unveiled by Capt. Seth Coffin Doane.
Prayer— Rev. J. S. Coffin.
Organist— Miss Florence Rosalie Smith.
All the above papers and addresses will be found in full in the
Herbert L. Doane.
Ladies and Gentlemen: — We have no apology to offer
for having called you together to this place to-day, but
probably a few words in explanation of the causes which
have led up to this meeting may not be out of place.
About two years ago, in conversation with a friend
who takes an interest in the history of Shelburne County,
my attention was drawn to a statement in one of our Pro-
vincial Histories, "that Elizabeth Osborn Doane — the
Grandmother of John Howard Payne — author of "Home
Sweet Home," was buried in an unmarked grave in the
burying ground adjoining this Old Meeting House at
Barrington." He suggested that a spot of such general in-
terest should be marked, and the fact made known. I
felt it my duty to see what could be done. Acting upon
this idea, the suggestion was passed along to a few mem-
bers of the family whom I thought would be interested,
with such encouraging results that I decided to go ahead,
and start a fund for the purpose.
This gathering to-day is the outcome, our object being
to unveil the monument in the adjoining grounds, erected
to the memory of our ancestor and ancestress Edmund
and Elizabeth Doane, the latter being the grandmother of
John Howard Payne.
The boulder for this memorial was taken from the old
homestead where Edmund Dcane first settled, and where
he lived for a number of years, and now the beautiful
home of Mr. Robert D. Doane, a descendant of thp fifth
We believe it is right thus to honor our dead We
believe it is wise thus to preserve our local historical
records, because it is only by studying the history o f the
past that we can learn to live aright in the present.
To add to the interest of the occasion we have here
to-day a number of interesting relics: First, this ancient
and well worn Bible, which belonged to our Edmund, on
the fly leaf of which is written, "Edmund Doane, his
book. Bought in New England whilst he lived there 1757;"
and this old Pestle with which Elizabeth Doane compound-
ed her herbs and prepared her remedies when attending to
the sick in this community. These were kindly loaned for
this occasion by Mrs. Lydia Shaw, of Sydney, C. B., a
great grand daughter of Edmund and Elizabeth. Here,
too, are the old Tongs with which they stirred the fire and
adjusted the back log in the old-fashioned fireplace. These
were kindly loaned by Mrs. Thomas Powell, another great
grand daughter; and through the courtesy of Mrs. Capt.
Murray Doane, we have this neatly executed and beauti-
ful copy of the Doane Coat of Arms. My thanks are due
to many of you here for your assistance and words of en-
couragement. Our thanks are due to many others who
have helped us and who through business pressure and for
other reasons are unable to be with us. Our thanks are
also due to some who were interested in this work but
who without seeing its completion have gone on before to
join the great majority.
My dear friend and my father's friend, the late Prof.
Arnold Doane, so well known as the authority on matters
of local history, wrote me kind words of encouragement,
endorsing the plan, but suggesting that many others of
the Pioneers of equal worth should be equally honored, a
suggestion which I hope some one may carry to comple-
tion later on.
Mrs. Sarah Smith was another who took a deep inter-
est in the work, and who contributed to our fund, hoping
to greet us here this summer. I think my letter of ac-
knowledgement had hardly reached her when she, too,
passed over to the great beyond.
• Mr. Alfred A. Doane, of Everett, Mass., the family his-
torian, expected to be with us, but at the last moment
circumstances arose which prevented. He has, however,
prepared for us a valuable paper, which will be read here
We have with us to-day the Rev'd Joseph Shaw Coffin,
a descendant of Thos. Doane, but also of Elizabeth Os-
born Doane. He has kindly consented to take the chair
and will now take charge of the proceedings.
REMARKS BY CHAIRMAN.
Rev. J. S. Coffin, Petite Riviere, N. S.
While I appreciate very highly the courtesy which
has placed me in the chair on this most interesting occa-
sion, I must express my personal regret that my esteemed
friend, who it was first hoped would conduct the exercises
of the function upon which we enter, has desired a more
quiet relation thereto. I refer to Daniel Sargent, Esq., a
gentleman whom we all delight to honor, not only because
of the presence in him of every quality to be desired in a
neighbor, a business man and a Christian citizen, but also
because of the name he bears— a name which away back
in the dreamy years of the childhood of the oldest of us
here present and all adown the intervening time, is sugges-
tive of memories ever to be revered and cherished.
The occasion which brings us together is, in its various
conditions, marked by an intensity of interest rarely ex-
perienced, and that I may safely say has never been felt
heretofore by any of us here present. When in old time,
Joshua, the great captain of the Lord's host, had brought
his people safely over the bed of the Jordan, by the word of
the Lord he directed that twelve stones should be taken
from the river's bed and solemnly placed upon the hither
side, as a memorial of the good hand of the Lord that had
in so marked a manner been upon them for good, and
whose promise to them had never failed. It is under the
inspiration of emotions not unlike to those which actuated
him, that we gather here to-day to mark by word and
deed the good and gracious providence of the God of our
fathers, in the way by which He lead them through the
varied and trying experiences through which they were
called to pass; and let us hope — as Joshua's people did
— to enter into solemn covenant with our fathers' God —
"The Lord our God will we serve, and Him will we obey."
I am unable to enter into the discussion of the genea-
logical details naturally arising on such an occasion as this;
and I must frankly confess that I have no especial taste or
fitness for this line of investigation. Perhaps there is a
degree of^ risk in gratifying one's family pride by pushing
back one's family record to a remote period in history.
The danger is, that one may unexpectedly come under the
humiliating shadows of a gallows, or of some record not
calculated to inspire gratulatjon of any special warmth.
I am informed that the family history which this celebra-
tion brings to the front, is not entirely destitute of such
episodes, although they will be found to have originated
from conditions which are our glory rather than our shame.
One fact is certain, — the race of men and women to
whom we look as our forebears, is one of whom we have
no need to be ashamed, rather may we reverently thank
God for the record they have left for the emulation of us,
their descendants. They toiled faithfully and well. They
bore the burden and heat of the day, and they rest from
their labors; and may we not believe that they smile lov-
ingly upon us to-day from amidst the mists that skirt the
unknown sea over which they have long since faded from
our earthly ken. They rest from their labors; and God
grant that their works shall follow them in the life and
labors of faithful, Godfearing men and women, their de-
scendants, until time shall be no more. For to be cold
and motionless in the graves which shield their honored
dust, is not the end of existence to such as they were.
The graves where repose the ashes of many of these to
whom we would devoutly pay our pious pilgrimage this day
may long since have faded away from all earthly recog-
nition; but even so, the lofty and heroic spirits which an-
imated and sustained those who at last were laid away to
sleep there, these can never die.
''These shall resist the empire of decay
"When time is o'er and worlds have passed away.
If I may be allowed a reference of a more personal
character, before addressing myself to the duties indicated
by this program that has been committed to my charge,
I would say, that my return to this place, after an absence
of so many years, has awakened within me emotions of a
peculiarly tender character. Long continued separation
from the home of one's childhood, and the never ceasing
pressure of the most important and solemn obligations
that can come into a human life, may seem, even to one's
own consciousness, to have lessened the fervor with which,
in the long-ago years, one sang of "Home, Sweet Home," but
it does not take many days of the renewal of association
with old scenes, and the faces of the friends of long ago,
to revive the precious memories of the past, and to set the
old love of home tugging at one's heart strings. Such are
the emotions that stir in my soul this day, as I stand here
amongst you in dear old Barrington. For here I was born.
Here I was born again into the Kingdom of Jesus Christ.
In yonder pew of this venerated old church, fifty-five
years ago, I reached my first real resolve to give my "heart
and life to Him who died to redeem me. Here it was that
were made my first attempts to preach the Gospel of the
Son of God. The dearest ties that can entwine around a
human life have blessed me here; and to-day I could de-
voutly wish, that when my earthly pilgrimage ends—
wherever that shall come— my dust might be brought
back here and laid away to the last sleep, that therefrom,
if it please God, there might spring, if only some simple
wild flower, to adorn the bosom of the land I love so well.
EDMUND AND ELIZABETH DOANE.
With Notes on Others of the Barrington Grantees.
Alfred Alder Doane, Everett, Mass.
Read by Walter Murray Doane, Jersey City, N. J.
The French were expelled from Nova Scotia in the
autumn of 1755. Their lands, thus vacated, were thrown
open to immigrant settlers — farms, whole townships were
thus thrown on the market.
In 1757 Governor Lawrence writes of having received
"application from a number of substantial persons in New
England for lands to settle at or near Cape Sable," and the
Governor's stirring Proclamation for settlers, the following
year, found ready response in various parts of New
The Islands of Nantucket, the towns of Chatham,
Eastham, Harwich, etc., in Massachusetts, were then in-
habited by whalemen, fishermen, farmers, coast-wise
traders— all sturdy, fearless men who knew how to plough
the sea as well as the land, men who knew how to win
something from the sandy soil of Cape Cod, but better
how to win from the fishing grounds of the
Grand Banks. So on Governor Lawrence's invitation
these men decided to make up a company and cross over
to the Cape Sable District for a permanent settlement.
After several ineffectual attempts at settlement, a
grant of a township was made Dec. 4, 1767, to 84 heads
of families, mostly from Cape Cod and Nantucket.
I have not a copy of the old grant, but I might as
well here give the names of all who appear in the division
of the grant, according to our township "Record of First
Division of Main Lands begun January 7, 1768:"
Samuel Hamilton, Thomas Lincoln, Nathan Kenney,
Thomas Doane, Thomas Crowell, Elkanah Smith, Reu-
ben Cohoon, Samuel Knowles, Anson Kendrick, David
Smith, Simeon Crowell, Eldad Nickerson, Solomon Ken-
drick, Jr., Richard Nickerson, Henry Wilson, Elisha
Hopkins, Thomas Crowell, Judah Crowell, Sr., Judah
Crowell, Jr., Stephen Nickerson, Solomon Smith, Jr., heirs
of Jonathan Crowell, Joshua Nickerson, Solomon Smith,
Sr., Heman Kenney, Archelaus Smith, Samuel Wood,
Isaac King, Nathaniel Smith, Sr., Jabez Walker, Theodore
Harding, Lemuel Crosby, Edmund Doane, Joshua Atwood,
Solomon Kendrick, John Clements, John Porter, Joshua
Snow, Jonathan Smith, Prince Nickerson, Robert Laskey,
Wm. Laskey, Daniel Hibbard, Jonathan Clark, John
Swaine, Benjamin Gardner, Jonathan Worth, John Coffin,
Isaac Annable, Elijah Swaine, Shubael Folger, Jonathan
Pinkham, Benjamin Folger, Solomon Gardner, James
Bunker, Thomas West, Barnabas Baker, Thomas Smith,
Nathan Snow, Chapman Swaine, Joseph Swaine, Nathaniel
Smith, Jr., David Crowell, Jonathan Crowell, Jr., Enoch
Barry, Samuel Osborn, George Fish, Jonathan Clark, Jr.,
Edmund Clark, Henry Tracy, Prince Freeman, Richard
Worth, Zaccheus Gardner, John Davis, Simeon Bunker
Phillip Brown, Peleg Coffin, Sacco Barnes, Timothy
The great interest in Nova Scotia aroused in Massa-
chusetts by the Proclamation of 1758 was no doubt largely
due to the previous knowledge these people had of Nova
Scotia lands and Nova Scotia waters. Many of those
settlers had actually taken part in the tragedy of the ex-
pulsion of the "Neutrals," as the exiled Acadians were
commonly called, and long before a permanent settlement
was made here by English speaking people, these Cape
Cod fishermen had discovered by cruises in their little
Yankee crafts that fish abounded in these waters. Some
of those settlers were here, perhaps as early as 1759 or 60.
