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.^INCIDENTS 

IN 

WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY: 

CONTAININa 

FACTS   RELATING  TO  THE   DISCOVERT  AND   SETTLEMENT  OF  THE 
MOUNTAINS,  INDIAN  HISTORY  AND  TRADITIONS,  A  MINUTE 
AND  AUTHENTIC  ACCOUNT  OF  THE  DESTRUCTION  OF 
THE  WILLEY  FAMILY,  GEOLOGY  AND  TEM- 
PERATURE OF  THE  MOUNTAINS  ; 

TOGETHER    WITH 

pmermts  ^mthtts  lltostrating  f  ift  in  t\t  Sitcfi  Mt^Qh. 

BY 

REV.  BENJAMIN  G^ILLEY. 

TO  WHICH  IS  ADDED 

AN     ACCURATE     OUIDE 

FROM 

NEW  YORK  AND  BOSTON 

TO 

THE    WHITE    MOUNTAINS. 


BOSTON: 
PUBLISHED    BY    NATHANIEL    NOYES, 

No.    11    CORNHILL. 

NEW    YOEK:    M.   W.   DODD,   59   CHAMBERS    STREET. 

CINCINNATI,   OHIO:   H.   W.   DERBY. 

PORTLAND,  ME.:  FRANCIS  BLAKE. 

1850. 


Entered  acoordiug  to  Act  of  Congress,  in  the  year  1855,  by 

BENJAMIN   a.  WILLEY, 

In  the  Clcik's  Office  of  the  District  Court  of  the  District  of  Massachasetti. 


stereotyped  by 

HOBART   &   ROBBINS. 

New  England  Type  and  Stereotype  FounJeif, 

BOSTON. 


PREFACE 


Almost  invariably  the  question  is  asked  me,  on  an  intrc>- 
duction  to  a  stranger,-"  Are  you  a  connection  of  the  family 
destroyed  at  the  "White  Mountains?"  and,  on  learning  that  I 
am.  the  question  is  almost  certain  to  follow,  "What  were 
the  facts  in  regard  to  their  destruction?" 

The  frequency  of  the  inquiry,  and  the  apparent  interest 
with  which  the  narration  of  that  fearful  scene  has  been  lis- 
tened to,  have  led  me  to  suppose  that  a  particular  account  of 
that  terrible  storm,  and  the  destruction  of  my  brother's  fam- 
ily, would  be  interesting  to  the  public.  Travellers  have 
long  needed  a  Book  of  the  Mountains;  and  so  pressingly 
have  I  been  urged  to  undertake  such  a  book,  that  the  above 
fact,  the  abundance  of  material,  and  the  thought  that  I 
might  benefit  myself,  and  supply  an  existing  want,  has 
induced  me  to  undertake  the  task.  How  I  have  succeeded 
others  will  judge.  It  was  not  undertaken  as  a  literary 
effort,  but  a  simple  narration  of  facts.  Are  they  intelligible  ? 
is  my  only  inquiry.  When  I  commenced,  there  was  no  book 
on  the  White  Mountains,  save  a  small  work  by  Mrs.  Craw- 
ls 


VI  PREFACE. 

ford,  widow  of  the  late  Ethan  A.  Crawford.  That  was  out 
of  print,  and  had  been  so  for  years.  When  my  manuscript 
was  nearly  completed,  a  small  book  on  the  White  Mountains 
came  out,  by  Mr.  John  H.  Spaulding ;  but  it  does  not  con- 
flict with  mine. 

I  am  under  great  obligations  to  the  Rev.  Daniel  Goodhue, 
formerly  of  Gilead,  Me.,  now  of  Andover,  N.  H.,  for  the 
large  amount  of  matter  which  he  furnished  me  concerning 
the  history  of  the  eastern  side  of  the  mountains.  Joel 
Winch,  Esq.,  of  Bethlehem,  has  also  my  hearty  thanks  for 
matter  furnished  by  him.  The  kindness  of  the  Hon.  N.  B. 
Baker,  of  Concord;  E.  J.  Lane,  Esq.,  of  Dover;  B.  B. 
French,  Esq.,  Washington,  D.  C.  ;  Gen.  Samuel  Fessenden, 
of  Portland;  James  Willey,  Esq.,  of  Conway;  Rev.  Samuel 
Souther,  of  Fryburg,  and  others,  who  have  assisted  me  with 
books  and  material,  is  gratefully  remembered.  My  son, 
Mr.  S.  T.  B.  Willey,  has  also  been  of  great  assistance  to  me 
in  arranging  and  writing  much  of  the  book.  B  G  W. 

East  Sumner,  Me.,  Sept.^  1855. 


CONTENTS 


CHAPTER    I. 

THE   MOUXTAINS. 

The  extent  and  location  of  the  mountains. —  Their  height  and  the  great  distance 
at  which  they  are  seen. —  The  Indian  names. —  The  origin  of  these  names. — 
Dr.  Belknap's  description. —  The  early  visitors. —  Vines'  and  Gorge's  visit. — 
Josselyn's  account  of  his  visit. —  The  central  group  of  mountains. —  Heights 
of  dififerent  summits. —  Gate  of  the  Notch. —  Notch. —  Mount  Webster. — 
Giant's  Grave. —  View  from  Giant's  Grave. —  The  tops  of  the  mountains. —  The 

•  foliage  on  their  sides. —  The  vegetation  on  the  higher  summits. — The  shad- 
ows of  clouds. —  Insects  on  the  mountains. —  Birds. —  The  dead  trees. —  The 
mountains  during  a  storm  —  as  seen  by  moonlight  —  as  seen  in  winter. —  The 
sides. —  View  from  the  summit  of  Mount  Washington. —  View  at  sunrise. — 
Indian  tradition, 13 

CHAPTER    II. 

MOUNTAINS    CONTlNtTED. 

The  many  objects  of  interest. —  The  great  gulf. —  Oakes'  gulf.^  Tuckerman's 
ravine. —  Snow  cavern. —  Source  of  the  many  springs  on  the  mountains. — 
Saco  and  Merrimac  rivers. —  Ellis  and  Peabody  rivers. —  Cascades. —  Silver 
cascades. —  The  flume. —  The  devil's  den. —  Crystal  falls. —  Glen  Ellis  falls. — 
Ammonoosuc. —  Falls  of  the  Ammonoosuc. —  Franconia  mountains.  —  Mount 
Lafayette.  —  Eagle  cliff.  —  Cannon  mount. —  Old  Man  of  the  Mountains. — 
Profile  lake. —  Optical  illusions  from  Cannon  mount.  —  Echo  lake.  —  The 
basin. —  The  flume. —  The  pool. —  Narrow  escape  from  a  fall  into  the  pool,  28 

CHAPTER    III. 

THE    INDIANS. 

The  Uncertainty  of  the  many  traditions. —  The  superstitions  of  the  Indians. — 
Pr»l»able  cause  of  those  superstitions. —  Tradition  of  a  flood.—  Great  treas- 
ures of  gold  and  gems. —  Search  for  treasures. —  The  particular  tribes  inhab- 


VIII  CONTENTS. 

iting  the  mountains. —  Indian  relics  in  Conway  —  In  Ossipee  —  in  Fryburg 
—  The  Sokokis. —  Their  destruction  by  the  pestilence. —  Account  of  Vines 
of  his  visit  to  them. —  SqusCndo. —  Death  of  his  child. —  Assacumbuit. —  Visit 
to  France. — Destruction  of  Haverhill.  —  Polan.  —  Whittier's  verses  on  his 
burial. —  Chocorua. —  His  curse. —  Anasagunticooks. —  Their  chiefs. —  Hon. 
Enoch  Lincoln's  interest  in  Indians  of  this  region. —  Visit  of  Gov.  Lincoln  to 
Natalluck. —  Indian  myth. —  The  little  Indian  infant. —  Curious  marriage 
custom, 42 

CHAPTER    IV. 

COoS   COUNTY. 

Coos  as  a  farming  county. —  The  opinion  of  Hon.  Isaac  Hill. —  Dr.  Dwight's 
account  of  the  climate. —  The  many  and  peculiar  shapes  of  towns. —  Kil- 
kenny.—  Pilot  and  Willard  mountains. —  Story  of  Willard  and  his  dog. — 
Randolph. —  Extensive  views  from  Randolph. —  Ascent  of  Mount  Jefferson. — 
Great  danger  in  a  storm. —  View  from  Jefferson. —  Jefferson. —  Beautiful  sit- 
uation of  Jefferson. —  Brothers  Glines. —  Colonel  Whipple. —  His  yearly  visit 
to  Portsmouth. —  Story  illustrating  his  care  of  his  townsmen. —  His  capture 
by  the  Indians,  and  escape. —  Mr.  Gotham. —  The  importance  of  the  discov- 
ery of  the  Notch. —  Nash's  discovery  of  the  pass. —  Gov.  Wentworth. —  Get- 
ting a  horse  through  the  defile. —  Sawyer. —  "Sawyer's  Rock." — Mountain 
carriages. —  Barrel  of  tobacco. —  Barrel  of  rum. —  Cutting  the  road  through 
the  Notch. —  Hart's  location, 58 

CHAPTER    V. 

EARLY   SETTLERS. 

Early  settlement  of  the  locations.  —  Capt.  Rosebrook.  —  Monadnuc. — Mrs. 
Rosebrook. —  Scarcity  of  salt. —  Great  crops. —  Removal  from  Monadnuc. - 
Settlement  at  Guildhall. —  Mrs.  Rosebrook's  adventure  with  the  Indians. — 
Removal  to  Nash  and  Sawyer's  location. —  Difiiculty  of  finding  his  house  in 
the  drifts  of  snow. —  Want  of  provisions. —  His  energy. —  Cancer. —  His 
death. —  Ethan  Allen  Crawford,  the  giant  of  the  mountains  —  His  early 
youth. —  Hardships. —  The  treacherous  servant, .  .75 

CHAPTER    VI. 

ETHAN   A.  CRAWFORD. 

Mr.  Crawford's  impressive  manner  of  story -telling. —  The  burning  of  his  build- 
ings.—  His  energy  in  repairing  his  losses. —  His  labors  as  a  guide  on  to  the 
mountains. —  The  diflBculty  formerly  of  reaching  the  mountains. —  Story  illus- 
trating diflSculty  of  travelling  in  those  days. —  Present  modes  of  reaching 
mountains. —  First  ascent  of  the  mountains. —  Party  of  students  from  Fry- 


CONTENTS.  IX 

burg. —  Ease  of  ascending  now. —  First  bridle-path. —  Ethan's  severe  wound. 

—  Granny  Stalbard. —  Carriage-road  from  Glen  House. —  Love  of  Hunting. — • 
The  gray,  cat. —  Adventures  with  them. —  Lassos  and  captures  one  with  birch 
poles. —  Wolves. —  His  annoyance  and  discomfiture  by  them. —  Bear  stories. 

—  Catching  the  cub. —  Capture  of  a  full-grown  bear, 83 

CHAPTER    VII. 

THE   CRAWFORD   FAMILY. 

Mr.  Crawford's  early  death. —  A  remarkable  man. —  The  Crawford  family. — 
Abel  Crawford. —  Mrs.  Crawford. —  Her  bravery  during  the  night  of  the 
slides. —  "Crawford  House." — Death  of  Mr.  Strickland  on  the  mountains. — 
Danger  of  ascending  mountains  without  guide. —  Party  of  students  lost  on 
mountains. —  Nancy's  brook. —  Story  of  Nancy. —  Superstitions  connected 
with  the  spot  where  she  was  found. —  Owl  story. —  Beautiful  auroral  display 
at  the  Notch, 95 

CHAPTER    VIII. 

THE    SLIDES. 

The  effect  of  the  turnpike  upon  travel  through  the  Notch. —  Coos  teamsters.— 
Pleasure  travel. —  Want  of  public  houses. —  The  first  house  built  at  the 
Notch. —  Moving  of  Mr.  Willey  to  the  Notch. —  The  first  winter  after  his 
removal. —  The  first  slide  in  June. —  The  fears  of  Mr.  Willey  and  his  family. 

—  The  great  storm. —  The  great  drought  previous  to  the  storm. —  Theory  of 
slides. —  The  first  signs  of  the  storm. —  The  gathering  of  the  clouds  about  the 
mountains,  as  seen  from  Conway. —  Night  of  the  disaster. —  Very  peculiar 
appearance  of  the  mountains  about  midnight. —  Rapid  rise  of  the  Saco  in 
Conway. —  First  discovery  of  slides. —  First  news  from  the  Notch. —  The  shrill 
voice  in  the  darkness. —  The  confirmation  of  the  first  report. —  The  manner 
of  communicating  the  news. —  The  trumpet  at  midnight. —  Setting  out  for 
Notch. —  Condition  of  the  roads. —  The  appearance  of  the  Saco  valley. — 
Arrival  at  the  "  Willey  House." — Search  for  the  bodies. —  Finding  of  some 
of  the  bodies. —  Burial. —  .-.he  prayer  at  the  grave. —  Finding  of  other  bodies. 

—  Oxen. —  The  first  night  spent  in  the  house  succeeding  the  storm,  .    .    .110 

CHAPTER    IX. 

THE    SLIDES,    COXTIXUED. 

The  family  dog. —  The  first  conjecture  in  regard  to  manner  of  destruction.— 
Second  conjecture. —  Third  conjecture.—  The  dream. —  Why  all  were  de- 
troyed. —  The  mutilation  of  the  bodies. —  David  Allen. —  The  great  rise  of 
water. —  Their  terrible  situation  during  the  storm. —  The  effect  of  a  storm 
upon  a  family  in  the  same  house  a  year  after. —  The  storm,  ....  129 


X  CONTENTS. 

CHAPTER    X. 

THE   SLIDES,  COXCLUDED. 

The  storm  as  witnessed  by  one  at  the  mountains. —  The  view  from  Bethlehem, 

—  Rapid  rise  of  the  Ammonoosuc. —  Condition  of  Capt.  Rosebrook's  farm. — 
Slides  as  first  seen. —  Falls  of  the   Ammonoosuc. —  Difficulty  of  reaching 

.Crawford's. —  Attempt  to  ascend  the  mountains. —  The  camp. —  Great  destruc- 
tion of  trees, 141 

CHAPTER    XI. 

BARTLETT. 

General  features. —  Rocky  branch. —  Incident  on  its  bank. —  Incident  of  Ellis' 
riyer. —  First  settlement. —  Loss  of  the  horses. —  Snow  caverns. —  Brothers 
Emery. —  Humphrey's  obstinacy. —  Their  perilous  escape  from  freezing. — 
Hon.  John  Pendexter. —  His  removal  from  Portsmouth. —  Children. —  "  Rais- 
ing" scene. —  Mrs.  Pendexter. —  The  great  distance  of  a  market. —  Difficulty 
of  reaching  market. —  Traps  for  catching  wild  animals. —  The  common  log 
trap. —  Figure  four. —  Pequawket  mountain. —  Adventure  with  a  rattlesnake. 

—  The  "Chapel  of  the  Hills."— Mrs.  Snow.— Its  dedication, 147 

CHAPTER    XII. 

JACKSOX. 

The  valleys  of  the  mountains. —  The  directions  in  which  they  run. —  Moose 
pond.  —  Moose  bathing. —  Moose. —  The  Conway  hunter. —  The  leap  of  a 
moose  over  a  horse  and  sleigh. —  Eagle  ledge. —  Mineral  resources. —  General 
features  of  Jackson. —  Benjamin  Copp. —  His  endurance. —  Mr.  Pinkham's 
account  of  his  first  entrance  into  Jackson  — The  hog. —  The  house. —  Scarcity 
of  salt. —  Incident  of  Capt.  Vere  Royce. —  Tornado. —  Expedient  to  save  chil- 
dren.—  Bear  story. —  Freewill  Baptist  society. —  Elder  Daniel  Elkins,   .163 

CHAPTER    XIII. 

COXWAY. 

Beautiful  scenery  of  Conway. —  Autumnal  foliage. —  Attractions  of  Conway  to 
hunters  and  early  settlers. —  Elijah  Dinsmore. —  Expedient  to  keep  from  starv- 
ing.—  Story  of  Emery. —  Great  freshet. —  Maple  sugar. —  Mr.  Willey's  en- 
counter with  a  bear. —  Stephen  Allard's  bear  story. —  Schools. —  Boys  and  the 
hogs. —  Congregational  church. —  Dr.  Porter. —  Baptist  church. —  Chataque. 

—  North  Conway. —  Ledges. —  Family  burying-place. —  Names  of  the  i'amily 
destroyed  at  the  Notch, 174 


CONTENTS.  XI 

CHAPTER    XIV. 

FRYBURG. 

The  imporldnco  of  Fryburg  in  early  times. —  The  grant  of  town  to  Gen.  Frye. 

—  tJor.iitxoirt.  ot  the  grant.  —  First  settlers.  —  Their  hardships.  —  Oliver 
Peabody. —  IniiAns. —  Sabatis. —  Encounter  with  a  catamount. —  Love  of  the 
water. —  Indians'  lOfe  for  Mr.  Fessenden. —  Old  Phillip. —  Fryburg  expedi- 
tion to  Shelburne.  -  Fryburg  academy. —  Buildings.  —  Preceptors.  —  Paul 
Langdon. —  Daniel  \f  ebster. —  Amos  I.  Cook. —  Rev.  William  Fessenden. — 
Marion  Lyle  Hurd, 189 

CHAPTER    XV. 

LOVE  well's    fight. 

View  from  Pequawket  Stonntain. —  Lovewell's  pond. —  Sufferings  of  the  early 
settlers  in  Dunstable.  -Expedition  to  Winnipiseogee  lake. —  Expedition  of 
Lovewell  to  Pequawket. —  His  company. —  Encampment  on  the  shore  of  the 
pond. —  Situation  of  the  ludian  village. —  "  Carrying  place." —  Discovery  of 
the  first  Indian. —  Kill  the  Indian. —  The  battle. —  Retreat  of  Lovewell's 
men. —  Chamberlain  and  Paugus. —  Council  at  night. —  Retreat. —  Ensign 
"Wyman  and  companions. —  Mr.  Frye. —  Jones. —  Farwell  and  Davis. —  Traces 
of  the  battle.— The  old  ballad, 204 

CHAPTER    XVI. 

GILEAD. 

Situation  of  Gilead. —  Soil. —  Wild  river. —  Early  settlers. — Ministers. —  First 
church. —  Slide. —  Bears. —  Encounter  of  one  Bean. —  York's  warm  reception 
by  a  bear. —  Oliver  Peabody's  loose  ox. —  Famine  among  bears. —  Bear  and 
hog  story. —  Horrible  tragedy, 222 

CHAPTER    XVII. 

segar's  narrative. 
Attack  on  Bethel. —  Segar. —  Indians. —  Capture  of  Segar  and  companions. — 
Mrs.  Clark.— The  journey  to  Canada.— Pettengill's  h^se.— Hope  Austin. — 
Capt.  Rindge. —  Murder  of  Poor. —  Clark's  escape. —  Encampments  at  night. 

—  Umbagog  lake. —  Sufferings  from  hunger. —  Arrival  at  St.  Francis' river. 

—  Indian  dance. —  British  protection. —  Return  home, 234 

CHAPTER    XVIII. 

SHELBURNE. 

Situation  of  Shelburne.— Mountains. —  Evening  drive  among  the  mountains.— 
Mount  Moriah.— Moses' rock. —  Granny  Starbird's  ledge.— Why  so  called. 


XII  CONTENTS. 

—  Mineral  wealth  of  this  town. —  Early  settlers. —  Mr.  Daniel  Ingalls.— 
Moses  Ingalls. —  Killing  the  devil. —  Eobert  Fletcher  Ingalls. —  Sufferings 
of  the  early  settlers. —  Indian  massacre. —  Terrible  encounter  with  wolves. — 
The  famished  soldier, «•.  244 

CHAPTER    XIX. 

GORHAM. 

White  Mountain  Indians. —  Col.  Clark. —  Molly  Ockett. —  Peol  Susup. —  Indian 
eloquence. —  Gorham. —  Influence  of  the  railroad  upon  it. —  Alpine  House.  - 
Glen  House. —  Mount  Washington  road. —  Carriages. —  BuHding  of  the  "  Sum- 
mit House." — Weather  on  the  summit  in  May. —  Origin  of  Peabody  river. — 
Wonderful  endurance  of  cold, 258 

CHAPTER  XX. 

ALBANY,  FRANCONIA,  AND   BETHLEHEM. 

Drake's  version  of  Chocorua's  curse. —  Popular  legend  connected  with  this 
curse. —  Cause  of  the  disease  among  cattle  in  Albany. —  Piemedy  for  the  dis. 
ease. —  Beavers. —  Military  incident. —  Franconia. —  Iron  mine. —  Extent  of 
the  mine. — Knight's  moose  story. —  Village  of  Bethlehem. —  View  of  the 
mountains  from  Bethlehem. —  Early  settlement. —  First  road  to  the  White 
Mountains  from  Bethlehem. —  Expedient  to  keep  from  freezing. — First  town- 
meeting. —  Building  bridge  over  Ammonoosuc. —  Scarcity  of  provisions.— 
Extremity  to  which  inhabitants  were  driven. —  Bethlehem  of  the  present 


day, 


271 


CHAPTER    XXI. 

GEOLOGr. 

Indian  theory  of  creation  of  world. —  Indian  idea  of  the  creation  of  the  White 
Mountains. —  Dr.  Jackson's  theory. —  Sir  Charles  LyelFs  theory,  ....  283 

CHAPTER    XXII. 

Temperature  of  the  mountains. 

Thermometrical  table.— Synopsis  of   the  weather.— Comparison  of  weather 

with  Long  Island  weather.  —  Earthquakes. —  Thunder-storms.  —  Wind. — 

Cold  and  frost.— Clearness  of  the  atmosphere.— Length  of  days.— Springs. 

Combustion 291 

CHAPTER    XXIII. 
Conclusion,  .  .  300 


CHAPTER    I. 

THE   MOUNTAINS. 

THE   EXTENT   AND   LOCATION   OP   THE   MOUNTAINS.  —  THEIR   HEIGHT  AND  THB 

GREAT   DISTANCE   AT   WHICH    THEY    ARE    SEEN. THE    INDIAN    NAMES. 

THE     ORIGIN     OF     THESE   NAMES. DR.     BELKNAP'S     DESCRIPTION. THE 

EARLY     VISITORS. VINES'    AND    GORGE'S     VISIT.  —  JOSSELYN's    ACCOUNT 

OF    HIS    VISIT. THE    CENTRAL     GROUP     OF     MOUNTAINS.  —  HEIGHTS     OP 

DIFFERENT    SUMMITS. GATE     OF    THE    NOTCH. NOTCH. MOUNT    WEB- 
STER.  giant's    GRAVE. VIEW   FROM    GIANT'S    GRAVE. THE    TOPS     OF 

THE   MOUNTAINS.  —  THE   FOLIAGE   ON   THEIR   SIDES.  —  THE  VEGETATION   ON 

THE   HIGHER   SUMMITS, THE    SHADOWS     OP     CLOUDS. INSECTS     ON     THE 

MOUNTAINS. BIRDS. — THE   DEAD   TREES. THE    MOUNTAINS    DURING     A 

STORM AS    SEEN   BY   MOONLIGHT AS    SEEN   IN    WINTER. THE   SLIDES. 

VIEW   FROM   THE    SUMMIT     OF     MOUNT   WASHINGTON.  —  VIEW    AT    SUN- 
RISE.—  INDIAN   TRADITION. 


*'  Mount  Washington,  I  have  come  a  long  distance,  have  toiled  hard  to 
arrive  at  your  summit,  and  now  you  seem  to  give  me  a  cold  reception." 

Daniel  Webster, 

The  White  Mountains  embrace  the  whole  group  of  moun- 
tains in  northern  New  Hampshire,  extending  fortj  miles 
from  north  to  south,  and  about  the  same  distance  from  east 
to  west.  The  term  has  sometimes  been  applied  exclusively 
to  the  central  cluster,  including  the  six  or  seven  highest 
peaks,  and  verj  properly,  though  in  its  comprehensive  sense 
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14  INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE    MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

we  think  it  should  embrace  the  extended  group.  Mount 
Blanc  and  Mount  Jura  constitute  not  the  whole  of  the  Alps ; 
neither  do  Washington  and  Monroe,  the  White  Mountains. 
Clustering  around  their  central  height,  like  children  of  one 
large  family,  no  merely  arbitrary  division  should  ever  sepa- 
rate them. 

These  mountains  are  the  highest  land  east  of  the  Missis- 
sippi river,  "and,  in  clear  weather,  are  descried  before  any 
other  land  by  vessels  approaching  our  eastern  coast ;  but,  by 
reason  of  their  white  appearance,  are  frequently  mistaken  for 
clouds.  They  are  visible  on  the  land  at  the  distance  of 
eighty  miles,  on  the  south  and  south-east  sides.  They 
appear  higher  when  viewed  from  the  north-east,  and  it  is 
said  they  are  seen  from  the  neighborhood  of  Chamblee  and 
Quebec." 

The  Indian  name  of  these  mountains,  according  to  Belknap, 
is  Agiocochook.  President  Alden  states  that  they  were 
known  to  some  of  the  more  eastern  tribes  of  Indians  by  the 
name  Waumbekketmethna ;  Waumbekket,  signifying  white, 
and  methna,  mountains.  And  still  other  tribes  gave  them 
the  appellation  Kan  Ran  Vugarty,  the  continued  likeness 
of  a  Gull.  All  these  names,  we  see,  have  the  same  general 
meaning,  and  refer  to  the  white  appearance  of  the  moun- 
tains. 

"  During  the  period  of  nine  or  ten  months  the  mountains 
exhibit  more  or  less  of  that  bright  appearance,  from  which 
they  are  denominated  white.  In  the  spring,  when  the  snow 
is  partly  dissolved,  they  appear  of  a  pale  blue,  streaked  with 
white ;  and  after  it  is  wholly  gone,  at  the  distance  of  sixty 
miles,  they  are  altogether  of  the  same  pale  blue,  nearly  ap- 
proaching a  sky  color  ;  while,  at  the  same  time,  viewed  at  the 
distance  of  eight  miles  or  less,  they  appBar  of  the  proper 


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color  of  the  rock.  Light  fleecy  clouds,  floating  about  their 
Bummits,  give  them  the  same  whitish  hue  as  snow. 

"  These  vast  and  irregular  heights,  being  copiously  replen- 
ished with  water,  exhibit  a  great  variety  of  beautiful  cas- 
'cades ;  some  of  which  fall  in  a  perpendicular  sheet  or  spout ; 
others  are  winding  and  sloping ;  others  spread,  and  form  a 
basui  in  the  rock,  and  then  gush  in  a  cataract  over  its  edge. 
A  poetic  fancy  may  find  full  gratification  amidst  these  wild 
and  rugged  scenes,  if  its  ardor  be  not  checked  by  the  fatigue 
of  the  approach.  Almost  everything  in  nature,  which  can 
be  supposed  capable  of  inspiring  ideas  of  the  sublime  and 
beautiful,  is  here  realized.  Old  mountains,  stupendous 
elevations,  rolling  clouds,  impending  rocks,  verdant  woods, 
crystal  streams,  the  gentle  rill,  and  the  roaring  torrent,  all 
conspire  to  amaze,  to  soothe,  and  to  em-apture." 

These  mountains  were  first  visited  in  1632,  by  one  Darby 
Field,  whose  glowing  account  of  the  riches  he  had  discovered 
on  his  return,  caused  others  immediately  to  make  the  same 
exploration.  The  visit  of  a  Mr.  Vines  and  Gorges  is  thus 
described  by  Winthrop:  '^The  report  brought  by  Darby 
Field,  of  shining  stones,  &c.,  caused  divers  others  to  travel 
thither;  but  they  found  nothing  worth  their  pains.  Mr. 
Gorges  and  Mr.  Vines,  two  of  the  magistrates  of  Sir  F. 
Gorges'  province,  went  thither  about  the  end  of  this  month 
(August).  They  set  out,  probably,  a  few  days  after  the 
return  of  Field,  dazzled  by  visions  of  diamonds  and  other 
precious  minerals,  with  which  the  fancy  of  this  man  had 
garnished  his  story. 

"They  went  up  Saco  river  in  birch  canoes,  and  that  way 
they  found  it  ninety  miles  to  Pegwagget,  an  Indian  town ; 
but  by  land  it  is  but  sixty.  Upon  Saco  river  they  found 
many  thousand  acres  of  rich  meadow ;  but  there  are  ten  fallg 


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which  hinder  boats,  &c.  From  the  Indian  town  they  went 
up  hill  (for  the  most  part),  about  thirty  miles,  in  woody 
lands.  Then  they  went  about  seven  or  eight  miles  upon 
shattered  rocks,  without  tree  or  grass,  very  steep  all  the  way. 
At  the  top  is  a  plain,  about  three  or  four  miles  over,  all  shat- 
tered stones ;  and  upon  that  is  another  rock  or  spire,  about  a 
mile  in  height,  and  about  an  acre  of  ground  at  the  top.  At 
the  top  of  the  plain  arise  four  great  rivers ;  each  of  them  so 
much  water  at  the  first  issue  as  would  drive  a  mill :  Connect- 
icut river  from  two  heads  at  the  N.  W.,  and  S.  W.,  which 
join  in  one  about  sixty  miles  off;  Saco  river  on  the  S.  E. ; 
Amascoggin,  which  runs  into  Casco  bay,  at  the  N.  E. ;  and 
the  Kennebec  at  the  N.  by  E.  The  mountains  run  east 
and  west,  thirty  or  forty  miles  ;  but  the  peak  is  above  all  the 
rest.     They  went  and  returned  in  fifteen  days." 

Josselyn,  who  visited  them  still  later,  has  thus  curiously 
described  them  :  ^'  Four  score  miles  (upon  a  direct  line),  to 
the  N.  W.  of  Scarborow,  a  ridge  of  mountains  runs  N.  W. 
and  N.  E.,  an  hundred  leagues,  known  by  the  name  of  the 
White  Mountains,  upon  which  lieth  snow  all  the  year,  and  is 
a  landmark  twenty  miles  off  at  sea.  It  is  a  rising  ground 
from  the  sea-shore  to  these  hills ;  and  they  are  inaccessible, 
but  by  the  gullies  which  the  dissolved  snow  hath  made.  In 
these  gullies  grow  saven  bushes,  which,  being  taken  hold  of, 
are  a  good  help  to  the  climbing  discoverer.  Upon  the  top  of 
the  highest  of  these  mountains  is  a  large  level,  or  plain,  of 
a  day's  journey  over,  whereon  nothing  grows  but  moss.  At 
the  further  end  of  this  plain  is  another  hill,  called  the  sugar- 
loaf —  to  outward  appearance  a  rude  heap  of  mossie  stones, 
piled  one  upon  another  —  and  you  may,  as  you  ascend,  step 
from  one  stone  to  another,  as  if  you  were  going  up  a  pair  of 
Btairs,  but  winding  still  about  the  hill,  till  you  come  to  the 


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top,  which  will  require  half  a  day's  time ;  and  jet  it  is  not 
above  a  mile,  where  there  is  also  a  level  of  about  an  acre  of 
ground,  with  a  pond  of  clear  water  in  the  midst  of  it,  which 
you  may  hear  run  down ;  but  how  it  ascends  is  a  mystery. 
From  this  rocky  hill  you  may  see  the  whole  country  round 
about.  It  is  far  above  the  lower  clouds  ;  and  from  hence  we 
behold  a  vapor  (hke  a  great  pillar),  drawn  up  by  the  sun- 
beams Out  of  a  great  lake,  or  pond,  into  the  air,  where  it  was 
formed  into  a  cloud.  The  country  beyond  these  hills,  north- 
ward, is  daunting  terrible ;  being  full  of  i  rocky  hills,  as  thick 
as  mole-hills  in  a  meadow,  and  clothed  with  infinite  thick 
woods." 

The  mountains  which  have  more  particularly  attracted  the 
attention  of  the  tourists  and  writers,  are  near  the  northern 
boundary  of  the  group,  extending  from  the  "Notch,"  a  dis- 
tance of  fourteen  miles  in  a  north-easterly  direction.  The 
different  peaks  of  this  cluster  gradually  increase  in  height 
from  the  outside  to  the  centre,  where,  towers  Mount  Wash- 
incrton  hiorh  above  all.  The  lower  and  surroundincr  moun- 
tains  are  beautifully  wooded  to  their  very  tops;  while  the 
bold  Alpine  summits  of  the  central  ones  rise  up  far  above 
the  limits  of  vegetation,  amid  the  clouds. 

The  heights  of  the  difierent  summits,  as  given  by  Professor 
Bond,  of  Cambridge,  are,  perhaps,  the  most  accurate.  Com- 
mencing at  the  "Notch,"  and  giving  the  heights  of  each 
peak  as  it  stands  in  the  range, — Mount  Webster  is  4,000 
feet  above  the  level  of  the  sea;  Jackson,  4,100;  Clinton, 
4,200;  Pleasant,  4,800;  Franklin,  4,900;  Monroe,  5,300; 
Washington,  6,500;  Clay,  5,400  ;  Adams,  5,700;  Jefferson, 
5,800 ;  Madison,  5,400. 

Approaching  the  central  cluster  from  the  south-east,  the 
mountauis  gradually  close  upon  you,  until  they  come  to- 
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18  INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN    HISTORY. 

gether  at  the  gate  of  the  "Notch."  This  gate,  or  chasm, 
is  formed  b  j  two  rocks  standing  perpendicular  at  the  distance 
of  twentj-two  feet  from  each  other.  Here,  bj  great  labor,  a 
road  has  been  constructed  on  the  side  of  a  little  brook,  whose 
rugged  bed  was  formerly  the  only  opening  in  the  mountains. 
The  entrance  on  each  side  is  guarded  by  high  overhanging 
cliffs,  and  the  walls  adjoining  the  road  rise  up  perpendicularly 
fifty  feet.  This  defile  was  known  to  the  Indians,  who 
formerly  led  their  captives  through  it  to  Canada ;  but  it  had 
been  forgotten  or  neglected,  till  the  year  1771,  when  two 
hunters  (Nash  and  Sawyer)  discovered  and  passed  through 
it. 

The  Notch  itself  is  a  narrow  pass,  about  three  miles  in 
length,  running  in  a  north-westerly  direction,  turning  to  the 
right  a  little  at  the  northern  extremity.  The  mountains  here 
are  abruptly  torn  apart,  forming  a  very  narrow  valley,  through 
which  flows  the  Saco.  "  The  sublime  and  awful  grandeur 
of  the  Notch  bafiies  all  description.  Geometry  may  settle  the 
heights  of  the  mountains,  and  numerical  figures  may  record 
the  measure  ;  but  no  words  can  tell  the  emotions  of  the  soul, 
as  it  looks  upward  and  views  the  almost  perpendicular  preci- 
pices which  line  the  narrow  space  between  them ;  while  the 
senses  ache  with  terror  and  astonishment,  as  one  sees  himself 
hedged  in  from  all  the  world  beside.  He  may  cast  his  eye 
forward  or  backward,  or  to  either  side  —  he  can  see  only 
upward,  and  then  the  diminutive  circle  of  his  vision  is  cribbed 
and  confined  by  the  battlements  of  nature's  cloud-capt 
towers,  which  seem  as  if  they  wanted  only  the  breathing  of  a 
zephyr,  or  the  v/afting  of  a  straw  against  them,  to  displace 
them,  and  crush  the  prisoner  in  their  fall." 

Facing  the  north,  on  either  hand,  rise  up  steep  perpen- 
dicular walls,  two  thousand  feet  above  the  road  at  their  base. 


INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  19 

regular  and  equal,  for  a  great  part  of  the  way.  On  the  left 
is  Mount  Willej,  gloomy  and  grand  ;  its  sides  torn  and  fur- 
rowed by  the  slides,  and  here  and  there  abrupt  ledges,  over 
whose  topmost  edge  the  gathering  mass  of  rocks  and  earth 
leaped  into  the  depths  below. 

On  the  right  is  Mount  Webster.  "  This  vast  and  regular 
mass  rises  abruptly,  from  the  plain  below,  to  the  height  of 
about  two  thousand  feet.  Its  shape  is  that  of  a  high  fort, 
with  deep  scarred  sides ;  its  immense  front  apparently  wholly 
inaccessible.  Its  top,  nearly  horizontal  and  rough  with  pre- 
cipitous crags,  juts  over  with  heavy  and  frowning  brows; 
so  mighty  a  mountain  wall,  so  high,  so  wide,  so  vast,  and  so 
near  the  spectator,  that  all  its  gigantic  proportions  and  parts 
are  seen  with  the  utmost  distinctness.  It  fills  at  once  the 
eye  and  the  mind  with  awe,  admiration,  and  delight.  In  a 
bright  day,  when  its  outline  at  the  top  is  seen  sharp  and  dis- 
tinct against  the  blue  sky,  its  gray  granite  cliffs  and  ledges 
colored  with  iron-brown  or  stained  with  darker  shades,  its 
sides  seamed  with  long  gullied  slides  of  brown  gravel,  its  wide 
beds  of  great  loose  rocks,  black  with  lichens,  contrasted  with 
the  summer  greens,  or  varied  autumnal  colors  of  the  trees, 
make  it  as  beautiful  and  interesting  in  its  varied  hues  and 
parts,  as  it  is  great  and  sublime  in  its  total  impression." 

Passing  through  the  gate  of  the  Notch,  we  come  to  the 
valley  of  the  Ammonoosuc;  and  after  a  distance  of  four 
miles,  generally  through  a  thick  wood,  which  prevents  all 
views  of  the  surrounding  mountains,  we  come  out  suddenly 
into  a  wide  cleared  opening,  where  the  whole  mountain 
cluster  bursts  upon  our  view.  Standing  upon  an  isolated 
eminence,  about  sixty  feet  in  height,  known  as-  the  Giant's 
grave,  the  whole  range  of  mountains  is  in  sight. 


20  INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

You  stand  in  the  centre  of  a  broad  amphitheatre  of  moun- 
tains; the  lofty  pyramid  of  Washington,  with  its  basin- 
shaped  top,  resembling  the  crater  of  a  volcano,  and  its  bare 
gray  rock  sides  marked  by  long  gullies,  and  lower  down  by 
broad  slides,  directly  before  you,  while,  far  away  on  the  right 
and  left,  Mounts  Webster  and  Madison  stand  at  the  extrem- 
ities of  the  range. 

The  tops  of  the  mountains  are  covered  with  snow  from  the 
last  of  October  to  the  end  of  May.  Occasionally,  during  the 
months  of  July  and  August,  they  are  almost  white  with  a 
new-fallen  snow  or  sleet.  As  the  snow  melts  away,  on  most 
of  the  rocks  may  be  seen  mosses  and  lichens  of  various 
hues ;  while  here  and  there,  in  the  spaces  sheltered  by  high 
rocks,  beautiful  and  brilliant  flowers,  tiny  alpine  plants, 
spring  up,  mixed  with  the  coarse  mountain  grass. 

''The  base  and  sides  of  the  mountains  are  clothed  with  a 
dense  and  luxurious  forest  of  the  trees  of  the  country ;  and 
the  ground  beneath  their  shade  is  ornamented  with  the  beau- 
tiful flowers  of  the  northern  woods,  and  deeply  covered  with 
a  rich  carpet  of  mosses.  Below  is  the  sugar-maple,  with  its 
broad  angular  leaves,  changing  early  in  autumn,  when  every 
leaf  is  a  flower,  scarlet  or  crimson,  or  variegated  with  green, 
yellow,  and  brown  ;  the  yellow  birch,  of  great  size,  with  its 
ragged  bark,  and  wide-spreading  arms;  the  beech,  with  its 
round  trunk,  its  smooth  bark,  marbled,  clouded,  and  em- 
broidered with  many-colored  lichens  ;  its  stiff  slender 
branches,  and  its  glossy  leaves;  the  white  birch,  with  its 
smooth  and  white  bark  —  most  abundant  in  the  districts  for- 
merly burnt —  showing,  after  its  changed  yellow  leaves  have 
fallen,  its  slender,  wand-like  white  trunks  ranged  closely  and 
regularly  on  the  hill  sides.  With  these  are  mixed  a  frequent, 
but   generally  less  abundant  growth  of  black  spruces  and 


INCIDENTS  IN  WHITE  MOUNTAIN  HISTORY.  21 

balsam  firs,  —  the  tall  spruce,  with  its  stiflf  and  ragged  out- 
line, and  horizontal  branches,  the  fir,  with  its  beautiful 
spires,  regularly  tapering  from  its  base  to  its  tip,  and  its 
dark  rich  foliage,  often,  as  it  grows  old,  hoary  with  the  long, 
hanging,  entangled  tufts  of  the  beard-moss,  which  here  so 
abundantly  covers  its  dying  branches.  Of  the  many  other 
trees,  smaller  or  less  frequent,  we  will  only  mention  the 
striped  maple,  the  mountain  ash,  the  aspen  poplars,  the  hem- 
lock, and  the  white  pine.  Higher  up,  the  spruce  and  fir  be- 
come the  prevailing  growth,  with  the  yellow  and  white  birch, 
gradually  growing  smaller  as  they  ascend,  until  the  dwarf 
firs,  closely  interwoven  together,  and  only  a  few  feet  high, 
form  a  dense  and  almost  impenetrable  hedge,  many  rods  wide, 
above  which  project,  in  fantastic  forms,  like  the  horns  of  a 
deer,  the  bare,  bleached  tops  and  branches  of  the  dead  trees. 
The  dwarf  trees  are  so  closely  crowded  and  interwoven  to- 
gether that  it  is  as  easy  to  walk  on  their  tops  as  to  struggle 
through  them  on  the  ground ;  and  the  road  is  made  by  re- 
moving them  with  their  roots.  Above  this  hedge  of  dwarf 
trees,  which  is  about  four  thousand  feet  above  the  level  of  the 
sea,  the  scattered  fir  and  spruce  bushes,  shrinking  from  the 
cold  mountain  wind,  and  clinging  to  the  ground  in  sheltered 
hollows  by  the  side  of  the  rocks,  with  a  few  similar  bushes  of 
white  and  yellow  birch,  reach  almost  a  thousand  feet  higher. 
Above  are  only  alpine  plants,  mosses,  and  lichens."' 

Over  the  mountains  are  scattered  a  variety  of  berries, 
such  as  cranberries,  whortleberries,  and  several  other  kinds. 
They  grow  high  up  the  mountains,  and  some  of  them  far 
above  any  other  vegetable,  except  grass  and  moss.  Their 
flower  is,  however,  very  different  from  those  of  the  plain. 
Even  the  whortleberry,  which  grows  on  these  hills,  has,  in 
its  ripest  state,  considerable  acidity. 


22  INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

The  vicissitudes  of  sunshine  and  shade  are  here  very  fre- 
quent, not  exactly  like  the  shadows  flying  over  the  plains  ; 
for  here  the  individual  is  actually  enveloped  in  the  cloud, 
while  there  it  only  passes  over  him.  The  cloud  is  discovered 
at  a  considerable  distance,  rolling  along  on  the  surface  of 
the  mountain ;  it  approaches  you  rapidly ;  in  an  instant  it 
encircles  you,  and  as  soon  passes  away,  to  be  followed  by 
others  in  endless  succession.  These  phenomena  are  pre- 
sented only  when  the  clouds  are  light  and  scattered.  When 
they  are  surcharged  with  rain,  even  at  mid-day,  all  is  darkness 
and  gloom. 

Although  the  waters  of  these  hills  apparently  give  life  to 
no  animal  or  insect,  yet,  in  the  heat  of  summer,  the  black 
fly,  a  little,  tormenting  insect,  is  very  troublesome.  At 
the  same  time,  the  grasshopper  is  here  as  gay  as  on  the 
finely-cultivated  field.  The  swallow,  too,  appears  to  hold  his 
flight  as  high  over  these  mountains  as  over  the  plain.  It  is, 
however,  a  place  of  extreme  solitude.  The  eye  often  wan- 
ders in  vain  to  catch  something  that  has  life  and  animation ; 
yet  a  bear  has  been  known  to  rise  up,  even  in  this  solitude, 
to  excite  and  to  terrify  the  traveller. 

Says  a  correspondent  of  the  New  York  Express,  writing 
from  the  top  of  Mount  Washington  :  ''I  have  seen  but  few 
birds  here,  and  they  do  not  tarry  long  after  getting  here ; 
the  ground-sparrow  and  plover  are  the  only  species  I  have 
noticed.  Insects  are  quite  plenty,  and  of  various  kinds. 
The  honey-bee  and  humble-bee  occasionally  find  the  way  up 
here,  but  are  not  plenty.  There  are  scarcely  any  of  the  com- 
mon house-fly  here,  but  a  large  blue  fly,  and  another  of  a  bright 
gold  color,  are  exceedingly  plenty  in  warm  days,  but  the 
first  fog  that  arises  scatters  them,  and  they  are  not  seen 
again  for  several  days." 


INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN    HISTORY.  23 

The  dead  trees,  slightly  referred  to  by  Oakes,  are  deserv- 
ing of  more  notice.  From  different  persons  these  trees  have 
received  different  names.  Some  call  them  buck's  horns,  and 
others  bleached  bones.  The  winds  and  weather  have  ren- 
dered them  perfectly  white ;  and,  as  neither  the  stem  nor 
branches  take  any  definite  direction,  they  are  of  all  the  diver- 
sified forms  which  nature,  in  her  freaks,  can  create.  The 
cold  seasons,  which  prevailed  from  1812  to  the  end  of  1816, 
probably  occasioned  the  death  of  these  trees  ;  and  their  con- 
stant exposure  to  the  fierce  winds  which  prevail  on  the  moun- 
tains has,  aided  by  other  causes,  rendered  them  white.  It 
can  hardly  be  doubted  that,  during  the  whole  of  the  year 
1816,  these  trees  continued  frozen ;  and  frost,  like  fire,  is 
capable  of  extinguishing  life,  even  in  the  vegetable  kingdom. 
Fire  could  not  have  caused  the  death  of  these  trees  ;  for  fii-e 
will  not  spread  here,  in  consequence  of  the  humidity  of  the 
whole  region  at  this  elevation. 

The  mountains,  seen,  with  their  well-defined  outlines  and 
shapes,  in  a  clear  day,  present  not  the  only  aspect  in  which  to 
behold  them.  Clouds  sailing  up  their  long  ranges,  now  float- 
ing along  their  sides,  severing  their  summits  from  their  base, 
now  settling  down  and  capping  their  peaks,  now  di'ooping 
down  still  lower,  till  rock,  and  moss,  and  flower,  and  luxu- 
riantly wooded  base,  are  all  hid  in  the  dun,  thick  pall ;  then, 
bursting  and  fleeing  with  a  wind-like  speed,  as  the  storm 
clears  up,  and  the  mountains  come  out,  .their  wet  sides  glis- 
tening, in  the  returning  rays  of  the  sun,  like  huge  piles  of 
burnished  silver,  give  to  the  rugged  heights  an  aspect  of 
beauty  unsurpassed.  The  mountains  are  seldom  seen  free 
from  clouds.  Light,  fleecy  vapors  are  almost  continually 
hovering  about  the  different  peaks. 

By  moonlight,  in  those  clear,  autumnal  evenings,  when  the 


24  INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

full,  round  moon  looks  so  calmly  down,  throwing  the  shad- 
ows of  the  mighty  giants  broadly  over  the  valleys,  peopling 
each  hidden  nook  and  lurking  ravine  with  grotesque  forms 
and  superstitious  fancies,  gazing  on  those  majestic  heights, 
one  almost  involuntarily  repeats  the  matchless  lines  of  Col- 
eridge :  — 

*  •  Thou,  most  awful  form, 
Risest  from  forth  thy  silent  sea  of  pines, 
How  silently  !    Around  thee  and  above 
Deep  is  the  air,  and  dark,  substantial  black. 
An  ebon  mass  ;  methinks  thou  piercest  it 
As  with  a  wedge  !     But  when  I  look  again. 
It  is  their  own  calm  home,  thy  crystal  shrine. 
Thy  habitation  from  eternity  ! 
0,  dread  and  silent  mount !     I  gaze  upon  thee. 
Till  thou,  still  present  to  the  bodily  sense, 
Didst  vanish  from  my  thought  ;  entranced  in  prayer 
I  worshipped  the  invisible  alone." 

Nor  in  winter  are  they  destitute  of  beauty.  Their  white 
summits  standing  out  so  distinctly  from  the  deep  blue  depth 
of  sky  in  the  background,  the  trees  around  their  sides  and 
base  loaded  with  ice,  glistening  in  the  dazzling  rays  of  the 
sun  like  the  enchanted  diamond  and  jewelled  halls  of  Eastern 
story,  the  reflecting  and  glittering  of  the  moonbeams  upon 
the  frozen  crust,  all  give  to  them  a  bewildering  splendor  in- 
describable. 

The  slides  now  seen  at  the  White  Mountains  are  mostly 
those  which  took  place  in  the  year  1826.  At  the  Notch  they 
present  the  appearance  of  deep  gullies  a  few  rods  wide.  On 
Mount  Washington  and  the  higher  peaks  many  of  the  slides 
are  a  quarter  or  a  half  a  mile  in  width.  The  amount  of  mat- 
ter torn  in  that  one  night  of  dreadful  storm  from  the  moun- 
tains, and  hurled  into  the  valleys  below,  is  incalculable. 
Thousands  of  acres  of  rocks,  and  earth,  and  trees,  slipped  from 


INCIDENTB  IN   WHITE    MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  25 

their  fastening,  and  were  thrown  into  the  valleys.  As  seen 
from  a  dintanco  of  twenty  or  thirty  rniles,  they  look  like  long 
roadn,  winding  up  the  mountains  in  all  directions. 

From  the  summit  of  Mount  Washington  the  eye  com- 
mandn  tlio  circumference  of  tlie  entire  group  of  mountains. 
You  stand  in  tlie  centre,  lookirjg  down  upon  a  multitudinous 
sea  of  ridges  and  jxjaks,  here  exU;nding  out  in  long  ranges, 
enclosing  hrojul  valleys,  through  which  wind  rivers,  glitter- 
ing amid  the  forest  and  B^;ttlement  like  polished  metal,  now 
towering  up  like  insulatcfl  cones,  now  grouped  together  like 
loving  friends. 

'•  In  the  west,  through  the  blue  haze,  are  seen  in  the  dis- 
tance tlie  ranges  of  the  Green  Mountains ;  the  remarkable 
outlines  of  the  summits  of  Camel's  Hump  and  Mansfield 
Mountain  boizjg  ea«iily  distinguished  when  the  atmosphere  is 
clear.  To  tne  nomi-wost,  under  your  feet,  are  the  clearings 
and  s^;ttlemerit  of  Jefferson,  arid  the  waters  of  Cherry  Pond ; 
and,  further  distant,  the  village  of  Lancaster,  with  the 
waters  of  Israel's  river.  The  Connecticut  is  barely  visible, 
and  often  its  appearance  for  miles  is  counterfeited  by  the 
fog  rising  from  its  surface.  To  the  north  and  north-east, 
only  a  few  miles  distant,  rise  up  IxddJy  the  great  north-east- 
em  peaks  of  the  White  Mountain  range, — .Jefferson,  Ad- 
ams, and  Mjwlison,  —  with  their  ragged  t^>ps  of  loose,  dark 
rwks.  A  little  further  to  the  east  are  seen  the  numerous 
and  distant  summits  of  the  mountains  of  Maine.  On  the 
south-east,  close  at  hand,  are  the  (birk  and  crowded  riflges  of 
the  mountains  of  Jiu^kmn ;  and,  beyond  the  c<^nical  summit 
of  Kearsarge,  standing  by  itself,  on  the  outskirts  of  the 
mountains,  and,  further  over  the  low  country  of  Maine.  Sc- 
bago  Pond,  near  Portland.  Still  further,  it  is  saif],  the  ocean 
itself  has  sometimes  been  distinctly  visible. 
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26  INCIDENTS   IN    WniTE   MOUNTAIN    HISTORY. 

"  The  White  Mountains  are  often  seen  from  the  sea,  even  at 
thirty  miles  distance  from  the  shore ;  and  nothing  can  pre- 
vent the  sea  from  being  seen  from  the  mountains,  but  the 
difficulty  of  distinguishing  its  appearance  from  that  of  the 
sky  near  the  horizon. 

' '  Further  to  the  south  are  the  intervales  of  the  Saco,  and 
the  settlements  of  Bartlett  and  Conway,  the  sister  ponds  of 
Lovell  in  Fryeburg,  and,  still  further,  the  remarkable  four- 
toothed  summit  of  the  Chocorua,  the  peak  to  the  right  being 
much  the  largest,  and  sharj^ly  pyramidical.  Almost  exactly 
south  are  the  shining  waters  of  the  beautiful  Winnipisogee, 
seen  with  the  greatest  distinctness  in  a  favorable  day.  To 
the  south-west,  near  at  hand,  are  the  peaks  of  the  south- 
western range  of  the  White  Mountains ;  Monroe,  with  its 
two  little  alpine  ponds  sleeping  under  its  rocky  and  pointed 
summit ;  the  flat  surface  of  Franklin,  and  the  rounded  top  of 
Pleasant,  with  their  ridges  and  spurs.  Beyond  these,  the 
Willey  Mountain,  with  its  high,  ridged  summit ;  and,  beyond 
that,  several  parallel  ranges  of  high  wooded  mountains.  Fur- 
ther west,  and  over  all,  is  seen  the  high,  bare  summit  of 
Mount  Lafayette  in  Franconia." 

The  appearance  of  the  mountains  and  the  surrounding 
country  at  sunrise  is  worth  the  journey  and  toil  from  any 
part  of  the  country  to  witness.  In  the  language  of  the  elo- 
quent Brydone,  ''The  whole  eastern  horizon  is  gradually 
lighted  up.  The  sun's  first  golden  ray,  as  he  emerges  from 
the  ocean,  strikes  the  eye,  and  sheds  a  glimmering  but  un- 
certain light ;  but  soon  his  broad  disc  diffuses  light  and 
beauty,  first  on  the  hills,  and  soon  on  the  region  eastward. 
The  sides  of  the  mountains  fronting  him  appear  like  a  solid 
mass  of  gold  dazzling  by  its  brightness.  While  this  process 
is  going  on  to  the  eastward,  the  whole  country  to  the  west- 


INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE    MOUNTAIN   niSTORY.  27 

•ward  is  shrouded  with,  darkness  and  gloom.  The  eye  turns 
away  from  this  comfortless  scene,  to  the  gay  and  varied  one 
to  the  eastward.  If  this  prospect  is  beheld  immediately  after 
a  rain,  the  tops  of  a  thousand  hills  rise  above  the  fogs,  ap- 
pearing like  so  many  islands  in  the  midst  of  a  mighty  ocean. 
As  these  mists  clear  away,  the  houses,  the  villages,  and  the 
verdant  fields  within  the  circle  of  vision,  arise  to  view.  At 
the  moment  of  the  sun's  rising,  the  noble  vale  of  the  Con- 
necticut, which  stretches  along  from  the  north  till  it  is  lost 
among  the  hills  at  the  south-west,  appears  like  an  inland  sea. 
This  is  occasioned  by  the  vapors  which  had  ascended  from 
the  river  during  the  night.  As  the  sun  advances  in  his 
course,  these  vapors  are  chased  away  by  his  rays,  and  the 
farms  in  Jefierson,  Eethlehem,  and  Lancaster,  with  its  village, 
appear  as  if  rising  by  magic  from  what  but  a  little  time 
before  seemed  nothing  but  water.  The  various  'hills,  in  the 
mean  time,  which  surround  the  mountains,  appear  to  be 
arranged  in  many  concentric  circles  :  and  the  circle  the  fur- 
thest removed  seems  the  highest  and  most  distinct,  giving 
to  the  whole  an  air  of  order  and  grandeur  beyond  the  power 
of  description." 

From  this  lofty  summit  the  Indians  had  a  tradition  that 
Passaconaway,  a  powerful  chief,  famed  to  hold  a  conference 
with  the  spirits  above,  once  passed  to  a  council  in  heaven. 

"  A  wondrous  wight !     For  o'er  'Siogee's  ice, 

With  brindled  wolves,  all  harnessed  three  and  three, 

High  seated  on  a  sledge,  made  in  a  trice. 

On  Mount  Ogiocochook,  of  hickory, 

He  lashed  and  reeled,  and  sung  right  jollily  ; 

And  once  upon  a  car  of  flaming  fire. 

The  dreadful  Indian  shook  with  fear  to  see 

The  king  of  Penacook,  his  chief,  his  sire. 

Ride  flaming  up  towards  heaven,  than  any  mountain  higher," 


CHAPTER    II. 

MOUNTAINS   CONTINUED. 

THE  MANY  OBJECTS  OF  INTEREST. — THE  GREAT  GULF.  —  OAKES'  GULF.. — 
TUCKERMAN'S  RAVINE.  —  SNOW  CAVERN.  —  SOURCE  OF  THE  MANY  SPRINGS 
ON  THE  MOUNTAINS. — SACO  AND,MERRIMAC  RIVERS. — ELLIS  AND  PEA- 
BODY      RIVERS.  —  CASCADES. SILVER      CASCADE.  —  THE      FLUME.  —  THE 

devil's  DEN. — CRYSTAL    FALLS.  —  GLEN     ELLIS     FALLS. AMMONOOSUC. 

—  FALLS  OF  THE  AMIMONOOSUC.  —  FRANCONIA  MOUNTAINS.  —  MOUNT  LA- 
FAYETTE.   EAGLE  CLTFF.  — ■  CANNON  MOUNT. OLD  MAN  OF  THE  MOUN- 
TAINS. —  PROFILE  LAKE.  —  OPTICAL  ILLUSION  FROM  CANNON  MOUNT.  — 
ECHO  LAKE.  —  THE  BASIN.  —  THE  FLUME.  —  THE  POOL.  —  NARROW  ES- 
CAPE  FROM  A   FALL   INTO   THE   POOL. 


"  Ye  crags  and  peaks,  I  'm  with  you  once  again." 

It  would  be  vain  to  attempt  a  description  of  all  the  curious 
localities  of  interest  connected  with  these  mountains.  Wan- 
der over  them  ever  so  much,  and  fresh  wonders  and  beauties 
are  continually  being  discovered.  Erom  no  two  points  does  the 
collected  mountain-group  present  the  same  appearance  to  the 
beholder;  while  each  separate  mount  will  well  repay  the 
toil  and  labor  of  climbing  its  rugged  sides. 

Some  of  the  most  striking  and  peculiar  scenery  among  the 
mountains  are  the  deep  ravines  and  hollows  immediately 
surrounding  Mount  Washington.     Leaving  the  old  Fabyan 


INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN"  HISTORY.  29 

road,  the  first  path  cut  out  by  Ethan  A.  Crawford,  from  the 
old  Rosebrook-place,  not  far  from  the  summit  of  Mount 
Washington,  and  going  a  few  rods  northward,  you  come  to 
the  brink  of  an  almost  unfathomable  abyss,  known  as  the 
Great  Gulf.  It  is  a  rocky,  precipitous  descent  of  two  thou- 
sand feet.  Rising  up  opposite  you  from  the  bottom  of  this 
Gulf,  almost  perpendicularly,  is  the  great  range  of  mountains, 
comprismg  Clay,  Jefferson,  Adams  and  Madison.  This  vast 
range  may  be  seen  from  their  roots  to  theu'  summits  by  one 
standing  on  the  brink.  Deep  down  in  the  very  bottom  of  the 
hollow  are  rough,  confused  piles  of  rocks,  with  narrow  and 
deeply-worn  ravines  between  them.  Springing  up  occasion- 
ally, near  the  very  base  of  the  mountain  range,  are  tall  spruces, 
while  further  up  on  their  sides  are  birches  and  small  fir- 
bushes.  Toward  the  east,  the  Gulf  has  an  opening,  sur- 
rounded on  all  its  other  sides  by  mountains. 

Winding  round  the  double-headed  summit  of  Mount 
Monroe,  far  down  on  the  right,  is  another  seemingly  bottom- 
less abyss,  known  as  Oakes'  Gulf  It  presents  nearly  the 
same  general  characteristics  as  the  last  — huge,  rough  boulders 
covering  the  lowest  depths,  while  trees  and  bushes  cover  the 
steep  and  craggy  sides,  wherever  the  crevices  contain  soil 
enough  to  support  vegetation.  At  times  the  wind  drives  the 
thick  mist  into  these  gulfs,  filling  them,  like  a  "  huge  caldron, 
with  dark-blue  vapor,  wdiirling  and  eddying  round  their 
sides." 

Tuckerman's  Ravine,  on  the  eastern  side  of  the  mountains, 
for  wildness  and  grandeur  is  unsurpassed.  Ascending  the 
mountains  by  the  Davis  road,  from  the  Mount  Crawford 
House,  it  lies  to  the  right  of  the  road,  as  it  passes  over  the 
high  spur  immediately  south-east  of  Mount  Washington. 
Leaving  the  path,  after  arriving  at  the  top  of  the  spur,  and 
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30  INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY, 

turning  to  the  right,  you  stand  upon  the  edge  of  the  ravine. 
Descending  its  rough,  steep  sides  a  great  distance,  you  reach 
the  bottom.  It  is  a  long,  deep,  narrow  hollow ;  its  craggy 
walls  in  many  places  almost  perpendicular,  and  wholly  inac- 
cessible. A  small  stream  runs  through  its  whole  length, 
forming  beautiful  cascades  after  a  storm.  In  this  valley,  but 
above  the  ravine,  is  the  great  plain  from  which  the  ascent  to 
the  top  of  Mount  Washington  was  formerly  made.  Early 
explorers  always  ascended  from  the  eastern  side  of  the 
mountains. 

In  winter  all  the  snow  which  blows  from  Mount  Wash- 
ington lodges  in  this  ravine,  filling  it  to  the  depth  of 
hundreds  of  feet. 

"Huge  recess, 
That  keeps  till  June  December's  snows." 

As  the  warm  weather  approaches,  the  little  brook  thaws 
out  upon  the  sides  of  the  mountain,  and  gradually  works 
its  way  through  the  vast  mass  covering  its  bed,  forming  a 
complete  arch  of  pure  snow.  This  arch  continues  to  enlarge 
until  the  last  of  summer,  when  the  intense  heat  and  warm 
rains  melt  it  away. 

Last  year  the  engineer  of  the  White  Mountain  Carriage 
Road,  measured  the  arch,  and  found  it  to  be  180  feet  long, 
84  feet  wide,  and  40  feet  high,  on' the  inside;  and  266  feet 
long,  and  40  feet  wide,  on  the  outside.  The  snow  forming 
the  arch  was  twenty  feet  thick.  The  engineer  went  through  this 
arch  in  the  bed  of  the  brook,  to  the  foot  of  the  cataract, 
which  falls  a  thousand  feet  down  the  side  of  the  mountain. 
This  was  done  in  July. 

Nor  for  beauty  and  grandeur  were  those  bold  summits 
reared  so  far  up  among  the  clouds.      New  England  owes  to 


INCIDENIS  IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN  niSTORY,  31 

her  granite  peaks  more  than  to  her  extensive  commerce  and 
flourishing  trade.  Her  thousand  mills,  and  the  ripening 
harvest  of  her  hardj  husbandmen,  are  the  offspring  of  these 
Alpine  cliffs.  Wealth  and  health  flow  from  their  sides ;  and 
liberty  is  always  safe  among  their  passes. 

"The  immense  bed  of  moss,"  says  Belknap,  "which 
covers  these  mountains,  serves  as  a  sponge  to  retain  the 
moisture  brought  by  the  clouds  and  vapors  which  are 
frequently  rising  and  gathering  round  the  mountains.  The 
thick  growth  of  wood  prevents  the  rays  of  the  sun  from  pen- 
etrating to  exhale  it ;  so  that  there  is  a  constant  supply  of 
water  deposited  in  the  crevices  of  the  rocks,  and  issuing  in 
the  form  of  springs  from  every  part  of  the  mountains." 

From  the  springs  originate  some  of  the  largest  and  finest 
rivers  in  New  England.  Barren  themselves,  these  moun- 
tains send  wealth  and  fertility  to  five  different  states.  On 
the  southern  side,  the  Saco  and  the  Merrimac,  — 

"  Two  rills  -which  from  one  fountain  flow. 
But  eastward  one,  the  other  westward  hies  ; 
Both  to  a  common  goal  their  journey  go,  — 
But  this  one's  path  along  green  meadows  lies. 
Through  flowery  banks,  and  under  softest  skies  ; 
That  o'er  its  rocky  bed,  with  turbid  flow, 
Mid  noise  and  tumult  to  the  ocean  flies." 

On  the  eastern  side,  Ellis  and  Peabody  rivers  start  their 
downward  courses  so  near  together  that  they  may  be  stepped 
across  at  one  stride.  On  the  western  side,  far  up  on  the 
mountains,  at  the  "Lake  of  the  Clouds,"  starts  the  Ammo- 
noosuc,  a  tributary  of  the  Connecticut.  The  streams  on  the 
eastern  side  run  parallel  with  the  ranges  of  mountains; 
while  on  the  western  side  they  run  at  right  angles. 


82  INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

Cascades  innumerable  are  formed  by  these  brooks  and  riv- 
ulets as  they  come  tumbling  down  the  mountains.  The 
glittering  of  these  different  falls  in  the  moonbeams,  Dr. 
Eelknap  thinks,  gave  rise  to  the  idea  of  the  huge  carbuncles, 
the  superstitious  Indians  saw  suspended  over  the  steep  pre- 
cipices and  cliffs.  These  cascades  are  unrivalled  in  their 
romantic  beauty. 

About  half  a  mile  from  the  gate  of  the  Notch,  on  the 
southern  side,  is  seen  the  Silver  Cascade,  issuing  from  the 
mountain  on  the  right,  about  eight  hundred  feet  above  the 
adjacent  valley,  and  about  two  miles  distant.  It  is  said  to  be 
one  of  the  most  beautiful  in  the  world.  Ordinarily  it  is  but  a 
mere  rill,  falling  over  high  perpendicular  ledges,  with  sufficient 
current  to  make  it  perfectly  white.  The  following,  an  excel- 
lent description,  is  from  the  pen  of  Mr.  D.  P.  Pages: 
"Imagine  yourself,  gentle  reader,  standing  upon  a  narrow 
bridge,  under  which  one  of  these  cascades  finds  its  way  to 
the  Saco,  now  on  your  left.  Away,  for  more  than  a  mile  to 
your  right,  and  far  up  toward  the  summit  of  the  mountains, 
you  see  the  silver  thread  of  falling  water,  now  still,  now 
tremulous,  glittering  in  the  sunbeams.  Now  it  disappears 
behind  a  crag,  and  now  it  struggles  on  amid  some  broken 
rocks  ;  anon  it  approaches  an  abrupt  precipice,  from  which  it 
gayly  leaps  off,  scattering  its  pearls  and  gems  in  rich  pro- 
fusion, as  it  salutes  the  rock  below.  Now  it  flows  on ;  for  a 
moment  slowly,  through  a  little  pool  in  the  lofty  hill-side ;  now 
again,  in  a  dozen  streamlets,  it  is  seen  gushing  forth,  among 
the  fragments  of  rock,  and  thence  seems  to  slide  for  a  long 
distance  down  the  unbroken  surface  of  the  smooth  ledo;e. 
Thence  it  dashes  among  the  rocks,  throwing  its  whitened 
spray  above  them ;  again  it  falls  over  a  projecting  brink,  and 
plunges  murmuring  into  another  basin.  Once  more  it  quickly 


INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  66 

issues  from  this  enclosure,  as  if  enraged  at  every  obstruction. 
On  it  rushes,  dashing,  eagerly  pressing  its  way,  and  becoming 
more  noisy  at  every  step.  It  is  now  within  fifty  yards,  and 
has  disappeared  behind  a  thicket.  You  hear  again  a  plunge 
and  a  rush,  and  the  enraged  current  has  burst  forth,  foaming 
and  bounding  along  at  your  very  feet.  You  almost  feel  the 
bridge  tremble  beneath  you ;  and  as  you  turn  toward  your 
left  you  see  the  mountain-torrent  tumble  noisily  into  the 
bosom  of  the  Saco.  You  pass  on  a  little,  and  what  a  moment 
ago  was  boisterous  noise,  occasioned  by  the  angry  rush  of 
many  waters,  is  now  hushed  and  softened  into  a  gentle 
murmur,  and  you  would  almost  fall  asleep,  soothed  by  the 
richest  strains  of  the  music  of  the  waters." 

Further  down  from  the  Notch  is  a  second  cascade,  called 
the  Flume.  It  falls  a  distance  of  two  hundred  and  fifty 
feet  over  three  precipices.  It  falls  in  a  single  current  over 
two  precipices,  when  it  divides  and  falls  over  a  third  steep 
in  three  currents,  and  unites  them  all  again  in  a  small  basin 
formed  in  the  rocks  at  the  bottom. 

Opposite  to  these  cascades  stands  Mount  Willard.  Near 
its  top  is  the  mouth  of  a  large  cavern,  called  the  ''Devil's 
Den."  Curiosity  was  formerly  on  tiptoe  to  know  what  was 
in  it.  Perhaps,  proceeding  inward  a  few  steps,  passages 
and  steps  led  down  into  the  very  bowels  of  the  mountain. 
Who  knew  but  within  these  hollow  shells,  chambers  and  halls 
ample  and  brilliant  were  waiting  to  be  explored  ?  Perhaps, 
winding  along  the  thousand  passages,  one  might  reach  the 
hollow  cavities  of  Mount  Washington  —  might  stand  upon  the 
edge  of  some  almost  boundless  abyss,  from  whence  issued 
forth  the  force  which  threw  the  mighty  giant  far  aloft  in  air. 
A  venturous  young  gentleman,  some  years  since,  thought  to 
satisfy  curiosity  on  this  point.      Ropes  and  tackling  were 


34  INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

carried  to  the  top  of  the  mountain,  and  stout  companions 
loAvered  him  down  to  the  mouth.  As  he  neared  the  dark 
opening,  bones  and  skulls  were  seen.  Perhaps  it  was  a  den ; 
could  he  not  see  eyes  ? 

"  Ere  long  they  come,  where  that  same  wicked  "wight 
His  dwelling  has,  low  in  a  hollow  cave, 
Far  underneath  a  craggy  cliff,  ypight, 
Dark,  doleful,  dreary,  like  a  greedy  grave, 
That  still  for  carrion  carcasses  doth  crave  ; 
On  top  whereof,  aye  dwelt  the  ghastly  owl. 
Shrieking  his  baneful  note,  which  ever  drave 
Far  from  that  haunt  all  other  cheerful  fowl  ; 
And  all  about  it  wandering  ghosts  did  wail  and  howl. 

*  *  *  *  *  * 

*  *  *  *  Arrived  there. 
That  barehead  knight,  for  dread  and  doleful  teen. 
Would  fain  have  fled  ;  he  durst  approachen  near." 

Having,  however,  sufficient  strength  to  give  the  signal,  he 
was  soon  with  his  friends  on  the  summit. 

On  the  eastern  side  of  the  mountain  are  two  falls  which 
should  not  be  forgotten.  Near  Tuckerman's  Ravine,  before 
mentioned,  Peabodj's  river  and  Ellis  river  descend  from 
the  mountain  in  parallel  courses,  until  they  reach  the  valley, 
when  both  turn  at  right  angles ;  Peabody  river,  flowing  north- 
east, a  tributary  of  the  Androscoggin ;  Ellis  river,  south- 
east, a  tributary  of  the  Saco  river. 

Some  hundred  rods  from  the  angle  Ellis  river  forms  in 
changing  its  course,  in  a  secluded  ravine  to  the  left  of  the 
present  road,  as  you  go  from  Jackson  to  the  Glen  House, 
the  little  stream  comes  foaming  down  over  the  rocks  most 
romantically  and  noisily.  From  its  high  starting-point, 
winding  round  amid  the  rocks  and  low  undergrowth,  through 
hidden  recesses  and  glens,  it  has  scarcely  seen  the  day  until 


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it  reaches  the  chasm  between  the  piled-up  rocks,  and  comes 
tumbling  over  the  steep  ledges  and  projections. 

The  fall  is  eiglity  feet,  though  not  in  one  unbroken  descent. 
About  half  the  distance  up  is  a  shelf,  or  stair,  on  ^vhich  the 
■water  strikes,  rebounding  in  copious  showers  of  spray,  and 
rushii^g  over  the  projection  with  greatly  expanded  surface. 
This  has  beeff  known  as  the  Crystal  Falls. 

But  a  short  distance  from  this,  further  down  the  Ellis 
river,  on  the  right  of  the  road,  are  other  falls,  more  nearly 
resembling  Silver  Cascade,  known  as  "Glen  Ellis  Falls.'' 
The  water  here  falls  seventy  feet  in  a  narrow  bed  between 
very  steep  and  precipitous  rocky  cliffs  on  either  hand.  The 
basin  below  looks  like  a  deep  well  amid  the'  hills,  open  only 
on  one  side.     It  was  known  formerly  as  "  Pitcher  Falls." 

The  Ammonoosuc  is  the  most  rapid,  violent,  wildest  river 
in  New  Hampshire.  It  falls  six  thousand  feet  from  its  source 
on  the  mountain,  to  where  it  enters  the  Connecticut.  The 
whole  distance  of  thirty  miles  is  over  rough,  craggy  rocks, 
and  down  steep  perpendicular  precipices.  Cascades  innu- 
merable are  formed  along  its  whole  course.  There  are  several 
thirty  or  forty  feet  in  height.  One  has  attracted  much 
attention. 

About  a  mile  from  where  stood  the  Mount  Washington 
House,  to  the  westward,  on  the  way  to  Littleton,  may  be 
seen  the  falls  of  the  Ammonoosuc  from  the  road.  Bursting 
forth  from  a  forest  of  pines,  the  waters  come  tumbling  over 
large  broad  granite  shelves,  laid  with  all  the  order  and  regu- 
larity of  the  most  finished  masonry.  Through  these  succes- 
sive layers,  the  stream  has  worn  its  bed;  at  places  the  edges 
of  the  layers  looking  like*  the  stone  abutments  of  large 
bridges ;  at  other  points  the  layers  are  pulled  up  and  broken 
off,  forming  broad  flat  steps,  over  which  the  water   comes 


86  INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

foaming  like  boiling  torrents,  where  rains  have  filled  the 
channel.  These  layers  are  frequently  many  yards  in  extent, 
and  from  a  few  inches  to  a  foot  in  thickness.  The  height  of 
the  fall  is  thirty  feet,  and,  when  the  water  is  very  high,  it  is 
tossed  at  the  base  into  heaps  as  large  as  haycocks. 

The  Franconia  Mountains,  another  group  ^f  the  White 
Mountains,  situated  near  their  north-western  boundary,  are 
inferior  only  to  the  more  central  cluster.  The  Great  Hay- 
stack, or  Mount  Lafayette,  the  highest  peak  in  this  range, 
is  5,200  feet  high.  The  mountains  are  situated  on  each  side 
of  a  narrow  valley,  through  which  flows  the  Pemmasawasset 
river.  At  one  point  they  approach  to  within  half  a  mile, 
and,  rising  up  very  steep  and  abrupt  from  their  base,  form  a 
narrow  pass,  which  has  been  called  the  Franconian  Notch. 

The  mountains  in  their  general  features  resemble  those  of 
the  central  range  of  which  we  have  spoken ;  their  bases 
thickly  wooded  and  their  summits  bare  rock,  beaten  and 
furrowed  by  time  and  storm.  The  view  from  Mount  La- 
fayette is  as  extensive  and  varied  as  that  from  Mount 
Washington  itself  Near  Lafayette  is  Eagle  Cliff,  so  called 
from  a  pair  of  eagles,  a  few  years  since,  having  built  their 
nest  on  its  inaccessible  sides. 

Cannon  Mountain,  nearly  facing  Lafayette,  and  forming 
the  western  side  of  the  Notch,  has  on  its  southern  side  one 
of  the  greatest  curiosities  in  the  world.  Huge  rocks  are  so 
piled  up  on  its  steep,  precipitous  sides,  as  to 'form  to  the 
beholder  the  exact  outline  of  the  human  face. 

Said  an  eccentric  speaker,  at  a  celebration  a  few  years 
since  in  Fryburg,  "Men  put  out  signs  representing  their 
iifferent  trades  ;  jewellers  hang  out  a  monster  watch ;  shoe- 
makers, a  huge  boot ;  and,  up  in  Franconia,  God  Almighty 
has  hung  out  a  sign  that  in  New  England  he  makes  men." 


INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN    HISTORY.  37 

The  top  of  the  mountain  is  about  2,000  feet  above  the 
level  of  the  road,  and  4,000  feet  above  the  level  of  the  sea. 
Near  the  summit,  an  oblong  rock  resembling  a  cannon  has 
given  a  name  to  the  mountain.  The  sides  are  covered  -with 
a  thick  growth  of  maple,  beech,  birch,  and  spruce. 

The  Profile  Kock  itself  is  more  than  1,200  feet  above  the 
level  of  the  road ;  it  being  situated  far  below  the  summit  of 
the  mountain.  The  profile  is  composed  of  three  separate 
masses  of  rock,  one  of  which  forms  the  forehead,  the  second 
the  nose  and  upper  lip,  and  the  third  the  chin.  Only  at  one 
particular  place  are  they  brought  into  their  proper  position, 
which  is  on  the  road  leading  through  the  Notch,  about  a 
quarter  of  a  mile  south  of  the  Lafayette  House.  The  ex- 
pression of  the /ace,  as  it  stands  out  in  bold  relief  against  the 
sky,  is  quite  stern.  The  mouth  alone  betrays  any  signs  of 
age  and  feebleness.  But  the  ''  Old  Man  of  the  Mountains" 
has  never  been  known  to  flinch.  "He  neither  blinks  at  the 
near  flashes  of  the  lightning  beneath  his  nose,  nor  flinches 
from  the  di'iving  snow  and  sleet  of  the  Franconia  winter, 
which  makes  the  mercury  of  the  thermometer  shrink  into  the 
bulb  and  congeal." 

Passing  down  the  road  from  the  particular  spot  where  it 
can  be  seen  in  perfection,  the  Old  Man's  countenance  changes 
first  into  a  "  toothless  old  woman  in  a  mob  cap,"  and  soon  the 
profile  is  entirely  lost.  In  passing  up  the  road,  the  nose  and 
face  flatten  until  the  forehead  alone  is  seen. 

The  length  of  the  profile,  from  the  top  of  the  forehead  to 
the  lowest  point  of  the  chin,  is  eighty  feet.  The  face  looks 
towards  the  south-east,  and  is  perhaps  half  a  mile  distant 
from  the  observer  in  the  road. 

•  At  the  base  of  the  mountain,  directly  beneath  the  Old 
Man's  eye,  is  a  quiet  little  pond  about  a  quarter  of  a  mile  in 
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38  INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN  HISTORY.  | 

length,  and  half  as  wide,  called  Profile  Lake.  Its  waters 
are  destitute  of  fish.  It  was  never  frequented  by  the  Indians 
from  fear  of  the  stern  image  reflected  in  it. 

Oakes   speaks  of  a  beautiful  optical  illusion  to  be  seen 
from  the  summit  of  Cannon  Mountain. 

"  In  a  bright  day  in  October,  a  most  delightful  optical 
illusion  may  be  seen  over  the  summit  of  the  mountain,  which 
I  first  noticed  in  the  autumn  of  1845,  while  looking  with  a 
spy-glass,  and  which  I  have  since  often  seen.  Near  the 
middle  of  the  afternoon,  when  the  sun  has  just  sunk  behind 
the  top  of  the  mountain,  the  spruce  and  fir  trees  seen  against 
the  sky  near  the  sun,  and  a  large  space  of  the  sky  above 
them,  are  bathed  in  a  pure  golden  light,  bright  and  intense,  . 
in  which  the  branches  and  trunks  of  the  tree^  are  distinctly 
visible ;  but  of  the  same  brightness  as  the  surrounding  space, 
as  if  they  were  transparent  gold.  Around  this  mountain 
pyre  I  saw  hovering,  floating  and.  gliding,  issuing  and 
returning,  with  the  most  graceful  motion,  beautiful  white 
birds,  like  the  departed  spirits  of  eastern  fire-worshippers 
around  the  element  they  adore.  I  found,  at  last,  that  these 
phantom-birds  were  thistle  down,  wafted  over  the  lake  by  the 
gentle  south  wind,  in  reality  quite  near  the  eye,  but  only 
visible  in  the  light  at  the  top  of  the  mountain. 

'  I  took  it  for  a  fairy  vision 
Of  some  gay  creatures  of  the  element, 
That  in  the  colors  of  the  rainbow  live. 
And  play  in  the  plighted  clouds. '  " 

North  of  the  Cannon  Mountain,  beneath  Eagle  Cliff,  is 
the  small,  but  exceedingly  deep  pond,  called  Echo  Lake.     It 
is  entirely  surrounded  by  mountains.     From  the  centre  of  * 
this  lake  the  voice  in  common  conversation  will  echo  two  or 


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.  INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN  HISTORY.  39 

three  times  distinctly,  while  the  firing  of  a  gun  is  like  the 
discharge  of  a  park  of  artillery.  No  wonder  the  poor  Indian 
thought  the  heard  the  war-whoop  of  the  Gods  sounding, 
during  his  wild  carousals. 

One  pleasant  morning,  in  the  summer-of  1850,  a  friend  and 
myself  pushed  out  into  this  little  pond.  Around  us  on  all 
sides  the  clear  water  reflected  back  the  high  cliffs  in  all  their 
•  beauty  and  wildness.  As  we  gave  a  loud  halloo,  the  moun- 
tains directly  before  us  gave  back  the  cry,  like  an  army  of 
men  shouting  from  its  summit.  As  that  died  away,  the  moun- 
tain behind  us  caught  up  the  sound,  and  returned  it  like  the 
shouting  of  an  opposing  army;  and,  as  that  died  out,  the 
hills  upon  our  right  and  left  tossed  back  and  forth  the 
lessening  shout,  until  it  could  be  heard  far  off  taking  its 
flight.  The  several  echoes  are  very  distinct,  and  each 
commences  as  the  preceding  closes. 

Five  miles  south  of  Franconia  Notch,  in  the  town  of 
Lincoln,  are  very  interesting  curiosities. 

Near  the  road-side  the  Pemmasawasset  river  has  worn,  in 
the  solid  rock  which  forms  its  bed,  a  very  curious  cavity, 
known  as  the  Basin.  It  is  forty  feet  in  diameter,  and  twenty- 
eifi;ht  feet  from  the  edo;e  to  the  bottom  of  the  water.  The 
water,  rushing  in  with  great  force  at  one  side,  whii'led  rocks 
round  in  its  current,  until  it  has  worn  the  solid  rock  to  its 
present  shape  and  depth.  It  is  almost  perfectly  circular,  and 
the  water  rushes  round  it  several  times  with  great  velocity 
before  it  goes  out  at  the  opposite  side.  It  would  take  a 
strong  swimmer  to  buffet  its  waters.  The  water  itself  is 
usually  ten  or  twelve  feet  deep.  The  sides  above  the  water 
are  very  smooth  and  regular,  and  the  bottom  is  strewn  with 
rocks  bright  and  round.  The  water,  as  it  falls  over  the  brink 
into  th^  cavity,  forms  a  beautiful  cascade,  white  with  foam. 


40  INCIDENTS   IN  WHITE  MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

The  lower  margin  of  the  basin  where  the  water  passes  out, 
worn  off  by  the  current,  has  been  formed  into  a  very  striking 
representation  of  a  human  leg  and  foot. 

During  a  freshet,  the  whole  basin  is  filled  by  a  foaming, 
whirling  torrent,  of  great  quantity  and  force. 

Leaving  the  road  just  below  the  basin,  and  turning  to  the 
left  up  among  the  hills,  after  nearly  a  mile's  walk,  you  come 
upon  a  slightly-inclined  granite  ledge,  more  than  one  hun- 
dred feet  in  length,  and  thirty  feet  wide,  bare,  solid,  and 
very  smooth.  Over  this  runs  a  small  stream  —  now  mur- 
muring along  in  a  narrow,  shallow  bed,  and  now  spread  out 
over  the  whole  width. 

Near  the  top  of  the  ledge  you  enter  what  has  been  called 
"The  Flume."  Twenty  feet  apart  rise  up  perpendicular  walls 
of  solid  rock,  fifty  feet  in  height.  The  uplifted  walls  were 
evidently  split  apart  far  back  in  time  by  some  convulsion  in 
nature;  in  many  places  the  projections  on  one  side  corre- 
sponding with  like  depressions  on  the  opposite.  Through  this 
vast  and  regular  fissure  flows  the  little  stream  we  have  just 
mentioned ;  its  bed  so  narrow  as  to  afford  sufficient  room  for 
dry  footing  through  the  entire  extent.  These  walls  are  cov- 
ered with  a  green  moss,  and,  within,  the  air  is  very  damp  and 
cool.  This  recess  is  several  hundred  feet  long,  gradually 
narrowing  to  the  upper  extremity,  where  it  is  but  ten  or 
eleven  feet  wide. 

About  midway,  a  huge  boulder,  weighing  several  tons,  has 
rolled  down  from  the  top  of  the  cliff,  and  caught  in  its 
descent  in  a  somewhat  narrower  space,  and  remains  suspended 
half-way  down  between  the  perpendicular  walls.  Several 
years  ago  a  pine-tree  fell  across  the  Flume,  near  its  top,  and 
its  trunk  forms  a  rude  and  dangerous  bridge  over  the  chasm. 


INCIDENTS  IN  WHITE  MOUNTAIN  HISTORY.  41 

Near  the  Flume  is  a  deep  natural  well  in  the  solid  rock. 
A  small  stream  flows  over  its  northern  brink,  finding  egress 
in  a  narrow  opening  opposite.  It  is  more  than  one  hundred 
and  fifty  feet  from  the  brink  of  the  well  to  the  surface  of  the 
water  below.  The  diameter  of  this  "Pool"  is  about  sixty 
feet.  The  water  in  the  bottom  is  about  forty  feet  deep,  and 
greatly  agitated. 

Several  years  since,  a  gentleman  from  New  Orleans  made 
a  misstep  and  fell  into  this  pool.  Though  the  water  was  icy 
cold,  and  he  was  encumbered  with  his  clothes,  he  had  presence 
of  mind  to  swim  to  a  crag  of  the  rock  on  a  level  with  the 
water.  There  were  no  means  of  ascent  except  by  ropes, 
which  were  procured  by  friends  who  were  with  him  at  the 
time  of  the  fall.  He  fastened  a  rope  round  his  body,  and 
was  raised  aloft,  drenched  and  bruised ;  but  the  only  human 
thing,  we  presume,  that  ever  came  from  the  pool  alive  after 
such  a  fall. 

These  are  but  a  few,  and  imperfectly  described,  of  the 
many  interesting  localities  among  the  mountains.  They 
should  be  seen  to  be  appreciated  —  the  mighty  monarch  with 
all  the  noble  clifis  clustering  around  him. 

Heaven  bless  him,  with  all  his  sun,  moon  and  stars  !  Call 
him  the  noblest  of  "  the  mountain  kings."  "  His  subjects  are 
princes,  and  gloriously  they  range  around  him,  stretching 
high,  wide,  and  far  away;  yet  all  owing  visible  allegiance 
to  their  sole  and  undisputed  sovereign.  The  setting  and 
rising  sun  do  him  homage.  Peace  loves  to  dwell  within  his 
shadows;   but   high  among  the  precipices  are  the  halls  of 

the  storms." 

4* 


CHAPTER  III 

THE   INDIANS. 


THE  UNCERTAINTY  OF  THE  MANY   TRADITIONS.  —  THE  SUPERSTITIONS   OF  THE 

INDIANS PROBABLE  CAUSE  OF  THOSE   SUPERSTITIONS. TRADITION   OF  A 

FLOOD.  —  GREAT  TREASURES  OF  GOLD  AND  GEMS.  —  SEARCH  FOR  TREAS- 
URES.—  THE   PARTICULAR  TRIBES   INHABITING  THE  MOUNTAINS. — INDIAN 

RELICS     IN    CONWAY  —  IN     OSSIPEE IN     FRYBURG. THE    SOKOKIS. — 

THEIR  DESTRUCTION  BY  THE  PESTILENCE,  —  ACCOUNT  OF  VINES. —  OF  HIS  VIS- 
IT TO  THEM.  — SQUANDO.  — DEATH  OF  HIS  CHILD. ASSACUMBUIT.  — VISIT 

TO  FRANCE.  — DESTRUCTION  OF  HAVERHILL.  —  POLAN.  —  WHITTIER'S  VERSES 

ON     HIS     BURIAL.  —  CHOCORUA.  HIS      CURSE.  ANASAGUNTICOOKS.  — 

THEIR  CHIEFS. HON.  ENOCH  LINCOLN'S  INTEREST  IN  INDIANS  OF  THIS  RE- 
GION. —  VISIT  OF  GOV.  LINCOLN  TO  NATALLUCK.  —  INDIAN  MYTH.  —  THE 
LITTLE  INDIAN  INFANT.  —  CURIOUS  MARRIAGE  CUSTOM 


"  For  many  a  tale 
Traditionary,  round  the  mountain  hung, 
And  many  a  legend,  peopling  the  dark  woods." 

The  Indian  history  of  the  White  Mountains,  as  elsewhere, 
is  involved  in  mystery.  From  the  many  myths  and  tales  but 
few  reliable  facts  can  be  obtained.  That  powerful  tribes  once 
lived  beneath  the  shadow  of  theii'  heights,  once  hunted  these 
valleys,  not  only  tradition,  but  their  remains  attest.  But 
their  ancient  encampments,  their  favorite  retreats,  the  hills 
they  were  accustomed  to  ascend,  and  the  waters  they  dare 
fish,  are  unknown. 


INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  43 

The  highest  peaks  they  never  dared  ascend.  They  peo- 
pled these  mountains  with  bemgs  of  a  superior  rank,  who 
were  invisible  to  the  human  eye,  but  sometimes  indicated 
their  presence  by  tempests,  which  they  were  believed  to  con- 
trol with  absolute  authority.  The  ascent  they  deemed  not  only 
perilous,  but  impossible. 

And  to  one  who  has  visited  the  mountains,  and  heard  their 
singularly  loud  and  almost  deafening  echo,  the  fears  of  the 
superstitious  savages  may  not  seem  entirely  without  founda- 
tion. The  terrific  thunder-showers,  which  frequently  occur 
among  these  cliffs,  are  enough  to  startle  the  boldest.     To 

"  The  poor  Indian,  whose  untutored  mind 
Sees  God  in  clouds  and  hears  him  in  the  wind," 

these  storms  were  appalling  beyond  expression.  Trembling 
with  fright,  he  sees  the  evil  spirits  of  his  imagination,  on 
their  dark  black  clouds,  gathering  around  these  lofty  sum- 
mits, where 

"  Unusual  darkness  broods.  .  .  .  A  reddening  gloom, 

A  boding  silence  reigns 

Dread  through  the  dun  expanse  :  save  the  dull  sound, 
That  from  the  mountains,  previous  to  the  storm. 
Rolls  o'er  the  muttering  earth,  disturbs  the  flood, 
And  shakes  the  forest  leaf,  without  a  breath, 
'T  is  listening  fear,  and  dumb  amazement  all  ; 
When  to  the  startled  eye  the  sudden  glance 
Appears  —  eruptive  through  the  cloud. 
And  following  shower  in  explosion  vast. 
The  thunder  raises  his  tremendous  voice, 
******** 

Amid  Carnarvon's  mountains  rages  loud 
The  repercussive  roar  ;  with  mighty  crush. 
Into  the  flashing  deep,  from  the  rude  rocks 
Of  Penmanmaur  heaped  hideous  to  the  sky. 


44  INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

Tumble  the  smitten  cliffs  ;  and  Snowden's  peak, 
Dissolving,  instant  yields  his  wintry  load." 

Slides  must  have  occurred  before  the  ones  in  1826,  judg- 
ing from  appearances  of  the  mountains,  but  where,  or  how 
extensive,  we  know  not.  Traditions  of  these  existed,  un- 
doubtedly, among  the  Indians,  tending  greatly  to  increase 
their  fear  and  veneration.  The  suddenness  and  violence  of 
the  storms  they  had  themselves  witnessed,  and  the  exaggerated 
tradition  of  still  more  violent  ones  experienced  by  their  fath- 
ers, had  produced  a  fear  they  could  never  overcome.  Darby 
Field,  the  first  explorer  of  the  mountains,  not  only  could  not 
persuade  them  to  accompany  him 

"  To  those  mountains,  ■white  and  cold. 
Of  which  the  Indian  trapper  told. 
Upon  whose  summits  never  yet 
Was  mortal  foot  in  safety  set ;" 

but  they  were  most  earnest  in  their  entreaties  for  him  not  to 
undertake  the  daring  feat,  and  thus  so  stir  up  the  wrath  of  the 
Gods. 

A  tradition,  similar  to  what  has  been  found  to  exist  among 
most  savage  tribes,  concerning  a  deluge  having  once  over- 
spread the  land,  prevailed  among  the  Indians.  Every  human 
being  was  destroyed,  and  the  world  was  drjowned,  save  the 
White  Mountains,  where  a  single  powow  and  his  wife  retreated 
and  were  saved.  These  mountains  they  climbed,  found  pro- 
tection from  the  rising  water,  and  thus  preserved  the  race 
from  extermination. 

Suspended  at  immense  heights  over  the  precipii?es,  and  be- 
yond the  reach  of  human  hands,  the  Indians  saw  huge  car- 
buncles, which,  in  the  darkness  of  night,  shone  with  the  most 
brilliant  splendor. 

And  even  among  the  early  settlers,  vast  treasures,  guarded 


INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN    HISTORY.  45 

bj  evil  spirits,  were  supposed  to  be  bidden  among  tbe  hills. 
Says  Ethan  A.  Crawford :  ' '  I  recollect  a  number  of  years  ago, 
when  quite  a  boy,  some  persons  had  been  upon  the  hills,  and 
said  they  had  found  a  golden  treasure,  or  carbuncle,  wliich 
they  said  was  under  a  large-,  shelving  rock,  and  would  be  diffi- 
cult to  obtain,  for  they  might  fall  and  be  dashed  to  pieces. 
Moreover,  they  thought  it  was  guarded  by  an  evil  spirit,  sup- 
posing that  it  had  been  placed  there  by  the  Indians,  and  that 
they  had  killed  one  of  their  number,  and  left  him  to  guard  the 
'treasure ;  which  some  credulous,  superstitious  persons  believed, 
and  they  got  my  father  to  engage  to  go  and  search  for  it. 
Providing  themselves  with  everything  necessary  for  the  busi- 
ness, and  a  sufficient  number  of  good  men,  and  a  minister 
well  qualified  to  lay  the  evil  spirit,  they  set  out  in  good 
earnest  and  high  spirits,  anticipating  with  pleasure  how  rich 
they  should  be  in  coming  home  laden  with  gold ;  that  is,  if 
they  should  have  the  good  luck  to  find  it.  They  set  out,  and 
went  up  Dry  river,  and  had  hard  work  to  find  their  way 
through  the  thickets  and  over  the  hills,  where  they  made  dil- 
igent search  for  a  number  of  days,  with  some  of  the  former 
men  spoken  of  for  guides ;  but  they  could  not  find  the  place 
again,  nor  anything  that  seemed  to  be  like  it,  until,  worn  out 
with  fatigue  and  disappointment,  they  returned ;  and  never 
since,  to  my  knowledge,  has  any  one  found  that  wonderful 
place  again,  or  been  troubled  with  the  mountain  spirit." 

The  Indians  inhabiting  more  particularly  the  White 
Mountains,  were  the  Sokokies,  or  Pequawkets,  and  Anasa- 
gunticoolvs,  tribes  of  the  Abenakis.  Traces  of  their  ancient 
encampments  are  frequently  discovered  on  the  banks  of  the  riv- 
ers, and  near  the  ponds.  In  Conway,  near  the  homestead  of  my 
father,  pipes,  and  pieces  of  kettles,  of  a  soft  substance,  easily 
cut  with  a  knife,  and  of  a  whitish  color,  have  often  been  dis- 


46  INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

covered.  The  pipes  and  kettles  must  have  been  quite  large. 
On  Crocker's  point,  in  Conway,  formed  by  one  of  the  many 
turnings  and  bends  of  the  Saco  river,  guns  and  hatchets  were 
found,  in  former  years,  in  considerable  numbers. 

Further  down,  on  the  same  river,  on  what  is  known  as 
Merrill's  intervale,  are  indications  of  a  large  encampment. 
Fields,  embracing  acres,  where  the  Indians  formerly  raised 
corn,  are  clearly  marked  out.  Amid  the  growth  of  trees 
which  have  since  sprung  up,  the  corn-hills,  such  as  are  seen 
in  any  harvested  corn-field,  are  quite  distinctly  seen.  The 
older  settlers  say  that,  from  appearances,  the  first  growth  of 
trees  had  been  destroyed  by  "girdling"  them;  an  operation 
consisting  merely  in  peeling  the  bark  ofi"  entirely  round  the 
trees,  causing  them  to  decay  and  fall. 

Some  years  since,  in  Conway,  while  digging  the  cellar 
where  at  present  stands  the  house  of  a  Mr.  Furber,  the  per- 
fect skeleton  of  a  human  body  was  found  in  a  sitting  posture. 

•'  The  Indian,  when  from  life  released, 
Again  is  seated  with  his  friends. 
And  shares  again  the  joyous  feast." 

In  Ossipee  is  a  large  mound  of  earth,  forty-five  or  fifty 
feet  in  diameter,  perfectly  round,  and  about  ten  feet  high. 
It  is  one  hundred  rods  from  the  western  shore  of  Ossipee 
Lake,  in  a  large  meadow.  The  trees,  which  covered  this 
mound,  were  cut  oif  not  many  years  since,  the  stumps  of  some 
of  them  measuring  a  foot  in  diameter.  Extensive  excavations 
have  never  been  made  in  this  mound ;  and  yet,  there  have 
been  taken  from  it,  by  only  digging  from  the  top,  three 
entire  skeletons.  One  of  these  was  full-grown,  in  a  sitting 
posture,  with  a  piece  of  birch-bark  over  his  head.  Toma- 
hawks, and  many  pieces  of  coarse  earthen-ware,  have  been 


INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  47 

found  on  the  surrounding  meadow-  Corn-hills,  in  several 
directions,  were  distinctly  discernible  when  the  land  was 
first  cleared.  This  was  undoubtedly,  at  one  time,  the  resi- 
dence of  the  Indians. 

Not  far  from  this  mound  are  yet  to  be  seen  the  remains  of 
the  fort,  built  by  Lovewell,  on  his  way  to  fight  the  Pequaw- 
kets,  an  account  of  which  we  have  given  in  another  place. 
This  appears  to  have  been  only  palisaded,  or  a  stockade  fort. 
Its  eastern  face  fronted  the  lake,  and  was  situated  on  the  top 
of  a  small  bank,  near  the  river  which  here  empties  into  the 
lake.  At  the  north  and  south  ends  of  the  fort,  considerable 
excavations  of  earth  were  made,  resembling  cellars  in  size 
and  appearance.  A  ditch,  in  which  the  palisades  were  set, 
appears  to  have  run  round  the  whole  tract  which  the  fort 
contained,  which  was  about  an  acre. 

In  Fryburg  there  are  many  mounds  and  other  indications 
of  their  ancient  encampments.  At  one  place  there  the  mounds 
are  five  in  number,  and  situated  near  together.  The  princi- 
pal one  is  sixty  feet  in  circumference,  and  within  this  is  a 
smaller,  in  which  a  tree  of  considerable  size  formerly  stood. 
There  are  four  others,  extending  out  from  the  centre  one,  so 
as  to  form  eight  angles. 

Here  was  one  of  the  large  villages  of  the  Pequawkets. 
The  side  of  the  village  is  about  one  mile  and  a  half  west  from 
Love  well's  pond,  on  the  eastern  bank  of  the  Saco  river,  and 
nearly  two  miles  west  from  Fryburg  village  and  the  acad- 
emy. The  peculiarly  favorable  situation  of  this  spot  for  an 
Indian  encampment  we  have  spoken  of  in  another  place. 

The  Sokokies  were  originally  a  large  people,  but  became 
much  reduced  by  their  many  wars.  The  principal  residence 
of  their  sagamores  was  upon  Indian  island,  just  above  the 
Lower  Falls,  where  now  stands  Saco  village.     There  were 


48  INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

two  branches  of  the  tribe,  and  two  lodgments ;  one  at  Fry- 
burg,  which  we  have  referred  to,  and  the  other  at  Ossipee 
pond.  Here,  before  Philip's  war,  they  employed  English 
carpenters  and  built  a  strong  fort  of  timbers,  fourteen  feet  in 
height,  with  flankers,  intending  it  as  a  fortification  against 
the  Mohawks. 

Until  their  decided  overthrow  and  almost  annihilation  by 
Lovewellj  in  the  well-known  battle  of  Saco  pond,  an  account 
of  which  we  have  given  in  another  place,  the  Sokokis  were 
the  most  feared  of  all  the  northern  Indians.  The  mere  men- 
tion of  the  Pequawkets,  more  particularly,  would  have 
awakened  fear  in  the  heart  of  the  boldest  adventurer  in  the 
frontier  settlements,  and  frozen  the  blood  of  the  timid  with 
horror.  So  sudden  were  their  movements,  so  well  sustained 
and  so  indescribably  cruel  their  massacres,  that  the  English 
never  felt  safe  from  their  attacks ;  but  the  least  sound  heard 
through  the  still  night  was  interpreted  to  be  the  stealthy 
footsteps  of  the  Pequawkets ;  and  quick  came  the  breath,  and 
big  drops  of  sweat  oozed  out,  as  the  listener  lay  expecting 
each  moment  to  hear  their  shrill  war-whoop. 

This  tribe  appears  to  have  suffered,  in  common  with  all  the 
eastern  Indians,  by  the  terrible  sickness  which  desolated  New 
England  immediately  preceding  its  settlement  by  the  Eng- 
lish, so  startlingly  described  by  Morton,  in  his  New  English 
Canaan.  "  But  contrary  wise,  in  short  time  after,  the  hand 
of  God  fell  heavily  upon  them,  with  such  a  mortall  stroake, 
that  they  died  in  heaps,  as  they  lay  in  their  houses,  and  the 
living,  that  were  to  shift  for  themselves,  would  runne  away 
and  let  them  dy,  and  let  their  carkases  ly  above  the  ground 
without  buriall.  For,  in  a  place  where  many  inhabited,  there 
hath  been  but  one  left  alive  to  tell  what  became  of  the  rest ; 
the  living  being  (as  it  seems)  not  able  to  bury  the  dead. 


INCIDE:fTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  49 

They  were  left  for  crowes,  kites,  and  vermine,  to  prey  upon. 
And  the  bones  and  skulls,  upon  the  severall  places  of  their 
habitations,  in  that  forest  nere  the  Massachusetts,  it  seemed  to 
me  a  new-found  Golgotha." 

Mr.  Vines  and  his  companions,  who  partially  explored 
this  region  in  the  year  1616,  describe  the  natives  as  suffer- 
ing greatly,  not  only  from  the  ravages  of  the  pestilence,  but 
from  the  death  of  the  Bashaba,  or  chief  sachem,  whom  the 
Tarratines,  a  tribe  living  east  of  the  Penobscot,  had  attacked 
by  surprise,  and  destroyed  with  all  his  family.  '^  Great  dis- 
sensions had  immediately  followed  among  the  different  tribes, 
who  were  engaged  in  a  destructive  war  with  each  other,  when 
the  pestilence  made  its  appearance.  In  the  midst  of  these 
evils,  the  Englishmen  passed  with  safety  among  them,  and 
slept  in  their  cabins  without  suffering  from  the  contagion." 

Squando,  the  first  chief  of  this  tribe  mentioned,  was,  in 
the  language  of  Mather,  "a  strange,  enthusiastical  sag- 
amore." He  was  very  tall,  and  large  of  person,  dignified  in 
his  deportment,  impressive  in  his  address,  and  possessed  nat- 
urally of  great  strength  of  mind.  With  the  wild  supersti- 
tions of  the  savage  had  become  mingled,  in  his  mind,  the 
truths  of  Christianity,  which  he  had  learned  in  his  intercourse 
with  the  whites.  He  aspired  to  the  character  of  a  prophet, 
and  made  his  followers  believe  that  he  held  communion  with  the 
invisible  spirits.  God,  he  said,  in  the  form  of  a  tall  man  in 
dark  clothes,  had  appeared  to  him,  and  commanded  him  to 
worship  him  more  faithfully,  to  forbear  hunting  and  laboring 
on  the  Sabbath,  to  abstain  from  drinking  strong  liquors,  to 
pray,  to  attend  the  preaching  of  the  gospel,  and  had  made 
known  to  him  the  entire  extinction  of  the  English  by  the  In- 
dians in  a  few  years.  These  commands  he  is  said  to  have 
observed  strictly  for  a  long  time. 


60  INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

But  in  1675  came,  as  he  said,  the  fulfilment  of  the  latter 
part  of  his  vision.  And  the  solemn,  earnest  chief  wrought 
up  the  eastern  Indians,  by  revengeful  eloquence,  to  the  high- 
est pitch  of  excitement.  Josseljn  had  reported  that  young 
Indian  children  could  ''  swim  naturally,  striking  their  paws 
under  their  throat  like  a  dog,  and  not  spreading  their  arms 
as  we  do;  "  some  sailors,  to  prove  the  truth  of  the  assertion, 
had  overset  the  canoe  in  which  was  Squanders  wife  and  child. 
The  child  sank  rapidly,  and  was  only  saved  by  the  mother, 
who,  diving,  brought  it  up  alive.  Not  long  after,  the  child 
died,  and  its  death  was  imputed,  by  its  parents,  to  the  ill 
treatment  received.  ''  So  highly  did  this  exasperate  Squando, 
that  he  resolved  to  use  all  his  arts  and  influence  to  arouse  and 
inflame  the  Indians  against  the  settlers."  And  how  success- 
ful he  was,  the  annals  of  1675  and  1676  but  too  faithfully 
depict. 

Drake  thus  closes  his  account  of  this  chief:  "  He  was  a 
great  powow,  and  acted  in  concert  with  Madokawando.  These 
two  chiefs  are  said  to  be,  by  them  that  knew  them,  a  strange 
kind  of  moralized  savages  ;  grave  and  serious  in  their  speech 
and  carriage,  and  not  without  some  show  of  a  kind  of  religion, 
which  no  doubt  but  they  have  learned  from  the  prince  of 
darkness.  In  another  place,  Mr.  Hubbard  calls  him  an 
'  enthusiastical  or  rather  diabolical  miscreant,'  His  abilities 
in  war  gained  him  this  epithet." 

Assacumbuit,  of  all  the  chiefs  of  the  Sokokis,  was  the  most 
famous.  Unlike  Squando,  he  possessed  no  good  qualities. 
To  brutal  courage  he  added  a  turpitude  and  ferocity  unpar- 
alleled. Mather  tells  the  story  of  a  beautiful  little  girl, 
Thomasin  Rouse,  this  chief  had  kidnapped  from  her  parents. 
The  tears  of  the  little  captive  provoked  his  wrath,  and  his 
daily  practice  was  to  whip  the  poor  child  till  she  could  not 


INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN  HISTORY.  51 

stand.  One  day  she  had  been  beaten  by  him  till  he  sup- 
posed her  dead,  when  she  was  kicked  into  the  water  and  left. 
The  poor  girl  was  rescued  by  a  kinder  Indian,  and  after- 
wards restored  to  her  parents.  Mather  says,  in  conclusion  : 
"  This  Assacumbuit  hath  killed  and  taken  in  this  war  (they 
tell  me),  one  hundred  and  fifty  men,  women  and  children. 
A  bloody  devil." 

He  became,  by  his  demoniac  cruelties,  not  only  the  dread 
of  the  English,  but  incurred  the  intense  hatred  of  the  In- 
dians by  his  arrogance  and  pride.  He  always  carried  a  huge 
club,  on  which  were  notches  denoting  the  number  of  English 
he  had  killed.  He  was  particularly  attached  to  the  French, 
and  under  some  of  their  leaders  won  great  renown.  And  so 
highly  did  the  French  esteem  their  ally  that  in  1705  Vau- 
dreuil  sent  him  to  France.  Here  he  was  an  object  of  great 
curiosity.  At  "Versailles  he  was  introduced  to  Louis  XIV., 
surrounded  by  his  splendid  court.  The  king  presented  him 
with  a  beautiful  sword,  the  undaunted  chieftain  remarking, 
as  he  held  out  his  hand  to  receive  it,  '•  This  hand  has  slain 
one  hundred  and  forty  of  your  majesty's  enemies  in  New 
England."  This  so  pleased  the  king  that  he  knighted  him, 
and  commanded  a  pension  of  eight  livres  a  day  to  be  allowed 
him  for  life.  On  his  return  to  America,  he  wore  upon  his 
breast  the  insignia  of  his  knighthood  displayed  in  large  letters. 

He  was  so  "exalted  that  he  treated  his  countrymen  in  the 
most  haughty  and  arrogant  manner,  murdering  one  and  stab- 
bing another,  which  so  exasperated  those  of  their  relations, 
that  they  sought  revenge,  and  would  have  instantly  executed 
it,  but  that  he  fled"  for  protection  to  the  French.  Still  faith- 
ful to  his  former  masters,  he  accompanied  Rouville  in  his 
attack  upon  Haverhill. 


62  INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

"  Quiet  and  calm,  without  a  fear 
Of  danger  darkly  lurking  near. 
The  weary  laborer  left  his  plough, 
The  milk-maid  carolled  by  her  cow  ; 
From  cottage  door  and  household  hearth 
Rose  songs  of  praise,  or  tones  of  mirth. 
At  length  the  murmur  died  away, 
And  silence  on  that  village  lay. 

A  yell,  the  dead  might  wake  to  hear. 
Swelled  on  the  night  air,  far  and  clear  ; 
Then  smote  the  Indian  tomahawk 
On  crashing  door  and  shattering  lock  ; 
Then  rang  the  rifle-shot — and  then 
The  shrill  death-scream  of  stricken  men  ; 
Sunk  the  red  axe  in  woman's  brain. 
And  childhood's  cry  arose  in  vain. 
•  Bursting  through  roof  and  window  came 

Red,  fast,  and  fierce,  the  kindled  flame  ; 
And  blended  fire  and  moonlight  glared 
Over  dead  corse  and  weapons  bared." 

Assacumbuit,  in  this  attack,  fought  by  the  side  of  Rouville; 
and  performed  prodigies  of  valor  with  the  sword  that  had 
been  presented  him  by  the  King  of  France.  In  the  retreat 
he  was  wounded  in  the  foot. 

Whittier  has  so  beautifully  described  the  burial  of  one  of 
the  chiefs  of  the  Sokokis,  that  w^e  can  but  give  it  here.  Po- 
lan  was  a  chief  that  lingered  around  the  hunting-grounds  of 
his  fathers  after  the  majority  of  his  tribe  had  removed  to 
Canada.  He  was  an  inveterate  enemy  of  the  settlers,  shrewd, 
subtle,  and  brave.  He  was  killed  in  a  skirmish  at  Windham, 
on  Sebago  lake,  in  the  spring  of  1756.  After  the  white  men 
had  retired,  the  surviving  Indians  ''  swayed"  or  bent  down  a 
young  tree,  until  its  roots  were  turned  up,  placed  the  body 
of  their  chief  beneath  them,  and  then  released  the  tree  to 
spring  back  to  its  former  position. 


INCIDENTS  IN  WHITE  MOUNTAIN  HISTORY.  53 


**  Scarce  have  the  death-shot  echoes  died 
Along  Sebago's  wooded  side  ; 

And  silent  now  the  hunters  stand, 
Grouped  darkly,  where  a  swell  of  land 
Slopes  upward  from  the  lake's  white  sand. 

Fire  and  the  axe  have  swept  it  bare. 
Save  one  lone  beech,  unclosing  there 
Its  light  leaves  in  the  April  air. 

With  grave,  cold  looks,  all  sternly  mute. 
They  break  the  damp  turf  at  its  foot. 
And  bare  its  coiled  and  twisted  root. 

They  heave  the  stubborn  trunk  aside. 
The  firm  roots  from  the  earth  divide - 
The  rent  beneath  yawns  dark  and  wide. 

And  there  the  fallen  chief  is  laid, 
In  tasselled  garb  of  skins  arrayed. 
And  girdled  with  his  wampum  braid. 

The  silver  cross  he  loved  is  pressed 
Beneath  the  heavy  arms,  which  rest 
Upon  his  scarred  and  naked  breast. 

'T  is  done  ;  the  roots  are  backward  sent. 
The  beechen  tree  stands  up  unbent  — 
-  The  Indian's  fitting  monument !  " 

•Chocorua,  another  of  the  chiefs  who  remained  after  his 
tribe  had  left  the  country,  has  given  his  name  to  one  of  the 
peaks  on  the  extreme  boundary  of  the  White  Mountains.  It 
is  a  singularly-shaped  mountain,  its  top  rising  up  like  a  tower 
crowned  by  turrets  at  its  corners.  To  the  south  ihe  ascent 
of  the  summit  is  perpendicular,  rising  up  smooth  rock  some 
hundred  feet. 

5* 


54  INCIDENTS    IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

To  this,  tradition  says,  Chocorua  had  retreated,  pursued  by 
a  miserable  white  hunter.  To  the  highest  point  he  had 
climbed,  and  there  he  stood  unarmed,  while  below,  and  within 
gunshot,  stood  his  pursuer.  Chocorua  besought  the  hunter 
not  to  kill  him.  He  plead  his  friendliness  to  the  whites,  and 
the  harmless,  scattered  condition  of  his  few  followers.  But 
the  hardened  hunter  was  unmoved ;  the  price  of  his  scalp  was 
too  tempting ;  gold  plead  stronger  than  the  poor  Indian.  See- 
ing that  he  should  avail  nothing,  the  noble  chieftain,  raising 
himself  up,  stretched  forth  his  arms,  and  called  upon  the  Gods 
of  his  fathers  to  curse  the  land.  Then,  casting  a  defiant 
glance  at  his  pursuer,  he  leaped  from  the  brink  of  the  preci- 
pice on  the  south  side  to  the  rocks  below.  And  to  this  day, 
saj  the  inhabitants,  a  malignant  disease  has  carried  off  the 
cattle  that  they  have  attempted  rearing  around  this  mountain. 

The  Anasagunticooks,  originally  a  numerous  and  powerful 
tribe,  claimed  dominion  of  the  waters  and  territories  of  the 
river  Androscoggin,  or,  as  it  was  formerly  called,  Amaris- 
coggan;  meaning  "banks  of  a  river  abounding  in  dried 
meat." 

They  were  a  warlike  people.  No  tribe  was  less  inter- 
rupted in  their  privileges  of  fishing  and  fowling ;  and  yet 
none  were  more  uniformly  and  bitterly  hostile  towards  the 
colonists.  Tarumkin,  Warumbee  and  Hagkins,  their  saga- 
mores, were  brave  men ;  but  the  tribes  wasted  away  during 
the  wars,  and,  in  1747,  they  were  unable  to  muster  more  thSLn 
one  hundred  and  sixty  warriors  fit  to  march.  With  the  Pe- 
quawkets  they  early  retired  to  St.  Francois,  in  Canada.  A 
few,  however,  remained  lingering  around  their  ancient 
encampments.  Till  w^ithin  a  few  years,  small  encampments 
of  three  or  four  lodges  would  be  found  occasionally  where 
game  was  plenty,  or  they  could  obtain  easily  the  material  to 


INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  55 

construct  their  baskets  and  other  trinkets.  They  -were  very 
harmless  and  inoffensive,  and  always  bore  about  them  an  air 
of  dejection  and  sadness.  But  within  a  few  years  they  have 
almost  entirely  disappeared,  and  an  Indian  is  now  seldom 
seen. 

The  Hon.  Enoch  Lincoln  took  great  interest  in  the  few  In- 
dians remaining  around  the  White  Mountains  and  the  lakes.' 
When  governor  of  the  State  of  Maine,  he  visited  one  Natal- 
luck,  who  had  built  a  hut,  and  was  residing  with  his  daughter, 
on  the  shores  of  the  Umbagog.  The  old  chief  had  become 
blind,  and  depended  almost  entirely  upon  his  young  daughter 
for  support.  Warmly  did  he  welcome  the  governor,  however, 
and  many  were  the  excursions  they  made  over  the  lake  in  the 
birch  canoe  of  the  Indian,  paddled  by  the  blind  old  chief 
He  remained  a  number  of  days,  sharing  with  the  chief  all  the 
rude  accommodations  of  his  wigwam. 

In  Governor  Lincoln's  younger  days  I  well  remember 
visiting  with  him  an  encampment  of  six  or  seven  Indians,  who 
were  residing  near  Fryburg.  Many  were  the  myths  and 
tales  told  us,  one  of  which  I  distinctly  recollect.  An  Indian 
had  been  drowned.  The  search  for  him  had  been  long  and 
close,  but  no  traces  of  his  body  had  yet  been  discovered. 
One  bright  starlight  night,  as  they  were  setting  out  upon 
their  last  search,  the  moon  rose,  and  said  to  them,  '•'  I  will 
aid  you.  By  my  light  you  shall  find  your  dead  brother. 
My  bright  beams  shall  point  out  his  hiding-place."  Many 
other  stories  were  related  by  the  intelligent  squaw. 

After  one  of  the  bloody  engagements,  in  which  the  Indians 
had  taken  part,  an  English  officer  was  wandering  over  the 
field  where  the  encounter  had  taken  place.  As  he  passed 
among  the  dead,  he  noticed,  lying  near  the  body  of  a  stalwart 
savage,  the  dead  body  of  a  beautiful  squaw.     From  appear- 


56  INCIDENTS  IN   WniTE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

ance,  the  affectionate  wife  had  sought  her  husband  amid 
the  heaps  of  slain,  and  had  perished  in  his  embrace.  As  he 
turned  to  leave  the  spot,  he  espied  —  what  before  had  escaped 
his  notice  —  two  little  black  ejes,  smilingly  peeping  at  him 
from  behind  its  mother.  On  examining,  he  found  a  little 
pappoose  strapped  to  its  mother's  back.  There  it  lay,  a 
beautiful  little  infant,  its  sparkling  eyes  looking  him  directly 
in  the  face,  all  unconscious  of  its  dreadful  situation.  As  he 
stood  watching  the  little  creature,  a  brutal  soldier  rushed  up, 
and,  ere  he  could  be  prevented,  struck  the  little  Indian  on  the 
head  with  his  gun,  instantly  killing  it. 

A  curious  marriage  custom  also  prevailed  among  these  In- 
dians. The  claims  of  rivals  to  the  hand  of  the  beautiful 
squaws  was  decided,  not  by  the  more  modern  practice  of  pis- 
tols and  powder,  but  by  hard  fist-fights  ;  the  coveted  beauty 
acting  as  umpire,  and  deciding  on  the  merits  of  her  lovers. 
At  a  time  when  some  officers  and  soldiers  were  quartered  in 
the  region,  it  was  noised  abroad  that  a  battle  was  to  take 
place  between  two  Indians,  to  see  which  of  them  should  be 
entitled  to  the  hand  of  a  captivating  young  squaw,  who  had 
stolen  the  affections  of  both.  As  such  a  thing  seldom  took 
place,  it  was  determined  to  make  the  most  of  it,  and  accord- 
ingly the  officers  persuaded  the  Indians  to  have  their  contest 
in  the  fort.     The  fort,  by  the  way,  was  an  inhabited  log  house. 

The  officers  and  soldiers  arran2!;ed  themselves  around  the 
room ;  the  children  of  the  family  occupying  the  house  fled 
to  the  chamber,  to  look  down  through  the  cracks  in  the  floor 
upon  the  combatants,  and  the  middle  of  the  room  was  left 
clear  for  the  scuffle.  Like  some  ancient  Goddess,  the  dark- 
skinned  beauty  was  hoisted  on  a  table,  and  seated  on  a  box,  to 
watch  the  contention  of  her  lovers.  All  being  ready,  the 
young  Indians  entered.     An  older  Indian  stripped  them  of 


INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE    MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  57 

all  weapons,  that  they  might  not  take  life  in  the  heat  of  their 
passions.  Being  thus  prepared,  on  a  given  signal  they  rush 
upon  each  other  with  all  their  strength.  In  Indian  fashion, 
they  seize,  with  an  iron  grasp,  each  other  by  the  hair,  and, 
according  to  our  narrator,  "  pulled,  twitched,  and  jerked  one 
another  about  the  room  with  all  their  might,  till,  at  last,  one 
being  a  little  stronger  than  the  other,  smashed  him  violently 
against  the  cellar-door,  so  that  both  went  through  and  struck 
upon  the  bottom,  holding  their  grasp  till  the  fall."  On  the 
return  of  the  poor  fellows  from  the  cellar,  the  squaw  chose 
for  her  husband  the  strongest. 


CHAPTER     IV. 

coos   COUNTY. 

coos   AS  A    FARMING   COUNTY.  —  THE   OPINION   OF   HON.    ISAAC     HILL. DK. 

DWIGHT'S     account     OF      THE      CLIMATE. THE      MANY     AND      PECULIAR 

SHAPES   OF    TOWNS. KILKENNY. PILOT     ANDWILLARD     MOUNTAINS. 

STORY     OF     WILLARD    AND    HIS    DOG. RANDOLPH. EXTENSIVE     VIEWS 

FROM     RANDOLPH. ASCENT      OF      MOUNT     JEFFERSON. GREAT     DANGER 

IN  A   STORM. VIEW   FROM  JEFFERSON.  JEFFERSON. BEAUTIFUL   SITU- 
ATION   OF     JEFFERSON. BROTHERS    GLINES. COLONEL    WHIPPLE. HIS 

YEARLY    VISIT   TO    PORTSMOUTH.  STORY   LLUSTRATING   HIS    CARE    OF    HIS 

TOWNSMEN. HIS     CAPTURE    BY    THE    INDIANS,    AND    ESCAPE. MR.    GO- 
THAM.   THE   IMPORTANCE   OF   THE    DISCOVERY    OF   THE   NOTCH. NASH's 

DISCOVERY  OF  THE  PASS. GOV.  WENTWORTH. GETTING  A  HORSE  THROUGH 

THE    DEFILE.  SAWYER. "  SAWYER'S  ROCK." MOUNTAIN  CARRIAGES. 

— BARREL  OF  TOBACCO.  BARREL  OF  RUM. CUTTING  THE  ROAD  THROUGH 

THE    NOTCH.  —  hart's    LOCATION. 

Coos  is  a  habitable  county  in  the  northern  part  of  New 
Hampshire,  meaning  crooked;  and  Coos  was  the  Indian 
name  of  the  Connecticut  river,  near  Lancaster.  It  is  neither 
too  mountainous  to  be  cultivated,  nor  too  sterile  to  be  produc- 
tive. It  is  not  covered  with  perpetual  snow ;  and,  though  its 
climate  is  somewhat  cold  in  winter,  its  inhabitants  are  healthy 
and  long-lived.  We  know  that  this  is  not  the  opinion  which 
has  been  formed  in  the  minds  of  most  in  respect  to  it.  A 
shudder  will  almost  involuntarily  creep  over  one  as  he  thinks 
of  the  barren,  inhospitable  regions  north  of  the  White  Moun- 
tains.    Along  its  rivers  are  beautiful  intervals,  and  on  its 


INCIDENTS  IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN    HISTORY.  59 

uplands  are  the  finest  wheat-farms  in  New  England.  Said 
the  late  Hon.  Isaac  Hill:  "  Prompted  by  an  ardent  curiosity 
to  learn  locations,  and  duly  estimate  the  value  of  that  part  of 
the  north  which  has  been  passed  by  as  scarcely  fit  for  settle- 
ment, I  made  my  way  through  the  northernly  part  of  Ver- 
mont, into  the  Canada  townships,  to  the  Indian  stream 
country,  and  down  through  New  Hampshire,  during  the  past 
summer.  I  was  surprised  at  the  extent  and  value  of  this 
whole  country  for  farming  purposes.  I  believe  the  tract  of 
country  for  one  hundred  miles  south  of  the  forty-fifth  degree 
eastward  of  Lake  Champlain,  over  Vermont  and  New 
Hampshire,  through  the  whole  extent  of  Maine  to  the  Bay 
of  Fundy  and  the  sea,  to  be  the  most  valuable  tract  of  land 
in  New  England.  The  Canada  townships,  of  ten  miles 
further  north,  are  splendid;  Stanstead  may  be  taken  as  a 
sample.  The  best  township  of  Vermont  is  said  to  be  Derby, 
lying  side  by  side  of  it.  The  cattle  and  the  productions  of 
these  two  towns  are  all  on  a  larger  scale  than  we  find  down 
south.  Both  in  the  Canada  townships,  and  within  our  own 
limits,  there  are  thousands  on  thousands  of  acres  of  beautiful 
lands,  covered  with  the  heaviest  and  most  valuable  timber,  yet 
to  be  taken  up.  The  climate  here,  most  conducive  to  health  and 
long  life,  should  be  regarded  as  no  obstacle  to  the  settler.  The 
railroads  are  destined  to  make  every  standing  tree  valuable. 
Tllfe  splendid  growth  need  not  to  be  cut  down,  girdled  or 
wasted,  upon  these  lands.  Upon  this  region  the  snow,  falling 
in  November,  sometimes  covers  the  ground  till  May.  Con- 
trary to  my  previous  expectations,  I  am  led  to  consider  this 
annual  covering  a  benefit  rather  than  an  injury.  It  gives  a 
time  for  active  business  to  all  who  have  a  desire  to  stir  about. 
There  the  winter  is  the  gayest  and  most  desirable  season. 
Clothed  with  its  white  covering,  the  ground   is   generally 


60  INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

preserved  from  deep  frost,  and  the  spring  opens  as  a  continued 
summer  for  the  growth  of  vegetation." 

Dr.  D wight,  in  his  travels,  has  also  remarked  the  beneficial 
effect  of  the  snow  upon  the  ground,  preventing  it  from 
freezing  deeply,  and  protecting  it  from  much  frost.  The 
season  of  vegetation  directly  north  of  the  mountains  is  con- 
sequently as  long,  and  in  some  spots  longer  than  in  places 
much  further  south;  and  the  climate  of  the  towns  lying 
under  the  mountains  on  the  north,  he  says,  is  as  mild  and 
pleasant  as  many  towns  in  the  southern  part  of  the  state. 
The  south-east  winds  are  entirely  checked,  or  so  elevated  by 
their  passage  over  the  mountains,  as  not  to  be  felt  by  the 
towns  skirting  the  northern  side ;  while  the  north-west  winds, 
rebounding  upon  themselves,  produce  an  entire  calm.  This 
corresponds  well  with  the  facts ;  the  climate  of  Lancaster  and 
Jefferson  is  mild  and  warm  compared  with  many  towns  on  the 
southern  side. 

"  But  nothing  could  surprise  me  again."  writes  an  eminent 
English  traveller,  ' '  after  having  been  told  one  day  in  New 
Hampshire,  when  seated  on  a  rock  in  the  midst  of  the  wild 
woods,  far  from  any  dwelling,  that  I  was  in  the  exact  centre 
of  the  town. 

"  '  God  made  the  country,  and  man  made  the  town,'  sang 
the  poet  Cowper ;  and  I  can  well  imagine  how  the  village 
pupils  must  be  puzzled  until  the  meaning  of  this  verse  'has 
been  expounded  to  them  by  the  schoolmaster."  Most  truly 
some  very  queer-shaped  towns  has  man  made  among  these 
mountains,  and  quite  a  learned  schoolmaster  we  think  it 
would  take  to  find  the  centre  of  many  of  them.  There  is  a 
Chinese  puzzle,  consisting  of  a  box  and  seven  or  eight  differ- 
ent-shaped pieces,  triangles,  squares,  parallelograms,  which 
can  be  put  into  hundreds  of  different  and  very  odd  shapes. 


INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN    HISTORY.  61 

We  think  the  first  surveyors  must  have  studied  deeply  this 
puzzle,  and,  with  the  many  queer  figures  still  floating  in 
their  brain,  laid  out  these  towns.  How  else  to  account  for  their 
shape  we  know  not.  We  do  not  think  they  could  be  ascribed 
to  political  purposes,  as  many  queer-shaped  towns  and  districts 
have  been ;  for  Farmer,  speaking  of  them  even  so  lately  as 
1823,  does  not  seem  to  think  them  worthy  of  much  political 
anxiety.  He  says,  speaking  of  the  inhabitants,  ' '  They  are 
poor,  and,  for  aught  that  appears  to  the  contrary,  must  always 
remaui  so,  as  they  may  be  deemed  actual  trespassers  on  that 
part  of  creation,  destined  by  its  author  for  the  residence  of 
bears,  wolves,  moose,  and  other  animals  of  the  forest !  " 
This  description  applies  more  particularly  to  Kilkenny,  the 
most  irregular  of  the  many  irregular  townships.  It  is  in 
the  form  of  a  triangle  surmounted  by  a  parallelogram  many 
miles  in  length,  but  hardly  a  mile  in  width.  Its  northern 
boundary,  the  base  of  the  triangle,  lies  amid  the  rich  interval 
land  of  which  we  have  been  speaking  in  the  beginning  of  this 
chapter,  while  the  opposite  extremity  of  the  town  is  located 
upon  the  mountains,  many  miles  south  in  the  locations. 
Pilot  and  Willard  Mountains  cover  a  large  part  of  the  town, 
affording  some  fine  farms  along  their  base,  and  higher  up 
excellent  grazing  land.  They  were  so  named  from  a  hunter 
and  his  dog.  A  bold,  hardy  class  of  adventurers,  similar  to 
the  first  pioneers  of  the  Western  States,  "seem  to  have  hunted 
and  lived  around  these  mountains  many  years  previous  to 
their  first  permanent  settlement.  Their  particular  history, 
who  or  what  they  were,  beyond  their  name,  and  one  or  two 
isolated  facts,  it  is  impossible  to  learn.  Hardly  a  town  but 
contains  some  stream  or  mountain  bearing  their  name.  Some- 
times we  find  two  living  together,  but  not  often. 
•     6  . 


62  INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

•'  Alone,  (how  glorious  to  be  free  !) 
My  good  clog  at  my  side, 
My  rifle  hanging  on  my  arm, 
I  range  the  forests  wide. 
*        *        *        * 

Now  track  the  mountain  stream,  to  find 
The  beaver's  lurking-place." 

This  Willard  had  j^itched  his  tent  on  the  eastern  side  of 
the  most  northerly  mountains,  and  set  his  traps  on  the 
streams  around.  He  was  a  stranger,  entirely  unacquainted 
with  the  region,  and  for  a  time  must  depend  upon  the  game 
he  already  had  in  his  camj)  for  subsistence.  In  his  explora- 
tions he  one  day  became  confused,  and  at  last  completely 
lost.  He  knew  not  whether  to  turn  to  the  right  or  left. 
There  was  nothing  to  direct  him,  or  give  him  any  stand-point 
from  which  iie  might  shape  his  course.-  If  he  climbed  trees 
he  could  hardly  see  over  the  tops  of  the  surrounding  ones ; 
or  if  he  scaled  the  "  mountain- top, 

*'  And  (solitude  profound  !) 
Not  even  a  woodman's  smoke  curls  up 
Within  the  horizon's  bound." 

For  two*  or  three  days  he  wandered  thus  until  he  was 
nearly  famished.  At  last  he  bethought  him  of  his  dog,  and 
he  was  gone ;  and  be  recollected  that  each  day  at  such  a  time 
he  had  left  him,  and  after  being  gone  a  short  time  would 
return.  Impatiently  he  now  waited  his  return,  and,  giving 
up  the  search,  on  the  following  day,  guided  by  his  dog,  he 
reached  his  camp,  not  far  from  which  he  had  been  wandering. 

Randolph,  adjoining  Kilkenny  on  the  east,  was  granted  to 
one  John  Durand,  of  London,  in  the  year  1Y72.  It  bore 
the  name  of  its  proprietor  till  the  year  1824,  when  it  was 


INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN    HISTOKY.  63 

changed  to  Randolph.  Its  southern  boundary  is  far  up  on 
Mount  Madison.  The  views  of  the  whole  mountain  group 
are  the  best  from  this  town  that  can  be  had.  From 'Randolph 
Hill,  Madison,  Jefferson,  and  Adams,  can  be  seen  entire 
from  base  to  summit.  The  hill  is  not  many  miles  from  the 
Glen  House,  and  it  is  now  a  favorite  resort  of  visitors,  as  in 
fact  many  eminences  in  this  town  are  for  their  extensive 
prospects.  Adams,  as  seen  from  its  northern  side,  resembles 
an  extinct  volcano.  But  few  ever  ascend  these  peaks ;  the 
ambition  of  most  travellers  being  satisfied  with  ascending 
Mount  Washington.  "We  accidentally  have  found,  in  the 
Portland  Transcript,  an  account  of  a  party  who  ascended 
several  years  since,  which  we  copy  at  length. 

'•  We  had  all  the  while  determined  on  ascending  the 
northern  part  of  the  range  to  Mount  Jefferson,  partly  on 
account  of  its  superior  wildnaes  and  grandeur,  and  partly 
because  of  the  exceedingly  few  visitants  to  this  place,  com- 
pared with  those  to  Mount  Washington — the  facilities  for 
reaching  the  latter  being  so  much  greater,  and  the  curiosity 
of  the  traveller  not  sufiiciently  strong  to  induce  him  to  take 
the  necessary  toil  for  the  former.  The  difference  in  the 
height  of  the  two  is  barely  more  than  nominal.  The  view, 
too,  is  said  to  be  better  from  Jefferson ;  and,  in  our  scale  of 
estimation,  the  great  ones,  whose  names  these  summits  bear, 
stand  on  the  same  parallel.  One  wielded  the  sword,  the  other 
the  pen.  One  prepared  the  way,  spread  the  segis ;  the 
other  laid  the  platform  on  which  to  rear  a  nation's  indepen- 
dence. 

"  We  were  informed  by  our  guide,  when  we  commenced  the 
toilsome  ascent,  that  one  third  of  the  mountains  was  hidden 
in  clouds  ;  the  truth  of  which  was  afterwards  realized.  The 
weather  was  warm  and  salubrious,  with  a  gentle  breeze  from 


04  INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

the  north-west.  We  had  advanced  about  half  a  mile,  when 
the  roar  of  the  Moose  and  its  tributaries,  leaping  down  the 
mountain's  declivity,  broke  upon  our  ear. 

"In  the  vicinity  of  these  streams  tlie  eye  is  greeted  with 
many  pleasing  cascades.  We  had  proceeded  about  a  mile  up 
the  ascent,  when  we  came  into  a  mist,  which,  as  we  advanced, 
grew  into  a  shower  of  rain,  that  continued  the  whole  day. 
Twice  we  held  council  whether  to  proceed  or  abandon  the 
pursuit;  but,  on  being  assured  the  wind  was  north-west, 
which  we  had  been  led  to  doubt  in  consequence  of  the 
reigning  storm,  we  pushed  on. 

"  We  had  now  ascended  to  the  colder  regions,  which  very 
sharply  reproved  me  for  my  imprudence  in  the  morning : 
for,  though  I  had  taken  thick  clothing,  the  weather  was  so 
warm  when  we  started,  I  concluded  to  travel  thinly  clad. 
Nor  could  we  at  the  time  define  the  sudden  changes  of  weather 
from  fair  to  foul,  together  with  the  duration  of  the  storm ; 
and,  what  was  the  most  singular  phenomenon  of  all,  while  we 
were  enshrouded  in  fog,  and  drenched  to  the  skin  in  rain,  we 
could  look  back  to  the  spot  from  which  we  had  started,  and, 
far  around  as  the  eye  could  see,  behold  beautiful  sunshine  as 
ever  lighted  up  the  face  of  the  earth ;  houses  dry ;  yellow 
fields  of  corn  waving  in  the  western  breeze,  and  rivers  spark- 
ling in  beams  of  light.  This  was  at  first  a  mystery ;  but 
solved  by  recurring  to  a  few  simple  principles.  We  are  in- 
formed by  philosophers  that  certain  great  natural  conductors 
of  electricity  disturb  the  clouds  and  tend  to  produce  rain,  as 
proof  of  which  the  Andes  are  cited,  in  some  parts  of  which 
it  rains  almost  constantly.  It  is  a  fact,  too,  that  when  two 
clouds  of  difierent  temperature  meet,  the  one  colder  than  the 
other,  rain  is  produced.  It  is  further  a  fact,  that  vapor, 
passing  from  a  warmer  to  a  colder  region,  will  be  condensed 


INCIDENTS  IN  WHITE  MOUNTAIN  HISTORY.  65 

and  fall  in  drops.  There  is  vapor  in  the  atmosphere  ordi- 
narily, and  at  the  time  of  which  ^ye  are  writing  it  must  have 
been  increased  in  consequence  of  the  exceedingly  warm 
weather  and  the  heated  state  of  the  earth's  surface.  Borne 
rapidly  forward  by  the  breeze,  in  its  ascent  to  pass  the  mount, 
it  met  the  embrace  of  a  colder  atmosphere.  This  and  the 
other  causes  cited,  no  doubt,  had  conspired  to  give  us  a 
thorouo;h  drenchinor. 

''  The  majority  of  our  number,  to  avoid  cold  and  wind,  had 
determined  to  go  around  a  mile  out  of  the  way  to  ascend  on 
the  eastern  side,  against  which  we  protested,  till  courtesy 
dictated  we  should  yield,  then  making  a  minority  report  that 
they  little  understood  the  character  of  the  mountains,  the 
right  of  which  experience  proved  too  sadly ;  for  a  part  of  the 
way  was  so  steep,  we  were  obliged,  by  the  aid  of  shrubs,  to 
draw  ourselves  up  by  our  hands.  We  then  retraced  and 
travelled  on  till  we  arrived  above  the  growth,  which  begins 
heavy  at  the  base,  gradually  declining  in  size  and  height  to 
a  shrub,  from  this  to  a  moss,  and  all  beyond  is  naked  rock. 
'  "  We  had  thought  to  reach  the  summit  that  night,  but  the 
sun  was  now  not  more  than  half  an  hour  high,  and  we  were 
obliged  to  travel  back  to  the  growth,  where  we  erected  a  kind 
of  Indian  camp,  covered  with  boughs  and  moss,  to  serve  us 
for  shelter.  We  then  prepared  to  make  a  fire,  when  to  our 
astonishment  our  guide  had  but  six  matches,  and  those  he  had 
carried  in  the  wet  all  day.  By  means  of  an  old  spike,  he 
had  already  struck  the  fourth,  which  failed  to  ignite.  I  then 
warned  him  of  his  folly,  of  the  misery  he  had  brought  upon 
us,  and  in  desperation  told  him,  outright,  if  he  missed  the 
others,  I  was  resolved  to  kill  him  on  the  spot. 

"  A  more  deplorable  situation  cannot  well  be  imagined. 
Night  had  almost  approached.     We  could  not  find  our  way 
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66  INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

off  the  mount.  If  we  attempted  it  we  must  be  dashed  to 
pieces  over  some  tremendous  crag.  At  an  elevation  of  five 
thousand  feet,  cold  and  wet,  with  clouds  above  and  below,  in 
the  midst  of  rain,  and  an  atmosphere  like  the  last  days  of 
December ;  if  we  went  back  we  must  die,  if  we  staid  where 
we  were  we  must  freeze  to  death. 

"  We  then  summoned  all  our  prudence,  succeeded  in 
getting  some  dry  wood,  by  divesting  a  dead  tree  of  its  wet 
outside,  with  a  hatchet,  and  our  guide  ordering  us,  five  in 
number,  to  sit  down  in  a  ring  to  break  ofi"  the  wind,  taking 
oflF  his  hat  and  placing  in  it  some  birch  which  we  had  fortu- 
nately taken  for  buckets,  struck  his  fifth  match,  which  also 
failed.  The  sixth  took,  and  firing  the  birch  we  added  the 
wood,  when  he  began  to  be  alarmed  for  his  hat,  which  we 
withheld  from  him  till  it  was  nearly  burned  to  a  scrap.  We 
then  cut  some  fir-trees,  which  kept  us  a  good  fire,  and  we  got 
partially  dry.  A  longer  night  I  never  experienced,  and  I 
never  wish  to  again.  Our  guides  by  this  time  had  become 
chagrined  and  almost  inexorable,  the  one  having  lost  his  hat, 
and  the  other  his  tobacco,  which  threw  him  into  such  a  fever, 
he  openly  said  he  would  return  in  the  morning,  and  never 
visit  that  mountain  again.  *  *  *  One  of  our  party  com- 
plained in  the  night  that  a  flea  had  bitten  him,  and  asked  how 
he  supposed  he  came  there.  He  tauntingly  replied,  '  Just  such 
a  fool  as  we  were  —  came  up  to  look  off! '  His  sanguine  tem- 
per was  now  irritated  to  the  pitch  which  bordered  on  wilful 
absurdity.  He  pronounced  a  curse  upon  the  little  roof  that 
had  sheltered  us  through  the  inclement  night,  and  carried  it 
into  execution  next  day  by  setting  fire  to  it  on  our  return. 

''  Not  ten  rods  from  our  camp  there  was  a  mountain  ravine, 
a  steep  of  two  or  three  hundred  feet,  and  it  was  terrible  to 
stand  upon  the  brink,  and  see  the  clouds  beneath  you,  pass 


INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN  HISTORY.  67 

through  like  winged  messengers  of  the  storm.  Ere  morning 
it  cleared  away ;  the  stars  shone  out,  the  moon  reflected  on  the 
hills,  dawn  threw  forth  his  gray  twilight  from  the  east, 
'  shadow,  nursed  by  night,'  began  to  retire  from  the  moun- 
tain's brow,  we  resumed  our  march,  and  reached  the  summit 
in  time  to  see  the  sun  rise. 

"  Strange  majesty !  You  stand  upon  that  flinty  cap,  with 
feelings  that  you  are  not  of  this  earth.  Exalted  to  the  third 
heavens,  you  seem  almost  in  the  very  presence  of  Deity. 
Looking  down  on  the  habitations  of  men,  the  soul  reels  with 
th^  giddy  height  of  so  vast  an  elevation.  The  brain  grows 
wild  at  the  awful  prospect.  Ten  thousand  columns,  supporting 
as  it  were  the  very  heavens,  spring  up  and  compose  one  great 
family.  To  the  east  the  ocean  stretches  along  two  or  three 
hundi^ed  miles,  like  a  vast  white  wall,  — 

'  The  glorious  mirror,  where  the  Almighty's  form 
Glasses  itself  in  tempest.' 

'•Apollo's  showery  bed,  out  of  which  he  appears  to  rise, 
encircled  in  rainbow,  dawning  upon  that  colossal  statue,  and 
frmging  the  hills  with  his  golden  rays. 

'  What  grandeur,  Jefferson  !  thy  lofty  head 

O'erlooking  sea,  and  lake,  and  hiU,  and  Tfilds  ; 
The  day-god  lores  to  drive  from  ocean  bed 

His  heavenTvard  chariot  to  give  thee  his  smiles  ' 

"The  western  view  is  bounded  by  the  Green  Mountain 
chain,  traversing  the  whole  length  of  Vermont. 

"  Within  these  limits  the  eye  sweeps  over  every  variety  of 
natural  scenery.  Mountains  dim  in  the  distance;  hills 
diminished  to  knolls ;   and  houses  but  as  bushels.     All  the 


68  INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

creations  of  man  are  but  as  the  works  of  the  feeble  insect 
Lakes  of  sunniest  "svaters,  among  which  we  noticed  the 
Pequot,  where,  a  hundred  years  ago,  that  fierce  and  warlike 
tribe,  under  the  chieftain  Paugus,  was  broken  by  the  brave 
Captain  Lovell  and  his  Spartan  band,  when  in  full  encounter 
the  red  man  shrieked  the  defying  death-shout,  and  where  the 
crimson  tide  of  life  ebbed  forth  in  sacrifice  for  our  infant 
settlement.  The  story,  the  battle-ground,  its  horrors,  the 
sufiering,  all  come  up  before  you,  as  you  stand  proudly  over- 
looking it  from  that  towering  cliff.  Beneath  your  feet  start 
out  the  rivers  Moose,  Peabody,  Ammonoosuc  and  Saco.  To 
the  north  you  trace  the  Androscoggin  almost  to  its  source ; 
while  to  the  south,  Mount  Washington,  with  all  its  incidents 
and  features, —  the  Notch,  the  Slide,  the  fated  Willey 
family, —  springs  up  to  crown  these  natural  wonders.  But 
this  were  a  twice-told  story;  its  history  has  been  written, 
and  the  many  visitants  to  the  spot  would  make  its  repetition 
stale. 

''  It  would  seem  that  nature  had  chosen  for  this  stupendous 
mass  her  poorest  material,  and  reared  it  to  heaven  to  astonish 
and  edify  mankind.  We  discovered  a  single  piece  of  felspar, 
the  rest  being  nothing  but  the  coarsest  gray  rock. 

''  On  its  top  is  a  pond  of  considerable  extent,  which,  Caspian- 
like, has  no  visible  outlet ;  with  water  cold  as  ice  and  clear 
as  crystal.  In  it  you  behold  no  living  thing.  The  ea'gle  is 
the  only  bird  of  heaven  that  sees  himself  reflected  in  its 
bosom.  We  drank  of  it  several  times,  and  if  it  is  not  the 
Castalian  spring,  and  we  were  not  impelled  by  classic  thirst, 
but  the  cravings  of  nature,  to  taste  its  waters,  we  venture  to 
say  it  is  as  beautiful  as  satisfying  to  the  thirsty. 

"  I  have  never  '  looked  on  Ida  with  a  Trojan's  eye,'  seen 
'the  eagles  fly  on  Parnassus,'  the  eternal  glaciers  of  'the 


INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN    HISTORY.  69 

joyous  Alps,'  visited  Athos,  Olympus,  Etna,  or  Atlas  ;  but  I 
believe  we  have  mountains,  for  natural  sublimity,  as  worthy  of 
song,  cascades  as  beautiful,  cataracts  as  awful,  and  lakes  as 
glorious,  as  any  the  Old  World  can  boast.  I  have  seen  Mount 
Jefferson,  than  which  no  more  wild  or  beautiful  majesty 
exists  in  nature. 

''  The  way  to  this  eminence  is  toilsome  and  strange  ;  huge 
recesses  beneath,  the  fit  abodes  of  spirits  of  hate  and  demons 
of  despair.  You  stand  upon  the  dizzy  verge,  and  at  the  gaze  the 
heart  recoils  with  dread.  Around  are  scattered  rocks  of  a 
thousand  tons,  tumbled  down  by  frosts  or  some  great  natural 
causes ;  high  above  project  bold,  ragged  and  impending 
cHffs,  threatening  your  approach,  as  if  ready  to  grind  you  to 
powder. 

''  Chiselling  our  names  in  the  adamant  of  this  everlasting 
monument,  and  taking  a  last  survey  of  the  sublime  prospect, 
we  left,  silent,  filled  with  reverence,  at  having  'looked  on 
nature  in  her  loftier  mood.'  " 

Bounding  Ejlkenny  on  the  west  is  the  town  of  Jefferson, 
granted  to  one  John  Goffe,  in  the  year  1T65,  under  the  name 
of  Dartmouth.  It  is  quite  hilly;  but  the  gently-rising 
slopes  are  cultivated  to  their  tops,  producing  large  crops  of 
wheat,  rye,  barley  and  oats.  The  higher  hills  afford  excel- 
lent grazing  land,  pasturing  immense  flocks  of  cattle  and 
sheep.  AVe  know  not  a  more  beautiful  pastoral  scene  than 
that  which  presents  itself  to  one  making  the  northern  circuit 
of  the  mountains,  as  he  ascends  Cherry  Mountain.  Before 
him  in  all  its  loveliness  is  the  town  of  Jefferson.  Flourishing 
fields  of  grain  are  waving  upon  all  the  green  slopes.  Here 
and  there,  in  the  secluded  valleys,  or  sheltered  by  overhanging 
cliffs,  are  snug  farm-houses,  amid  the  scores  of  out-houses ; 
and  scattered  amid  all,  and  giving  life  to  the  scene,  are  the 


70  INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

"cattle  upon  a  thousand  hills."  Mount  Plinj,  in  the 
eastern  part  of  this  town,  and  Cherry  Mountain,  if  further 
from  the  higher  peaks  of  the  White  Mountains,  would  be 
considered  quite  high  elevations.  John's  river  and  Israel's 
river  water  the  town.  Two  brothers,  John  and  Israel 
Glines,  who  hunted  beaver  and  other  animals  on  these  rivers 
previous  to  the  settlement  of  any  part  of  the  country,  gave 
their  names  to  these  streams. 

Colonel  Joseph  Whipple,  one  of  the  most  widely-known 
men  in  New  Hampshire  in  his  day,  was  one  of  the  earliest 
settlers.  He  was  an  extensive  land-holder,  owning  most  of 
the  valuable  land  north  of  the  mountains.  More  thoroughly 
versed  in  the  ways  of  the  world  than  his  poorer  neighbors, 
his  influence  became  almost  absolute  in  this  region.  He, 
however,  never  abused  his  position  and  power.  The  early 
inhabitants  invariabjy  speak  of  him  as  a  father  to  them.  He 
made  a  ready  market  for  all  the  region,  always  purchasing 
whatever  they  had  to  sell.  His  annual  visits  to  Portsmouth 
were  regarded  by  the  inhabitants  with  almost  as  much  interest 
as  the  arrival  of  the  yearly  vessel  by  the  first  inhabitants  of 
Greenland.  "  They  have  one  bright  epoch ;  for  it  is  a  happy 
time,  when  the  ice  is  loosed  from  the  rocky  coast,  and  they 
can  expect  the  arrival  of  the  vessel  which  alone  reaches 
their  solitude.  Often  deceived  by  the  floating  iceberg, 
forming  itself  in  mockery  into  the  shape  of  their  friendly 
visitant ;  at  length  they  see  the  white  sails,  the  towering 
masts,  the  blessed  guest  riding  at  anchor  in  the  bay.  By 
this  vessel  their  wants  are  supplied.  The  active  and  pious 
housewife  busies  herself  in  arranginor  the  stores  of  the  en- 
suing  twelvemonth.  There  are  letters,  too,  from  friends  and 
from  relations,  and  books,  and  newspapers  ;  and,-  banished  as 
they  are,  they  live  again  in  Denmark,  in  '  their  father-land.'  " 


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INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  71 

He  was  very  exact  in  his  dealings  with  his  neighbors,  paying 
and  receiving  pay  to  the  smallest  fraction.  He  always 
brought  with  him,  on  his  return  from  Portsmouth,  a  large  bag 
of  half  cents  to  make  change  with. 

A  good  story  is  told  illustrating  his  fatherly  care  and  solici- 
tude for  his  own  townsmen.  During  a  time  of  great  scarcity 
of  provision,  he  refused  to  sell  grain  to  any  save  his  own 
neighbors,  fearful  lest  there  should  not  be  enough  to  supply 
even  them.  A  party  of  men  from  Bartlett,  driven  to  extrem- 
ities, at  last  set  out  for  Colonel  Whipple's,  a  distance  of 
thirty  miles.  It  was  in  the  depth  of  winter,  and  the  journey 
at  that  season  through  the  mountains  was  perilous  in  the" 
extreme.  Hunger  nerved  them  on,  and  they  at  length  arrived 
with  their  hand-sleds  at  the  colonel's.  Very  unexpectedly 
he  refused  to  sell  them  any  grain.  All  their  pleading  could 
extort  from  him  not  a  bushel.  Determined  not  to  return 
without  it,  they  at  last  agreed  upon  a  stratagem  by  which  to 
obtain  it.  Apparently  very  much  disappointed,  they  set  out 
on  their  return.  When  out  of  sight,  they  stopped  and  waited' 
for  the  night.  Under  cover  of  the  darkness,  they  stole  back 
to  the  corn-house,  which  they  had  previously  examined,  and, 
getting  under  the  floor,  bored  a  hole  up  through  with  an 
auger,  and  through  it  filled  their  sacks.  The  colonel  after- 
wards learned  the  fact,  but,  sensible  that  he  had  been  wrong 
in  refusing  them,  never  mentioned  it  to  them. 

During  the  war  of  the  revolution,  he  was  captured  by  the 
Indians  in  his  own  house.  The  party  acted  under  the  author- 
ity of  the  English,  and  the  object  was  to  get  information  in 
respect  to  the  designs  of  the  Americans  in  this  region.  Sus- 
pecting nothing,  he  admitted  them  as  usual  to  his  house,  and 
was  a  prisoner  before  he  imagined  their  intention^  With  his 
usual  presence  of  mind  he  made  no  objection  to  accompany 


72  INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

them :  but  said  they  must  wait  a  short  time  for  him  to  get 
ready.  He  immediately  commenced  active  preparations,  and 
contrived  in  the  bustle  to  tell  his  housekeeper,  Mrs.  Hight,  to 
take  up  the  attention  of  the  Indians  with  some  articles  of 
curious  mechanism  which  he  had,  while  he  should  escape 
from  the  window.  So  occupied  were  they  in  examining  the 
curiosities,  that  they  suffered  him  to  go  into  his  bedroom  to 
change  his  clothes,  as  he  told  them,  and  through  the  window 
of  this  he  fled.  He  went  directly  to  a  meadow,  where  he  had 
men  to  work,  and,  ordering  each  man  to  seize  a  stake  from  the 
fence  and  shoulder  it  as  he  would  a  gun,  soon  presented 
himself  again  to  the  Indians,  who  were  already  in  search 
of  him.  Seeing  him  in  the  distance,  as  they  supposed  at 
the  head  of  a  large  company  of  armed  men,  they  hastily 
seized  what  plunder  they  could  lay  hands  on,  and  fled.  A 
Mr.  Gotham,  residing  in  the  family,  chanced  to  be  coming 
towards  the  house  at  the  time  the  Indians  arrested  Colonel 
Whipple,  but  saw  them  in  time  to  make  good  his  escape, 
yrhey  fired  upon  him,  as  he  was  crossing  the  river  upon  a  log, 
but  did  not  hit  him. 

These  lands  were  almost  entirely  valueless,  at  the  time  of 
their  first  settlement,  for  want  of  communication  with  the 
seaboard.  A  wide  circuit  must  be  made,  either  to  the  right 
or  left,  before  one  could  get  to  the  lower  settlement.  Hunters 
on  foot  did  cross  the  huge  barrier ;  but  it  was  with  much 
peril.  It  was  for  a  long  time  a  matter  of  much  anxiety  to 
the  authorities  of  the  state,  how  a  way  should  be  opened 
through  this  almost  impassable  chain,  and  many  were  the 
inducements  held  out  to  the  fortunate  discoverer  of  a  pass. 
Nash,  one  of  those  solitary  hunters  of  whom  we  have  before 
spoken,  clmibing  a  tree  one  day  on  Cherry  Mountain  in 
search  of  a  moose,  discovered,  as  he  thought,  the  long-sought 


INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   UISTORY.  73 

pass.  Steering  with  a  hunter's  cunning  for  the  opening  he 
had  seen,  he  soon  struck  the  Saco  river,  a  mere  brook,  which 
he  followed  down  until  he  was  stopped  at  what  is  now  known 
as  the  gate  of  the  Notch.  Here  the  huge  rocks  came  so  near 
together  as  to  prevent  his  following  further  the  stream.  Per- 
ceiving, however,  that,  with  a  proper  amount  of  labor  and 
expense,  a  road  could  be  opened  at  the  pQJnt,  he  scaled  the 
clijQTs  and  continued  on  to  Portsmouth,  where  he  made  known 
his  discovery  to  Governor  Wentworth.  The  wary  governor, 
fearful  lest  there  might  be  deception  in  the  matter,  told  him 
if  he  would  get  a  horse  down  through  the  gorge  from  Jeffer- 
son, and  bring  it  to  him,  he  would  grant  him  the  tract  of 
land  now  known  as  Nash  and  Sawyer's  Location.  This  was 
somewhat  a  difficult  operation,  -and  to  accomplish  it  he 
admitted  one  Sawyer,  a  brother  hunter,  to  a  share  in  his 
trade.  By  means  of  ropes  they  succeeded  in  getting  the 
horse  over  the  projecting  cliff,  and  carried  him  to  the  gov- 
ernor. Sawyer,  as  they  lowered  the  old  horse  from  the  last 
projection  upon  the  southern  side,  drank  the  last  drop  of  rum 
from  his  junk  bottle,  and  breaking  it  upon  the  rock,  called  it 
Sawyer's  Rock,  which  name  it  has  since  borne. 