Haliburton in his history says: "In the years 1761-2-3
Barrington was settled by about 80 families from Nan-
tucket and Cape Cod in Massachusetts. The former came
here to carry on the whale fishery, but disappointed re-
turned to Nantucket at the breaking out of the Revolution,
and others settled in the District of Maine. The latter
were drawn here by the cod fisheries and continued to
About one hundred and forty years before these set-
tlers gained a permanent foothold in this district, the
Mayflower had landed the Pilgrim Fathers on Plymouth
Rock. Many of our settlers from Cape Cod were direct
descendants of the historic Pilgrims. Elisha Hopkins and
Nathan Snow were descendants of Stephen Hopkins of
the Mayflower. Nathan and Heman Kenney were pro-
bably descended from Stephen Hopkins. Edmund Doane,
was a descendant of Elder William Brewster, the "Chief
of the Pilgrims." Archelaus Smith also descended from
Stephen Hopkins. I have not yet closely examined the
whole list with a view to ascertain just how many of these
families were descended from the Pilgrim Fathers, but,
considering the places of their nativity and the intermar-
riages that occurred on Cape Cod during the first one
hundred or more years, it must be that by far the greater
number of our Barrington settlers were of that sturdy
stock of notable men and women. I venture the state-
ment that in no other township of equal population in
America, can there be found to-day so many "May-
flower Descendants" as are right here in our township of
Our settlers were, for the most part, a lot of intelli-
gent, and so far as the times allowed, educated men. The
handwriting of Benjamin Folger, John Coffin, John Porter,
Archelaus Smith and others, as the records show, suggests
that they were men of more than ordinary schooling and
anything but illiterate. As historian More says of the
settlers of Liverpool, it cannot be regarded as otherwise
than fortunate that the settlers of this county were emi-
grants from a country advanced in civilization, and that
they were generally distinguished for intelligence and
I want to offer some genealogical and historical notes
regarding some of our grantees— notes which may not be
uninteresting to us and possibly will be of value to some
future historian and genealogist of Barrington.
Samuel Hamilton, born 29 March, 1738, son of Daniel
and Abigail , of Chatham; married 18 Feb, 1761,
Miriam Kenney, a sister of Sarah, the wife of Thomas
Crowell, and of Heman and Nathan Kenney, first of
Nathan Kenney, probably son of Nathan and Mercy
(Smith), of Chatham. Wife is said to have been Sherah
Nickerson. Was in Capt. Peter West's Company against
the French. Removed from Barrington to Little River,
and descendants now found in Yarmouth County.
Heman Kenney, brother of preceding; married at
Chatham, 25 Aug., 1752, Mercy Nickerson, born 7 May,
1732, daughter of William and Sarah . He was a
Justice of the Peace and died here 4 Feb., 1775, aged 43
Thomas Crowell, born Chatham, 27 Oct., 1739, son of
Dea. Paul 4 and Rebecca (Paine). (Paul 3 , John 2 , John 1 ).
Married at Chatham, 19 March, 1759, Sarah Kenney,
sister of the above Miriam Hamilton, and of Heman and
Nathan Kenney. Abigail Crowell, who married Joseph
Collins, first of Liverpool, was his father's sister, and
Jonathan Crowell, who married Anna Collins and settled
in Liverpool, was his father's brother.
Thomas Doane, born at Chatham, March, 1737, son of
Thomas and Sarah (Barnes). (Thomas 3 , Ephraim 2 , John 1 ).
Married first at Chatham, 4 Oct., 1759, Letitia Eldredge
who died here July 26, 1766, aged 30 years, acccording to
her gravestone still standing in this old yard; married sec-
ond at Eastham, 17 March, 1768, Elizabeth Lewis, widow
of Solomon Lewis, of Eastham, and the daughter of Mrs.
Edmund Doane by her first marriage, to Capt. William
Mynck, He died here 3 May, 1783, aged 46 years.
David Smith, probably son of David. (Thomas »
Ralph 1 ). His first wife was Sarah , who died at
Chatham, 20 March, 1750, aged 28 years. Of their chil-
dren, Mercy, born 13 May, 1747, married Benjamin
Bearce, of Chatham, and later of Barrington. David
married second Thankful (Godfrey) Reynolds, widow of
John Reynolds, of Chatham and Barrington. He died
here in 1795, and his widow 26th May, 1815.
Judah Crowell, Sen., born 6 May, 1703, son of Thomas
and Elizabeth (Jones); married 16th Sept., 1733, Tabitha
Nickerson. Of their children, Thomas and Judah, Jr.,
were grantees; Ansel married Jedidah Doane. daughter of
Edmund first; Eleazer married Mercy Kenney, daughter
of Heman first.
Elisha Hopkins, probably a son of Elisha, of Chatham,
whose widow Experience became the second wife of our
Samuel Osborn. Carried (intention Chatham, 31 March,
1^53) Hannah Wing, of Harwich.
Henry Wilson, said to have been a native of Scotland;
wife was ^arah Chase.
Samuel Wood (Rev.), went from Oxford, Mass. to
Union, Conn., where he bought land in 1745. Married at
Union, 11 Jan., 1750, Lydia Ripley, born 20 Feb , 1724
daughter of David and Lydia (Carey). He sold his land
in Union in 1761 and the same year was minister at the
church at Chebogue, coming from there to Barrington
about 1767. He returned to New England, was Chaplain
m the Revolutionary Army and died in the British prison
ship Asia; so says Mrs. Annie Arnoux Haxtun in her
Signers of the Mayflower Compact, Part III, p. 4. Union
town records show the following children born to Samuel
and Lydia Wood: Lydia, born 26 March, 1752; Irene, 7
June, 1754; Faith, 7 June, 1756; Samuel, 12 April, 1758.
Besides these we know there was a son David who married
at Barrington, 2 Nov., 1779, Mercy Hopkins, daughter of
Elisha and Hannah, and became the ancestor of the Wood
families of this township.
Joshua Nicker son, married at Chatham, 15 Dec, 1754,
Esther Ryder. He was son of Caleb and Mary (Godfrey)
Nickerson, and therefore a brother of Richard Nickerson,
the Barrington grantee.
Joshua Snow, brother of Capt. Jabez Snow, who set-
tled at Granville, Annapolis Co. His wife was Mary
Doane, born at Eastham, 22nd Feb., 1735, daughter of
Eleazer and Hannah (Mayo) Doane, first of Roseway, and
a first cousin of Elizabeth Doane, the wife of his brother,
Capt. Jabez, of Granville. Joshua died at Barrington.
His widow is said to have returned to New England to
live with her married daughter, Phoebe Hallet. They had
children — Jabez, Melinda, Phoebe, Mary, Joshua married
Snyder, and Gertrude, who married her cousin,
William Doane, of Roseway, son of Nathan.
' Joshua Atwood, of Eastham, born 27 Oct., 1722, son
of Joseph and Bethia (Crowell). Bethia was sister of
Elizabeth Crowell, who married Benjamin Homer, the
father of our John Homer who came to Barrington from
Boston in July 1775. Joshua married in 1746, Mary
Knowles, born 20 Jan., 1726, daughter of Paul. Paul
Knowles was son of Col. John and Mary (Sears). Mary
Sears was probably a daughter of Paul and Deborah
(Willard), and this would account for the name Willard as
found in the Knowles and Atwood families of Cape Cod
Isaac King, son of John and Mary (Bangs), married
(intention Harwich and Eastham, 26 October, 1751 ) Lydia
Sparrow, born 26 Nov., 1731, daughter of Joseph and
Hannah (Doane). Hannah Doane was the daughter of
Joseph, Esq., and therefore a first cousin of our Edmund
Eloane, of Barrington. Isaac King died about 1784 and
his widow removed to Salem, Mass., where she died 4 Jan.,
1798, leaving one son in Cape Negro, three sons in Salem
and one daughter in Eastham. He was Proprietors' clerk
at Barrington and a Justice of the Peace.
Archelaus Smith, a half brother of Stephen Smith, one
of the grantees at Liverpool, was baptized at Chatham 23rd
April, 1734, the son of Stephen Smith and his second wife.
Stephen was son of John Smith and Bethia Snow. John
was son of Samuel Smith and Mary Hopkins, who was
daughter of Gyles Hopkins, the son of Stephen Hopkins
of the Mayflower. Archelaus married, at Chatham, 16th
July, 1752, Elizabeth Nickerson, born 15 May, 1735,
daughter of Wm. and Sarah. He died here 3rd April, 1821,
and his widow the 2nd of April, 1828. He was aland sur-
veyor and Justice of the Peace.
Solomon Smith, Sen., of Chatham. Wife was Rebecca
Hamilton, probably the one born the 21st Nov., 1720,
daughter of Thomas 2 , (Daniel ) and therefore a first cousin
of Samuel Hamilton our grantee.
Jonathan Smith, married at Chatham, 9th Nov., 1752,
Jane Hamilton, born 19th April, 1728, daughter of Thom-
as 2 , (Daniel 1 ). She died here 6th Jan., 1799. He died
28th Sept., 1807.
Barnabas Baker, married at Chatham, 3rd March,
1754, Mehetabel Smith, a sister of Thomas Smith, our
grantee. All of these removed to Litchfield, Maine.
Richard Nickerson, born Chatham, 3rd Feb., 1741, son
of Caleb and Mary (Godfrey). His wife was Sarah Nick-
erson, daughter of Absalom and Sarah . He
died 15th Nov., 1774, probably at Barrington.
Jonathan Crowell, Sen., died here before 20th Dec.