It  was  many  years  before  a  carriage-road  was  cut  through 
the  gorge ;  but  the  inhabitants  profited  much  by  the  dis- 
covery. A  horse,  with  much  labor,  pulling  him  up  and 
steadying  him  down  with  ropes,  could  be  got  over  the  obstruct- 
ing rocks.  Two  long  poles  fastened  together  by  two  bars  in 
the  centre,  somewhat  similar  to  the  modern  trucks,  without 
wheels,  the  smaller  ends  serving  as  thills  in  which  to  harness 
the  horse,  and  the  larger  ends  resting  on  the  ground,  was 
their  only  carriage.  This  could  easily  be  carried  over  the 
rocks,  and  the  delay  of  three  or  four  hours  thus  caused  by 
lifting  over  the  horse  and  load  was  trifling,  compared  with 


74  INCIDENTS  IN  WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

the  long  journeys  they  were  formerly  compelled  to  make 
around  the  extremities  of  the  long  range.  The  first  articles 
carried  over  the  pass  show  the  great  articles  of  trade  in 
those  days.  One  Titus  Brown  carried  down  to  Portsmouth 
a  barrel  of  tobacco,  which  he  had  raised  in  Lancaster,  and 
the  rudely-finished  road  was  so  crooked  at  that  time,  that 
between  the  Pass  and  Bartlett,  but  a  few  miles,  they  crossed 
the  Saco  river  thirty-two  times.  The  first  article  carried  up 
through  the  Notch  was  a  barrel  of  rum.  A  company  in 
Portland  had  ofiered  it  to  any  one  who  would  get  it  up  through. 
This,  Captain  Rosebrook  succeeded  in  doing  with  some 
assistance,  though  it  was  nearly  empty,  "through  the  polite- 
ness of  those  who  helped  to  manage  the  affair,"  says  Mr. 
Crawford,  when  he  got  it  home. 

Some  years  after  its '  discovery,  a  road  was  attempted 
through  the  pass.  The  magnitude  of  this  undertaking  can 
be  estimated  only  by  remembering  that  the  committee,  ap- 
pointed to  locate  the  road,  deliberated  for  many  days  on 
which  side  of  the  river  to  attempt  it.  The  cutting  through 
this  mountain  of  rock  would  be  a  gigantic  operation,  even  at 
the  present  time,  with  all  the  improvements  and  inventions. 
How  much  more  difficult  fifty  years  ago ! 

Hart's  Location,  bounding  Nash  and  Sawyer's  on  the 
south,  was  granted  to  one  Thomas  Chadbourne,  by  Governor 
Wentworth,  for  services  rendered  by  him  during  the  Indian 
wars.  It  was  afterwards  sold  to  Richard  Hart  for  fifteen 
hundred  dollars,  and  the  present  name  affixed  to  it. 


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CHAPTER    V. 

EARLY   SETTLERS. 

EARLY  SETTLE3IEKT  OF  TUE  LOCATIONS.  —  CAPT.   ROSEBROOK.  —  MONADNUC.  — 

MRS.  ROSEBROOK. SCARCITY  OF  SALT. GREAT  CROPS, REMOVAL  FROM 

MONADXUC.  SETTLEMENT   AT    GUILDHALL. MRS.    ROSEBROOK'S   ADVEN- 
TURE -WITH  THE  INDIANS.  —  REMOVAL  TO  NASH  AND  SAWYER's  LOCATION. 

DIFFICULTY    OF   FINDING  HIS   HOUSE  IN  THE   DRIFTS   OP   SNOW. "WANT   OP 

PROVISIONS.  HIS    ENERGY. CANCER.  HIS    DEATH. ETHAN    ALLEN 

CRAWFORD,  THE   GIANT  OF  THE  MOUNTAINS.  HIS  EARLY  YOUTH.  HARD- 
SHIPS.   THE  TREACHEROUS  SERVANT. 

The  storj  of  the  earlj  settlement  of  these  locations,  and 
the  history  of  the  few  settlers,  is  very  interesting.  The  hard- 
ships they  endured,  and  the  obstacles  they  overcame,  in  mak- 
ing themselves  a  home  among  these 

"  mountains  reared  aloft  to  mock 

The  Storm's  career,  the  lightning'  shock,' ' 

are  almost  incredible.     These  hills  have  truly  been 

"  The  nursery  of  giant  men. 
Whose  deeds  have  linked  -with  every  glen. 
And  every  hill,  and  every  stream, 
The  romance  of  some  -yvarrior-dream  !  " 

The  first  permanent  settler  in  Nash  and  Sawyer's  Location 
— if  not  the  first,  the  first  deserving  of  particular  notice  — 
was  Capt.  Eleazer  Rosebrook.     He  was  a  native  of  Massa- 


70  INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE  MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

cbusetts,  born,  in  the  year  1747,  in  the  town  of  Grafton. 
He  married,  when  twenty-five,  a  Miss  Hannah  Hanes,  and 
soon  after  left  his  native  state  for  the  wilds  of  New  Hamp- 
shire. He  first  stopped  at  Lancaster,  making,  however,  but 
a  short  stop,  and  then  settled  more  permanently  in  Monad- 
nuc,  whiclf  is  now  Colebrook,  full  thirty  miles  from  any 
inhabitant,  and  with  no  path  or  road  to  their  cabin  but  "  spot- 
ted trees."  Here  life  in  the  woods  commenced  in  earnest. 
Frequently,  when  Mr.  Rosebrook  had  been  absent  to  some  of 
his  "  neighbors,"  Mrs.  Rosebrook  would  fasten  her  eldest 
child,  a  little  girl,  in  their  cabin,  and,  with  an  infant  in  her 
arms,  set  out  in  search  of  their  cow,  which  roamed  at  large 
through  the  thick  woods.  Over  logs  and  sticks,  through 
bushes  and  brakes,  now  in  some  secluded  glen,  and  now 
stumbling  over  rocks  and  wading  rivers,  she  would  wander, 
listening  attentively  for  the  "  bell,"  until  at  last,  as  the  moon 
came  up  over  the  trees,  the  ''  old  cow"  would  be  discovered. 
Getting  her  home  as  best  she  could  through  the  darkness, 
she  would  milk  with  the  infant  still  in  her  arms,  and,  after 
securing  the  cow  for  the  ^ight,  retire  to  rest. 

The  forest  so  closely  surrounding  them  abounded  in  wild 
game,  easily  taken,  and  easily  prepared  for  food.  This,  in- 
deed, furnished  them  with  a  great  part  of  their  living,  fresh 
in  summer,  but  dried  and  smoked  in  winter.  Salt  was  very 
scarce.  At  one  time  Capt.  Rosebrook  was  compelled  to  go 
on  foot  to  Haverhill,  a  distance  of  eighty  miles,  the  whole 
distance  through  the  trackless  wilderness,  following  down  the 
Connecticut  river  as  his  guide,  in  order  to  procure  this  arti- 
cle. One  bushel  he  there  obtained,  and,  shouldering  it, 
trudged  back  over  the  same  rude  path  to  his  home.  So  much 
did  some  families  suffer  for  want  of  salt,  that  their  children's 
necks  swelled  badly,  and  brought   on  disease  in  the  neck, 


INCIDENTS  IN  WHITE  MOUNTAIN  HISTORY.  77 

cured  only  by  visiting  the  salt  water,  and  applying  the  skin 
of  salt  fish  to  the  affected  part. 

Small  patches  of  land  were  cultivated,  as  the  land  could  be 
cleared  and  seed  procured  wherewith  to  plant  it.  The  first 
experiment  in  raising  potatoes  equalled,  almost,  the  extrava- 
gant western  stories  of  ''great  crops,"  so  rife  a  few  years 
since.  One  Major  Whitcomb,  after  travelling  fifty  miles, 
procured  one  bushel  of  potatoes,  which,  by  cutting,  he  made 
to  plant  four  hundred  hills.  These  he  watched  with  all  the 
interest  of  Crusoe  over  his  grains  of  barley,  and  so  well  did 
they  do,  that  he  harvested,  from  his  small  sowing,  one  hun- 
dred bushels  of  good  potatoes. 

Capt.  Rosebrook  did  not  remain  long,  however,  at  Monad- 
nuc.  Like  a  true  pioneer,  he  was  restless  and  ever  on  the 
move.  He  did  not  remain  long  enough  here  to  build  his 
"  two-story  wooden  palace,"  but  was  soon  on  the  look-out  for 
some  new  home.  Guildhall,  Vermont,  less  distant  from  the 
settlements,  and  containing  more  inhabitants,  he  chose  as  his 
new  place  of  residence,  and  thither  removed  his  family.  He 
had  joined  the  Revolutionary  army  as  a  volunteer,  shortly 
before  leaving  Monadnuc,  and  was,  consequently,  absent  from 
his  family  most  of  the  time.  Hardy,  fearless,  and  wary, 
he  was  of  great  value  to  the  American  forces  in  the  irreg- 
ular warfare  which  they  were  compelled  to  carry  on  with 
the  Indians,  under  English  officers,  on  the  Canadian  frontier. 
Many  are  the  "hair-breadth"  escapes  he  made  by  his  supe- 
rior cunning. 

Guildhall  was  quite  a  rendezvous  for  the  Indians,  and  his 
own  cabin,  some  distance  from  any  other,  was  theii'  favorite 
place  of  resort  when  he  himself  was  gone,  and  no  one  at  home 
but  his  wife  and  little  daughters.  She,  however,  had  no  fear 
of  them,  and  freely  admitted  all  that  came  to  her  house. 
7* 


78  INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN    HISTOIIY. 

Generally  they  were  very  quiet,  and,  after  spending  the  night, 
would  leave  peaceably.  Their  excursions  to  the  settlements 
were  for  the  purpose  of  exchanging  their  furs  for  trinkets  and 
^'uncupy,"  or  spirit,  which  they  carried  in  bladders  taken 
from  the  moose  and  dried.  At  one  time,  however,  near  the 
close  of  the  war,  and  shortly  before  the  return  of  Capt.  Rose- 
brook  to  his  family,  many  Indians,  loaded  heavily  with 
uncupy,  came  suddenly  to  his  cabin,  near  night.  Mrs. 
Rosebrook,  as  usual,  kindly  received  them,  and  gave  them 
permission  to  remain  all  night.  Soon  after  entering,  howev- 
er, she  perceived  that  they  had  drank  too  freely,  and  feared 
they  might  become  noisy  and  unmanageable.  Determined  to 
be  mistress  of  her  own  house,  and  knowing  a  bold  bearing  was 
her  only  safety,  in  case  they  became  um'uly,  when,  late  in  the 
evening,  they  became  boisterous  and  rude,  she  ordered  the 
whole  tribe  out  of  doors.  At  first  they  thought  to  resist, 
])utj  intimidated  by  her  boldness,  they  left  her  as  she  com- 
manded them.  One  squaw,  only,  sought  to  test  the  courage 
and  strength  of  Mrs.  Rosebrook,  and  she  was  soon  dragged  by 
the  hair  to  the  door,  and  pitched  out  among  her  companions. 
As  the  brave  woman  was  fastening  the  door,  after  expelling 
her  savage  intruders,  a  tomahawk,  thrown  by  the  same 
squaw,  came  so  near  her  as  to  cut  off  the  wooden  latch  on 
which  rested  her  hand.  The  same  squaw,  however,  be  it 
said  to  her  credit,  returned  the  next  day,  and  asked  Mrs. 
Rosebrook" s  forgiveness,  and  promised  better  for  the  future. 
Capt.  Rosebrook  remained  long  enough  at  Guildhall  to 
become  the  possessor  of  a  fine  farm.  The  broad,  beautiful 
interval  lands  of  the  Connecticut,  so  easy  to  cultivate,  and 
yielding  so  abundantly,  it  would  have  been  hard  for  any 
other  man  to  have  abandoned  for  the  wilderness.  Still  rest- 
less, and  fond  of  the  excitement  attendant  upon  the  life  of  a 


INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN  HISTORY.  79 

pioneer,  in  the  year  1792  lie  sold  his  farm  in  Guildhall,  and 
moved  into  Nash  and  Sawyer's  Location.  Excepting  the 
Crawfords,  twelve  miles  further  down  among  the  mountains, 
in  the  Notch  Valley,  he  had  no  neighbors  nearer  than  twenty 
miles.  A  log  house  had  been  erected  here  a  few  years  pre- 
vious, but  had  been  abandoned,  and  into  this  he  moved  his 
family.  It  was  in  the  depth  of  winter ;  the  snow  was  piled  up 
in  huge  drifts,  and  the  entrance  to  his  little  hut  could  with 
difficulty  be  found,  even  after  the  monster  pile  liad  been  dis- 
covered, beneath  which  his  cabin  lay  buried.  After  much 
shovelling  he  succeeded  in  finding  the  door  and  making  an 
entrance  for  his  shivering  family.  They  had  brought  but 
little  provision  with  them,  and  were  dependent,  almost  en- 
tirely, upon  the  game  he  could  capture,  and  what  could  be 
obtained  from  their  neighbors.  Often  were  the  children  sent, 
through  the  snow,  to  the  Crawfords',  a  distance,  as  we  have 
said,  of  twelve  miles,  to  obtain  such  articles  as  were  abso- 
lutely necessary  to  the  sustenance  of  the  family.  From  these 
long  errands,  through  the  snow  and  cold,  frequently  they 
would  be  unable  to  reach  home  until  a  late  hour  of  the  night. 
But  Capt.  Rosebrook,  by  his  energy  and  industry,  soon  put 
an  entirely  different  aspect  upon  this  secluded  spot.  On 
what  is  called  the  Giant  Grave,  he  built  a  large  two-story  house, 
very  convenient.  He  also  built,  within  a  few  years,  large 
barns,  stable,  sheds,  and  a  saw -mill  and  grist-mill.  His  farm 
was  very  productive,  to  which  he  added,  yearly,  many  broad 
acres  redeemed  from  the  surrounding  forest.  His  saw-mill, 
he  says,  was  of  great  profit  to  him ;  but  his  grist-mill  was  so 
far  from  his  house,  and  "  the  mice  injured  the  bolt  so  much, 
that  it  was  difficult  to  keep  it  in  repair." 

Hardly,  however,  had  Capt.  Rosebrook  become  comfortably 
situated,  when  a  cancer  broke  out  upon  his  lip,  which,  after 


80  INCIDENTS  IN  WHITE    MOUNTAIN  HISTORY. 

a  few  years  of  intense  suffering,  caused  his  death.  Patiently 
he  bore  his  suffering,  and  though  unused,  heretofore,  to  the 
confinement  of  a  sick-room,  murmured  not,  and  at  length 
died,  peacefully,  September  27th,  1817.  In  all  respects  Mr. 
Rosebrook  was  a  remarkable  man,  large  in  stature,  athletic, 
and  very  strong.  His  whole  life  was  one  of  daring  adventure. 
He  loved  the  rugged  scenes  of  pioneer  life,  and  was  never 
more  in  his  element  than  while  scaling  the  mountain  or  trap- 
ping the  wolf  or  bear.  There  are  men  enough  who  prefer 
the  city,  and  cling  fondly  around  their  native  village  ;  but  he 
could  never  endure  the  restraints  connected  with  our  larger 
settlements  —  the  restraints  of  artificial  life ;  but  freely,  his 
arms  and  broad  chest  all  bare,  must  breathe  the  strong,  pure 
air,  as  it  came  rushing  along  through  those  mountain  gorges. 
Ethan  Allen  Crawford,  the  "  Giant  of  the  hills,"  was  the 
heir  to  Capt.  Rosebrook's  property,  and  continued,  after  his 
death,  to  reside  on  the  same  place,  to  which  he  had  removed, 
a  few  years  before,  to  take  care  of  Capt.  Rosebrook  and  his 
wife.  The  Crawfords  have  been  so  intimately  connected 
with  the  mountains,  that  to  omit  them  would  be  to  pass  over 
entirely  the  history  of  these  valleys.  Ethan  Crawford  was 
nearly  as  well  known  to  all  the  earlier  visitors,  and  of  almost 
as  much  interest,  as  Mount  Washington  itself  Many  a  lady, 
we  presume,  will  recollect,  distinctly,  the  kind  assistance  he 
lent  them  in  descending  those  rugged  heights  —  nay,  even  at 
times  taking  them,  when  very  weary,  on  his  broad  shoulders, 
and  carrying  them  down  those  precipitous  paths,  as  tenderly 
as  a  father  carries  his  infant  child.  We  think  now  of  one 
who  said  he  carried  her  more  than  half  way  down  Mount 
Washington  on  his  shoulder.  Ethan  Crawford  was  born  at 
Guildhall,  Vermont,  but  his  parents  early  removed  to  the 
mountains,  and  located  themselves  in  Hart's  Location,  on  tho 


INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN  HISTORY.  81 

very  spot  where  now  stands  the  Old  Crawford  House.  Here 
he  spent  his  youth  until  he  was  nineteen  years  old.  Many 
stories  of  his  early  life,  which  he  was  accustomed  to  relate, 
show  the  hardships  which  the  early  settlers  of  that  region 
were  compelled  to  endure.  "Until  I  was  nearly  thirteen 
years  old  I  never  had  a  hat,  a  mitten,  or  a  pair  of  shoes 
of  my  own.  Many  times  I  have  chopped  wood  through  the 
day,  and  at  night  my  hands,  which  had  been  bare,  would 
swell  and  pain  me  so  badly,  that  my  mother  would  have  to 
get  up  and  poultice  them,  before  I  could  sleep.  Eut  so  ac- 
customed did  I  become  to  the  cold,  that  I  could  harness  and 
unharness  horses,  in  the  coldest  winter  weather,  with  my 
head,  hands  and  feet,  nearly  bare."  Tough,  hearty  and  cour- 
ageous were  all  these  mountaineers.  Their  training  was  one 
long  process  of  toughening  and  daring.  Says  Mr.  Crawford, 
•'  Shortly  after  my  parents  came  into  this  place,  they  went, 
one  Sabbath  day,  to  Bartlett,  expecting  to  return  the  next 
day,  and  left  myself  and  next  older  brother  in  the  care  of  a 
hired  man,  with  provisions  enough  prepared  to  last  until  their 
return.  Soon  after  they  had  gone,  the  hired  man  picked  up 
whatever  was  valuable,  that  he  could  carry,  and,  taking  all 
the  victuals  cooked  in  the  house,  left  us  for  the  woods.  The 
day  wore  away  without  our  thinking  much  about  it ;  but,  as 
night  came  on,  we  grew  very  hungry  and  a  little  frightened. 
We  had  a  cow,  but  neither  of  us  were  large  enough  to  milk  her. 
Compelled,  however,  to  satisfy  our  hunger  in  some  way,  we, 
at  last,  got  some  potatoes  and  roasted  them  in  the  ashes. 
On  these  we  made  our  supper.  After  eating,  as  it  grew 
darker  and  darker,  and  we  got  tired  of  talking  and  wishing 
our  parents  would  return,  we  went  to  bed,  and,  hugging  our- 
selves up  together  as  close  as  possible,  went  to  sleep."  On 
the  return  of  the  parents  on  Monday,  the  father  immediately 


82  INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

set  out  in  pursuit  of  the  man,  and,  just  as  he  was  leaving  the 
woods  at  Eranconia,  caught  him,  and  after  taking  the  stolen 
goods,  severely  flogged  him  and  let  him  go.  What  men 
brought    up    under    such    circumstances    would    not   have 


CHAPTER    VI. 

ETHAN  A.  CRAWFORD. 

MR.   CR-iWFORD's    IMPRESSIVE   MANNER    OF    STORY-TELLING.  —  THE   BURNINQ 

OF  HIS   BUILDINGS. HIS  ENERGY  IN  REPAIRING  HIS  LOSSES. HIS  LAB0R3 

AS   A   GUIDE    ON     TO     THE    MOUNTAINS. THE    DIFFICULTY    FORMERLY    OP 

REACHING   THE   MOUNTAINS. STORY    ILLUSTRATING    DIFFICULTY  OF  TRAV- 
ELLING  IN   THOSE    DAYS. PRESENT    MODES    OF    REACHING    MOUNTAINS. 

FIRST  ASCENT  OF   THE    MOUNTAINS. PARTY  OP   STUDENTS  FROM    FRYBURG. 

EASE     OF    ASCENDING    NOW. FIRST    BRIDLE-PATH. ETHAN'S    SEVERE 

"WOUND.  —  GRANNY    STALBARD.  —  CARRIAGE-ROAD     FROM    GLEN    HOUSE. 

LOVE   OP   HUNTING.  —  THE   GRAY  CAT. — ADVENTURES   WITH   THEM. — LAS- 
SOS   AND  CAPTURES  ONE  WITH   BIRCH  POLES. WOLVES.  —  HIS   ANNOYANCE 

AND   DISCOMFITURE   BY    THEM. BEAR   STORIES. CATCHING   THE    CUB. 

CAPTURE   OF   A  FULL-GROWN   BEAR. 

Mr.  Crawford's  many  adventures  among  these  mountains 
should  be  heard  from  his  own  lips  to  be  fully  appreciated. 
As  told  by  another  they  lose  the  advantage  of  his  own  giant 
figure,  emphatic  gesticulations,  and  the  quaint  original  style 
in  which  his  ideas  were  expressed.  Says  his  wife,  "  It  was 
always  a  rule  with  him  to  make  short  stories,  and  not  go  a 
great  way  round  to  effect  a  small  thing." 

Very  soon  after  the  death  of  Mr.  Rosebrook,  the  ample 
buildings  which  he  had  reared,  and  in  which  Mr.  Crawford 
was  residing  at  the  time,  were  burned  to  the  ground.  It  was 
a  severe  loss  to  Mr.  Crawford,  and  one  from  which  he  never 
fully  recovered.     He  was  already  in  debt,  and  the  loss  of  so 


84  INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN  HISTORY. 

much  property  seemed  almost  to  shut  out  the  hope  of  his 
ever  extricating  himself.  But  his  courage  did  not  forsake 
him,  and,  with  his  characteristic  energy,  he  commenced  to 
repair  his  losses.  His  family  was  immediately  moved  into  a 
small  log  house,  with  but  one  door,  one  common  apartment, 
no  windows,  and  a  chimney  raised  only  to  the  chamber  floor. 
This  he  repaired  by  degrees,  as  he  had  leisure,  and  by  the 
next  winter  had  a  comfortable  house. 

His  time  was  much  occupied  w^ith  travellers,  many  of  whom 
had  already  begun  to  visit  the  mountains.  His  services  were 
almost  constantly  in  demand  by  those  wishing  to  ascend  to 
the  summit  of  the  mountains.  At  present  it  is  hardly  pos- 
sible to  realize  the  difficulties,  not  only  of  ascending,  but  even 
of  reaching,  the  mountains  themselves.  When  cumbersome, 
unwieldy  "  stages  "  only  lumbered  out  of  Concord  and  Dover, 
and  Portland,  giving  aches  and  pains  and  bruisings  innu- 
merable to  the  weary  occupant,  a  journey  to  the  White 
Mountains  was  no  trivial  affair ;  and  these  could  but  carry 
him  to  Fryburg  or  Conway,  some  thirty  miles  from  his  des- 
tination, while  the  journey  must  be  finished  on  horseback. 
Slow,  slow  was  the  rate  of  travel  in  those  days,  and  fortunate 
was  the  traveller  if  he  reached  the  Crawfords  in  four  or  six 
days. 

A  curious  incident,  illustrating  this  point,  as  well  as  some 
of  the  other  earlier  New  England  customs,  is  related  by  Mrs. 
Crawford.  On  a  time,  ''  when  they  were  to  have  a  training, 
an  officer  went  fifty  miles  to  Lower  Coos,  as  it  was  called,  or 
Haverhill  now,  for  two  quarts  of  spirit  to  treat  his  com- 
pany with.  As  they  had  no  carriages  in  those  days,  neither 
had  they  a  road  suitable  for  one,  he  took  his  horse,  put  on  a 
saddle,  and  then  a  pair  of  large  saddle-bags,  filled  with  pro- 
visions for  the  journey,  and  a  jug  for  the  spirit,  and  provender 


INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  85 

for  his  horse,  and,  as  they  travelled  at  that  time,  it  took  him 
three  or  four  days  to  j^erform  this  journey.  When  on  his 
way  home,  by  some  unknown  accident,  the  cork  got  loose,  and 
the  bottle  was  emptied  of  its  contents  into  the  saddle-bags. 
The  liquor  would  have  been  saved  had  not  the  oats  soaked  up 
a  part  of  it ;  he,  however,  saved  enough  to  treat  his  company 
with." 

At  present  the  traveller  has  but  to  take  his  seat  in  a 
"spacious  and  well- ventilated  railroad-car,  elegant  in  its 
appointments  as  a  parlor,"  enjoy  all  the  pleasures  ascribed 
by  the  poet  to  •'  Ridmg  on  a  rail,"  — 

"  Singing  through  the  forests, 

Rattling  over  ridges. 
Shooting  under  arches. 

Rumbling  over  bridges  ; 
Whizzing  through  the  mountains, 

Buzzing  o'er  the  vHe," — 

and  presently  he  is  set  down  at  the  very  base  of  the  moun- 
tains themselves  on  the  eastern  side.  If  he  prefer  to  approach 
them  from  the  south  and  west,  the  best  modern  coaches  will 
bear  him  over  good  roads  to  the  very  centre  of  the  wide  clus- 
ter of  mountains.  Having  reached  the  base  of  the  mountains, 
the  ascent,  though  now  difficult  and  fatiguing,  is  not  to  be 
compared  to  the  wearisome  and  perilous  undertakings  of  the 
first  visitors.  Mr.  Crawford  gives  the  account  of  two  young 
men,  who  undertook  the  ascent  so  late  as  1818,  with  his 
father,  the  elder  Crawford,  as  their  guide.  "  They  rode  to 
the  top  of  the  Notch,  then  sent  back  their  carriage,  and  pro- 
ceeded to  the  woods.  They  had  much  difficulty  in  managing 
to  g3t  through  ;  they,  however,  proceeded  slowly,  sometimes 
crawling  under  a  thicket  of  trees,  sometimes  over  logs  and 
windfalls,  until  they  arrived  to  where  they  could  walk  on  the 


86  INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN  HISTORY. 

top  of  trees.  This  may  seem  strange,  but  it  is  nevertheless 
true.  They  never  reached  the  summit,  but  managed  to  get 
along  on  some  of  the  hills. 

"  As  the  day  was  drawing  to  a  close,  they  returned  to  the 
woods,  in  order  to  pass  the  night,  and  erected  a  shelter  for 
their  protection.  A  dense  fog  arose,  and  during  the  night  it 
rained.  In  the  morning,  owing  to  the  darkness,  they  could 
not  tell  the  best  way  to  proceed  ;  but  took  the  surest  way  by 
following  the  Ammonoosuc  river,  and  came  to  my  house. 
These  men  wore  fine  and  costly  garments  into  the  woods ; 
but  when  they  returned  their  clothes  were  torn  and  much 
injured  by  the  bushes;  and  their  hats  looked  as  if  they  had 
been  through  a  beggar's  press.  They  were  much  exposed  all 
night,  without  food  or  fire." 

And  often  have  I  heard  my  father  and  eldest  brother  relate 
the  perils  of  their  first  asqgnt,  made  in  company  with  a  party 
of  students  from  Fryburg  Academy.  They  went  up  from 
the  east  side  of  the  mountain,  as,  in  fact,  most  travellers  did 
in  those  days.  Many  of  the  party,  entirely  overcome  by  the 
fatigue  and  difiiculty  of  proceeding,  fainted,  and  were  obliged 
to  return.  Such,  however,  as  did  succeed,  will  probably 
never  forget  the  undertaking.  For  the  first  few  miles  the 
difiiculties  were  no  more  than  one  would  encounter  in  any 
forest.  But,  as  they  ascended,  the  trees,  changed  from  the 
maple  and  beech  to  the  spruce  and  hemlock,  became  much 
smaller  in  size,  at  the  same  time  thicker,  while  their  way 
was  much  more  broken  and  rough.  At  length,  from  forcing 
their  way  through  the  thick  growth,  they  were  compelled  to 
stoop  and  go  under  the  scraggy  tops  of  the  rough,  stiff,  hem- 
locks, and  spruces,  sending  out  their  long  limbs  and  interlac- 
ing them  so  firmly  as  to  form  an  impassable  barrier.  At  each 
ascending  step  they  were  forced  to  stoop  still  lower,  until 


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INCIDENTS  IN  WHITE  MOUNTAIN  HISTORY.  87 

from  right  angles  they  almost  touched  the  ground  with  their 
faces.  When  they  could  proceed  no  further  in  this  way,  they 
forced  their  way  up  through  the  matted  tops  of  the  trees 
and  walked  on  the  low,  stunted  vegetation  as  upon  moss. 
In  this  manner  they  passed  the  limits  of  vegetation  and  reached 
the  summit.  From  their  account  I  should  judge  a  sorrier- 
looking  set  of  men  never  descended  Mount  Washington. 
Their  clothes  were  not  only  almost  torn  from  their  backs,  but 
their  bodies  were  lacerated  sorely,  by  their  perilous  march 
through  the  dwarfish  growth. 

At  present  the  ascent,  though  rough,  is  much  easier. 
Visitors  can  start  from  any  of  the  houses  around  the  moun- 
tains, and  ascend  with  nothing  in  the  shape  of  stumps  or  trees 
to  obstruct  their  way.  Bridle-paths  have  been  cut  from  all 
these  points  to  the  top  of  the  mountains,  so  that  even  now 
females  can  ascend  them  on  horseback.  The  first  bridle-path 
was  made  by  Ethan  Crawford  in  1821.  He  says  of  it :  "In 
March  I  hired  Esquire  Stuart  to  come  with  his  compass,  and 
go  into  the  woods,  and  see  if  there  could  not  be  a  better  and 
more  practicable  way  found  to  ascend  the  mountains.  He 
spent  three  days  in  making  search,  and  returned  well  satisfied 
that  he  had  found  the  best  way ;  for  the  road  which  we  had 
heretofore  travelled  is  an  uneven  one,  going  up  a  hill  and 
then  down  again,  and  this  in  so  many  successions,  that  it 
made  it  tiresome  to  those  who  were  not  accustomed  to  this 
kind  of  journeying ;  and  the  way  which  we  had  now  found 
is  over  a  comparative  level  surface  for  nearly  seven  miles, 
folloAving  the  source  of  the  Ammonoosuc,  or  Ompomponoosuc, 
until  we  arrived  at  the  foot  of  Mount  Washington,  and  then 
taking  a  ridge  or  spur  of  the  hill. 

"  In  the  summer,  just  before  haying,  I  hired  men  and  went 
with  them  to  cut  this  path,  and  while  in  the   woods,    at 


88  INCIDENTS  IN  WHITE  MOUNTAIN  HISTORY. 

the  distance  of  three  miles  from  home,  as  I  was  standing 
on  an  old  log  chopping,  with  my  axe  raised,  the  log  broke, 
and  I  came  down  with  such  force  that  it  struck  my  right 
ankle,  and  glanced,  nearly  cutting  my  heel-cord  off;  I  bled 
freely,  and  so  much  so  that  I  was  unable  to  stand  or  go.  The 
men  that  were  with  me  took  the  cloths  we  had  our  dinner 
wrapped  in,  and  tied  up  my  wound  as  well  as  they  could,  and 
then  began  to  contrive  means  to  get  me  out  of  the  woods. 
They  cut  a  round  pole,  and  with  their  frocks  which  they 
wore  tied  me  in  underneath  it,  and  thought  they  could  carry 
me  in  like  manner  as  we  bring  dead  bears  through  the  woods ; 
but  in  this  way  I  could  not  ride.  They  then  let  me  down, 
and  took  turns  in  carrying  me  on  their  backs,  until  we  got 
out  of  the  woods.  There  happened  to  be  at  my  house,  then, 
Mrs.  Stalbard,  who  is  known  in  our  country,  and  bore  the 
name  of  Granny  Stalbard,  whose  head  was  whitened  with 
more  than  eighty  years.  She  was  an  old  doctress  woman ; 
one  of  the  first  female  settlers  in  Jefferson,  and  she  had 
learned  from  the  Indians  the  virtues  of  roots  and  herbs, 
and  the  various  ways  in  which  they  could  be  made  useful. 
Now  the  old  lady  said  it  was  best  to  examine  this  wound, 
and  have  it  properly  dressed  up ;  but,  as  it  had  stopped 
bleeding,  I  told  her  I  thought  it  was  better  to  let  it  remain  as 
it  then  was ;  but  she,  thinking  she  was  the  elder  and  knew 
better,  unwrapped  it,  and  it  soon  set  bleeding  afresh,  and  it 
was  with  difficulty  she  now  stopped  it.  She,  however,  went 
into  the  field,  plucked  some  young  clover-leaves,  pounded  them 
in  a  mortar,  and  placed  them  on  my  wounds  :  this  stopped 
the  blood  so  suddenly  that  it  caused  me  to  faint."  This  is 
the  history  of  the  first  bridle-path. 

But  these  bridle-paths  are  but  "  notched  trees  "  compared 
•with  what  energy,  enterprise  and  capital,  have  already  com- 


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INCIDENTS  IN  WHITE  MOUNTAIN  HISTOEY.  8-9 

menced.  At  an  expense  of  one  hundred  thousand  dollars,  a 
carriage-road  is  being  constructed  to  the  very  summit  of  the 
mountain.  "  The  length  of  the  road  from  the  Glen  House  to 
the  top  will  be  eight  miles.  It  is  to  be  fifteen  feet  wide, 
clear  of  all  obstructions,  INIcAdamized  in  the  best  manner, 
and  the  average  grade  will  be  a  rise  of  one  foot  to  eight  and 
a  half,  with  level  spots  at  various  points  of  interest,  where 
travellers  may  rest  and  examine  the  scenery.  AVherever  the 
road  is  on  the  side  of  declivities,  strong  walls  will  be  erected, 
the  road  itself  inclining  inwards.  The  carriages  are  to  be 
peculiarly  constructed.  They  will  be  broad  and  low,  and  so 
arranged  with  screws  that,  whether  going  up  or  down,  the 
body  of  the  coach  will  be  on  a  perfect  level.  A  fine  hotel  is 
to  be  erected  on  the  summit  by  the  company,  with  an  exten- 
sive carriage-road  around  it,  so  that  visitors  may  at  their  ease 
see  every  aspect  of  nature  below." 

But  to  return  to  Mr.  Crawford.  Almost  constantly  occu- 
pied as  he  was  in  summer  with  his  visitors  and  farm,  he  yet 
found  much  time  for  hunting,  which  was  his  favorite  recrea- 
tion. His  winters  were  almost  entirely  devoted  to  this,  and 
generally  quite  profitably.  The  mountains  were  then  teeming 
with  wild  animals ;  very  valuable  for  their  meat  and  skin. 
By  his  great  strength,  cunning,  and  courage,  no  animal 
could  escape  him. 

"  His  rifle  flashed, 
The  grim  bear  hushed  his  savage  growl  ; 
In  blood  and  foam  the  panther  gnashed 
His  fangs,  with  dying  howl  ; 
The  fleet  deer  ceased  its  flying  bound, 
Its  snarling  wolf-foe  bit  the  ground. 
And,  with  its  moaning  cry, 
The  beaver  sank  beneath  the  wound 
Its  pond-built  Venice  by." 
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90  INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN   niSTORY. 

Alone  and  unarmed  he  would  attack  the  fiercest  animal  of 
the  forest ;  —  the  ^ray  cat,  or  Siberian  lynx,  such  a  terror 
to  the  hunter,  even  when  in  company  and  armed  with  his 
rifle.  This  animal  differs  considerably  from  the  wild-cat, 
with  which  it  is  often  confounded;  resembling  more  in  its 
appearance  and  disposition  the  caracal  of  Asia.  It  is  perfectly 
untamable,  and  lives  entirely  upon  the  smaller  animais  of 
the  forest.  "At  one  time,"  Mr.  Crawford  says,  " these  an- 
imals became  very  bold,  making  great  havoc  among  our  sheep 
and  geese,  and  causing  us  many  fears  for  the  safety  of  our 
children.  I  set  many  traps  for  them,  baiting  them  with  a 
variety  of  meats,  from  hens  cooked,  to  chickens  alive  with 
feathers  on ;  but  nothing  would  tempt  them,  until  I  chanced 
to  try  pickled  fish.  The  night  after  I  had  baited  with  this,  one 
got  into  the  trap.  He  w^as  quite  large,  and  moved  the  trap  some 
distance  into  a  clump  of  bushes,  so  that  in  the  morning,  when 
I  came  to  look  for  him,  it  was  some  time  before  I  could  find 
him.  He  was  lying  partly  concealed  by  the  bushes,  and  I 
did  not  see  him  before  I  had  my  foot  raised  to  step  on  him. 
He  sprang  and  I  sprang,  fortunately  far  enough  to  get  a 
lar^e  stick  before  he  could  attack  me.  With  this  I  entered 
into  an  engagement,  and  it  was  some  time  before  I  was  able 
to  quiet  him.  I  conquered,  however,  at  last,  and  in  triumph 
carried  him  home.  He  measured  more  than  six  feet  in  length. 
In  this  way  I  caught  six  of  them." 

At  another  time,  as  he  was  passing  down  through  the 
Notch  with  his  team,  his  dog  discovered  one,  but  a  short  dis- 
tance from  the  road,  in  the  top  of  a  tree  thirty  feet  high. 
Taking  a  small  hatchet  which  he  had  with  him,  he  cut  two 
birch  sticks,  which  he  twisted  together,  so  as  to  form  one 
long  pole.  On  one  extremity  of  this  he  made  with  another 
stick  a  ring  with  a  slip-noose  to  it.     This  he  worked  up 


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INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  91 

through  the  limbs  of  the  tree,  and  threw  over  the  animal's 
head,  somewhat  as  the  India]\  lassos  the  wild  horse  with  his 
lariat.  Jerking  suddenly,  as  he  threw  the  noose  over  his 
head,  he  brought  the  creature  down  ten  feet,  when  the  noose 
broke.  He  fixed  another  before  the  lynx  could  recover  from 
the  shock  of  the  first  jerk,  and  this  time  brought  him  to  the 
ground.  The  dog  instantly  sprang  upon  him,  but  was  soon 
glad  to  cry  for  quarters,  and  retreat  with  his  skin  nearly  torn 
from  his  body.  The  fellow  now  became  furious  ;  but,  unable 
to  reach  his  captor,  sprang  into  the  top  of  a  small  spruce, 
four  feet  high,  and  here  seemed  determined  to  remain.  The 
battle  now  commenced  in  earnest.  By  means  of  the  halter, 
Mr.  Crawford  held  him  firmly  in  his  place,  and,  with  such 
sticks  as  he  could  readily  lay  his  hand  on,  commenced  beating 
him  to  death.  It  was  a  long  and  exciting  struggle,  requiring 
all  his  strength  to  keep  him  from  springing  into  his  face ; 
but  he  delighted  in  such  contests,  and  by  his  well-directed 
blows  at  length  killed  him. 

On  Cherry  Mountain,  he  chased  one  into  the  tops  of  the 
thick  trees,  and,  unwilling  to  lose  it,  climbed  up,  and  for  a 
lono^  time  continued  the  chase  amid  the  branches :  runninoj 
round  upon  them  almost  as  easily  as  the  animal  itself. 

For  hours  he  would  amuse  the  traveller  with  his  adven- 
tures in  hunting,  apparently  as  unconscious  of  anything  re- 
markable as  the  boy  who  relates  his  exploits  at  a  squirrel 
hunt.  "Wolves  he  dealt  with  as  others  do  with  a  cat  and 
kittens.  Accidentally  one  day  he  came  across  a  hollow  log 
containing  a  nest  full  of  young  wolves.  Two  of  them  he 
carried  home  and  domesticated,  and  in  time  so  tamed  them 
that  they  were  delivered  over  to  his  little  son  to  take  care  of 
them.  He  taught  them  all  the  tricks  that  boys  teach  dogs, 
even  making  them  speak  for  their  food  before  receiving  it. 


92  INCIDENTS   IN  WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

But  once  onlj  they  offered  violence,  and  that  was  occasioned 
by  attempting  to  remove  some  bones  which  one  of  them  had 
buried. 

With  all  his  skill  and  courage,  they  would  sometimes,  he 
was  compelled  to  acknowledge,  annoy  him  exceedingly.  His 
sheep  he  even  had  to  sell,  to  prevent  their  being  all  destroyed 
by  them.  One  cold  December  night  a  whole  pack  came 
suddenly  upon  his  fold.  The  frightened  sheep  took  ref- 
uge under  the  shed,  and  hid  themselves  among  his  cattle 
and  horses.  Wolves  seldom  attack  these,  unless  driven  to 
great  extremity  by  hunger,  and  did  not  meddle  with  them, 
but  satisfied  themselves  by  digging  up  the  carcases  of  some 
bears,  which  had  been  buried  behind  the  barn.  Their  repast 
finished,  they  sat  down  upon  their  haunches  directly  in  front 
of  the  house,  and,  as  if  in  defiance  of  the  master,  commenced 
a  most  dismal  howling.  The  very  mountains  echoed  with 
their  "  lonesome  music."  The  dog  was  first  let  out,  hoping 
he  might  frighten  them  off;  but  the  reception  they  gave  him 
was  soon  manifest  from  his  loud  cries.  They  had  nearly  torn 
him  in  pieces  when  Mr.  Crawford  came  to  his  rescue. 
Springing  out  of  bed,  he  went  out  with  nothing  on  but  his 
night-dress.  The  cunning  fellows,  perceiving  their  advan- 
tage, dropped  the  dog,  and  sat  "bolt  upright"  to  receive  him. 
He  was  fairly  beaten ;  nothing  could  move  them.  Talk  as 
loud  as  he  could,  they  would  not  stir.  They  waggishly 
wagged  their  heads  as  he  threatened,  until  at  length  the  chill 
night- wind  compelled  him  to  retreat,  and  leave  them  masters 
of  the  field. 

His  fund  of  "bear  stories"  was  almost  inexhaustible. 
Hardly  a  week  had  passed,  since  he  had  lived  among  the 
mountains,  that  he  had  not  had  an  encounter  with  one. 
Young  cubs  he  would  capture  and  carry  home  as  one  would 


INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  93 

a  young  pig.  Driving  one  as  large  as  a  good-sized  dog  into 
a  tree  one  day,  he  persuaded  a  young  man  with  him  to  climb 
the  tree,  and  drive  him  out,  while  he  stood  below  to  keep  the 
old  bear  off.  The  cub,  to  escape  his  pursuer,  ran  out  from 
the  tree  into  a  smaller  one  close  by,  where  Mr.  Crawford 
was  standing.  Keeping  the  old  bear  off  as  best  he  might, 
he  shook  the  tree  so  hard  that  down  came  the  young  bruin 
pounce  upon  him.  He  simply  remarked  that  he  took  good 
hold  of  him,  and,  tying  his  handkerchief  about  his  mouth, 
carried  him  home.  Such  hand-to-hand  encounters  he  fre- 
quently had  with  them,  never  fearing  to  match  his  own 
unaided  strength  with  theirs.  A  very  amusing  account  of 
such  an  engagement  we  give  in  his  own  words  : 

"  Once,  going  to  a  celebrated  place  for  bears,  I  found 
a  good-sized  yearling  bear  caught  in  a  steel  trap  by  one  of 
his  fore-feet,  and  he  appeared  not  to  have  been  long  there. 
He  had  fastened  the  grapple  to  a  bunch  of  roots,  and  there 
was  a  chain  between  the  grapple  and  the  trap.  Here  he 
was  sitting  in  an  humble  and  ashamed-looking  position.  I 
looked  him  over,  and  at  length  concluded  to  contrive  means 
to  lead  him  home.  I  cut  a  round  stick,  ten  feet  in  length, 
sufficiently  large  and  stout  to  lead  him  with  ;  then,  taking  the 
throat-latch  from  the  bridle,  the  stirrup-leather  and  the 
mail-straps  from  the  saddle,  I  set  the  horse  at  liberty,  and 
managed  to  get  hold  of  the  bear's  hind  feet ;  these  I  straight- 
ened and  tied  to  a  tree.  I  then  went  up  to  his  head  and 
secured  his  mouth,  but  not  so  tight  but  what  he  could  lap 
water.  While  thus  engaged,  in  spite  of  all  my  care,  he  put 
out  his  fore-paw  —  the  one  that  was  at  liberty  —  and  placed 
it  so  hard  against  one  of  my  legs,  that  I  really  think,  had  it 
not  been  for  a  good  strong  boot,  he  would  have  torn  the  skin : 
but  the   boot   prevented   him   from   tearing  my  leg.     He, 


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however,  took  a  piece  of  mj  pantaloons  with  him ;  still,  I 
would  not  give  up  the  idea  of  bringing  him  home  alive.  I 
then  fastened  a  strap  around  him,  before  and  behind,  and  the 
stick  upon  his  neck,  loosened  his  feet,  and  then  began  to  try' 
to  lead  him.  Here  we  had  a  great  struggle  to  see  which  was 
the  stronger,  and  which  should  be  master ;  and  he  jolayed 
his  part  so  well  I  could  do  nothing  with  him.  He  would  turn 
upon  me  and  fight  me  all  he  possibly  could.  I  now  thought 
I  must  kill  him ;  but  as  I  had  never  been  beaten  by  a  wild 
animal,  I  was  unwilling  to  give  up  now.  He  would  come  to 
a  tree,  and  hold  on,  so  that  I  found  I  could  not  lead  him.  I 
again  contrived  a  way  to  confine  him,  but  with  more  diffi- 
culty than  before,  as  his  feet  were  entirely  free,  and,  being 
quick  and  active  with  them,  I  had  hard  work  to  get  them 
again;  but,  after  a  while,  I  made  out  to.  I  then  tied 
his  hind  and  fore  feet  together,  in  such  a  manner  that  he 
could  not  scratch  me  ;  then  placing  him  on  my  shoulder,  with 
one  hand  hold  of  his  ear,  to  keep  his  head  from  coming  too 
near  mine,  in  case  he  wished  to  make  a  little  closer  friendship, 
I  trudged  on  ;  but  he  was  so  heavy  and  ugly  to  manage,  that 
it  made  me  sweat ;  and  I  was  obliged  to  lay  him  down  often 
and  rest,  and  whenever  I  came  to  water,  I  would  let  him  lap 
it.  I  made  out  to  get  two  miles,  he  all  the  while  growing 
worse  and  worse ;  at  last  he  actually  turned  upon  me,  and 
entered  inta  an  engagement  with  me,  by  scratching  and 
trying  to  bite,  and,  after  tearing  my  vest,  I  concluded  I 
would  once  more  lay  him  down  — ^'and  the  way  was  not  easy. 
Lifting  him  up  as  high  as  I  could,  I  let  him  fall,  and,  the 
ground  being  hard,  the  breath  left  his  body.  Here  I  left  him, 
and  went  home,  and  sent  a  man  after  him." 


CHAPTER    YII. 

THE    CRAWFORD   FAMILY. 

MR.    CRAWFORD'S    EARLY  DEATH.  A    REMARKABLE   MAN. THE   CRAWFORD 

FAMILY. ABEL  CRAWFORD. MRS.- CRAWFORD. HER  BRAVERY  DURING 

THE  NIGHT  OF  THE   SLIDES. CRAWFORD  HOUSE. DEATH  OF  MR.  STRICK- 
LAND   ON  THE   MOUNT.UNS. DANGER  OP   ASCENDING  MOUNTAINS  WITHOUT 

GUIDE. PARTY  OF   STUDENTS  LOST  ON  MOUNTAINS. NANCY 'S  BROOK.  

STORY   OF  NANCY. SUPERSTITIONS  CONNECTED  WITH  THE  SPOT  WHERE  SHE 

WAS    FOUND.  —  OWL    STORY.  —  BEAUTIFUL    AURORAL     DISPL4.Y     AT     THE 
NOTCH. 

Mr.  Crawford  died  young.  The  exposures  and  hardships 
of  his  early  life  had  completely  shattered  his  naturally  strong 
constitution,  and  he  broke  down  long  ere  he  had  reached  the 
maturity  of  manhood.  He  suffered  much  in  his  last  days 
through  his  bodily  ailments  and  pecuniary  embarrassments. 
The  giant  of  nearly  seven  feet,  whose  feats  of  strength  had 
been  the  wonder  and  astonishment  for  many  miles  around 
him,  was  at  length  compelled  to  yield  to  a  foe  that  he  could 
not  withstand.  His  great  strength  was  no  aid  to  him  in  en- 
during the  intense  pain  which  he  suffered,  so  acute  at  times, 
that  he  says,  '•  I  have  put  my  hand  to  the  top  of  my  head, 
and  felt  the  hair,  to  know  if  it  did  not  stand  straight  on  end, 
as  I  could  feel  it  rise,  and  sometimes  would  think  it  would 
throw  off  my  hat."  Relieved,  for  brief  periods,  of  this  in- 
tense pain,  he  would  forget  all  past  suffering,  and  so  great 


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was  his  love  for  hunting  and  the  mountains,  th^t,  gun  in  hand, 
he  would  totter  after  his  game  when  scarcely  able  to  stand. 
We  always  had  a  high  estimate  of  Mr.  Crawford,  as  one  of 
nature's  noblemen ;  but  never  more  so  than  since  we  com- 
menced to  write  the  brief  story  of  his  adventurous  life. 
Beneath  his  rough  exterior  lay  concealed  some  of  the  noblest 
qualities  in  the  human  character.  We  cannot  convey  our 
idea  of  him  more  exactly  than  in  the  words  of  the  poet : 

"He  Tras  one 
Who  would  become  a  throne,  or  overthrow  one. 
*****        noble 
In  nature,  *  *        gentle,  yet  wary  ; 

Yet  for  all  this,  so  full  of  certain  passions, 
That  ifonce  stirred  or  baffled,  as  he  has  been, 
*  *  *  *         there  is  no  fury 

In  Grecian  story  like  to  that  which  wrings 
His  vitals  with  her  burning  hands." 

The  whole  Crawford  family  have  been  remarkable  for  their 
size  and  strength.  Abel  Crawford,  the  father,  often  styled 
the  "  patriarch  of  the  mountains,"  at  eighty  was  a  stout,  ath- 
letic man.  A  walk  of  five  miles  to  his  son  Thomas  J.  Craw- 
ford, before  breakfasting,  at  this  advanced  age,  he  performed 
with  the  greatest  ease.  At  seventy-five  he  rode  the  first 
horse  on  to  the  top  of  Mount  Washington  that  ever  ascended. 
He  represented,  in  the  state  legislature,  the  eight  voters  in 
his  own  location,  and  the  few  in  Nash  and  Sawyer's  Loca- 
tion and  Carroll,  with  much  ability,  the  five  or  six  last  years 
of  his  life.  We  can  never  forget  his  appearance  not  long 
before  his  death.  So  long  had  he  been  accustomed  to  trav- 
ellers during  the  summer  months,  that  he  felt  he  could  not 
die  without  seeing  them  arrive  once  more.  His  venerable 
locks,  as  white  as  the  drifted  snow,  falling  to  his  very  shoul- 


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INCIDENTS  IN  WUITE  MOUNTAIN   HIST   RY.  97 

ders,  his  tall,  massive  form,  as  erect  as  in  the  prime  of  his 
manhood,  he  sat  supported  bj  his  affectionate  daughter,  as 
eagerly  waiting  for  the  coming  of  his  visitors,  as  the  dying 
sailor  for  the  sight  of  his  native  shores.  ''  Full  of  years,"  he 
died  on  their  first  arrival. 

He  was  a  good-humored  man  through  all  his  life,  and 
mingled  as  much  of  the  playful  with  the  sober  as  any  you 
will  ever  see.  After  his  days  of  toil  in  the  field  and  on  the 
mountain  were  over,  and  he  was  confined  to  his  house  through 
age,  he  spent  much  time  in  rehearsing  amusing  and  interest- 
ing anecdotes  to  all  who  were  disposed  to  listen  to  him,  and 
from  his  visitors  there  were  many  such.  Thus  he  greatly 
endeared  himself  to  his  guests,  and  through  succeeding  time 
not  a  few  of  them  will  rise  up  and  say, 

*'  I  remember  well  a  man,  a  "white-haired  man. 
Pithy  of  speech,  and  merry  when  he  would, 
A  genial  optimist,  who  daily  drew. 
From  what  he  saw,  his  quaint  moralities. 
Kindly  he  held  communion,  though  so  old. 
With  me,  a  dreaming  boy,  and  taught  me  much 
That  books  tell  not,  and  I  shall  ne'er  forget." 

Mrs.  Crawford  was  the  fitting  companion  of  so  hardy  a  man. 
She  was  the  mother  of  nine  children,  eight  sons  and  one 
daughter.  Erastus,  the  eldest  son,  was  six  feet  and  six 
inches  in  height,  strong,  and  very  compactly  made.  Ethan 
Allen,  as  we  have  before  remarked,  was  near  seven  feet  in 
height ;  and  no  son,  we  believe,  was  less  than  six  feet  tall. 

During  the  night  of  the  dreadful  storm,  when  my  brother's 
family  was  destroyed,  Mrs.  Crawford  was  alone  with  her 
smaller  children,  in  their  house.  The  water  rose  at  a  fear- 
ful rate,  bearing  along  on  its  current  sheep  and  cattle,  and 
hay  and  grain  which  were  stacked  in  the  fields.  Before  she 
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98  INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN  HISTORY. 

could  get  her  children  to  the  upper  story  of  the  house,  the 
water  was  twenty-two  inches  deep  on  the  lower  floor,  putting 
out  her  fire,  and  washing  the  ashes  about  the  room.  After 
securing  her  children,  finding  that  the  immense  mass  of  stufi", 
brought  down  by  the  water,  was  collecting  against  the  house, 
and  thus  endangering  it,  she  took  her  clothes-pole,  and,  during 
the  continuation  of  that  violent  tempest,  stood  and  pushed 
away  the  logs  and  timbers  as  they  came  rushing  against  the 
dwelling. 

For  years  the  Crawfords  were  the  only  ones  to  entertain 
travellers  to  the  mountains.  The  house  at  the  head  of  the 
Notch,  formerly  known  as  the  "  Crawford  House,"  was 
built  by  Ethan  and  his  father,  and  was  kept,  for  many  years, 
by  one  of  the  sons.  All  the  bridle-paths,  on  the  western  side 
of  the  mountains,  were  cut  by  them,  and  for  many  years  they 
were  the  only  guides  who  dared  conduct  visitors  to  the  sum- 
mit. A  melancholy  incident  is  connected  with  the  ' '  Craw- 
ford House"  bridle-paths,  showing  the  folly  of  attempting  to 
ascend  those  rugged  and  broken  heights  without  a  guide. 

An  Englishman,  by  the  name  of  Frederick  Strickland,  came 
to  the  Crawford  House,  then  kept  by  T.  J.  Crawford,  Oct. 
18th,  1840.  The  next  day  he  left  the  house,  in  company 
with  another  Englishman  and  a  guide,  to  ascend  the  moun- 
tains. When  they  reached  Mount  Pleasant,  the  guide  and 
the  other  Englishman,  on  account  of  the  cold,  and  snow  on 
the  mountain,  proposed  to  return,  and  strongly  advised  Mr. 
Strickland  to  do  the  same.  In  defiance  of  all  this,  however, 
he  persisted,  and  would  go  on.  He  delivered  up  his  horse  to 
the  guide,  and  proceeded,  on  foot,  toward  the  summit  of 
Mount  Washington,  intending  to  come  down  Mr.  Fabyan's 
bridle-path. 

The  guide  and  the  other  gentleman  returned  to  Mr.  Craw- 


INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN  HISTORY  99 

ford's.  In  the  mean  time  Mr.  Crawford  sent  the  baggage  of 
Mr.  Strickhind  to  Mr.  Fabjan's,  with  word  that  its  owner 
might  be  expected  to  come  down  from  the  mountain  and  stay 
with  him  that  night.  But,  as  he  did  not  come  that  night, 
Fabyan  thought  he  had  returned  to  Mr.  Crawford's.  The  next 
morning,  however,  Mr.  Crawford  chancing  to  pass,  inquired 
for  him.  This  excited  alarm,  and  they  both  started  in  pursuit 
of  him.  They  found  his  track  on  the  mountains,  and  followed 
that  until  night,  making  no  discovery  of  anything  but  some 
of  his  clothes. 

The  next  day  they  started,  with  others  added,  and  found 
him  dead.  He  had  precipitated  himself  over  some  rough 
descent  in  his  path,  and  lay  at  its  base  a  lifeless  corpse.  He 
was  the  eldest  son  of  Sir  George  Strickland,  an  eminent 
English  baronet,  recently  member  of  Parliament  for  the  county 
of  York.  He  was  about  thirty-five  years  of  age,  and  heir  to 
large  estates. 

At  the  time  of  his  death,  he  had  been  in  this  country  but 
X  few  months.  He  was  a  graduate  of  Cambridge  University, 
in  England,  and  was  a  cultivated  scholar. 

The  frightful  condition  of  those  lost  on  these  mountains, 
during  one  of  those  sudden  storms,  which  so  frequently  come 
upon  them,  cannot  be  better  described  than  in  the  words  of 
one  who  experienced  all  its  horrors.  A  party  of  young  men 
had  rashly  undertaken  the  ascent  alone,  quite  early  in  the 
season.  After  wandering  all  day  amid  the  precipices  and 
defiles,  night  and  a  misty,  foggy  storm  at  last  came  on,  com- 
pletely bewildering  them. 

"  The  slanting  remains  of  sunlight  faded  into  deep  shadow. 
The  light  troops  of  a  vast  army  of  dense  mists,  sweeping  low 
over  our  heads,  came  shutting  ofi"  the  last  light,  and,  even  as 
we  looked  in  wonder,  the  wonder  faded  into  fear   as  the 


100  INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

massive  body  of  the  cloudy  host  charged  upon  us.  It  waa  a 
cold,  thick  fog  —  the  coldest  and  solidest  I  ever  felt ;  appar- 
ently filled,  indeed,  with  little  particles  of  snow,  which  smote 
upon  our  summer  clothing  and  chilled  us  through  and 
through  in  an  instant.  Thicker  and  thicker  it  poured  past,  in 
interminable  volumes,  taking  our  remaining  strength  away 
with  the  warmth  of  our  bodies,  and  our  courage  with  our 
strength.  We  thought,  in  this  perplexity,  to  follow  the  ridge 
on  one  of  whose  summits  we  were,  downwards,  and  to  grope 
our  way  out  to  the  valley  of  the  Saco,  by  following  the  fall  of 
the  ravines.  We  could  not  see  twenty  feet.  The  darkness, 
as  the  sun  fell,  momently  increased.  Our  little  local  recol- 
lections having  been  frightened  away  by  the  mist, — thoroughly 
befogged  in  a  double  sense,  —  we  had  quite  forgotten  which 
way  the  ridge  sloped  downwards.  Having  followed  it  some 
distance  in  one  direction,  and  coming  to  an  ascent,  we  con- 
cluded we  were  going  wrong,  and  went  the  other  way.  Un- 
dertaking, this  time,  to  be  persevering,  we  kept  on  until  we 
got  fairly  away  from  the  neighborhood  of  our  resting-place, 
followed  one  or  two  cross  ridges,  which  offered  a  fallacious  pros- 
pect of  leading  us  somewhither,  and,  just  as  night  fell,  were 
thoroughly  lost ;  colder,  wearier,  hungrier,  and  more  scared 
than  ever.  We  could  not  now  see  a  step ;  and,  moreover,  had 
been,  for  an  hour,  stumbling  and  even  falling  from  the  weak- 
ness of  excessive  fatigue.  But  we  dared  not  sit  or  lie  down, 
lest  the  numbing  sleep  of  the  frost-cloud  should  take  our  lives 
away  on  its  white,  cold  wings.  So  we  even  betook  ourselves 
to  quadrupedal  progression.  We  crawled  cautiously  along, 
lowering  each  hand  and  knee  with  a  separate  care,  to  avoid 
cuts  and  scratches,  and  feeling  out  forward  into  the  gloom, 
which  seemed  to  press  close  upon  our  eyelids,  so  dense  and 
palpable  was  it.     We  spoke  to  each  other  continually,  lest  we 


INCIDENTS  IN  WHITE  MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  101 

should  become  separated.  Over  and  over  again  I  put  forth 
my  hand  for  the  next  step,  and,  upon  quietly  dropping  it, 
found  nothing  under  it.  That  was  a  sign  that  I  was  within 
six  inches  of  some  precipice.  Then  I  called  a  halt,  and  cau- 
tiously advanced  one  foot  over  the  brink.  If  I  could  reach  a 
footmg  below,  we  crawled  down  ;  if  not,  we  coasted  along  the 
edge,  or  tried  another  course.  Over  how  many  hundred  feet 
of  sheer  descent  I  may  have  hung  by  the  slippery  hold  of  one 
hand  and  one  knee, —  over  what  dark  and  empty  depths, 
floored  with  edged  and  pitiless  ledges,  teeth  of  primeval  stone, 
I  put  out  helpless  hand  or  foot  into  the  ghostly  gloom, — I 
know  not,  nor  do  I  care  to  know ;  but  the  helplessness  of 
the  unseen  gesture  yet  burdens  my  memory.  It  has  often 
haunted  my  rest.  For  years,  if  any  slight  disorder  superin- 
duced a  dreaming  condition,  I  was  in  dreams  at  uitervals 
driven  by  cold  mists  or  viewless  winds  through  interminable 
chasms  walking  up  to  heaven,  where  I  saw  that  seeking  ges- 
ture repeated  to  infinity.  Over  every  ledge  would  then  be  put 
forth  a  helpless  hand,  pointing  to  me,  clutching  at  the  thick 
mist,  holding  wide-spread  fingers  stretched  stiffly  out,  sweeping 
slowly  hither  and  thither,  vibrating  up  and  down  in  frantic 
indecision ;  indicating  di-eadful  variations  upon  the  solitary 
theme  of  utter  and  desperate  loss  and  helplessness. 

''  So  we  wandered,  until  it  became  evident,  as,  indeed,  it 
would  have  been  before,  if  we  ftad  reasoned  deliberately,  that 
we  should  shortly  become  absolutely  unable  even  to  crawl, 
and  should  then,  of  necessity,  fall  over  a  crag,  or  stiffen  and 
die.  We,  therefore,  felt  about  for  a  soft  rock ;  and  having 
found  one  which,  if  not  actually  soft,  was,  at  least,  rather 
smoother  than  most,  and,  moreover,  a  little  sheltered  from  the 
wmd-driven  frost-fog,  we  slept  and  watched  alternately,  in 
miserable  five  or  ten  minute  snatches,  until  some  time  in  the 
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102  INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

latter  part  of  the  night,  spending  the  time  allotted  to  watch- 
ing in  thrashing  the  arms  about,  kicking,  stamping,  and  the 
other  doleful  manoeuvres  which  are  useful  in  fio^htino;  against 
severe  cold  and  overpowering  drowsiness.  At  last  after  an  in- 
definite quantity  —  it  might,  so  far  as  any  perception  of  the 
passage  of  time  was  concerned,  have  been  a  week —  of  wretch- 
ed dozing  and  waking,  the  last  detachment  of  the  dreadful  fog 
scudded  over  us.  The  moon  and  stars  shone  out,  most  glo- 
rious and  welcome  to  behold.  We  drained  the  remainder  of 
our  brandy,  summoned  the  remainder  of  our  strength,  and  re- 
sumed our  last  plan  of  getting  out  of  the  mountains,  by  follow- 
ing the  fall  of  the  water-courses.  We  climbed,  with  many  falls 
and  much  danger,  all  stiff  and  chilled  as  we  were,  hardly  retain- 
ing any  sensation  beyond  our  elbows  and  knees,  and  articulating 
only  with  difficulty,  down  into  a  ravine,  along  whose  lowest 
rift  we  stumbled,  sometimes  in  shadow  and  sometimes  in  the 
uncertain  gleam  of  the  moonlight,  but  free,  at  least,  from  the 
deadly  cold  and  impenetrable  darkness  of  the  frost-fog." 

Nancy's  Brook  and  Nancy's  Bridge  are  so  familiar  to  all 
who  have  ever  visited  the  mountains,  or  know  anything  of 
their  history,  that  we  could  not,  if  we  would,  omit  the  inci- 
dent which  gave  them  this  name. 

The  stream  itself  is  about  half  a  mile  below  the  Mt.  Crawford 
House,  and  comes  rushing  down  from  unknown  heights  in  the 
dark  forest  above.  "And  any  one,  who  has  the  least  capa- 
bility of  appreciating  scenes  of  wildness  and  desolation,  will 
be  amply  repaid  for  following,  for  a  mile,  the  course  of  the 
stream,  among  the  crags,  as  it  comes  leaping  in  indescribable 
clearness  and  beauty  down  the  mountain.  During  the  lapse 
of  ages,  this  stream  has  cut  a  channel,  in  some  places  thirty 
feet  deep,  through  the  rock,  and  rushes,  foaming  on  its  way, 
with  perpendicular  walls  on  each  side.     The  rocks  around 


INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN  HISTORY.  103 

are  -worn  into  most  grotesque  forms,  and  the  eye  is  never 
weary  in  gazing  upon  the  cascades  and  deep  transparent 
basins.  In  one  of  its  wildest  portions  the  stream  is  spanned 
by  a  rustic  structure  called  Nancy's  Bridge." 

Nancy  was  a  servant-girl  in  the  family  of  Col.  Whipple, 
of  whom  we  have  before  spoken  in  our  account  of  JeJQferson. 
A  man,  also  in  the  employ  of  the  colonel,  had  won  the  heart 
of  the  poor  girl,  and  between  them  there  was  an  engagement 
of  marriage. 

It  was  the  intention  of  the  two,  or  at  least  of  Nancy,  and 
she  supposed  of  the  man  from  what  he  had  promised  her,  to 
accompany  Col.  Whipple  on  his  usual  fall  visit  to  Portsmouth, 
and  there  be  married.  But  a  few  days  previous  to  the  time 
she  supposed  they  were  to  start,  she  gave  her  money,  which 
the  colonel  had  paid  her  for  her  services,  to  her  lover  for  safe- 
keeping until  their  arrival  at  Portsmouth,  and  had  gone  to 
Lancaster,  a  distance  of  nine  miles,  to  make  some  purchases 
necessary  for  the  journey. 

While  she  was  away  at  Lancaster,  suspecting  no  evil, 
the  colonel  and  her  lover  set  out  upon  their  journey.  Whether 
Col.  Whipple  was  aware  of  her  intention  of  accompanying 
him  we  cannot  say.  If  he  was  not,  no  blame,  of  course,  can 
be  attached  to  him,  but,  if  he  was,  he  was  equally  guilty  with 
his  treacherous  companion.  But  leaving  the  guilt,  it  is  im- 
possible to  describe  the  grief  and  disappointment  of  the  poor 
girl  when  she  learned  their  departure  without  her.  She  had 
not  left  Lancaster  when  it  was  made  known  to  her,  but  she 
determined  at  once  to  follow  them.  She  immediately  left 
Lancaster  for  Jefferson.  At  Jefferson  the  men  in  Col.  Whip- 
ple's family  endeavored  to  dissuade  her  from  so  perilous  an 
undertaking,  urging  the  many  diflSculties  she  would  have  to 
encounter,  and  that  the  colonel  had  been  gone  since  early  in 


104  INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN  HISTORY. 

the  morning ;  but  nothing  could  detain  her.  She  tied  up  a 
small  bundle  of  clothing,  and  set  out,  already  wet  and  fatigued 
by  her  long  walk  from  Lancaster.  The  snow  was  deep,  no 
path  but  spotted  trees,  and  night  had  already  set  in,  when 
she  again  started.  Since  sunset,  the  snow  had  commenced 
falling,  and  a  bitter  north-west  wind  di^ove  it  in  blinding 
masses  against  the  almost  frozen  wanderer.  Her  object  was 
to  reach  the  Notch,  a  distance  of  thirty  miles,  where  Col. 
Whipple  had  a  camp,  and  would  undoubtedly  stop  the  night. 
Could  she  reach  there  before  they  had  started  in  the  morning 
her  object  would  be  accomplished.  This  hope  buoying  her 
up,  she  travelled  on  through  the  live-long  night,  and  arrived 
at  the  camp  not  long  after  the  colonel  and  his  man  had  left, 
for  the  &e  they  had  kindled  had  not  yet  gone  out. 

Completely  exhausted  and  worn  out,  as  she  must  have  been, 
by  fatigue  and  hunger,  not  having  eaten  anything  since  she 
left  Jefferson,  she  still  determined  to  persevere  and  overtake 
them  if  possible.  Accordingly,  after  warming  herself,  she 
again  set  out.  But  it  was  too  much  ;  her  already  overtaxed 
strength  gave  out  but  a  short  distance  after  she  had  left  the 
camp.  In  crossing  the  little  stream,  since  called  Nancy's 
brook,  her  clothes  had  become  wet,  and  near  the  top  of  the 
opposite  bank,  she  sat  down  at  the  foot  of  an  aged  tree  tc 
rest.  Here  she  was  found,  not  many  hours  after,  her  head 
resting  upon  her  staff,  frozen  to  death. 

"  Cold  's  the  sno-w  at  my  head. 

And  cold  's  the  snow  at  my  feet ; 
And  the  finger  of  death  's  at  my  eyes. 
Closing  them  to  sleep. 

Let  none  tell  my  father. 

Or  my  mother  so  dear  ; 
I  '11  meet  them  both  in  heaven, 

At  the  spring-time  of  the  year." 


INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  105 

When  Nancy  left  Col.  Whipple's,  in  Jefferson,  the  men  who 
had  tried  to  dissuade  her  from  starting,  thinking  she  would 
not  go  far  in  so  blustering  a  night,  but  would  soon  return,  did 
not  think  of  following  her.  As  the  evening  wore  away,  and 
she  did  not  return,  they  grew  anxious  lest  she  should  perish 
in  the  snow,  and  set  out  in  pursuit  of  her.  After  expecting, 
during  the  whole  night,  their  next  step  would  bring  them  upon 
her,  they  at  last  reached  the  camp,  where  the  fire  she  had 
just  left  was  yet  burning.  Resting  here  but  a  few  moments, 
they  hurried  on,  and  found  her  just  across  the  brook  as  we 
have  described. 

The  treacherous  lover  survived  her  not  long,  but  died  in 
a  few  years,  a  raging  maniac,  in  a  mad-house.  A  writer  of 
fiction  has  made  the  moans  and  wailings  of  the  poor  lover  to 
be  heard  even  now  at  times  around  the  death-place  of  the 
deceived  Nancy.  In  the  still  night  the  mountains  surround- 
ing echo  the  bitter  lamentations.  A  most  amusing  anecdote 
may  illustrate  all  the  noises  of  this  description  usually  heard 
around  the  Notch.  The  above  writer  may  have  passed 
through  a  similar  scene,  and  if  so,  he  may  readily  be  pardoned 
for  his  ghostly  proclivities. 

A  peculiar,  superstitious  man,  some  years  ago,  passing  up 
through  the  Notch  to  Lancaster  from  his  residence  in  Bart- 
lett,  camped  out  in  the  woods,  not  far  from  his  path.  He 
was  unused  to  camping  in  the  woods,  and  in  the  outset  felt 
some  beatings  of  heart.  He  made  the  best  of  it,  however, 
and  laid  down.  He  gained  courage,  and  thought  he  should 
pass  the  night  like  a  hero.  He  verged  towards  sleeping.  It 
almost  came  to  him.  He  was  in  a  transition  state,  half-sleep- 
ing and  half- waking!  But,  ah  !  what  was  that  ?  A  dismal 
sound  was  in  his  ears.  What  was  it  ?  Where  was  it  ?  He 
rose  up  on  his  elbow,  looked  and  listened.     Now  it  comes 


106  INCIDENTS  IN  WHITE  MOUNTAIN  HISTORY. 

again,  right  from  over  his  head,  a  peal  or  a  screech  that 
pierced  him  through  and  through.  Ah  !  indeed,  thought  he, 
for  he  dare  not  speak,  what  can  that  be  ?  Now  he  trembled, 
he  sweat,  his  head  swam,  his  teeth  chattered.  He  tried  to 
think  of  something  he  should  do  or  say.  But,  0  !  there  it  is 
again.  Screech,  screech,  screech  !  It  seemed  as  if  the  very 
hembcks  would  shake  ofif  their  leaves  over  his  head.  Now 
he  was  whist  as  the  night-dew,  still  as  he  could  possibly  be. 
just  breathing  out  from  under  his  blanket,  hoping  the  spirit 
would  go ;  but  no,  there  it  is  again.  0,  dear,  what  a  screech  ! 
It  comes  again  and  again.  It  seems  as  if  all  the  wizards  in 
the  universe  were  there.  Now  he  rises  up,  shuddering  though 
he  did  from  his  crown  down  to  his  very  toes.  For  a  moment 
he  sat  hesitating,  one  shudder  following  another,  till  he 
spake  out,  "  You  wizard,  begone  !  I  tell  you,  begone  !  Dis- 
perse yourself!  I  charge  you,  begone  !  Leave  me  !  "  He 
kept  on  in  this  way  till  finally  he  succeeded.  The  owl  left, 
and  after  a  while  he  lay  down  quietly  under  his  blanket  and 
slept. 

A  singular  auroral  display  occurred  a  few  years  since  at 
the  mountains,  causing  almost  as  much  wonder  and  astonish- 
ment to  the  beholders  as  the  first  appearance  of  the  Aurora 
Borealis  to  the  people  of  New  England  in  1719.  A  corre- 
spondent of  one  of  the  Boston  papers,  who  witnessed  the  whole 
scene,  has  finely  described  it. 

""White  Mountain  Notch,  September,  1851. 
"  Meteoric  phenomena  of  such  a  wonderful  kind  were  wit- 
nessed here  last  Saturday  evening,  that  they  seemed  to  those 
travelling  in  that  region,  who  were  fortiinate  enough  to  be- 
hold them,  to  demand  some  public  notice,  and  I  trust  you 
will  concur  with  us  in  our  opinion,  although  no  description, 
much  less  my  own,  can  do  justice  to  this  singularly  brilliant, 


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INCIDENTS  IN  WHITE  MOUNTAIN  HISTORY.  107 

and  even  appalling,  display  of  celestial  fire-works.  During 
the  whole  of  the  evening  we  observed  the  ordinary  tranquil 
aurora,  illuminating  a  portion  of  the  northern  hemisphere, 
and  shining  with  a  mild,  steady,  white  light,  but  remarked 
no  variation  of  color  or  form  ;  and  it  was  not  till  about  half- 
past  eleven  that  the  avant  courier  of  the  coming  exhibition 
appeared  in  the  shape  of  a  luminous  band,  stretching  suddenly 
across  the  sky,  oscillating  with  a  tremulous  motion.  A  gen- 
tleman from  Philadelphia  had  proposed  walking  down  into  the 
Notch  to  view  it  by  moonlight ;  and  as  we  drew  near  it,  the 
twin  Titans  guarding  the  entrance  stood  boldly  forth  against  a 
sky  of  unusual  clearness,  while  the  mist  collected  in  the  val- 
ley, lit  up  by  the  moon  and  stars,  resembled  a  sleeping  lake. 
"  Having  advanced  quite  a  distance  into  the  Notch,  we  re- 
clined  upon  an  elevated  rock  to  contemplate  the  rugged  gran- 
deur of  the  cliffs  as  they  rose  in  the  clear,  soft  light,  when 
our  eyes  were  greeted  by  the  above-mentioned  phenomenon. 
As  we  lay  flat  on  our  backs,  on  a  sudden,  from  the  upper 
edge  of  the  shining  segment  in  the  north,  while  the  lower 
part  grew  dark,  shot  forth  innumerable  rays,  like  jets  of  liquid 
light,  which  preserved  their  form  a  moment,  appearing  like  a 
resplendent  diadem  of  solid  diamond  on  the  Egyptian  brow 
of  night.  Oblong  spots  of  a  brilliant  light  now  sprang  into 
view  in  various  quarters,  which,  becoming  gradually  elongated, 
burst  at  the  top,  scattering  masses  of  light  in  all  directions. 
Soon  broad,  shining  columns  emerged  from  different  points  in 
the  horizon,  moving  slowly  at  first,  then  darting  up  with  hi- 
credible  swiftness,  suddenly  vanishing  and  reappearing  of 
increased  brilliancy,  eclipsing  the  light  of  the  planets  and 
moon  —  now  chasing  each  other  in  lightning  race  around  the 
sky,  and  finally  enlarging,  after  infinite  changes  of  form,  so 
as  to  occupy  the  whole  heavens.     A  universal,  undulating 


108  INCIDENTS  IN  WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

motion,  similar  to  the  swell  of  the  sea,  or  the  motion  of  a 
■\vind-3wept  field  of  grain,  but  more  rapid  than  the  dart  of  the 
frightened  serpent,  now  proved  the  precursor  of  increased 
beauty,  and  of  the  most  truly  amazing  phenomena.  A  small 
pitchy  cloud,  of  irregular  form,  appears  at  the  zenith,  which, 
as  it  were,  kindles  and  emits  tongues  of  flame  of  the  most 
variegated  and  brilliant  hues  —  green,  purple,  pink,  golden 
and  violet,  and  streams  of  fire,  shooting  in  a  sinuous  course, 
as  when 

'  Hell's  standard-bearer, 

from  the  glittering  staff  unfurled 

The  imperial  ensign,  which,  full-nigh  advanced 
Shone  like  a  meteor,  streaming  to  the  ■wind, 
With  gems  and  golden  lustre  rich  emblazed  ; ' 

while,  all  over  the  heavens,  cloud-like  masses,  flushed  with  the 
richest  tints,  like  the  glancing  light  on  the  polished  steel, 
evolve  in  the  twinkling  of  an  eye  countless  forms  of  beauty, 
as,  following  the  chieftain's  ensign, 

*  All  in  a  moment  through  t^e  gloom  were  seen 
Ten  thousand  banners  rising  in  the  air, 
With  orient  colors  waving.' 

And  sulphurous  flames,  seeming  to  issue  from  the  mountain, 
darted  from  behind,  resembling  the  bursting  forth  of  volcanic 
fires.  Such  a  scene,  calculated  to  excite  the  noblest  emotions, 
I  never  expect  to  behold  again  ;  it  was  worth  a  voyage  across 
the  Atlantic.  It  might  be  compared  to  a  vast  canopy,  or 
tent,  suspended  from  the  zenith,  inwrought  with  gold  and 
silver,  rubies  and  emeralds,  and  shaken  by  a  mighty  wind. 
And  it  would  not  require  a  vivid  imagination,  for  one,  shut  in 
as  we  were  by  eternal  rocks,  with  the  sky  kindling  over  our 
heads,  to  see  above  him  the  fretted  roof  of  Pandemonium  set 


INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  109 

with  '■  crests,  fed  with  naphtha  and  asphaltus,'  and  around, 
gigantic  forms  reposing  on  their  couches  ;  or  to  think  '  her 
stores  were  opened,  and  this  firmament,'  spouting  cataracts 
of  fire  ;   '  impendent  horrors  threatening  insidious  fall.' 