1768. His first wife, whom he married 13th July, 1738,
was Anna Nickerson; second wife was Elizabeth
A division of his estate was made 18th March, 1769, to
the widow, to David Crowell, Joanna Crowell, Deborah
Crowell, Azubah Crowell, Mary, wife of Prince Nickerson
Jonathan Crowell, Ruth Crowell, Sylvanus Crowell, Free-
man Crowell. Of his children, Mary married Prince
Nickerson, 12th March, 1761, and Jonathan married 28th
April, 1769, Rhoda Nickerson, daughter of Elisha, Sen., of
Liverpool and Argyle, and settled in Argyle.
Coming now to Edmund Doane and Elizabeth his
wife, in whom we, or the most of us, have the greater in-
terest by reason of direct descent, of them considerable in-
formation has been gleaned from various sources. He was
born at Eastham, Cape Cod, 20th April, 1718, and died at
Barrington, the 20th Nov., 1806; the son of Israel Doane
and his wife Ruth (Freeman), grandson of Deacon Daniel
Doane and his first wife whose name is not known, a great
grandson of Deacon John Doane and wife Lydia, who
came over to the Plymouth Colony about 1630. His
mother, Ruth Freeman, was the daughter of Lieut. Ed-
mund Freeman, and Sarah (Mayo). Lieut. Edmund was
the son of Major John Freeman and Mercy (Prince).
Mercy Prince was daughter of Governor Thomas Prince
and Patience (Brewster). Patience Brewster was daughter
of Elder William Brewster, of the Mayflower company.
Therefore all descendants of Edmund Doane are eligible
to membership in the Society of Mayflower Descendants.
The father of our Edmund Doane, of Barrington, was
a first cousin of the father of Eleazer Doane, first of Rose-
way; and his grandmother, Sarah (Mayo) Freeman, was
a first cousin of Nathaniel Mayo, the father of Hannah
Doane, wife of Eleazer of Roseway.
Edmund Doane was the youngest of a family of six
children. Israel, the eldest, died probably unmarried, aged
about 39. Prince, the second, removed with his family to
Saybrook, Conn., and was the ancestor of the Doanes there.
Abigail, the third, married Thomas Snow. Elnathan, the
fourth, removed with his family to Southeast, Duchess
County, New York. Daniel, the fifth, married 4th Jan.,
1738, Sarah Thatcher, and was probably lost at sea about
1740. His widow probably married second Christian
Remick, the artist, of Boston.
Elizabeth Osborn was the daughter of Rev. Samuel Os-
born, pastor of the First Church of Eastham, from 17th
Sept., 1718, to 20 Nov., 1738, and his wife Jedidah Smith,.
of Nantucket. Samuel Osborn, born about 1685, "Came
over to America in the latter end of October, 1707, bring-
ing letters of Commendation from Ireland, subscribed by
the Rev. Robert Rainey, pastor of a church in the Lord-
ship of Newry, in the County of Down." At Edgartown
he married Jan. 1, 1710, the Rev. Jonathan Dunham of-
ficiating, Jedidah Smith. She was the daughter of Ben-
jamin Smith and Jedidah Mayhew, grand-daughter of Rev.
Thomas Mayhew and Jane Paine a great grand-daughter
of Thomas Mayhew, the grantee and governor of Martha's
Vineyard and adjacent Islands.
Elizabeth Osborn was born in Massachusetts, pro-
bably at Sandwich where she was baptized, and died at
Barrington, the 24th May, 1798. Her parents united
with the first Congregational church at Sandwich in 1713,
where their son John was baptized in 1714 and their
daughter, our Elizabeth, in 1715. Her brother, John Os-
born, married Ann Doane, an aunt of Thomas Doane, our
Barrington grantee, graduated at Harvard college and
settled as a physician at Middletown, Conn., dying there
31st May, 1753, at the early age of 40 years. Her sister,
Abigail Osborn, became the first wife of John Homer, who
removed with his family to Barrington in July, 1775.
Elizabeth Osborn was married three times. When
about nineteen years old, or on 23rd Jan., 1733-4, she married
Captain William Myrick, who was lost at sea in 1742, leav-
ing the widow and three children — a son William who lived
and died at Eastham, a son Gideon who was lost at sea,
and a daughter Elizabeth, or Betty, as she was called, who,
as the widow of Solomon Lewis, of Eastham, became the
second wife of Thomas Doane, our Barrington grantee.
On 14th Jan., 1744-5, the widow Myrick became the
second wife of William Paine, a magistrate and merchant
of Eastham. He was in the Louisburg expedition and died
there in August or September, 1746, leaving the widow and
a son William Paine, Jr., who became a noted teacher in
Boston and New York, and was the father of John Howard
Payne, author of "Home, Sweet Home," as noted on your
On 10th Nov., 1749, the widow Paine again married,
and this time our Edmund Doane, his uncle Joseph Doane,
a Justice of some note, officiating, and about twelve years
later, or in the antumn of 1761, they removed with their
family of seven children to Nova Scotia.
It is understood that the place of their embarkation
was at Nathaniel Mayo's Landing. The late Jonathan
Higgins, Esq., an authority on the history of Cape Cod,
informed the writer many years ago that the Mayo's
Landing of ancient Eastham was a cove or creek a little
south of the present Congregational church in Orleans.
Unfavorable winds drove them off their proposed
course and carried them to Liverpool, where they spent
the first winter. The following spring they resumed the
journey, settling here in the Cape Sable District.
Edmund Doane's name appears on Eastham records
as a juryman _ in 1750 and in 1760, and several times in
some of the divisions of lands.
During his early years in Barrington, from about 1762
to 1767, he kept a store of general supplies for the settle-
ment — a store such as would be required by the circum-
stances of the beginning of the settlement. The chief
articles of trade, as evidenced by his old account book
still in existence, were rum, flour by the pound, salt by the
hogshead, molasses, sugar, medicine, dry goods, hardware,
It is understood that he received his supplies from his
brother-in-law, John Homer, then a merchant in Boston.
John Homer removed with his family to Barrington in July
1775, and a little more than one year later or on 17th, Oct.
1776, he purchased Edmund Doane's property at Barring-
ton, the consideration being .£132 6s.5|d. t It is understood
that Mr. Doane intended to return to New England.
Through his wife, however, a new location was provided
in Barrington for his family. On her petition and the pe-
tition of a number of the townspeople, a grant of land at
Johnson's point was made to the wife Elizabeth, in consid-
eration of her valuable medical services. On this grant
they settled and spent their remaining days.
Of our ancestor, Edmund Doane, it can be said that
he was a man of some means, from the fact that he brought
over with him some farm stock and household furniture,
with other things, sufficient it would appear for the charter
of a vessel for the purpose. He does not seem to have
taken any leading part in the public affairs of the early
settlement. The second, third, fourth and fifth meetings
of the Proprietors, 1764, to 1767, were held at his house,
and in December 1766, he was appointed a member of the
committee to assist the surveyor in laying out the lots.
Mrs. Elizabeth Doane, we have reason to believe, was
a woman, not only of more than ordinary personal attrac-
tions but of natural ability and with some considerable
cultivation. Whatever, if any, superiority may distinguish
Edmund Doane's descendants, possibly is derived from
the infusion of Osborn blood, through this daughter of the
talented minister of old Eastham.
From the Boston Port arrivals I find she came up
from Cape Sable to Boston the 28th of July, 1763, on the
sloop Sherborn, Capt. Jonathan Clark — Jonathan Worth,
a farmer, Elisha Coffin, a fisherman, being the other two
passengers. Again on the 25th of Sept., 1767, she was one
of two passengers who came up to Boston on the sloop
Dove, Capt. Joseph Chapman — Mr. John Chapman, a
merchant, being the other passenger. In this record she
is styled "Mrs. Eliz. Doane, wife to a farmer at Nova
Our first settlers, I believe, had no regularly organized
church. Previous to the Revolution they were visited
periodically by ministers from New England— Congrega-
tionalists doubtless, with which church Edmund Doane and
his wife were, at least nominally, connected. When the
Methodists came here, however, in 1784, Mrs. Doane join-
ed them, though her husband, it is understood, held him-
self quite aloof.
The old pestle, with which she pounded her roots and
herbs, is still in possession of one of her descendants, as
well as Edmund's old Bible, on the fly leaf of which is
written: "Edmund Doane, his book, bought in New Eng-
land whilst he lived there."
Dear Friends, descendants of a common ancestor: We
would honor the memory of Father Edmund and Elizabeth,
his faithful wife. A century and a half ago they came to
these rocky shores, and by self denial and suffering, helped
to produce the conditions which make it possible for you,
their descendants, to surround yourselves with the bless-
ings you now enjoy. They labored, and we have entered
into their labors. We all ought to rejoice that in this year
of grace 1912, we have been moved to honor them, and
ourselves by the doing, by yonder permanent memorial.
Long may it stand to perpetuate their memory in the
minds and hearts of your children and children's children,
for countless generations to come.
REMARKS BY B. H. DOANE, PREFATORY
TO HIS ADDRESS.
Dear Kinsmen and Friends: — If I were not here to-day
with a prepared address, I should certainly be moved to
attempt one extempore. The allusion to the "scaffold"
has stirred strong heart emotions in everyone by whom the
allusion was understood. For, just as
"By the light of burning heretics, Christ's bleeding feet we track,
Climbing up new Calvaries ever, with the cross that turns not back."
so by the swinging forms of gibbeted "traitors" may we
trace the progress of human liberty. And therein is the
significance of the allusion to the "scaffold" that has been
made here. It has reference to two episodes in our family
history. One to a family of brothers in what is now the
State of Pennsylvania, during the war of the Revolution.
Their peace principles forbade them taking either side.
They conceived that God was opposed to war and pillage,
and refused to associate either with the Royalist or the
Continental cause; thereby incurring the enmity of both
sides, which finally resulted in three of them being hanged.
The other incident relates to what is known as the
Papineau and MacKenzie Rebellion in Canada, in 1837,
by which the "Family Compact" was broken up and Re-
sponsible Government established in the English posses-
sions in North America. In that struggle, one of our
family, Joshua *Gillam Doane, yielded up his rare spirit
upon the scaffold for a cause, the benefits of which all
Canada reaps to-day.
I have felt, since the subject was mentioned, that an
explanation was due to be made; and so I have trespassed
upon the time alloted to me in order that you might un-
derstand why our friend (Herbert L. Doane) should have
exclaimed, "We are not ashamed of it," when the fact was
stated that investigation into our family history led in
some directions to the scaffold.
Now to my assigned subject: (See following article).
♦Hanged at London, Ont., 6th Feby., 1837.
Address:— "ALL BROTHERS," (Both Sides
of the Line.)
Benjamin H. Doane, New York,
Bear Kinsmen and Friends: — It is a great privilege that
I share with you, to meet this day within these ancient
walls to do honor to the memory of two pioneers of En-
glish civilization in this province. That they happen to
be our ancestors adds to the propriety of our conducting
this celebration, and to the interest we take in it; but the
sufficient fitness of our proceedings to-day is found in the
lives of the man and woman who, children of America's
first English pioneers, themselves went on pilgrimage to
widen the borders of the English colonists and to hold the
farthest boundaries of the Great Patent of New England
firmly for an Anglo-Saxon civilization.
Consider how they link us with a remote past. Com-
ing here with their seven young children in 1761, they
lived on to advanced age, so that many whom we have
known knew them in the flesh. And yet, no doubt, their
eyes in childhood looked upon some venerable survivor of
the first pilgrim band; to their young ears the tale of the
May flower's voyage came from those to whom the voice
and features of Governor Bradford, the saintly Brewster,
sagacious old Stephen Hopkins, and the other worthies of
the beginnings of English occupation in the New World,
were as familiar as to the elder among ourselves are the
personalities of, say, Captain Solomon Kendrick, or Mr.
John Sargent, or Squire Coffin. Not merely the position
they held in point of time, how T ever, midway between the
Mayflower and our present day, but, as I have said, it is
their lives that justify us in doing them honor. The his-
torical account to which we have listened with so much
pleasure tells us who and what they were, and I shall not
assume to speak, after such authority, to any particular
extent in that line. I wish, briefly, however, to direct our
attention to the family of Elizabeth Doane on her mother's
Her mother's name was Jedidah Smith. As you are
aware, it is a Hebrew name, and it means "beloved." The
affection in which the person who bore it was held is illus-
trated by the number of times the. name, plain as it sounds
to us, was bestowed upon successive generations of girls
in the family. Elizabeth Doane named one of her own
daughters Jedidah; and the Jedidah Crowells and Nicker-
sons and Kenneys that thereafter orbed themselves upon
our horizon attest the strong influence of love that radiated
from the central source. So to return to Jedidah Smith,
the mother of Elizabeth Osborn Doane — she married the
Rev. Samuel Osborn, at Edgartown, on Martha's Vinyard,
of which Island she was native. Her mother's name was
Jedidah Mayhew, daughter of a very distinguished man.
He was the Rev. Thomas Mayhew, only son of Governor
Thomas Mayhew, who, born in England in 1588 — the year
of the destruction of the Armada— came to the Massachus-
etts Bay Colony in 1630, bringing with him his only son
Thomas, then about ten years of age. The elder Mayhew
in 1641 obtained a grant of Martha's Vinyard and the ad-
jacent Islands and, removing there in the same year, estab-
lished an English settlement there of which he was the
I cherish among my possessions a quaint old volume
nearly 200 years old, which once belonged to Robert
Southey, Poet Laureate of England, whose autograph it
bears, and afterwards for many years preserved in the
British Museum. It was printed in London in 1727, when
Elizabeth Osborn Doane was twelve years of age. In
it, Thomas Mayhew, the younger, the grandfather of
Mrs. Samuel Osborn, is spoken of as
. . . "a young gentleman of liberal education and of such
repute for piety as well as natural and acquired gifts, having no
small degree of knowledge in the Latin and Greek languages, and
being not wholly stranger to the Hebrew, that soon after their set-
tlement on the Island, the new plantation called him to the minis-
try among them. But his English flock being then but small, the
sphere was not large enough for so bright a star to move in. With
great compassion, he beheld the wretched natives, who then were
several thousands on these Islands, perishing in utter ignorance of
the true God and eternal life, laboring under strange delusions, en-
chantments and panic fears of devils, whom they most passionately
worshiped. * * * But God, who had ordained him as evangelist
for the conversion of these Indian Gentiles stirred him up with a
holy zeal and resolution to labor their illumination and deliverance."
In 1657, after sixteen years of service, in the thirty-
seventh year of his age, accompanied by his wife's brother
and an Indian preacher, he took passage in a ship bound
for England, there to pursue measures for the further ad-
vancement of religion among his Indians; but neither the
ship nor any of the passengers were ever heard of more.
The historian already quoted thus comments upon this
"Thus came to an immature death, Mr. Mayhew, junior, who
was so affectionately beloved and esteemed of the Indians that they
could not easily bear his absence so far as Boston before they longed
for his return; and for many years after his departure, he was
seldom named without tears."
From his contemporary, that famous apostle to the
Indians, Mr. John Eliot, at this time was wrung the ex-
pression of affectionate grief:
"The Lord has given us this amazing blow, to take away my
brother Mayhew. His aged father does his endeavor to uphold
the work among the poor Indians, whom by letters I have encour-
aged what I can."
Thomas Mayhew, the elder, during his son's life time
favored and forwarded the work among the Indians, by
whom he was greatly reverenced. He taught them how to
govern themselves according to the English manner, and
helped them organize their councils and courts for trial
by jury, and to keep records of all acts passed and actions
tried. Such was their confidence in him that, when almost
all the Indian nations on the main were at war with the
English, they remained attached to him and to the English
interest, so that the settlers on those Islands took no care
of their own defence, but left it wholly to these Christian
Indians, who outnumbered them twenty to one.
This missionary concern for the Indians continued
hereditary in the family of our ancestress on Martha's
Vineyard, and in such an environment was Jedidah Osborn
reared and her daughter Elizabeth born. Generations of
her ancestors, governors, judges, ministers, were all mis-
sionaries, lodging in smoky wigwams, enduring cold and
wet and fatigue, in sustained and painful, yet cheerful
labor for wretched souls unable so much as to offer
I love to dwell on this aspect of our family history,
because you will, with equal regret, recall with me that the
early English voyagers were kindly received by the Indians,
with whom they exchanged gifts, and that not many days
later, without justifiable cause, there were new Indian
graves, their tenants slain by the white man's bullet, while
those who lived were made captives and sold as slaves to
the Spaniards. Yet soon after when our Pilgrim Fathers
first met the Indians they were greeted with the words
"Welcome, Englishmen," and for twenty-four years an un-
broken peace continued between them. In spite, however,
of such examples of Christian good will by our Pilgrim
forefathers, and of equally Christian forbearance by their
Indian neighbors, from that early day to the present, our
relation as a people to the aboriginal race has been some-
thing to blush for and of which to repent even now, if in-
deed by seeking there may be found any place for repent-
ance. It is, therefore, pleasant to recall that, at a critical
time in the first winter that any New England family ever
spent on these shores, down there on old Fish Point, the
stalwart form of an Indian suddenly filled their doorway;
and as mother and children shrank apprehensive of the
next thing that would happen, their fears were banished
and their hearts softened with the salutation in English,
"All brothers, all brothers!" — a greeting one inspirit with
the words from Heaven heard one night on the hills of
Judea, "Peace on earth, good will to men."
And that spirit, announced by a rude man of the
woods to a helpless white woman, I am thankful to say, has
been ever reciprocated to the Indians of this neighborhood,
so far as our family is concerned. Naturally it would be
so among the descendants of Elizabeth Doane. Possessed
of the same philanthropic zeal in the midst of which she
had been bred, her medical skill, which was recognized as
considerable and so invaluable in the primitive community
settled here, was equally at the service of the suffering
Indians, in whose wigwams she ministered to mothers in
their supreme hour, and to child and man according to
It is to be regretted that the latter days of this revered
couple were shadowed by a war, which isolated them from
the land of their birth, to which land Edmund Doane, and
especially his wife Elizabeth, were bound by the strongest
ties. He left home and kindred behind, but his parents
were dead and his brothers and sisters made alliances which
absorbed their interests. On the other hand, she left be-
hind her three children of her former marriage in Massa-
chusetts. One, a daughter, Elizabeth Myrick, rejoined
her here as the wife of my great grandfather, Thomas
Doane, whose headstone over there still tells to the world
that he was born and that he died — all that the world for
the most part knows of many others . of its noblest and
mightiest. Her two sons, so far as known, she never saw
again, though letters still extant from them show with
what love they followed her in memory.
Here, in common with their neighbors, Edmund Doane
and his wife suffered much through the dark days of the
American Revolution. This is not an opportunity for
discussion of the questions involved in that struggle. Suf-
fice it now for me to say, I am glad, as a native of that
Republic within whose limits they were born, and where
their fathers' sepulchres for repeated generations are with
us unto this day, that the records of that time abundantly
show that the Barrington settlers were true-hearted to
their brothers and fathers who remained in or went back
to the Old Colony. Surely their descendants on both
sides of the imaginary line created and maintained by
tariff laws will unite in commendation of their spirit o f
first allegiance to the ties of blood and of common socia 1
aims and ideals.
Of Elizabeth Doane's two sons by her former marriage,
William My rick had eleven children, and his descendants
are numerous. The Myrick family is large and influential.
To William Paine, the only child of her second mar-
riage, a romantic interest attaches as the father of a son
of genius, John Howard Payne, whose song "Home, Sweet
Home," the world will never willingly let die. Of William
Paine's nine children, six were daughters, only one of whom
married. Her husband was her own cousin, Dr. John C.
Osborn, son of Elizabeth Doane's brother, Dr. John Os-
born. I believe she has no living descendants. Of the
three sons, only the youngest, Thatcher Taylor Payne, has
any living descendants, through his daughter Eloise, who
married an Episcopal clergyman named Luqueer, residing
in Bedford, N. Y. With one of her grandchildren, Thatch-
er Taylor Payne Luqueer, I have the pleasure of an ac-
quaintance and occasional interesting association. He is
a civil engineer, but, alas! a confirmed — bachelor. His
brother, however, is a professor at Columbia Uni-
versity, New York, is married and has young children,
in whom are centered the hopes of posterity from this
interesting branch of our family.
Having now been favored to speak at this reunion for
those native to the land of our common ancestors' birth,
permit me in closing to express the conviction that the
lesson of this reunion will be largely missed unless we
recognize that the family bond is but typical of that larger
brotherhood which is as wide as humanity; that unless we
are able, with loving hearts, as did the immediate progen-
itors of Elizabeth Doane, to recognize as brothers the
most wretched of mankind, we but balk the faith of the
Man of Nazareth in the human soil wherein he with such
confidence sowed the seeds of love. National boundaries
can never separate families. Family lines cannot keep
apart those who are one in spirit. And if that divine
principle but take control of our lives, verily I say to you,
there be some here who shall not taste death until that
time shall come for which prophets longed and martyrs
suffered, when not alone those who can reckon long lines
of ancestors shall celebrate their reunions, but when He
that rideth upon the heavens shall confirm His inheritance
and shall set even the solitary in families.
Home, Sweet Home!
Following the valuable and interesting paper, "All
Brothers on Both Sides of the Line" — the whole assembly
led by the choir, joined in singing, peculiarly appropriate
to the occasion, "Home, Sweet Home,'' a song that has
touched the hearts of the people in all lands and that has
brought undying fame to its author, John Howard Payne,
whose memory, as a grandson of Elizabeth Osborn by a
former marriage, is also honored by this memorial service.