'^Nearly  all  the  colors  of  the  spectrum  were  exhibited  in 
dazzling  succession,  green  being  especially  prominent,  which 
our  landlord  told  us,  has  never  been  seen  here  before,  though 
red  is  quite  common.  Nothing  was  wanting  except  the  hiss- 
ing and  crackling  noises  sometimes  heard  here,  and  frequent 
in  high  northern  latitudes  :  the  solemn  stillness,  however, 
added,  I  thought,  to  the  sublimity  of  the  scene. 

"  After  the  lapse  of  about  half  an  hour,  the  varied  colors 
gradually  faded,  and  a  dim,  white  light  alone  remained  in 
the  northern  sky.  The  Aurora  Borealis  of  Lapland,  as  de- 
scribed by  Maupertuis  and  others, '  are  very  similar  to  this 
display.  The  weather  at  the  mountains  for  two  or  three  days 
has  been  the  warmest  of  the  season ;  the  thermometer  ranging 
ninety  to  ninety-eight  degrees." 
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CHAPTER    VIII. 

THE   SLIDES. 

THE  EFFECT  OP   THE  TURNPIKE  UPON    TRAVEL  THROUGH    THE  NOTCH.  —  COuS 

TEAMSTERS.  —  PLEASURE  TRAVEL. WANT  OF  PUBLIC  HOUSES. THE  FIRST 

HOUSE  BUILT  AT  THE  NOTCH.  —  MOVING  OP  MR.  WILLEY  TO  THE  NOTCH.  — 
THE  FIRST  WINTER  AFTER  HIS  REMOVAL.  —  THE  FIRST  SLIDE  IN  JUNE.  — 
THE  FEARS  OF  3tfR.  WILLEY  AND   HIS   FAMILY.  —  THE   GREAT  STORM.  —  THE 

GREAT  DROUGHT   PREVIOUS    TO    THE  STORM. THEORY   OP    SLIDES.  —  THE 

FIRST  SIGNS  OF  THE  STORM.  —  THE  GATHERING  OF  THE  CLOUDS  ABOUT  THE 
MOUNTAINS   AS   SEEN   FROM   CONWAY. — NIGHT   OF   THE   DISASTER.  —  VERY 

PECULIAR  APPEARANCE  OP  THE  MOUNTAINS  ABOUT  MIDNIGHT. RAPID  RISE 

OP  THE  SACO  IN  CONWAY.  —  FIRST  DISCOVERY  OP  SLIDES.  —  FIRST  NEWS 
FROM  THE  NOTCH. THE  SHRILL  VOICE  IN  THE  DARKNESS. THE  CON- 
FIRMATION OF   THE   FIRST  REPORT. THE  MANNER  OF  COMMUNICATING   THE 

NEWS. THE   TRUMPET  AT   MIDNIGHT. SETTING    OUT  FOR   THE   NOTCH.  

CONDITION   OP   THE   ROADS.  —  THE   APPEARANCE   OP   THE   SACO    VALLEY. 

ARRIVAL  AT  THE  "  WILLEY  HOUSE." SEARCH  FOR  THE  BODIES. FIND- 
ING OF  SOME  OP  THE  BODIES. BURIAL. THE  PRAYER   AT  THE  GRAVE.  — ■ 

FINDING  OP  OTHER  BODIES.  —  OXEN.  —  THE  FIRST  NIGHT  SPENT  IN  THB 
HOUSE  SUCCEEDING  THE  STORM. 


0  loneliest,  wildest,  most  forsaken  spot  ! 
Here  in  the  valley's  bwest  depth  embowered, 
Reposed  in  humblest  guise  one  poor,  rude  cot, 
Beneath  its  eaves  the  wild  geranium  flowered  ; 
On  the  few  sharers  of  its  lowly  lot 
Plenty  and  Peace  and  Love  their  blessings  showered. 
But  Danger  came  and  rattled  at  its  door  ; 
Silence  and  Safety,  the  old  warders  fled. 


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INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  Ill      J 

And  one  returned  to  that  lone  place  no  more  ; 

A  midnight  darkness  o'er  the  sky  was  spread, 

Lightning  and  storm,  with  flash  and  gusty  roar, 

Loosened,  and  on  its  fearful  errand  sped 

The  rocky  avalanche,  crashing,  strong  and  blind. 

While  Terror  stalked  before,  and  Death  was  close  behind." 

The  Tenth  Turnpike  in  New  Hampshire,  sajs  an  old 
Gazetteer,  was  incorporated  in  the  year  1803,  December 
27th,  to  extend  from  the  west  line  of  Bartlett  through  the 
Notch  of  the  White  Hills,  a  distance  of  twenty  miles.  It  oc- 
cupied the  site  of  a  laid-out  but  never  well-finished  county 
road,  which  had  been  projected  years  before.  The  effects  of 
the  labors  of  the  incorporated  company  were  soon  seen  in  the 
increasing  travel.  In  a  short  time  from  its  opening  it  became 
one  of  the  best  paying  turnpikes  in  northern  New  Hampshire. 
The  only  outlet  to  the  large  portion  of  country  north  of  the 
White  Mountains,  beginning  then  to  be  settled,  its  numerous 
advantages  were  not  long  in  being  appreciated.  Prior  to  the 
extension  of  the  northern  railroads,  and  the  opening  of  the 
numerous  markets  along  their  Imes,  its  demand,  as  an  outlet 
to  the  Coos,  was  niuch  more  strongly  felt  than  at  present* 
The  original  cost  of  the  road  was  forty  thousand  dollars,  its 
repairs  were  many  and  expensive,  and  yet  its  dividends  were 
large,  and  its  stock  always  good. 

Portland,  the  nearest  and  most  accessible  of  the  seaboard 
towns,  was,  in  those  days,  the  great  market  for  all  this  part 
of  New  Hampshire.  Well  can  we  remember  the  long  train 
of  Coos  teams  which  used  to  formerly  pass  through  Conway. 
In  winter,  more  particularly,  we  have  seen  lines  of  teams  half 
a  mile  in  length  ;  the  tough,  scrubby,  Canadian  horses  har- 
nessed to  "  pungs,"  well  loaded  down  with  pork,  cheese,  butter 
and  lard,  the  drivers  rivalling  almost  the  modern  locomotiye 


112  INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN  HISTORY. 

and  its  more  eleo;ant  train  of  carriaojes  in  noise  and  bluster. 
Hardjj  resolute  men  were  those  earlj  settlers  of  the  Coos ; 


" Rough, 

But  generous  and  braye  and  kind.' 

Besides  this  Coos  travel,  compelled,  as  it  were,  to  pass 
through  this  gateway  of  the  mountains,  the  mountains  them- 
selves had  already  begun  to  attract  much  attention.  Visitors 
to  them,  though  few  in  comparison  with  the  large  numbers 
which  now  resort  thither,  journeyed  mostly  in  private  car- 
riages, and  thus  gave  to  their  travel  an  importance  far  beyond 
what  at  the  present  time  the  same  number  would  command. 

The  want  of  public  houses  on  the  road,  especially  through 
the  mountains,  to  accommodate  the  increasing  travel,  was 
sorely  felt.  Trom  the  elder  Crawford's  to  the  old  Rosebrook 
place,  where  recently  stood  the  Mount  Washington  House,  a 
distance  of  thirteen  miles,  there  was  no  public  house,  indeed  no 
occupied  house.  To  appreciate  fully  the  necessity  there  was 
for  these  places  of  shelter,  one  should  pass  north  through  the 
Notch  in  the  depth  of  winter.  The  roads  are  then  buried 
beneath  the  snow,  piled  up  in  drifts  to  a  great  depth.  This 
is  continually  blown  about  by  the  wind  so  as  to  render  im- 
possible a  well-beaten  path.  The  traveller  has,  frequently, 
shovel  in  hand,  to  work  his  way  through  the  mountains,  the 
cold  northern  winds,  concentrated  by  their  passage  through 
the  Notch,  blowing  directly  in  his  face,  almost  instantly 
penetrating  and  benumbing  him. 

To  open,  then,  a  public  house  somewhere  on  this  distance, 
it  was  seen,  would  be  not  only  a  work  of  profit,  but  of  kind- 
ness. For  this  purpose  a  house  had  been  erected,  some  years 
previous  to  the  time  of  which  we  write,  by  a  Mr.  Henry  Hill, 


INCIDENTS  IN  WHITE  MOUNTAIN  HISTORY.  113 

and  is  yet  standing,  being  ftimiliarly  known  as  the  "  Willey 
House."  It  was  ke^^t  by  Mr.  Hill  and  others  as  a  public 
house  for  several  years,  but  was  at  length  abandoned,  and,  at 
the  time  of  my  brother's  moving  into  it,  had  been  untenanted 
for  several  months.  It  was  in  the  fall  of  the  year  1825  that 
he  first  moved  his  family  into  this  house.  It  had  been 
roughly  used  by  the  mountain  storms  and  winds,  and  needed 
much  repairing.  The  fall  was  accordingly  spent  in  making 
it  comfortable  for  the  winter.  He  enlarged  the  stable,  and 
made  such  other  improvements  as  time  would  allow,  to  make 
it  a  comfortable  shelter  for  man  and  beast.  But,  with  all  his 
most  earnest  labors,  he  was  but  imperfectly  prepared  for  the 
intense  cold  and  storms  of  those  mountain  winters.  Still  he 
was  hailed  as  a  benefactor,  and  often  were  he  and  his  shelter 
greeted  with  as  much  warmth  by  the  traveller  in  those  moun-i 
tain  passes,  as  the  monks  of  St.  Bernard  by  the  wanderer^ 
upon  the  Alps. 

The  winter  passed,  nothing  unusual  occurring,  beyond  the 
arrival  and  departure  of  his  various  company.  In  the  spring 
further  improvements  were  projected  and  commenced  in  his 
buildings,  with  the  design  of  making  them  worthy  of  the  in- 
creasing patronage.  Travellers,  who  had  been  his  guests, 
often  gave  us  flattering  accounts  of  his  success,  and  not  the 
least  apprehension  was  felt  for  his  safety.  The  first  thing  that 
particularly  diversified  his  history  and  awakened  his  fears,  was 
the  slide  which  took  place  in  June  following  the  spring  just 
referred  to. 

In  the  afternoon  of  one  dull,  misty  day  during  this  month, 
he  and  his  wife  were  sitting  by  a  window,  that  looked  out  to 
the  north  and  west.  Before  them  rose  in  all  its  grandeur 
the  mountain  which  is  called  by  their  name,  '^  Willey  Moun- 
tain." The  clouds  and  mists  almost  entirely  covered  the 
10* 


114  INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

mountain  ;  but,  as  they  cleared  up  and  the  surface  came  out 
to  view,  thej  saw  distinctly  a  large  mass  of  earth  beginning 
to  move.  It  passed  slowly  on,  increasing  in  volume  and 
extent,  stopping  occasionally,  as  it  were  to  take  breath,  and 
at  last  rushed  into  the  valley  beneath.  This  was  quickly 
followed  by  another,  less  in  magnitude  and  extent.  These 
slides  took  place  near  the  house,  and  did  no  injury  beyond 
greatly  exciting  their  fears. 

They  were  startled  by  them,  and  took  counsel  from  their 
fears  at  first  to  leave  the  place.  It  is  said,  and  is  probably 
correct,  that  my  brother,  under  the  first  panic,  was  even 
about  getting  ready  his  carriage  to  carry  his  family  to  some 
place  of  greater  safety.  He  felt  for  the  moment  that  he 
must  leave. 

But  still  it  is  certain  he  did  not  leave  the  place.  He 
grew  more  calm  in  a  short  time,  and,  not  long  after  the  period 
referred  to,  became  almost  entirely  unapprehensive  of  danger. 
I  never  saw  him  after  this  event,  but  was  told  repeatedly  that 
he  apprehended  no  danger  to  himself  or  family  from  what  had 
passed.  In  conversation  with  a  person  on  the  subject,  in 
reply  to  a  query  as  to  his  feelings  in  relation  to  the  recent 
slides,  he  said,  "  Such  an  event,  we  know,  has  not  happened 
here  for  a  very  long  time  past,  and  another  of  the  kind  is  not 
likely  to  occur  for  an  equally  long  time  to  come.  Taking 
things  past  in  this  view,  then,"  said  he,  "  I  am  not  afraid." 
This  was  certainly  fair  reasoning  on  the  matter,  and  such  as  we 
midit  all  well  make  under  like  circumstances,  thouo;h  now 
we  can  see,  in  the  light  of  all  that  is  past,  how  little  it  availed 
in  respect  to  the  calamity  that  awaited  him  so  soon.  His 
unsuspicious  calmness  did  not  protect  him  from  danger.  It 
rather  presaged  evil  than  good.  It  was  the  dreadful  felt 
stillness  that  often,  perhaps  always,  precedes  the  earthquake. 


INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.       ^-115 

Now  we  perceive  that  the  events  we  have  written  above  had  a 
dreadful  significance  in  them. 

In  August,  succeeding  the  June  we  have  just  referred  to, 
a  storm  took  place  in  the  region  of  the  White  Mountains, 
raging  in  and  about  the  Notch  with  peculiar  violence.  It 
was  memorable  for  its  strength  and  for  its  disastrous  effects. 
It  can  never  be  forgotten  while  a  single  individual  shall 
exist  that  lived  anywhere  near  the  place  in  which  it  trans- 
pired, or  any  care  be  taken  to  transmit  the  account  of  it  to 
succeeding  times.  I  lived  at  North  Conway  at  the  time 
of  it,  and  can,  therefore,  best  present  what  I  have  to  say 
from  that  point. 

Previous  to  the  time  in  which  this  storm  took  place,  there 
had  been  a  long  and  heavy  drought.     The  earth,  under  a 
fervid  sun,  had  dried  to  an  unusual  depth.    This  prepared  the 
way  for  the  surface  of  it  to  be  operated  on  more  powerfully 
by  any  quick  and  copious  rain.     The  soil,  dried  deep  and; 
powdered  somewhat,  would  slide  easier  under  the  pressure  of  ; 
any  accumulating  waters,  especially  if  the  roots  of  plants  that ' 
traversed  it  had  been  made  tender  by  the  long-continued  heat 
that  had  been  upon  them.     In  this,  perhaps,  we  have  as 
good  a  theory  of  slides  as  any  that  can  be  made. 

As  the  month  verged  towards  its  closing,  signs  of  rain 
began  to  appear.  Clouds  gathered  on  the  sky,  and  though 
they  would  disperse  in  a  short  time,  quickly  they  would 
gather  again.  They  continued  to  do  this  a  number  of  days 
in  succession,  every  day  assuming  more  permanence  than 
they  did  the  preceding  one.  At  length  they  became  so  con- 
densed, that  they  gave  rain,  small  in  quantity  to  be  sure,  but 
some  —  a  signal  of  what  was  to  follow.  In  this  way,  things 
went  on  till  the  storm  came  on  in  its  strength. 

The  great  disaster,  in  the  destruction  of  my  brother  and 


IIG  INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

his  whole  family,  consisting  of  his  wife  and  five  children, 
together  with  two  hired  men,  took  place  on  the  night  of  the 
twenty-eighth  of  this  month,  August.  That  day  came  on 
Monday,  and  the  disaster  took  place  some  time  during  the 
night  of  that  day.  I  was  away  from  home  on  an  exchange 
the  Sabbath  previous,  and  remember  well  all  the  circum- 
stances and  events  of  the  gathering  storm.  On  Monday,  as  I 
came  home,  I  recollect  I  was  hindered  by  the  rain,  occasion- 
ally falling  in  showers ;  so  that,  though  I  had  but  compara- 
tively a  few  miles  to  come,  I  did  not  reach  home  till  near 
sunset. 

On  my  way,  as  I  came  up  from  the  south  toward  my 
residence,  I  had  the  most  favorable  opportunity  to  note  the 
gathering  clouds.  Their  movements  were  all  before  me,  and 
I  had  only  to  look  and  see  them.  I  had  often  seen  storms 
gather  in  the  regions  of  those  compacted  and  elevated  moun- 
tains, but  never  before  with  such  grandeur  and  awfulness. 
The  clouds  were  not  so  rapid  in  motion  as  I  had  seen  before, 
but  their  volume  and  blackness  made  up,  and  more  than  made 
up,  for  the  want  of  speed.  Their  comparative  slow  movement, 
indeed,  added  greatly  to  the  sublimity  of  their  appearance. 
They  reminded  one  of  some  heavy  armed  legions  moving 
slowly  and  steadily  to  battle.  As  they  sailed  up  the  giant 
outline  of  mountain  range  extending  from  Chicorua  peak 
northward  for  miles,  till  you  come  to  the  White  Mountains, 
and  then,  pressing  upon  them,  covering  them  fold  after  fold 
with  their  dark  solemn  drapery,  I  could  but  think  of  the 
march  of  Napoleon,  and  the  measured  tread  of  his  infantry, 
loaded  heavily  with  armor,  moving  on  to  some  warlike 
encounter. 

They  were,  in  all  truth,  the  very  significant  portents  of 
a  most  affecting  scene  of  destruction.     As  we  anticipated 


INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  117 

things  in  the  sequel  transpired.  At  the  close  of  that  day, 
■when  the  darkness  was  just  coming  on,  it  began  to  rain ;  and 
such  a  rain  I  never  knew  before.  The  way  for  it  had  been 
prepared,  and  now  it  came  on  in  its  fury.  I  was  not  con- 
scious of  all  of  it,  especially  the  latter  part.  Being  somewhat 
fatigued,  I  retired  early  and  slept  soundly.  As  it  appeared 
afterwards,  I  slept  calmly  while  others,  not  very  far  off,  my 
kindred,  even,  were  suffering  and  dying.  Not  long  after 
midnight,  I  was  waked  suddenly  by  the  slamming  of  a  large 
door,  on  the  barn,  that  was  ajar  and  playing  in  the  wind. 
I  arose-  quickly  and  went  out.  As  I  passed  round  the  corner 
of  the  house  to  go  to  the  barn,  which  stood  north,  in  the 
direction  of  the  White  Mountains,  my  eyes  fell  directly 
upon  them.  I  saw  something  about  them  unusual.  It  was 
all  clear  overhead,  not  a  cloud  on  the  sky,  and  the  moon 
shone  brightly.  The  storm  had  passed  off.  On  the  White 
Mountains  there  lay,  close  down  upon  them,  a  large,  dark  cov- 
ering of  clouds.  It  appeared  like  a  pall  thrown  over  sugar- 
loaves  of  unequal  heights.^  Save  this,  all  above  and  about 
them  was  clear  and  cloudless. 

Out  of  them  were  seen,  at  short  intervals,  vivid  light- 
nings. I  heard  no  thunder ;  I  saw  only  the  lightnings.  They 
continued  till  I  had  done  my  work,  and  returned  to  the  house. 
These  were  unusual  as  we  have  said;  but  whatever  there  might 
be  in  them,  peculiar  in  character,  we  may  consider  them  now 
the  after  scene  of  the  storm,  just  passed,  and  as  impending 
the  spot  where  death  had  just  ceased  its  revel. 

I  had  remained  in  the  house  but  a  short  time  when  word 
came  to  my  door  that  the  intervales  were  being  entirely 
covered  with  water,  and  that  they  must  immediately  be  cleared 
of  the  cattle  and  horses  that  were  upon  them.  As  we  came 
up  from  the  intervales,  having  accomplished  the  object,  we 


118  INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

could  but  take  notice  of  the  marked  effects  of  the  storm  on 
the  White  Mountains.  There  was  plainly  visible  to  the  eye 
the  terrible  devastations  it  had  produced.  All  the  portions 
of  them  facing  the  south  indicated  clearly  the  desolating  in- 
fluences of  the  rains  that  had  fallen  so  copiously  on  their 
summits  and  sides.  I  never  saw  such  in  all  my  life  ;  and  I 
had  looked  on  those  mountains,  upon  an  average,  scores  of 
times  every  week  for  years.  It  was  judged  that  more  de- 
struction of  trees,  and  more  displacing  of  rocks  and  earth,  were 
made  on  the  declivities  of  the  mountain  facing  our  post  of 
observai;ion,  on  that  terrible  night,  than  had  been  made  since 
the  country  was  settled.  And  this  was  but  a  part  of  the 
destruction  produced.  On  other  sides  of  the  mountains,  quite 
round  the  whole  circumference,  were  gorges  and  grooves, 
made  deep  even  on  the  hard  mountain  surface,  to  show  that 
the  destroyer  had  been  there. 

We  were  so  occupied  on  Tuesday,  the  day  succeeding  the 
storm,  with  what  was  directly  before  us, —  the  heavy  flood 
sweeping  over  the  fields  so  near  at  hand,  and  the  sight  of 
wasting  on  the  mountains  looming  up  before  us,  —  that  we 
could  hardly  think  of  anything  else. 

On  Wednesday  early,  perhaps  on  Tuesday,  suggestions 
were  made  a  few  times  in  my  hearing  respecting  things  about 
the  Notch ;  starting  the  inquiry  how  the  storm  might  pos- 
sibly affect  my  brother  and  his  family.  They  were  but  sug- 
gestions, however,  indicating  no  particular  anxiety  in  relation 
to  their  safety,  as  there  was  certainly  none  with  myself  or 
any  of  his  kindred  near  me.  As  yet  we  had  heard  nothing 
from  him  up  nearly  to  the  close  of  Wednesday. 

Near  the  close  of  that  day  our  suspicions  were,  for  the 
first  time,  really  aroused  as  to  the  safety  of  my  brother's 
family.     Dr.  Chadbourne,  our  physician,  on  his  return  from 


INCIDENTS  IN   ^VmTE  MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  119 

Bartlett,  whither  he  had  been  on  a  visit  to  his  patients,  in- 
formed us  that  he  had  heard  the  whole  family  were  destroyed. 
He  had  seen  at  Bartlett  a  man,  who  had  just  come  down 
through  the  Notch,  who  had  given  him  the  information.  So 
entirely  unsuspicious  had  we  been  of  any  danger  to  them,  and 
so  unprepared  for  the  reception  of  such  tidings,  that  for  the 
moment  we  were  overcome. 

Recovering  somewhat  from  the  stunning  ejQfects  of  such  sad 
tidings,  we  went  immediately  to  a  sister's,  who  lived  near. 
She  had  heard  the  same  reports ;  but  both  of  us,  arguing 
rather  from  our  hopes  than  the  facts,  were  inclined  to  dis- 
believe the  story.  To  satisfy  ourselves,  however,  further  on 
the  subject,  it  was  thought  best  to  go  at  once  to  my  father's, 
who  lived  two  miles  north  of  us,  near  Bartlett.  Mr.  Thomp- 
son, my  sister's  husband,  and  myself,  accordingly  set  out. 

We  found  him  having  received  the  news  as  we  had,  from 
the  same  source,  and  about  the  same  in  amount  of  informa- 
tion. He  was  entirely  unimpressed  with  the  correctness  of 
the  report,  and  immediately  calmed  our  fears.  He  said  he 
knew  the  Notch  well,  which  was  the  fact,  all  its  bearings  and 
relations,  and  though  he  ha'd  heard  what  he  had,  still  he  did 
not  think,  from  the  best  judgment  he  could  make,  that  the 
family  were  destroyed.  Though  they  were  not  in  their  late 
place  of  residence,  he  thought  they  were  alive  in  some  retreat, 
whither  they  had  fled  from  the  ruins  of  the  storm.  The  idea 
that  the  family  were  all  destroyed  was  too  much  for  him  to 
entertain.  He  thought  that,  notwithstanding  all  which  had 
been  reported,  and  all  the  danger  that  must  have  surrounded 
them  that  dreadful  night,  still  they  were  among  the  living. 

The  calmness  and  reasoning  of  my  father  almost  entirely 
reassui'ed  and  convinced  us  that  the  Rumors  must  be  entirely 


120  INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

incorrect.  We  sat  some  time  conversing,  and  the  evening 
was  considerably  advanced  before  we  left  for  home. 

It  was  quite  dark,  and  very  still.  Our  minds  still  occu- 
pied with  the  recent  storm,  and  its  terrible  ravages,  we  were 
suddenly  startled  by  a  sharp,  shrill  voice,  coming  apparently 
from  the  river  below  us  on  the  right,  and  saying,  as  we 
thought,  "  They  are  there."  Breaking  so  suddenly  upon  the 
still  night,  it  was  like  the  shrill  cry  of  some  bird  of  prey 
piercing  the  darkness.  It  was  many  minutes  ere  we  could 
collect  ourselves  to  come  to  any  satisfactory  conclusion  con- 
cerning the  voice.  Being  nearly  opposite  Mrs.  Lovejoy's, 
the  mother  of  my  brother's  wife,  we  at  length  concluded  that 
the  family  had  had  additional  tidings  from  the  Notch,  and  that 
one  of  the  sisters  was  informing  some  one  on  our  side  of  the 
river  of  the  safety  of  the  family  at  the  Notch,  and  that  they 
were  all  in  their  late  home. 

As  we  learned  afterwards,  we  were  correct  in  the  conclusion 
at  which  we  arrived ;  but  not  in  the  words  of  the  speaker. 
It  was  "  They  are  not  there,"  instead  of  '•  They  are  there." 

Much  relieved  by  the  contradictions  of  the  first  report  by 
later  news,  as  we  supposed,  we  hastened  home.  Though  we 
had  seen  on  every  hand  the  terrible  ravages  of  the  storm,  — 
the  mountains  scathed  and  torn  by  the  torrents,  and  the  waters 
running  in  floods  at  our  feet,  before  and  behind  us  on  all  sides 
wasting  destruction,  —  yet,  so  anxious  were  we  that  it  should 
not  be  true,  and  so  strangely  forgetful  of  the  awful  danger 
which  must  have  threatened  our  brother,  that  we  retired  to 
our  beds  almost  entirely  relieved  of  our  anxiety. 

But  that  delusive  impression  did  not  remain  long.  It  did 
not  continue  through  the  night.  The  dawn  of  another  day 
had  scarcely  come,  when  renewed  tidings  from  the  Notch 
made  it  quite  certain  that  my  brother  and  his  family  were 


INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  121 

destroyed.  The  manner  in  which  these  tidings  were  trans- 
mitted to  us,  at  a  certain  point  of  their  progress,  it  may  not 
be  uninteresting  here  to  present.  It  shows  how  in  all  respects 
the  whole  scene  of  the  Notch  disaster  was  filled  up  with  the 
most  thrilling  and  soul-stirring  incidents. 

As  I  have  said,  my  father  was  comparatively  little  moved 
under  the  first  heavy  tidings  that  came  from  the  Notch.  He 
reasoned  them  all  down  with  his  usual  tact  and  calmness,  and 
made  them  the  occasion  of  little  serious  alarm  to  himself  and 
others.  But  he  must  be  corrected.  He  had  come  to  a 
wrong  conclusion,  and  a  messenger  was  already  on  his  way 
that  would  correct  him.  This  messenger  arrived  in  the 
adjoining  neighborhood  of  my  father  about  midnight,  to  which 
we  have  already  referred,  when  that  shrill  female  voice  was 
heard  in  the  darkness.  He  was  there  stopped  by  the'  Saco, 
swollen  still  with  the  efiects  of  the  recent  storm.  But  he 
carried  important  tidings  which  must  be  communicated.  He 
was  sent  for  this  very  purpose.  So,  to  get  ears  to  hear  them, 
he  stood  on  the  river's  brink,  the  nearest  possible  point  to  my 
father's,  and  sounded  a  trumpet.  It  was  a  shrill  blast,  and 
startled  all  my  father's  neighborhood  from  their  repose. 

The  startled  sleepers,  soon  gathered  on  the  river's  bank, 
learned  the  sad  tidings,  but  t(#  truly  confirming  the  reports 
of  the  previous  evening ;  and  then  started  most  of  them  on 
their  way  to  the  Notch. 

I  did  not  hear  that  blast  of  the  trumpet,  —  or  those  blasts, 
for  the  first  was  often  repeated,— but  those  that  did,  say  they 
never  heard  anything  so  impressive  and  solemn.  At  any 
time  they  would  have  been  startling,  pealing  as  they  did 
through  the  darkness  of  midnight.  But,  under  the  circum- 
stances before  us,  they  were  peculiarly  impressive.  The  sad 
tidings  of  the  evening  before,  though  not  generally  credited, 
11 


122  INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE    MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

had  yet  left  a  deep  impression  and  sadness  on  the  minds  of 
all  in  my  father's  neighborhood.  \Yith  these  feelings  they 
had  retired.  Whether  sleeping  or  waking,  dim  images  must 
have  been  floating  through  their  minds,  from  the  evening's 
conversation,  when  suddenly  they  were  roused  by  repeated 
trumpet-blasts,  raising  echoes  from  mountains  in  almost  every 
direction. 

"  Bursting  suddenly,  it  calls  and  flies, 
At  breathless  intervals,  along  the  skies, 
As  if  some  viewless  sentinel  were  there, 
Whose  challenge  peals  at  midnight  through  the  air." 

My  brother,  who  heard  these  trumpet-calls,  has  often  said 
he  never  heard  anything  to  be  compared  with  them  for 
what  was  awe-inspiring  and  even  dreadful  in  its  character. 

The  confirmed  reports  soon  reached  all  the  relatives  of  the 
destroyed  family.  By  daylight  the  news  was  spreading  in 
all  directions,  and  people  were  starting  for  the  Notch.  We 
went  generally  on  foot,  there  being  a  few  horses  in  the  train 
until  they  were  intercepted  by  the  swollen  river.  We  passed 
this  river  in  boats  and  on  trees  fallen  across  it,  the  bridges 
being  mostly  carried  away.  With  little  of  interest  to  diver- 
sify our  way,  save  some  additional  reports  that  my  bro- 
ther's family  were  destroyed,  we  approached  the  scene  of 
destruction,  entering  the  opening  a  hundred  rods  perhaps 
below  the  Notch  House,  which  was  still  hidden  from  our 
sight  by  an  intervening  ascent.  We  met  the  first  great 
slide,  which  had  crossed  our  path  on  level  ground,  and  even 
ascending  some,  so  great  was  the  force  which  propelled  it 
from  the  base  of  the  mountains.  After  passing  this,  which 
consisted  of  large  rocks,  and  trees,  and  sand,  and  which  was 
impassable,  except  by  footmen,  and  reaching  the  elevation, 


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J,5 


INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  123 

we  came  in  full  view  of  the  Notch  House,  and  all  the  ruing 
that  surrounded  it.  On  our  right  stood  in  lengthened  prospect 
the  precipitous  mountain,  which  had  been  riven  by  the  fires 
and  tempests  of  many  succeeding  years.  On  our  left  and  in 
front,  the  mountains,  though  once  covered  with  a  wood  of 
pleasant  green,  now  presented  their  sides  lacerated  and  torn 
by  the  convulsions  of  the  recent  storm.  The  plain  before  us 
appeared  one  continuous  bed  of  sand  and  rocks,  with  here  and 
there  the  branches  of  green  trees  and  their  peeled  and  shiv- 
ered trunks,  and  old  logs,  which,  from  their  appearance,  must 
have  long  been  buried  beneath  the  mountain  soil.  "With  these 
the  meadow  which  stretches  along  before  the  Notch  House  was 
covered,  and  so  deep,  that  none  of  the  long  grass,  nor  alders 
that  grew  there,  were  to  be  seen.  Moving  on  from  this 
site,  we  came  upon  the  next  large  slide,  which  continued  till 
it  met  that  of  another,  which  came  down  below  the  Notch 
House,  and  within  a  rod  of  it.  Thus  far  it  was  one  continued 
heap  of  ruins,  and,  beyond  the  house,  the  slides  continued 
many  rods.  The  one  back  of  the  house  started  in  a  direc- 
tion, in  which  it  must  have  torn  it  away,  had  it  not  been 
arrested  by  a  ridge  of  land  extending  back  of  the  house  to  a 
more  precipitous  part  of  the  mountain.  Descending  to  this 
point,  the  slide  divided,  and  sought  the  valleys,  which  lie  at 
the  base :  one  part  carrying  away  in  its  course  the  stable 
above  the  house,  and  the  other  passing  immediately  below  it, 
leaving  the  house  itself  unimpaired. 

Over  this  crude  and  extended  mass  of  ruin  we  reached  the 
house  about  noon.  Many  persons  had  already  arrived  there 
from  both  above  and  below  the  Notch.  Some  search  had 
already  been  made  for  the  bodies  in  that  part  of  the  slide, 
just  described,  which  came  down  below  the  house.  That  not 
availing  anything,  there  was  a  pause  in  this  direction  about 


124  INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN    HISTORY. 

the  time  our  party  arrived.  The  slide  which  we  have  referred 
to  above  as  dividing  back  of  the  house,  again  united  directly 
in  front  of  it,  and  flowed  on  in  the  bed  of  the  Saco,  down  the 
valley.  Following  down  this  slide,  the  accidental  moving  of 
a  twig  disclosed  some  flies  which  prey  usually  upon  infected 
animal  matter.  Search  was  immediately  commenced  about 
this  spot.  This  search  soon  disclosed  one  of  the  bodies.  Im- 
mediately the  news  came  to  us,  and  we  were  soon  crowding 
to  the  spot.  It  was  no  long  time  before  the  body  first  dis- 
covered was  fully  uncovered,  and  another  not  far  ofi".  These 
were  the  bodies  of  my  brother's  wife,  and  one  of  the  hired 
men,  David  Allen.  They  were  dreadfully  mangled,  especially 
my  brother's  wife.  Scarcely  a  look  of  her,  as  seen  in  life, 
could  be  perceived  about  the  remains.  The  body  of  my 
brother  was  soon  found,  near  where  those  of  his  wife  and 
hired  man  had  been  discovered.  This  was  injured  less  than 
those  of  the  two  preceding.  It  could  be  recognized  easily 
in  any  place  by  an  intimate  acquaintance. 

All  these  bodies,  after  suitable  time  to  make  coffins  from 
materials  such  as  could  be  obtained  there,  were  made  ready 
for  burial.  It  was  decided  to  bury  them  near  the  house  of 
their  recent  habitation,  and  let  them  remain  there  till  they 
could  be  more  conveniently  moved  to  Conway  the  succeeding 
winter.  One  common  wide  grave  was  dug  for  them,  and  they 
were  placed  in  its  margin,  to  remain  till  the  befitting  and  ac- 
customed prayer  at  burial  was  performed.  That  prayer  was 
made  by  a  personal  friend  of  my  brother,  and  one  who  often 
ministered  in  holy  things.  The  prayer  was  suited  to  the 
occasion,  coming  from  a  kind,  sympathizing,  pious  heart.  It 
was  impressive  as  it  came  from  the  good  man's  lips ;  and  then 
its  impressiveness  was  greatly  increased  from  the  circum- 
stances under  which  it  was  made.     In  the  echoes  that  were 


INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  125 

awakened  by  his  voice,  the  very  mountains  around  us  seemed 
to  join  with  him  in  describing  the  majesty  of  God,  and  im- 
ploring his  mercy  on  our  stricken  hearts.  When,  with  slow 
and  distinct  utterance,  the  minister,  at  the  commencement  of 
his  prayer,  referred  to  the  magnificence  of  the  Deity,  as 
described  by  the  Prophet  Isaiah,  saying,  "Who  hath  meas- 
ured the  waters  in  the  hollow  of  his  hand,  and  meted  out 
heaven  with  a  span,  and  comprehended  the  dust  of  the  earth 
in  a  measure,  and  weighed  the  mountains  in  scales,  and  the 
hills  in  a  balance,"  the  echo  gave  back  every  word  of  this 
sublime  description  in  a  tone  equally  clear  and  solemn  with 
that  in  which  they  were  first  uttered.  The  effect  of  all  this 
was  soul-stirring  beyond  description.  I  shall  never  forget 
the  tears  and  sorrows  that  marked  the  faces  of  many  that 
stood  around  that  open  grave,  on  that  solemn  occasion. 
The  minister  who  made  that  prayer  was  Elder  Samuel 
Hasaltine,  then  of  Bartlett,  now  living  in  Bethel.  After  the 
prayer  we  buried  the  bodies,  — 

*'  And  then,  one  summer  evening's  close, 
We  left  them  to  their  last  repose." 

It  was  dark  before  the  burial  was  completed,  and  we  were 
compelled  to  spend  the  night  in  the  house  so  lately  left  by 
the  buried  family. 

The  next  day  the  most  of  us  left  for  our  homes.  Some 
remained  to  make  further  search  for  the  bodies  yet  undis- 
covered. In  the  course  of  the  day,  the  body  of  the  youngest 
child,  about  three  years  old,  was  found,  and  buried  near  those 
of  its  parents,  without  any  special  religious  service.  Search 
was  continued  still  the  succeeding  day,  and  the  body  of  the 
eldest  child,  a  girl  of  twelve  years  of  age,  and  the  other 
hired  man,  David  Nickerson,  were  found  and  buried  in  the 
11^ 


126  INCIDENTS    IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN    HISTORY. 

same  manner.  The  bodies  of  the  remaining  cliildren,  two 
sons  and  a  daughter,  have  never  been  found.  They  were 
covered  so  deep  beneath  the  piles  of  rubbish,  that  no  search 
has  ever,  come  at  them.  From  the  magnitude  of  the  slide, 
and  the  amount  of  matter  thrown  into  the  vallej,  it  is  more 
remarkable  that  so  many  of  the  bodies  were  found,  than  that 
these  were  not  found. 

The  destruction  was  complete;  no  living  creature  about 
the  premises  escaped,  it,  except  my  brother's  dog,  and  his  two 
oxen.  He  had  two  horses,  which  were  crushed  beneath  the 
falling  timbers  of  the  stable.  These  had  been  dragged  out 
and  exposed  to  view  when  the  party  I  was  in  first  arrived 
on  the  fatal  spot.  The  oxen  were  imperiled  by  the  disaster, 
but  escaped  without  any  material  injury.  One  of  them  was 
crushed  to  the  floor  by  falling  timbers,  but  not  killed.  The 
other,  standing  by  his  side,  being  more  sturdy,  resisted  them, 
so  that  they  broke  over  his  back,  and,  when  found,  he  stood 
upright  amid  the  ruins  about  him.  In  this  condition,  one 
crushed  to  the  floor,  and  the  other  standing,  they  remained 
from  Monday  night  until  the  next  Wednesday  morning. 

They  were  then  released  by  a  Mr.  Barker,  the  man  who 
first  visited  the  scene  of  ruins  after  it  transpired.  Coming 
down  through  the  Notch,  from  the  north,  he  reached  the  spot 
about  sunset  on  Tuesday,  and  took  up  his  lodgings  in  the 
vacated  house  for  the  night.  When  the  hush  of  stillness  and 
desertion,  he  first  found  about  this  house,  became  more  settled, 
as  he  lay  in  his  bed  trying  to  compose  himself  to  sleep,  being 
weary,  he  heard  a  low  moaning,  as  from  some  living  crea- 
ture. Under  circumstances  to  interpret  this  most  darkly,  as 
being  perhaps  the  suppressed  wail  of  one  of  the  family  still 
living,  —  and,  yet,  not  able  to  accomplish  anything  by  rising, 
on  account  of  the  deep  darkness  in  the  house  and  about  the 


INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  127 

premises,  and  unable  to  get  any  light  to  reliev  eit,  —  he  lay 
terror-stricken  and  sleepless  till  the  dawn  of  day.  With  the 
first  ray  of  light  he  arose,  and,  after  a  little  search,  found  the 
cause  of  his  excitement.  It  was  the  crushed  ox  we  have 
referred  to,  moaning  under  the  pain  and  uneasiness  of  his 
situation.  He  immediately  released  him  from  his  confinement, 
and  soon  proceeded  on  his  way  down  toward  Bartlett  and 
Conway.  ^  This  was  the  man  that  brought  to  us  the  first 
tidings  respecting  the  great  disaster. 

So  far  we  have  sought  to  bring  out  somewhat  minutely  the 
points  in  the  great  destruction  of  my  brother  and  his  family, 
so  richly  deserving  a  record  and  the  lasting  remembrance  of 
all  who  survive  them.  Here  we  might  cease,  perhaps  ;  still 
there  may  be  lingering  inquiries,  with  some,  demanding  atten- 
tion. How  were  the  family  destroyed?  What  were  the 
main  circumstances  pertaining  to  the  great  event  of  their 
destruction  ?  In  what  manner  did  the  great  slide  from  the 
mountain,  directly  back  of  the  house,  which  was  certainly  the 
agent  of  their  destruction,  come  to  bear  upon  them  so  as  to 
produce  their  deaths  ? 

In  attempting  a  reply  to  these  queries  there  is  obviously 
nothing  to  aid  but  conjecture.  There  is  no  definite  knowledge 
within  our  reach  to  bring  to  such  a  work. 

"  Sire,  motlier,  oflspring  —  all  were  there  ; 
Not  one  had  'scaped  the  conqueror's  snare, 
Not  one  was  left  to  weep  alone  ; 
The  '  dwellers  of  the  hill '  were  gone  ! 
Say,  whither  are  those  dwellers  gone  ? 
Bird  of  the  mountain,  thou  alone 
Saw  by  the  lightning  from  on  high 
The  mountain-torrent  rushing  by  ; 
Beheld,  upon  its  wild  wa-ve  borne. 


128  INCIDENTS   IN    ^YHITE  MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

The  tall  pine  from  the  hill-top  torn. 

Amid  its  roai',  thine  ear  alone 

Heard  the  wild  shriek  —  the  dying  groan  — 

The  prayer  that  struggled  to  be  free, 

Breathed  forth  in  life's  last  agony  ! 

In  vain  —  no  angel  form  was  there  ; 

The  wild  wave  drowned  the  sufferers'  prayer  ; 

As  down  the  rocky  glen  they  sped, 

The  mountain-spirits  shrieked  and  fled  ! " 


CHAPTER  IX. 

THE    SLIDES,  CONTINUED. 

THE  FAMILY  DOG.  —  THE    FIRST  COXJECTURE  IN  REGARD    TO  MANNER    OF  DE- 
STRUCTION.   SECOND  CONJECTURE. THIRD  CONJECTURE. THE  DREAM. 

WHY    ALL  ■WERE   DESTROYED. THE  MUTILATION   OF  THE   BODIES.  —  DAVID 

ALLEN. THE  GREAT  RISE  OF  WATER. THEIR  TERRIBLE  SITUATION  DURING 

THE  STORM.  —  THE  EFFECT  OF  A  STORM  UPON  A  FAMILY  IN  THE   SAME  HOUSE 
A  YEAR  AFTER.  —  THE  STORM. 

They  all  perished  together,  and  this  was  rather  remarka- 
ble. Some  one  or  more  of  the  children,  since  the  moving  of 
their  parents  to  the  Notch  House,  had  generally  been  with 
their  relatives  in  Conway.  That  they  should  all  have  been 
at  home,  then,  at  the  time  of  the  disaster,  and  all  have  perished 
together,  may  be  deemed  as  giving  a  peculiar  aspect  to  the 
whole  matter.  Friends  might  have  wished  it  otherwise^  on 
some  accounts,  and  yet,  we  must  say,  it  was  best  as  it  was. 
No  one  survived  to  endure  the  deep  anguish  that  must  have 
come  from  the  destruction  of  all  his  nearest  kindred. 

We  have  said  if  one  of  the  family  had  survived  we  might 
have  had  some  information  about  it.  If  even  the  family  dog 
could  have  spoken,  he  would  have  told  us  more  about  the  sad 
event  than  we  now  know.  He  would  have  described  one  of 
the  most  heart-rending  scenes  ever  witnessed.  •  He  probably 
accompanied  the  family,  as  they  commenced  their  march  to 


130  INCIDENTS   IN  WHITE  MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

death  from  tlieir  dwelling,  but  escaped  hj  his  superior  sight 
and  agility.  We  infer  this  from  some  contusions  on  his  body 
discoverable  when  first  seen  after  the  disaster.  This  dog,  to 
the  best  of  his  power,  did  try  to  inform  some  friends  of  the 
destroyed  family  of  what  had  happened.  Soon  after  this 
disaster,  and  before  any  news  of  it  had  come  to  Conway,  this 
faithful  dog  came  down  to  Mr.  Lovejoy's,  and,  by  meanings 
and  other  expressions  of  deep  inward  anguish  around  the 
persons  of  the  family,  tried  to  make  them  understand  what 
had  taken  place  ;  but,  not  succeeding,  he  left,  and  after  being 
seen  frequently  on  the  road  between  the  Notch  House  and 
the  residence  of  the  family  just  referred  to,  sometimes  head- 
ing north,  and  then  south,  running  almost  at  the  top  of  his 
speed,  as  though  bent  on  some  most  absorbing  errand,  he 
soon  disappeared  from  the  region,  and  has  never  since  been 
seen.  He  probably  perished  through  grief  and  loneliness 
combined  with  exhaustion  of  body. 

In  the  absence  of  any  exact  information,  then,  from  any 
quarter,  respecting  the  manner  of  the  destruction  of  the  fam- 
ily, we  are  shut  up  entirely  to  the  force  of  conjecture,  as  we 
have  said.     That  most  commonly  indulged  is  this : 

The  family,  at  first,  designed  to  keep  the  house,  and  did 
actually  remain  in  it  till  after  the  descent  of  most  of  the 
slides.  From  the  commencement  of  the  storm  in  its  greatest 
fury  they  were,  probably,  on  the  alert,  though  previously  to 
this  some  of  them  might  have  retired  to  rest.  That  the 
children  had,  was  pretty  evident  from  appearances  in  the 
nouse  when  first  entered  after  the  disaster.  My  brother,  it 
is  pretty  certain,  had  not  undressed ;  he  stood  watching  the 
movements  and  vicissitudes  of  the  awfully  anxious  season. 
When  the  storm  had  increased  to  such  violence  as  to  threaten 
their  safety,  and  descending  avalanches  seemed  to  be  sound- 


INCIDENTS  IN  WHITE  MOUNTAIN  HISTORY.  131 

ing  '-'the  world's  last  knell,"  he  roused  his  family  and  pre- 
pared them,  as  he  could,  for  a  speedy  flight,  trembling  every 
moment  lest  they  should  be  buried  under  the  ruins  of  their 
falling  habitation. 

At  this  hurried,  agitating  moment  of  awful  suspense,  the 
slide,  wbich  parted  back  of  the  house,  is  supposed  to  have 
come  down,  a  part  of  which  struck  and  carried  away  the 
stable.  Hearing  the  crash,  they  instantly  and  precipitately 
rushed  from  their  dwelling,  and  attempted  to  flee  in  the  op- 
posite direction.  But  the  thick  darkness  covering  all  objects 
from  their  sight,  they  were  almost  instantly  engulfed  in  the 
desolating  torrent  which  passed  below  the  house,  and  which 
precipitated  them,  together  with  rocks  and  trees,  into  the 
swollen  and  frantic  tide  below,  and  cut  off"  at  once  all  hope 
of  escape.  Amidst  the  rage  and  foam  of  so  much  water, 
filled,  as  it  was,  with  so  many  instruments  of  death,  they 
had  no  alternative  but  the  doom  which  was  before  them. 

Others  have  supposed  that,  as  the  storm  increased  during 
the  night,  thinking  the  stable  a  safer  place  than  the  house, 
being  constructed  of  stronger  materials,  they  went  into  the 
stable  before  the  destructive  slide  came  down  which  carried 
them  away;  and  there  they  met  death  by  the  part  of  it 
which  fell,  and  the  mingled  current  of  sand  and  timber  which 
produced  the  fall,  and  were  borne  along  on  its  course  to  where 
they  were  afterwards  found.  This  conjecture  arose,  probably, 
from  the  fact  that  the  remains  of  such  of  the  family  as  were 
discovered  were  found  very  near  the  timbers  of  that  portion 
of  the  stable  which  was  carried  away. 

There  is  still  another  conjecture  respecting  the  manner  of 
the  great  disaster,  suggested  by  a  dream  of  my  eldest  brother, 
James  Willey.  In  his  dream  he  thought  he  saw  the  brother 
that  was  destroyed,  and  asked  him  why  he  and  his  family 


132  INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

left  the  house,  as  they  did,  and  thus  exposed  themselves  to 
dangers  abroad,  when  they  might  have  been  more  safe  at 
home.  This  has  often  been  asked.  In  reply  to  this,  my 
brother  remarked  that  they  did  not  leave  the  house  until  the 
■waters  rose  so  high  in  front,  and  came  up  so  near,  that  they 
found  they  would  carry  away  the  house  ;  so,  to  avoid  being 
drowned,  they  took  some  coverings  for  shelter  against  the 
storm,  and  went  out  to  the  foot  of  the  mountain  back  of  the 
house,  and  from  thence,  soon  after,  were  carried  away  by 
the  great  slide  that  came  down  in  that  direction. 

This  is  an  explanation  of  the  manner  of  the  disaster  of 
which  we  might  never  have  conceived  but  for  the  dream. 
But,  when  taken  up  from  this  source,  it  adjusts  itself  better 
to  the  great  facts  in  the  case  than  either  of  the  theories  w^e 
have  heretofore  considered.  It  explains  why  a  bed  was 
found  on  the  ruins  near  the  body  of  the  eldest  daughter. 
That  bed  was  needed  as  a  shelter  from  the  storm,  in  the 
retreat  the  family  made  to  the  base  of  the  mountain. 

The  theory  of  the  dream,  too,  explains  why  the  family  were 
all  destroyed,  and  some  did  not  escape.  On  the  supposition  of 
the  first  theory,  that  the  family  fled  precipitately  from  the 
house  when  they  heard  the  crash  of  the  stable,  and  were  soon 
engulfed  in  the  part  of  the  great  slide  that  ran  below  the 
house,  it  has  always  seemed  strange  to  me,  at  least,  that  such 
as  were  in  the  rear  of  the  fleeing  party  did  not  pause,  or  re- 
cede, even,  when  they  found  those  in  the  advance  carried  off 
by  the  moving  mass,  and,  perhaps,  giving  a  sudden  outcry 
that  there  was  danger  in  the  way.  But,  on  the  supposition 
before  us,  the  family,  just  previous  to  the  slide,  were  grouped 
together  at  the  foot  of  the  mountain.  In  this  situation  they 
would  be  an  easy  prey  to  the  massive  slide,  coming  upon 
them  in  its  force,  and  be  carried  away  before  it  in  a  body. 


INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE    MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  133 

So,  too,  in  regard  to  another  point  in  the  history  of  the 
great  event ;  the  great  mutilation  of  all  the  bodies  that  were 
found  after  the  disaster.  The  theory  before  us  explains 
that  better  than  either  of  those  previously  named.  Under 
the  idea  that  these  bodies  started  from  the  base  of  the  moun- 
tain on  their  way  to  death,  we  can  better  understand  why 
they  were  so  mangled,  than  if  we  conceive  them  just  starting 
from  the  house  on  such  a  destiny.  In  this  case,  they  would 
have  a  longer  course  over  which  to  pass,  and  that  course  full 
of  instruments  suited  well  to  disfigure  and  mar  their  bodies. 
We  refer  no-^f^  particularly  to  the  stable  and  its  falling  tim- 
bers, as  furnishing  those  instruments.  This  stood  in  the  path 
the  bodies  would  naturally  travel  in  passing  from  the  base  of 
the  mountain  to  the  place  of  their  discovery  after  the  disaster. 
It  may  be  clearly  seen,  then,  how  the  facts  in  the  case  sustain, 
so  far,  the  theory  of  the  dream,  since,  by  means  of  that,  we 
cai^  much  better  conceive  why  the  bodies  were  so  mutilated, 
than  why  they  should  be  so  on  the  supposition  that  they 
started  from  the  house,  less  distant  from  their  deposit  in 
death,  and  that  less  distance  not  so  pregnant  with  instruments 
of  mutilation. 

In  speaking  of  the  disfigured  condition  of  the  bodies,  we 
may  properly  refer  to  that  of  Allen,  the  hired  n^an,  first 
found. 

This  man,  in  life,  was  distinguished  as  one  physically  pe- 
culiar among  all  his  race ;  earnest-looking,  full  and  muscular 
in  body,  quick  and  strong  in  motion.  In  death  he  exhibited 
just  the  appearance  those  characteristic  features  would  natu- 
rally give  him.  He  was  found  near  the  top  of  a  pile  of 
mingled  earth  and  broken  timbers,  with  head  rather  elevated, 
and  hands  clenched  hard,  and  full  of  broken  sticks  and  small 
limbs  of  trees. 

12  t^ 


134  INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN    HISTORY. 

"  The  fragment  in  whose  clenched  hand  told 
How  firm  on  life  had  been  his  hold." 

In  these  hands,  and  the  position  of  his  body,  he  gave  clear 
evidence  that  before  his  death  he  had  had  a  fierce  struggle 
with  the  elements  of  ruin  about  him,  and  that  at  last  he  was 
overcome,  and  perished  only  in  circumstances  of  peril,  where 
no  amount  of  bodily  strength  or  agility  could  avail  him,  and 
from  which  no  mortal  could  escape. 

How  long,  it  might  be  queried,  now,  was  the  conflict  which 
this  man  had  with  the  elements  of  ruin  about  him,  before  he 
finally  perished  ?  Was  it  commensurate  witl#  the  signal 
marks  of  energy  and  firmness  in  the  conflict  itself,  such  as 
were  stamped  on  every  part  of  him  in  death  ?  A  solution  of 
this  query  is  certainly  desirable.  If,  as  suggested  by  the 
first  conjecture,  his  course  of  contention  with  the  elements  of 
death  were  considered  as  extending  only  from  the  house  to 
where  he  was  found,  such  a  course  might  be  deemed  l^o 
short  for  displaying  such  fierce  encounter  with  the  elements 
as  he  did,  or  exhibiting  such  marks  of  injury  upon  his  per- 
son as  were  presented  at  the  time  he  was  found.  But,  if  we 
consider  his  course  to  be  from  the  base  of  the  mountain  to 
the  bed  of  death  on  which  he  was  found,  then  he  had  ample 
space  to  display  all  the  energies  of  his  strong  physical  nature. 
Commencing  the  struggle  at  the  very  onset  of  the  slide,  bat- 
tling with  the  rocks  and  trees  as  they  came  upon  him,  trying 
to  retain  his  hold  on  the  ground  at  the  foot  of  the  mountain 
by  grasping  the  small  twigs  and  plants  there,  and  then  being 
torn  away  from  them  or  with  them  in  his  hands,  and  carried 
down  to  the  falling  stable,  and  then  again,  if  still  alive, 
grasping  its  timbers,  for  relief,  but  finding  some  rather  heavy 
beatings  and  bruisings  on  various  parts  of  his  body  when  he 
passed  down  to  the  end  of  his  ^ourse  he  would  be  thoroughly 


INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN    HISTORY.  135 

beaten  in  the  conflict,  and  exhibit  just  the  marks  of  violence 
he  did  on  his  person. 

There  is  another  thing  in  this  conjecture,  accounting  for 
the  manner  of  the  disaster,  that  is  worthy  of  observation.* 
This  makes  the  rapid  and  elevated  rise  of  the  water  about 
the  house  as  the  great  reason  why  the  family  went  back  to 
the  foot  of  the  mountain,  and  there  perished.  Aside  from 
this  theory  we  might  never  have  thought  of  such  a  state  of 
things ;  and  yet,  when  once  presented,  we  see  that  it  har- 
monizes perfectly  with  all  the  great  facts  in  the  case.  We 
need  the  disclosure  of  this,  indeed,  to  explain  what  has  always 
been  known  in  relation  to  the  great  disaster.  Everything 
above  and  below  the  Notch  House  seems  to  point  to  a  high 
and  rapid  rise  of  water  there.  In  Conway,  where  I  lived, 
twenty-five  miles  below  this  house,  the  water,  on  the  night  of 
the  disaster,  rose  twenty-four  feet  in  about  seven  hours. 
The  Saco  was  forded  about  nine  o'clock  on  the  evening  of 
that  night,  and,  by  daylight  the  next  morning,  its  waters,  as 
far  down  in  their  course  as  Bartlett  and  Conway,  had  risen, 
by  exact  admeasurement,  twenty-four  feet,  as  we  have  said, 
covering  all  the  intervals,  in  those  towns,  on  both  sides  of 
its  usual  channel.  It  is  reasonable,  then,  to  infer  that  there 
must  have  been  a  high  and  rapid  rise  of  water  at  its  source 
near  the  Notch  House.  And,  besides  this,  all  the  mountains 
in  the  region  of  the  Notch  and  Notch  House  indicated  the  pour- 
ing out  of  such  torrents  of  rain  from  the  clouds  on  their  peaks 
and  sides,  as  must  have  produced  a  great  flood  of  water  in  those 
places.  Slides  on  a  mountain,  produced  by  a  common  rain, 
generally  begin  slightly,  at  their  summits,  and  increase  as 
they  go  down ;  but  here,  from  the  very  summits,  the  earth 
and  rocks  were  driven  down,  as  if  some  immense  cistern 
had  been  emptied  at  once  upon  them.     The  great  idea  in 


13G  INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN    HISTORY. 

reference  to  this  seems  to  be,  that  before,  the  great  storm 
came  on  in  its  strength  and  force,  ample  preparations  had 
been  made  for  it.     We  have  already  referred  to  this  fact. 

All  the  day  previous  to  its  commencement  at  nightfall, 
and  even  before  that,  for  days,  lighter  clouds  had  been  col- 
lecting ;  but  all  that  day,  especially,  heavy,  dark  clouds, 
surcharged  with  water,  were  seen  sailing  up  from  the  south, 
in  close  succession,  and  resting  on  the  White  Mountains. 

With  all  this  resource  of  clouds  thus  collected  ai\d  embod- 
ied on  such  a  spot,  it  was  only  necessary  to  compress  them, 
and  then  would  come  a  tempest  in  its  strength.  The  maga- 
zine was  ready  —  touch  it,  and  it  would  pour  out  water  enough 
to  deluge  all  the  region  beneath  it.  This,  from  observation, 
seemed  to  be  just  the  effect  of  the  storm  through  all  the  great 
ravines  from  the  Notch  down  below  the  Notch  House.  Pass 
down  or  up  through  all  the  length  of  that  great  ravine,  and, 
under  your  feet  and  on  either  side  of  you,  all  that  distance, 
you  would  see  the  very  effect  on  mountain  and  plain,  such  as 
would  come  if  great  bodies  of  water  were  poured  on  them  at 
once.  Excavations  in  the  hard  earth  were  made  so  deep, 
large  rocks  were  moved  so  far,  stone  and  wooden  bridges  were 
so  upturned,  as  to  convince  you,  beyond  a  doubt,  a  deluge  of 
water,  far  beyond  what  was  ordinary,  had  been  in  their  midst. 

The  above  theories  are  undoubtedly  the  only  ones  that  can 
be  presented  to  point  out  the  manner  by  which  the  family 
perished.  Beyond  these  we  cannot  possibly  conceive  of  an- 
other by  which  the  great  event  could  transpire ;  and  which  of 
these  was  the  one  expressing  the  real  mode  of  it,  we  do  not 
wish,  even,  to  give  our  opinion.  With  the  main  facts  before 
the  eye  of  the  reader,  such  as  we  have  drawn  out  at  some 
length,  we  had  much  rather  he  should  decide  for  himself  which 
is  most  probable.     In  the  absence  of  certain  knowledge,  it  is 


INCIDENTS  IN  WHITE  MOUNTAIN  HISTORY.  137 

most  likely  that  different  persons  may  come  to  different  con- 
clusions respecting  it.  Where  there  is  nothing  but  conjec- 
ture to  guide  any  one  in  making  up  an  opinion,  certainly  no 
one  will  be  holden  precisely  to  that  of  another.  Every  one 
for  himself  will  make  up  the  judgment  he  may  think  the  great 
facts  in  the  case  shall  best  warrant.  But.  after  all,  the  mere 
manner  in  which  the  family  were  destroyed  is  not  the  great 
thing.  There  are  things  enough  known  respecting  it  to  give 
it  a  strong  claim  on  our  attention.  We  know  the  family 
perished  ;  and  we  know  the  circumstances  of  their  death  must 
have  been  distressing  beyond  description.  Bring  them,  for 
a  moment,  before  your  imagination.  The  avalanche,  which 
only  two  months  before  had  nearly  caused  their  instanta- 
neous death,  if  it  had  not  induced  timidity,  must  have  greatly 
increased  their  sensibihty  to  danger,  and  filled  them  with 
ominous  forebodings  when  this  new  war  of  elements  began. 
Add  to  this  the  horror  of  thick  darkness  that  surrounded 
their  dwelling ;  the  tempest  raging  with  unbridled  violence ; 
the  bursting  thunder,  peal  answering  to  peal,  and  echoing 
from  mountain  to  mountain  with  solemn  reverberation ;  the 
piercing  lightning,  whose  momentary  flashes  only  rendered  the 
darkness  and  their  danger  the  more  painfully  visible ;  huge 
masses  of  the  mountain  tumbling  from  their  awful  height,  with 
accumulating  and  crashing  ruins  into  the  abyss  below ;  their 
habitation  shaken  to  its  foundation  by  these  concussions  of 
nature ;  —  with  all  these  circumstances  of  terror  conspiring, 
what  consternation  must  have  filled  the  soul !  And  then,  the 
critical  instant  when  the  crashing  of  the  stable,  by  the  resist- 
less mass,  warned  them  to  flee,  if  we  adopt  the  first  theory 
respecting  the  manner  of  the  disaster ;  or,  if  we  adopt  the  last, 
when,  amidst  the  very  enginery  of  death  all  about  them,  as 
they  went  back  to  the  foot  of  the  mountain,  every  moment 
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138  INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN  HISTORY. 

expecting  to  perish  bj  lightning,  or  moving  rocks  and  tim- 
bers that  swept  the  face  of  both  mountain  and  plain  like  a 
destroying  besom ;  who  can  enter  into  their  feelings  at  such 
a  crisis  of  the  wildest  uproar  and  confusion?  It  is  im- 
possible for  any  one  now  living,  or  any  one  who  lived  at  the 
time  of  this  destruction,  to  sympathize  at  all  with  the  ago- 
nies of  spirit  that  filled  them  to  the  surfeit.  We  may  task 
our  imagination  to  the  highest  point  possible  within  our  power, 
and  we  could  not  do  it.  We  may  strain  our  conception  of 
mental  horror  and  impressions  of  soul  that  might  come  upon 
us  under  the  most  startling  forms  of  impending  death,  and, 
after  all,  we  should  fail  entirely  of  coming  to  the  dreadful 
reality.  We  may  combine  our  deepest  conceptions  of  what 
is  di-eadful  in  a  moment  of  imminent  death,  with  the  most  vivid 
descriptions,  from  books  or  friends,  of  what  others  have  felt 
as  they  stood  trembling  on  the  verge  of  ruin,  and  still  we 
could  not  comprehend  what  was  felt  by  the  family  of  my 
brother,  when  they  went  out  from  their  dwelling  on  the  terri- 
ble night  of  their  destruction,  and  not  only  trembled  under 
apprehension  of  death,  but  met  it  and  realized  it  under  one  of 
its  severest  forms. 

The  best  conception  which  any  one  could  have  of  what 
was  suffered  by  the  family,  on  the  eve  of  their  destruction, 
was  realized  by  a  family  which,  for  a  time,  occupied  the 
same  house  from  which  they  perished. 

Por  the  same  reason  that  my  brother  and  his  family  moved 
into  the  house,  another  man,  named  Pendexter,  with  his  fam- 
ily, moved  into  the  same  house,  more  than  a  year  after  the 
terrible  disaster.  His  object  was  mainly  to  afford  entertain- 
ment for  travellers  during  the  winter ;  as,  during  that  season, 
it  was  more  needed  in  that  spot  than  during  the  other  sea- 
sons of  the  year.     Some  time  after  his  removal,  a  heavy 


INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  139 

storm  took  place.  It  was  not  so  severe  as  the  one  that 
destroyed  my  brother's  family,  but  still  it  was  severe  enough 
to  give  one  some  pretty  clear  conception  of  the  force  of  that. 
The  same  general  movements,  probably,  transpired  in  the  lat- 
ter storm,  that  did  in  the  first,  though  not  so  great  in  degree. 
During  the  progress  of  this,  there  were  successive  events  of 
a  most  awe-inspiring  character.  At  one  time  would  be  seen 
the  sharpest  lightning  followed  by  the  heaviest  thunder ; 
then  would  be  seen  streams,  arising  from  the  concussion  of 
rocks  on  the  face  of  the  mountain  opposite  the  Notch  House, 
ascending  from  the  base  to  the  very  summit,  lighting  all 
the  valley  about  with  a  brilliant  light.  At  the  same  time, 
the  noise  from  the  concussions  would  reverberate  strong 
enough  to  drown  the  heaviest  thunder.  All  the  time,  too, 
these  lights  were  shining,  and  the  peals  of  heavy  thunder  were 
alternating  with  concussions  of  rocks  on  the  mountain  sides 
such  as  to  make  the  very  earth  tremble  under  your  feet,  the  rain 
was  pouring  in  deafening  torrents.  These  impressive  circum- 
stances of  the  storm,  together  with  reflections  of  what  passed 
in  the  same  house  months  before,  so  affected  the  then  resident 
family,  that  not  a  word  was  spoken  for  near  half  an  hour. 
They  stood  and  looked  at  each  other,  almost  petrified  with 
fear.  And  yet,  this  storm,  as  we  have  intimated,  was  very 
much  inferior  in  power  to  the  one  we  have  been  considering, 
and  which  brought  on  the  great  disaster  that  has  occupied  so 
much  of  our  attention. 

In  closing  this  whole  account  of  one  of  the  most  terrible 
storms  ever  transpiring,  we  cannot  do  it  better,  perhaps,  than 
in  the  words  of  Byron  :  aXVi 

"  The  sky  is  changed  I  and  such  a  change  !  0  night,  \X^  ^  •  •/ 
And  storm,  and  darkness,  ye  are  wondrous  strong  !    f^  /  ^     • " 


140  INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

Far  along, 
From  peak  to  peak,  the  rattling  crags  among, 
Leaps  the  live  thunder  !     Not  from  one  lone  cloud, 
But  every  mountain  now  hath  found  a  tongue. 
And  Jura  answers,  through  her  misty  shroud, 
Back  to  the  joyous  Alps,  who  call  to  her  aloud. 

Now,  where  the  quick  Rhone  thus  has  cleft  his  way. 

The  mightiest  of  the  storms  hath  ta'en  his  stand  ; 

For  here,  not  one,  but  many,  make  their  play. 

And  fling  their  thunderbolts  from  hand  to  hand. 

Flashing  and  cast  around  ;  of  all  the  band, 

The  brightest  through  these  parted  hills  hath  forked 

His  lightnings,  —  as  if  he  did  understand. 

That,  in  such  gaps  as  desolation  worked. 

There  the  hot  shaft  should  blast  whatever  therein  lurked. 


CHAPTER     X. 


THE  STORM   AS   WITNESSED   BY    ONE   AT   THE  MOUNTAINS.  —  THE    VIK\V   FR03I 

BETHLEHEM. RAPID  RISE  OF  THE  AMMONOOSUC. CONDITION  OF  CAPTAIN 

ROSEBROOK'S    farm. SLIDES    AS     FIRST    SEEN. FALLS    OF     THE    AMMO- 
NOOSUC.   DIFFICULTY  OF     REACHING  CRAWFORD'S. ATTEMPT  TO  ASCEND 

THE  MOUNTAINS.  THE  CAMP. GREAT  DESTRUCTION  OF  TREES. 

Our  account  of  this  remarkable  storm  and  its  effects 
"would  be  very  imperfect  were  we  to  omit  the  following, 
written  by  a  gentleman  who  was  on  the  spot  directly  after 
the  storm  had  passed  : 

"The  rains  had  been  falling  nearly  three  weeks,  over  the 
southern  parts  of  New  England,  before  they  reached  the 
neighborhood  of  the  White  Mountains.  At  the  close  of  a 
stormy  day  the  clouds  all  seemed  to  come  together,  as  to  a 
resting-place,  on  these  lofty  summits;  and,  having  retained 
their  chief  treasure  till  now,  at  midnight  discharged  them 
in  one  terrible  burst  of  rain,  the  efifects  of  which  were  awful 
and  disastrous.  The  storm  continued  most  of  the  night ;  but 
the  next  morning  was  clear  and  serene.  The  view  from  the 
hill  of  Bethlehem  was  extensive  and  delightful.  In  the 
eastern  horizon  Mount  "Washington,  with  the  neighboring 
peaks  on  the  north  and  on  the  south,  formed  a  grand  outline 
far  up  in  the  blue  sky.     Two  or  three  small  fleecy  clouda 


142  INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN    HISTORY. 

rested  on  its  side^>^a  little  below  its  summit ;  while,  from 
behind  this  highest  point  of  land  in  the  United  States,  east 
of  the  Mississippi,  the  sun  rolled  up  rejoicing  in  his  strength 
and  glory.  We  started  off  towards  the  object  of  our  journey, 
with  spirits  greatly  exhilarated  by  the  beauty  and  grandeur 
of  our  prospect.  As  we  hastened  forward  with  our  eyes 
fixed  on  the  tops  of  the  mountains  before  us,  little  did  we 
think  of  the  scene  of  destruction  around  their  base,  on  which 
the  sun  was  now  for  the  first  time  beginning  to  shine.  In 
about  half  an  hour  we  entered  a  wilderness,  in  which  we 
were  struck  with  its  universal  stillness.  From  every  leaf  in 
its  immense  masses  of  foliage  the  rain  hung  in  large  glittering 
drops ;  and  the  silver  note  of  a  single  unseen  and  unknown 
bird  was  the  only  sound  that  we  could  hear.  After  we  had 
proceeded  a  mile  «or  two,  the  roaring  of  the  Ammonoosuc 
began  to  break  upon  the  stillness,  and  now  grew  so  loud  as 
to  excite  our  surprise.  In  consequence  of  coming  to  the 
river  almost  at  right  angles,  and  by  a  very  narrow  road, 
through  trees  and  bushes  very  thick,  we  had  no  view  of  the 
water,  till  with  a  quick  trot  we  had  advanced  upon  the  bridge 
too  far  to  retreat,  when  the  sight  that  opened  at  once  to  the 
right  hand  and  to  the  left  drew  from  all  of  us  similar  excla- 
mations of  astonishment  and  terror;  and  we  hurried  over 
the  trembling  fabric  as  fast  as  possible.  After  finding  our- 
selves safe  on  the  other  side,  we  walked  down  to  the  brink ; 
and,  though  familiar  with  mountain  scenery,  we  all  confessed 
we  had  never  seen  a  mountain  torrent  before.  The  water 
was  as  thick  with  earth  as  it  could  be  without  beinor  changed 
into  mud.  A  man  living  near  in  a  log  hut  showed  us  how 
high  it  was  at  daybreak.  Though  it  had  fallen  six  feet,  he 
assured  us  it  was  ten  feet  above  its  ordinary  level.  To  this 
add  its  ordinary  depth  of  three  or  four  feet,  and  here  at  day- 


INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  143 

break  •v^'a3  a  body  of  water,  twenty  feet  deep  and  sixty  feet 
wide,  moving  with  the  rapidity  of  a  gale  of  ^vind  between 
steep  banks  covered  with  hemlocks  and  pines,  and  over  a  bed 
of  large  rocks,  breaking  its  surface  into  billows  like  those  of 
the  ocean.  After  gazing  a  few  moments  on  this  sublime 
sight,  we  proceeded  on  our  way,  for  the  most  part  at  some 
distance  from  the  river,  till  we  came  to  the  farm  of  Rose- 
brook,  lying  on  its'  banks.  Wo  found  his  fields  covered  with 
water,  and  sand,  and  flood-wood.  His  fences  and  bridges 
were  all  swept  away,  and  the  road  was  so  blocked  up  with 
logs  that  we  had  to  wait  for  the  labor  of  men  and  oxen 
before  we  could  get  to  his  house.  Here  we  were  told  that 
the  river  was  never  before  known  to  bring  down  any  con- 
siderable quantity  of  earth ;  and  were  pointed  to  bare  spots, 
on  the  sides  of  the  White  Mountains,  never  seen  till  that 
morning.  As  our  road,  for  the  remaining  six  miles,  lay 
quite  near  the  river,  and  crossed  many  small  tributary 
streams,  we  employed  a  man  to  accompany  us  with  an  axe 
We  were  frequently  obliged  to  remove  trees  from  the  road, 
to  fill  excavations,  to  mend  and  make  bridges,  or  contrive  to 
get  our  horses  and  wagon  along  separately.  After  toiling  in 
this  manner  half  a  day,  we  reached  the  end  of  our  journey ; 
not,  however,  without  being  obliged  to  leave  our  wagon  half 
a  mile  behind.  In  many  places,  in  those  six  miles,  the  road 
and  the  whole  adjacent  woods,  as  it  appeared  from  the  marks 
on  the  trees,  had  been  overflowed  to  the  depth  of  ten  feet. 
In  one  place,  the  river,  in  consequence  of  some  obstruction 
at  a  remarkable  fall,  had  been  twenty  feet  higher  than  it  was 
when  we  passed.  We  stopped  to  view  the  fall,  which  Dr. 
D  wight  calls  'beautiful.'  He  says  of  it,  '  The  descent  is  from 
fifty  to  sixty  feet,  cut  through  a  mass  of  stratified  granite ; 
the  sides  of  which  appear  as  if  they  had  been  laid  by  a  mason 


144  INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

in  a  variety  of  fantastical  forms;  betraying,  however,  by 
their  rude  and  wild  aspect,  the  masterly  hand  of  nature.' 
This  description  is  sufficiently  correct ;  but  the  beauty  of  the 
fall  was  now  lost  in  its  sublimity.  You  have  only  to  imagine 
the  whole  body  of  the  Ammonoosuc,  as  it  appeared  at  the 
bridge  which  we  crossed,  now  compressed  to  half  of  its  width, 
and  sent  downward,  at  an  angle  of  twenty  or  twenty- five 
degrees,  between  perpendicular  walls  of  stone.  On  our  arrival 
at  Crawford's,  the  appearance  of  his  farm  was  like  that  of 
Rosebrook's,  only  much  worse.  Some  of  his  sheep  and 
cattle  were  lost,  and  eight  hundred  bushels  of  oats  were  de- 
stroyed. Here  we  found  five  gentlemen,  who  gave  us  an 
interesting  account  of  their  unsuccessful  attempt  to  ascend 
Mount  Washington  the  preceding  day.  They  went  to  the 
'  Camp '  at  the  foot  of  the  mountain  on  Sabbath  evening,  and 
lodged  there  with  the  intention  of  climbing  the  summit  the 
next  morning.  But  in  the  morning  the  mountains  were  en- 
veloped in  thick  clouds ;  the  rain  began  to  fall,  and  increased 
till  afternoon,  when  it  came  down  in  torrents.  At  five 
o'clock  they  proposed  to  spend  another  night  at  the  camp, 
and  let  their  guide  return  home  for  a  fresh  supply  of  pro- 
visions for  the  next  day.  But  the  impossibility  of  keeping 
a  fire  where  everything  was  so  wet,  and,  at  length,  the  advice 
of  their  guide,  made  them  all  conclude  to  return,  though  with 
great  reluctance.  No  time  was  now  to  be  lost,  for  they 
had  several  miles  to  travel  on  foot,  and  six  of  them  by  a 
rugged  path  through  a  gloomy  forest.  They  ran  as  fast  as 
their  circumstances  would  permit ;  but  the  dark  evergreens 
around  them,  and  the  black  clouds  above,  made  it  night  before 
they  had  gone  half  of  the  way.  The  rain  poured  down 
faster  every  moment ;  and  the  little  streams,  which  they  had 
stepped  across  the  evening  before,  must  now  be  crossed  by 


INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN    HISTORY.  145 

wading,  or  by  cutting  down  trees  for  bridges,  to  which  they 
were  obliged  to  cling  for  life.  In  this  way  they  reached  the 
bridge  over  the  Ammonoosuc,  near  Crawford's,  just  in  time 
to  pass  it  before  it  was  carried  down  the  current.  On  Wednes- 
day, the  weather  being  clear  and  beautiful,  and  the  waters 
having  subsided,  six  gentlemen,  with  a  guide,  went  to  Mount 
Waslhington,  and  one  accompanied  Mr.  Crawford  to  the 
'  Notch,'  from  which  nothing  had  yet  been  heard.  We  met 
again  at  evening,  and  related  to  each  other  what  we  had 
seen.  The  party  who  went  to  the  mountain  were  five  hours 
in  reaching  the  site  of  the  camp,  instead  of  three,  the  usual 
time.  The  path  for  nearly  one  third  of  the  distance  was  so 
much  excavated,  or  covered  with  miry  sand,  or  blocked  up 
with  flood-wood,  that  they  were  obliged  to  grope  their  way 
through  thickets  almost  impenetrable,  where  one  generation 
of  trees  after  another  had  risen  and  fallen,  and  were  now 
lying  across  each  other  in  every  direction,  and  in  various 
stages ,  of  decay.  The  camp  itself  had  been  wholly  swept 
away ;  and  the  bed  of  the  rivulet  by  which  it  had  stood  was 
now  more  than  ten  rods  wide,  and  with  banks  from  ten  to 
fifteen  feet  high.  Four  or  five  other  brooks  were  passed, 
whose  beds  were  enlarged,  some  of  them  to  twice  the  extent 
of  this.  In  several  the  water  was  now  only  three  or  four 
feet  wide,  while  the  bed,  of  ten,  fifteen,  or  twenty  rods  in 
width,  was  covered  for  miles  with  stones,  from  two  to  five  feet 
in  diameter,  that  had  been  rolled  down  the  mountain  and 
through  the  forests  by  thousands,  bearing  everything  before 
them.  Not  a  tree,  nor  the  root  of  a  tree,  remained  in  their 
path.  Immense  piles  of  hemlocks  and  other  trees,  with  their 
limbs  and  bark  entirely  bruised  ofi",  were  lodged  all  the  way 
on  both  sides,  as  they  had  been  driven  in  among  the  standing 
and  half-standing  trees  on  the  banks.  While  the  party  were 
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146  INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

climbing  the  mountain,  thirty  'slides'  were  counted,  some 
of  which  began  where  the  soil  and  vegetation  terminate ;  and, 
growing  wider  as  they  descended,  were  estimated  to  contain 
more  than  a  hundred  acres.  These  were  all  on  the  western 
side  of  the  mountains.  They  were  composed  of  the  whole 
surface  of  the  earth,  with  all  its  growth  of  woods,  and  its 
loose  rocks,  to  the  depth  of  fifteen,  twenty,  and  thirty  feet ; 
and  wherever  the  slides  of  the  projecting  mountains  met, 
and  formed  a  vast  ravine,  the  depth  was  still  greater." 


CHAPTER    XI. 

BARTLETT. 

GENERAL  FEATURES. ROCKY  BRANCH. INCIDENT  ON  ITS  BANK. INCI- 
DENTS OF   ELLIS'    RIVER. FIRST   SETTLEMENT.  LOSS  OF  THE   HORSES.  

SNOW    CAVERNS. BROTHERS    E5IERT. HUMPHREY'S  OBSTINACY. THEIR 

PERILOUS  ESCAPE  FROM  FREEZING. —  HON.  JOHN  PENDEXTER. HIS  REMOVAL 

FROM  PORTSMOUTH. CHILDREN. "  RAISING  '*  SCENE.  — MRS.  PENDEXTER. 

—  THE  GREAT  DISTANCE  OF  A  MARKET. DIFFICULTY  OF  REACHING  MARKET. 

.      — TRAPS    FOR    CATCHING    WILD    ANKL^LS.  — THE    COMMON    LOG    TRAP. 

FIGURE  FOUR.  —  PEQUAWKET  MOUNTAIN.  ADVENTURE  WITH  A  RATTLE- 
SNAKE. —  THE  "  CHAPEL  OF  THE  HILLS."  —  MRS.  SNOW. ITS  DEDICATION. 


"  Go,  call  thy  sons  ;  instruct  them  what  a  debt 
They  owe  their  ancestors  ;  and  make  them  swear 
To  pay  it,  by  transmitting  down  entire 
Those  sacred  rights  to  which  themselves  were  born." 

Bartlett  is  a  small,  irregular-shaped  town,  lying  near  the 
White  Mountains,  having  Jackson  on  the  north  and  Conway 
on  the  south.  Saco  river  runs  through  it,  in  a  circling 
course,  making  almost  a  semicircle  within  its  limits.  On  both 
sides  of  this  river,  through  all  its  course  in  the  town,  is  good 
land,  to  some  extent  from  its  banks  ;  and  that  is  about  all  the 
good  land  the  town  affords.  You  soon  come  to  the  mountains, 
after  you  leave  this  stretch  of  land,  which  generally  corre- 
spond with  the  course  of  the  river  in  the  direction  of  their 


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148  INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

ranges.  None  of  these  mountains  are  so  large  as  to  claim 
anj  particular  notice. 

Rocky  Branch,  a  stream  tributary  to  the  Saco,  empties 
into  it  near  the  centre  of  the  town.  It  runs  with  a  rapid 
current,  most  of  the  way  from  its  starting,  over  a  rocky  bed, 
as  its  name  indicates,  till  it  mingles  with  its  confluent  stream. 
It  rises  very  rapidly  in  times  of  great  rains,  as  do  most 
other  streams  in  the  region.  At  the  time  of  the  great  disas- 
ter near  the  Notch,  wdien  my  brother's  family  were  destroyed, 
it  was  the  scene  of  a  most  thrilling  incident. 

Previous  to  this  time,  near  down  to  where  it  flows  into  the 
Saco,  on  a  spot  of  level,  smooth  land,  familiarly  called  Jericho, 
a  man  by  the  name  of  Emery  had  built  a  small  log  cabin,  and 
moved  his  family  into  it.  In  the  night,  the  same  on  which 
the  great  disaster  occurred  on  the  Saco,  this  stream,  in  the 
vehemence  of  its  rapid,  high-swollen  current,  brought  down 
so  many  trees,  and  rocks,  and  logs,  from  the  land  along  its 
banks,  that  it  formed  a  sort  of  dam  just  below  the  spot  on 
which  the  cabin  stood.  This  made  a  pond  of  water,  which 
started  the  cabin  from  its  foundation,  and  buoyed  it  up  on  its 
surface  like  a  boat.  Here  the  family  were,  in  the  depth  of  a 
dark  stormy  night,  with  the  water  roaring  in  their  ears,  at  the 
mercy  of  an  angry  flood.  Their  feelings  in  this  situation  can 
much  better  be  imagined  than  expressed.  They  did  the  best 
they  could,  went  into  the  highest  part  of  the  cabin,  and  there 
awaited  the  fearful  issue.  They  expected  every  instant  to  be 
engulfed  in  the  waters.  For  long  hours,  with  little  to  be 
seen,  but  almost  everything  dreadful  to  be  heard,  they  held 
death  steadily  before  them.  Their  prospect  of  escape,  under 
the  circumstances,  was  the  frailest  imaginable.  But  they 
survived  the  peril.  The  waters  at  last  subsided,  their  little 
ark  rested  on  a  miniature  Ararat,  and  the  family  escaped  to 


INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN  HISTORY..         149 

the  mountains.     For  deep  tragic  interest  this  holds  a  place 
next  in  order  to  the  great  Notch  disaster  itself. 

A  little  to  the  east  of  Rocky  Branch  river  is  another,  called 
Ellis  river,  running  about  in  the  same  direction  from  the 
White  Mountains  and  emptying  likewise  into  the  Saco.  This, 
in  its  general  character,  is  very  much  like  the  preceding, 
rapid  in  its  current,  and  very  much  affected  in  its  rising  by 
heavy  rains.  On  the  same  night  in  which  the  incident  oc- 
curred we  have  just  recited,  another  took  place  on  this  river, 
showing  the  sudden  and  high  rise  of  water  on  all  the  streams 
among  the  mountains  at  that  time.  Near  its  course  up  in 
Jackson,  through  which  it  flows  on  its  way  to  Bartlett  from 
its  origin  in  the  mountains,  a  man  had  a  yard,  into  which  he 
had  collected  some  colts,  to  keep  through  the  night.  During 
that  night,  the  river,  rising  near  the  yard,  rose  so  high,  that, 
flowing  over  its  banks,  it  swept  all  the  colts  out  of  it,  and 
carried  some  of  them  a  longer  distance  down  its  current,  and 
some  a  shorter  one.  They  were  all  destroyed,  however ;  some 
of  their  bodies,  mangled  by  the  rocks  and  roots  lying  along 
in  the  rough  bed  of  the  stream,  went  down  as  far  as  Bartlett, 
a  distance  of  miles. 

Bartlett  was  originally  granted  to  William  Stark,  Vere 
Royce,  and  others,  in  consideration  of  services  rendered  by 
them  during  the  French  and  Indian  war  in  Canada.  Capt. 
Stark  immediately  divided  up  his  grant  into  lots,  offering 
large  tracts  to  any  one  who  would  settle  on  them.  Two 
brothers  Emery,  and  one  Harriman,  were  among  the  first 
who  located  themselves  permanently  in  the  town.  Settle- 
ments had  been  commenced  at  this  time  in  most  of  the  towns 
surrounding  tl^  mountains.  In  1Y77,  but  a  few  years  suc- 
ceeding the  Emerys,  Daniel  *Eox,  Paul  Jilly  and  Capt. 
Samuel  Willey,  from  Lee,  made  a  settlement  in  Upper  Bart- 
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150  INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

lett,  north  of  those  already  located.  They  commenced  their 
settlement  with  misfortunes  as  well  as  hardships.  Their  horses, 
which  they  had  brought  Avith  them,  dissatisfied  with  the  rich 
grazing  land  on  the  Saco,  started  for  their  former  home  in 
Lee.  As  it  afterwards  appeared,  instead  of  following  the 
Saco  in  all  its  turnings  and  windings,  as  the  settlers  did,  the 
horses  struck  directly  across  the  mountains  to  the  south.  On 
the  first  mountain  they  separated,  some  going  further  to  the 
east  and  others  to  the  west.  This  was  all  learned  long  after 
the  loss.  Diligent  search  was  made  at  the  time,  but  to  no 
purpose.  In  the  spring  following  the  disappearance  of  the 
horses,  some  dogs  brought  into  the  settlement  the  legs  and 
other  parts  of  a  horse.  Suspecting  that  they  might  be  parts 
of  those  they  had  lost,  they  followed  the  track  of  the  dogs,  and 
only  about  sixty  rods  from  the  settlement  came  upon  the 
carcass  of  one.  The  horse  had  evidently  been  dead  but  a 
few  weeks.  He  had  sustained  himself,  it  appeared,  during 
the  winter  on  browse,  being  protected  from  the  cold  by  those 
immense  snow-caverns  which  are  frequently  formed  on  the 
mountains.  The  snow  had  formed  an  entire  roof  over  the 
tops  of  the  thickly-matted  trees,  leaving  the  space  beneath 
completely  free  and  hollow.  In  one  of  these  snow-houses  the 
horse  had  lived  all  the  winter.  Flocks  of  sheep  have  been 
known  to  be  protected  so  from  the  cold,  coming  out  healthy 
and  in  good  condition  in  the  spring. 

Most  amusing  stories  are  told  of  these  brothers  Emery. 
Enoch  and  Humphrey  were  their  names,  the  mention  of 
which,  to  this  day,  will  provoke  a  smile.  In  their  general 
characteristics  they  difiered  almost  as  much  as  it  is  possible 
for  two  individuals  to  dijBfer.  Enoch  was  frank,  open,  gen- 
erous and  manly  in  his  nature,  while  Humphrey  was  sullen, 
obstinate  and  contrary.     Humphrey  had  been  haying.     He 


INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  151 

was  returning  at  the  close  of  the  day  to  his  house  with  a 
large  load,  which  he  was  drawing  with  a  small  yoke  of  oxen. 
On  his  way  was  a  sharp,  steep  hill,  which  he  was  much  afraid 
his  oxen  would  be  unable  to  surmount  with  the  load.  He 
was  much  worried,  and  it  was  with  considerable  anxiety  that 
he  reached  the  foot  of  the  hill.  Here  he  accidentally  was 
met  by  one  of  his  neighbors.  He  had  not  time  to  tell  him 
his  fears  before  his  neighbor  had  already  said,  "  Mr.  Emery, 
your  cattle  will  hardly  be  able  to  haul  that  load  up  this  hill, 
will  they  ?  "  This  instantly  roused  Humphrey's  opposition. 
Always  differing,  he  could  do  no  less  than  differ  now.  •  Not 
raising  his  head,  he  replied,  in  his  sullen,  dogged  tone,  ''  They 
shall  do  it ;  "  and,  plunging  the  brad  into  his  poor  oxen,  made 
good  his  word. 

Though  differing  so  much  from  each  other  in  their  disposi- 
tions, these  brothers  were  uniformly  kind  and  attached  to  each 
other.  They  accommodated  themselves  to  theii?  several  pecu- 
liarities, agreeing  in  all  things  to  agree  and  disagree.  The 
expedients  of  Enoch  to  manage  Humphrey  were  many  and 
ingenious. 

In  the  depth  of  winter,  once,  both  these  brothers,  living 
near  each  other,  went  into  the  woods  to  get  out  some  timber. 
The  cold  was  very  intense,  and,  before  they  could  get  fairly 
to  work,  so  as  to  warm  themselves,  Humphrey  became  very 
much  chilled.  Enoch  felt  the  cold,  but  not  so  severely.  He 
realized,  however,  that  he  needed  a  fire,  and  perceived  that 
Humphrey  needed  it  more  than  himself.  The  first  thing  for 
them,  therefore,  was  a  fire.  Having  fire- works  with  him,  and 
being  most  active  at  the  time,  Enoch  set  himself  to  kindle 
one.  But  his  fire-works  did  not  work  well.  He  failed  to  get 
from  them,  as  soon  as  he  expected,  what  he  sought ;  and  see- 
ing Humphrey  sinking  under  the  cold,  and  fearing  to  con- 


152  INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE?  MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

sume  any  more  time  in  trials  upon  them,  lest  Humphrey 
should  perish  before  he  succeeded,  he  resolved  on  some  other 
expedient  to  warm  him.  He  made  appliance  to  his  temper, 
which  he  knew  to  be  generally  quick  and  irritable.  But  this 
failed  for  some  time,  owing  to  Humphrey's  being  so  benumbed 
with  the  cold.  At  length,  however,  he  succeeded.  He  was 
roused.  Then  all  that  concerned  Enoch  was  to  keep  out  of 
his  way.  They  ran  over  bushes  and  stumps  and  logs  till  they 
both  dripped  with  perspiration. 

Hon.  John  Pendexter  came  into  this  town,  from  Ports- 
mouth, at  an  early  period  of  its  history,  and  planted  himself 
down  on  the  southern  part  of  it  bordering  Conway.  Here  he 
spent  the  rest  of  his  life,  living  to  the  advanced  age  of  eighty- 
three  years. 

He,  together  with  his  wife,  made  their  way  to  this  spot 
through  many  hardships,  and  endured  many  after  they  ar- 
rived at  it.  They  came  a  distance  of  eighty  miles  in  winter, 
she  riding  on  an  old,  feeble  horse,  with  a  feather-bed  under 
her,  a  child  in  her  arms,  and  he  by  her  side,  hauling  his 
household  furniture  on  a  hand-sled.  Nor  was  it  a  well-pre- 
pared home  to  which  they  came  in  this  way, —  a  warm,  neat 
house  and  cultivated  lands, —  but  a  forest  mainly,  and  a  rude 
cabin.  These  were  all  they  had  to  cheer  them  on  the  way, 
besides  some  warm  hearts  already  living  near  the  place  of 
their  destination ;  such  as  they  knew  would  greet  their  coming. 
And  these  were  enough.  Cheered  on  by  them,  at  length 
they  attained  the  end  of  their  course,  husband  and  father, 
wife  and  child.  And  here  it  may  .be  remarked,  that  this 
child  was  cradled  in  a  sap-trough,  and  ultimately  became  the 
mother  to  a  class  of  sons  and  a  daughter,  all  of  whom  do 
honor  to  their  parentage  ;  but  one,  especially,  is  a  man  very 
distinguished  for  talent  and  enterprise. 


INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  153 

Under  the  labor  of  these  hardy  pioneers,  the  "wilderness 
around  them  soon  gave  place  to  fruitful  fields ;  and  the  rude 
cabin  was  exchanged  for  a  nice,  well-proportioned  dwelling- 
house. 

Mr.  Pendexter  was  a  plain,  earnest  man,  and  for  years 
was  especially  useful,  in  the  region  where  he  lived,  as  a  car- 
penter. We  have  often  seen  him,  with  crews  of  men  around 
him,  in  different  places,  engaged  in  preparing  frames  for  the 
rearing ;  he,  with  dividers  and  rule  in  hand,  marking  the 
work  for  them,  and  they  executing  it  with  mallet  and  chisel 
and  auger. 

We  have  seen  him  often,  too,  when  this  preparatory  work 
was  done,  and  the  frame  was  ready  for  raising,  acting  as 
master  in  the  enterprise.  There  he  stood,  in  his  cherished 
element  of  life.  ''  Men,"  said  he,  at  the  proper  time,  ''are 
you  ready,  all  ready?"  "Yes,"  the  response  would  be, 
"all  ready."  "Well,  then,  take  her  up,  take  her  up,  I 
say  —  bravely,  bravely  !  There  she  goes,  there  she  goes  ! 
Now  man  those  spy-shoves  well !  Stand  to  your  pick-poles 
firm  !  There  she  goes  !  there  she  goes  !  It 's  well  done  !  well 
done  !  Look  out  for  the  feet  of  those  posts  there  —  see  that 
they  are  entered  in  their  places.  There  she  goes  again ! 
Steady,  now,  steady,  boys  —  steady  !  She  is  most  up.  Don't 
throw  her  over !  Steady,  boys,  steady  !  steady  !  steady  ! 
there  she  is.  All  done.  Now  fasten  her  there,  and  make 
her  sure." 

Mrs.  Pendexter,  as  we  have  seen,  was  the  worthy  help- 
meet of  such  a  man  as  he,  braving  the  hardships  of  an  emi- 
grating life,  and  doing  all  in  her  power  to  make  the  home  of 
his  selection  a  retreat  of  quietude  and  plenty.  She  lived  to 
a  very  advanced  age  —  ninety-two  years.  Having  known  her 
well  in  our  youth,  but  not  having  seen  her  for  some  twenty 
years  or  more,  we  made  a  friendly  call  upon  her  at  a  certain 


154  INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

time.  She  was  then  near  her  end,  as  it  proved,  confined  to 
her  bed.  As  we  approached  her,  in  company  with  her 
youngest  son,  who  stood  at  my  side,  he,  perceiving  that  she 
did  not  know  me,  as  he  suspected  from  the  beginning  she 
would  not,  said :  "  This  is  Mr.  Willey,  mother,  who  has  come 
to  see  you."  "  Mr.  Willey  !  "  she  replied,  "I  don't  know 
who  that  is."  "It  is  Mr.  Willey,"  said  he  again,  "the 
minister.  Don't  you  know  him?"  "Why,  no,"  she  re- 
plied once  more,  leisurely,  "  I  don't  know  him,"  keeping  her 
eye  on  me  all  the  while.  "  You  know  his  father  well,"  said 
he  again,  "  Esq.  Samuel  Willey.  This  is  his  son,  that  is  a 
minister."  Still  she  didn't  know  me,  she  said.  Then,  tak- 
ing the  right  conception,  he  said:  "Mother,  this  is  Ben 
Willey,  come  to  see  you.  You  knew  him  once,  when  he  and 
his  sister  Hannah  used  to  come  and  play  with  Patty  and  me. 
This  broke  the  spell.  Inclining  her  head  to  me,  and  pressing 
my  hand  still  in  hers,  where  it  had  been  from  the  beginning 
of  the  interview,  she  said,  with  an  expression  of  face  Ave  shall 
never  forget :  "  0,  yes,  now  I  know  him  !  How  glad  I  am  to 
see  you  once  more  !  "  Her  age,  for  a  moment,  seemed  to  be 
renewed.  That  appellation,  "Ben  Willey,"  by  which  we 
were  often  spoken  of  familiarly  in  our  youth,  was  a  ray  of 
light,  playing  with  thrilling  effect  across  her  mind,  and 
carrying  it  along  back,  over  the  scenes  of  her  long,  eventful 
existence,  to  earlier  times. 

Dover  was  the  nearest  market  at  this  time ;  and  thither  the 
settlers  were  obliged  to  go  for  all  provisions  and  necessaries 
not  raised  on  their  farms.  In  winter  the  journey  was  more 
easily  accomplished  than  in  summer.  With  snow-shoes  and 
a  hand-sled  it  was  not  esteemed  a  very  hard  task.  In  sum- 
mer, however,  it  was  exceedingly  difficult  and  tiresome. 
Rude  boats  were  usually  dug  out  from  trees,  large  enough  to 


INCIDENTS  IN  WHITE   MOUNTAIN  HISTORY.  155 

hold  several  hundred  weight,  and  then  substituted,  at  this 
season  of  the  year,  for  sleds.  The  many  falls  and  rapids  of 
the  Saco  made  this  anything  but  easy.  The  heavy  boat, 
heavily  ladened,  had  to  be  carried  around  each  rapid  and 
fall ;  and,  in  the  stillest  water,  managed  with  much  skill,  to 
keep  from  the  many  rocks  and  snags. 

Frequently,  during  their  absence,  the  river  would  rise  to 
such  a  height  as  to  be  entirely  impassable  for  days.  The  poor 
wives  and  children  were  once  obliged  to  live  on  seven  pota- 
toes a  day,  for  many  days,  until  the  river  fell,  and  their  hus- 
bands could  cross. 

Most  of  the  living  of  the  early  settlers  was  the  game  which 
they  captured.  Deers  and  bears,  and  other  smaller  animals, 
were  almost  as  common  in  those  times  as  squirrels  now.  But 
little  powder  was  used,  it  being  too  costly,  and  difficultly 
obtained.  Traps  and  snares,  of  many  devices  and  shapes,  were 
used  in  its  stead.  A  description  (5f  some  of  the  more  common 
may  not  be  uninteresting,  as  illustrating  the  ingenuity  of  our 
fathers.  Large  steel  traps  were  used  by  those  who  could 
afford  them ;  but  a  majority  of  the  settlers  were  too  poor. 
The  most  common  was  a  trap  constructed  of  logs,  on  the  prin- 
ciple of  the  common  box-trap  for  catching  mice  and  squirrels. 
A  small  log-house  is  first  constructed,  complete,  with  the 
exception  of  one  end.  A  log  door  is  then  fashioned  exactly 
to  this  end,  and  made  to  play  up  and  down  in  grooves  cut  in 
the  logs.  Through  the  opposite  end  to  the  door  is  placed  a 
long  pole,  having  the  bait  on  its  inner  end,  and  holding  by 
its  outer  end  the  long  pole  which  runs  over  the  house,  and 
raises  the  door.  All  baited,  it  is  left  for  its  prey.  The  hun- 
gry bear,  suspecting  evil,  advances  and  retreats  many  times 
ere  he  ventures  to  enter.  At  length,  after  due  amount  of 
smellhig  and  growling,  his  appetite  overcomes  his  prudence , 


156  INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN  HISTORY. 

and  cautiously,  at  first  very  cautiously,  he  puts  his  head 
inside  the  door.  He  is  not  perfectly  certain,  yet,  that  there 
is  no  danger,  and  would  like  to  get  the  bait  without  exposing 
more  of  his  body  ;  but  he  cannot  do  it ;  and,  after  reaching 
and  stretching  till  out  of  patience,  he  determines  to  substitute 
speed  for  caution,  and  dashes  at  the  bait  with  all  his  might. 
The  fierceness  with  which  he  seizes  the  meat  shakes  the  two 
poles  from  their  fastenings ;  and  down  comes  the  door,  leav- 
ing old  bruin  to  lament  his  folly. 

Another  contrivance  is  to  build  a  house  in  the  same  man- 
ner as  the  preceding,  with  like  walls  and  covering.  But, 
instead  of  such  a  door  as  there  used,  take  timbers  so  small 
that  they  will  bend,  especially  at  one  end ;  or,  if  large 
timbers  are  deemed  best,  hew  them  down  so  that  they  will 
yield  to  pressure  at  one  end ;  place  these  in  the  ends  of  the 
house,  in  such  a  way  that  the  elastic  ends  will  approach  each 
other  somewhat,  giving  them,  when  all  put  up,  a  tunnel 
shape ;  the  end  of  those  outside  farthest  apart,  and  those 
within  the  house  nearer  together.  Thus  constructed,  with 
bait  put  far  into  the  house,  the  bear  will  press  into  the  tun- 
nel, the  elastic  ends  of  it  yielding  to  the  pressure  of  his  body, 
and  obtain  the  bait  and  the  inside  of  the  house.  But  now 
he  has  gone  too  far  to  retreat ;  the  elastic  ends  of  the  timbers 
coming  to  their  natural  position,  after  the  pressure  of  his 
body  is  taken  from  them,  he  is  forbidden  to  return. 

Another  mode  still  for  catching  him  was  by  means  of  a 
trap  called  the  figure  four.  Put  together  large  timbers,  by 
passing  over  them  other  smaller  transverse  timbers,  and 
fasten  them  together  so  as  to  make  a  large  door,  heavy  enough 
to  crush  a  bear.  Put  under  the  door,  one  side  of  it,  a  piece 
of  timber  answering  to  the  diagonal  in  the  Arabic  figure  four. 
Then  add  another,  adjusted  to  this  diagonal  by  a  groove,  and 


INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  157 

an  edge  on  one  of  them,  that  answers  to  the  horizontal  part 
of  such  figure  ;  then  another,  adjusted  to  both  the  diagonal 
and  horizontal  timbers,  by  a  groove,  an  edge,  and  what  are 
called  gains,  answering  to  the  perpendicular  line  in  such  fig- 
ure. Now  put  all  these  together,  and  you  have  a  prop  for 
the  door  we  have  named.  AVhen  the  door  is  placed  on  such 
a  prop  for  use,  put  on  the  end  of  the  horizontal  timber  that 
goes  under  the  door  the  bait  for  the  bear.  Thus  arranged, 
when  the  bear  shall  take  hold  of  the  bait  to  eat  it,  he  must 
stand  under  the  door,  and,  in  devouring  the  bait,  he  must 
necessarily  disarrange  the  figure,  and  bring  the  covering 
over  him  down  upon  his  back. 

In  the  south-east  of  this  town,  lying  partly  within  its 
bounds  and  partly  in  Chatham,  rises  up  one  of  those  huge 
mountain  piles,  standing  upon  the  outskirts  of  the  White 
Mountains,  and  guarding,  as  it  were,  the  approach  to  the 
central  cluster.  Pequaw^ket  Mountain  is  a  wonder  of  itself; 
and,  separated  from  all  its  companions,  is  worthy  of  a  jour- 
ney of  many  hundred  miles.  It  rises  up,  in  the  form  of  a 
pyramid,  or  perhaps  more  cone-like,  over  three  thousand 
feet,  its  southern  sides,  from  base  to  summit,  all  visible  to 
the  beholder.  The  many  surrounding  mountains  stand  out 
from  it  on  its  lower  sides,  leaving  it  an  isolated  cone,  tower- 
ing up  in  all  its  majesty,  and  revealing  its  huge  bulk  in  all 
its  gigantic  proportions.  From  the  south  it  is  seen  nearly  as 
soon  as  Mount  Washington,  and  the  view  from  its  summit  is 
quite  as  extensive,  and  much  more  satisfactory.  A  large 
hotel  is  built  upon  its  highest  point,  and  the  cupola,  covered 
with  tin,  is  distinctly  seen  a  distance  of  thirty  or  forty  miles, 
glistening  in  the  rays  of  the  sun. 

Game  was  very  plenty  in  former  days  around  the  base  of 
this  mountain,  and  even  to  this  day  can  be  found  here  if 
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158  INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

anywhere.  If  one  has  the  courage  to  explore  the  almost  im- 
penetrable swamps  around  its  base,  he  cannot  fail  to  find  fine 
shooting  and  fishing.  The  many  little  hidden  ponds  are  the 
favorite  resort  of  multitudes  of  wild  fowl  in  their  season,  and 
every  secluded  brook  is  overflowing  with  trout.  Bears  are 
occasionally  seen  upon  its  sides,  or  in  its  ravines  and  valleys, 
but  are  very  timid  and  shy. 

Berries  are  very  plenty,  of  all  kinds,  upon  its  sides,  and, 
in  their  season,  it  is  the  resort  of  the  inhabitants  for  many 
miles  around.  A  most  exciting  scene  occurred  once,  to  our 
own  knowledge,  during  one  of  these  berrying  excursions. 
It  was  in  the  season  of  blueberries,  and  a  large  party  had 
gone  out,  and  among  them  a  young  lady,  a  member  of 
my*  own  family.  The  party  had  wandered  far  up  on  the 
mountain,  where  the  growth  was  scantier  and  smaller.  In 
the  crevices  amidst  the  rocks,  and  in  the  little,  secluded 
nooks,  lying  under  the  vast  piles  of  rocks  and  earth,  the  ber- 
ries were  very  large  and  thick.  The  party  had  become  much 
scattered,  each  selecting  his  own  place  of  picking,  and 
designing  to  come  together  again  at  a  spring  further  down 
on  the  mountain.  The  young  lady  I  have  before  mentioned 
had  wandered  away  entirely  alone.  On  one  of  those  big 
moss  plats  so  common,  under  the  lee  of  an  overhanging  cliff, 
she  found  the  berries  uncommonly  thick  and  large,  and,  sus- 
pecting no  danger,  sat  down,  and,  in  her  eagerness  to  gather 
the  whole,  commenced  a  most  rapid  picking.  How  long  she 
thus  remained  she  does  not  remember ;  but,  suddenly  feel- 
ing something  move  in  her  apron,  she  looked,  and  in 
her  lap  was  coiled  up  a  monster  rattlesnake  !  The  spiral 
form  was  already  assumed,  and,  with  head  erect,  almost  at 
her  very  throat,  he  already  was  vibrating  his  huge  body,  and 
commencing  his  fatal  rattle.   Springing,  with  a  piercing  shriek 


INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN  HISTORY.  159 

as  she  perceived  her  danger,  she  threw  him  many  feet  from 
her,  and  fell,  unconscious,  to  the  ground.  The  cry  brought 
others  immediately  to  her  assistance,  and,  more  dead  than 
alive,  she  was  led  from  the  spot  which  had  been  so  near 
witnessing  her  death. 

In  Upper  Bartlett,  near  the  old  ''  Hall  Stand,"  so  well 
known  to  travellers,  stands  a  neat  little  building,  known  as 
the  "  Chapel  of  the  Hills."  Its  conception  and  erection  has 
in  it  much  of  interest.  A  party  of  Boston  people,  tired  of 
the  dust  and  heat  of  the  city,  sought  relief  up  ^ong  the 
mountains  of  New  Hampshire.  While  stopping  at  the  ''Old 
Crawford  House,"  daily  becoming  more  and  more  impressed 
with  the  wonderful  works  of  God  around  them,  and  feeling 
their  hearts  drawn  out  more,  each  day,  in  adoration  to  so 
great  a  Being,  suddenly  the  thought  occurred  to  them,  What 
is  the  religious  condition  of  these  people  around  whose  habi- 
tations God  has  so  displayed  his  power  and  might  ?  On  in- 
quiring, they  learned  that  much  might  yet  be  done  to  advance 
their  religious  interests.  An  article  was  prepared  by  one 
of  the  party,  on  the  subject,  for  the  Christian  Witness,  of 
Boston,  which  met  the  eye  of  Mrs.  Snow,  a  warm  friend  of  the 
American  Sabbath  School  Union,  and,  as  special  attention  had 
been  called  to  the  children  of  the  mountains,  she  offered  two 
hundred  dollars  to  aid  in  building  a  Sabbath  School  Chapel  at 
some  eligible  point  high  up  the  valley  of  the  Saco.  ■• 

Rev.  Mr.  Souther,  an  agent  of  the  Union,  and  an  earnest  and 
efficient  laborer  in  the  cause  of  Sabbath  Schools,  immediately 
made  known  the  offer  to  the  people  of  Upper  Bartlett,  and 
urged  upon  them  the  importance  of  its  acceptance  and  their 
active  cooperation.  He  labored  with  much  zeal  to  stimulate 
them  to  raise  the  amount  necessary  to  build  such  a  building, 
and  soon  saw  his  labors  blessed  in  the  erection  of  a  neat  house 


160  INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

of  worship,  every  way  adapted  to  their  wants,  and  which,  in 
its  style,  finish  atid  appointments,  is  exceedingly  creditable 
to  their  public  spirit. 

Mrs.  Snow  died  two  or  three  months  before  the  chapel 
was  completed.  Her  last  act  was  to  direct  the  payment  of 
fifty  dollars,  completing  her  appropriation ;  thereby  showing 
how  much  her  heart  was  enlisted  in  the  matter.  "But, 
though  dead,  she  yet  speaketh."  Eloquently  she  is  yet 
speaking  to  those  who  visit  these  hills  not  to  forget  the 
spiritual  wants  of  the  dwellers  among  these  mountains.  Elo- 
quently she  is  yet  pleading  with  those  inhabitants  themselves 
to  prize  highly  the  privilege  which  they  already  enjoy, 
and  to  be  ever  ready  for  that  glorious  voice : 

*'  Sink  down,  ye  mountains  ;  and  ye  valleys,  rise! 
With  heads  declined,  ye  cedars,  homage  pay! 
Be  smooth,  ye  rocks  ;  ye  rapid  floods,  give  way! 
The  Saviour  comes  !  " 

And  to  the  one  who  may  minister  within  the  walls  of  this 
little  chapel  she  appeals  most  earnestly : 

"  To  the  young,  in  season  vernal, 
Jesus  in  his  grace  disclose  ; 
As  the  tree  of  life  eternal, 

'Neath  whose  shade  they  may  repose, 
•  Shielded  from  the  noontide  ray. 

And  from  evening's  tribes  of  prey  ; 
And  refreshed  with  fruit  of  love, 
And  with  music  from  above." 

The  account  of  the  dedication  of  this  chapel  we  give  in         j 
Mr.  Souther's  own  words  :  | 

i 

"  The  dedication  took  place  Jan.  21,  1854.      Some  ten 


INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  161 

days  previous,  a  missive  reached  me,  so  remarkable  for  its 
brevity  and  explicitness,  that  I  transcribe  it: 

*  Bartlett,  Jan.  7,   1854. 
*  To  the  Rev.  Sam.  Souther  : 

'  Our  house  is  done,  and  we  are  going  to  dedicate  it  two  weeks  from 
this  day,  and  we  want  you  to  attend,  without  fail. 

'  Yours,  truly, 

'Spenser  Kenison.' 

' '  The  twentieth  was  stormy.  Leaving  home  in  the  midst  of 
the  whirling  snow,  it  seemed  exceedingly  doubtful  whether  I 
should  be  able,  the  next  day,  to  make  my  way  up  our  snowy 
valley  in  season  for  the  dedication  services.  The  ministers 
expected  to  lead  in  the  exercises  failed ;  and  when  I  reached 
the  house,  at  about  eleven,  a  crowded  congregation  was 
anxiously  awaiting  what  turn  affairs  would  take.  Though 
taken  thus  unawares,  I  could  not  hesitate,  when  pressed  into 
the  novel  service  of  preaching  the  dedication  sermon. 
Ps.  122  :  1  —  'I  was  glad  when  they  said  unto  me,  let  us  go 
into  the  house  of  the  Lord'  — furnished  an  appropriate  expres- 
sion of  my  feelings,  in  being  called  to  aid  in  setting  apart 
this  humble  edifice  to  the  worship  of  God,  and  it  was  a  joyful 
occasion. 

"There,  at  the  foot  of  the  dark  gorge  from  which  the  Lidian 
recoiled  in  terror  as  the  abode  of  the  Great  Spirit,  we  had 
met  to  seek  the  presence  of  the  God  we  worshipped,  and  to 
ask  him  to  make  His  dwelling-pkce  with  us  in  the  house  we 
had  built. 

'•  Among  these  frowning  heights  around  and  above  us,  He 
had  often  manifested  himself  in  the  tempest  and  the  fire. 
We  asked  that  in  the  house  we  now  consecrated  to  the  min- 
istrations of  the  word,  He  would  come  often  by  the  still, 
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162  INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

small  voice,  that  convinces  of  sin,  and  leadeth  to  repentance 
and  faith  in  Jesus. 

•'The  fact  was  not  forgotten  that  the  chapel  owed  its  exist- 
ence to  the  affectionate  interest  of  a  pious  heart,  in  the  religious 
instruction  of  children,  and  we  left  it  in  charge  of  the  dwell- 
ers among  the  mountains,  as  the  gathering  point,  on  God's 
holy  day,  not  only  for  themselves,  but  their  children  and 
their  children's  children  through  successive  generations." 


CHAPTER    XII. 

JACKSON. 

THE  VALLEYS   OF  THE  MOUNTAINS.  —  THE  DIRECTIONS   IN  WHICH   THEY  HUN. 

MOOSE     POND. MOOSE    BATHING. — MOOSE.  —  THE    CONWAY    HUNTER. 

—  THE  LEAP   OF   A  MOOSE   OVER  A  HORSE  AND    SLEIGH.  —  EAGLE    LEDGE. 

MINERAL   RESOURCES. GENERAL   FEATURES    OP    JACKSON. BENJAMIN 

COPP. — HIS   ENDURANCE.  — MR.    PINKHAM'S  ACCOUNT   OP    HIS   FIRST    EN- 
TRANCE  INTO    JACKSON.  —  THE   HOG. THE   HOUSE. SCARCITY   OF   SALT. 

INCIDENT     OP     CAPTAIN     VERE     ROTCE. TORNADO.  —  EXPEDIENT     TO 

SAVE  CHILDREN.         BEAR   STORY.  —  FREEWILL  BAPTIST    SOCIETY.  —  ELDER 
DANIEL   ELKINS. 


**  Princes  and  lords  may  flourish,  or  may  fade  ; 
*  *  *  * 

But  a  bold  peasantry,  their  country's  pride, 
When  once  destroyed,  can  never  be  supplied." 

Like  streets  in  some  vast  city,  the  high  walls  on  either 
hand  so  completely  overshadowing  them  that  the  sun  but 
peeps  into  them  in  liis  course,  and  is  gone ;  so  the  valleys  run 
round  among  the  many  spurs  and  ranges  of  these  mountains, 
into  the  vast  depths  of  many  of  which  he  penetrates  not 
deep  enough  to  melt  away  the  winter's  snow.  Most  of  the 
snow  in  the  lowest  ravines,  it  is  said,  is  carried  away  by  the 
little  streams  which  run  through  them.     These  thaw  out  in 


164  INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

the  sunshine  further  up  on  the  mountains,  and,  swollen  to 
twice  their  original  size,  by  the  melting  of  the  snow  in  the 
spring,  go  rushing  and  foaming  through  the  drifts  in  the 
ravines.  Long,  dark  caverns  are  thus  formed  in  many  of  the 
valleys,  one  of  which  we  have  described  in  a  previous 
chapter. 

Bartlett  is  the  plaza,  or  central  square,  of  this  city  of 
mountains.  Leading  into  it  from  the  south  is  the  Saco 
valley,  the  Broadway  of  the  mountains.  Before  reaching 
the  bend  of  the  Saco,  where  it  turns  so  gracefully  to  the  left, 
the  little  valley  of  the  east  branch  of  the  Saco  runs  oflF  to 
the  right,  separating  Dundy  and  Pequawket  Mountains, 
and  itself  dividing,  one  branch  separating  Tin  Mountain  from 
Double  Head,  and  the  other  holding  in  its  bosom  one  of 
those  beautiful  little  sheets  of  water,  so  common  in  this  region, 
called  Mountain  Pond.  Into  three  great  sheets  this  Broad- 
way loses  itself  in  the  central  plaza.  The  Ellis  river  valley 
runs  off  to  the  north,  itself  sending  off  another  valley  at 
Jackson,  a  second  square  in  the  city,  the  Wildcat  Brook 
valley.  Bocky  Branch,  starting  from  the  same  point,  but 
running  further  to  the  south  and  west  of  Ellis  river,  separates 
Iron  Mountain  from  Mount  Crawford  and  Giant's  Stairs, 
and  ends,  at  the  very  foot  of  the  highest  peaks,  in  what  is 
called  Oakes'  Gulf  The  Saco  vj^lley  continues  on  from  its 
turning  point  in  Bartlett  at  right  angles  with  its  former 
course  for  many  miles,  when  suddenly  it  turns  again  short 
round  to  the  north,  separating  the  whole  vast  cluster. 

Jackson,  as  we  have  said,  is  a  second  plaza,  or  square,  in 
this  city  of  hills.  Near  a  mile  above  a  little  settlement  in 
this  town,  known  familiarly  as  "  Jackson  City,"  is  a  little 
pond,  quite  half  a  mile  in  length,  and  about  as  broad  as  it 
is  long,  where  moose  formerly  resorted  in  great  numbers. 


•       INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  165 

Paths  led  to  it  from  all  the  great  valleys  and  little  glades ; 
and  each  morning  the  huge  monsters  might  be  seen  stalking 
thither  to  perform  their  daily  ablutions.  In  winter,  as  in 
summer,  they  came  each  morning  to  bathe,  and,  breaking  the 
thick  ice  with  their  feet,  plunged  fearlessly  into  the  cold 
water. 

Hunters- took  advantage  of  their  habit  of  resorting  daily  to 
such  places,  and  would  there  collect  in  great  numbers  to  hunt 
them.  Like  most  huge  monsters,  they  are  not  quick-tem- 
pered, and,  until  sorely  provoked,  are  very  mild  and  peaceable. 
They  shun  contests  with  man  and  the  lesser  animals  of  the 
forest,  and  are  non-resistants  as  far  as  it  is  prudent  to  be. 
But,  once  provoked,  there  is  nothing  equal  to  their  ire.  Woe 
betide  the  unfortunate  hunter  who  wounds  without  killing 
them.  With  terrible  wrath  they  turn  upon  him.  They  run 
him  down,  and,  with  their  monster  hoofs,  administer  such 
ponderous  blows,  that  scarcely  an  atom  of  the  poor  fellow  is 
left.  An  early  settler  in  Conway  once  barely  escaped  from 
the  hot  pursuit  of  one  by  climbing  into  the  topmost  boughs 
of  a  tall  tree.  After  every  means  to  bring  him  down  was  ex- 
hausted which  the  moose  could  devise,  he  took  his  stand  at 
the  foot  of  the  tree,  and  through  the  whole  of  a  winter's 
night  kept  the  poor  man  shivering  in  its  top.  The  speed  and 
agility  of  these  animals  are  almost  incredible.  Over 
Sawyer's  Rock  one  sprang  at  a  leap,  and  bounded  away  on 
the  other  side.  One,  passing  up  the  valley  above  the 
'•  Crawford  House,"  during  the  deep  snows  of  winter,  chanced 
to  meet  a  horse  and  sleigh,  containing  a  man  and  his  wife. 
One  must  turn  out.  Yery  kindly  the  moose,  perceiving  how 
difficult  it  would  be  for  the  man  to  do  it,  and  not  wishing  to 
do  it  himself,  jumped  over  the  whole  concern,  horse,  sleigh, 
man  and  woman. 


166  INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

Kot  far  from  this  little  pond  is  a  high,  craggy  ledge,  far  up 
whose  inaccessible  side,  on  a  shelf  of  the  rock,  an  eagle  for 
many  years  built  her  nest,  and  reared  her  young.  The  fierce 
mother  became  a  terror  to  the  region,  and  many  a  bold  heart 
has  quailed  at  her  scream.  Her  nest,  consisting  of  sticks  and 
twigs  woven  strongly  together  with  rushes,  measured  more 
than  two  yards  square.     No  hunter  dared  attack  her  alone. 

Jackson  is  rich  in  mineral  resources.  Iron  ore  exists  in 
inexhaustible  quantities  on  Bald-face  Mountain,  between  the 
rocky  branch  of  the  Saco  and  Ellis  river  in  Bartlett,  near 
the  south  line  of  the  town  of  Jackson. 

Bald-face  Mountain  rs  composed  of  granite,  having  a  few 
dykes  of  greenstone  trap  cutting  through  its  midst.  The 
elevation  at  which  the  iron  ore  occurs  is  fourteen  hundred  and 
four  feet  above  the  rocky  branch  of  the  Saco,  and  about  one 
mile  distant.  One  of  the  veins  at  the  upper  opening  meas- 
ures thirty-seven  feet  in  width  in  an  east  and  west,  and 
sixteen  feet  in  a  north  and  south,  direction. 

-The  second  opening,  two  hundred  feet  lower  down  the  slope 
of  the  hill,  exposes  the  ore,  maintaining  the  same  width.  Three 
hundred  feet  lower  down  the  vein  is  observed  to  narrow,  and 
is  but  ten  feet  wide;  and  four  hundred  feet  further  down 
the  width  increases  to  fifty-five  feet. 

Five  hundred  and  forty-six  feet  lower  still  there  is  a  small 
opening,  or  cave,  twenty  feet  deep,  where  the  ore  narrows 
again.  A  small  quantity  of  bog  iron  ore  has  also  been  dis- 
covered, five  miles  north  from  Chesley's  Tavern,  in  the  midst 
of  the  forest. 

Near  the  house  of  Captain  J.  Trickey  occur  several  dykes 
of  greenstone  trap,  which  are  so  highly  charged  with  carbo- 
nate of  lime,  as  to  efiervesce  strongly  with  acids. 


INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN  HISTORY.  167 

On  Thorn  Mountain  occur  several  veins  of  magnetic  iron 
ore,  ^vhich  are  contained  in  a  kind  of  granite,  consisting  of 
felspar  and  quartz,  without  any  mica ;  being,  so  far  as  it 
respects  its  mineralogical  composition,  a  porphyry ;  but  not 
marked  by  squares  of  felspar,  like  a  true  porphyritic  rock. 

The  iron  ore  is  found  near  the  top  of  the  mountain,  and  on 
its  western  side.  The  veins  are  from  a  few  inches  to  two 
and  a  half  feet  wide. 

Tin  ore  -was  unknown  in  the  United  States  anterior  to  the 
discovery  in  Jackson,  and  here  but  four  veins  have  thus  far 
been  discovered.  Here,  also,  are  found  phosphate  of  iron,  ar- 
seniate  of  iron,  tungstate  of  manganese  and  iron,  fluor  of 
spar,  mispickel,  copper  pyrites,  purple  copper,  and  a  native 
copper. 

Jackson  is  bounded  north  by  unlocated  lands,  and  south 
by  Bartlett.  '•  It  is  watered  principally  by  the  two  branches 
of  Ellis  river,  passing  from  the  north,  and  uniting  on  the 
southern  border,  near  Spruce  Mountain.  The  principal 
mountain  elevations  are  Black,  Bald-face,  and  Thom  Moun- 
tains." When  first  settled,  this  town  was  called  New 
Madbury,  from  the  fact  that  most  of  its  early  settlers  came 
from  Madbury,  in  the  lower  part  of  the  state.  It  retained 
this  name  till  the  year  1800,  when  it  was  incorporated  by 
the  name  of  Adams.  Some  years  after,  it  was  again  changed 
to  Jackson,  its  present  name.  This  was  done  to  suit  the 
politics  of  the  times ;  all  of  its  voters  but  one  being  for  Jack- 
son, when  the  question  was  whether  he  or  Adams  should  be 
president. 

This  town  was  first  settled  by  Benjamin  Copp.  He  moved 
into  it  in  1778,  and,  with  his  family,  resisted  the  terrors  of 
the  wilderness  quite  twelve  years  before  any  other  inhabitant 
moved  into  it.  During  this  time,  his  hardships  and  privations 


168  INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

must  have  been  great.  No  one  can  well  conceive  of  them 
unless  he  has  had  some  acquaintance  with  a  forest  residence. 
Living  at  the  present  day  amid  a  sparse  population  will  not 
give  one  such  conceptions,  much  less  will  a  residence  in  a 
city  or  larger  village  do  it.  To  be  surrounded  in  every  di- 
rection by  a  dense  forest,  extending  for  miles,  with  no 
neighbors  to  whom  you  might  resort  in  times  of  want  or  sick- 
ness —  with  no  one  to  whom  you  could  speak,  for  months,  — 
these  form  a  condition  in  life,  such  as  those  not  acquainted 
with  them  can  appreciate  but  poorly.  Mr.  Copp  knew  what 
they  were,  and  was  the  very  man  to  meet  them,  being  healthy, 
strong  and  courageous  in  his  nature.  His  powers  of  bodily 
endurance  were  wonderful.  They  must  have  been  so,  or  he 
could  never  have  sustained  the  various  hardships  and  priva- 
tions he  encountered. 

Poor  food  at  best,  together  with  seasons  of  scarcity  for  ar- 
ticles of  living,  such  as  they  were,  must  have  worn  him  out 
soon  unless  he  had  had  what  we  sometimes  call  an  ''iron  consti- 
tution." As  a  specimen,  to  illustrate  his  powers  of  bodily 
endurance,  it  is  said  that  he  has  been  known  often  to  go  ten 
miles  to  mill,  with  a  bushel  of  corn  on  his  shoulders,  and 
never  take  it  oflf  from  the  time  he  started  from  his  door  till 
he  put  it  down  in  the  mill.  He  did  the  same,  too,  on  his  re- 
turn home.  And  when  he  stopped  to  talk  with  any  one  by 
the  way,  he  seldom  relieved  himself  of  his  burden.  He 
rested  with  the  bag  on  his  shoulders. 

In  the  year  1790,  five  other  families  came  into  this  town 
from  Madbury,  that  of  Captain  Joseph  Pinkham,  Clement 
Meserve,  Jonathan  Meserve,  John  Young,  and  Joseph  D. 
Pinkham.  Daniel  Pinkham,  then  ten  years  of  age,  a  son  of 
the  first  of  the  above  named,  and  the  builder  of  the  road, 
called  by  his  name  the  "  Pinkham  road,"  thus  describes  the 


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INCIDENTS  IN  WHITE   MOUNTAIN  HISTORY,  169 

moving  of  his  father  and  his  family  from  Madbury  to  Jack- 
son : 

''  In  company  with  my  father,  mother,  two  brothers  and 
one  sister,  I  came  to  the  town  now  called  Jackson,  the  6th  day 
of  April,  1790.  I  was  then  ten  years  of  age.  At  that  time 
the  snow  was  five  feet  deep  on  a  level.  There  was  no  road 
from  Bartlett,  about  eight  miles,  and  we  travelled  on  the  top 
of  the  snow,  which  was  sufficiently  hard  to  bear  us.  Our 
entire  stock  of  provisions,  household  furniture  and  clothing, 
was  drawn  upon  a  hand-sled. 

"I  remember  one  incident,  connected  with  this  first  trip, 
which  shows  the  extent  to  which  boys'  ingenuity  will  go  to 
avoid  labor.  We  had  a  hog  with  us,  which  constituted  our 
entire  stock  of  animals.  Thinking  that  this  hog,  though 
not  very  well  trained  to  the  harness,  might  still  afford  us 
some  aid  in  getting  the  sled  along,  we  contrived  a  harness 
for  him,  and  hitched  him  on.  He  worked  much  better  than 
w^e  expected,  and,  though  less  fleety  than  the  horse,  and  less 
powerful  than  the  ox,  he  did  us  good  and  sufficient  service. 

"Arrived  at  our  destination,  we  found  the  log-house, 
erected  the  autumn  previous,  half  buried  in  the  snow,  and 
had  to  shovel  a  hole  through  to  find  a  door.  It  had  no  chim- 
ney, no  stove,  no  floor,  and  no  windows,  except  the  open 
door,  or  the  smoke-hole  in  the  roof  We  built  a  fire-place 
at  one  end,  of  green  logs,  and  replaced  them  as  often  as  they 
burned  out,  till  the  snow  left  us,  so  that  we  could  get  rocks 
to  supply  their  place.  We  had  but  two  chairs,  and  one  bed- 
stead. Thus  we  lived  till  the  summer  opened,  when  we  moved 
the  balance  of  our  furniture  from  Conway,  where  we  left  it 
on  first  moving  to  the  town." 

Mr.  Pinkham  says,  further,  in  regard  to  things  generally 
in  the  town,  at  the  time  his  father  moved  into  it :  '•  At  the 
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170  INCIDENTS  IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

earlj  period  of  the  settlement  of  this  town,  there  was  much 
poverty,  and  great  scarcity  as  to  means  of  living.  Some 
families  had  cows,  and  could  afford  the  luxury  of  milk-por- 
ridge, while  others,  who  had  no  milk,  were  obliged  to  eat 
their  porridge  without  milk,  made  of  water  and  meal  only. 

"  The  river  afforded  trout,  and  these  constituted  a  large 
portion  of  the  living  for  a  number  of  families  quite  a  length  of 
time.  These  trout  were  first  dried  in  the  sun,  and  then 
roasted  by  the  fire.  When  salt  could  be  had,  this  was  used 
with  them,  to  give  them  relish.  But  often,  not  only  the  fish 
and  the  meat,  such  as  they  could  get,  were  cooked  and  eaten 
without  salt,  but  even  porridge  w^as  eaten  without  it.  This 
was  the  best  they  could  do  in  relation  to  sustenance.  For 
transportation  they  used  only  hand-sleds  for  a  number 
of  years.  For  barns  they  built  hovels  of  logs  covered 
with  bark.  Want  and  hard  labor  were  fiimiliar  to  them ;  but 
hope  in  the  future  sustained  them,  and  in  time  they  were 
surrounded  with  sufficient  luxuries  of  life  to  maka.  them  com- 
fortable and  happy." 

Soon  after  Captain  Pinkham,  the  father  of  the  man  giv- 
ing us  the  above  account,  moved  into  this  town,  an  event 
transpired,  near  his  residence,  of  thrilling  interest.  He  lived 
near  a  river.  One  night  he  heard,  some  distance  below  his 
house,  on  the  river,  what  he  thought  was  the  hallooing  of  a 
bear.  It  resembled  that  of  a  man  ;  but,  as  it  was  a  time 
when  men  were  seldom  abroad,  and  as  bears  often  halloo 
very  much  like  a  man,  he  thought  it  was  one  of  these,  espe- 
cially as  they  were  plenty  in  the  region.  Acting  under  this 
impression,  he  took  his  gun,  and  went  out  to  shoot  him. 
Coming  near  to  the  spot  whence  the  voice  sounded,  and  wish- 
ing not  to  disturb  the  bear,  he  crept  softly  till  he  came  in 
sight  of  him,  as  he  supposed,  and  prepared  to  fire.     Just  at 


INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTOKY.  171 

this  instant  he  heard  a  coughing.  It  was  a  man  he  was  pre- 
paring to  fire  at,  —  a  Captain  Vere  Rojce.  He  was  a  sur- 
veyor, from  Fryburg,  come  into  town  to  survey  some  land ; 
but,  being  late  in  Lis  arrival,  and  intercepted  by  the  river, 
he  went  to  that  point  on  it  where  he  was  first  seen,  and  hal- 
looed for  assistance  to  get  across.  Waiting  for  somebody  to 
come  and  aid  him  in  crossing,  he  escaped  the  peril  to  his  life 
we  have  just  recited.  He  coughed  at  an  instant  to  save 
him  from  death. 

At  an  early  period  in  the  history  of  this  town,  one  of  those 
terrible  tornadoes  passed  over  it,  which  are  occasionally  expe- 
rienced in  New  England.  It  was  so  strong  that  scarcely 
anything  could  stand  before  it.  Houses  and  barns  were  lev- 
elled to  the  ground,  and  trees  were  whirled  about  in  the  air  like 
sticks.  Men  and  children  were  caught  up  and  carried  along 
by  its  resistless  force  for  many  rods.  Unlike  most  of  the 
other  violent  winds  which  have  passed  over  New  England, 
this  took  place  in  the  winter.  The  fearful  tornado,  which  so 
desolated  ^Yarner  and  New  London,  in  1821,  occurred  in 
September,  and  was  preceded  hy  some  of  the  hottest  weather 
of  the  season.  During  the  prevalence  of  this  wind  in  Jack- 
son a  most  ludicrous  expedient  was  adopted  by  one  of  its 
inhabitants  to  save  his  children  from  being  torn  from  him, 
and  borne  away  on  its  current.  His  house  had  been  razed 
by  it  to  the  ground.  Chairs,  beds,  bedding,  tables  and  chil- 
dren, were  all  flying  in  the  wind.  Snatching  his  babes  with 
almost  superhuman  strength  from  the  embraces  of  the  rude 
monster,  he  thrust  their  heads  between  two  rails  of  fence, 
and  left  them  thus  secured,  and  their  le^s  danorlinor  in  the 
wind,  to  look  after  his  other  property.  The  five  little  chil- 
dren remained  fast  to  their  fastening,  and,  uninjured,  out- 
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172  INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN    HISTORY. 

The  hill-sides  in  this  town  afford  excellent  grazing,  and 
hundreds  of  cattle  are  driven  here  yearly  for  pasturing. 
The  great  number  of  sheep  scattered  upon  the  mountains 
make  it  the  principal  place  of  resort  for  what  bears  and 
wolves  are  yet  left  among  these  hills.  Occasionally  one  is 
killed,  but  rarely.  Several  years  since,  a  Mr.  Meserve  acci- 
dentally came  upon  one,  coiled  up  under  the  roots  of  an  up- 
torn  tree.  His  little  son,  a  lad  of  some  eight  or  ten  years, 
was  with  him,  and  first  espied  the  monster.  The  boy  could 
not  make  out  what  it  was,  and,  much  frightened,  retreated 
precipitately  to  his  father,  exclaiming  that  he  saw  something 
under  the  tree.  Trembling  through  fear,  he  could  only  say 
that  it  looked  awful  ugly,  had  great  glaring  eyes,  and  that 
he  guessed  it  was  the  devil.  Advancing  to  see  what  it  was 
that  had  so  frightened  his  little  son,  the  father  saw,  rolled  up 
under  the  roots,  a  large  she-bear.  He  had  with  him  only  a 
gun  loaded  with  a  small  charge  of  shot  for  a  partridge. 
The  prize  was,  however,  too  tempting  to  be  lost.  He  had 
with  him  a  huge  jack-knife,  which  he  opened  and  gave  to 
his  son  to  reach  him  when  he  should  want  it.  He  then 
fired  directly  into  the  face  of  the  bear.  ' '  The  old  woman 
didn't  like  the  treatment;  but  Meserve  loaded,  and  gave 
another  dose,  when  the  bear  starting  to  run,  he  seized  his 
knife,  jumped  on  to  her  back,  caught  her  by  the  head,  threw 
her  over,  and  cut  her  throat.  She  was  a  monstrous  beast, 
and  so  fat  she  could  hardly  waddle." 

A  Freewill  Baptist  church  was  formed  in  this  town  in  the 
year  1803.  which  has  existed  to  the  present  time,  and  flour- 
ished. Elder  Daniel  Elkins  was  its  first  minister.  He  was 
an  honest,  good  man,  and  labored  much  and  successfully  for 
the  good  of  the  church  and  town.  Nor  were  his  labors  con- 
fined to  these  alone.     For  years  he  was  a  sort  of  bishop  in 


INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN  HISTORY.  173 

all  the  region.  In  our  earlier  years  we  have  often  seen  his 
smiling  face,  and  heard  his  full,  earnest  voice  at  funerals, 
and  on  other  occasions,  in  Conway  and  Bartlett.  AYe  re- 
member him,  as  he  appeared  at  such  seasons,  very  distinctly; 
and  if  we  could  put  on  canvas  the  exact  image  of  him,  such 
as  now  exists  in  our  minds,  we  could  furnish  a  portrait  of 
him  true  to  life. 

His  pretensions  to  learning  were  small,  and,  yet,  he  seldom 
failed  to  interest  those  truly  learned,  by  his  honest  simplicity 
and  meekness.  He  can  hardly  be  better  described  than  in 
the  words  of  the  ancient  poet,  Chaucer : 

'*  Benign  he  was,  and  wondrous  diligent, 
And  in  adversity  full  patient. 

***** 

Wide  was  his  parish,  and  houses  far  asunder. 

But  he  never  felt  nor  thought  of  rains  or  thunder. 

In  sickness  and  in  mischief  to  visit 

The  faithful  in  his  parish  much  and  oft. 

Upon  his  feet,  and  in  his  hand  a  staff; 

This  noble  example  to  his  sheep  he  gave. 

That  first  he  wrought,  and  afterwards  he  taught. 

Out  of  the  gospel  he  the  words  caught, 

And  this  figure  he  added  yet  thereto,  ^ 

That  if  gold  rust,  what  should  iron  do  ? 

And  if  a  priest  be  foul,  on  whom  we  trust, 

No  wonder  if  a  common  man  do  rust. 

Well  ought  a  priest  example  for  to  give, 

By  his  cleanness,  how  his  sheep  should  live.*' 

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CHAPTER    XIII. 

CONWAY. 

BEAUTIFUL   SCEXERY   OF   CONWAY.  AUTUMNAL  FOLIAGE. ATTRACTIONS    OP 

CONWAY     TO    HUNTERS    AND    EARLY    SETTLERS.  ELIJAU    DINSMORE.  EX- 
PEDIENT TO  KEEP  FROM  STARVING. STORY  OF   EMERY. GREAT  FKE3HET. 

MAPLE   SUGAR.  MR.    WILLEY'S   ENCOUNTER   WITH   A   BEAR. STEPHEN 

ALLARD's   bear   STORY.  SCHOOLS. BOYS  AND    THE  HOGS.  CONGREGA- 
TIONAL    CHURCH. DR.     PORTER.  —  BAPTIST     CHURCH. CHATAUQUE.  — 

NORTH   CONWAY. LEDGES. FAMILY    BURYING-PLACE.  NAMES    OF    THE 

FAMILY    DESTROYED   AT   THE   NOTCH. 


*'  My  own  green  land  forever  ! 
Land  of  the  beautiful  and  brave." 

"  One  who  visits  the  Conway  meadows,  sees  the  original 
of  half  the  pictures  that  have  been  shown  in  our  art-rooms 
the  last  two  years.  All  our  landscape  painters  must  try  their 
hand  at  that  perfect  gem  of  New  England  scenery.  One 
feels,  in  standing  on  that  green  plain,  with  the  music  of  the 
Saco  in  his  ears,  hemmed  in  by  the  broken  lines  of  its 
guardian  ridges,  and  looking  up  to  the  distant  summit  of 
Mount  Washington,  that  he  is  not  in  any  county  of  New 
Hampshire,  not  in  any  namable  latitude  of  this  rugged  earth, 
but  in  the  world  of  pure-  beauty  —  the  adytum  of  the  temple 
where  God  is  to  be  worshipped,  as  the  infinite  Artist,  in  joy." 


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INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  175 

The  mountains  in  Conway,  and  those  on  her  borders,  are 
among  the  most  important  things  pertaining  to  her  location. 
Thej  help,  essentially,  to  make  her  what  she  really  is,  one 
of  the  most  delightful  spots  on  earth.  They  surround  her, 
particularly  North  Conway,  almost  as  entirely  as  the  moun- 
tains surround  Jerusalem.  To  appreciate  this  fully  you  have 
but  to  take  a  position  somewhere  on  the  main  road,  about 
three  miles  south  of  Bartlett,  standing  with  your  face  to  the 
north.  On  your  right  will  stretch  up  a  line  of  mountains 
from  Rattlesnake  Mountain,  situated  about  south-east,  to 
Pequawket  or  Kearsarge  on  the  north-east.  Sweeping 
round  from  this,  you  pass  over  Thom,  and  Double- head,  and 
Black  Mountains,  till  you  come,  at  length,  to  the  long  range 
of  the  Motes  that  separate  Conway  from  Upper  Bartlett. 
From  this  point  you  follow  them  down  on  your  left  till  you 
come  to  their  terminus,  a  point  in  the  heavens  about  south- 
west from  where  you  stand.  It  is  a  grand  post  of  observation 
to  occupy  at  any  time  of  the  year,  but  keep  it  through  the 
season,  and  for  majesty  and  beauty  you  get  a  view  of  scenes 
such  as  can  be  obtained  scarcely  anywhere  else.  In  winter 
you  will  see  a  parapet  of  mountains  around  you,  shorn,  in- 
deed, of  their  summer  attractions,  but  still  commanding  your 
attention  from  the  naked  and  unadorned  sublimity  of  their 
appearance.  Pequawket  will  rise  up  before  you,  like  an  old 
sentinel  who  has  stood  his  post  for  centuries  amidst  the  many 
lightnings  and  storms  that  have  beat  on  his  defenceless  head. 

On  either  side  of  him  will  be  his  companions,  reposing 
soberly  and  solemnly  under  their  mantle  of  snow.  In  spring 
you  will  see  nature  in  her  loveliness  —  the  hill-tops  and 
mountain-sides  blooming  in  their  greenness ;  and  especially  on 
the  smooth,  beautiful  intervales,  skirting  along  close  under 
your  feet,  you  will  see  grasses  and  flowers  in  such  abundance 


176  INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

as  completely  to  cover  the  surface  of  them  -with  their  strong 
luxuriance.  In  summer,  you  will  see  the  plains  and  the  val- 
leys, less  cheerful  with  swelling  buds  and  blossoms,  and  fresh 
leaves  of  trees,  and  plants,  but  fragrant  with  fruit,  the  corn- 
fields ripening  towards  the  harvest,  and  the  golden  wheat- 
fields  reddening  for  the  sickle.  In  autumn,  you  may  see  the 
sober,  mournful  change  upon  the  trees,  on  the  mountain  tops 
and  sides,  the  bright  green  verging  to  the  solemn  carmine, 
and  almost  every  other  sombre  pallid  hue  of  which  an  Amer- 
ican forest  is  susceptible.  The  Rev.  T.  Starr  King  thus 
writes  to  the  Boston  Transcript^  in  the  fall  of  1852  : 

''  The  only  way  to  appreciate  the  magnificence  of  the 
autumnal  forest  scenery  in  New  England  is  to  observe  it  on 
the  hills.  I  never  before  had  a  conception  of  its  gorgeous- 
ness.  The  appearance  of  the  mountain-sides,  as  we  wound 
between  them  and  swept  by,  was  as  if  some  omnipotent  magic 
had  been  busy  with  the  landscape.  It  was  hard  to  assure 
one's  self  that  the  cars  had  not  been  switched  ofi'into  fairy  land, 
or  that  our  eyes  had  not  been  dyed  with  the  hues  of  the  rain- 
bow. No  dream  could  have  had  more  brilliant  or  fantastic 
drapery. 

''  Now  we  would  see  acres  of  the  most  gaudy  yellow  heaped 
upon  a  hill-side  ;  soon  a  robe  of  scarlet  and  yellow  would  grace 
the  proportions  of  a  stalwart  sentinel  of  the  valleys ;  here  and 
there  a  rocky  and  naked  giant  had  thrown  a  brilliant  scarf  of 
saifron  and  gold  about  his  loins  and  across  his  shoulders  ;  and 
frequently  a  more  sober  mountain,  with  aristocratic  and  un- 
impeachable taste,  would  stand  out,  arrayed  from  chin  to  feet 
in  the  richest  garb  of  brown,  purple,  vermilion,  and  straw- 
color,  tempered  by  large  spots  of  heavy  and  dark  evergreen. 
It  did  not  seem  possible  that  all  these  square  miles  of  gorgeous 
carpeting  and   brilliant  upholstery  had   been   the  work  of 


INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN   HISTORY,  177 

one  week,  and  had  all  been  evoked,  by  the  wand  of  frost,  out 
of  the  monotonous  green  which  June  had  flung  over  nature. 
The  trees  seemed  to  have  bloomed  into  roses,  or  rather  to  be 
each  a  nosegay,  done  up  into  proper  shape,  and  waiting  to  be 
plucked  for  the  hand  of  some  brobdignag  belle." 

Darby  Field  says  that  he  "  found  ten  falls  on  that  (Saco) 
river,  to  stop  boats,  and  there  were  thousands  of  acres  of  rich 
meadow  to  Pegwagget  (Comvay),  an  Indian  town."  At- 
tracted by  the  glowing  accounts  which  hunters  gave  of  these 
"  rich  meadows,"  settlers  early  came  to  Conway  from  the 
lower  towns.  The  extensive  tracts  of  intervale,  from  fifty  to 
two  hundred  and  twenty  rods  wide,  and  extending  through 
the  entire  length  of  the  town,  were  then  covered  with  a 
thick  growth  of  white  pine  and  maple.  Game  was  nowhere 
so  plenty  ;  fish  and  fowl  and  animals  were  almost  as  thick  as 
in  the  jungles  of  Africa.  Settlers  came  mostly  from  Durham 
and  Lee,  following  an  easterly  course  until  they  reached  the 
Saco,  and  then  going  north  guided  by  the  stream.  Indian 
villages  were  thickly  scattered  along  its  banks,  poor  and 
small,  however,  in  comparison  with  the  once  flourishing  set- 
tlements of  the  Pequawkets.  This  tribe  had  received  its 
death-blow,  and  nothing  but  deep  hatred  was  left  them.  Tear 
alone  prevented  them  from  murdering  the  hardy  pioneers 
following  up  their  beautiful  river  to  take  possession  of  the 
rich  huntincr-orrounds  of  their  fathers. 

o  o 

The  first  settlement  was  made  in  this  town  in  1764. 
James  and  Benjamin  Osgood,  John  Doloff  and  Ebenezer 
Burbank,  were  the  first  settlers.  Their  hardships  in  reach- 
ing their  northern  homes  were  similar  to  those  we  have 
related  in  the  history  of  most  of  these  towns.  One  Elijah 
Dinsmore  and  wife  performed  the  journey  in  the  dead  of 
winter,  travelling  on  snow-shoes  from  Lee,  a  distance  of  eighty 


178  INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

miles.  A  huge  pack  contained  all  their  furniture,  which  he 
carried  on  his  back.  They  spent  their  nights  in  the  open  air, 
and  slept,  if  they  slept  at  all,  upon  the  "  cold,  cold  snow." 

An  expedient  of  the  settlers  to  sustain  their  strength,  dur- 
ing times  of  great  scarcity  of  provisions,  is  worth  noticing. 
A  wide  strap  of  some  skin  was  fastened  around  them ;  each 
day,  as  they  grew  more  emaciated  and  thin,  the  strap  being 
drawn  the  straiter.  Often  the  buckle  was  drawn  almost  to 
the  last  hole,  the  wearer  anxiously  eying  and  counting  the 
number  of  holes,  beyond  which  was  complete  prostration. 

One  persevering  man,  named  Emery,  had  actually  buckled 
into  the  last  hole,  and,  hardly  able  to  stand,  tottered  round, 
expecting  on  the  morrow  to  be  unable  to  rise.  A  neighbor, 
in  nearly  as  bad  a  condition  as  himself,  crept  to  his  door,  and 
informed  him  that  a  moose  was  not  far  from  his  cabin.  The 
poor  neighbor  himself  would  have  killed  him  had  he  had  a 
gun.  The  intelligence  brought  a  little  strength  to  Emery, 
and  could  his  strap  be  drawn  a  little  tighter  they  yet  might 
live.  They  cut  a  new  hole,  and,  with  all  their  strength,  the 
skeleton  men  tightened  the  strengthening  strap.  As  noiseless 
as  a  shadow  he  crept  out,  and,  steadying  his  aim  with  great 
effort,  killed  the  moose.  Together  the  two  famished  men  sat 
down  to  their  repast,  and  before  the  close  of  the  following  day, 
it  is  said,  their  straps  would  hardly  reach  round  them. 

In  1675  the  town  was  granted  to  Daniel  Foster,  the 
grantees  agreeing  to  pay  one  ear  of  Indian  corn  each  annually 
for  ten  years.  Most  of  the  early  settlers  built  their  cabins 
on  the  intervales  along  the  banks  of  the  river.  They 
regarded  as  of  little  consequence  the  Sudden  rises  of  the 
Saco  until  the  year  1800,  when  the  "  great  freshet  "  taught 
them  the  folly  of  their  course,  and  drove  them  back  upon  the 
high  land.   _  Houses  and  barns  were  all  swept  away  by  thia 


INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN  HISTORY.  179 

sudden  rise  of  water.  Water  ran  many  feet  deep  over  the 
■whole  wide  intervale.  On  the  day  following  the  storm 
houses  and  barns  were  seen  sailing  quietly  down  the  current, 
the  cocks  crowing  merrily  as  they  floated  on.  This  storm 
occasioned  great  loss  of  property. 

The  extensive  growth  of  maple  afforded  for  many  years 
almost  the  entire  support  of  the  inhabitants.  Maple  sugar, 
in  almost  incredible  quantities,  was  yearly  manufactured. 
These  meadows  have  gradually  been  cleared  of  their  growth, 
but  even  to  this  day  orchards  of  this  noble  tree  may  be  seen 
on  many  of  the  islands  around  which  rush  the  waters  of 
the  turbulent  Saco.  The  operation  of  making  the  sugar  is 
so  well  described  by  the  authoress  of  the  "  Backwoods  of 
Canada,"  that  we  extract  it  in  this  place  : 

"  A  pole  was  fixed  across  two  forked  stakes  strong  enough 
to  bear  the  weight  of  the  big  kettle.  The  employment  during 
the  day  was  emptying  the  troughs  and  chopping  wood  to 
supply  the  fires.  In  the  evening  they  lit  the  fires,  and  began 
boiling  down  the  sap.  It  was  a  pretty  and  picturesque  sight 
to  see  the  suo;ar-boilers.  with  their  brio;ht  loor-fire  amonoj 
the  trees,  now  stirring  up  the  blazing  pile,  now  throwing 
in  the  liquid,  and  stirring  it  down  with  a  big  ladle.  When 
the  fire  grew  fierce,  it  boiled  and  foamed  up  in  the  kettle, 
and  they  had  to  throw  in  fresh  sap  to  keep  it  from  running 
over.  When  the  sap  begins  to  thicken  into  molasses,  it  is 
brought  to  the  sugar-boiler  to  be  finished.  The  process 
is  simple ;  it  only  requires  attention  in  skimming,'  and 
keeping  the  mass  from  boiling  over,  till  it  has  arrived  at 
the  sugaring  point,  which  is  ascertained  by  dropping  a  little 
into  cold  water.  When  it  is  near  the  proper  consistency, 
the  kettle  or  pot  becomes  full  of  yellow  froth,  that  dimples 
and   rises   in   large   bubbles   from   beneath.      These   throw 


180  INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

out  puffs  of  Steam,  and  when  the  molasses  is  in  this  stage 
it  is  nearly  converted  into  sugar.  Those  ^Yho  pay  great 
attention  to  keeping  the  liquid  free  from  scum,  and  under- 
stand the  precise  sugaring  point,  will  produce  an  article 
little  if  at  all  inferior  to  Muscovado." 

Two  bear  stories  illustrate  the  life  of  the  early  inhabitants. 
The  first  was  an  encounter  with  a  bear  near  my  father's 
dwelling  in  Conway  ;  one  which  I  faintly  recollect,  and  one, 
too,  in  which  my  father  was  the  principal  actor.  "VYe  give 
this  in  the  language  of  my  eldest  brother,  who  was  the  son 
referred  to  in  the  description  :  — 

"  One  night,  in  the  summer  of  1800,  my  father  was 
waked  from  his  sleep,  by  the  noise  of  the  sheep  running  furi- 
ously by  his  house.  Springing  from  his  bed  to  a  window, 
he  discovered,  by  the  light  of  the  moon,  an  enormous  bear 
in  close  pursuit  of  them.  Calling  me  instantly,  then  a  boy 
about  fourteen  years  old,  we  sallied  forth  with  the  gun,  and 
nothing  on  but  our  night-clothes,  to  pursue  this  fell  destroyer. 
By  this  time  the  sheep  had  made  a  turn,  and  were  coming 
down  toward  the  house,  with  the  bear  at  their  heels.  Secret- 
ing ourselves  a  moment  in  a  shed  back  of  the  house,  until 
the  sheep  had  passed,  my  father  sprang  forth  with  his  gun. 
Old  bruin,  stopping  to  see  what  his  ghostly  visitor  meant, 
was  instantly  fired  at,  and  severely  wounded.  My  father  and 
myself,  with  our  axes,  ofiered  him  a  closer  combat,  and  he 
readily  accepted  the  challenge.  After  two  or  three  charges, 
we  considered  it  the  better  part  of  valor  to  retreat  to  the 
house,  which  we  did,  closely  pursued  by  the  bear.  While 
we  were  in  the  house,  reloading  the  gun,  the  enraged  animal 
crept  up  to  the  window,  near  the  head  of  my  father's  bed. 
My  mother,  supposing  the  bear  to  be  on  the  other  side  of  the 
house,  in  attempting  to  look  out  through  the  window,  put  her 


INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  181 

head  within  a  few  inches  of  his  nose.  On  discovering  her  per- 
ilous situation,  she  gave  one  of  those  piercing  female  shrieks 
which  make  the  welkin  ring,  and  fell  back  on  the  floor.  By 
this  time  we  had  reloaded  the  gun,  and  now  issued  forth 
to  renew  the  combat.  But,  owing  to  the  bad  state  of  the 
powder,  we  were  unable  to  fire  the  gun  again.  Perceiving 
the  bear  to  be  gaining  strength,  and  showing  signs  of  an  in- 
tention to  retreat  to  the  woods,  after  a  few  moments'  consult- 
ation, we  determined  to  make  another  desperate  effort  to  kill 
him  with  our  axes.  My  father,  after  receiving  strong 
assurances  that  I  would  stand  by  him,  approached  the  bear 
the  second  time,  and  drove  the  axe  into  his  head  up  to  the 
eye,  and  so  finished  him."  This  was  a  remarkable  bear  for 
size  and  boldness.  He  measured  fourteen  inches  between  his 
ears,  was  nine  feet  long  from  his  nose  to  his  tail.  Though  lean, 
he  weighed  seventy -five  pounds  a  quarter.  It  was  judged 
at  the  time  that,  if  he  had  been  fat,  he  would  have  weighed 
six  hundred  pounds.  Instead  of  travelling  in  the  woods,  as 
most  do,  when  he  went  from  place  to  place,  he  often  travelled 
in  the  public  highway.  On  the  very  night  in  which  my 
father  had  the  encounter  with  him,  and  killed  him,  he  was 
met  by  a  man  on  horseback,  on  the  main  road." 

A  mile  south  of  Conway  Corner,  on  the  road  to  Eaton,  a 
small  hill  rises  up  very  abruptly  from  a  little  pond  of  water. 
An  early  settler  of  Albany,  a  stout,  athletic  man,  was  ascend- 
ing this  hill  one  intensely  dark  night.  Near  the  summit,  he 
came  suddenly  and  unawares  into  the  warm  embrace  of  a 
big  bear.  The  bear,  more  on  the  alert  than  himself,  had 
snuffed  his  approach,  and,  to  give  him  a  cordial  welcome, 
had  risen  on  her  hind  legs  and  spread  out  her  fore  ones. 
The  man  immediately  knew  his  antagonist,  and  a  regular  con- 
test in  wrestling  commenced  between  the  two.  The  bear 
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182  INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   niSTORY. 

hugged,  and  the  man  tripped.  By  a  dexterous  trip,  he  at 
last  threw  the  bear  from  her  feet,  and  the  two  went  down 
together.  The  hill  w^as  so  steep  that  they  commenced  to  roll 
over,  first  one  top,  and  then  the  other,  nothing  stopping  them 
until  they  tumbled  splash  into  the  pond.  Crawling  wet  out 
of  the  water,  neither  felt  inclined  to  renew  the  contest.  The 
name  of  this  man  was  Stephen  Allard,  a  kind,  peaceful  citi- 
zen, or  else  certainly  the  neighborhood  to  him  could  never 
be  an  object  of  desire. 

A  view  of  some  of  the  schools  of  our  boyhood  so  well 
illustrates  the  difficulties  and  privations  of  the  first  settlers  in 
educating  their  children,  that  we  can  but  refer  to  them.  "VYe 
presume  other  towns  might  have  afforded  instances  of  as  great 
or  greater  disadvantages  than  this  town ;  but  let  Conway 
speak  for  the  "whole. 

The  first  that  now  occurs  to  us  was  kept,  literally,  in  a. 
small  opening  in  the  woods.  To  reach  it,  most  of  the  schol- 
ars had  always  to  go  in  paths  cut  through  the  thick  forest, 
and  in  "bad  weather"  on  sleds  drawn  by  oxen  ;  and  when, 
by  such  means,  they  reached  the  house  of  instruction,  it  was 
very  poor,  and  illy  adapted  to  the  end  for  which  it  was  de- 
signed. It  was  contracted  in  dimensions,  and  rude  in  its 
construction.  The  walls  were  built  of  rough  hemlock  logs, 
grooved  together  at  their  ends,  and  covered  with  the  bark  of 
trees,  and  rude  boards.  The  something  that  answered  for  a 
fire-place  and  chimney  was  constructed  with  poor  bricks  and 
rocks,  together  with  sticks,  laid  up  so  as  to  form  what  was 
called  a  "catting,"  to  guide  the  smoke.  It  was  lighted  by 
panes  of  glass  placed  singly  in  its  wall.  Rude,  however,  as 
it  was  in  structure,  many  a  contest  in  "  spelling  and  cipher- 
ing" has  taken  place  within  its  walls;  and  many  tears  have 
been  shed,  and  bursts  of  applause  shaken  the  very  bark  on 


INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  183 

its  roof,  at  the  successful  performance  of  the  "Conjurer," 
and  "  Neighbor  Scrape  well." 