It is a singular fact that the author had never a home
during the last forty years of his life, and died in a foreign
THE OLD MEETING HOUSE AT BARRING-
TON HEAD, N. S.
Herbert L. Doane and Frank A. Daone, Truro, N. S.
Read by Frank A. Doane.
It seems quite appropriate to present at this stage of
the proceedings a short sketch, imperfect though it may
be, of this historic old church building, known to most_ of
us from our earliest recollections as the Old Meeting
House at Barrington Head. In this place our fathers and
fore-fathers both taught and worshipped. Seven genera-
tions of the descendants of Deacon John Doane, our New
England ancestor, have praised God within its sacred
Squire Samuel Osborne Doane, Senior, the son of the
Edmund and Elizabeth Doane to whose memory to-day we
erect a tablet on these grounds, has conducted services
here, taking charge in the absence of the minister and also
maintaining the week day services.
Father Albert Swim, great giandson of Elizabeth
Osborn Myrick Paine Doane, also officiated here in the
years gone by.
The Pioneers of Barrington, sons of the New England
Puritans, soon felt the need of a place of worship, and
early in their new life, laid the foundations for this house
While log cabins were deemed good enough for them
to live in when the necessities of those early days required
>it, they felt that a more worthy structure must be erected
for the purposes of religious worship. Hence they cut a
frame from the sturdy oaks of Sheroe's (Chereau's) Island
and sent over to New England for boards and clapboards.
They began its construction in 1763 and had it ready for
service in 1765. Originally built by Congregationalists
and Quakers, this Old House knows no creed. Numerous
sects have worshipped here and preachers of all denomina-
tions have freely occupied its lofty pulpit. Many distin-
guished and eloquent divines have delivered the Gospel
message within these walls. Bishop Inglis, with Episco-
palian dignity and grace; Henry Alline, in a furore of
religious fervor, enthusiasm and excitement: Bishop
William Black and Freeborn Garrettson, shining lights of
early Methodism, have spoken here with eloquence and
power. Twas here, also, that Rev. Theodore Ssth Hard-
ing, a Barrington boy who achieved considerable fame
throughout the Province, delivered his first sermon when a
mere youth of twenty; and here in 1791 that celebrated
Baptist Father, Rev. Harris Harding, known later. all over
Nova Scotia as "Father Harding," held revival services
for a week with great success.
It is not in our power to give in full a detailed history
of this church, nor to name all the different denominational
ministers or faithful laymen, who have labored in this
Vineyard, or have been actively concerned in connection
with this church, but, omitting those of more recent years,
some other names may be mentioned, such as Revds.
Ashleys (father and son), Byers, Crandall, Cromwell, Jas.
and John Mann, McGray, Jacob Norton, Martin, Mc-
Keown, Reynolds, Downey, and William H. Richan; and
among the laymen theAtwoods, Crowells, Coffins, Pink-
hams, Geddes, Hogg, Homers, Sargents and many
others. But time would lail me to tell of all the Gideons
and Baraks, Joshuas and Elishas, Miriams and Deborahs,
Marys and Marthas, who down through the long years
have rallied around this religious centre.
From one of the old saints of Barrington now passed
to her' heavenly rest, Mrs. Martha Elvira Doane Pinkham,
better known as "Aunt Patsy," the writer learned when
a lad that the Rev'd Jacob Norton, above mentioned, was
something of a poet, or rather aversifyer, for Webster's
dictionary says "not every versifyer is a poet." A line or
so from one or two of his poems or hymns will perhaps
recall old memories to some of the older persons present.
"I, Jacob Norton, born and bred, in Massachusetts, where 'tis said
"The light of Gospel Grace was shed," —
"I preached the Gospel then and when, just wherever I was sent."
And from another, —
"As I lay dead by the wayside,
All kivered with ice and snow,
The good Samaritan pass-ed by;
He know'd well what to do."
But we must make mention now of the first pastor to of-
ficiate in this meeting house shortly after it was put up — the
Rev. Samuel Wood, who came here from Chebogue, Yar-
mouth County, but had removed therefrom New England.
Mr. Wood was known to have been here in 1767 and 1768,
but at the outbreak of the American Revolution, he re-
turned to New England and joined the Continental Army
as Chaplain, was taken prisoner and died in New York on
board the British Prison Ship, "Asia." Many of his de-
scendants are living in Barrington to day but none, how-
ever bearing the name of Wood.
Among those who have assembled at this time to do
honor to our ancestors — Edmund Doane, one of the first,
if not the first, of the name of Doane to settle in Nova
Scotia, and Elizabeth Osborn Myrick Paine Doane, his
illustrious wife, grandmother of John Howard Payne, auth-
or of "Home, Sweet Home,"— and also among the present
residents of Barrington, there are quite a few who have the
unique distinction of being not only great great grandchil-
dren, and great great great grandchildren of Edmund and
Elizabeth, but who also bear that same relation to the first
pastor of this venerable and historic old meeting house, the
Rev. Samuel Wood. The original grant of the township
provided for a lot of land for use of church and minister
and this lot on part of which this building now stands ex-
tended down to the brink of the river. Part of the ground
was used for a military parade for in those days the defence
of the country was quite as much to be considered as the
observance of religious ceremonies. Then, too, church
buildings in Nova Scotia were used for both secular and
religious purposes. The township or proprietors' meetings
and civic elections were held in this church up to about
1817, about which time the Congregationalists ceased
to exist as a separate organization, and the Methodists
then moved to their own new Chapel, built in 1816, which
we of this generation remember as the Old Chapel, now no
longer in evidence. (The two old Gothic windows, oc-
cupying a position of honor in the front of your post office
building, until a very recent date, belonged to that Chapel) .
Thus this Old Meeting House was practically left to the
Free Baptists and a few Presbyterians. They formed a
plan to repair the house on a joint stock basis with shares
of two pounds each, and having done so they refused to
allow town meetings to be held in it.
The early furnishings of this building were very primi-
tive. Rude benches for seats, and in common with all the
early churches in this then new country there was no pro-
vision made for heating, it being before the days of stoves,
and long after stoves were used in private houses they
were not introduced into the churches as such an innova-
tion was hardly considered consistent with Puritan ideas.
Indeed, we think we are right in saying that it was regard-
ed that a person's religion was at a very low ebb if he
could not keep warm through a gospel service without the
aid of a stove or even a foot-warmer or warming pan.
When in April, 1786, Freeborn Garrettson preached
his first sermon here, having walked around the shore
from Shelburne via Cape Negro, and from thence wading
through slush and mud to Barrington, there were neither
doors nor windows. Those were days when not only
was our modern and brilliant electric lighting system un-
known, but the luxury of the paraffine oil lamp was un-
dreamed of; it was customary to announce services to take
place at "early candle light," or when the season would
admit it was a decided saving of candles to call the service
as did Mr. Garrettson on this occasion for "an hour before
sunset." At the close of his service he, having no place to
lay his head and not being invited to the house of any of
the people, prepared to make his bed on the rough benches
with which this room was then furnished. But one good
woman, who was then a young married woman of about
23 or 24, now long remembered by several generations as
"Old Grandma Homer," from whom many of us here are
descended, this good woman after reaching home, remem-
bered that the preacher was a stranger, went back and
brought Mr. Garrettson to her home. Through a long
life of nearly a century her home was ever after an abiding
place for itinerant preachers and missionaries.
We might add that this good lady's daughter, Abigail,
(herself a grandniece of Elizabeth Osborn I who was married
to James Doane, the grandson of our first Edmund (the
couple being known as "Uncle Jim" and "Aunt Nabby")
also made her home a place of welcome for all the passing
ministers for over half a century.
Not until 1840 was a final effort made and money
raised to finish and repair the building, and only then
after seventy-five years, was the old Meeting House really
completed. The pews were put in, this high pulpit, fear-
fully and wonderfully made, was finished, and the doors
and windows repaired.
At a proprietor's meeting in 1841, it was resolved that
"the Presbyterian Meeting House be henceforth called and
known by name of "St. John Church," but "strangely
enough" according to an article by Rev. Wm. H. Richan
in the Yarmouth Herald, July 17, 1893, "of the twenty-
five proprietors at that time only three were Presbyterians
and the first ministers chosen to occupy the house after
its completion were Revds. Albert Swim and Samuel Mc-
Keown, both Free Baptists," Apparently the explanation
is in a confusion of terms Presbyterian and Congregational.
Along in the fifties, the Free Baptists built their own
Bethel at Brasse's Hill and the Presbyterians their Kirk at
the Passage and the Old Meeting House was almost de-
serted for a number of years with the exception of occa-
During the winter of 1877 and 1878 a singing class
was conducted in it by Air. Arthur W. Doane and in March
1880, Rev. Wm. H. Richan, whose wife was another great
great granddaughter of Edmund and Elizabeth, began a
series of Evangelistic services here and aroused an interest
which, spreading to the other churches in the neighborhood,
led a goodly number to unite with the people of God. In
1889, neglected and abandoned, it became so dilapidated
that a Provincial Act was passed to demolish the structure
as being fit neither for use nor ornament, but owing to the
sickness of Mr. J. K. Knowles, clerk to the Trustees, the
necessary notices were neglected and this time honored
building and ancient landmark was fortunately spared
to take on a new lease of life.
In 1893 the Presbyterians rallied to the rescue, raised
a fund, made repairs and have continued to make use of
it since, the privilege being also shared with the Anglicans.
At the time when this church was first established, there
were seven Congregational Meeting Houses in Nova Scotia,
namely: one each at Halifax, Chester, Liverpool, Barring-
ton, Chebogue, Cornwallis and Cumberland. The only
one of the seven now remaining is this one in which we are
here assembled. There are, however, three church build-
ings in Nova Scotia of greater antiquity than this. Old
St. Paul's Episcopal Church, Halifax, 1750; St. John's
Episcopal at Lunenburg, 1754; and the little old Dutch
church at Halifax, 1755. As far as can be learned these
three, together with this Old Meeting House at Barring-
ton Head are the four oldest church buildings in the
Dominion of Canada to-day. In this connection it may
not be out of place to remind our friends that Barrington
itself is one of the very oldest European Settlements on
the whole continent of America north of Florida and
Mexico, it having been settled by the French very soon
after 1612, the older places being Annapolis or Port Royal,
1604, Jamestown, Virginia, 1607, and Quebec, 1608.
Now while the life of this building about spans the
years of the English settlement of Barrington it was not
the first Church edifice in this place as the French settlers,
are said to have had a stone church, at a site now unknown,
many years before, and probably a chapel also, not far
from this spot in the field of Asa Doane Crowell or that of
Edward Kendrick. These edifices were undoubtedly de-
stroyed by an expedition sent out in 1756 from Halifax
under Major or Captain Preble of New England who acted
under orders to burn and destroy everything that could
not be carried off, following out the plan of general de-
struction incident to the removal of the Acadians from
this country. It would seem certain, therefore, that the
French houses of worship were standing here only seven
years previous to the commencement of work on this
English built structure.