Another  school,  and  the  last  we  shall  specify,  to  illustrate 
the  general  character  of  schools  half  a  century  since,  was 
kept,  about  that  time,  near  the  place  of  my  birth.  It  was 
kept  by  a  veteran  teacher,  peculiar  in  his  habits  and  aspect, 
keen,  fearless,  and  practised  in  his  business.  He  kept  in  a 
house  we  shall  not  describe  at  great  length.  In  a  few  words, 
it  was  contracted  in  its  dimensions,  uninviting  in  its  general 
appearance,  and  open  on  its  walls  and  floor,  so  that  both  the 
light  and  the  winds  of  heaven  could  pass  freely  through  it. 
Under  the  house  the  hoojs  had  as  free  access  as  the  lio;ht  and 
the  winds  of  heaven  had  into  it  above.  This  was  their  cher- 
ished place  of  resort ;  and  they  were  there,  too,  every  day, 
as  regularly  as  the  scholars  were  to  the  school.  They  greatly 
annoyed  the  teacher,  but  were  as  acceptable  to  most  of  the 
scholars  as  they  were  troublesome  to  him.  Many  were  the 
scenes  of  amusement,  daring  that  school,  which  took  place 
with  these  hogs.  Sometimes,  after  lying  and  rolling  on  the 
ground  awhile,  grunting  and  growding  as  they  rooted  each 
other's  sides,  they  would  rise  up,  and,  brushing  along  under 
the  floor,  carry  their  bristles  up  through  the  large  cracks 
into  plain  sight  of  the  scholars.  Seeing  these,  one  of  them 
would  creep  along,  when  the  master's  eye  was  turned,  and 
give  them  a  sharp  pull.  Then  immediately  would  come  a 
squeal,  and  after  that  sharp  words  from  the  teacher.  "  Boys ! 
let  those  hogs  alone :  mind  your  studies."  For  a  moment 
they  would  put  their  faces  into  their  books,  and  seem  content; 
but  they  wouldn't  "stay  put."  There  was  a  working  of 
humor  that  must  be  gratified,  and  now  was  a  good  time  to 
gratify  it.  Presently  the  bristles  would  be  seen  moving 
along  again  in  the  crack  of  the  floor,  and  then  would  follow 


184  INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN    HISTORY. 

another  pull,  and  then  immediately  another  squeal.  Now 
■would  come  stronger,  sterner  words  from  the  teacher. 
"Boys!  I  say,  let  those  hogs  alone.  If  you  don't,  I'll 
give  it  to  you!"  This,  it  might  seem,  would  stop  them,  and 
it  did  seem  to  affect  them  awhile.  But  still  the  itching  in 
them  for  fun  -was  not  yet  allayed.  Their  fingers  worked 
nervously  to  be  hold  of  those  bristles  again,  and  provoke 
another  squeal.  Nor  did  they  wait  long  before  another  op- 
portunity came  to  indulge  their  craving.  Soon  the  bristles 
appeared  again,  and  then  came  another  pull,  and  immedi- 
ately another  squeal.  Now  things  became  more  serious,  and 
the  teacher  must  put  more  authority  and  power  into  his 
words  than  he  had  in  either  of  the  preceding  cases.  "  Con- 
sumption, boys!" — that  was  the  word  he  often  used — "  Con- 
sumption, boys  !  what  do  you  mean  ?  If  you  don't  let  these 
hogs  alone  I'll  tan  your  jackets  for  you  !  I  '11  make  your 
backs  smoke  !  " 

The  eS,rly  settlers  of  Conway,  true  to  the  puritan  spirit  of 
their  fathers,  under  which  they  were  trained,  were  not  un- 
mindful of  religious  and  moral  institutions.  They  took 
seasonable  means  toward  planting  these  among  them,  for  the 
benefit  of  themselves  and  their  descendants  after  them. 

A  Congregational  church  was  formed  in  this"  town,  Octo- 
ber 28th,  1778,  consisting  of  Timothy  Walker,  Abiel  Love- 
joy,  Thomas  Russell  and  Eichard  Eastman.  Soon  after  its 
formation,  Noah  Eastman,  Abiathar  Eastman,  with  their 
wives  and  others,  were  added  to  it.  Rev.  Nathaniel  Porter, 
D.  D.,  was  the  first  pastor  of  this  church,  installed  over  it 
at  the  time  of  its  formation.  In  this  relation  he  labored 
with  the  church  and  people  for  the  space  of  thirty-seven 
years  ;  and  to  say  that  he  labored  well  through  many  pri- 
vations and  hardships,  would  be  saying  no  more  than  we 


INCIDENTS  IN   ^YHITE  MOUNTAIN  HISTORY.  185 

ought  to  saj.  It  is  not  the  place  here  to  attempt  any  extended 
view  of  his  ministerial  character.  That  has  been  given 
already,  hetter  than  we  can  give  it  in  this  place.  We  have 
the  opportunity,  however,  to  say  a  few  things  respecting  him 
here,  and  our  heart  would  reproach  us  if  we  did  not  say 
them.  We  knew  him  well,  being  for  a  season  his  colleague 
in  the  ministry.  And  we  knew  him  only  to  admire  him  ;  his 
keen,  sharp  eye,  and  his  sharper  intellect ;  his  salient  wit ; 
his  original  thoughts,  exhibited  in  conversation  or  writing  ; 
and,  above  all,  his  manifested  regard,  in  every  place,  for  what 
was  the  plain  teaching  and  design  of  the  Bible.  He  was  a 
doctor,  made  such  by  one  of  the  most  discriminating,  learned 
institutions  in  the  land.  The  title  was  well  conferred.  He 
deserved  it,  not  because  he  studied  books  very  extensively, 
but  because  he  read  the  few  choice  ones  he  had  carefully ; 
not  because  he  studied  classics  much,  or  the  fathers,  but  be- 
cause he  studied  nature  in  the  forests,  in  the  grand  moun- 
tains surrounding  him,  together  with  his  own  heart,  and  the 
hearts  of  others,  especially  in  the  light  of  God's  revealed 
truth.  Doctor  Porter  was  poor  through  all  his  life,  often, 
for  the  want  of  other  lights,  writing  his  sermons  by  the  blaze 
of  pitch  knots.  In  going  to  his  meetings  on  the  Sabbath, 
which  were  always  miles  from  his  home,  he  generally  went, 
in  early  times  especially,  on  horseback,  often  facing  a  stiff 
north-west  wind.  The  same  was  true  in  relation  to  the  fune- 
rals he  attended,  and  his  weddings,  and  his  visitings.  He  never 
knew  much  about  the  luxury  of  an  easy  carriage.  To  this 
it  may  be  owing,  partly  at  least,  that  he  lived  to  so  great  an 
age  —  ninety-three  years.  In  the  best  days  of  his  manhood 
he  scarcely  ever  failed  to  impress  one  with  the  deep  penetra- 
tion and  force  of  his  mind.  Said  a  preceptor  of  Fryburg 
Academy  once,  "  I  had  rather  see  anything  come  into  my 
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186  INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

school  than  those  keen,  piercing  eyes,"  referring  to  Doctor 
Porter.  "I  am  afraid  of  them."  This  he  said,  not  because  he 
especially  disliked  him,  but  because,  in  connection  with  a 
few  others,  the  doctor  was  deputed  by  the  trustees  to  visit 
his  school,  and  correct  some  of  its  irregularities.  This  im- 
pression had  of  him,  by  the  preceptor,  from  a  slight  acquaint- 
ance, w^ould  be  deepened  by  a  larger  intercourse  with  him. 
This  would  affect  you  with  a  feeling  similar  to  that  possessed 
by  the  poet,  when  he  said,  referring  to  a  certain  person, 

"  He  is  a  man  of  grave  and  earnest  mind. 
Of  -warm  heart,  yet  ■with  a  sense  of  duty  — 
As  how  he  must  employ  his  powerful  mind  — 
That  drives  all  empty  trifles  from  his  brain. 
And  bends  him  sternly  o'er  his  solemn  tasks  ; 
Things  nigh  impossible  are  plain  to  him. 
His  trenchant  will,  like  a  fine-tempered  blade. 
With  upturned  edge,  cleaves  through  the  baser  iron." 

A  Baptist  church  was  formed  in  this  town,  August  26th, 
1796.  Among  their  ministers  have  been  Kichard  Ransom 
Smith,  father  of  the  present  Mayor  of  Boston ;  Roswell 
Mears,  and  others. 

There  are  two  villages  in  Conway.  Chatauque,  or  Con- 
way Corner,  is  a  small  village  situated  near  the  junction  of 
the  Saco  and  Swift  rivers.  It  commands  a  fine  prospect  of 
Mount  Washington  and  the  other  White  Mountains,  which 
are  distinctly  seen  up  the  valley  of  the  Saco.  A  splendid 
and  capacious  hotel,  called  the  "  Conway  House,"  has  re- 
cently been  opened  here.  It  is  under  the  charge  of  Mr. 
Eastman.     It  is  not  surpassed  by  any  hotel  in  the  state. 

North  Conway,  five  miles  further  north,  is  pleasantly  situ- 
ated near  the  beautiful  intervales  of  the  Saco.  Many  fami- 
lies resort  to  this  village,  in  order  to  avoid  the  noise,  bustle 


INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN  HISTORY.  187 

and  expense  of  the  large  hotel.  This  village  is  also  the 
favorite  resort  for  artists.  Pequawket  Mountain  is  ascended 
from  this  place.  There  are  several  fine  hotels.  On  the 
western  bank  of  the  Saco,  opposite  North  Conway,  are  two 
very  high  mountain  ledges.  The  most  northerly,  sometimes 
called  "Hart's  Looking-glass,"  rises  up  about  perpendicular 
six  hundred  and  fifty  feet.  The  other  is  nine  hundred 
and  fifty  feet  high.  They  stand  on  a  level  fine  plain,  and 
rise  up  so  abruptly  that  you  can  ride  to  their  very  base. 
One  of  them  is  so  interspersed  with  white  quartz  and  bushes, 
as  to  present  the  illusion  of  a  white  horse  ascending  its  side. 
Hence  it  is  known  as  the  '•  White  Horse  Ledge." 

"  One  cannot  help  being  struck,  at  North  Conway,  with 
its  capacity  of  improvement.  It  might  be  made  as  lovely  a 
spot  as  it  is  possible  for  this  planet  to  hold.  If  some  duke 
or  merchant  prince,  with  his  unlimited  income,  could  put 
the  resources  of  landscape  taste  upon  it,  gem  it  with  cottages, 
hedge  ofi*  the  farms  upon  the  meado^ys,  span  the  road  with 
elms,  cultivate  the  border  hills  as  far  up  as  there  is  good  soil, 
the  village  might  be  macle  a  new  Eden.  Or  even  if  the  in- 
habitants would  consent  to  remove  their  barns  from  the  most 
sightly  places,  tear  down  the  fences  from  the  intervale,  and 
sod  the  sandy  banks  that  fret  and  heat  the  eye  on  a  sultry 
day  when  it  turns  towards  the  cool  verdure  below,  the  gen- 
eral efiect  would  be  vastly  better.  The  beauty  of  the  place 
is  measured  by  the  fact  that  people  so  seldom  notice  the 
entire  lack  of  everything  like  taste  which  is  shown  in  the 
arrangement  of  the  houses  and  grounds. 

On  the  boundary  between  Conway  and  Bartlett,  near  the 
homestead  of  my  father,  on  the  high  bank  overlooking  the 
intervale  and  the  Saco,  is  the  burying-place  of  my  family. 
Here  rest  the  remains  of  the  bodies  of  my  brother's  family 


188 


INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE    MOUNTAIN    HISTORY. 


recovered  from  the  avalanche.  In  one  wide  grave  they  sleep, 
—  father,  and  mother,  and  two  children.  Three  yet  sleep 
among  the  ruins  of  the  storm.  A  broad  stone  near  the  en- 
trance of  the  yard  marks  their  resting-place.  The  following 
are  the  names  of  those  destroyed 

Samuel  Willey,  jr.,  aged 

Polly  L.  Willey, 


Eliza  Ann, 

Jeremiah  L. 

Martha  G., 

Elbridge  G., 

Sally, 

David  Nickerson, 

David  Allen, 


88 

35 

13 

11 

9 

7 

5 

21 

37 


Two  first,  parents ;  five  next,  children  ;  two  last,  hired  men. 
The  three  first  and  three  last  have  been  found. 


CHAPTER   XIV. 

FRYBURG. 


THE    mPORTAXCE    OF    FRYBURG   IN    EARLY  TIMES. THE  GRANT  OF    TOWN  TO 

GEN.     FRYE.  —  CONDITIONS    OF    THE    GRANT.  —  FIRST    SETTLERS.  THEIR 

HARDSHIPS.    OLIVER    PEABODY.  INDIANS.  SABATIS.  —  ENCOUNTER 

•NVITH  A    CATAMOUNT. LOVE    OF    THE    WATER.  — INDIANS'    LOVE   FOR  MR. 

FESSENDEN. OLD  PHILIP. FRYBURG. EXPEDITION    TO    SHELBURNE. 

FRYBURG     ACADEMY. BUILDINGS.  PRECEPTORS.  —  PAUL     LANGDON. 

DANIEL     WEBSTER. AMOS    J.    COOK.  —  REV.    WILLIAM    FESSENDEN.  :MA- 

RION   LYLE   HURD. 


"  Where  the  hunter  of  deer    and  the  warrior  trod." 

Frtburu  -was.  ill  early  times,  the  principal,  and,  in  fact, 
the  only  village  of  the  White  Mountains.  It  was,  for  long 
years,  the  centre  whence  came  all  the  fashions,  and  to  which 
tended  all  the  trade.  Its  favorable  situation,  in  respect  to 
the  seaboard  towns,  and  the  rapidity  with  which  the  village 
grew,  gave  it  great  prominence  in  its  early  days.  Every  neigh- 
borhood and  settlement  sent  its  representatives,  weekly,  to 
the  village,  to  trade,  and  its  one  long  street  was  then  a  busy 
scene  of  bustle  and  activity.  Unlike  most  of  our  villages,  it 
sprang  up,  in  a  comparatively  few  years,  to  its  full  size.  It 
stands  on  a  broad,  level  plain,  slightly  elevated  above  the 
intervales  of  the  Saco,  which  encloses  it  in  one  of  its  huge 


190  INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN    HISTORY. 

folds.  On  a  broad,  straight,  beautiful  sheet  the  village  is 
principally  built. 

The  "old  Province  of  Maine,"  says  Williamson,  the 
king  had  no  right  to  give  away.  But,  in  violation  of  all 
riglit,  he  did  give  to  Gen.  Joseph  Frye  a  grant  of  land  since 
called  Fryburg,  from  its  grantee.  Gen.  Frye  had  been  an 
officer  in  the  king's  army,  and  received  the  grant  in  con- 
sideration of  his  gallant  deeds  on  the  frontiers.  He  had  been 
at  Fort  William  Henry,  and  escaped,  with  the  gallant 
Monro,  the  fearful  carnage  which  cast  such  a  stain  upon  the 
honor  of  Montcalm.  He  was  an  officer  in  command  of  a 
company,  and,  it  has  been  faintly  hinted,  opposed  the  sur- 
render of  the  fort.  On  his  return  he  was  presented  with  an 
elegant  silver-mounted  sword  and  tankard. 

The  grant  was  made  in  the  year  1762.  The  conditions  of 
the  grant  -^ere  that  he  should  give  bond  to  the  province 
treasurer  i:o  have  the  township  settled  with  sixty  good  fimi- 
lies,  each  of  which  should  have  built,  within  the  term  of 
five  years,  a  good  house,  twenty  feet  by  eighteen,  and  seven 
feet  stud,  and  have  cleared  seven  acres  for  pasturage  or  till- 
age. He  should  reserve  one  sixty-fourth  of  the  township  for 
the  first  Protestant  minister,  one  sixty-fourth  for  a  parson- 
age forever,  one  sixty-fourth  for  a  school  fund  forever,  one 
sixty-fourth  for  Harvard  College  forever.  A  Protestant  min- 
ister was  to  be  settled  in  the  township  within  ten  years. 

The  first  settler  was  a  Mr,  Nathaniel  Smith,  a  sort  of 
squatter^  led  hither  of  his  own  free  will  and  inclination.  His 
cabin  was  reared,  and  his  family  moved  into  it  the  year  suc- 
ceeding the  grant,  in  the  summer  of  1763.  In  the  fall  of 
this  year,  influenced  by  the  glowing  representations  of  Gen. 
Frye,  came  Samuel  Osgood,  Moses  Ames,  John  Evans,  and 
Jedediah    Spring,    from  Concord,  N.  H.      "Their   path," 


INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN    HISTORY.  191 

saj'S  a  true  son  of  Frjburg,  '^  -was  through  the  T\'Ood3  for 
sixty  or  seventy  miles.  For  this  distance  no  friendly  house 
of  entertainment  on  the  way,  in  -which  to  rest  their  weary 
limbs,  or  satisfy  the  demands  of  appetite  —  no,  not  even  the 
hut  of  an  humble  peasant  could  be  seen. 

These  were  they  who  encQiintered  the  hardships,  the 
fatigues,  the  sufferings,  the  losses  attendant  on  the  first  set- 
tlers of  a  land  so  remote  from  the  benefits  of  knowledge  and 
refinement  —  who  enjoyed  the  fruits  of  friendship  even  in 
society  so  narrow  in  its  bounds  —  who  established  themselves 
in  the  bosom  of  an  extensive  wilderness,  and  constituted  the 
first  civil  family  on  its  desolate  plain. 

In  this  romantic  retreat,  from  these  small  beginnings,  a 
beautiful  village  has  arisen  ;  and  the  population  of  it  and  the 
surrounding  country  Ifas  been  beyond  calculation.  To  those 
venerable  fathers,  therefore, 

"Patient  of  toil  ;  serene  amidst  alarms  ; 
Inflexible  in  faith  ;  invincible  in  arms  ; ' ' 

to  those  worthy  matrons,  who,  with  heroic  courage,  and 
fortitude  of  soul,  set  hardships  and  dangers  at  defiance,  who 
raised  with  tender,  fostering  care,  a  race  of  hardy  sons :  to 
their  spirit  of  patriotism  are  we  indebted,  next  to  Divine 
Providence,  for  the  enjoyment  of  this  goodly  land. 

The  nearest  ivhite  neighbors  whom  they,  for  a  long  time, 
had.  were  at  Saco ;  and,  even  with  those  there  were  no 
means  of  communication.  Sanford  was  their  place  of  resort 
to  obtain  those  articles  of  necessity  which  they  could  not 
forego ;  and  this  was  nearly  sixty  miles  off.  The  only  mode 
of  conveyance  was  on  horses,  and  their  guides  were  the 
marked  trees  of  the  forest.  If  there  our  fathers  were 
parched  with  drouth,  the  sallying  spring  would  slake  their 


192  INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN  HISTORY. 

thirst.  If  their  stomachs  craved  food,  the  cold  luncheon 
of  beef  or  venison  would  satisfy  the  appetite.  If  their 
weary  limbs  demanded  repose,  the  moist  ground  was  the 
bed  on  which  it  was  sought,  and  on  which  it  was  usually- 
found. 

After  the  settlement  began,  the  town  settled  very  rapidly. 
Among  the  long  list  of  proprie.tors,  we  find  the  name  of  that 
almost  ubiquitous  person,  Oliver  Peabody,  w^ho  seems  to 
have  had  a  hand  in  settling  most  of  the  towns  in  this  region. 
A  deed  of  rights  of  two  sixty-fourths  he  obtained ;  one 
sixty-fourth  better  off  than  most  of  those  who  helped  to 
settle  only  this  town. 

This  was  a  favorite  resort  of  the  Indians ;  and,  for  many 
years  after  the  dispersion  of  the  Pequawket  tribe,  solitary 
members  continued  to  linger  around  their  old  home.  Old 
Philip,  Sabatis,  Tom  Hegon,  and  Swarson,  are  familiar 
names  with  the  old  people  yet.  Sabatis  was  a  great  favor- 
ite with  the  whites,  and  many  are  the  stories  yet  told  of  him. 
A  little  cross,  we  think,  at  times,  perhaps  when  in  liquor ; 
for  we  have  heard  it  said  that  sometimes  he  had  to  sleep  out 
doors.  The  old  man  was  a  hydropathist,  and  always  slept 
on  such  occasions  with  his  feet  in  water.  He  was  a  little 
timid  withal,  and  the  sudden  appearance  of  any  wild  animal 
when  alone,  especially  during  the  last  years  of  his  life, 
would  set  his  teeth  to  chattering  quite  merrily.  A  catamount 
caused  him  a  dreadful  fright ;  the  adventure  with  which  he 
chattered  off  in  broken  English  to  every  one  who  would  listen 
to  his  story.  The  huge  fellow  lay  couched  in  a  tree,  and  the 
first  that  Sabatis  saw  was  his  fierce  eyeballs  glaring  full 
upon  him.  ''Me  hold  up  the  gun,"  said  he;  "but  me 
tremble  so,  afraid  to  fire ;  me  take  the  gun  down.  Then 
me  try  it  again.    Hold  up,  but  still  tremble  so,  afraid  to  fire. 


INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE    MOUNTAIN    HISTORY.  193 

Afraid  the  gun  would  not  go;  or,  if  it  did  go,  that  I 
should  n't  hit.  So  me  greatly  troubled  about  it.  Afraid  to 
go  away  and  leave  her,  cause  then  she  jump  on  me ;  so  must 
fire,  or  be  killed.  Dreadfully  troubled ;  so  me  try  it.  By 
and  by,  hold  up  the  gun  little  more  steady;  not  so  much 
tremble.  Then  I  more  steady,  and  fire.  Catamount  drop. 
Slie  no  come  upon  me." 

Another  of  his  hydi-opathic  tricks  was  swimming  among 
the  cakes  of  ice,  as  they  came  down  the  Saco  in  the  cold 
waters  of  the  spring,  diving  among  them,  and  coming  up 
crying,  "See  otter!  See  otter!"  The  boys  admired  old 
Sabatis. 

The  Rev.  Mr.  Fessenden  was  very  popular  with  the 
Indians.  His  son  says  he  has  seen  a  dozen  cooking  their 
meat  in  his  father's  fire-place  at  once. 

"  His  house  was  known  to  all  the  vagrant  train, 
He  chid  their  wanderings,  but  relieved  their  pain." 

Major  Rogers  was  aided  in  his  expedition  against  St. 
Francis  by  old  Philip,  and  by  the  few  Pequawkets,  of  whom 
he  was  chief  During  that  expedition,  two  little  Indian  boys 
were  captured  by  Philip  and  his  Indians,  one  of  whom  was 
named  Sabatis,  the  same  probably  referred  to  above.  Old 
Philip  joined  the  American  army  during  the  revolution, 
saying  "he  was  a  whig  Indian."  Swanson,  a  companion 
of  Philip,  was  of  such  service  to  the  American  cause,  that 
he  was  presented  with  an  elegant  sword. 

At  the  time  of  the  "  Shelburne  massacre,"  which  we  have 
given  at  length  in  the  chapters  on  Shelburne  and  Segar's 
narrative,  when  the  settlers  seemed  just  on  the  eve  of  being 
all  butchered  by  the  savages,  a  man  was  dispatched  to  Fry- 
burg  in  hot  haste  for  assistance.  Xobly  did  the  gallant 
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194  INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE    MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

little  settlement  respond  to  the  call.  The  messenger  arrived 
at  Fryburg  a  little  past  noon;  immediately  two  men 
mounted  their  horses,  and,  proceeding  up  both  banks  of  the 
Saco,  summoned  all  the  men,  ^vith  their  guns,  to  repair  at 
once  to  the  house  of  one  Nathaniel  Walker.  Quickly  they 
assembled,  and  learned  from  the  messenger  the  terrible  fate 
•u^hich  seemed  pending  over  their  neighbors.  When  the  call 
was  made  for  volunteers  to  march  at  once  to  their  assistance, 
thirty  brave  men  stepped  forward — thirty  brave  men,  but 
in  no  condition  to  undertake  such  an  expedition.  Many  of 
them  were  barefooted,  some  bareheaded,  and  a  few  nearly  as 
destitute  of  clothing  as  the  foe  they  designed  to  encounter. 
Before  nightfall,  however,  the  thirty  men  were  all  armed  and 
equipped,  and  comfortably  prepared  for  the  march.  In  long 
Indian  file  they  marched,  Sabatis,  the  guide,  leading  the  way, 
followed  by  the  commander,  Stephen  Farrington,  on  horse- 
back. Nathaniel  Walker,  junior  officer  of  the  expedition, 
himself  on  horseback,  brought  up  the  rear  of  the  long  file. 
Just  after  dark  they  forded  the  Saco,  some  two  miles  above 
the  village,  and,  bidding  adieu  to  their  friends,  struck  out 
into  the  wilderness.  As  the  sun  rose  over  Bethel  Hill  the 
following  morning,  they  reached  the  house  of  Capt.  Twitch- 
ell.  Sabatis  had  already  discovered  the  Indian  trail.  Stop- 
ping but  a  few  moments  at  Capt.  Twitchell's  for  food,  they 
immediately  commenced  their  pursuit  of  the  savages. 

The  Indians  had  the  start  of  them  more  than  twelve  hours ; 
how  they  had  employed  these  hours  may  be  learned  from 
Segar's  Narrative. 

By  the  aid  of  Sabatis,  who  could  track  them  where  the 
whites  could  see  no  traces  whatever,  the  party  followed  the 
Indians,  till,  coming  to  a  rocky  hill,  even  old  Sabatis  was  at 
feult.     "Me  find  um  quick,"  said  the  Indian,  and  struck 


INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN    HISTORY.  195 

round  the  hill.  Here  they  met  Clark,  whom  the  Indians 
had  permitted  to  return,  on  condition  that  he  should  stop 
any  party  of  whites  who  might  pursue  them,  by  representing 
the  determination  of  the  Indians  to  kill  the  prisoners  as  soon 
as  they  should  find  any  party  in  pursuit. 

But  the  men  would  not  be  persuaded ;  their  blood  was  up, 
and,  though  Clark  told  them  they  could  not  reach  the  In- 
dians till  every  prisoner  was  slain,  they  would  not  yield. 

The  party,  old  Sabatis  having  found  the  track,  pushed  on. 
They  soon  found  the  piece  of  spruce  hark  pegged  on  to  a 
hemlock  tree,  to  which  Segar  has  thus  referred : 

"  Here  an  Indian  pulled  off  some  spruce  bark,  untied  my 
hands,  and  told  me  to  write  that,  if  ever  we  were  overtaken 
by  Americans,  they,  the  Indians,  would  kill  the  prisoners. 
This  bark  he  stuck  on  a  tree,  and  then  bound  my  hands 
again." 

Still,  Captain  Farrington  was  for  passing  on,  but  at  length 
yielded  to  the  unanimous  voice  of  the  men,  who  voted  to 
return.  ''  We  came  back,"  says  one  of  the  company,  ''  bur- 
ied poor  Pettingill,  staid  over  night  at  Eethel,  and  the  next 
day  returned  to  Fryburg." 

What  a  truly  heroic  expedition,  when  we  consider  the  cir- 
cumstances !  A  little  settlement,  less  than  twenty  years 
of  age,  fifty  miles  in  the  forest,  that  had  already  spared  the 
flower  of  its  strength  for  the  army,  gathers,  in  less  than 
half  a  day's  notice,  a  corps  of  thirty  men.  This  little  band 
plunges  into  the  woods  at  nightfall,  and,  after  a  hard  night's 
march,  follows  the  trail  of  a  wily,  savage  foe,  that  has 
marked  his  track  with  devastation  and  blood,  and  are  per- 
suaded to  give  up  the  pursuit  only  when  convinced  that  it 
will  be  an  injury  rather  than  a  benefit  to  those  whom  they 
would  succor. 


196  INCIDENTS   IN    \VIIITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

*'In  November,  1791,  a  grammar-school  was  established 
in  Fryburg,  -which,  in  February,  1792,  was  incorporated  with 
academic  privileges,  and  endowed  by  the  legishiture  of  the 
commonwealth  of  Massachusetts  with  twelve  thousand  acres 
of  land.  By  the  vigilance  and  instrumentality  of  the  trustees, 
these  lands  have  become  productive,  and  the  funds  thus  arising 
secured,  in  most  instances,  according  to  human  calculation, 
beyond  a  possibility  of  failure,  including  the  tuition  of  the 
students,  give  an  annual  interest  of  nine  hundred  dollars." 

The  first  building  was  but  little  larger,  or  of  much  higher 
finish,  than  the  ordinary  school-houses  of  the  times.  After 
that,  a  more  costly,  spacious,  and  fitting  structure  was  reared. 
This  stood  quite  a  long  season,  but  at  length,  some  ten  years 
ago,  was  burnt  down.  Near  the  spot  where  this  stood"  there 
is  now  a  building,  reared  at  great  expense,  not  inferior  in  any 
respect  to  its  predecessor,  perhaps  superior  on  the  whole, 
■which  we  hope  will  remain  for  a  long  time  to  come  the  light 
and  ornament  of  the  place  where  it  stands. 

The  first  preceptor  of  Fryburg  Academy  was  Paul  Lang- 
don,  son  of  Doctor  Samuel  Langdon,  once  president  of 
Harvard  University.  He  was  a  good  scholar,  and  graduated 
with  the  highest  honors  of  that  ancient  and  learned  institu- 
tion. Few  ever  left  it  leaving  behind  them  a  higher 
reputation  for  intellect  and  mental  acquirements.  He  bid 
fair  to  mark  a  brilliant  course  in  life.  Bat  things  that 
promise  most  in  the  outset  do  not  always  succeed  best  in  the 
end.  The  destroyer  often  lingers  around  the  fairest  flower 
in  our  gardens.  It  was  so  in  his  case.  The  habit  of  drink- 
ing freely  intoxicating  drinks,  formed  in  early  life,  darkened 
his  worldly  prospects,  and  checked  his  opening  career  of 
greatness.     This  was  his  easily-besetting  sin,  beguiling  him 


INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN    niSTORY.  197 

in  his  professional  course,  and  one  but  for  -^'hich  he  might 
have  filled  as  splendid  a  page  in  history  as  any  other  man. 

Soon  after  leaving  college  he  was  induced  to  go  and  take 
charge  of  Fryburg  Academy,  his  friends  hoping,  by  remov- 
ing him  from  the  temptations  of  Portsmouth  to  such  a  quiet 
retreat  as  Fryburg,  to  break  up  this  habit.  But  he  disap- 
pointed them.  He  found  rum  in  Fryburg,  as  he  had  in 
Portsmouth  and  Cambridge,  and  drank  it.  This  rendered 
him  unfit,  at  times  especially,  for  the  proper  management 
of  his  school.  The  trustees  of  the  Academy  for  a  long  time 
bore  with  him,  and  sought  to  save  him  by  counsel  and  admo- 
nition ;  but  all  to  no  purpose.  At  length,  after  many  trials, 
when  forbearance  ceased  to  be  a  virtue,  they  discharged  him. 
After  this  he  occasionally  taught  public  town-schools  in  the 
vicinity  of  Fryburg.  He  was  employed  on  condition  that 
he  should  drink  only  a  certain  quantity  of  spirits  per  day. 
This  was  dealt  out  to  him  by  his  employers,  and  he  assented 
to  it  all  cheerfully.  He  was  willing  to  be  in  the  hands  of 
others,  knowing  that  he  was  not  capable  of  governing  him- 
self. It  was  in  one  of  these  schools  that  I  first  became 
acquainted  with  him,  and  acquired  all  the  knowledge  of  him, 
by  personal  intercourse,  I  ever  had.  I  never  saw  him 
after  that  school  closed;  but,  during  that  school,  I  acquired 
impressions  of  him,  as  a  teacher  and  a  man,  such  as  time 
never  can  efface.  These  were  all  of  the  happiest  character. 
Even  his  occasionally  leaning  to  folly  cannot  essentially 
darken  them,  more  especially  because  he  never  justified  him- 
self in  any  errings  from  this  source,  but  always  lamented 
them.  His  manner  and  spirit  as  an  instructor  were  such  as 
to  make  almost  every  one  admire  him.  Many  times,  as  he  has 
stood  over  me  while  reciting  some  lessons,  have  I  felt  the  magic 
of  his  tone  and  action.  His  deep,  earnest  breathing  I  can 
17* 


198  INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN    HISTORY. 

now  seem  almost  to  hear.  His  long  fore-finger,  he  used  to 
say,  humorously,  had  a  good  deal  of  Latin  and  Greek  in  it ; 
and  the  manner  he  used  it  certainly  gave  force  to  the  remark. 
It  did  seem  to  me  that  the  presence  of  that  fore-finger  aided 
me  in  my  recitations. 

Mr.  Lano;don,  throun;h  most  of  his  life,  with  a  laro;e  fam- 
ily  on  his  hands,  struggled  hard  with  poverty.  At  length 
his  sons  grew  up,  and,  going  into  successful  business,  fur- 
nished him  with  a  plentiful  home  in  the  state  of  New  York. 
Thither  he  removed  from  Fryburg,  near  the  close  of  his 
life,  reforming  entirely  his  habit  of  drinking ;  and,  professing 
religion,  he  died,  after  a  few  years,  under  its  inspiring  con- 
solations. 

Daniel  Webster  succeeded  him  in  the  Academy,  though  not 
immediately,  where  he  taught  nine  months.  Of  him  we 
need  say  but  little  here,  as  the  world  is  full  of  his  fame. 
That  little-  shall  be  that,  comparatively,  his  success  as  a 
teacher  was  much  inferior  to  that  in  the  law  and  in  the 
forum.  He  was  eminent  in  the  latter  sphere,  but  just  re- 
spectable in  the  former.  If  he  had  pursued  the  business 
of  instructing,  and  made  it  the  main  occupation  of  his  life, 
we  should  probably  never  have  heard  of  him  much  beyond 
the  precincts  of  the  school-room. 

Amos  J.  Cook  was  his  successor.  He  continued  in  the 
place  of  preceptor  for  years.  Under  his  care  the  Academy 
grew  in  reputation  and  numbers ;  it  drew  in  scholars  from 
a  wide  circle  of  towns.  When  we  first  entered  it,  fifty  years 
ago,  there  were  scholars  in  it  from  all  the  larger  towns  on 
the  nearest  seaboard. 

Mr.  Cook  was  a  good  man.  Some  prize  smart  men  very 
much ;  they  think  it  a  great  thing  to  say  of  a  man,  he  is 
shrewd  in  his  movements.     And,  indeed,  these  are  not  unim- 


INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.         199 

portant  qualities  in  a  person.  But,  if  we  must  make  distinc- 
tions in  the  traits  of  a  man's  character,  or  give  prominence 
to  any  of  them,  let  it  be  one  of  a  moral,  solid  nature.  If 
the  question  be,  Shall  v^e  look  merely  for  smartness  or  good- 
ness in  a  man  ?  we  say,  give  us  goodness.  Now,  Mr.  Cook 
was  not  at  all  deficient  in  proper  smartness  or  intellect ;  he 
had  enough  of  these  to  make  him  a  good  teacher.  The  dis- 
tinguishing thing  about  him,  however,  was  goodness ;  we  do 
not  say  perfection  of  character,  —  one  entirely  free  from 
moral  infirmity  or  weakness,  —  but  prevailmg  conformance 
to  the  rules  of  moral  rectitude  in  conduct  and  feeling.  He 
always  carried  about  with  him  an  apparent  deep  regard  for 
what  was  due  to  God  and  his  fellows.  We  never  saw  him 
but  when  reverence  to  the  one  and  kindness  to  the  others 
were  clearly  marked  on  his  face ;  and  we  never  heard  any- 
thing of  him  but  what  indicated  a  deeply  kind  and  forgiving 
disposition  of  soul. 

In  October,  1774,  the  Rev.  William  Fessenden  was  invited 
to  settle  in  the  town ;  the  invitation  was  accepted,  and,  in 
October,  1775,  he  was  ordained  to  the  work  of  the  ministry. 
This  good  man,  says  a  correspondent,  continued  for  many 
years  in  a  happy  union  with  his  people.  When  he  became 
the  minister  of  Fryburg  'the  town  was  new,  with  but  few 
inhabitants,  and  the  most  of  these  in  indigent  circumstances. 
The  sum  agreed  upon  as  a  compensation  for  his  services  was 
small  —  less,  I  think,  than  two  hundred  dollars  per  annum  ; 
and  this  pittance,  in  consequence  of  the  poverty  incident  to 
the  people  of  a  new  settlement,  was  never  promptly  or  fully 
paid.  With  a  young  and  increasing  family  depending  upon 
him  for  food  and  raiment,  the  first  years  of  his  ministry  were 
years  of  severe  toil,  hardship,  and  privation.  He  cleared 
and  cultivated  a  little  farm,  and  studied  his  sermons,  as  best 


200  INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

he  could,  while  his  hands  were  employed  in  procuring  means 
of  subsistence  for  his  household,  and  in  hours  which  should 
have  been  given  to  sleep.  His  library  at  this  time  was  small 
indeed,  consisting  of  the  Bible,  and  perhaps  a  volume  or  two 
of  theology  and  history.  I  think  it  might  all  have  been 
carried  in  a  common-sized  satchel. 

The  book  of  Inspiration  he  daily  and  carefully  studied, 
and  from  it  learned  his  theology,  and  drew  most  of  the  argu- 
ments and  illustrations  which  he  used  to  establish  and  elu- 
cidate the  truths  which  he  inculcated  in  his  public  discourses, 
As  a  speaker,  his  manner  was  dignified  and  graceful,  his 
voice  clear,  commanding,  and  musical. 

He  was  courageous,  energetic,  and  persevering.  I  think 
the  most  prominent  traits  of  his  character  were  benevolence, 
integrity,  and  frankness.  He  was  generous  almost  to  a  fault. 
He  ever  kept  open  doors,  and  always  bade  a  hearty  welcome 
to  all  the  hospitalities  he  was  able  to  furnish ;  not  merely  to 
acquaintances  and  friends,  but  to  the  stranger  and  passing 
traveller,  and  all  who  sought  a  temporary  asylum  under  his 
roof. 

"  The  long-remembered  beggar  was  his  guest, 
Whose  beard,  descending,  swept  his  aged  breast ; 
The  broken  soldier,  kindly  bade  to  stay, 
Sat  by  his  fire  and  talked  the  night  away." 

Our  Sunday  school  libraries  contain  the  life  of  a  little 
girl,  daughter  of  the  present  minister  of  Fryburg,  and  a 
native  of  this  town.  Marion  Lyle  Hurd  is  the  most  won- 
derful instance  of  precocious  development  on  record.  Though 
but  four  years  and  twenty-one  days  old  when^she  died,  her 
conversation  and  deportment  were  more  like  that  of  one  four- 
teen, than  one  so  young.  The  books  of  her  library  were  the 
following,  as  given  by  her  father,  near  the  commencement  of 


INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  201 

her  fourth  year.  ^'  They  "were  a  Bible  and  Testament, 
Childs  Book  on  Repentance,  Life  of  Moses,  Family  Hymns, 
Union  Hymns,  Daily  Food,  Lessons  for  Sabbath  Schools, 
Henry  Milner,  Watts'  Divine  Songs,  Nathan  W.  Dicker- 
man,  Todd's  Lectures  to  Children,  and  Pilgrim's  Progress.'^ 
These,  with  her  various  other  books,  were  kept  during  the  day 
in  one  part  of  the  room  in  which  she  slept,  and  in  the  midst  of 
them  she  passed  hours  daily  ;  and  at  night  she  would  carefully 
gather  them  up  in  her  boxes,  and  place  them  beside  her  bed. 

She  began  to  compare  ideas  in  her  mind  obtained  from  her 
reading ;  to  exercise  the  reasoning  faculties,  and  to  make 
inferences  ;  and  often  did  her  countenance  indicate  a  reflect- 
ing and  thoughtful  state  of  mind.  Sometimes  it  was  said  to 
her,  ''  Tell  me  of  what  you  are  thinking."  Once,  observing 
her  in  this  state  of  mind,  the  question  was  put,  "  Marion, 
what  are  you  thinking  about?  " 

"lam  thinking,"  she  said,  "whether  the  angels  have 
wings !  " 

"  Well,  what  do  you  think  of  it?  " 

"I  think  they  have;  for  Apollyon,  who  fought  with 
Christian,  had  wings ;  and,  if  wicked  angels  have  wings 
to  do  hurt  with,  good  ones  must  have,  to  do  good  with." 

Passages  innumerable  might  be  quoted,  showing  her  re- 
markable maturity ;  but  one  more  must  suffice. 

Her  reading  and  love  of  poetry,  probably,  led  Marion  to 
attempt  clothing  her  own  thoughts  in  a  kind  of  poetic  dress. 
This  she  began  to  do.  Sometimes,  at  the  table,  she  would 
utter  one  or  two  lines,  and  then,  covering  her  face,  would 
say, 

"  John  is  laugbing  at  me." 

This  she  could  not  endure.  Very  frequently  the  other 
children  would  say  to  us, 


202  INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

'^  Hark  !  hark  !  hear  Marion's  rhymes." 

Some  of  these  are  still  remembered ;  and,  to  show  the 
operations  of  her  mind,  and  the  mental  efforts  she  was  putting 
forth  during  the  last  month  of  her  life,  we  give  you  an  ex- 
ample or  two. 

Marion,  at  times,  anticipated  the  return  of  summer,  when 
she  could  go  out  and  gather  flowers,  and  wished  that  the 
winter  was  over,  asking  how  long  before  the  spring  and  the 
birds  would  come.     On  one  of  these  occasions  she  said : 

"  By  and  by  the  spring  will  come, 

And  flowers  again  will  bloom  ; 

To  the  woods  and  fields  I  '11  run, 

And  gather  flowers  till  noon." 

The  following  was  addressed  to  her  doll : 

' '  My  darling  little  miss, 

How  good  you  've  been  to-day  ; 
I  '11  give  you  a  sweet  good  kiss, 
■  And  lay  you  snug  away." 

Reference  has  been  made  to  the  strong  attachment  Marion 
felt  toward  those  little  girls  who  were  her  companions  at 
school ;  and  to  be  separated  so  much  from  their  society,  as 
she  necessarily  was  in  winter,  was  a  painful  sacrifice  to  her 
feelings.  Often,  the  last  winter,  would  she  amuse  herself 
by  weaving  their  names  into  rhyme ;  and,  in  her  way,  sing- 
ing them  over,  as  she  was  engaged  among  her  books  and 
playthings.     The  following  are  productions  of  this  kind  : 

*'  Anna,  Sarah,  Abby, 
And  dear  Louisa  too  ; 
Who  have  been  in  to-day. 
To  ask  me  how  I  do  ; 


INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN    HISTORY.  203 

I  send  my  love  to  you, 

This  cold  and  wintry  day  ; 
'Tis  faithful  love  and  true, 

'Twill  never  die  away. 

For  you  I  make  this  song ; 

With  me  to  school  you  went ; 
And  fast  we  ran  along,  — 

On  learning  we  were  bent. 

I've  pretty  things  to  see, 

And  many  things  to  say  ; 
So  come  and  visit  me 

When  mothers  come  to  pray  !  '• 


CHAPTER    XV. 

lovewell's  fight. 

VIEW     FROM     PEQUAWKET     MOUNTAIN. LOVETTELL'S      POND.  — SUFFERINGS 

OF    TIIE   EARLY     SETTLERS     IN     DUNSTABLE. EXPEDITION     TO   "WINNIPIS- 

EOGEE   LAKE.  —  EXPEDITION    OF   LOVEWELL     TO     PEQUAWKET. HIS    COM- 
PANY.  ENCAMPMENT    ON    THE     SHORE    OF     THE     POND. SITUATION     OP 

THE  INDIAN  VILLAGE. "  CARRYING-PL^CE." DISCOVERY   OF   THE   FIRST 

INDIAN. KILL   THE   INDIAN. THE   BATTLE: RETREAT    OF   LOVEWELL'S 

MEN. CHAMBERLAIN  AND  PAUGUS.  —  COUNCIL   AT   NIGHT. RETREAT. 

ENSIGN   "WYMAN  AND  COMPANIONS. MR.  FRYE.  —  JONES. FAR\VELL  AND 

DAVIS. TRACES    OF   THE   BATTLE. — THE   OLD   BALLAD. 


♦•  Nor,  Lovewell,  was  thy  memory  forgot, 

Who  through  the  trackless  wild  thy  heroes  led. 

Death  and  the  dreadful  torture  heeding  not, 

Mightst  thou  thy  heart-blood  for  thy  country  shed, 
And  serve  her  living,  honor  her  when  dead. 

0,  Lovewell !  Lovewell  I  nature's  self  shall  die. 
And  o'er  her  ashes  be  her  requiem  said, 

Before  New  Hampshire  pass  thy  story  by. 

Without  a  note  of  praise,  without  a  pitying  eye." 

Standing  upon  the  summit  of  Pequawket  Mountain,  one 
beholds  in  the  south-east,  and  apparently  but  a  short  distance 
from  the  base  of  the  mountain,  the  beautiful  village  of  Fry- 
burg,  encircled  by  the  circuitous  "windings  of  the  Saco. 
Directly  beyond,  and  in  the  immediate  neighborhood  of  the 


INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  205 

village,    lies    Love  weir  s    Pond,    the   scene   of  one   of  the 
bloodiest  combats  in  the  Indian  history  of  New  England. 

It  is  a  small  pond,  embosomed  amid  slightly  elevated  hills, 
and  with  thickly  wooded  shores.  It  contains  two  or  three 
islands,  and  the  quiet  stillness  of  its  waters  but  little  reminds 
you  of  the  terrible  encounter  which  once  took  place  upon  its 
borders. 

Throughout  the  year  1724  the  Indians  had  been  more, 
than  commonly  bold  and  savage.  The  more  exposed  settle- 
ments were  in  constant  alarm  and  excitement,  from  their 
almost  daily  depredations  and  barbarous  massacres.  The 
Massachusetts  General  Court,  startled  by  the  sad  reports 
which  were  continually  being  brought  to  them,  had  passed 
a  bill,  offering  a  bounty  of  <£100  for  every  Indian's  scalp. 

Dunstable,  one  of  the  border  towns  of  Massachusetts,  was 
much  exposed,  and  had  suffered  greatly  from  the  attacks  of 
the  Indians.  In  September  of  this  year,  the  Indians  had 
carried  away  two  men,  and  killed  nine  of  the  ten  men  who 
had  gone  out  in  search  of  the  missing  ones.  Farwell,  who 
afterward  accompanied  Lovewell  on  his  expedition  to  Fry- 
burg,  was  the  only  one  of  his  company  of  ten  who  escaped 
with  his  life.  Among  the  numerous  expeditions  from  this 
town,  those  commanded  by  one  Captain  John  Lovewell  seem 
to  be  the  most  successful. 

"In  December,"  succeeding  the  September  above,  ''he 
made  an  expedition,  with  a  foAv  followers,  to  the  north-east  of 
Winnipiseogee  Lake,  in  which  he  killed  one,  and  took  another 
prisoner.  For  these  he  received  the  bounty  offered  by  govern- 
ment." But  the  most  important  excursion  that  Lovewell 
made,  previous  to  the  one  to  Fryburg,  in  which  he  was 
killed,  was  that  to  the  head  of  Salmon  Falls  river,  now 
Wakefield,  in  New  Hampshire,  in  February,  1725.  Of 
18 


206  INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

this,  Drake  says :  '•  With  forty  men,  he  came  upon  a  small 
company  of  ten  Indians,  \yho  were  asleep  by  their  fires,  and, 
by  stationing  his  men  advantageously,  he  killed  all  of  them. 
This  bloody  deed  was  performed  near  the  shore  of  a  pond, 
which  has  ever  since  borne  the  name  of  Love  well's  Pond. 
After  taking  off  their  scalps,  these  forty  warriors  marclied  to 
Boston  in  great  triumph,  with  the  ten  scalps  extended  upon 
hoops  displayed  in  the  Indian  manner,  for  which  th(;y  re- 
ceived <£1000.  This  exploit  was  the  more  lauded,  as  it  was 
supposed  that  these  ten  Indians  were  upon  an  expedition 
against  the  English  upon  the  frontiers;  having  new  guns, 
much  ammunition,  and  spare  blankets  and  moccasons,  to  ac- 
commodate captives.  This,  however,  was  mere  conjecture ; 
and  whether  they  had  killed  friends  or  enemies  was  not 
quite  so  certain  as  that  they  had  killed  Indians." 

The  last  and  most  memorable  expedition,  commanded  by 
Captain  Lovewell,  left  Dunstable  on  Friday,  April  16th, 
1725,  to  attack  the  Pequawket  tribe  at  their  home  on  the 
Saco.  He  had  in  his  command  forty-six  men,  volunteered 
from  the  adjoining  towns.  It  was  an  arduous  and  perilous 
undertaking  ;  and  it  has  been  truly  remarked  by  an  old 
writer,  that  "to  attempt  a  march  of  more  than  one  hundred 
miles  into  the  wilderness,  where  not  a  friendly  hut  or  civil- 
ized inhabitant  were  to  be  met  with  —  where  savages  and 
wolves  were  '  lords  of  the  soil '  —  where  '  dangers  prest  on 
every  side,'  was  a  desperate  adventure,  reserved  for  the 
daring  spirit  of  an  intrepid  Lovewell.  Though  he  fell  in  the 
contest,  he  opened  a  road  into  a  wide-extended  country,  rich 
in  soil,  healthy  in  climate ;  and  pointed  the  way  to  the 
settlement  and  civilization  of  this  pleasant  and  populous 
country." 


INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN    HISTORY.  207 

They  proceeded  up  the  Merrimack  toward  Winnipiseogee, 
the  direction  Lovewell  had  taken  the  preceding  winter. 
They  Avere  but  a  short  distance  from  Dunstable  when  Toby 
was  suddenly  taken  sick.  He  was  a  valuable  member,  and 
could  hardly  be  spared.  To  return,  however;  and  wait  his 
recovery,  or  for  liim  to  go  on,  were  equally  impossible.  He  was 
accordingly  dismissed,  and  with  groat  reluctance  returned. 
At  the  moutli  of  the  Contoocook  river,  near  Duston's  Island, 
Mr.  William  Cummins  and  a  relative  of  his  were  dismissed 
and  returned.  Mr.  Cummins  had  been  wounded  some  time 
previous  by  the  Indians,  and  the  long  and  wearisome  march 
had  so  inflamed  the  wound  as  to  make  it  impossible  for  him 
to  proceed.  From  the  grounds  of  the  powerful  Pennacook, 
their  route  lay  to  the  north-east,  and  the  next.we  learn  of  them 
is  on  the  shores  of  Ossipee  Pond.  Here  Mr.  Benjamin 
Kidder,  of  Nutfield,  was  taken  sick,  and  they  halted  while 
they  could  cT^nstruct  a  shelter  for  him  till  their  return.  They 
built  a  small  fort  for  '•  a  retreat  in  case  of  emergency,  and  to 
serve  as  a  deposit  of  part  of  their  provisions,  of  which  they 
disencumbered  themselves  before  leaving  it."  Here  they  left 
the  doctor,  a  sergeant,  and  seven  other  men,  to  take  care  of 
Kidder.  Their  company  was  now  reduced  to  thirty-four; 
all  brave  men,  except  one,  who,  in  the  language  of  the  Rev. 
Mr.  Symmes,  "ran  from  them  at  the  beginning  of  the  en- 
gagement, and  sneaked  back  to  the  fort,  and  whose  name  is 
unworthy  of  being  transmitted  to  posterity."  These  are  the 
names  of  those  brave  fellows,  who  boldly  and  successfully 
contended  with  more  than  twice  their  number,  viz.  :  — 

Captain  John  Lovewell,  Lieutenant  Josiah  Farwell,  Lieu- 
tenant Jonathan  Robbins,  Ensign  John  Harwood,  Sergeant 
Noah  Johnson,  Robert  Usher,  Samuel  Whiting,  all  of  Dun- 
stable.    Ensign  Seth  Wyman,  Corporal  Thomas  Richardson, 


208  INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

Timothy  Richardson,  Ichabod  Johnson,  Josiah  Johnson,  all 
of  Woburn.  Eleazer  Davis,  Josiah  Davis,  Josiah  Jones, 
David  Melvin,  Eleazer  Melvin,  Jacob  Farrah,  Joseph  Farrah, 
all  of  Concord.  Chaplain  Jonathan  Frje,  of  Andover. 
Sergeant  Jacob  Fulham,  of  Weston.  Corporal  Edward  Ling- 
field,  of  Nutfield.  Jonathan  Kittridge,  Solomon  Kies,  of 
Billerica.  John  Jefts,  Daniel  Woods,  Thomas  AYoods,  John 
Chamberlain,  Elias  Barron,  Isaac  Lakin,  Joseph  Gilson,  all 
of  Groton.     Ebenezer  Ayer,  Abiel  Aston,  of  Haverhill. 

They  were  still  some  forty  miles  from  the  Pequawket  en- 
campment, all  the  distance  through  an  unbroken  wilderness ; 
but,  rested  by  their  halt  at  Ossipee,  and  nerved  on  by  the 
hope  of  soon  meeting  the  enemy,  they  commenced  the  last 
stage  of  their  lengthened  march,  and  reached  Saco  pond  on 
Thursday,  May  6th,  1725.  They  were  now  in  the  very 
heart  of  the  hunting-ground  of  Paugus.  Traces  of  the 
powerful  foe  they  had  come  out  to  conquer  coulcl  be  seen  on 
every  hand.  Indeed,  so  near  did  they  come  in  their  march  on 
Thursday  to  the  settlement  of  the  tribe,  that  the  noise  of  the 
unseen  village  made  them  apprehensive  they  were  discovered 
and  dogged.  They  encamped  upon  the  westerly  side  of  the 
pond,  and  prepared  themselves  for  an  encounter.  Thirty- 
four  men,  fifty  miles  from  any  white  settlement,  in  the  depth 
of  an  unbroken  wilderness,  preparing  themselves  to  encounter 
a  warlike  enemy  of  hundreds  !  Excited  by  the  near  vicin- 
ity of  the  Indians,  and  undecided  what  course  it  was  best  to 
take  in  attacking  them,  they  remained  at  their  first  stopping- 
place  from  Thursday  night  until  Saturday  morning.  Friday 
night  they  were  much  alarmed  by  the  stealthy  marching  of 
large  numbers  of  Indians,  as  they  thought,  in  their  near 
vicinity ;  but  it  was  very  dark,  and  they  could  see  nothing, 


INCIDENTS   IN    AVHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  209 

nor  make  any  further  discovery  than  the  hushed  footsteps 
of  these  unseen  foes  hovering  about  their  camp. 

•*  No  clattering  hoof  falls  sudden  and  strong  ; 
No  trumpet  is  filled,  and  no  bugle  is  blown  ; 
No  banners  abroad  on  the  wind  are  thrown ; 
No  shoutings  are  heard,  and  no  cheerings  are  given  ; 
But  they  speed,  like  coursers  whose  hoofs  are  shod    * 
With  a  silent  shoe,  from  the  loosened  sod  ; 
And  away  they  have  gone,  with  a  motionless  speed, 
Like  demons  abroad  on  some  terrible  deed. 
The  last  one  has  gone  ;  they  have  all  disappeared  ; 
Their  dull  echoed  trampings  no  longer  are  heard  ; 
For  still,  though  they  passed  like  no  steeds  of  the  earth. 
The  fall  of  their  tread  gave  some  hollow  sounds  birth  ; 
Your  heart  would  lie  still  till  it  numbered  the  last, 
And  your  breath  would  be  held  till  the  rear  horseman  passed  ; 
So  swiftly,  so  mute,  so  darkly  they  went, 
Like  spectres  of  air  to  the  sorcerer  sent. 
That  ye  felt  their  approach,  and  might  guess  their  intent." 

Leaving  awhile  our  heroes  upon  the  margin  of  the  pond, 
it  may  be  necessary  here  to  speak  of  the  tortuous  windings 
and  turnings  of  the  Saco  river  at  this  point,  and  its  relation 
to  Lovewell's  Pond  and  Fryburg  village,  the  then  head- 
quarters of  Paugus.  With  a  bold  sweep,  the  Saco  changes 
its  course,  near  Chatauque,  in  Conway,  New  Hampshire,  to 
the  north-east,  nearly  at  right  angles  with  its  former  course. 
It  passes  in  this  direction  Weston's  Bridge,  the  rendezvous, 
as  we  have  said,  of  the  Indians,  and,  continuing  on,  traverses 
a  distance  of  forty  miles,  within  a  space  of  six  miles  square, 
now  north,  now  south,  now  east,  now  west,  till  it  comes  at 
last  to  Lovewell's  Pond,  only  one  mile  and  a  half  from  Weston's 
Bridge.  It  was  the  choice  hunting-ground,  the  garden  of 
the  Pequawkets.  Starting  from  their  very  door,  they  could 
sweep  round  on  its  current  the  whole  length,  filling  their 
18* 


210  INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

boats  with  game  from  its  well-stocked  shores,  and,  reaching 
at  last  the  pond ;  could  shoulder  their  canoes,  and,  ere  the 
lono^  '-file"  should  be  formed,  their  chief  would  be  in  his 
wigwam.  The  distance  between  the  pond  and  their  settle- 
ment was  called  a  ''carrjing-place." 

It  seems  that,  at  the  time  of  which  we  write,  Paugus,  with 
eighty  of  his  men,  had  been  scouting  down  the  river,  and 
had  arrived,  on  the  Saturday  morning  above  referred  to,  at 
their  landing-place  on  the  pond. 

This  Saturday  morning  had  dawned  none  too  soon  for  the 
excited  men  of  Lovewell.  All  night  they  had  listened 
through  the  dense  darkness  to  the  distant  barking  of  the  dogs 
and  the  silent  creeping  of  the  Indians,  till  they  grew  eager 
for  the  light.  Breakfasting,  they  were  assembled  upon  the 
beach  for  their  accustomed  morning  devotion. 

*'  Then  were  men  of  worth, 
Who  by  their  prayers  slew  thousands,  angel  like." 

And  their  chaplain  had  scarcely  uttered  the  significant  words, 
' '  We  came  out  to  meet  the  enemy ;  we  have  all  along  prayed 
God  we  might  find  them.  We  had  rather  trust  Providence 
with  our  lives,  yea,  die  for  our  country,  than  try  to  return 
without  seeing  them,  if  we  might,  and  be  called  cowards  for 
our  pains,"  when  a  gun  was  fired,  and  they  espied  an  Indian 
on  a  point  of  land  that  ran  into  the  pond  on  the  opposite  side 
from  them.  A  hurried  consultation  was  held,  and  they  con- 
cluded that  the  desigji  of  the  gun  and  the  Indian  discov- 
ering himself  was  to  draw  them  that  way;  but  that  the 
main  body  of  the  enemy  was  to  the  north  of  the  pond. 
Clamoring  now  eagerly  to  be  led  forward,  the  ''  Captain 
readily  complied,  though  not  without  manifesting  some  ap- 
prehensions."     Their  march  lay  along  the  margin  of  the 


INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  211 

pond,  just  glistening  in  the  first  rajs  of  the  rising  sun. 
Near  the  north-western  shore  they  crossed  the  Indians' 
"  carrying-place."  At  the  north-east  end  of  the  pond  the 
land  rises  very  gradually  to  a  slight  elevation,  and  then  falls 
off  again  to  the  north  into  a  thickly-wooded  morass,  covered 
with  high  brakes.  Here,  on  this  slightly  elevated  plain, 
where  the  trees  were  thin  and  the  brakes  small,  they  divested 
themselves  of  their  packs,  and  commenced  a  more  cautious 
march.  They  .had  gone  but  a  short  distance,  when  "  Ensign 
Wyman  discovered  an  Indian,  who  was  out  hunting,  having 
in  one  hand  some  fowls  he  had  just  killed,  and  in  the  other 
two  guns."  Immediately  a  signal  was  given,  and  they  all 
"squatted."  He  came  unsuspectingly  towards  them,  and, 
when  near  enough,  "  several  guns  were  fired  at  him,  but 
missed  him.  Seeing  that  sure  death  was  his  lot,  this  valiant 
Indian  resolved  to  defend  himself  to  his  last  breath ;  and  the 
action  was  as  speedy  as  the  thought.  His  gun  was  levelled 
at  the  English,  and  Lovewell  was  mortally  wounded.  En- 
sign Wyman,  taking  deliberate  aim,  killed  the  poor  Indian." 
Mr.  Samuel  Whitney  was  also  wounded  by  the  shot  of  the 
Indian.  The  operation  of  scalping  the  Indian  was  performed 
by  the  chaplain,  Mr.  Frye,  and  another  man.  From  this 
point  they  commenced  their  return  to  where  they  had  -left 
their  packs.  Paugus,  as  we  have  said,  had  arrived  with  his 
warriors  at  their  landing-place  on  the  shores  of  the  pond ; 
and  scarcely  had  Lovewell  crossed  the  "  carrying-place,"  in 
search  of  his  foe,  when  the  wily  sachem,  pursuing  the  well- 
beaten  path  to  his  village,  came  upon  signs  of  the  white 
man's  moccasons.  Instantly,  the  long  "file"  was  hushed, 
and, 

'*  With  a  slow  and  noiseless  footstep," 

they  followed  the  track.     Coming  upon  the  packs,  they  were 


212  INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE    MOUNTAIN    HISTORY. 

counted,  and  the  number  of  the  whites  was  known.  Adopt- 
ing their  usual  mode  of  warfare,  they  instantly  sprang  into 
the  morass  as  an  ambush.  Thus  concealed,  they  could  bring 
their  whole  force  to  bear  in  an  instant  upon  the  whites,  and, 
by  the  celerity  of  the  movement,  could  so  surprise  them  as 
to  cause  tliem  to  surrender  at  once.  This  undoubtedly  was 
the  thought  of  Paugus.  Scarcely  had  the  last  brake  ceased 
to  move  above  the  crouching  forms  of  the  Indians,  when 
Lovewell  and  his  men  came  up,  and  commenced  searching  for 
their  packs.  Now  is  the  time ;  and,  springing  from  the 
thicket,  with  a  horrid  yell,  the  savages  fired  their  guns  directly 
over  the  heads  of  the  whites,  and  ran  towards  them  with 
ropes,  demanding  if  they  would  have  quarter. 

''  Only  at  the  muzzles  of  their  guns,"  replied  the  intrepid 
Lovewell  and  his  men,  and  the  fight  commenced. 

"  Wild  and  more  wild  the  tumult  grew 
Amid  the  crazed,  demoniac  crew  ; 
Knives  flashed,  and  man  to  man  opposed." 

Lovewell  and  his  party,  seizing  the  advantage,  "rushed 
towards  the  Indians,  fired  as  they  pressed  on,  and,  killing 
many,  drove  them  several  rods."  But  they  soon  rallied,  and, 
maddened  by  the  unexpected  resistance,  rushed  furiously  on, 
killing  nine,  and  wounding  three  with  their  first  fire.  Cap- 
tain Lovewell,  Mr.  Fullam  (only  son  of  Major  Fullam,  of 
Weston),  Ensign  Harwood,  John  Jefts,  Jonathan  Kittridge, 
Daniel  Woods,  and.  Josiah  Davis,  were  killed,  and  Lieuten- 
ants Farwell  and  Robbins,  and  Kobert  Usher,  wounded  by 
the  assault.  The  English,  thus  in  number  reduced,  and  see- 
ing the  Indians  about  to  surround  them,  commenced  to 
retreat.  It  was  done  in  good  order,  fighting  bravely  all  the 
way,  and  manfully  contesting  each  inch  of  ground.    Directly 


INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  213 

back  of  them  was  a  point  of  rocks  which  ran  into  the  pond, 
and  a  few  large  pine  trees  standing  on  a  sandy  beach.  Here 
they  came  to  a  stand.  On  their  right  was  the  mouth  of  a 
large  brook,  at  this  time  unfordable  ;  on  their  left,  this  sharp 
ridge  of  rocks,  while  the  pond  guarded  them  in  the  rear. 
Here  "  the  fight  continued,  very  furious  and  obstinate,  till 
towards  night ;  the  Indians  roaring,  and  yelling,  and  howl- 
ing like  wolves,  barking  like  dogs,  and  making  all  sorts  of 
hideous  noises  ;  the  English  frequently  shouting  and  huz- 
zaing, as  they  did  after  the  first  round."  Thus  they  fought 
from  ten  in  the  morning  ''till  the  going  down  of  the  sun, 
and  till  but  nine  of  their  company  remained  uninjured. 
Wahwa  could  lead  but  twenty  Indians  uninjured  from  the 
field;  and,  though  they  had  the  advantage,  at  sunset  they 
fled,  leaving  the  dead  unburied.  Paugus,  the  brave  chief, 
had  been  slain,  and  thirty-nine  of  his  bold  followers  had 
been  killed  and  wounded.  Pauorus  had  been  killed  in  single 
combat,  by  one  Chamberlain,  of  Groton.  Wearied  by  the 
protracted  contest,  each  had  come  to  opposite  sides  of  the 
brook  to  quench  their  thirst  and  wash  their  guns,  which  bad 
become  foul  by  so  frequent  firing.  Their  guns  could  almost 
touch,  so  narrow  was  the  space  between  them.  As  they 
washed  their  guns,  conversing  familiarly  with  each  other, 
Chamberlain  assured  Paugus  that  he  should  kill  him.  Pau- 
gus returned  the  threat,  and  bade  him  defiance.  Carefully 
drying  their  guns,  they  commenced" loading  at  the  same  time. 
Their  movements  exactly  corresponded,  and  the  balls  of  each 
were  heard  as  they  were  sent  home  by  the  rods  at  the  same 
instant.  But  the  gun  of  Chamberlain  primed  itself,  and 
Paugus'  did  not.  Striking  the  breech  upon  the  ground,  it 
primed,  and,  raising  it  with  deliberate  aim,  he  fired,  and 
Paugus  fell  dead  upon  the  bank,  and,  as  he  fell,  the  well- 


214  INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE    MOUNTAIN    HISTORY, 

aimed  ball  from  his  rifle  passed  through  the  thick  locks  on 
the  top  of  Chamberlain's  head,  but  left  him  unwounded. 

About  midnight,  it  being  certain  the  Indians  would  not 
renew  the  contest,  the  shattered  remnant  of  the  brave  English 
assembled  themselves  together  to  examine  into  their  situation. 
Nine  of  their  company,  including  their  captain,  were  dead. 
Three  were  unable  to  move  on  account  of  their  wounds  ; 
eleven,  though  wounded,  thought  themselves  able  to  travel. 
Nine  remained  untouched. 

What  now  should  be  done  ?  To  remain  in  the  very  centre 
of  an  enemy's  country,  maddened  by  the  loss  of  their  brave 
chief,  and  destitute  of  all  food,  was  impossible ;  but  to  return, 
they  must  leave,  not  only  their  dead  unburied,  but  their 
wounded  companions  unprotected,  to  die  by  the  torture  of 
the  savages.  Farrar,  one  of  the  wounded,  expired  during  the 
consultation.  Bobbins  and  Usher  urged  and  commanded 
their  companions  to  return,  and  leave  them  to  their  fate. 
"  Lieutenant  Robbins  even  desired  his  companions  to  charge 
his  gun  and  leave  it  with  him,  which  they  did,  he  declaring 
that,  'as  the  Indians  will  come  in  the  morning  to  scalp  me,  I 
will  kill  one  more  of  them,  if  I  can.'  "  As  the  moon  w^as 
rising  they  bade  adieu  to  their  companions,  and,  taking  a  last 
look  of  the  scene  of  their  dreadful  encounter,  commenced 
their  memorable  return.  They  had  gone  but  a  mile  and  a 
half,  when  four  of  the  men,  Farwell,  Frye,  Davis  and  Jones, 
declared  themselves  unable  to  go  on  ;  and,  like  the  brave 
fellows  they  had  already  left,  they  were  unwilling  to  detain 
the  company,  and  desired  them  to  proceed.  Their  number, 
now  reduced  to  sixteen,  they  divided  into  three  parties,  fear- 
ing to  make  too  large  a  track,  by  which  the  Indians  might 
pursue  them.  One  of  these  parties  reached  the  fort  at  Ossi- 
pee,  but  found  it  deserted.     "The  cowaa-d,  wdio  fled  in  the 


INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  215 

beginning  of  the  battle,  ran  directly  to  the  fort,  and  gave  the 
men  posted  there  such  a  frightful  account  of  what  had  happened, 
that  they  all  fled  from  the  fort,  and  made  the  best  of  their 
way  home."  The  main  party  of  eleven,  leaving  the  Ossipee 
fort,  continued  on,  and  reached  Dunstable,  May  13th,  in  the 
niglit. 

Let  us  now  return  to  those  we  have  left  by  the  way.  One 
Solomon  Kies  "  had  fought  in  the  battle  till  he  received 
three  wounds,  and  had  become  so  weak,  by  the  loss  of  blood, 
that  he  could  not  stand  ;  he  crawled  up  to  Ensign  Wyman, 
in  the  heat  of  the  battle,  and  told  him  he  was  a  dead  man  ; 
'  but,'  said  he,  'if  it  be  possible,  I  w^ill  get  out  of  the  way 
of  the  Indians,  that  they  may  not  get  my  scalp.'  Kies 
then  crept  off  by  the  side  of  the  pond,  where  he  providen- 
tially found  a  canoe,  when  he  rolled  himself  into  it,  and  was 
driven  by  the  wind  several  miles  towards  the  fort.  He 
gained  strength  fast,  and  reached  the  fort  as  soon  as  the 
eleven  before  mentioned  ;  and  they  all  arrived  at  Dunstable 
on  the  13th  of  May,  at  night. 

''On  the  15th  of  May,  Ensign  Wyman  and  three  others 
arrived  at  Dunstable.  They  suffered  greatly  for  want  of 
provisions.  They  informed  that  they  were  wholly  destitute 
of  all  kinds  of  food  from  Saturday  morning  till  the  Wednes- 
day following,  when  they  caught  two  mouse-squirrels, 
w^hich  they  roasted  whole,  and  found  to  be  a  sweet  morsel. 
They  afterwards  killed  some  partridges  and  other  game,  and 
were  comfortably  supplied  till  they  got  home." 

Farwell  and  Davis,  Frye  and  Jones,  whom  we  left  but  a 
short  distance  from  the  scene  of  the  encounter,  remained 
some  time  in  the  helpless  condition  in  which  they  were  left ; 
but  at  length,  "though  their  wounds  were  putrefied  and 
stank,  and  they  were  almost  dead  with  famine,  yet  they  all 


216  IXCIDEJfTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

travelled  on  several  miles  together,  till  Mr.  Frje  desired  the 
others  not  to  stop  on  liis  account,  for  he  found  himisclf  dying, 
and  he  laid  himself  down,  telling  them  he  should  never  rise 
more  ;  and  charged  Davis,  if  it  should  please  God  to  bring 
him  home,  to  go  to  his  father,  and  tell  him  that  he  expected 
in  a  few  hours  to  be  in  eternity,  and  that  he  was  not  afraid 
to  die.  They  left  him  ;  and  this  amiable  and  promising 
young  gentleman,  who  had  the  journal  of  the  march  in  his 
pocket,  was  not  heard  of  again." 

He  was  a  young  man  of  a  liberal  education,  who  took  his 
degree  at  college  in  1723,  and  was  chaplain  to  the  company, 
and  greatly  beloved  by  them  for  his  excellent  performances 
and  good  behavior,  and  who  fought  with  undaunted  courage 
till  he  was  mortally  wounded.  But  when  he  could  fight  no 
longer,  he  prayed  audibly,  several  times,  for  the  preser- 
vation and  success  of  the  residue  of  the  company. 

Jones,  being  separated  from  his  companions  by  some  acci- 
dent, "traversed  Saco  river,  and,  after  a  fatiguing  ramble, 
aprived  at  Saco  (now  Biddeford),  emaciated,  and  almost 
dead  through  the  loss  of  blood,  the  putrefaction  of  his 
wounds,  and  the  want  of  food.  He  was  kindly  treated  by 
the  people  of  Saco,  and  recovered  from  his  wounds." 

Farwell  and  Davis  suflfered  exceedingly  from  hunger. 
They  were  entirely  destitute  of  provisions,  and  subsisted 
upon  the  spontaneous  vegetables  of  the  forest.  ' '  Lieutenant 
Farwell  held  out,  on  his  return,  till  the  eleventh  day,  during 
which  time  he  had  nothing  to  eat  but  water  and  a  few  roots, 
which  he  chewed ;  and  by  this  time,  through  his  body  he 
was  so  mortified,  that  the  worms  made  a  thorough  passage. 
On  the  same  day,  Davis,  who  was  with  him,  caught  a  fish, 
which  he  broiled,  and  was  greatly  refreshed  by  it ;  but  the 
lieutenant  was  so  much  spent  that  he  could  not  taste  a  bit. 


INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  217 

Then,  at  Farwell's  earnest  entreaties  that  he  would  provide 
for  his  own  safety,  he  left  him  to  his  own  fate.  Previous  to 
this,  he  had  taken  Farwell's  handkerchief  and  tied  it  to  the 
top  of  a  bush,  that  it  might  ajBTord  a  mark  by  which  his  re- 
mains could  the  more  easily  be  found.  After  going  from 
him  a  short  distance,  Farwell  called  him  back,  and  requested 
to  be  turned  upon  the  other  side.  Davis  being  now  alone, 
in  a  melancholy,  desolate  state,  still  made  toward  the  fort, 
and  the  next  day  came  to  it ;  there  he  found  some  pork  and 
bread,  sustained  by  which,  he  was  enabled  to  reach  Berwick, 
and  then  Portsmouth,  where  he  was  carefully  provided  for, 
and  had  a  skilful  surgeon  to  attend  him." 

Thus  ends  the  battle  of  Love  well's  Pond.  After  the  fear 
had  subsided,  Colonel  Tyng,  with  a  small  company,  went  to 
the  place  of  action,  and  buried  the  dead.  Paugus  and  a  few- 
other  Indians  had  been  buried. 

Trees  perforated  by  the  balls  may  be  seen  to  this  day  on 
the  shore  of  the  pond ;  and  the  older  citizens  of  Fryburg 
will  relate  to  the  visitor  the  bloody  engagement  of  early 
Pequawket  with  all  the  ardor  of  youth. 

Standing  upon  the  summit  of  Pequawket  Mountain,  one 
sees  before  him  the  pond,  so  peacefully  glittering  in  the  rays 
of  the  sun,  near  the  quiet  village  of  Fryburg.  But  the 
Indians  are  gone.  The  bold  Paugus  no  longer  raises  the 
shrill  war-whoop,  starting  the  echoes  of  the  hills,  and  Wahwa 
no  longer  leads  the  scout  upon  the  beautiful  windings  of  the 
Saco. 

**  Where  is  their  home,  —  their  forest  home  ?  the  proud  land  of  their  sires? 
Where  stands  the  "wigwam  of  their  pride  ?  Tvhere  gleam  their  council-fires  ? 
Where  are  their  fathers'  hallowed  graves  ?  their  friends,  so  light  and 

free? 
Gone,  gone,  —  forever  from  our  view  I  Great  Spirit  !  can  it  be  ?  " 

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218  INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

The  following  ballad  stanzas  were  printed  originally  in  the 
work  entitled  "  Collections,  Historical  and  Miscellaneous, 
and  Monthly  Literary  Journal,"  published  at  Concord,  N.  H., 
and  edited  by  J.  Farmer  and  J.  B.  Moore.  The  author's 
name  is  not  given  ;  but  it  is  conjectured  that  they  were  writ- 
ten by  a  personal  friend  of  the  learned  and  excellent  editors, 
who  was  then  young  and  not  much  practised  in  writing,  and 
who  is  said  to  be  still  living  somewhere  in  the  State  of 
Maine  : 

*'  'T  was  Paugus  led  the  Pequot  tribe  : 
As  runs  the  fox,  would  Paugus  run  ; 
As  howls  the  wild  wolf,  would  he  howl  ; 
A  huge  bear-skin  had  Paugus  on. 

But  Chamberlain,  of  Dunstable, 

One  whom  a  savage  ne'er  shall  slay, 
Met  Paugus  by  the  water-side. 

And  shot  him  dead  upon  that  day. 

What  time  the  noble  Lovewell  came. 

With  fifty  men  from  Dunstable, 
The  cruel  Pequot  tribe  to  tame, 

With  arms  a^d  bloodshed  terrible. 

With  Lovewell  brave  John  Harwood  came  ;  — 
From  wife  and  babes  't  was  hard  to  part  ; 

Young  Harwood  took  her  by  the  hand. 
And  bound  the  weeper  to  his  heart. 

*  Repress  that  tear,  my  Mary  dear,' 

Said  Harwood  to  his  loving  wife  ; 

*  It  tries  me  hard  to  leave  thee  here. 

And  seek,  in  distant  woods,  the  strife. 

*  When  gone,  my  Mary,  think  of  me. 

And  pray  to  God  that  I  may  be  » 
Such  as  one  ought  that  lives  for  thee. 
And  come  at  last  in  victory.' 


INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE    MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  219 

• 
Thus  left  young  Harwood  babe  and  wife  ; 

With  accent  wild,  she  bade  adieu  ; 
It  grieved  those  lovers  much  to  part, 

So  fond  and  fair,  so  kind  and  true. 

John  Harwood  died,  all  bathed  in  blood. 

When  he  had  fought  till  set  of  day  ; 
And  many  more  we  may  not  name 

Fell  in  that  bloody  battle  fray. 

When  news  did  come  to  Ilarwood's  wife, 

That  he  with  Lovewell  fought  and  died,  — 
Far  m  the  wilds  had  given  his  life. 

Nor  more  would  in  his  home  abide, 

Such  grief  did  s«ze  upon  her  mind. 

Such  sorrow  filled  her  faithful  breast. 
On  earth  she  ne'er  found  peace  again. 

But  followed  Harwood  to  his  rest. 

Seth  Wyman,  who  in  Woburn  lived,  — 

A  marksman  he,  of  courage  true,  — 
Shot  the  first  Indian  whom  they  saw  ;      % 

Sheer  through  his  heart  the  bullet  flew. 

The  savage  had  been  seeking  game  ; 

Two  guns,  and  eke  a  knife,  he  bore. 
And  two  black  ducks  were  in  his  hand  ; 

He  shrieked,  and  fell,  to  rise  no  more. 

Anon,  there  eighty  Indians  rose. 

Who  hid  themselves  in  ambush  dread  ; 
Their  knives  they  shook,  their  guns  they  aimed  — 

The  famous  Paugus  at  their  head. 

John  Lovewell,  captain  of  the  band. 

His  sword  he  waved,  that  glittered  bright ; 
For  the  last  time  he  cheered  his  men. 

And  led  them  onward  to  the  fight. 


220  INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN    HISTORY. 

*  Fight  on,  fight  on  ! '  brave  Lovewell  said, 

'  Fight  on,  while  Heaven  shall  give  you  breath  I ' 
An  Indian  ball  then  pierced  him  through, 
And  Lovewell  closed  his  eyes  in  death. 

Good  Heavens  !  is  this  a  time  for  prayer  ? 

Is  this  a  time  to  worship  God, 
When  Lovewell's  men  are  dying  fast. 

And  Paugus'  tribe  hath  felt  the  rod  ? 

The  chaplain's  name  was  Jonathan  Frye  ; 

In  Andover  his  father  dwelt  ; 
And  oft  with  Lovewell's  men  he  'd  prayed. 

Before  the  mortal  wound  he  felt.  * 

A  man  was  he  of  comely  form. 

Polished  and  brave,  well  learnt  and  kind  ; 

Old  Harvard's  learned  halls  he  left. 
Far  in  the  wilds  a  grave  to  find. 

Ah  !  now  his  blood-red  arm  he  lifts, 

His  closing  lids  he  tries  to  raise, 
Anc^peak  once  more  before  he  dies, 

In  supplication  and  in  praise. 

He  prays  kind  Heaven  to  grant  success, 
Brave  Lovewell's  men  to  guide  and  bless, 

And  when  they  've  shed  their  heart's  blood  true. 
To  raise  them  all  to  happiness. 

'  Come  hither,  Farwell,'  said  young  Frye  ; 

'  You  see  that  I  'm  about  to  die  ; 
Now  for  the  love  I  bear  to  you. 

When  cold  in  death  my  bones  shall  lie, 

*  Go  thou  and  see  my  parents  dear. 
And  tell  them  you  stood  by  me  here  ; 

Console  them  when  they  cry,  Alas  ! 
And  wipe  away  the  falling  tear.' 


INCIDENTS  IN  WHITE  MOUNTAIN  HISTORY.  221 

Lieutenant  Farwell  took  his  hand. 

His  arms  around  his  neck  he  threw, 
And  said,  '  Brave  chaplain,  I  could  wish 

That  Heaven  had  made  me  die  for  you. ' 

The  chaplain  on  kind  Farwell's  breast, 

Bloody  and  languishing,  he  fell ; 
Nor  after  that  said  more  but  this, 

'  I  love  thee,  soldier ;  fare  thee  well  ! ' 

Good  Heavens  !  they  dance  the  powwow  dance  ; 

What  horrid  yells  the  forest  fill ! 
The  grim  bear  crouches  in  his  den, 

The  eagle  seeks  the  distant  hill.  -  ' 

*  What  means  this  dance,  this  powwow  dance  ? ' 

Stern  Wyman  said  :  with  wondrous  art 
He  crept  full  near,  his  rifle  aimed, 

And  shot  the  leader  through  the  heart. 

Then  did  the  crimson  streams  that  flowed 

Seem  like  the  waters  of  a  brook. 
That  brightly  shine,  that  loudly  dash 

Far  down  the  cliflfe  of  Agiochook. 

Ah  !  many  a  wife  shall  rend  her  hair. 

And  many  a  child  cry,  '  Woe  is  me,' 
When  messengers  the  news  shall  bear 

Of  Lovewell's  dear-bought  victory. 

With  footsteps  low  shall  travellers  go. 

Where  Lovewell's  Pond  shines  clear  and  bright,  I 

And  mark  the  place  where  those  are  laid. 

Who  fell  in  Lovewell's  bloody  fight. 

Old  men  shall  shake  their  heads,  and  say,  I 

'  Sad  was  the  hour  and  terrible. 
When  Lovewell  brave,  'gainst  Paugus  went. 

With  fifty  men  from  Dunstable.'  " 
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CHAPTER    XVI. 

GILEAD. 

SITUATION   OF   GILEAD.  —  SOIL.  —  WILD  RIVER.  —  EARLY  SETTLERS.  —  MINIS- 
TERS.   FIRST  CHURCH. SLIDE. BEARS. ENCOUNTER  OF  ONE  BEAN.  — 

YORK'S  WARM   RECEPTION   BY  A  BEAR.  —  OLIVER   PEABODY's   LOOSE  OX.  — 
FAMINE  AMONG  BEARS. BEAR  AND  HOG  STORY.  — HORRIBLE  TRAGEDY. 


**  My  wife  !  my  wife  !    What  wife  ?    1  have  no  wife  ; 
0,  insupportable  !  0,  heavy  hour  ! 
Methinks  it  should  be  now  a  huge  eclipse 
Of  sun  and  moon." 

GiLEAD,  formerly  called  Peabody's  Patent,  took  its  name 
from  a  great  Balm  of  Gilead  tree,  still  standing  near  the 
centre  of  the  town.  It  lies  on  both  sides  of  the  Androscog- 
gin river,  which  runs  through  its  entire  length  from  east  to 
■west,  the  town  being  six  miles  long,  and  three  wide.  On 
the  borders  of  this  river  is  some  of  the  best  land  in  the 
region,  producing  very  bountiful  crops.  One  farm,  some 
years  since,  under  the  cultivation  of  a  very  skilful,  indus- 
trious farmer,  when  a  premium  was  offered  by  the  State  of 
Maine  for  the  best  crop  of  wheat  on  a  given  portion  of  land, 
secured  the  premium.  Large  crops  of  corn  and  potatoes 
have  been  raised  on  it.  Some  of  the  former  have  equalled 
one  hundred  bushels  to  the  acre.  The  more  usual  crop  is 
from  forty  to  sixty  bushels.     Potatoes  have  gone  up  as  high 


INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  223 

some  years  as  six  hundred  bushels  to  the  acre ;  and  one  man, 
for  a  number  of  years  in  succession,  raised  upwards  of  five 
hundred  bushels  to  the  acre. 

The  town  is  so  situated  as  to  escape  almost  entirely  the 
early  frosts  of  autumn.  Eanges  of  high  mountains  bound 
the  valley  in  which  it-  is  situated,  completely  shutting  it  in 
on  the  east  and  west.  A  continual  current  of  air  is  thus 
formed,  preserving  the  crops  in  the  valley  and  on  the  hill- 
sides, while  the  frost  is  busily  at  work  in  the  adjoining 
towns.  Shaggy  and  rude  in  the  extreme  are  the  mountains 
w^hich  so  completely  wall  in  this  fertile  valley.  One  has 
remarked  that  "  the  expense  of  transportation  of  fuel  down 
the  mountains,  in  a  slippery  time,  is  very  trifling.;'' 

Wild  river,  one  of  those  impetuous  mountain  streams, 
empties  into  the  Androscoggin  in  this  town.  "It  is  a  child 
of  the  mountains ;  at  times  fierce,  impetuous  and  shadowy, 
as  the  storms  that  howl  around  the  bald  heads  of  its  parents, 
and  bearing  down  everything  that  comes  in  its  path ;  then 
again,  when  subdued  by  long  summer  calms,  murmuring 
gently  in  consonance  with  the  breezy  rustle  of  the  trees, 
whose  branches  depend  over  it.  An  hour's  time  may  swell 
it  into  a  headlong  torrent ;  an  hour  may  reduce  it  to  a  brook 
that  a  child  might  ford  without  fear." 

This  town  was  settled  about  the  time  Shelburne  was, 
whose  brief  history  we  have  just  given.  The  settlers  came 
generally  from  Massachusetts  and  the  southern  part  of  New 
Hampshire.  They  were  Thomas  Peabody,  Capt.  Joseph 
Lary,  Isaac  Adams,  Eliphalet  Chapman,  Capt.  Eliphalet 
Burbank,  George  Burbank,  Ephraim  and  Seth  Wight,  John 
Mason,  Stephen  Coffin,  and  Samuel  Wheeler.  After  this 
soon  came  Phineas  Kimball,  Henry  Philbrook,  Peter  Coffin, 
and  Joseph  Lary,  jr.     These  were  all  exemplary  good  men, 


224  INCIDENTS   IN    AVHITE   MOUNTAIN    HISTORY. 

giving  a  character  of  energy  to  the  place.  They  regarded 
religious  institutions,  and  helped  sustain  them  by  their  prop- 
erty and  example.  They  were  a  church-going  people,  always 
attending  the  worship  of  God  on  the  Sabbath. 

From  the  earliest  time  of  its  settlement  it  has  enjoyed 
more  or  less  steadily  the  preaching  ©f  the  gospel.  Before 
any  Christian  church  was  planted  in  it,  it  had  a  succession 
of  missionaries,  sent  from  different  sources,  who  were  instru- 
mental of  great  religious  benefit  to  the  people.  Amon^ 
these  were  the  Rev.  Jotham  Sewall,  or,  as  he  is  often  called, 
''  Father  Sewall,"  and  the  Rev.  Samuel  Hidden,  of  Tam- 
worth. 

In  1818j  a  Congregational  church  was  formed,  consisting 
of  Melvin  Farwell  and  wife,  Abraham  Burbank  and  wife, 
Widow  Susannah  Burbank,  Betsey  Philbrook,  John  Mason, 
jr.,  H.  Ingalls,  Rhoda  Styles,  Mary  Peabody,  and  Ephraim 
and  Seth  Wight.  This  church,  soinetimes  through  its  own 
efforts,  and  sometimes  in  connection  with  Shelburne,  has  had 
preaching  most  of  the  time  since  its  formation.  Its  regularly 
settled  pastors  have  been  Rev.  Henry  White,  and  Rev. 
Henry  Richardson.  Besides  those.  Rev.  Daniel  Goodhue 
and  others  have  been  supplies  for  different  portions  of  time. 
There  is  a  Methodist  church,  also,  which  has  been  instru- 
mental of  great  religious  and  moral  benefit  to  the  place. 

During  the  terrible  storm  of  1826,  when  my  brother's 
family  was  destroyed  at  the  Notch,  slides  also  took  place  on 
many  of  the  mountains  around  this  town.  From  Picked 
Hill  came  rushing  down  thousands  of  tons  of  earth,  and 
rocks,  and  trees,  and  water,  destroying  all  that  lay  in  their 
path.  No  lives  were  lost,  but  the  consternation  of  the 
inhabitants  was  great.  The  darkness  was  so  intense  as 
almost  to  be  felt.     The  vivid  lightnings  and  long  streams  of 


INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  225 

fire,  covering  the  sides  of  the  mountains,  caused  by  the  con- 
cussion of  the  rocks,  only  served  to  make  the  darkness  more 
visible.  Amid  the  deluge  of  rain,  the  terrific  crashings  of 
the  thunder,  and,  over  all,  the  deafening  roar  of  the  descend- 
ing slides,  it  was  impossible  to  make  one's  self  heard.  The 
valley  rocked  as  though  an  earthquake  was  shaking  the 
earth.  The  frightful  scene  did  not  last  long;  but,  during 
its  continuance,  more  terror  was  crowded  into  it  than  during 
an  ordinary  lifetime.  The  inhabitants  under  these  moun- 
tains alone  can  appreciate  the  awful  scene  through  which  my 
brother  and  his  family  passed  on  that  terrible  night. 

This  region  has  been  very  much  infested  -with  bears, 
especially  during  the  summer  months.  Many  live  now  on 
the  mountains,  preventing  entirely  the  raising  of  sheep. 
Though  much  of  the  land,  especially  on  the  mountains,  is 
well  adapted  to  grazing,  still  it  is  never  safe  to  trust  sheep 
and  young  stock  far  from  the  settlements.  So  late  as  the 
summer  of  1852,  a  most  desperate  encounter  took  place 
between  one  of  the  farmers  in  this  vicinity  and  a  large  black 
bear  of  the  white-face  breed  —  the  most  savage  of  that 
variety. 

A  Mr.  Bean  was  to  work  in  his  field,  accompanied  by  a 
boy  twelve  years  of  age.  The  bear  approached  him,  and 
having  his  gun  with  him,  charged  for  partridges,  he  fired, 
but  with  little  effect.  The  bear  bore  down  upon  him ;  he 
walked  backwards,  loading  his  gun  at  the  same  time,  when 
his  foot  caught  by  a  twig,  which  tripped  him  up,  and  the 
bear  leaped  upon  him.  He  immediately  fired  again,  but 
with  no  visible  effect.  The  bear  at  once  went  to  work, — 
seizing  his  left  arm,  biting  through  it,  and  lacerating  it 
severely.  While  thus  amusing  himself,  he  was  tearing  with 
his  fore  paws  the  clothes,  and  scratching  the  flesh  on  the 


226  INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN    HISTORY. 

young  man's  breast.  Having  dropped  his  arm,  he  opened  hia 
huge  mouth  to  make  a  pounce  at  his  face.  Then  it  was  that 
the  young  man  made  the  dash  that  saved  his  life.  As  the 
bear  opened  his  jaws,  Bean  thrust  his  lacerated  arm  down 
the  brute's  throat,  as  far  as  desperation  would  enable  him. 
There  he  had  him  !  The  bear  could  neither  retreat  nor  ad- 
vance, though  the  position  of  the  besieged  was  anything  but 
agreeable.  Bean  now  called  upon  the  lad  to  come  and  take 
from  his  pocket  a  jack-knife,  and  open  it.  The  boy  marched 
up  to  the  work  boldly.  Having  got  the  knife,  Bean  with  his 
untrammelled  hand  cut  the  bear's  throat  from  ear  to  ear,  kill- 
ing him  stone  dead,  while  he  lay  on  his  body  !  It  was  judged 
the  bear  weighed  nearly  four  hundred  pounds.  One  of  his 
paws  weighed  two  pounds  eleven  ounces. 

The  earlier  annals  of  this  town  are  full  of  adventure, 
nearly  equalling  this  in  daring  and  bravery.  The  older  in- 
habitants can  recall  many  a  scene  of  thrilling  interest  which 
took  place  within  sight  of  their  very  cabins. 

A  man  by  the  name  of  York,  living  in  the  woods,  one  day 
came  rather  suddenly  upon  a  full-grown  bear.  They  both 
stopped  and  looked  each  other  steadily  in  the  face.  Neither 
seemed  disposed  to  retreat.  The  bear  bade  defiance  in  her  look, 
and  York  did  the  same.  An  encounter  seemed  unavoidable, 
partly  because  he  dare  not  retreat  now  if  he  might,  and 
partly  because  he  had  the  pluck  not  to  do  it  if  he  could.  So 
they  both  addressed  themselves  to  the  battle.  The  bear  raised 
herself  on  her  hind  feet,  standing  upright,  and  spread  her 
fore  legs  to  receive  her  antagonist.  York  responded  by  open- 
ing his  arms,  and  a  close  grip  succeeded.  Then  followed  a 
struggle  for  dear  life,  the  issue  of  which  no  one  could  have 
decided  but  for  one  circumstance.  York  had  the  advantage 
in  it  from  having  an  open,  long-bladed  jack-knife  in  his  right 


INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  227 

hand  ^vhen  it  commenced.  This,  of  course,  he  used  in  the 
best  way  he  could,  not  stopping  to  ask  whether  it  was  fair 
or  not.  Making  a  little  extra  exertion  on  the  first  good 
opportunity,  he  drew  the  blade  across  the  bear's  throat,  and 
she  relaxed  her  hold  and  soon  bled  to  death.  The  victory 
was  his. 

One  dark  night  Mr.  Oliver  Peabody,  living  in  a  log  hut, 
was  disturbed  by  his  cattle  in  the  hovel  near  by.  Supposing 
that  one  of  them  had  broken  from  his  fastening,  and  was 
goring  the  rest,  he  arose  from  his  bed,  and,  with  nothing  on 
but  his  night-dress,  ran  towards  the  hovel  to  search  out  the 
cause  of  the  trouble.  As  he  came  to  the  entrance,  which 
was  merely  a  hole  in  its  side,  he  espied  some  black  creature 
standing  just  inside,  and,  thinking  it  one  of  his  cattle,  stepped 
forward  a  little,  and  struck  it  on  the  rump  with  a  stick  he 
had  in  his  hand,  crying,  '-Hurrup!  hurrup  there!"  The 
creature,  deeming  this  rather  a  rough  salutation,  turned 
round,  and,  with  the  full  force  of  his  huge  paw,  gave  him  a 
heavy  slap  on  the  side.  By  this  time  he  began  to  imagine 
that  he  was  in  no  very  delicate,  refined  company,  and  must 
look  out  for  himself  The  salutation  he  received  from  the 
creature  was  a  little  more  unceremonious  and  rude  than  the 
one  he  first  gave  him.  He  was  fully  aware,  now,  that  some- 
times a  person  must  take  blows  as  well  as  give  them,  and 
hard  ones,  too.  Certain  it  was,  he  had  no  disposition  to  re- 
peat his  stroke,  or  his  cry  of  "  Hurrup  !  hurrup  !  "  and,  per- 
ceiving that  the  bear  was  about  to  repeat  the  blow,  he  sounded 
a  retreat,  and  made  haste  back  to  his  hut.  Whether  the 
bear  kept  his  ground,  and  proceeded  to  annoy  the  cattle  fur- 
ther, we  were  not  informed. 

In  the  autumn  of  1804,  it  required  all  the  vigilance  and 
courage  of  the  inhabitants  to  preserve  their  cattle  and  hogs 


228  INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

from  the  ferocious  creatures.  The  nuts  and  berries,  their  usual 
food,  had  failed  them,  and,  driven  on  bj  hunger,  the  infuriated 
beasts  would  rush  almost  into  the  very  houses  of  the  settlers. 
Young  hogs  were  caught  and  carried  off  in  sight  of  their 
owners,  and  within  gunshot  of  their  pens.  A  huge,  growl- 
ing monster,  seized  a  good-sized  hog  in  his  paws,  and  ran  off 
with  it,  standing  on  his  hind  legs,  satisfying  his  hunger  as 
he  went. 

One  dark  night  Mr.  Oliver  Peabody,  the  same  we  have 
spoken  of  before,  was  disturbed  by  the  loud  squealing  of  his 
hogs.  As  unsuspecting  as  before,  he  rushed  out  in  his  night- 
dress to  the  yard  where  they  were  kept,  back  of  his  barn. 
Scarcely  yet  fully  awake,  he  placed  his  hands  upon  the  top 
rail,  and  stood  peering  out  into  the  darkness,  shouting  lustily 
to  whatever  mio;ht  be  disturbino;  his  hoo;s.  So  intent  was  he 
on  driving  away  the  intruder,  that  he  was  conscious  of  nothing 
until  he  felt  the  warm  breath  of  a  large  bear  breathing 
directly  in  his  face.  The  huge  monster  had  left  the  hogs  on 
his  first  approach,  and,  rearing  herself  on  her  hind  legs,  placed 
her  paws  on  the  same  rail,  near  his  hands,  and  stood  ready 
for  the  new-year  salutation  of  the  Russians  —  a  hug  and  a 
kiss.  Realizing  fully  his  danger,  he  darted  away  for  his 
house,  the  bear  following  close  at  his  heels.  He  had  barely 
time  to  reach  his  door,  and  throw  himself  against  it  as  a 
fastening,  when  Madam  Bruin  came  rushing  against  it.  The 
frail  thing  trembled  and  squeaked  on  its  wooden  hinges,  but 
his  wife  had  placed  the  wooden  bar  across  it,  and  thus  it  with- 
stood the  shock.  Opening  the  door  slightly,  on  the  first  op- 
portunity, he  let  out  his  dog.  The  dog,  used  to  the  business, 
seized  the  bear  fiercely  by  the  throat,  as  she  sat  on  her 
haunches*  eying  the  door.  Not  so  easily  driven  off,  however, 
she  threw  the  mastiff  with  tremendous  force  against  the  house, 


INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE    MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  229 

and  leaping  a  fence  near  at  hand,  sat  coolly  down.  The  noble 
dog,  as  soon  asi,  he  could  recover  from  the  stunning  blow, 
again  attacked  her.  With  still  more  force  sha  threw  him 
this  time  against  the  cabin,  displacing  some  of  its  smaller 
timbers,  near  where  some  of  the  children  were  asleep  in  a 
truckle-bed.  Bounding  away,  she  ran  some  eighty  rods,  to 
tlie  house  of  one  Stephen  Messer,  seized  a  large  hog,  and 
leaping  a  fence  three  feet  high  with  it  in  her  arms,  ran  thirty 
rods,  and  sat  down  to  her  feast.  Before  Messrs.  Peabody  and 
Messer  could  reach  her,  she  had  finished  her  repast  and 
walked  slowly  off  into  the  woods. 

About  the  middle  of  June,  1850,  one  of  the  most  tragical 
scenes  transpired  in  this  town  that  ever  took  place  in  any 
region.  Happily  the  principal  actors  in  it  were  not  natives 
of  the  town  or  region,  but  foreigners.  A  contractor  on  the 
Atlantic  and  St.  Lawrence  Railroad,  which  was  then  being 
constructed  through  the  Androscoggin  valley,  after  burying 
his  wife  in  Bethel,  went  to  board  with  a  Mr.  George  W. 
Freeman,  a  blacksmith.  This  man  was  in  the  employ  of  the 
contractor,  helping  him  build  a  very  expensive  bridge  over 
Wild  river.  Mr.  Freeman's  family  consisted  of  a  wife  and 
three  children.  He  had  been  somewhat  remarkable  as  a  kind 
and  faithful  husband  and  indulgent  parent,  and  nothing  had 
ever  occurred  to  mar  the  peace  of  the  family  until  the  advent 
of  the  contractor  into  it.  Mrs.  Freeman,  young  and  beauti- 
ful, was  very  attractive  in  looks  and  address,  but  in  all  re- 
spects, heretofore,  had  shown  herself  an  exemplary  woman 
and  devoted  wife.  Freeman,  unable  to  harbor  the  thought 
of  anything  wrong  in  his  wife,  for  a  long  time  passed  by  many 
things  which  caused  him  much  uneasiness.  The  particular 
attentions  of  the  contractor  to  his  wife  he  tried  long  and  hard 
to  construe  as  only  the  civilities  due  from  a  gentleman  to  a 
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230  INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

lady.  As  each  day  the  attentions  became  more  marked,  and 
the  evident  partiality  of  the  two  for  each  other's  society  be- 
came more  manifest,  the  loathed  suspicion  worked  itself  grad- 
ually into  the  terrible  conviction  that  his  companion  was 
yielding  to  the  wiles  of  the  seducer.  So  bold  had  they  be- 
come in  their  course,  that  scarcely  a  day  passed  but  they  rode 
out  together,  sometimes  extending  their  rides  to  late  hours  in 
the  night.  At  last  they  went  to  Bethel,  a  distance  of  nine 
miles,  to  attend  a  ball,  and  did  not  return  until  near  morn- 
ing. This  fully  roused  Mr.  Freeman  from  his  heretofore 
almost  stupid  forbearance.  He  undressed  and  put  his  chil- 
dren to  bed,  and  then  calmly  awaited  the  return  of  the  guilty 
pair.  Not  in  anger,  but  intensely  in  earnest,  he  expostu- 
lated with  them,  warning  them  of  the  consequences  of  their 
guilty  course.  Passionately  he  besought  his  wife  to  remember 
their  hitherto  happy  life,  and  spare  himself  and  her  babes  the 
disgrace  and  loss  of  such  a  companion  and  a  mother.  It 
was  allj  however,  to  no  purpose. 

Shortly  after  the  ball  at  Bethel,  Mrs.  Freeman  threw  off 
all  restraint,  and  asked  her  husband  for  a  divorce.  Her 
affection,  she  said,  for  him  was  gone,  and  it  was  better  for 
them  to  separate.  She  could  never  again  love  him  as  she 
had,  and  to  live  with  him  in  her  present  state  of  mind  was 
unendurable.  She  not  only  asked  him  for  divorcement,  but 
told  him  that,  with  or  without  it,  she  should  certainly  leave 
him.  That  she  was  in  earnest  was  clearly  manifest.  She 
commenced  her  preparations  for  a  journey,  proceeding  even 
so  far  as  to  pack  some  of  her  things. 

The  contractor's  office  was  in  Freeman's  house,  and  his 
clerk  was  almost  constantly  employed  in  it.  By  chance 
Freeman  overheard  one  day  a  conversation  between  his  wife 
and  the  clerk.     She  had  come  for  advice,  and  imagining  nc 


INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   UISTORY,  231 

opposition  from  the  clerk,  disclosed  to  him  her  plans.  Con- 
trary to  her  expectations,  the  noble  young  man  reprimanded 
her  severely  for  her  conduct,  and  warmly  advised  her  for  her 
good.  Freeman  heard  all,  and  it  confirmed  his  worst  suspi- 
cions. 

Previous  to  these  active  preparations  of  Mrs.  Freeman  for 
her  departure,  the  contractor  had  left  for  New  York.  Before 
leaving,  it  seems,  it  had  been  arranged  between  them  that  Mrs. 
Freeman  should  soon  follow  to  meet  at  some  place  yet  to  be 
agreed  upon.  Freeman  learned  these  facts  but  too  soon.  Not 
long  after  the  contractor  had  left,  a  beautiful  trunk,  marked  for 
Mrs.  Freeman,  was  one  day  left  at  the  door,  when  Mrs.  Free- 
man chanced  to  be  out.  With  a  shop-key  Freeman  opened  the 
trunk  in  his  shop,  and  there  full  evidence  of  the  intentions  of 
the  pair  was  manifest.  Beautiful  dresses  and  jewelry  for 
herself  and  children  were  the  contents,  and  under  all  a  letter 
disclosing  the  plans.  She  was  to  meet  the  contractor  at  Syra- 
cuse, N.  Y.  There  were  minute  directions  as  to  the  routes  to 
travel,  and  particular  caution  to  fasten  the  door  of  her  bed- 
chamber, at  night,  in  the  different  hotels.  The  day  for  her 
departure  was  named.  He  concealed  from  his  wife  the  trunk 
and  letter,  and  she  never  probably  knew  of  its  arrival. 

The  day  for  Mrs.  Freeman's  departure  was  already  fixed, 
and  the  night  preceding  her  leaving  in  the  morning  had  ar- 
rived. Calmly  Freeman  sat  among  his  family  during  the 
evening,  and  on  their  retiring  had  embraced  and  kissed  them 
according  to  his  usual  custom.  Long  he  lingered  near  his  wife, 
but  at  length,  bidding  her  the  last  good-night,  retired  to  his 
room.  They  had  not  slept  together  for  some  time,  a  servant- 
girl  occupying  the  bed  with  his  wife  and  young  child.  Still- 
ness had  settled  down  upon  the  house,  when  suddenly  a 
piercing  shriek  broke  upon  the  night,  startling  every  sleeper 


232  INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN    HISTORY. 

from  his  slumbers.  "  I  am  murdered  !  I  am  murdered  !  " 
was  all  that  could  be  distinguished  in  the  confusion  which 
ensued.  Each  hurried  whence  the  voice  proceeded,  and  there, 
in  Mrs.  Freeman's  room,  weltering  in  blood,  lay  the  unhappy 
wife,  shrieking  in  paroxysms  of  terror.  She  rose  up  in  bed, 
as  they  entered,  the  mutilated,  bleeding  arm  hanging  at  her 
side.  Medical  assistance  was  soon  at  hand,  the  wounded 
limb  amputated  and  carefully  dressed,  but  to  no  effect ;  from 
loss  of  blood  the  murdered  woman  died  but  a  few  hours  after. 
A  few  buckshot  were  taken  from  the  head.  The  shattered  con- 
dition of  the  arm,  and  the  broken  window,  made  it  evident  in 
what  manner  the  poor  woman  had  been  murdered.  Sleeping 
on  her  side,  the  murderer  had  aimed  directly  at  her  heart,  but, 
missing,  had  discharged  the  whole  contents  of  the  gun  into 
her  arm.  He  had  accomplished,  however,  his  purpose  as  well 
as  though  he  had  not  missed  his  aim. 

The  murdered  wife  was  conscious  who  had  murdered  her. 
Her  husband  was  the  only  one  of  the  large  family  who 
gathered  not  around  her  bedside  at  her  fearful  summons. 
"It  was  my  husband,"  were  her  words.  And  the  full  weight 
of  her  great  guilt  bursting  upon  her  too  late,  she  could  but 
groan  and  ejaculate,  "  0,  my  own  dear  husband  !  And  will 
he  not  come  !  0,  George,  my  husband,  shall  I  not  see  him, 
to  be  forgiven  !  "  She  died,  not  suspecting  that  her  husband 
was  dead,  but  that  he  avoided  seeing  her  from  grief  Fully 
forgiving  him,  she  died  with  his  name  upon  her  lips. 

But  to  turn  from  the  sad  spectacle  of  the  wife  to  the  still 
sadder  sight  of  her  husband.  Instant  search  was  made  for 
him  as  the  murderer  of  his  wife,  and  after  long  hours  of 
hunting,  about  a  mile  from  his  house,  he  was  found  dead, 
lying  in  a  pool  of  his  own  blood.  His  throat  was  cut  from 
ear  to  ear,  his  hand  still  grasping  the  fatal  razor.     By  him 


INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  233 

lay  his  gun  and  a  piece  of  rope.  The  gun,  it  seems,  he  had 
tried,  but  it  had  not  done  its  work,  merely  bruising  badly  one 
cheek. 

A  jury  of  inquest  was  holden  on  his  body,  and  a  verdict 
rendered  according  to  facts.  On  examination  of  his  affairs, 
letters  were  found,  written  by  his  own  hand,  giving  directions 
in  regard  to  his  children,  and  the  disposition  he  wished  to  be 
made  of  his  property  when  he  was  dead.  It  is  supposed, 
from  some  things  in  his  case,  especially  one  important  inci- 
dent, that  until  a  late  period  in  his  life,  he  did  not  intend  to 
kill  his  wife,  but  the  contractor. 

He  asked  the  clerk  of  the  contractor,  one  day,  which  side 
of  the  bed  they  held  in  common  he,  the  contractor,  slept? 
giving  an  occasion  by  this  for  an  inference  that  he  had  some 
design  upon  him.  But  the  contractor  leaving  before  the 
design  could  be  executed,  and  determined,  as  he  had  declared, 
that  the  contractor  should  never  enjoy  his  wife,  he  made  up 
his  mind  to  kill  her,  and  did  actually  perform  the  dreadful 
deed  we  have  rehearsed.  How  strongly  this  whole  affair  im- 
presses upon  us  the  importance  of  watching  against  the  first 
emotions  of  aiiy  great  sin,  and  praying  earnestly  the  prayer 
taught  us  by  the  Saviour,  ''  Lead  us  not  into  temptation, 
but  deliver  us  from  evil,"  we  certainly  need  not  say.  There 
being  no  minister  in  Gilead  at  this  time,  Rev.  Mr.  Leland, 
of  Bethel,  attended  the  funeral  on  the  occasion.  He  preached 
to  a  very  large  concourse  of  people  on  the  text,  "  When  lust 
hath  conceived  it  bringeth  forth  sin;  and  sin,  when  it  ia 
finished,  bringeth  forth  death." 
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CHAPTER    XVII. 

segar's  narrative. 


ATTACK  ON   BETHEL. — SEGAR. — INDIANS. CAPTURE   OF   SEQAB  AND   COM- 

PANI0N9. MRS.     CLARK. THE    JOURNEY    TO    CANADA. PETTENGILL'S 

HOUSE. — HOPE  AUSTIN. — CAPT.  RINDGE. — MURDER  OF   POOR.  — CLARK'S 

ESCAPE.  —  ENCAMPMENTS     AT     NIGHT.  UMBAGOG     LAKE.  —  SUFFERINGS 

FROM  HUNGER.  —  ARRIVAL  AT    ST.   FRANCIS    RIVER.  —  INDIAN    DANCE.  — 
BRITISH   PROTECTION. — RETURN   HOME. 


"  With  liearts  unbent,  and  spirits  brave, 
They  sternly  bore 
Such  toils  as  meaner  souls  had  quelled." 

On  the  third  of  August,  1781,  a  party  of  six  Indians  from 
Canada,  in  the  employ  of  British  officers,  made  an  attack 
upon  Bethel,  then  Sudbury,  Canada,  and  Shelburne,  killing 
three  men,  and  carrying  as  many  more  into  captivity.  It  was 
the  last  of  a  long  series  of  outrages  upon  the  frontier  settle- 
ments, commencing  with  King  Philip's  war,  and  ends  the 
bloody  Indian  history  of  this  region. 

Segar,  one  of  the  three  men  captured,  who  published  an 
account  of  this  surprisal  and  captivity  after  his  return,  and 
whose  narrative  we  have  more  particularly  followed,  had  early 
removed  to  Sudbury,  Canada,  from  Massachusetts.  He  had 
been  a  soldier  in  the  revolutionary  army  on  the  breaking 


INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  235 

out  of  war,  had  retreated  from  Bunker  Hill,  and  had  helped 
to  garrison  the  fort  at  Ticonderoga. 

With  three  others  he  had  built  a  hut,  and  at  the  time  of  his 
capture  was  residing  six  miles  from  any  white  settlement. 
No  danger  was  apprehended  from  the  Indians.  Since  the 
decisive  victories  of  Norridgewock  and  Pequawket,  they  had 
appeared  perfectly  subdued,  and  lived  on  the  most  friendly 
terms  with  their  more  powerful  neighbors.  Since  the  break- 
ing out  of  war  there  had  been  some  indications  of  returning 
hostility,  but  not  enough  to  excite  alarm.  Frequently  they 
had  come  to  the  settlements,  painted  and  decorated  for  war, 
and  occasionally,  for  a  moment,  assumed  their  old  demeanor 
of  insolent  brutality ;  but  their  generally  kind  and  frank  man- 
ner quieted  all  fear,  and  no  one  imagined  harm. 

On  the  day  above  stated  Segar  and  two  others,  Jonathan 
Clark  and  Eleazer  Twitchell,  were  at  work  in  the  field  some 
distance  from  any  house.  Suspecting  nothing,  they  were 
entirely  unarmed.  Suddenly  six  Indians,  headed  by  one 
Tomhegan,  a  bold,  impudent  fellow,  well  known  to  the  set- 
tlers, painted  and  armed  with  guns,  tomahawks  and  scalping.- 
knives,  with  a  shrill  war-whoop,  sprang  from  a  piece  of  woods 
near  by,  and  made  captives  of  the  three. 

Having  secured  their  prisoners  they  marched  them  to 
Clark's  house,  the  nearest  to  the  party.  Here  they  bound 
them  down,  and,  with  threats  of  killing  them  if  they  attempted 
to  escape,  commenced  plundering  the  premises.  Clark's  wife, 
a  courageous,  resolute  woman,  did  not  admire  the  operation, 
and  determined  by  stratagem  or  fight  to  oppose  it.  While 
they  were  filling  their  bottles  with  some  rum  they  had  found 
in  the  cellar,  she  took  her  husband's  valuable  watch  and  hid 
it  in  the  ashes.  Some  old  clothing  she  allowed  them  to  take, 
without  making  any  objection  ;  but  when  they  demanded  the 


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236  INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

gold  necklace  on  her  neck,  she  plainly  told  them  they  could 
not  have  it,  and  summoned  all  her  strength  to  fight  it  out. 
In  the  struggle  which  ensued,  the  string  broke,  the  beads 
flew  about  the  floor,  and  the  Indians  were  never  the  richer 
by  one.  Not  succeeding  in  obtaining'  the  beads,  they  next 
demanded  the  silver  buckles  on  her  shoes ;  but  the  undaunted 
woman  gave  them  to  understand,  in  plain  words  and  a  shrill 
voice,  that  her  feet  and  the  buckles  on  them  were  her  own, 
and  their  safety  lay  in  not  meddling  with  them ;  and  so 
thoroughly  were  the  fellows  frightened,  that  they  made  no 
more  attempts  on  her. 

While  this  was  going  on,  her  husband  and  the  others  were 
quaking  with  fear  that  the  Indians  woul(^  become  infuriated, 
and  kill  the  whole  party  together.  Says  one  of  the  trem- 
bling captives:  "  My  fears  were  that  they  would  kill  her; 
she  was  very  bold  towards  them,  and  showed  no  fears." 

During  the  struggle  with  Mrs.  Clark,  another  Indian 
joined  the  party  with  Mr.  Benjamin  Clark,  whom  he  had 
just  taken.  Him  they  secured,  and  sat  down  to  count  their 
gains,  and  make  their  arrangements  for  escaping  undetected 
with  their  prisoners.  Twitchell,  seeing  them,  thus  engaged, 
and  somewhat  emboldened  by  the  courageous  bearing  of  the 
woman  and  the  timidity  of  the  savages,  slipped  his  fasten- 
ings, and  left  suddenly  for  the  woods,  where,  hiding  himself 
among  the  logs,  he  escaped  the  search  made  for  him. 

The  Indians,  having  determined  on  their  course,  packed  up 
their  plunder  into  large,  heavy  bundles,  which  they  fastened 
on  the  backs  of  their  prisoners.  Whether  fearing  to  take 
Mrs.  Clark  or  not,  they  left  her  unharmed,  simply  remark- 
ing, as  the  fearless  matron  followed  her  husband  to  the  door, 
that,  if  she  remained  in  the  house,  she  would  not  be  mo- 
lested ;  but,  if  she  attempted  to  follow,  she  would  be  killed, 


INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE    MOUNTAIN    HISTORY.  237 

for  there  were  hundreds  of  Indians  in  the  woods.  Numbers, 
they  might  have  thought,  would  terrify  her,  who,  if  they 
had  undertaken  to  lead  her  off  with  them  Avith  their  present 
forces,  would  have  been  quite  likely  to  have  turned  upon 
them  with 

**  Nay,  then, 
Do  what  thou  canst,  I  will  not  go  to-day  ; 
No,  nor  to-morrow,  nor  till  I  please  myself." 

It  was  now  late,  and  they  could  go  but  a  few  miles  before 
it  would  be  dark.  With  heavy  hearts  the  poor  men  trudged 
on  under  their  heavy  burdens,  their  hands  bound  closely 
behind  them,  and  their  captors  continually  hurrying  their 
speed,  fearing  their  booty  might  be  taken  from  them.  Con- 
tinuing on  as  long  as  they  could  see,  the  darkness  at  length 
compelled  them  to  halt  for  the  night  in  the  hut  of  one  Peter 
Austin,  who,  fortunately,  chanced  to  be  from  home.  Here 
they  found  but  little  to  plunder.  Two  guns, —  one  of  them 
not  good  for  anytl^ing,  which  they  broke  to  pieces, —  and  a 
little  sugar,  were  all  they  could  find. 

Tightening  the  cords  with  which  they  were  tied  until  their 
hands  were  benumbed,  they  compelled  their  captives  to  lie 
down,  and,  surrounding  them,  the  savages  went  to  sleep. 
Says  our  narrator  :  "  Here  we  spent  a  gloomy  night,  which 
none  can  realize  except  those  who  have  been  in  a  like  con- 
dition." At  daylight  the  Indians  were  astir,  and  lading 
their  captives  for  the  march.  In  Gilead,  then  Peabody's 
Patent,  they  stopped  at  the  house  of  one  Pettengill.  Pet- 
tengill  himself  was  not  in  the  house,  but  some  distance  from 
it,  in  sight ;  and,  the  Indians  calling  him,  he  instantly  came 
in.  They  searched  the  house,  as  usual,  and  found  sugar  and 
some  cream  in  a  tub,  on  which  they  breakfasted,  "eating 
like  hogs,"  but  gave  none  to  the  prisoners. 


238  INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

After  finishing  the  repast,  thej  told  Pettengill  he  must 
go  with  them,  and  to  make  himself  ready.  But  he  pleaded 
his  want  of  shoes ;  and  fearing,  perhaps,  resistance,  or  the 
danger  of  having  too  large  a  number  of  captives,  they  left 
him,  but  strictly  charged  that  he  should  not  leave  the  house. 
Mrs.  Pettengill  and  the  children,  remaining  quiet,  received 
no  abuse. 

They  had  gone  but  a  short  distance  from  the  house  when 
two  of  the  Indians  returned,  captured  and  bound  Pettengill, 
and  gave  him  his  load  among  the  others.  But.  for  some 
reason,  they  feared  him.  They  dared  not  take  him  with 
them,  and  they  dared  not  leave  him  free.  But  one  course 
was  left,  and,  after  having  proceeded  but  a  little  way,  they 
killed  him  on  the  spot.  His  wife,  a  few  days  after,  discov- 
ered his  body,  and  friends  from  Bethel  buried  it. 

At  Shelburne  the  Indians  became  greatly  alarmed.  Ques- 
tioning some  children,  whom  they  found  at  play  near  a  small 
brook,  concerning  the  number  of  men  in  an  adjoining  house, 
they  replied  there  were  ten,  and  that  they  all  had  guns. 
This  so  terrified  them  that  they  placed  all  the  packs  on  the 
prisoners,  and  prepared  themselves  to  take  to  their  heels  if 
attacked.  The  poor  fellows,  thus  loaded  down,  were  ordered 
to  cross  the  Androscoggin  river  at  a  place  where  ' '  it  was 
never  forded  before  or  since."  None  of  the  men  could 
swim,  and  how  they  succeeded  in  getting  over,  our  narrator 
says  he  ''  cannot  imagine."  The  fright,  however,  was 
groundless,  as  not  a  man  was  in  the  house.  At  the  house 
of  Hope  Austin,  which  they  passed,  they  found  money,  and 
other  booty  of  less  value,  but  left  Mrs.  Austin  unharmed, 
bidding  her  remain  in  the  house. 

They  were  now  on  the  very  outposts  of  the  scattered  fron- 
tier settlements.     Some   miles  after  leaving  the  house  of 


INCIDENTS  IN  WHITE   MOUNTAIN  HISTORY.  239 

Austin,  Tomhegan,  the  instigator  of  these  barbarities,  left 
the  party,  and  struck  out  into  a  bj-path.  He  had  nDt  been 
gone  long,  when  a  gun  was  heard,  and,  soon  after,  Tomhegan 
returned  with  a  negro,  named  Plato.  He  had  been  lurking 
round  the  premises  of  a  Capt.  Rindge,  and,  as  one  Poor  and 
Plato  were  going  out  to  work,  Tomhegan  had  called  to  them 
to  come  to  him.  Poor,  suspecting  treachery,  turned  to  run, 
when  Tomhegan  instantly  shot  him,  and  captured  the  black. 

After  learning  from  Plato  that  there  was  no  one  to  fear 
but  Capt.  Rindge  and  wife,  it  was  determined  to  march  the 
captives  to  the  house.  Rindge  was  exceedingly  terrified. 
He  not  only  submitted  patiently  to  the  plundering  of  the 
savages,  but  even  brought  them  articles  they  would  never 
have  found.  Here  the  poor  prisoners  fared  well.  While 
they  were  eating,  the  Indians  went  out  and  scalped  Poor. 
A  boy  named  Ingalls  was  seized,  but,  by  the  persuasion  of 
Rindge,  was  left. 

Having  satisfied  their  cupidity,  they  started  on.  Finding 
the  number  of  captives  too  large  to  manage  safely,  they  told 
Jonathan  Clark  he  might  return,  provided  he  would  keep 
the  path  they  had  travelled.  Suspecting  something  was 
wrong,  after  going  a  short  distance  out  of  sight  of  the 
Indians,  he  left  the  path,  and  struck  out  into  the  woods. 
As  he  afterwards  learned,  it  w^as  the  saving  of  his  life ;  for, 
not  long  after  he  had  taken  the  woods,  two  Indians  who  had 
been  left  behind  came  along  the  path,  and  would  undoubtedly 
have  killed  him  as  a  deserter. 

Capt.  Rindge' s  w^as  the  last  house  on  the  frontier,  and  an 
unbroken  wilderness  now  lay  between  them  and  Canada. 
Shortly  after  leaving  the  house,  the  Indians  took  a  large 
piece  of  spruce  bark,  and  ordered  Segar  to  write  on  it,  that 


240  INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

if  they  were  taken  by  Americans  the  prisoners  would  all  be 
killed.     This  they  flistened  to  a  tree. 

At  the  encampments  at  night  the  savages  amused  them- 
selves by  their  brutal  dances.  Says  our  author,  of  one  of 
these  scenes :  '•  During  our  tarry  in  this  place,  we  were  per- 
mitted to  sit  down  and  rest  ourselves ;  but  they  would  not 
permit  us  to  sit  together.  This  was  a  very  rocky  place.  Here 
they  took  the  hair  of  their  scalps  in  their  teeth,  and  began  to 
shake  their  heads,  to  whoop,  to  jump  from  rock  to  rock,  and 
conducted  and  acted  in  such  a  hideous  and  awful  manner,  as 
almost  to  make  our  hair  stand  upright  upon  our  heads,  and 
to  fill  us  with  fear  and  trembling.  I  had  heard  of  an  Indian 
powwow ;  but  what  tongue  can  tell,  or  imagination  can 
describe,  the  looks  and  actions  of  these  savages  on  such  occa- 
sions ?  Such  scenes  are  beyond  description.  Their  actions 
are  inconceivable.  It  would  seem  that  Bedlam  had  broken 
loose,  and  that  hell  was  in  an  uproar." 

After  reaching  Umbagog  Lake,  the  remaining  distance 
was  made  in  canoes,  carrying  them  on  their  shoulders  across 
the  carrying-places.  During  the  whole  march  the  captives 
suffered  exceedingly  from  hunger.  For  days  nothing  would 
be  given  them  to  eat ;  and,  when  so  worn  down  that  they 
could  with  difficulty  move,  old  moccasons  of  moose-skin, 
tainted  by  the  heat,  would  be  broiled,  and  bits  of  it  given 
them.  But  once  after  leaving  the  settlements  until  they 
reached  the  St.  Francois  river  was  anything  eatable  given 
them,  and  this  was  moose-meat  dried  in  the  smoke.  Most 
of  this  distance,  too,  they  travelled  with  their  hands  tied  fast 
behind  them. 

After  reaching  the  St.  Francois  they  fared  better.  Fish 
were  plenty  in  these  waters,  and  easily  taken.  Sturgeon  were 
taken   in   large   quantities   by  t'^'^hlight.      As   they  came 


INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN    HISTORY.  241 

among  the  remote  settlers,  milk  frequently  -vras  obtained,  and 
occasionallj,  says  our  narrator,  "  wc  had  good  bread  and 
milk  to  eat,  which  was  a  very  luscious  dish,  and  highly  pleas- 
ing to  us,  and  we  ate  as  much  as  we  wanted." 

But  a  short  distance  from  their  village  the  Indians  com- 
menced loud  demonstrations  of  rejoicing.  As  they  entered 
the  encampment,  it  was  dark ;  but  the  Indians  made  it  as 
light  as  day  with  their  torches.  There  were  seventy  Indian 
warriors  at  this  place.  "When  we  came  near  the  shore,  an 
Indian  clinched  me  by  the  arm,  and  violently  pulled  me  to 
him,  swaggering  over  me  as  though  he  would  have  killed  me. 
I  was  surrounded  by  the  Indians  on  every  side,  with  terrible 
countenances,  and  of  a  strange  language  which  I  did  not 
understand.  At  this  time  there  were  great  rejoicings  among 
them  over  the  prisoners,  scalps  and  plunder,  which  they  had 
taken  in  this  nefarious  enterprise." 

The  captives  were  readily  given  up  to  the  British  officers, 
except  Clark.  No  abuse  was  offered  them  amid  the  wild 
carousal  of  their  captors.  Black  Plato  stood  awhile  as  a 
mark  at  which  they  threw  firebrands ;  but,  crying  lustily, 
was  released  uninjured. 

Clark  had  completely  taken  the  fancy  of  the  Indians,  or, 
perhaps,  of  the  squaws.  They  determined  on  making  him 
their  chief,  and  had  already  "  cut  off  his  hair,  painted  him, 
and  dressed  him  in  an  Indian  dress,"  when  they  were  pre- 
vailed upon  to  give  him  up.  A  bounty  was  paid  the  Indians 
by  the  British  officers  of  eight  dollars  for  a  scalp,  or  for  a 
prisoner. 

''  We  were  here  under  guard  two  days.     After  this,  we 

were  given  up  by  the  British  guard  to  the  Indians,  with  an 

interpreter,  to  carry  us  in  their  canoes  to  Montreal.     About 

ten  Indians  took  the  charge  of  us.     On  account  of  contrary 

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242  INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

head  winds,  we  were  many  days  in  going  up  the  river  St. 
Lawrence.  The  prisoners  were  sometimes  ordered  to  march 
by  land,  with  a  number  of  Indians  to  guard  them.  When 
we  were  in  the  canoes  we  were  not  permitted  to  wear  our 
shoes.  The  canoes,  as  soon  as  we  were  on  the  land,  left  the 
shore  even  before  I  could  pick  up  my  shoes.  When  the 
Indians  came  up  again,  I  immediately  went  for  my  shoes ; 
but  I  could  not  find  them.  I  asked  for  them,  but  an  Indian 
told  me  they  had  sold  them  for  pipes.  I  found  some  fault 
with  them  for  their  conduct ;  but  they  told  me  the  king 
would  find  me  shoes.  These  were  the  last  things  they  could 
take  from  me.  They  had  ordered  me  to  give  them  my  shirt 
before,  and  they  gave  me  an  old  frock  for  it  without  giving 
me  any  back.  I  could  not  help  myself,  for  I  was  a  prisoner, 
and  in  their  power. 

"  We  at  length  arrived  at  Montreal,  and  were  conducted  to 
the  commander.  There  were  three  of  us.  They  examined 
us,  and  asked  us  many  questions  ;  —  where  we  were  taken 
prisoners ;  how  long  we  had  been  in  the  American  service, 
and  many  other  like  questions. 

' '  The  Indians  requested  the  commander  that  they  might 
keep  Mr.  Clark ;  but  he  would  not  grant  their  request.  The 
Indians  then  took  oif  all  the  ornaments  from  him,  and  every 
rag  of  clothes,  except  a  very  short  shirt.  They  now  received 
their  bounty  money  for  the  prisoners  and  scalps.  They  took 
Plato  away  with  them,  and  sold  him  to  a  Frenchman  in  Can- 
ada. Afterwards  he  was  sent  back  to  his  old  master,  Capt. 
Rindge.  The  rest  of  us  were  given  up  to  the  British.  We 
were  ordered  to  go  with  a  man,  who  conducted  us  to  the  jail, 
and  delivered  us  to  the  guard,  where  were  ten  prisoners,  and 
some  of  them  confined  in  irons.  Our  situation  now  was 
truly  distressing.     We  had  been  so  worn  down  with   hunger 


INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN    UISTORY.  243 

and  a  fatiguing  journey  through  the  wilderness,  and  distress- 
ing fears  in  our  minds,  that  we  were  almost  ready  to  despond. 
Our  allowance  was  not  half  sufficient  for  us.  In  this  place 
were  multitudes  of  rats,  which  would  devour  the  whole 
allowance  that  was  granted  to  us,  and  was  of  itself  too  small 
for  us  :  but  we  took  every  measure  to  secure  it  from  ilie  rats. 
The  lice  which  we  caught  of  the  Indians  were  a  great  annoy- 
ance to  our  bodies.  We  were,  therefore,  afflicted  on  every 
side." 

After  remaining  in  this  situation  some  forty  days,  they 
were  sent  with  others  to  an  island,  fifty  miles  up  the  St. 
Lawrence.  Here  they  remained  till  the  close  of  the  war  in 
1782,  enduring  much  from  the  extreme  cold  and  want  of 
food.  On  the  general  exchange  of  prisoners  attendant  upon 
peace,  they  were  returned  t©  Boston,  after  suffering  sixteen 
months'  captivity. 

"  I  tarried  at  Newton  some  time  to  refresh  mj^self,  after  I 
returned  from  captivity ;  and,  soon  after  the  peace,  I  returned 
to  Bethel,  and  have  made  me  a  small  farm,  where  I  have 
resided  ever  since,  and  have  reared  up  a  large  family.  I 
have  undergone  all  the  hardships  and  self-denials  which  are 
incident  to  those  who  are  engaged  in  settling  new  countries ; 
but  have  lived  to  see  the  town  rise  from  a  howling  wilderness 
into  fruitful  fields,  and  in  flourishing  circumstances,  and 
peace  and  order  promoted  therein  for  the  rising  generations 
and  those  yet  unborn." 


CHAPTER    XVIII. 

SHELBURNE. 

SITUATION    OF    SHELBURNE.  —  MOUNTAINS.  —  EVENING     DRIVE    AMONG    TilR 

MOUNTAINS. MOUNT     MORIAH. MOSES'     ROCK. GRANNY      STARBIRD'S 

LEDGE.  WHY   SO   CALLED. MINERAL   WEALTH    OF   THIS   TOWN. EARLY 

SETTLERS. MR.     DANIEL      INGALLS. MOSES     INGALLS.  KILLING     THE 

DEVIL.  —  ROBERT  FLETCHER  INGALLS.  —  SUFFERINGS  OF  THE  EARLY  SET- 
TLERS. —  INDIAN  MASSACRE.  —  TERRIBLE  ENCOUNTER  WITH  WOLVES.  — 
THE  FAMISHED   SOLDIER. 


"  Long  since  that  white-haired  ancient  slept  ;   but 
Still  ******* 
*     *  his  venerable  form  again 
Is  at  my  side,  his  voice  is  in  my  ear." 

This  town,  situated  in  Coos  County,  was  chartered  as 
early  as  the  year  1668.  It  was  rechartered  by  George  III., 
King  of  England,  to  Mark  H.  Wentworth  and  six  others.  It 
then  included  what  was  called  Shelburne  Addition,  now  in- 
corporated into  a  town  called  Gorham.  This  new  charter 
was  given  in  the  year  1771,  and  the  town  surveyed  by 
Theodore  Atkinson  the  same  year.  The  town  is  bounded 
north  by  Success,  east  by  Maine  and  Bean's  Purchase,  and 
west  by  Gorham.  The  population  in  1820,  when  it  was 
incorporated,  was  205.  In  1850  it  was  430,  indicating  a 
fair  increase.  The  Androscoggin  river  passes  through  the 
centre  of  the  town,  into  which  fall  the  waters  of  Rattle  river 


INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN    niSTORY.  245 

and  mtinj  smaller  streams.  The  soil  on  each  bank  of  the 
river  is  very  good,  producing  in  abundance  grain  and  grass ; 
but,  as  we  rise  from  the  river,  the  land  becomes  mountainous 
and  unfit  for  cultivation.  Besides  the  ranges  of  mountains 
bordering  on  the  river,  many  isolated  peaks  stand  within  its 
bounds.  Mount  Moriah,  the  highest  of  the  several  summits, 
lies  in  the  southern  part  of  the  town.  "It  was  so  named,  by 
one  of  the  early  settlers  of  the  region,  because  its  shape  or 
position  coincided  with  some  conception  he  had  formed  of  its 
Scripture  namesake."  A  writer  in  the  Boston  Transcript 
thus  describes  the  beauty  of  tliis  and  other  mountains  lying 
within  an  evening's  drive^of  the  Alpine  House,  in  Gorham : 

'•'About  six  in  the  evening  is  the  time  for  a  drive.  Na- 
ture, as  Willis  charmingly  said,  pours  the  wine  of  her  beauty 
twice  a  day  —  in  the  early  morning,  and  the  evening  when 
the  long  shadows  fall.  Here  the  saying  is  more  literally 
true,  not  only  as  to  the  shadows,  but  in  regard  to  color.  Her 
richest  flasks  are  reserved  for  the  dessert-hour  of  the  day's 
feast.  Then  they  are  bountifully  poured.  Herr  Alexander 
and  Wizard  Anderson,  when  they  perform  the  trick  of  turn- 
ing many  liquors  from  one  bottle,  to  an  astonished  crowd, 
meanly  parody  the  magic  of  the  evening  sun  shedding  over 
these  hills  the  most  various  juices  of  light  from  his  single  urn. 
Those  strong,  substantial,  twin-majesties,  Madison  and  Jeffer- 
son, have  a  steady  preference  for  a  brown-sherry  hue;  the  An- 
droscoggin Hills  take  to  the  lighter  and  sparkling  yellows, 
hocks  and  champagne ;  but  the  clarets,  the  red  hermitage,  and 
the  deep  purple  Burgundies,  are  reserved  for  the  ridge  of  Mount 
Moriah.  This  wine  for  the  eye  does  not  interfere  with  the 
temperance  pledge ;  and  the  visual  flavor  is  so  delicious,  that 
one  is  eager  all  through  the  day  for  the  evening  repast." 

Mount  Moriah  is  much  visited  by  travellers.  The  view 
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246  INCIDENTS    IN    WHITE    xMOUNTAIN    HISTORY. 

from  its  summit  is  beautiful  and  extensive.  To  the  east  can 
be  seen  Umbagog  Lake,  embosomed  amid  high  hills,  the 
highest  of  which  is  Saddleback  Mountain,  and  still  further 
to  the  eastward  the  Blue  Mountains  in  Temple,  Bald  Moun- 
tains in  Carthage,  Mount  Abraham  in  Kingfield,  and  be- 
yond all  Mount  Bigelow  in  Franklin  County.  South-east- 
erly, when  the  atmosphere  is  clear,  Portland  and  the  ocean 
beyond  may  be  distinctly  seen  with  a  good  glass.  More  to 
the  south  lie  Pleasant  Mountain,  amid  numerous  small  sheets 
of  water,  and  Lake  Winnipiseogee,  still  further  to  the  right. 
The  White  Mountains  shut  in  the  view  on  the  west. 

Near  the  centre  of  the  town  is  a  steep,  precipitous  ledge, 
named  Moses'  Rock.  It  is  sixty  feet  high  and  ninety  long, 
very  smooth,  and  rising  in  an  angle  of  fifty  degrees.  Tradi- 
tion says  that  a  hunter  once  drove  a  moose  over  the  steep 
descent,  and  his  dog,  in  close  pursuit,  followed  close  at  his 
heels,  both  mingling  together  in  one  common  mass  at  the  foot. 
During  the  early  survey  of  the  town,  the  best  lot  of  land  in 
the  township  was  offered  to  the  man  who  would  climb  this 
ledge.  One  Moses  Ingalls,  stripping  off  his  shoes,  accom- 
plished the  daring  feat,  running  up  its  smooth  front  like  a 
cat.     This  circumstance  gave  it  its  name. 

Not  far  from  this  ledge  is  another,  called  Granny  Star- 
bird's  Ledge.  An  immense  boulder,  many  thousand  tons  in 
weight,  a  great  portion  of  which  has  been  blown  to  pieces 
and  used  on  the  railroad,  formerly  rested  on  a  shelf  of  this 
ledge.  Under  this  large  rock  an  old  lady,  named  Starbird, 
many  years  ago,  took  shelter  froma  heavy,  desolating  storm 
of  rain.  On  her  way,  on  horseback,  to  see  a  sick  person, 
being  a  doctress  by  profession,  she  took  shelter  under  this 
rock,  one  night,  as  some  protection  against  the  storm.  The 
ground  was  too  wet  to  lie  down ;   so,  to  protect  herself  and 


INCIDENTS  IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  247 

horse  from  the  pelting  of  the  rain,  she  stood  and  held  him 
by  the  bridle  all  night.  In  this  condition,  with  sleepless 
attention  she  realized  all  the  terrors  of  the  storm.  She  saw 
every  flash  of  lightning,  heard  every  peal  of  thunder  that 
broke  over  her,  and  keenly  felt  every  gust  of  the  tempest 
that  swept  by  her  shallow  retreat.  Her  situation  was  any- 
thing but  desirable.  She  bore,  however,  her  exposure  with 
a  hardy  spirit,  and  awaited  the  light  of  morning  with  a  calm- 
ness such  as  few  beside  herself  could  exhibit.  At  leno-th  the 
light  of  day  began  to  appear,  but  there  was  no  cessation  of 
the  storm.  This  continued  in  its  strength,  and  the  rain  fell 
in  torrents  on  the  projection  of  rock  over  her  head.  Still 
the  wind  howled  around  her.  About  noon  the  clouds  retired, 
the  sun  shone  out,  and  she  resumed  her  journey.  It  is  not 
strange  that,  from  such  a  circumstance,  the  ledge  under  which 
she  rested  that  fearful  night  should  ever  since  bear  the  name 
of  '•  Granny  Starbird's  Ledge." 

A  lead  mine  was  discovered  a  few  years  since  in  the  north- 
west part  of  this  town,  on  a  hill-side,  and  in  the  bed  of  a 
small  mountain  rivulet.  The  ravine  is  a  deep  gap  in  the 
mica-slate  rocks  which  form  the  principal  mass  of  the  moun- 
tain, and  in  this  are  numerous  veins  of  quartz  and  brown 
spar,  with  veins  of  lead,  zinc  and  copper  ore.  The  veins  of 
ore  contain  much  brown  spar,  or  carbonate  of  lime,  and  iron 
in  the  form  of  rhomboids  and  in  foliated  masses.  The  black 
blende  fills  the  narroAV  parts  of  the  vein,  and  the  swells  or 
pockets  are  filled  with  very  pure  and  heavy  masses  of  the 
argentiferous  galena,  almost  free  from  the  zinc  ore.  Sixteen 
hundred  and  eighty  grains  of  this  Shelburne  lead  yield  three 
grains  of  fine  silver. 

On  a  Mr.  Burbank's  farm,  in  this  town,  where  the  Andros- 
coggin river  cuts  through  the  intervales,  are  large  numbers 


248  INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

of  forest  trees  buried  in  the  alluvial  soil  at  the  depth  of  from 
ten  to  twelve  feet.  The  trees  project  from  the  bank  into  the 
river,  and  are  generally  found  to  lie  in  a  nearly  horizontal 
position,  the  tops  pointing  to  the  northward.  The  wood  is 
but  little  altered,  and  is  sufficiently  sound  to  be  sawed,  many 
of  the  maples  having  been  dug  out  and  manufactured  into 
wheels  for  wagons.  From  the  magnitude  of  the  stumps  of 
trees  that  are  found  on  the  surface,  which  are  estimated  to  be 
at  least  two  hundred  years  old,  and  from  the  fineness  of  the 
strata  of  alluvial  matter  covering  the  buried  trees,  it  is  evi- 
dent that  they  must  have  been  buried  there  for  a  great  length 
of  time.  The  prevalence  of  clay  over  and  around  them 
accounts  for  their  not  having  undergone  decomposition ;  the 
exclusion  of  air  and  the  prevention  of  the  circulation  of 
water  having  contributed  to  their  preservation. 

Some  of  the  first  settlers  in  the  town  of  Shelburne  were 
Hope  Austin,  Benjamin  and  Daniel  Ingalls.  These  moved 
into  it  in  the  year  1770.  In  1772  came  Thomas  Green 
Wheeler,  Nathaniel  Porter  and  Peter  Poor,  who  was  after- 
wards killed  by  the  Indians. 

In  1780  came  Moses  Messer,  Capt.  Jonathan  Rindge,  Jon- 
athan Evans  and  Simeon  Evans,  all  valuable  men,  who  left 
a  good  impress  on  the  general  character  of  their  posterity. 
One  of  them  was  particularly  a  worthy  man,  and  conspicuous 
in  his  day  for  the  many  moral  virtues  he  exhibited.  His 
name  was  fragrant  with  piety  in  all  the  region  about  him. 
Mr.  Daniel  Ingalls  was  generally  known  and  highly  esteemed 
in  all  the  vicinity  of  the  White  Mountains.  A  sense  of  the 
divine  mercy  seemed  to  be  ever  present  with  him,  whether  he 
sat  in  the  house,  or  walked  by  the  way.  In  his  journeyings, 
he  has  been  heard  frequently,  on  alighting  from  his  horse, 
and  while  drinking  at  some  spring  by  the  roadside,  to  ejacu- 


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late,  '-How  good  the  Lord  is,  to  furnish  so  plentifully  this 
refreshing  water  to  drink  !  "  He  exhibited  religion  in  its  best 
light.  In  his  conversation  and  general  deportment  he  pre- 
sented it  in  a  manner  to  show  its  real  character.  He  was 
cheerful,  and  yet  you  would  very  seldom  say  he  verged  to 
levity ;  sober  when  he  should  be,  and  yet  seldom  seen  with 
an  aspect  of  sadness  or  gloom  on  his  face.  He  was  a  man  of 
much  prayer,  and  always  attached  as  much  importance  to  the 
duties  as  he  did  to  the  doctrines  of  religion;  as  much  to 
what  commended  its  practice  as  he  did  to  its  precept.  Many 
interesting  anecdotes  have  been  told  of  him  in  our  hearing, 
some  of  which  we  shall  here  relate.  He  once  took  a  journey 
of  considerable  length  with  Col.  David  Page  —  a  cotemporary 
of  his  living  in  Conway.  In  the  course  of  it  they  tarried 
together  during  a  night  at  the  house  of  a  friend.  On  rising, 
the  colonel  suggested  to  Mr.  Ingalls  whether  he  had  not  bet- 
ter, that  morning,  omit  family  worship,  which  it  was  his 
usual  practice  to  perform,  and  make  the  most  of  the  day,  by 
taking  an  early  start.  In  his  opinion  this  omission  of  worship 
would  be  best,  because  in  the  time  required  to  perform  it  they 
might  catch  their  horses,  and  be  ready  the  sooner  to  start  after 
breakfast.  To  all  this  Mr.  Ingalls,  often  called  Deacon  In- 
galls, kindly  replied,  ''  No,  colonel,  no  !  let  us  worship  first." 
This  was  enough.  The  colonel,  highly  respecting  the  deacon,' 
submitted.  They  took  breakfast,  and  then  had  worship,  and 
while  they  worshipped,  the  horses  both  came  up  to  the  bars 
of  the  pasture,  near  the  house,  and  stood  there  waiting  to  be 
taken. 

Another  slight  incident,  transpiring  after  his  death,  clearly 
shows  how  Mr.  Ingalls  was  esteemed  in  his  life.  His  death 
made  a  deep  sensation  in  tfee  region  where  he  was  known, 
and  that  was  widely  extended.     At  Conway  the  news  was 


250  INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

received  by  all  with  sadness.  Said  a  man  in  this  town,  as 
the  news  was  announced  to  him  in  the  field  where  he  was  at 
work  with  others,  "  How  straight  Deacon  Ingalls  went  up  to 
heaven  when  he  died  !  "  and,  pointing  upward  with  his  ex- 
tended arm,  he  continued,  "No eagle  ever  went  up  straighter 
into  the  sky  than  he  did  when  he  breathed  his  last  breath." 
This  very  serious  appearance  and  language  was  the  more 
noticeable,  because  previous  to  this  he  had  generally  been  a 
very  rude  man,  and  seemed  often  to  take  pleasure  in  annoying 
the  deacon  with  infidel  cavils. 

Moses  and  Robert  Fletcher  Ingalls,  the  two  eldest  sons  of 
Deacon  Ingalls,  came  to  Shelburne  soon  after  their  father. 
They  were  both  valuable  men,  yet  quite  different  in  their 
general  characteristics.  Their  days  were  spent  near  each  other, 
in  the  discharge  of  mutual  kindnesses,  and  still  you  would 
seldom  see  two  brothers  more  unlike.  Moses  was  quick  and 
irritable  naturally,  wdiile  Fletcher  was  more  cool  and  even  in 
his  disposition.  Moses  was  all  life  and  energy  in  whatever 
he  undertook  —  a  grand  pioneer  for  a  new  country.  No  hard- 
ships or  discouragements  seemed,  in  the  least,  to  repress  his 
energies.  He  w^as  bold  to  a  proverb,  as  his  ascent  of  the 
ledge  called  by  his  name  fully  proves.  Nor  were  his  wit  and 
shrewdness  less  than  his  courage.  He  was  especially  fond  of 
hunting  moose  and  bears. 

One  Sabbath  morning,  unknown  to  his  father,  he  joined  his 
companions  and  started  on  a  hunt.  They  followed  down  the 
Androscoggin  a  few  miles,  when  they  espied  a  large  moose 
in  the  river  eating  water-grass.  Ingalls  gave  him  a  shot. 
The  moose  escaped,  as  they  supposed,  uninjured.  On  his 
return  home,  being  asked  by  his  father  where  he  had  been, 
he  replied  that  he  had  been  out^ hunting,  seen  a  moose,  and 
had  a  shot  at  him,  but  did  not  kill  him.     To  this  his  father 


INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  251 

replied,  with  ftilse  discretion  we  think,  ''  No,  Moses  !  that  -was 
the  devil  you  shot  at,  instead  of  a  moose.  How  dare  you  so 
break  the  Sabbath  ?  "  Some  few  days  after  this,  Moses,  pass- 
ing down  the  river,  found  the  moose  dead,  killed  by  the  shot 
he  had  given  him  the  previous  Sabbath.  Returning  home, 
with  exultation  marked  on  his  countenance,  he  said,  "  Father, 
the  devil  is  dead!"  —  "What  do  you  say?"  replied  his 
father.  "  Why,  Moses,  what  do  you  mean?"  —  "Mean, 
father!  "  said  he  in  return,  "  mean,  why  I  mean  as  I  said, 
the  devil  is  dead.  You  said  the  creature  I  shot  at  the  other 
day  was  the  devil,  and,  if  so,  he  is  dead,  because  I  have  just 
found  the  creature  I  know  to  be  the  one  I  shot  at,  and  he  is 
dead  enough."  Long  after  that  the  report  went,  Moses  shot 
the  devil. 

Robert  Fletcher  Ingalls,  familiarly  called  "  Uncle 
Fletcher,"  to  whom  we  have  already  referred  as  the  younger 
brother  of  Moses,  resided,  all  his  days,  in  the  first  framed 
house  ever  built  in  Shelburne.  This  house  is  still  standing, 
owned  by  his  son-in-law,  Barker  Burbank,  Esq.  Some  of 
the  boards  on  it,  still  to  be  seen,  were  cut  with  a  whip-saw, 
an  instrument  much  used  in  early  times. 

In  his  youth,  this  Mr.  Ingalls  was  very  mirthful,  but 
afterwards  became  more  manly  and  serious  in  his  deportment. 
He  was  respected,  by  all  that  knew  him,  as  a  man  of  genuine 
piety  and  Christian  benevolence.  He  aimed  at  all  times,  and 
everywhere,  to  be  doing  good.  To  the  cause  of  temperance, 
especially,  he  was  an  early  and  ardent  friend.  The  first 
temperance  meeting,  we  think,  ever  had  under  the  shadow  of 
these  mountains,  was  under  his  direction  and  appointment. 
Among  the  various  means  he  took  to  stay  the  evil,  was  the 
formation  of  a  body,  called  the  "  Cold  Water  Army," 
designed  to  embrace  especially  the  youth  of  both  sexes  in 


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252  INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTO^^. 

that  region.  Bj  dint  of  much  effort,  he  brought  most  of 
these  in  town,  under  fifteen  years  of  age.  into  it.  He  regarded 
it  as  a  sort  of  child  in  his  old  age,  and  spared  no  toil  in  labor- 
ing for  its  extension  and  prosperity.  On  the  fourth  of  July, 
the  year  before  his  death,  in  a  procession  formed  for  celebrat- 
ing the  day,  he  was  put  at  the  head  of  his  army  and  marched 
to  the  meeting-house  to  listen  to  an  oration.  After  the  ora- 
tion, by  request,  he  addressed  the  young  soldiers  of  the  army. 
And  it  was  an  address,  as  we  have  been  told,  worth  hearing ; 
kind,  instructive  and  pathetic.  Scarcely  an  eye  in  the 
assembly  was  free  from  tears  when  the  old  man  sat  down. 

Among  many  impressiv^e  counsels  and  expostulations,  he 
uttered  on  this  occasion,  these  were  a  few :  ''I  charge  you," 
turning  himself  to  the  parents  of  the  children,  and  the  citizens 
of  the  town,  "  I  charge  you,  in  the  name  of  Heaven,  to  bring 
up  these  children  right.  Train  them  in  the  good  way  of 
temperance  an&^obriety ;  guard  them  from  evil  as  you  would 
the  most  precious  jewels  put  into  your  hands."  He  spoke  in 
this  way  till  there  was  not  an  unfeeling  heart  in  the  assembly. 
And  now  he  is  dead  we  may  suppose  he  is  still  speaking  to 
some  of  the  survivors  of  that  tearful  assembly  through  the 
sweet  and  clear  recollections  of  his  looks  and  words. 

The  history  of  Shelburne  is  strikingly  diversified  with 
scenes  of  toil  and  hardships  endured  by  its  early  settlers. 
Mr.  Hope  Austin  with  his  family,  consisting  of  a  wife  and 
three  children,  moved  into  this  town  April  1st,  1781.  At 
that  time  there  was  five  feet  of  snow  on  the  ground.  All  the 
way  from  Bethel  they  waded  through  this  depth  of  snow, 
occasionally  going  on  the  ice  of  the  Androscoggin  river,  along 
which  their  path  lay.  The  furniture  was  drawn  by  Mr. 
Austin  and  two  hired  men,  on  hand-sleds.  IMrs.  Austin  went 
on  foot,  carrying  her  youngest  child,  nine  months  old,  in  her 


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arms,  with  Judith  .the  eldest  girl,  six  years  of  age,  and  little 
James,  then  four  years,  trudging  by  her  side.  They  went, 
in  this  way,  at  least  twelve  miles  to  their  place  of  residence. 
"When  they  arrived  at  their  new  home,  they  found  simply  the 
walls  of  a  cabin  without  floor  or  roof  To  make  a  shelter 
from  the  rains  and  snows,  they  cut  poles  and  laid  them  across 
the  walls  to  serve  as  the  support  of  a  roof  On  these  they 
laid  rough  shingles  covering  a  space  large  enough  for  a  bed. 
With  no  more  covering  on  its  roof,  and  with  only  some 
shingles  nailed  together  and  put  into  one  of  the  ^des  for  a 
door,  they  lived  till  the  next  June. 

Then  they  covered  all  its  walls,  and  gave  it  an  entire  roof 
For  something  to  shelter  their  cow,  they  dug  a  large  square 
hole  in  the  snow,  down  to  the  ground,  and  covered  it  over 
with  poles  and  boughs.  This  served  as  a  house  till  the  snow 
went  off,  and  then  the  poor  cow  needed  no*^  shelter  but  the 
open  heavens.  Thus  they  lived  quietly  and  happily,  if  not 
very  comfortably,  till  August,  the  time  of  the  Indian  mas- 
sacre. 

An  account  of  this  has  been  given,  in  part,  in  the  narrative 
of  the  captivity  of  Nathaniel  Segar.  What  was  omitted  by 
him,  not  coming  under  his  observation,  we  shall  here  give. 
Segar  tells  us  that  a  party  of  Indians  from  the  woods,  painted 
and  armed  with  tomahawks,  came  upon  him  and  some  others 
while  in  a  field  at  Bethel,  bound  them,  and  after  plundering 
the  house  and  making  a  rude  assault  upon  the  wife  of  one  of 
the  prisoners,  started  them  off,  saying  they  were  prisoners 
and  must  go  to  Canada.  The  first  halt  they  made  was  at 
Gilead,  where  they  killed  and  scalped  Mr.  James  Pettengill. 
After  this  they  crossed  the  Androscoggin  with  these  pris- 
oners, and  went  to  the  house  of  Hope  Austm  in  Shelburne. 

Here  they  searched  for  plunder.  Mr.  Austin  being  away 
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254  INCIDENTS  IN  WHITE  MOUNTAIN  HISTORY. 

from  home,  they  told  his  wife  to  remain-  in  the  house,  and 
she  should  not  be  hurt.  Hurrying  on,  they  Avent  to  the 
house  of  Capt.  Rindge,  further  up  the  river.  Here  they 
killed  and  scalped  Peter  Poor,  and  took  Plato,  the  colored 
man,  prisoner.  So  far  Segar,  in  his  narrative,  has  traced 
their  course,  though  much  more  minutely  in  its  various  de- 
tails. Now,  leaving  him  to  pass  on  his  way  to  Canada  with 
the  Indians,  we  shall  take  up  those  parts  of  the  sad  scene 
which  he  did  not  witness.  Hope  Austin,  who  was  at  Capt. 
Rindge's  at  the  time  the  Indians  and  their  prisoners  went  into 
his  own  house,  when  they  approached  Capt.  Rindge' s,  after 
seeing  Poor  killed,  and  Plato  taken  prisoner,  fled  immediately 
across  the  Androscoo^orin.  Followino;  down  this  river  a  mile 
or  two,  he  came  to  the  house  of  Mr.  Daniel  Ingalls.  Here 
he  found  his  three  children.  His  wife  had  been  here,  brought 
over  the  river  in  a  boat  by  Mr.  Ingalls,  but  had  just  gone 
back  to  her  house  on  an  important  errand.  The  children 
came,  qne  with  a  Mrs.  Wentworth,  who  waded  the  river  with 
it  in  her  arms,  and  the  other  two  in  the  boat  with  their 
mother.  Mrs.  Austin  had  gone  back  to  her  house  just  before 
her  husband  came,  in  company  with  Mrs.  Wentworth,  to  get 
some  meal  and  bring  it  to  Ingalls' ,  she  having  more  of  that 
article  than  any  other  one  in  the  vicinity.  Very  soon  after 
Austin  arrived  at  Mr.  Ingalls',  most  of  the  neighbors  came 
hurrying  in,  excited  by  the  news  of  the  sad  affair  that  had 
just  taken  place  near  Rindge' s  house. 

Mrs.  Austin  and  Mrs.  "Wentworth  not  returning  so  soon  as 
they  were  expected,  the  whole  company  crossed  the  river  and 
went  to  Mr.  Austin's  house.  Here  they  found  them  making 
all  haste  to  gather  the  meal  and  return  to  Mr.  Ingalls'.  But 
after  consulting  awhile,  and  reflecting  that  there  might  be 
danger  in  all  the  houses,  they  concluded  to  take  the  meal 


INCIDENTS  IN  WHITE  MOUNTAIN  HISTORY.  ZOD 

and  some  maple  sugar,  and  go  to  the  top  of  a  mountain  near 
by,  and  spend  the  night.  They  did  this,  and,  after  ascending 
its  precipitous  side,  spent  the  night  on  the  summit,  in  full 
hearing  of  the  whoopings  and  shoutings  of  the  Indians.  From 
this  circumstance  the  mountain  has  since  been  called  "  Hark 
Hill." 