When this old House was new, churches of any denom-
ination in Nova Scotia were few and far between". There
was one at Liverpool, and another at Chebogue, Yarmouth
County, but none nearer. Therefore the people from the
whole township of Barrington came to the Head to wor-
ship. Now it is not to be supposed that they travelled
by train, neither by auto, as some of us do and more of us
would like to do, nor even in carriages drawn by horses,
there being no carriages and only two horses in the whole
of Barrington Township at the time that this church was
new, and only about eight or nine oxen in all of that ter-
itory. As to roads suitable for wagons and carriages,
there were of course in those earliest times absolutely
none except paths in which the travellers must walk in
Indian or single file. Many came in boats, while others
on foot walked many a weary mile through the silent
forests, or around the rocky shores, wading the streams or
crossing the muddy creeks on stepping stones, or, in the
winter on the ice. They carried their boots and stockings
in their hands (presumably not in the winter time) to keep
them clean and to save wear, until near the church, when
they put them on. We have heard our grandmother,
"Aunt Rosanna Doane" tell of going to meeting in this
way, boots in hand, and also of riding behind an older
member of the family on a pillion or on the bare back of
the horse. On one occasion at least, we know of one good
woman going to "Meeting," as it was called, on an ox-sled.
When the morning dawned on the day the preacher was
expected, the fields were white with snow and the roads,
such as they were, were filled level with the tops of the
stone walls, and "missus" could not venture out. But
old Cudjoe, the faithful negro servant, said, "all right,
missus, I will yoke up the ox-sled and take you to meet-
ing." So they got all ready, put the ironing board on the
sled for a seat and started off. Old Cudjoe leading, look-
ing ahead oblivious to everything behind, marched along,
proud and happy, until at length, glancing back, he dis-
covered an empty sled and his "missus" sitting in a snow
bank some distance behind. For in passing over a hillock
in the snow, the ironing board had slid off and carried
"Missus ' with it.
There were three good women who filled a large place
in the religious life of these early days and who spent
many happy hours in this old house, — Mary Atwood, wife
of Joseph Homer, the "Grandma Homer," already referred
to; Margaret Barnard, wife of John Sargent, heroine of
the above related ox-sled incident; and Sarah Harding,
wife of Samuel Osborne Doane, senior, and sister of the
Revd. Theodore Seth Harding.
At least two of those early fathers who preached the
Gospel in this Meeting House lie buried in the adjoining
graveyard. One was Rev. Edward Reynolds, — "Daddy
Reynolds" — an ex-soldier and Waterloo veteran, who died
10th April, 1855, aged 72 years; the other was Rev. Thomas
Crowell, a man universally loved and venerated and
familiarly known as "Uncle Tommy." He died in 1841,
aged 72. The inscription on the marble slab on his grave
bears eloquent testimony to the high respect in which he
was held by the people. He began his religious life in this
church during the revival services, previously mentioned,
conducted by Rev. Harris Harding. Mr. Crowell married
Elizabeth, the daughter of Thomas Doane, by his second
wife, Elizabeth or Betty Myrick, then the widow Lewis,
the daughter of our Elizabeth Osborn Myrick Paine
Doane. Mrs. Crowell being therefore the granddaughter
of Mrs. Edmund Doane.
This brings us to mention the oldest gravestone in the
nearby burial ground whose inscription is decipherable,
that of Mrs. Lettice (Eldridge) Doane, who was the first
wife of said Thomas Doane, and died 26 July, 1766, aged
30 years. On May 3rd, 1783, this Thomas Doane died,
and he, too, was buried in this graveyard where the stone
may still be seen. It is related that on the day of his burial
his son Nehemiah, then a lad of seven years, as he s ood
with the friends by the open grave, saw down the Bay the
fleet of British transports pass the headlands of Barring-
ton Harbor with the refugee settlers from New York for
While some in this audience may perhaps have come
into this building for the first time, to others it awakens
long forgotten memories of the happy days and associa-
tions of Auld Lang Syne.
Some of us may never again have the privilege of
visiting the Old Meeting House at Barrington Head, ven-
erable with age and hallowed by many sacred memories.
It stands to-day a monument to the earnestness and zeal
of ou • forefathers and their associates, who built with
scanty resources but with abundant faith.
For near a century and a half the Gospel message has
been delivered here; the songs of Zion have made these
rafters ring; and from this altar and these pews the pray-
ers of many mighty men of God have ascended to the Hea-
THE SETTLEMENT OF BARRINGTON, N. S.
BY THE ENGLISH.
T. W. Watson, Barrington, N. S.
'Twas in the old Colonial days,
A nation building time!
When New World men sought out new ways,
In this new North land clime;
Before the famous Stamp Act,
In the reign of George the Third,
Or battle gun at Lexington,
Or Bunker Hill, was heard.
Nantucket whalers came there then,
In those far days of yore;
From different towns came fishermen,
Upon the Cape Cod Shore.
From River Clyde to Fundy,
Toward the setting sun,
This hardy band, bought all the land,
And called it, — Barrington!
'Tho peace and plenty smiled around,
And fair the scene that lay,
'Tho rough and stony was the ground,
Yet would their toil repay.
No bridge spanned o'er the streamlet,
Or road, or sheltering dome,
Or friendly feet, or faces sweet,
To greet their coming home.
These men had iron in their blood,
Brave sons of Saxon mould!
Their strength was in the mighty Lord!
To Him their wants they told;
Staunch Puritan and Quaker,
For faith they bore the palm!
In want or fear, whenever near,
They faced it with a psalm.
To judge of men by what they do,
Is reason, just and fair;
These settlers found the country new,
And forest, everywhere;
They left it as you find it —
Or as the saying goes, —
By stroke and thud they made it bud
And blossom as the rose!
Boston's tempest in a tea-pot,
That long had gathered fast,
Had now with fury broken out,
The die for war was cas .
Some gentle folk, called — Refugees,
Away from Boston ran,
Their leave they took, and all forsook,
And came to Barrington.
An acquisition rare, were these;
Some managed several sail
In export of the fisheries,
On an extensive scale;
Others were leading public men —
Persons of wide renown!
To be correct, by men elect,
To represent the town.
Equal, if not the very best,
Of all that ever came: —
The United Empire Loyalist,
' Of ever endless fame!
There is no town or city
In Canada to-day,
A thousand fold, his weight in gold,
His services would pay!
Good night, fair Barrington, Good night!
'Tis time to drop the pen;
If I forget thee may my night
Be never light again!
We will dismount the Beastie,
And rest its sweatened hide,
Lest you should say, some other day, —
I rue this hasty ride.
MEMORIAL BOULDER AND TABLET.
A huge granite boulder, weighing some three and a.
half tons, obtained from the field of the original site of the
Edmund Doane homestead of one hundred and fifty years
ago, where Robert D. Doane's pretty residence now stands,
had been placed in position near the old unmarked graves
of these two pioneers in the old burying ground adjoining
the church, which now for nearly a century and a half has-
been one of the landmarks of Barrington and is one of the
oldest Churches in Canada to-day.
The work of removing the boulder to its location,,
preparing concrete foundation down to bedrock, setting
the stone and affixing tablet was very efficiently done by
Samuel Watt, of Barrington. From its commanding posi.
tion and size this big rough boulder, with the handsome
bronze tablet, 18i inches by 29| inches, can easily be seen
from the street and in passing into the meeting house..
The tablet is as fine a piece of work in that line as could
be desired. It was cast by T. McAvity & Sons, St. John,
N. B., from a wooden pattern made by The Downer Pattern'
Works, Toronto, the original design being the handiwork
of Alfred Alder Doane, the family historian, the letter-
ing in plain Gothic characters of good size standing out
in bold relief, clear and legible. The tablet, laid in
cement, was securely bolted on by four heavy brass screw-
bolts with large polished heads, each bolt being set into
lead-filled holes drilled into the rock. The boulder stands
four feet high by five feet wide and is two feet thick.
After the two-hour service in the church, the tablet,.
covered by the British flag, was unveiled by Captain Seth
Coffin Doane, the oldest male representative of the family
present, to whom this honor was very appropriately as-
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ONE OF THE GRANTEES OF THIS TOWNSHIP
BORN AT EASTHAM, MASSACHUSETTS, 20 APRIL, 1718
DIED AT BARRINGTON, 20 NOVEMBER. 1806
ELIZABETH OSBORN MYRICK PAINE
GRANDMOTHER OF JOHN HOWARD PAYNE
THE AUTHOR OF "HOME SWEET HOME"
BORN IN MASSACHUSETTS ABOUT 1715
DIED IN BARRINGTON. 24 MAY, 1798
Before dispersing, photos of the group and Meeting
House were taken by Theodore Kenney, from which the
engraving was made for illustrating this pamphlet.
On motion of Thos. W. Watson, a resident of Barring-
ton, who though not a member of the Doane family, took
a very deep interest in all the proceedings, the following
resolution of thanks, seconded by Rev. Mr. Friggens, was
tendered the promoters of this movement: —
Resolved. — That on behalf of the people of Barrington their
thanks, be given to the managers and all others who have
aided in these Doane Reunion Memorial services, for their successful
undertaking, and for the great pleasure and increasing interest
given the general public, and they wish here to express their feel-
ings by a vote of this meeting.
On Friday evening, 19th July, a Reunion Banquet was
held in E~. C. Hogg's Hall, attended by about one hundred.
After a characteristic and bountiful supper, served by
the ladies of "The Good Will Club," (a local society
founded ten years ago for village improvement), the fol-
lowing toasts were proposed and responded to in _ happy
vein, affording an exceedingly pleasant and enjoyable
1. The King "God save the King"
2. The Ladies Thomas W. Watson
3. Our Barrington Friends Rev. F. Friggens
4. Old Questions and New Answers Benj. H. Doane
5. The Young Doanes — Original Poetry by Miss Florence Lewis,
read by Geo. H. Doane; music and the Doane Yell by the
6. Our Ancestors Herbert L. Doane
7. The Truro Friends — Arthur H. Smith, with "The Laughing
Song;" and "Old Irish Gentleman," in costume.
8. The 'Dones,' (Old Chronicle) "Miss Muffett"
9. Our Yankee Brothers Rev. J. S. Coffin
10. American National Anthem "My Country 'Tis of Thee."
"GOD SAVE THE KING."
(Music after each number furnished by the young folks).
FRANK A. DOANE, Toast Master.
Souvenir Napkins, printed as follows: — "Doane Re-
union, Barrington, July 19, 1912," were kindly supplied
by Frank Homer Sargent, of Barrington.
OLD QUESTIONS AND NEW ANSWERS.
Dear Friends: — When, yesterday morning, I had de-
livered my message at the gathering in the old Meeting
House, I felt discharged of all further burden of a public
nature, and would gladly have remained silent during the
remainder of my stay in Barrington. It seems good to be
in this quiet place again, as if in response to that sweet
invitation, "Come ye apart and rest awhile," out of the
vortex of things in which most of my life is spent, and
where often indeed there is "no leisure so much as to eat."
But here we have had somewhat to eat, and the op-
portunity of eating it in pleasantest association; and our
energetic friend, Herbert L. Doane, who has so successfully
projected and managed this whole affair, informed me this
afternoon that I would be asked, after being fed, to say a
few words, — nothing serious of course, but something in
lighter vein than was attempted yesterday. Therefore
the funeral baked meats of the day before will not do to
be served cold at this evening banquet.
I confess that my subject, which sounds so serious,
sits but lightly upon my mind to-night, and I shall trouble
you but little with a consideration of it. Were I to dis-
cuss it seriously, I should feel an embarassment in doing
so before a group like this, who would find any question
that I could propound, new or old, quite simple; so that
the nearer I get to the subject the less intent I am on
speaking to it. My present situation reminds me of the
minister preaching his first sermon, who suddenly realized
that he had forgotten everything he had intended to say.
His theme was the story of Zaccheus, and as he felt all his
ideas leaving him, he exclaimed, "My brethren, Zaccheus
was a little man — and so am I! Zaccheus was up a tree —
and so am I! Zaccheus made haste to come down — and
so shall I!"
But before I do climb down, just permit me to say a
word on the subject assigned. This is a part of the cele-
bration of the Doane Reunion. We are gathered here as
descendants of common ancestors, whom we venerate be-
cause they were worthy representatives of their day and
generation. To the people of their time questions of life
were presented, strange, difficult, perplexing, to the solu-
tion of which they applied the best that was in themselves
of mind and character and principle; and treated upon
that high plane, the perplexities and difficulties vanished,
and the questions of those days were settled rightly. If
these new times are better than the old, it is because of
the faithfulness with which the generations of the past
served us in dealing with the problems before them.
Should we revere them if, through indifference, or incapa-
city, or defect of character, they had failed? Probably we
should be ready with excuse and palliation, but our regard
would hardly take the shape of banquet and dedication of
But we too have problems of our own to solve, as
strange and difficult as ever confronted those of any past
"Slowly the Bible of the race is writ;
Each age, each nation, adds its verse to it."
And to each generation the Sphynx eternally is putting
her riddle, which each must answer for itself anew, nor
hope to pass safely on except by correctly answering her
Are we so addressing ourselves to the questions of our
time that, if those blest spirits of the past were permitted
again to visit the pale glimpses of the moon and witness
the affairs of men, they would be proud of their posterity?
In a land where opportunity for ownership of the soil was
denied to the vast majority of the people, and every man
below the rank of king must acknowledge someone his
master, they resisted the aggressions of hereditary privi-
lege and wrested from the hands of kings the rights of man.
They came to a country where land was abundant, where
all that should be made of it must be produced by their
voluntary hardest labor, and equal opportunity was the
portion of all. To-day, the free land is gone; the swarms
of arriving immigrants must continue landless toilers for
others; instead of dwelling in the sweet open country,
they crowd the city slums. The labor market is glutted,
the working man when best employed feels that his labor
is deprived of its fair portion, while an increasing number
year by year are forced into idleness.
The questions presented by these conditions must re-
ceive attention and a speedy answer, or our boasted civili-
zation, built up for us at such great price by the men of
the past, will totter to its fall.
I would not end in any hopeless strain, though no sim-
ple word of mine will furnish the touchstone for the solu-
tion of the great problems of our day. The wisdom to
deal with them will come to the generation that waits
patiently for it. The old bounty of our fathers' God is
not exhausted or restrained. The light which they in
faith followed out of desert places can lead their children
into a larger liberty, which shall be to those who come
after us "as the light of the morning when the sun riseth,
even a morning without clouds."
Benjamin H. Doane.
Barrington, N. S., July 19, 1912.
DOANE REUNION, 1912.
Miss Florence Lewis, Yarmouth, N. S.
Of all the favored people in Barrington to-day,
The Doanesare first and foremost, most anyone would say.
We're searching family records with all our might and
To see if some connections with the Doanes we cannot
For if you can't, I'll tell you, you're missing lots of fun,
For Barrington, at present, with the Doanes is over-run;
From other parts of Canada and United States they've
To hold a grand reunion in this favored Barrington.
The benefits we've got from this it would be hard to name,
And if we're lacking interest we ought to blush with shame;
For much of family history we were ignorant of, we've
And to the memories of the past, our wayward thoughts
For though we do not know of one who's climbed to
heights of fame,
There's many who have lived and died we're proud of just
And many who are living still, of whom we well can boast,
Who at this happy gathering deserve a hearty toast.
A hearty vote of thanks we'd give to those who've gone
And worked for this reunion, for thoughts that long were
Once more have been awakened; our hearts have all been
But I will end these verses with just another word.
For 1912 in Barrington, I'm sure we'll ne'er forget,
And those who could not get here have much they should
And those not in the family of these illustrious Doanes,
To get in quick as possible should leave no unturned
THE COURTSHIP OF EDMUND DOANE.
. Herbert L. Doane.
Nearly two hundred years ago in the village of East-
ham on the bleak shores of Cape Cod, lived Israel Doane
and his good wife Ruth. Their family consisted of five
sons and one daughter, the youngest being Edmund, who
was born on the 20th April, 1718. A few months after
this event the Rev. Samuel Osborn moved into the village
to assume the pastorate of the Congregationalist Church,
bringing with him his family among whom was Elizabeth,
then a bright young miss of about three summers.
As the years rolled by little Edmund and Elizabeth,
the parson's daughter, were playmates and schoolmates
and came to be very good friends, until Elizabeth, getting
too big to play with the boys, tied up her hair, put on
long skirts and developed into a mature young lady of
some sixteen or seventeen summers. Of course, even then,
she probably found him handy sometimes, to see her safe-
ly home from Prayer meeting on dark nights and to help
her over the bad places in the road or the stepping stones
in the brook. We are told that she was a young lady
possessing superior ability, beauty and character, the
A B C of feminine charm, and doubtless she had many
admirers. We are also told that Edmund's comradship
had ripened into Jove and that he hoped to make her his
bride, a tradition which the sequel seems to confirm. We
do not know how many suitors she had, but we do know
there was at least one other beside our Edmund, and he,
the gallant Capt. Myrick, won the prize, and they were
married in January, 1733, the bride being about eighteen
years of age. Our Edmund, thus crossed in hopeless love,
went back to his work disappointed, but not discouraged.
He was young, hope was strong, and time is a wonderful
healer. The years rolled on; he worked away and gradu-
ally accumulated some means. Thus passed about nine
years when one day Capt. Myrick sailed away, as so
many captains do, and never came back again, leaving our
Elizabeth a lonely, but charming young widow of only
It was not very long until suitors came again, how
many we do not know, but certainly two, and one of them
was our Edmund again; but a second time he was disap-
pointed and Wm. Paine was the happy man on this occa-
sion. He was one of the leading men of the place, a mer-
chant, member of parliament, and an officer in the local
militia, and though twenty years older, could offset his
years with his influence, and so they were married. On
this occasion the cannons from the warships in the harbor
boomed out their salute, the flags were thrown to the
breeze and all went merry as a marriage bell. Thus poor
Edmund had to go back to his work again, and live down
his disappointment a second time as best he could.
But these were stirring times. The war drums were
beating and only a few months after their marriage, pre-
parations were made for the first capture of Louisburg.
The new groom, being an officer in the militia, was called
upon to join his company, and in obedience to the call he
too sailed away on that mission of conquest, destined to
reflect such glory on the colonial arms, but destined too,
as all such missions are, to bring sorrow to many hearts.
Many of this gallant band died in the swamps of Gab-
arus. Capt. Paine was one of that number, and thus
Elizabeth a second time saw her loved one sail forth never
to return, and once more she was left a widow, still young
and still charming. In course of time suitors came again.
They married early and often in those days. The laws
encouraged the marriage of widows. We know not how
many came this time, but one there was — faithful to his
first love — as our Edmund once more pressed his suit, this
time with better success, for we are told that she said she
believed the fates had decreed that she should marry
Edmund Doane. So they were married, lived happily
ever after, and became the progenitors of a large number
of descendants, among whom we are proud to be counted..
This is not given as history but as a tradition handed
down, and told to the writer many years ago, when a boy
in Barrington. It is probably correct in the essential
THE DOANE YELL.
Zip! Zah!! Zone!!!
Doane! Doane!! Doane!!!
We are the sons of Bar-ring-ton (e).
We are here
From far and near
In this land of rock and stone;
Zechariah! Jeremiah!! Hezekiah!!! Doane!!!!
THE "DONES." (Old Manuscript).
"Yet all the woes ye suffered,
For love of race and king,
Along the path of history
Their spectral shadows fling."
—A. W. Eaton,
The Doanes are an old family, highly respectable,
If at a love feast (cannibal) would be highly delectable,
In short, the Doanes have always done it,
And that is why I am attempting this sonnet.
They do it, they did it, they've done it ("made good")
This is the (original) solution of how they begun it —
They've been doing you know since Noah unshipped them r
(See tale of Ark, and Barrington Stones)
Falling out on the rocks must somewhat have tripped them.
The place where they landed is always called Barrington,
Had they landed up North it might have been Harrington
O, the sport on this day will be done with a vim,
As the Dones and the seals play about on the rim
Of Ocean, old Ocean, dear Ocean, Hurray!!
How I wish we could have you in Truro to-day!
Some f rpi „„ .<^»„i „m The Doanes work
N ^ SLSh.v And don't shirk
England Jhjy ™ ke Jj ** They play hard
character- £ R»?r?*SL As this bard
istics [ In Barrington In Barrington
— Miss Muffett
And now 'tis Done
We take our Scone
And bid you all Good Day.
"OUR YANKEE BROTHERS."
Rev. J. S. Coffin.
After some introductory remarks of a humorous char-
acter, bearing upon the difficulty of speaking to advantage
on "after dinner" occasions, Mr. Coffin addressed the
guests substantially as follows:
"I have been asked to narrate to you an episode con-
nected with the capture and tragic death, in connection
with the "War of 1812," of an uncle of my own, solely
because he would not swear allegiance to the United
States. But while I may be pardoned for feeling a degree
of pride in the loyalty to my nation which made this
young man faithful even unto death, I do not feel as if
this were a proper occasion on which to introduce any re-
marks that might foster any feeling in accord with condi-
tions where the conflict is with 'confused noise and with
garments rolled in blood'. Rather may we strive here to
anticipate the time when, as between Great Britain and
the United States, and between all nations and peoples of
the earth, "swords shall be beaten into plough-shares and
spears into pruning-hooks," and the glad era brought to
pass, so beautifully forecast by Longfellow:
"Down the dark future through long generations,
The echoing sounds grow fainter and then cease;
And like a bell, with solemn, sweet vibrations,
I hear again the voice of Christ say Peace!''
"I am sure, however, that my sisters and brothers who,
no doubt, wisely have accepted the conditions that have
made them citizens of the United States, will think none
the less of me, when I declare my personal devotion to the
Union Jack and to the national institutions for which it
stands. These are honest eyes which look into yours, and
with an honest and earnest heart I declare that I love the
Union Jack! I was born where it was and is supreme.
I am thankful to God that my life-work has been ordered
where it waves; and when I die, may God grant to me
this further benediction, that I may breathe my last in
some land over which it flies, and among some people who
look up to it and love it as I do this night.
"But at the same time I am not insensible to the great
reasons which inspire devotion to "Old Glory," on the part
of those who range themselves under its folds. I would
be sorry indeed to withhold from it the honor so justly
due to its people and nation, and to the great principles
for which it stands. And if I turn my warmer thought
to-night towards the Union Jack, let me say that it is not
because I love Caesar less, but because I love Rome more."
The speaker here made some observations in depre-
cation of the claims sometimes made on the other side of
the line, that the people of this country entertain any
desire for political union with the United States. He de-
clared his belief founded upon a long and intimate ac-
quaintance with the Maritime Provinces especially, —
that not one-twentieth of one per cent, of the voters of
these parts would favor absorption into any other nation
or Kingdom, than that of Great Britain, except the King-
dom of Heaven. He deprecated this "annexation" talk,
chiefly because, while it has no warrant in present fact or
in future probability, it tends to a marked degree to fos-
ter amongst the people of Canada, a feeling towards the
United States, inimical to the spirit of friendliness which
it is so desirable we should entertain. He then continued :
"Rising above all these less important conditions, and
having regard to the relation of the United States and
our own nation to each other and to the world at large, —
whether we look at the great fundamental principles of
law which lie at the base of all true political freedom, and
at the absolute unity which marks the jurisprudence of
these nations, and the administration of their laws; or at
their genius for colonization, which carries into the darker
places of the earth the leaven of true civilization and the
great boon of constitutional government; or at the meas-
ures now happily being adopted for the amelioration of
the social conditions which bear more heavily upon the
less favored portions of their populations; or at the won-
derful commercial enterprise which is pushing everywhere
the facilities for multiplying wealth; or consider the rela-
tions they sustain to the principles of true religion, and the
spread of the Gospel of the Son of God — the supreme and
only panacea for the sorrows of our sin-stricken race; —
looking at all these great facts and issues, we may rever-
ently venture the belief that to these two nations, as is
true of no other nations of the world, has the Eternal God
committed the responsibility and the glory, that they
should be in a pre-eminent manner for Salvation in its
sublimest sense to all peoples of the earth."
The speaker here called attention to what he placed
as interesting facts regarding the mission of the English
language — that great bond of unity between the English
speaking peoples of the world. He said that in the year
1800 our language occupied the fifth place in the world,
being then spoken by about twenty millions of people.
To-day it holds the first place, and is spoken by one hun-
dred and twenty-five millions. x\mongst other languages
only the Russian and German are used by as many as in
the year 1800, and these by no larger percentage of people
than then — about 18 per cent. — while the English has
risen from lb per cent, in 1800 to 29 per cent, at the
"In this connexion it may be stated, that more than
one-half of all letters carried by the postal facilities of the
world, are written in the English language. Our language
to-day possesses the largest literature in every department
of life and thought, so that all who desire to be in touch
with the world's life will be compelled to adopt it as the
vehicle of their thoughts. Signs grow more and more
evident that the English language is destined to cover the
earth as the waters cover the sea.
"May God grant that, led by the unflagging devotion
of the loyal sons and daughters of the English speaking
race the world over, the priceless blessings of Christian
civilization, and the Heaven-born principles of peace and
good will to man, shall prevail throughout the earth; and
the time come— so long foretold by Psalmists' harp and
prophets' page, when
"One song all nations shall employ,
And all shall cry, Worthy the Lamb
For He was slain for us. The dwellers in the vales
And on the rocks shout to each other;
And mountain top from distant mountain
Catch the flying joy; 'till nation after nation
Taught the strain, Earth rolls
The rapturous hosanna round."
LIST OF CONTRIBUTORS TO THE DOANE
Mrs. Abby Doane Coffin Doane Truro, Nova Scotia
Alfred Alder Doane Everett, Mass.
Mrs. Arnold Doane Barrington, Nova Scotia
A. Whidden Doane Truro, Nova Scotia.
Benjamin Hervey Doane New York,, N. Y.
Mrs. Cora M. Doane Towanda, Penn.
David Oscar Doane Linden, Mass
Mrs. Fannie Morse Doane. Everett, Mass
Francis Augustus Doane Truro, Nova Scotia
F. W. W. Doane Halifax, Nova Scotia
George H. Doane Swampscott, Mass.
Harry D. Doans Newark, Ohio
Herbert Leander Doane Truro, Nova Scotia
Howard Doane Barrington, Nova Scotia
John Winthrop Doane Truro, Nova Scotia
Joshua Doane Yarmouth, Nova Scotia
Miss Marion Agnes Doane Truro, Nova Scotia
Miss Minnie A. Doane Yonkers, New York
Myron E. Doane Wauseon, Ohio
Nehemiah Doane Barrington, Nova Scotia
Prince Rupert Doane Barrington, Nova Scotia
Robert Duncan Doane Barrington, Nova Scotia
R. W. Doan Toronto
S. A. Doane Halifax, Nova Scotia
Mrs. Stanley Doane ', Barrington, Nova Scotia
Sydney T. Doane Nahant, Mass.
W. Arnold Doane Yonkers, N. Y.
Walter M. Doane Jersey City, N. J.
Warren Homer Doane Barrington, Nova Scotia
In Memory of John Osborne Doane Berkeley, Cal.
by his children, — John Homer, Thomas Henshelwood, and
Esther Doane Mayers.
Mrs. D. Allison, Jr Sackville, New Brunswick
Mrs. E. C. Amazeen Melrose Highlands, Mass.
Mrs. W. W. Atwood Shelburne, Nova Scotia
A. R. Coffin Truro, Nova Scotia
Mrs. A. R. Coffin Truro, Nova Scotia
Edgar H. Coffin Halifax, Nova Scotia
Miss Fannie Austin Coffin Fall River, Mass.
Harold D. Coffin Seattle, Wash.
J. F. Coffin Truro, Nova Scotia
Rev. Joseph S. Coffin Petite Riviere, Nova Scotia
Mrs. Joseph S. Coffin Petite Riviere, Nova Scotia
Miss Sophia Jordan Coffin Old Umtali, Africa
Mrs. C. Louise Colton Easthampton, Mass
Mrs. Sarah D. Cropley Dorchester, Mass.
H. Wilson Crowell Barrington, Nova Scotia
Mrs. H. Wilson Crowell Barrington, Nova Scotia
Miss Mary D. Crowell Barrington Passage, Nova Scotia
M. O. Crowell Halifax, Nova Scotia
W. S. Crowell Barrington, Nova Scotia
Mrs. J. C. Darby Jacksonville, Florida
Mrs. Lever ett Davis Barrington, Nova Scotia
Mrs. M. Etta Dexter Shelburne, Nova Scotia
Mrs. D. W. Estabrook Melrose Highlands, Mass.
Mrs. Brita I. Fulton Stewiacke, Nova Scotia
Mrs. E. C. Hogg Barrington, Nova Scotia
F. W. Homer Barrington, Nova Scotia
Mrs. Rosanna D. Kendrick Barrington, Nova Scotia
Mrs. Anna C. Knowles Barrington, Nova Scotia
Mrs. Augusta Lewis Yarmouth, Nova Scotia
Miss Florence Lewis Yarmouth, Nova Scotia
Howard Doane Lewis Yarmouth, Nova Scotia
Mrs. Emily McArthur Sharon, Ont.
Prince Doane McLaren Halifax, Nova Scotia
Henry R. McLaren Halifax, Nova Scotia
Mrs. Helen Smith Mosher Truro, Nova Scotia
Mrs. Mary C. Nickerson Shag Harbor, Nova Scotia
Mrs. Geo. Philips Clark's Harbor, Nova Scotia
Miss Emma S. Pinkham Barrington, Nova Scotia
Miss Jessie D. Pinkham Barrington, Nova Scotia
Mrs. Jane Powell Barrington, Nova Scotia
Margaret D. Prosser Brooklyn, N. Y.
Mrs. Fanny Sargent Ricker, Glenwood, Yarmouth Co., Nova Scotia
Jackson Ricker Glenwood, Yar. Co., Nova Scotia
Mrs. C. R. Ritchie Chipman, New Brunswick
Daniel Sargent Barrington Passage, Nova Scotia
Frank Homer Sargent Barrington, Nova Scotia
Percy P. Sargent Amherst, Nova Scotia
Mrs. Lydia Shaw Sydney, Nova Scotia
A. A. Smith Truro, Nova Scotia
Mrs. Arthur H. Smith Truro, Nova Scotia
Miss Florence Rosalie Smith Truro, Nova Scotia
Herbert T. Smith Truro, Nova Scotia
James W. Smith Baccaro, Nova Scotia
Mrs. Sarah S. Smith Barrington, Nova Scotia
Wm. H. Smith Wellsfleet, Mass.
In Memory of Warren Douglas Smith by
Mrs. Margaret Smith Toronto, Ont.
Mrs. May Coffin Sperry Petite Riviere, Nova Scotia
Albert A. Sutherland Boston, Mass.
Mrs. Elizabeth Osborne Sutherland Melrose Highlands, Mass.
Miss Helen V. Sutherland Melrose Highlands, Mass.
James C. Sutherland Melrose Highlands, Mass.
Leander D. Sutherland Boston, Mass.
Rev. Gideon Swim Petitcodiac, New Brunswick
Mrs. Abby Watt Barrington, Nova Scotia
TO OUR KINSMEN AND FRIENDS.
The whole celebration passed off most pleasantly.
The reunion of friends and relatives from a distance with
each other and with the home friends was in itself a happy-
feature, while a service of this nature and the preparations
leading up to it formed together a unique event in the
history of old Barrington that will long be remembered by
the participants and by all the people of the vicinity,
while this permanent monument will remain as a visible
connecting link between the past and present, a silent re-
minder of our honored ancestors and a token of respect
from the present generation.
Those who had the matter in hand feel greatly in
debted to the many friends who by their interest, hearty
co-operation, and financial assistance helped to bring about
so happy a conclusion to this most interesting event.