Finding,  on  their  return  from  this  mountain  the  following 
morning,  that  there  were  signs  of  Indians  still  in  the  neigh- 
borhood, they  fled  to  Fryburg,  all  the  way  through  the 
forest,  fifty-nine  miles  from  Shelburne.  Here  they  remained 
till  the  danger  was  passed.  Then  again  they  sought  their 
home  in  the  wilderness.  The  season  being  unpropitious,  the 
return  company,  numbering  about  twelve  persons,  old  and 
young,  made  their  way  back  through  many  hardships  and 
sufferings.  It  was  March,  and  a  large  quantity  of  snow  was 
on  the  ground.  Their  journey  about  half  accomplished,  they 
encountered  a  terrible  storm  of  rain.  The  men  were  com- 
pelled to  stand  out  in  the  open  air,  and  buffet  its  force  through 
one  whole  night,  while  the  women  and  children  were  protected 
from  it  only  by  ticks  of  beds  drawn  over  poles.  These 
exposures  they  endured  with  noble  courage,  and  at  length 
reached  the  end  of  their  journey. 

One  of  the  most  terrible  encounters  with  wolves  ever  put 
on  record  is  said  to  have  taken  place  in  this  town,  A  Mr. 
Austin,  returning  home  on  a  time  with  his  team,  overtook  an 
Indian,  bent  almost  double  with  the  heavy  pack  on  his  back. 
Kindly  he  offered  the  Indian  a  ride,  which  the  weary  man 
gladly  accepted.  During  the  ride,  Austin  asked  the  Indian 
his  name.  He  replied,  somewhat  facetiously,  that  John 
Peter  or  Peter  John  suited  him,  just  which  it  pleased  the 
fancies  of  others  to  call  him.  At  the  junction  of  two  roads 
they  separated,  the  Indian  shouldering  again  his  heavy  load, 


256  INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN    HISTORY. 

and  going  in  an  opposite  direction  to  the  team.  After  leav- 
ing Mr.  Austin,  a  pack  of  famished  wolves  attacked  the  poor 
Indian  with  all  the  fury  of  starvation.  How  long  the  hattle 
lasted  we  know  not,  nor  how  many  remained  of  the  hungry- 
pack  to  devour  the  Indian ;  but  when  the  spot  was  visited 
not  long  after,  seven  carcasses  of  huge  wolves  lay  beside  the 
clothes  and  bones  of  their  slayer.  Seven  of  the  monsters  he 
had  slain  ere  he  himself  yielded  the  struggle. 

Leaving  the  Atlantic  and  St.  Lawrence  railroad  at  Straf- 
ford, and  following  up  the  Connecticut  river  to  the  boundary 
between  New  Hampshire  and  Canada,  you  come  to  a  little 
river,  one  of  the  tributaries  of  the  Connecticut,  called 
"  Hall's  Stream."  On  its  bank  a  poor  soldier  named  Hall 
was  drowned.  The  starved  man  dragged  his  skeleton  body 
to  the  bank  of  the  stream  to  drink.  His  head  hung  over  a 
little  descent,  and,  unable  to  raise  it,  he  drowned,  the  water 
playing  with  his  long  hair  when  he  was  found. 

At  the  time  of  the  deplorable  situation  of  the  American 
army  near  Quebec,  especially  after  the  fall  of  the  lamented 
Montgomery,  the  commander  in  the  unsuccessful  attack  upon 
it,  things  became  so  distressing,  that  desertion  among  the 
famished  soldiers  was  deemed  almost  a  virtue.  Twelve  of 
them  made  their  appearance  in  Shclburne  in  the  autumn  of 
1776.  They  were  first  discovered  by  a  negro  in  the  employ- 
ment of  Capt.  Rindge,  who  succeeded,  after  much  persuasion, 
in  inducing  them  to  follow  him  to  the  house  of  his  master. 
Here,  so  far  exhausted  were  they  with  hunger,  that  they 
required  the  strictest  attention  in  order  to  be  kept  alive. 

As  soon  as  they  were  sufficiently  recruited,  they  gave  an 
account  of  the  scenes  through  which  they  had  passed.  They 
told  how  they  succeeded  in  getting  away  from  the  army  near 
Quebec.     They  followed  the  course  of  the  Chaudiere  river 


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for  a  long  distance,  till  at  length  they  crossed  the  high  lands 
and  came  to  the  Magallaway  river,  down  which  they  passed 
to  its  confluence  with  Clear  Stream,  at  a  place  called  Enrol. 
Here  they  left  one  of  their  number,  too  feeble  to  follow  them 
any  further.  On  receiving  this  information,  Capt.  Rindge 
immediately  prepared  himself  with  provisions  and  other  things 
necessary  for  a  journey  in  the  wilderness,  and  started  in 
quest  of  the  soldier  left  behind.  He  took  with  him  Moses 
Ingalls,  to  whom  we  have  already  referred,  then  a  young 
man  about  twenty  years  of  age.  With  great  speed  and  toil 
they  pursued  their  course  till  they  came  to  the  place  desig- 
nated by  the  soldiers  in  Shelburne  as  the  one  where  tjj^y  left 
their  fainting  comrade.  After  looking  round,  they  soon  found 
him.  He  had  moved  but  little  from  the  spot  where  he  had 
been  left.  He  lay  nearly  across  his  gun,  with  his  long  hair 
in  the  water,  dead.  They  buried  him  on  the  shore  of  the 
stream,  and,  as  a  memorial  of  the  poor  fellow,  changed  the 
name  of  the  little  river  from  Clear  to  "Hall's  Stream." 
22* 


CHAPTER    XIX 

GORHAM. 


WHITK    MOUNTAIN     INDIANS. COL.    CLARK.  MOLLY    OCKETT. PEOL   STTS- 

UP. INDIAN    ELOQUENCE.  —  GORHAM. INFLUENCE    OF    THE     RAILROAD 

UPO  *IT.  —  ALPINE   HOUSE.  GLEN   HOUSE. MOUNT   WASHINGTON   ROAD. 

CARRIAGES. BUILDING  OF  THE    "  SUMMIT  HOUSE." WEATHER  ON  THE 

SUMMIT  IN    MAT.  —  ORIGIN   OF    PEABODY    RIVER.  —  WONDERFUL    ENDUR- 
ANCE  OP   COLD. 


A  FEW  things  remain  yet  to  be  said  concerning  the  White 
Mountain  Indians.  Amid  the  obscurity  and  uncertainty 
which  shroud  the  many  traditions  respecting  them,  we  think 
the  following  facts  to  be  authentic.  During  the  last  years  of 
the  American  Revolution,  the  northern  Indians  seem  to  have 
determined  to  make  a  final  struggle  for  their  hunting-grounds 
and  home,  and  Pennacook,  or  Rumford  Palls,  in  Maine,  was 
selected  as  the  scene  of  their  resistance  to  white  encroachments. 
No  general  battle  was  fought,  but  after  committing  many 
murders  and  barbarities  on  the  settlers,  and  greatly  annoying 
them,  they  retired,  forgetting  their  revenge  in  the  sad  and 
weak  condition  of  their  tribe.  One  Tom  Hegan,  whom  we 
have  before  mentioned,  was  particularly  active  in  waylaying 
and  killing  -the  whites.  He  figures  conspicuously  in  all  the 
cruel  Indian  stories  of  this  region.  Sometimes  in  the  employ 
of  the  British,  and  sometimes  impelled  onward  by  his  own 


INCIDENTS  IN  WHITE  MOUNTAIN  HISTORY.  259 

deep  hatred,  he  was  very  bold,  and  bloody,  and  barbarous, 
and  for  a  long  time  a  terror  to  the  settlers. 

A  Col.  Clark,  of  Boston,  had  been  in  the  habit  of  visiting 
annually  the  White  Mountains,  and  trading  for  furs.  He 
had  thus  become  acquainted  with  all  the  settlers  and  many 
of  the  Indians.  He  was  much  esteemed  for  his  honesty,  and 
his  visits  were  looked  forward  to  with  much  interest.  Tom 
Hegan  had  formed  the  design  of  killing  him,  and,  contrary 
to  his  usual  shrewdness,  had  disclosed  his  plans  to  some  of 
his  companions.  One  of  them,  in  a  drunken  spree,  told  the 
secret  to  Molly  Ockett,  a  squaw  who  had  been  converted  to 
Christianity,  and  was  much  loved  and  respected  by  the  whites. 
She  determined  to  save  Clark's  life.  To  do  it,  she  must 
traverse  a  wilderness  of  many  miles  to  his  camp.  But 
nothing  daunted  the  courageous  and  faithful  woman.  Setting 
out  early  in  the  evening  of  the  intended  massacre,  she  reached 
Clark's  camp  just  in  season  for  him  to  escape.  Tom  Hegan 
had  already  killed  two  of  Clark's  companions,  encamped  a 
mile  or  two  from  him.  He  made  good  his  escape,  with  his 
noble  preserver,  to  the  settlements.  Col.  Clark's  gratitude 
knew  no  bounds.  In  every  way  he  sought  to  reward  the 
kind  squaw  for  the  noble  act  she  had  performed.  For  a  long 
time  she  resisted  all  his  attempts  to  repay  her,  until  at  last, 
overcome  by  his  earnest  entreaties  and  the  difficulty  of  sustain- 
ing herself  in  her  old  age,  she  became  an  inmate  of  his  fam- 
ily, in  Boston.  For  a  year  she  bore,  with  a  martyr's  endur- 
ance, the  restraints  of  civilized  life ;  but  at  length  she  could 
do  it  no  longer.  She  must  die,  she  said,  in  the  great  forest, 
amid  the  trees,  the  companions  of  her  youth.  Devotedly 
pious,  she  sighed  for  the  woods,  where,  under  the  clear  blue 
sky,  she  might  pray  to  God  as  she  had  when  first  converted. 
Clark  saw  her  distress,  and  built  her  a  wigwam  on  the  Falls 


260  INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE    MOUNTAIN    HISTORY. 

of  the  Pennacook,  and  there  supported  her  the  remainder  of 
her  days.  Often  did  he  visit  her,  bringing  the  necessary 
provision  for  her  sustenance. 

It  is  the  tragical  end  of  this  same  Tom  Hegan,  we  think, 
which  is  so  commonly  remembered  by  many  of  the  old  inhab- 
itants in  Maine,  even  to  this  day.  "He  was  tied  upon  a 
horse,  with  spurs  on  his  heels,  in  such  a  manner  that  the 
spurs  continually  goaded  the  animal.  When  the  horse  was 
set  at  liberty,  he  ran  furiously  through  an  orchard,  and  the 
craggy  limbs  of  the  trees  tore  him  to  pieces." 

A  daughter  of  this  Molly  Ockett  married  one  Peol  Susup, 
we  think  the  one  who  was  afterwards  tried  for  murder  at 
Castine.  This  Peol  Susup  was  a  Penobscot  Indian  ;  but  the 
northern  and  eastern  tribes  freely  intermarried,  we  believe. 
"  All  the  tribes  between  the  Saco  and  the  St.  John,  both  in- 
clusive, are  brothers." 

As  a  specimen  of  Indian  oratory,  the  speech  of  John 
Neptune,  the  chief  of  the  tribe,  at  the  trial  of  Susup,  may 
not  be  uninteresting.  "  The  case  was  nearly  as  follows  :  — 
On  the  evening  of  the  28th  of  June,  1816,  this  Indian  was 
intoxicated,  and  at  the  tavern  of  one  Knight,  at  Bangor 
(whether  he  had  procured  liquor  there  with  which  to  intoxi- 
cate himself,  we  are  not  informed)  ;  and  being  noisy  and  tur- 
bulent. Knight  endeavored  to  expel  him  from  his  house. 
Having  thrust  him  out  of  doors,  he  endeavored  to  drive  him 
away,  and  in  the  attempt  was  stabbed,  and  immediately  died. 
On  his  arrest,  Susup  acknowledged  his  guilt,  but  said  he  was 
in  liquor,  and  that  Knight  abused  him,  or  he  had  not  done 
it.  Being  brought  to  trial  in  June,  the  next  year,  at  Cas- 
tine, by  advice  of  counsel  he  pleaded  not  guilty ;  and,  after  a 
day  spent  in  his  trial,  a  verdict  was  rendered  according  to 
the  defence  set  up,  manslaughter. 


INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE    MOUNTAIN    HISTORY.  261 

,'*' After  the  sentence  was  declared,  Susup  was  asked  bj  the 
court  if  he  had  anything  to  say  for  himself;  to  which  he 
replied,  '  John  !N'eptune  will  speak  for  me.'  Neptune  rose 
up,  and,  having  advanced  towards  the  judges,  deliberately 
said,  in  English : 

"  '  You  know  your  people  do  my  Indians  great  deal  wrong. 
They  abuse  them  very  much,  —  yes,  they  murder  them. 
Then  they  walk  right  off ;  nobody  touches  them.  This 
makes  my  heart  burn.  Well,  then,  my  Indians  say,  "We 
will  go  kill  your  very  bad  and  wicked  men."  No,  I  tell  'em, 
never  do  that  thing  —  we  are  brothers.  Some  time  ago,  a 
very  bad  man  about  Boston  shot  an  Indian  dead.  Your 
people  said,  surely  he  should  die  ;  but  it  was  not  so.  In  the 
great  prison-house  he  eats  and  lives  to  this  day.  Certainly 
he  never  dies  for  killing  Indian.  My  brother  say  let  that 
bloody  man  go  free  —  Peol  Susup  too.  So  we  wish.  Hope 
fills  the  hearts  of  us  all.  Peace  is  good.  These  my  In- 
dians love  it  well.  They  smile  under  its  shade.  The  white 
men  and  re(J  men  must  be  always  friends.  The  Great  Spirit 
is  our  father.     I  speak  what  I  feel.' 

'•  Susup  was  sentenced  to  another  year's  imprisonment, 
and  required  to  find  sureties  for  keeping  the  peace  two  years 
in  the  penal  sum  of  five  hundred  dollars,  when  John  Nep- 
tune, Squire  Jo  Merry  Neptune,  of  his  own  tribe.  Captain 
Solmond,  from  Passamaquoddy,  and  Captain  Jo  Tomer, 
from  the  river  St.  John,  became  his  sureties  in  the  cogni- 
zance " 

Gorham  is  a  rough,  unproductive  township,  lying  on  the 
northerly  base  of  the  mountains.  It  was  formerly  called 
Shelburne  Addition ;  but  was  incorporated  by  its  present 
name,  June  18th,  1836.  Numerous  streams  descend  from 
the  mountains,  through  this  town,  into  the  Androscoggin. 


262  INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN    UISTORY. 

The  opening  of  the  Atlantic  and  St.  Lawrence  Railroad  brought 
this  little  town  out  from  the  greatest  obscurity,  and  it  has 
become  one  of  the  great  resorts  for  the  travelling  community. 
Its  peculiarly  favorable  situation  for  viewing  the  mountains 
■was  never  known,  until  travellers,  posting  through  its  borders 
for  other  destinations,  were  compelled  to  admire  its  beauties. 

Immediately  on  the  completion  of  the  railroad  to  this 
point,  the  Alpine  House  was  erected,  and  the  announcement 
made  that  the  cars  set  passengers  down  at  the  very  base  of 
the  White  Mountains.  People,  for  a  moment,  were  dumb 
with  astonishment.  It  had  never  been  supposed  that  there 
was  any  north  or  south,  or  east  or  west,  to  these  old  heights ; 
but  that  every  one  who  visited  them  must  make  up  his  mind 
for  a  long  stage-coach  ride  through  Conway  or  Littleton, 
and  ultimately  be  set  down  at  the  Crawford  or  Fabyan's. 
That  the  cars  should  actually  carry  visitors  to  the  base  of  the 
mountains  was  something  which  every  one  had  supposed 
would  take  place  in  the  far-off  future,  but  not  until  they 
themselves  had  ceased  to  travel ;  but  it  was  certainly  so ; 
and  the  Alpine  House  and  Gorham  had  become  familiar 
words  to  travellers. 

The  Alpine  House  is  a  large  hotel,  owned  by  the  railroad 
company.  It  is  some  distance  from  the  base  of  the  moun- 
tains, which  are  seldom  ascended  from  this  point ;  but  for 
quiet  and  comfort,  and  beautiful  drives,  it  is  surpassed  by  no 
house  at  the  mountains.  A  beautiful  little  village  has  sprung 
up  around  it,  consisting  mostly  of  buildings  owned  by  the 
company.  The  post-ofl5ce  is  kept  here,  and  the  telegraph 
aifords  an  excellent  opportunity  to  business  men  to  visit  the 
mountains,  and  attend  to  their  business  at  the  same  time. 
Mount  Moriah,  Randolph  Hill,  Berlin  Falls,  and  .Lary's, 
should  all  be  visited  before  the  traveller  takes  his  departure. 


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INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  263 

The  Glen  House  is  seven  miles  from  the  Alpine  House,  in 
the  vallev  of  the  Peabodj  river,  immediately  under  Mount 
Washington,  and  in  the  midst  of  the  loftiest  summits  in  the 
■whole  mountain  district.  The  house  is  situated  in  Bellows' 
Clearing,  which  contains  about  a  hundred  acres.  For  a  base 
view  of  the  mountains,  no  spot  could  be  selected  so  good. 
Several  huge  mountains  show  themselves  proudly  to  view,  in 
front  of  the  piazza,  nothing  interveni'ng  to  obscure  their  giant 
forms.  ' '  You  see  them  before  you  in  all  their  noble,  calm 
and  silent  grandeur,  severally  seeming  the  repose  of  power  and 
strength.  On  the  left  is  the  mountain  bearing  the  uwrthiest 
name  our  country  ever  gave  us.  Toward  the  right  of  its 
rock-crowned  summit  rise,  in  full  view,  the  celebrated  peaks 
of  Adams  and  Jefferson  —  the  one  pointed,  the  other  rounded. 
On  both  -wings  of  these  towering  summits  are  the  tops  of 
lesser  elevations.  In  an  opposite  direction,  fronting  the 
'  patriot  group,'  of  gigantic  forms,  is  the  long,  irregular 
rise  of  Carter  Mountains." 

The  carriage  road*  to  the  summit  of  Mount  Washington 
starts  from  this  point.  We  have  described  this  road  in  a 
previous  chapter,  but  find  the  following  additional  facts  in  a 
late  Boston  paper.  Such  a  gigantic  enterprise  cannot  be  too 
often  referred  to.  ''  The  Mount  Washington  Road  Company 
are  now  pushing  on  the  work  of  grading  up  the  mountain, 
as  rapidly  as  possible.  Between  two  and  three  miles  are  fin- 
ished, and  the  whole  is  to  be  completed  this  fall.  The  car- 
riages, of  which  we  have  just  seen  a  model,  are  to  be  of 
omnibus  form,  each  to  hold  twelve  persons.  The  vehicles 
are  to  be  drawn  by  four  horses.  The  passengers  will  not  sit 
facing  each  other,  nor  facing  the  front,  but  half  way  between 
these  two  positions.     A  separate  seat  is  arranged  for  each 

♦  See  engraviog  of  Carriage  Road,  page  89.  The  Hotel  seen  at  the  summit 
of  Mount  "Washington  in  the  engraving  is  not  yet  built. 


264  IXCIDENTS   IN    WHITE    MOUNTAIN    UISTORY. 

passenger,  and  each  carriage  has  only  twelve  seats  inside. 
Tlie  body  of  the  carriage  is  so  arranged  as  to  be  raised  in 
front  in  ascending,  and  in  the  rear  in  descending  the  moun- 
tains, so  as  to  always  keep  the  body  on  a  level.  The  brake 
is  80  applied  to  the  wheels  as  to  insure  perfect  safety,  being 
operated  much  in  the  same  way  as  railroad-car  brakes. 
The  only  difference  is,  that  these  are  moved  by  the  feet  of 
the  driver  instead  of  his  hands.  A  safety-strap  passes  up 
into  the  carriage,  and,  by  a  ring  lying  on  the  bottom,  the 
motion  of  the  horses  may  be  arrested  by  any  one  of  the  pas- 
sengers, if  necessary. 

"The  carriages  are  to  be  built  by  Downing  and  Sons,  Con- 
cord, N.  H.,  and  with  a  view  of  embodying  these  improve- 
ments, which  are  all  made  by  D.  0.  Macomber,  Esq.,  Presi- 
dent of  the  Road  Company,  they  have  constructed  the  model 
examined  by  us  yesterday.  The  character  of  Downing  and 
Sons,  and  their  fame  as  omnibus  and  carriage  builders,  is  a 
guaranty  that  the  workmanship  will  be  of  a  superior  kind, 
and  worthy  of  the  elevated  use  of  the  vehicles." 

The  building  of  the  Summit  House,  on  the  top  of  Mount 
Washington,  was  a  noble  undertaking.  No  one  but  a  Yankee 
would  ever  have  thought  of  building  a  house  where  hereto- 
fore men  had  hardly  been  able,  on  account  of  the  cold,  and 
wind,  and  storms,  to  remain  long  enough  to  obtain  a  satisfac- 
tory view  of  what  surrounded  them.  The  bold  thought,  we 
believe,  is  due  to  Joseph  S.  Hall,  who  was  a  guide  from  the 
Notch  House  for  many  years,  and  who  saw  the  necessity  of 
a  shelter  at  the  summit, 

Mr.  Hall  disclosed  his  plans  to  a  Mr.  Rosebrook,  a  brother 
farmer  of  Jefferson,  and  together  they  determined  to  under- 
take the  task.  No  one  surely  owned  the  top  of  Mount 
"WashingtcHi ;  no  one  ever  thought  of  owning  it,  save  one 


INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  265 

Nazro.  a  moon-mad  Jew,  who  sought  to  estabh'sh  tolls  around 
the  summit,  and  himself  sat  down  to  collect  the  fees*  But  to 
make  all  sure,  a  lawyer  was  employed  to  search  the  records 
at  Concord,  and  it  was  fully  ascertained  that  the  State  of 
New  Hampshire  had  never  granted  to  any  one  the  acre  of 
solid  rock  which  crowned  Mount  Washington.  J.  M.  Thomp- 
son, Esq.,  the  landlord  of  the  Glen  House,  granted  them  for 
a  small  compensation  the  use  of  his  bridle-path,  over  which 
to  transport  their  material ;  and  the  j&rst  day  of  June,  1852, 
they  broke  ground,  or  rather  rock,  for  their  house,  and,  the 
twenty-fifth  day  of  July,  sat  down  to  dinner  in  it,  with  the 
outside  completed.  The  state  of  the  atmosphere  on  the 
summit,  during  these  early  months,  may  be  imagined  from  an 
account  of  an  ascent  made  in  the  month  of  May,  the  9th 
instant,  this  year,  1855. 

''  The  second  and  third  miles  we  found  the  snow  from  two 
to  four  feet  deep,  and  with  sufficient  crust  for  snow-shoeing. 
At  the  old  '  half-way  camp,'  we  left  our  snow-shoes,  and  pro- 
ceeded on  an  icy  crust,  so  solid  that  a  heel  stamp  would 
scarcely  dent  it.  All  the  high  mountain  streams  are  yet 
fettered  by  the  strong  chain  of  winter,  and  in  several  places 
we  were  compelled  to  cut  stepping-places  in  the  ice  with  our 
hatchets,  that  we  might  advance.  In  this  manner  we  at  last 
arrived  at  the  foot  of  the  highest  crag,  when,  trumpeted  along 
by  the  deafening  roar  of  high  wintry  wind,  a  frost-cloud 
came  over  us,  and  shrouded  us  in  white.  We  found  our 
houses  yet  firmly  resisting  the  destructive  power  that  freely 
moves  around  them  in  this  exposed  latitude ;  and  after  much 
difficulty  succeeded  in  entering  the  Tip-Top  house  by  a  back 
window.  The  doors  and  windows  of  both  houses  were  securely 
covered  with  a  glistening  crust  of  thick  frost,  and  against  the 
doors  snow  was  banked  up  so  solid,  that  even  A\ith  a  ;;oodaxe 
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266  INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

and  spade,  I  think  we  could  not  have  lived  to  cut  away  an 
entrance,  with  the  wind  and  sleet  so  strong  against  us.  I 
can  say  truly,  that,  entering  as  we  did  on  one  side  sheltered 
by  rocks  from  the  w^ind,  we  were  compelled  to  make  constant 
and  active  exertion  to  keep  from  freezing,  w^ith  thick  gloves 
and  heavy  outside  coats.  In  short,  we  went  prepared  with 
a  thorough  winter  dress." 

A  camp  was  built  about  half  way  up  the  mountain,  in  the 
small  growth  of  spruce  and  pine,  which  was  to  be  their 
home  while  building  the  house.  Several  tough,  scrubby 
mountain  horses  and  pack-saddles  were  purchased,  and  a 
number  of  stout,  able-bodied  men  were  hired.  Thus  pre- 
pared, they  at  length  commenced  operations.  A  few  com- 
menced blasting  heavy  blocks  of  stone  from  the  solid 
mountain  itself,  and  laying  up  the  walls  of  the  house.  A 
few  were  employed  down  at  the  camp  in  hewing  timbers  and 
riving  shingles,  and  the  remainder  brought  up  from  the  valley 
below,  on  their  own  shoulders,  and  on  the  horses,  boards  and 
^^Jixins^^  for  the  finishing.  Those  on  the  summit  could 
work  but  a  few  hours  during  the  day,  and  some  days  not 
any.  Occasionally,  clouds  of  sleet  and  snow  would  come 
drifting  over  the  summit,  so  frosty  and  biting,  that  the 
utmost  exertion  could  only  save  them  from  being  thoroughly 
numbed.  Their  only  safety  then  was  in  fleeing  to  their 
camp.  Thus  whole  days  would  be  spent  in  going  to  and 
from  their  work.  Around  the  summit  it  would  appear  all 
clear  and  comfortable,  and  up  they  would  go  to  their  labor. 
Hardly  would  they  be  fairly  commenced,  when  some  sudden 
storm  would  come  upon  them,  and  down  they  would  be  forced 
to  go  to  their  shelter.  Seldom  more  than  two  or  three  con- 
secutive hours  could  they  work  at  once.  The  house  was 
located  under  the  lee  of  the  highest  rock  on  Mount  Wash- 


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INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN    HISTORY.  267 

ington,  and  was  laid  out  forty  feet  long,  and  twenty-two  feet 
wide.  The  walls  were  four  feet  thick,  laid  in  cement,  and 
every  stone  had  to  be  raised  to  its  place  by  muscular  strength 
alone. 

While  these  were  laying  the  walls,  the  material  for  finish- 
ing and  furnishing  were  being  dragged  up  from  the  Glen 
House,  a  distance  of  six  miles.  Lime,  boards,  nails,  shingles, 
timbers,  furniture,  crockery,  bedding  and  stoves,  all  had  to 
be  brought  up  by  piecemeal  on  the  men's  or  horses'  backs. 
No  one  ever  went  up  without  taking  something  —  a  chair, 
or  door,  or  piece  of  crockery.  Four  boards  (about  sixty 
feet)  could  be  carried  up  at  once  on  a  horse's  back,  and, 
but  one  trip  could  be  made  daily.  Mr.  Rosebrook,  a  young 
giant,  carried  up  at  one  time  a  door  of  the  usual  length, 
three  feet  wide,  three  and  one  half  inches  thick,  ten  pounds 
of  pork,  and  one  gallon  of  molasses. 

The  walls  were  raised  eight  feet  high,  and  to  these  the 
roof  was  fastened  by  strong  iron  bolts  ;  while  over  the  whole 
structure  were  passed  strong  cables,  fastened  to  the  solid 
mountain  itself  The  inside  was  thrown,  primitive  fashion, 
into  one  room,  in  which  the  beds  were  arranged,  berth-like, 
for  the  most  part  on  one  side  of  the  room,  in  two  tiers,  with 
curtains  in  front.  A  table,  capable  of  seating  thirty  or 
forty  persons,  ran  lengthwise  of  the  room.  At  one  end  of 
the  room  a  cooking-stove  and  the  other  furniture  of  a 
kitchen  were  placed,  with  a  curtain  between  it  and  the  table. 
At  the  other  end  was  a  small  stove,  in  which  was  burned 
mountain  moss.  '  The  walls  are  perfectly  rough,  outside  and 
in  •  a  little  plaster  upon  the  inside  merely  fills  up  the  chinks. 
The  house  trembles  and  creaks  in  the  gale,  but  stands  strong. 
Says  one  :  "  The  Summit  House  is  quite  as  good  a  place  as 
a  '  cottage  chamber,'  wherein  to  listen  to  the  strain, 


'2(jH        incidents  in  white  mountain  history. 


'  Which  is  played  upon  the  shingles, 
By  the  patter  of  the  rain.' 


"  It  seems  like  the  times  of  bygone  days,  when  we  used 
to  sleep  in  a  chamber  with  nothing  overhead  but  the  humble 
roof. 

•  Every  tinkle  on  the  shingles 

Has  an  echo  on  the  heart, 
And  a  thousand  dreary  fancies 

Into  busy  being  start, 
And  a  thousand  recollections 

Weave  their  bright  hues  into  Avoof, 
As  I  listen  to  the  patter 

Of  the  soft  rain  on  the  roof. '  " 

'•The  father  of  Oliver  Peabody,  who  resided  at  Andover, 
Mass.,  in  one  of  his  excursions  into  New  Hampshire,  met 
with  an  adventure,  which  has  connected  his  name  with  the 
geography  of  the  country,  and  which,  for  that  reason,  as  well 
as  for  its  singularity,  may  perhaps  with  propriety  be  men- 
tioned here.  He  was  passing  the  night  in  the  cabin  of  an 
Indian,  situated  on  the  side  of  a  mountain,  in  the  neighbor- 
hood of  Saco  river.  The  inmates  of  this  rude  dwelling  were 
awakened  in  the  course  of  the  night  by  a  loud  noise,  and  had 
scarcely  time  to  make  their  escape,  before  their  hut  was  swept 
away  by  a  torrent  of  water  rushing  impetuously  down  the 
hill.  On  reconnoitring  the  ground,  they  found  that  this 
torrent  had  burst  out  suddenly  from  a  spot  where  there  was 
no  spring  before.  It  has  continued  flowing  ever  since,  and 
forms  the  branch  of  the  Saco  which  bears  the  name  of  Pea- 
body's  river.'' 

A  late  number  of  the  Staie  of  Maine  contains  the  fol- 
lowing narrative,  which  it  almost  curdles  one's  blood  to  read. 
We  were  in  Shelburne,  at  the  time  it  transpired,  collecting 


INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  269 

materisil  for  our  work,  and  saw  ourselves  young  Goulding, 
who  was  at  the  hotel  under  the  care  of  a  physician.  Who 
besides  these  men  would  not  have  yielded  to  death  in  such  an 
extremity  ? 

"  On  January  31st,  Nathaniel  Copp,  son  of  Hayes  D. 
Copp,  of  Pinkham's  Grant,  near  the  Glen  House,  White 
Mountains,  commenced  hunting  deer,  and  was  out  four  suc- 
cessive days.  On  the  fifth  day,  he  left  again  for  a  deer  killed 
the  day  previously,  about  eight  miles  from  home.  He  dragged 
the  deer  (weighing  two  hundred  and  thirty  pounds)  home 
througjiche  snow,  and  at  one  o'clock,  P.  M.,  started  for 
another  one  discovered  near  the  place  where  the  former  was 
killed,  which  he  followed  until  he  lost  the  track,  about  dark. 
He  then  found  he  had  lost  his  own  way,  and  should,  in  all 
probability,  be  obliged  to  spend  the  night  in  the  woods,  the 
thermometer  at  the  time  ranging  from  thirty-two  to  thirty- 
four  degrees  below  zero. 

"  Despair  being  no  part  of  his  composition,  with  perfect 
self-possession  and  presence  of  mind,  he  commenced  walking, 
having  no  provisions,  matches,  or  even  a  hatchet ;  knowing 
that  to  remain  quiet  was  certain  death.  He  soon  after  heard 
a  deer,  and,  pursuing  him  by  moonlight,  overtook  him,  leaped 
upon  his  back,  and  cut  his  throat.  He  then  dressed  him, 
and,  taking  out  the  heart,  placed  it  in  his  pocket  for  a  trophy. 
He  continued  walking  twenty-one  hours,  and  the  next  day, 
at  about  ten  o'clock,  A.  M.,  he  came  out  at  or  near  Wild 
river,  in  Gilead,  in  Maine ;  having  walked  on  snow-shoes  the 
unparalleled  distance  of  forty  miles  without  rest,  a  part  of  the 
time  through  an  intricate  growth  of  underbrush. 

' '  His  friends  at  home  becoming  alarmed  at  his  prolonged 
absence,  and  the  intensity  of  the  cold,  three  of  them  started 
in  pursuit  of  him,  viz.,  John  Goulding,  Mr.  Hayes  D. 
23* 


270  INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

Copp,  his  father,  and  Thomas  Culbane.  They  foll^yed  his 
track,  until  it  was  lost  in  darkness,  and,  by  the  aid  of  dogs, 
found  the  deer  which  young  Copp  had  killed  and  dressed. 
They  then  built  a  fire,  and  waited  five  or  six  hours  for  the 
moon  to  rise,  to  enable  them  to  continue  their  search.  They 
again  started,  with  but  the  faintest  hopes  of  ever  finding  the 
lost  one  alive ;  pursued  his  track,  and,  being  out  twenty-six 
hours  in  the  intense  cold,  found  the  young  man  of  whom  they 
were  in  search. 

''  Goulding  froze  both  his  feet  so  badly  that  it  is  feared  he 
will  have  to  suifer  amputation.  Mr.  Copp  and  MiBKulbane 
froze  their  ears  badly.  No  words  can  reward  the  heroic  self- 
denial  and  fortitude  with  which  these  men  continued  an  almost 
hopeless  search,  when  every  moment  expecting  to  find  the 
stiffened  corpse  of  their  friend. 

"Young  Copp  seems  not  to  have  realized  the  great  danger 
he  has  passed  through,  and,  although  his  medical  advisers 
say  he  cannot  entirely  recover  the  use  of  his  limbs  for  from 
three  to  six  months,  talks  with  perfect  coolness  of  taking 
part  in  hunts  which  he  planned  for  the  next  week." 


CHAPTER   XX 


drake's   version    op   CHOCORUA'S    curse.  —  POPULAR    LEGEND    CONNECTED 
WITH  THIS   CURSE.  —  CAUSE   OF  THE  DISEASE  AMONG   CATTLE  IN   ALBANY. 

REMEDY  FOR  THE   DISEASE. BEAVERS. MILITARY   INCIDENT. FRAN- 

CONIA.  —  IRON   MINE. EXTENT  OF  THE   MINE. KNIGHT'S   MOOSE  STORY. 

VILLAGE  OF  BETHLEHEM. VIEW  OF  THE  MOUNTAINS  FROM  BETHLE- 
HEM.  EARLY    SETTLEI*IENT. FIRST     ROAD    TO     THE     WHITE     MOUNTAINS 

FROM   BETHLEHE3I. EXPEDIENT   TO   KEEP  FR03I   FREEZING. FIRST   TOWN 

MEETING.  —  BUILDING  BRIDGE  OVER  AMMONOOSUCK.  —  SCARCITY  OF  PRO- 
VISION. —  EXTREMITY  TO  WHICH  INHABITANTS  WERE  DRIVEN.  —  BETHLE- 
HEM  OP  THE   PRESENT  DAY. 


*'  What  a  rich,  sonorous  word,  by  the  way,  that '  Chocorua '  is  !  To  my 
ears  it  suggests  the  wildness,  freshness  and  loneliness,  of  the  great  hills. 
It  always  brings  with  it  the  sigh  of  the  wind  through  mountain  pines." 

We  have  given  in  another  place  what  Drake,  the  author 
of  the  "  History  of  North  American  Indians,"  considers  the 
correct  account  of  Chocorua's  curse.  There  is,  however,  a 
heautiful  story  connected  with  it,  whether  true  or  not  we 
cannot  say,  which  should  not  be  passed  over  unnoticed. 

A  small  colony  of  hardy  pioneers  had  settled  at  the  base 
of  this  mountain.  Intelligent,  independent  men,  impatient 
of  restraint,  they  had  shunned  the  more  thickly-settled  por- 
tions of  the  country,  and  retired  into  this  remote  part  of 
New  Hampshire.     ''But  there  was  one  master-spirit  among 


272  INCIDENTS   IN    UHITE   MOUNTAIN    HISTORY. 

them  ^vho  was  capable  of  a  higher  destiny  than  he  ever  ful- 
filled. 

"The  consciousness  of  this  had  stamped  something  of  proud 
humility  on  the  face  of  Cornelius  Campbell, —  something  of 
a  haughty  spirit,  strongly  curbed  by  circumstances  he  could 
not  control,  and  at  which  he  seemed  to  murmur.  He  assumed 
no  superiority ;  but,  unconsciously,  he  threw  around  him  the 
spell  of  intellect,  and  his  companions  felt,  they  knew  not 
why,  that  he  w^as  '  among  them,  but  not  of  them.'  His 
stature  was  gigantic,  and  he  had  the  bold,  quick  tread  of  one 
who  had  wandered  frequently  and  fearlessly  among  the  ter- 
rible hiding-places  of  nature.  His  voice  was  harsh,  but  his 
whole  countenance  possessed  singular  capabilities  for  tender- 
ness of  expression ;  and  sometimes,  under  the  gentle  influence 
of  domestic  excitement,  his  hard  features  would  be  rapidly 
lighted  up,  seeming  like  the  sunshine  flying  over  the  shaded 
fields  in  an  April  day. 

"His  companion  w^as  one  calculated  to  excite  and  retain  the 
deep,  strong  energies  of  manly  love.  She  had  possessed  ex- 
traordinary beauty,  and  had,  in  the  full  maturity  of  an 
excellent  judgment,  relinquished  several  splendid  alliances, 
and  incurred  her  Other's  displeasure,  for  the  sake  of  Cor- 
nelius Campbell.  Had  political  circumstances  proved  favor- 
able, his  talents  and  ambition  would  unquestionably  have 
worked  out  a  path  to  emolument  and  fame  ;  but  he  had  been 
a  zealous  and  active  enemy  of  the  Stuarts,  and  the  restora- 
tion of  Charles  II.  was  the  death-warrant  of  his  hopes. 
Immediately  flight  became  necessary,  and  America  was  the 
chosen  place  of  refuge.  His  adherence  to  Cromwell's  party 
was  not  occasioned  by  religious  sympathy,  but  by  political 
views  too  liberal  and  philosophical  for  the  state  of  the  peo- 
ple ;  therefore,  Cornelius  Campbell  sought  a  home  with  our 


INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE    MOUNTAIN    HISTORY.  273 

forefathers,  and,  being  of  a  proud  nature,  he  withdrew  with 
his  family  to  the  solitary  place  we  have  mentioned. 

"  A  very  small  settlement  in  such  a  remote  place  was,  of 
course,  subject  to  inconvenience  and  occasional,  suffering. 
From  the  Indians  they  received  neither  injury  nor  insult. 
No  cause  of  quarrel  had  ever  arisen;  and,  although  their 
frequent  visits  were  sometimes  troublesome,  they  never  had 
given  indications  of  jealousy  or  malice.  Chocorua  was  a 
prophet  among  them,  and,  as  such,  an  object  of  peculiar 
respect.  He  had  a  mind  which  education  and  motive  would 
have  nerved  with  giant  strength ;  but,  growing  up  in  savage 
freedom,  it  wasted  itself  in  dark,  fierce,  ungovernable  pas- 
sions. There  was  something  fearful  in  the  quiet  haughtiness 
of  his  lips ;  it  seemed  so  like  slumbering  power — too  proudjo 
be  lightly  roused,  and  too  implacable  to  sleep  again.  In  his 
small,  black,  fiery  eye,  expression  lay  coiled  up  like  a  beau- 
tiful snake.  The  white  people  knew  that  his  hatred  would 
be  terrible ;  but  they  had  never  provoked  it,  and  even  the 
children  became  too  much  accustomed  to  him  to  fear  him. 

' '  Chocorua  had  a  son,  nine  or  ten  years  old,  to  whom  Car- 
oline Campbell  had  occasionally  made  such  gaudy  presents 
as  were  likely  to  attract  his  savage  fancy.  This  won  the 
child's  afiections,  so  that  he  became  a  familiar  visitant,  almost 
an  inmate,  of  their  dwelling ;  and,  being  unrestrained  by  the 
courtesies  of  civilized  life,  he  would  inspect  everything,  and 
taste  of  everything  which  came  in  his  way.  Some  poison, 
prepared  for  a  mischievous  fox,  which  had  long  troubled  the 
little  settlement,  was  discovered  and  drunk  by  the  Indian  boy, 
and  he  went  home  to  his  father  to  sicken  and  die.  From  that 
moment  jealousy  and  hatred  took  possession  of  Chocorua's 
soul.     He  never  told  his  suspicions ;  he  brooded  over  them 


274  INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

in  secret,  to  nourish  the  deadly  revenge  he  contemplated 
against  Cornelius  Campbell. 

''  The  story  of  Indian  animosity  is  always  the  same.  Cor- 
nelius Campbell  left  his  hut  for  the  fields  early  one  bright, 
balmy  morning  in  June.  Still  a  lover,  though  ten  years  a 
husband,  his  last  look  was  turned  towards  his  wife,  answer- 
ing her  parting  smile ;  his  last  action  a  kiss  for  each  of  his 
children.  When  he  returned  to  dinner,  they  were  dead  — 
all  dead  !  and  their  disfigured  bodies  too  cruelly  showed  that 
an  Indian's  hand  had  done  the  work ! 

"In  such  a  mind  gVief,  like  all  other  emotions,  was  tempest- 
uous. Home  had  been  to  him  the  only  verdant  spot  in  the 
desert  of  life.  In  his  w^ife  and  children  he  had  garnered  up 
all  his  heart ;  and  now  that  they  were  torn  from  him,  the 
remembrance  of  their  love  clung  to  him  like  the  death-grap- 
ple of  a  drowning  man,  sinking  him  down,  down,  into  dark- 
ness and  death.  This  was  followed  by  a  calm  a  thousand 
times  more  terrible  —  the  creeping  agony  of  despair,  that 
brings  with  it  no  power  of  resistance. 

'  It  was  as  if  the  dead  could  feel 
The  icy  worm  around  him  steal.' 

'•  Such,  for  many  days,  was  the  state  of  Cornelius  Camp- 
bell. Those  who  knew  and  reverenced  him  feared  that  the 
spark  of  reason  was  forever  extinguished.  But  it  rekindled 
again,  and  with  it  came  a  wild,  demoniac  spirit  of  revenge. 
The  death-groan  of  Chocorua  would  make  him  smile  in  his 
dreams;  and,  w^hen  he  waked,  death  seemed  too  pitiful  a 
vengeance -for  the  anguish  that  w^as  eating  into  his  very  soul. 

"  Chocorua' s  brethren  were  absent  on  a  hunting  expedition 
at  the  time  he  committed  the  murder,  and  those  who  watched 
his  movements  observed  that  he  frequently  climbed  the  high 


INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN  HISTORY.  275 

precipice,  Tvhich  afterwards  took  his  name,  probably  looking 
out  for  indications  of  their  return.  Here  Cornelius  Camp- 
bell resolved  to  effect  his  deadly  purpose.  A  party  was 
formed,  under  his  guidance,  to  cut  off  all  chance  of  retreat, 
and  the  dark-minded  prophet  was  to  be  hunted  like  a  wild 
beast  to  his  lair. 

''  Th^  morning  sun  had  scarce  cleared  away  the  fogs,  when 
Chocorua  started  at  a  loud  voice  from  beneath  the  precipice, 
commanding  him  to  throw  himself  into  the  deep  abyss  below. 
He  knew  the  voice  of  his  enemy,  and  replied,  with  an  In- 
dian's calmness,  '  The  Great  Spirit  gave  life  to  Chocorua, 
and  Chocorua  will  not  throw  it  away  at  the  command  of  the 
white  man.'  '  Then  hear  the  Great  Spirit  speak  in  the 
white  man's  thunder  !  '  exclaimed  Cornelius  Campbell,  as 
he  pointed  his  gun  to  the* precipice.  Chocorua,  though  fierce 
and  fearless  as  a  panther,  had  never  overcome  his  dread  of 
fire-arms.  He  placed  his  hands  upon  his  ears,  to  shut  out 
the  stunning  report;  the  next  moment  the  blood  bubbled 
from  his  neck,  and  he  reeled  fearfully  on  the  edge  of  the 
precipice.  But  he  recovered  himself,  and,  raising  himself  on 
his  hand,  he  spoke  in  a  loud  voice,  that  grew  inore  terrific  as 
its  huskiness  increased,  '  A  curse  upon  ye,  white  men ! 
May  the  Great  Spirit  curse  ye  when  he  speaks  in  the  clouds, 
and  his  words  are  fire  !  Chocorua  had  a  son,  and  ye  killed 
him  while  the  sky  looked  bright !  Lightning  blast  your 
crops  !  Winds  and  fire  destroy  your  dwellings  !  The  Evil 
Spirit  breathe  death  upon  your  cattle  !  Your  graves  lie  in 
the  war-path  of  the  Indian !  Panthers  howl  and  wolves  fat- 
ten over  your  bones  !  Chocorua  goes  to  the  Great  Spirit. — 
his  curse  stays  with  the  white  man  !  ' 

"The  prophet  sunk  upon  the  ground,  still  uttering  inaudible 
curses,  and  they  left  his  bones  to  whiten  in  the  sun.     But 


276  INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN    HISTORY. 

his  curse  rested  on  that  settlement.  The  tomahawk  and 
scalping-knife  were  busy  among  them  ;  the  winds  tore  up 
trees,  and  hurled  them  at  their  dwellings ;  their  crops  were 
blasted,  their  cattle  died,  and  sickness  came  upon  their 
strongest  men.  At  last  the  remnant  of  them  departed  from 
the  fatal  spot  to  mingle  with  more  populous  and  prosperous 
colonies.  Cornelius  Campbell  became  a  hermit,  •seldom 
seeking  or  seeing  his  fellow-men  ;  and  two  years  after  he  was 
found  dead  in  his  hut." 

This  disease  among  cattle  at  one  time  excited  considerable 
interest  among  scientific  men.  Prof  Dana,  of  Dartmouth 
College,  was  appointed,  in  1821,  to  visit  the  town  of  Burton, 
now  Albany,  and  learn,  if  he  could,  the  cause  of  the  disease. 
After  much  investigation  he  found  the  difficulty  to  be  in  the 
water.  It  was  a  weak  solution  of  muriate  of  lime.  He 
recommended  as  a  remedy  or  preventive  weak  ley^  or  ashes, 
or  soap-suds.  A  certain  kind  of  jniid,  however,  had  been 
discovered  by  the  citizens,  which  was  used  with  great  benefit. 
''  This  mud  is  found  on  a  meadow,  and,  during  the  summer, 
it  is  collected  for  use ;  it  is  made  into  balls  as  large  as  an 
ordinary  potato,  and  forced  down  the  animal's  throat ;  by  it 
the  tonic  effect  of  the  muriate  of  lime  is  prevented,  and  the 
bowels  are  kept  lax.  I  visited  the  spot  where  the  mud  is 
procured.  A  spring  issues  from  the  place,  and  the  water 
brings  with  it  a  grayish-white  matter,  which  is  deposited  in 
the  rill  leading  from  the  spring.  This  whitish  substance  is 
the  matter  in  question.  After  being  heated  to  redness,  it 
becomes  snow-white;  when  digested  in  an  acid,  a  slight 
effervescence  occurs,  a  portion  is  dissolved,  and  the  remainder 
has  the  character  of  fine,  white,  siliceous  sand ;  the  portion 
dissolved  in  the  acid  was  found  by  appropriate  tests  to  be 
carbonate  of  lime.^^ 


INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  277 

Albany  was  mucli  frequented  by  the  Indians  for  the  ex- 
cellent hunting  which  it  afforded.  Its  many  streams  abounded 
in  otter  and  beaver,  after  they  had  begun  to  disappear  in 
many  of  their  old  resorts.  The  beaver  ever  retires  before 
the  advance  of  civilization.  Of  the  hundreds  of  ponds  and 
dams  which  they  had  reared  on  these  mountain  streams^ 
many  of  which  were  still  existing  in  our  boyhood,  scarcely 
one  now  is  to  be  found.  Traces  of  their  dams  and  houses 
are  occasionally  to  be  seen,  but  the  ingenious  builders  are 
gone.  The  Indian  considered  them  rich  game,  and  hunted 
them  as  unsparingly  as  the  whites,  and  still  they  seem  to 
accompany  the  one  in  his  wanderings,  and  shun  the  other. 
Our  clattering  mills  and  destruction  of  the  forests  are  more 
unpleasant  to  them  than  the  wild  war-whoop  and  tomahawk 
of  the  Indian.  A  traveller  thus  remarks  on  the  peculiar 
attractiveness  of  their  young :  "A  gentleman  long  resident 
in  this  country  espied  five  young  beavers  sporting  in  the 
water,  leaping  upon  the  trunk  of  a  tree,  pushing  one  another 
off,  and  playing  a  thousand  interesting  tricks.  He  approached 
softly,  under  cover  of  the  bushes,  and  prepared  to  fire  on  the 
unsuspecting  creatures  ;  but  a  nearer  approach  discovered  to 
him  such  a  similitude  between  their  gestures  and  the  infantile 
caresses  of  his  own  children,  that  he  threw  aside  his  gun." 

The  population  of  this  town  was,  for  many  years,  very 
small.  The  superstitious  fear  of  the  Indian's  curse,  perhaps, 
—  certainly  the  difficulty  of  keeping  cattle, —  kept  its  number 
of  inhabitants  much  reduced.  The  soil  is  fertile,  and  along 
its  streams  are  beautiful  intervales,  which,  since  the  discovery 
of  a  remedy  for  the  disease,  are  fast  beginning  to  be  occu- 
pied. A  most  amusing  incident  is  told  of  one  Farnham  in 
the  first  legal  meeting  of  its  citizens.  Warrants  had  been 
sent  out  for  a  "May  training."  Every  soldier  in  town  had 
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278  INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN    HISTORY. 

assembled.  Officers  were  chosen,  and,  after  tlie  choice,  come 
to  form  the  company,  it  consisted  of  only  one  private. 
''  Looking  wistfully  upon  his  superiors,  standing  in  terrible 
array  before  him,  he  said :  '  Gentlemen,  I  have  one  request 
to  make  ;  that  is,  as  I  am  the  only  soldier,  I  hope  your  honors 
will  not  be  too  severe  in  drilling  me,  but  will  spare  me  a  little, 
as  I  may  be  needed  another  time.'  He  could  form  a  solid 
column,  he  said,  '  but  it  racked  him  shockingly  to  display.'  " 

The  objects  of  interest  at  Franconia  we  have  described  in  a 
previous  chapter.  The  town  was  granted,  under  the  name 
of  Morristown,  in  the  year  1764,  to  Edward  Searle  and 
others.  Permanent  settlement  was  made  in  1774  by  Capt. 
Artemas  Knight,  Lemuel  Barnett,  Zebedee  Applebee,  and 
others.  The  town  owes  its  rise  and  prosperity  to  the  discovery 
of  iron  ore  in  its  vicinity.  There  are  two  establishments  for 
working  it  in  town.  The  lower  works  are  situated  on  the 
south  branch  of  the  Ammonoosuc  river,  and  are  OAvned  by  the 
New  Hampshire  Iron  Factory  Company.  Their  establish- 
ment is  very  extensive,  consisting  of  a  blast  furnace,  erected 
in  1808,  an  air  furnace,  a  forge  and  trip-hammer  shop.  The 
ore  is  obtained  from  a  mountain  in  the  east  part  of  Lisbon, 
three  miles  from  the  furnace,  and  is  considered  the  richest  in 
the  United  States,  yielding  from  fifty-six  to  sixty-three  per 
cent. 

The  vein  has  been  opened  and  wrought  forty  rods  in  length 
and  one  hundred  and  forty-four  feet  in  depth.  The  ore  is 
blasted  out.  The  mine  is  wrought  open  to  daylight,  and  is 
but  partially  covered  to  keep  out  the  rain.  The  first  miners, 
ignorant  of  any  other  means  of  discovering  the  veins  than 
such  as  the  pickaxe  afforded,  wasted  much  labor  and  expense 
in  fruitless  search.  At  one  place  they  cut  a  gulley  one 
hundred  and  twenty  feet  long  into  the  solid  granite  ;  and  at 


INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  279 

another  there  is  a  similar  cut,  seventy-one  feet  in  length. 
Many  curious  and  remarkable  caverns  have  thus  been  formed 
in  the  rocky  hill-side. 

Numerous  interesting  minerals  have  been  brought  to  light, 
and  may  be  found  among  the  rejected  masses  which  have 
been  thrown  out.  The  most  interesting  and  abundant  are  a 
deep  brownish-red  manganesian  garnet,  crystallized  and  gran- 
ular epidote,  prismatic  and  bladed  crystals  of  hornblende. 

Artemas  Knight,  whom  we  have  mentioned  as  one  of  the 
first  settlers  of  the  town,  during  a  severe  famine  which  pre- 
vailed in  its  early  history,  one  bleak  December's  day,  shoul- 
dered his  gun,  and  made  his  way  through  the  deep  snow  to 
Round  Meadows  in  Button  Woods,  a  distance  of  ten  miles  or 
more.  On  his  way  he  forded  Gale's  river,  a  tributary  of  the 
Ammonoosuc,  his  wet  clothes  almost  instantly  freezing  as  he 
came  out  of  the  water.  The  water  was  quite  deep,  and  he 
was  nearly  in  the  same  condition  as  though  he  had  swam  the 
stream.  At  Round  Meadows  he  killed  a  moose  weighing  over 
four  hundred  pounds,  skinned  it  with  his  jack-knife,  cut  it  up 
with  his  hatchet,  buried  three  quarters  in  the  snow,  and  with 
the  fourth  on  his  back,  returning  to  his  hut  in  Franconia, 
again  fording  Gale's  river,  and  reached  home  in  the  evening 
of  the  same  day. 

The  village  of  Bethlehem  is  about  seventeen  miles  west  of 
the  Notch  of  the  While  Mountains,  on  the  road  to  Franconia 
and  Littleton.  The  road  here  passes  over  a  broad,  undulat- 
ing hill,  in  an  open  and  airy  situation,  which  gives  the  trav- 
eller an  opportunity  to  admire,  at  his  leisure,  the  view  of  the 
range  of  the  White  Mountains,  the  finest  and  most  satisfactory 
to  be  anywhere  seen.  Mount  Washington  is  here  brought 
into  its  true  place  in  the  centre  of  the  chain,  and  takes  the 
precedence  which  belongs  to  its  greatly  superior  breadth  and 


280  INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

height.  The  mountains  on  each  side  are  well  arranged  in 
their  proper  and  subordinate  situations  ;  the  pointed  peaks  of 
Adams,  Jeiferson  and  Clay,  contrasting  finely  with  the 
smoother  and  flatter  summits  of  Monroe,  Franklin,  Pleasant 
and  Clinton. 

Jonas  Warren,  Nathaniel  Snow,  Nathan  Wheeler  and 
others,  made  a  permanent  settlement  in  Bethlehem  in  1790. 
It  was  then  known  by  the  name  of  "  Lord's  Hill."  Like  the 
early  settlers  of  all  these  towns,  privations,  sufferings  and 
hardship,  were  their  daily  lot.  Now  their  cattle  would  wan- 
der away  and  be  lost  in  the  broad  pasture  in  w^hich  they 
roamed,  requiring  days  and  sometimes  weeks  to  find  them. 
Without  carts  or  carriages  of  any  kind,  they  performed  all 
their  labor,  piling  the  bags  of  corn  upon  the  steers'  backs,  and 
marching  them  through  the  rough  forest  twenty-five  miles  to 
mill,  when  meal  in  the  settlement  got  low.  Capt.  Rose- 
brook,  not  long  after  the  settlement  of  the  town,  projected  a 
road  and  with  others  cut  out  a  decent  path  from  his  own  lone 
hut  in  Nash  and  Sawyer's  location,  to  his  neighbors  on  Lord's 
Hill.  A  log  bridge  was  built  over  the  Ammonoosuc,  but  did 
not  withstand  long  the  many  sudden  rises  of  the  rapid 
stream. 

The  settlers  of  this  town  were  hardy,  persevering  men,  more 
nearly  resembling  Capt.  Rosebrook  than  any  we  have  before 
met.  To  help  out  their  small  stock  of  Jlovisions  a  party  went 
at  one  time  to  Whitefield  ponds  for  fish.  On  their  return  in 
the  night  a  thick  fog  arose,  completely  hiding  the  trees  which 
they  followed  as  their  guides,  and,  ere  they  were  aware,  they 
were  lost.  The  cold  was  intense ;  they  had  no  fire-arms,  and 
life  hung  on  their  devising  some  method  to  keep  themselves 
warm.  Cutting  down  long,  slender  trees,  they  trimmed  them, 
and,  placing  them  across  a  log,  with  a  man  at  each  end,  they 


INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  281 

commenced  rapidly  pushing  them  back  and  forwards,  as  men 
do  a  "  cross-cut  "  saw.  Diligently  they  plied  their  toothless 
saws  all  the  night,  working  as  only  men  work  for  their  lives. 

Lord's  Hill  was  incorporated  into  a  town  by  the  name  of 
Bethlehem,  December  25th,  1799,  and  the  first  town-meeting 
was  held  in  the  house  of  Amos  Wheeler.  The  following  year 
the  town  voted  to  raise  four  dollars  to  defray  town  charges, 
twenty-four  dollars  for  schooling,  and  sixty  dollars  for  bridges 
and  highways.  In  April  of  the  same  year  the  project  of  build- 
ing a  bridge  over  the  Ammonoosuc  was  started,  and  the  fol- 
lowing month  the  town  voted,  in  town-meeting  convened,  to 
build  the  bridge,  and  raised  three  hundred  and  ninety  dollars 
to  do  it  with.  So  scarce  was  provision  during  the  construc- 
tion of  this  bridge,  that  all  the  poor  laborers,  working  in  the 
water  all  day,  had  to  eat  was  milk-porridge,  carried  to  them 
hot  by  their  wives.  Eight  cents  were  allowed  per  hour  to 
the  men  for  their  services,  and  six  cents  for  a  yoke  of  oxen. 

So  great  was  the  famine  at  this  time  that  the  citizens  were 
obliged  to  desist  from  their  labors,  go  into  the  woods,  and  cut 
and  burn  wood  sufficient  to  make  ashes  enough  to  load  a  team 
of  four  oxen  with  potash.  This  load  of  potash  they  dispatched 
with  a  teamster  to  Concord,  Mass.,  a  distance  of  one  hundred 
and  seventy  miles.  It  was  four  weeks  ere  the  teamster  re- 
turned with  provisions.  During  his  absence  they  saved  them- 
selves from  starvation  only  by  cooking  green  chocolate  roots 
and  such  other  plants  as  would  yield  them  any  nourishment. 

The  little  settlement  of  early  times  is  now  a  flourishing 
village.  Two  beautiful  churches  send  their  spires  up  to 
heaven  from  its  midst.  Five  large  mills  for  sawing  lumber 
are  in  constant  operation,  and  a  large  factory  manufactures 
yearly  one  hundred  and  forty  tons  of  starch,  requiring  thirty- 
three  thousand  bushels  of  potatoes. 
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CHAPTER    XXI. 

GEOLOGY. 

INDIAN  THEORY    OP   THE   CREATION   OP   THE  WORLD.  —  INDIAN   IDEA  OF   THE 

CREATION    OF     THE   WHITE    MOUNTAINS. DR.     JACKSON 's     THEORY. SIR 

CHAISES   LYELL'S   THEORY. 

The  rude  Indian's  idea  of  the  creation  of  this  world,  with 
its  hills  and  mountains,  and  the  formation  of  the  fearful 
Agiocochook,  and  the  theories  of  scientific  scholars  concern- 
ing the  origin  and  history  of  these  mountains,  we  may  be 
pardoned  for  placing  in  the  same  chapter. 

''  Water  at  first  overspread  the  face  of  the  world,  which  is 
a  plain  surface.  At  the  top  of  the  water  a  musk-rat  was 
swimming  about  in  different  directions.  At  length  he  con- 
cluded to  dive  to  the  bottom,  to  see  what  he  could  find  on 
which  to  subsist ;  but  he  found  nothing  but  mud,  a  little  of 
which  he  brought  in  his  mouth,  and  placed  it  on  the  surface 
of  the  water,  where  it  remained.  He  then  went  for  more 
mud,  and  placed  it  with  that  already  brought  up ;  and  thus 
he  continued  his  operations  until  he  had  formed  a  consider- 
able hillock.  This  land  increased  by  degrees,  until  it  over- 
spread a  large  part  of  the  world,  which  assumed  at  length  its 
present  form.  The  earth,  in  process  of  time,  became  peopled 
in  every  part,  and  remained  in  this  condition  for  many  years. 
Afterward  a  fire  run  over  it  all,  and  destroyed  every  human 


INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  283 

being  except  one  man  and  one  woman.  They  saved  them- 
selves by  going  into  a  deep  cave,  in  a  large  mountain,  where 
they  remained  for  several  days,  until  the  fire  was  extin- 
guished. They  then  came  forth  from  their  hiding-place,  and 
from  these  two  persons  the  whole  earth  has  been  peopled." 

ORIGIN    OF   THE   WHITE   MOUNTAINS. 

"  Cold  storms  were  in  the  northern  wilderness,  and  a  lone 
red  hunter  wandered  without  food,  chilled  by  the  frozen 
wind.  He  lost  his  strength,  and  could  find  no  game ;  and 
the  dark  cloud  that  covered  his  life-path  made  him  weary  of 
wandering.  He  fell  down  upon  the  snow,  and  a  dream  car^ 
ried  him  to  a  wide  happy  valley,  filled  with  musical  streams, 
where  singing-birds  and  game  were  plenty.  His  spirit  cried 
aloud  for  joy ;  and  the  '  Great  Master  of  life '  waked  him 
from  his  sleep,  gave  him  a  dry  coal  and  a  flint-pointed 
spear,  telling  him  that  by  the  shore  of  the  lake  he  might 
live,  and  find  fish  with  his  spear,  and  fire  from  his  dry  coal. 
One  night,  when  he  had  laid  down  his  coal,  and  seen  a  warm 
fire  spring  therefrom,  with  a  blinding  smoke,  a  loud  voice 
came  out  of  the  flame,  and  a  great  noise,  like  thunder,  filled 
the  air,  and  there  rose  up  a  vast  pile  of  broken  rocks.  Out 
of  the  cloud  resting  upon  the  top  came  numerous  streams, 
dancing  down,  foaming  cold;  and  the  voice  spake  to  the 
astonished  red  hunter,  saying,  '  Here  the  Great  Spirit  will 
dtvell,  and  watch  over  his  favorite  children  !  '  " 

GEOLOGICAL. 

Dr.  Jackson,  in  his  report  of  New  Hampshire,  thus  speaks 
of  the  White  Mountains  :  — 


284  INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN    HISTORY. 

"  The  White  Mountains  are  the  centre  of  a  most  interest- 
ing geological  section.  If  a  measure  is  applied  to  a  correct 
map  of  the  Northern  and  Middle  States,  taking  the  White 
Mountains  for  a  centre,  and  measuring  south-west  and  north- 
east, it  will  be  noticed  that  the  secondary  rocks  are  nearly 
equi-distant  from  this  centre  of  elevation,  on  each  side  of  the 
axis,  and  the  beds  and  included  fossils  will  correspond  in  a 
remarkable  manner,  indicating  that  when  the  strata  were 
horizontal,  they  formed  a  continuous  deposit,  effected  under 
nearly  the  same  conditions. 

"If  we  estimate  the  strata  of  Vermont  and  Maine  as  horizon- 
tal, by  imagining  the  primary  rocks  which  separate  them  to  be 
removed,  and  the  lines  of  stratification  brought  to  coincide  in 
direction,  it  is  evident  that  the  whole  of  New  England  would 
be  regarded  as  sunk  far  below  the  level  of  the  ocean,  and  a 
space  would  still  remain  between  the  ends  of  the  strata 
where  the  primary  rocks  had  been  removed.  Now,  since 
the  strata  were  formed  when  the  present  rocks  were  beneath 
the  sea,  we  may  suppose  the  whole  of  the  primary  unstrati- 
fied  rocks  to  have  been  below  the  stratified  deposits,  and,  by 
a  sudden  outburst  and  elevation,  to  have  been  more  or  less 
broken  up,  altered  in  composition,  and  included  between 
masses  of  the  molten  gneis  and  granite.  Thus,  we  may  ac- 
count for  the  loss  of  a  portion  of  the  disrupted  strata,  while 
we  also  explain  the  intercalation  of  masses  of  argillaceous 
slate  in  the  primary  series,  and  the  metamorphosis  of  the 
sedimentary  deposits  by  igneous  action.  A  heaving  sea 
of  molten  rocks,  probably  bearing  on  its  surface  the  sedi- 
mentary strata,  elevated,  overturned,  and  effected  chemical 
changes  in  them,  the  results  of  which  we  behold  along  the 
line  of  junction  of  the  two  classes  of  rocks. 

''  The  reader  would  be  able  better  to  conceive  of  this  state 


INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  285 

of  things,  by  the  contemplation  of  the  breaking  up  of  a  vol- 
canic crater,  or  may  figure  the  scene  in  his  mind  by  imagin- 
ing a  frozen  lake,  with  successive  and  thick  layers  of  snow 
and  ice,  to  be  broken  up  by  an  earthquake,  and  the  whole 
mass  suddenly  frozen  while  in  the  highest  state  of  disturb- 
ance. This,  however  grand  the  scale,  would  not  give  a  suf- 
ficiently enlarged  idea  of  the  vast  movements  of  the  earth's 
crust,  nor  of  the  changes  which  the  materials  must  have  un- 
dergone in  the  immense  periods  of  geological  time ;  for  the 
action  of  a  comparatively  moderate  heat  for  ages  effects 
changes  in  the  position  of  elementary  particles  which  are 
not  duly  appreciated.  This  hypothesis  will  appear  more 
plausible  to  those  who  will  take  the  trouble  to  go  over  the 
ground  from  one  end  of  the  section  to  the  other,  noting  the 
changes  which  are  manifested  in  the  order  of  strata,  and 
considering  the  known  causes  of  chemical  action  on  the  in- 
gredients of  rocks.  It  will  be  observed  that  the  sedimen- 
tary deposits  have  all  been  disturbed  by  upheaval,  and  that 
portions  of  strata  are  included  in  the  unstratified  rocks, 
showing  their  posterior  eruption,  while,  in  some  places,  the 
fracturing  of  strata  has  been  still  more  remarkable,  a  com- 
plete breccia  being  formed  with  their  comminuted  fragments, 
and  the  thick  pasty  rocks  of  eruption. 

"  Occasionally,  the  mechanical  power  of  elevated  granite 
is  manifested  by  the  complete  overturning,  or  doubling  back 
of  large  sheets  of  mica  slate,  and  its  chemical  efiects  are 
seen  in  the  remarkable  induration  of  the  rock  along  the  line 
of  junction,  those  slabs,  when  not  bent,  being  chosen  by  the 
quarrymen,  on  account  of  their  superior  firmness. 

"  The  geological  features  of  Mount  Washington  possess 
but  little  interest.  The  rocks  in  place  consisting  of  a  coarse 
variety  of  mica  slate,  passing  in  gneis.  which  contains  a  jfew 


286  INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN    HISTORY. 

crystals  of  black  tourmaline  and  quartz.  The  cone  of  the 
mountain  and  its  summit  are  covered  Avith  myriads  of  angu- 
lar and  flat  blocks  and  slabs  of  mica  slate,  piled  in  confusion 
one  upon  the  other.  They  are  identical  in  nature  with  the 
rocks  in  place,  and  bear  no  marks  of  transportation  or  abra- 
sion by  the  action  of  -water.'' 

Sir  Charles  Lyell,  the  eminent  English  geologist,  thus 
"writes  concerning  these  mountains  :  — 

"  The  flora  of  the  uppermost  region  of  Mount  "Washington 
consists  of  species  which  are  natives  of  the  cold  climate  of 
Labrador,  Lapland,  Greenland  and  Siberia,  and  are  impatient, 
says  Bigelow,  of  drought,  as  well  as  of  both  extremes  of 
heat  and  cold ;  they  are,  therefore,  not  at  all  fitted  to  flour- 
ish in  the  ordinary  climate  of  New  England.  But  they  are 
preserved  here,  during  winter,  from  injury,  by  a  great  depth 
of  snow,  and  the  air  in  summer  never  attains,  at  this  eleva- 
tion, too  high  a  temperature,  while  the  ground  below  is 
always  cook  When  the  snow  melts  they  shoot  up  instantly 
with  vigor  proportioned  to  the  length  of  time  they  have  been 
dormant,  rapidly  unfold  their  flowers,  and  mature  their  fruits, 
and  run  through  the  whole  course  of  their  vegetation  in  a 
few  weeks,  irrigated  by  clouds  and  mist. 

"If  we  attempt  to  speculate  on  the  manner  in  which  the 
peculiar  species  of  plants  now  established  on  the  highest 
summits  of  the  White  Mountains,  were  enabled  to  reach  those 
isolated  spots,  while  none  of  them  are  met  with  in  the  lower 
lands  around,  or  for  a  great  distance  to  the  north,  we  shall 
find  ourselves  engaged  in  trying  to  solve  a  philosophical 
problem,  which  requires  the  aid,  not  of  botany  alone,  but  of 
geology,  or  a  knowledge  of  the  geographical  changes  which 
immediately  preceded  the  present  state  of  the  earth's  surface. 


INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  287 

We  have  to  explain  how  an  Arctic  flora,  consisting  of  plants 
specifically  identical  with  those  which  now  inhabit  lands 
bordering  the  sea  in  the  extreme  north  of  America, 
Europe,  and  Asia,  could  get  to  the  top  of  Mount  Washing- 
ton. Now,  geology  teaches  us  that  the  species  living  at 
present  on  the  earth  are  older  than  many  parts  of  our  exist- 
ing continent ;  that  is  to  say,  they  were  created  before  a 
large  part  of  the  existing  mountains,  valleys,  plains,  lakes, 
rivers  and  seas,  were  formed.  That  such  must  be  the  case  in 
regard  to  the  island  of  Sicily,  I  announced  my  conviction  iu 
1833,  after  first  returning  from  that  country.  And  a  simi- 
lar conclusion  is  no  less  obvious  to  any  naturalist  who  has 
studied  the  structure  of  North  America,  and  observed  the 
wide  area  occupied  by  the  modern  or  glacial  deposit 
before  alluded  to,*  in  which  marine  fossil  shells  of  livino: 
but  northern  species  are  entombed.  It  is  clear  that  a  great 
portion  of  Canada,  and  the  country  surrounding  the  great 
lakes,  was  submerged  beneath  the  ocean  when  recent  species 
of  mollusca  flourished,  of  which  the  fossil  remains  occur  more 
than  five  hundred  feet  above  the  level  of  the  sea,  near  Mon- 
treal. I  have  already  stated  that  Lake  Champlain  was  a 
gulf  of  the  sea  at  that  period,  that  large  areas  in  Maine 
were  under  water,  and  I  may  add  that  the  White  Moun- 
tains must  then  have  constituted  an  island,  or  group  of 
islands.     Yet,  as  this  period  is  so  modern  in  the  earth's  his- 

*  "  Some  of  the  concretions  of  fine  clay,  more  or  less  calcareous,  met  with 
in  Xew  Hampshire,  in  this  '  drift '  on  the  Saco  river,  thirty  miles  to  the  north 
of  Portsmouth,  contain  the  entire  skeletons  of  a  fossil  fish  of  the  same  species 
as  one  now  living  in  the  Northern  Seas,  called  the  capetan  (Mallotus  vilhsiis), 
about  the  size  of  a  sprat,  and  sold  abundantly  in  the  London  market,  salted 
and  dried  like  herrings.  I  obtained  some  of  these  fossils,  which,  like  the  asso- 
ciated shells,  show  that  a  colder  climate  than  that  now  prevailing  in  this  region 
was  established  in  what  is  termed  'the  glacial  period.'" 


288  INCIDENTS  IN  WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

tory  as  to  belong  to  the  epoch  of  the  existing  marine  fauna, 
it  is  fair  to  infer  that  the  Arctic  flora  now  contemporary  with 
man  was  then  also  established  on  the  globe. 

"A  careful  study  of  the  present  distribution  of  animals  and 
plants  over  the  globe  has  led  nearly  all  the  best  naturalists 
to  the  opinion  that  each  species  had  its  origin  in  a  single 
birthplace,  and  spread  gradually  from  its  original  centre  to 
all  accessible  spots  fit  for  its  habitation,  by  means  of  the 
powers  of  migration  given  to  it  from  the  first.  If  we  adopt 
this  view,  or  the  doctrine  of  *  specific  centres,'  there  is  no 
difficulty  in  comprehending  how  the  cryptogamous  plants  of 
Siberia,  Lapland,  Greenland  and  Labrador,  scaled  the  heights 
of  Mount  Washington,  because  the  sporules  of  the  fungi, 
lichens  and  mosses,  may  be  wafted  through  the  air  for  indefi- 
nite distances,  like  smoke ;  and,  in  fiict,  heavier  particles  are 
actually  known  to  have  been  carried  for  thousands  of  miles 
by  the  wind.  But  the  cause  of  the  occurrence  of  Arctic 
plants  of  the  phsenogamous  class  on  the  top  of  the  New  Hamp- 
shire mountains,  specifically  identical  with  those  of  remote 
Polar  regions,  is  by  no  means  so  obvious.  They  could  not, 
in  the  present  condition  of  the  earth,  effect  a  passage  over 

*  the  intervening  low  lands,  because  the  extreme  heat  of  sum- 
mer and  cold  of  winter  would  be  fatal  to  them.     Even  if 

^  they  were  brought  from  the  northern  parts  of  Asia,  Europe 
and  America,  and  thousands  of  them  planted  round  the  foot 
of  Mount  Washington,  they  would  never  be  able,  in  any 
number  of  years,  to  make  their  way  to  its  summit.  We 
must  suppose,  therefore,  that  originally  they  extended  their 
range  in  the  same  way  as  the  flowering  plants  now  inhabiting 
Arctic  and  Antarctic  lands  disseminate  themselves.  The  in- 
numerable islands  in  the  Polar  seas  are  tenanted  by  the  same 
species  of  plants,  some  of  which  are  conveyed  as  seeds  by 


INCIDENTS  IN  WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  289 

animals  over  the  ice  -when  the  sea  is  frozen  in  winter,  or  by 
birds ;  while  a  still  larger  number  are  transported  by  floating 
icebergs,  on  which  soil  containing  the  seeds  of  plants  may  be 
carried  in  a  single  year  for  hundreds  of  miles.  A  great  body 
of  geological  evidence  has  now  been  brought  together,  to 
some  of  which  I  have  adverted  in  a  former  chapter,  to  show 
that  this  machinery  for  scattering  plants,  as  well  as  for  carry- 
ing erratic  blocks  southward,  and  polishing  and  grooving  the 
floor  of  the  ancient  ocean,  extended  in  the  western  hemi- 
sphere to  lower  latitudes  than  the  White  Mountains.  "When 
these  last  still  constituted  islands  in  a  sea  chilled  by  the  melt- 
ing of  floating  ice,  we  may  assume  that  they  were  covered 
entirely  by  a  flora  like  that  now  confined  to  the  uppermost 
or  treeless  region  of  the  mountains.  As  the  continent  grew 
by  the  slow  upheaval  of  the  land,  and  the  islands  gained  in 
height,  and  the  climate  around  their  base  grew  milder,  the 
Arctic  plants  would  retreat  to  higher  and  higher  zones,  and 
finally  occupy  an  elevated  area,  which  probably  had  been  at 
first,  or  in  the  glacial  period,  always  covered  with  perpetual 
sno^v.  Meanwhile,  the  newly-formed  plains  around  the  base 
of  the  mountains,  to  which  northern  species  of  plants  could 
not  spread,  would  be  occupied  by  others  migrating  from  the 
south,  and  perhaps  by  many  trees,  shrubs  and  plants,  then 
first  created,  and  remaining  to  this  day  peculiar  to  North 
America. 

"The  period  when  the  White  Mountains  ceased  to  be  a  group 
of  islands,  or  when,  by  the  emergence  of  the  surrounding 
low  land,  they  first  became  connected  with  the  continent,  is, 
as  we  have  seen,  of  very  modern  date,  geologically  speak- 
ing. It  is,  in  fact,  so  recent  as  to  belong  to  the  epoch  when 
species  now  contemporaneous  with  man  already  inhabited  this 
planet.  But,  if  we  attempt  to  carry  our  retrospect  still  fur- 
25 


290  INCIDENTS  IN  WHITE    MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 

ther  into  the  past,  and  to  go  back  to  the  date  when  the  rocks 
themselves  of  the  White  Mountains  originated,  we  are  lost  in 
times  of  extreme  antiquity.  No  light  is  thrown  on  this 
inquiry  by  imbedded  organic  remains,  of  which  thaw  strata  of 
gneis,  mica  schist,  clay  slate  and  quartzite,  are  wholly  devoid. 
These  masses  are  traversed  by  numerous  veins  of  granite  and 
greenstone,  which  are  therefore  newer  than  the  stratified 
crystalline  rocks  which  they  intersect ;  and  the  abrupt  man- 
ner in  which  these  veins  terminate  at  the  surface,  attests  how 
much  denudation  or  removal  by  water  of  solid  matter  has 
taken  place.  Another  question,  of  a  chronological  kind,  may 
yet  deserve  attention ;  namely,  the  epoch  of  the  movements 
which  threw  the  body  of  gneis  and  the  associated  rocks  into 
their  present  bent,  disturbed,  and  vertical  positions.  This 
subject  is  also  involved  in  considerable  obscurity,  although  it 
seems  highly  probable  that  the  crystalline  strata  of  New 
Hampshire  acquired  their  internal  arrangements  at  the  same 
time  as  the  fossilferous  beds  of  the  Appalachian  or  Alleghany 
chain ;  and  we  know  that  they  assumed  their  actual  strike 
and  dip  subsequently  to  the  origin  of  the  coal  measures, 
which  enter  so  largely  into  the  structure  of  that  chain." 


CHAPTER  XXII. 

EMPERATURE  OF  THE  WEATHER  AT  THE  MOUNTAINS. 

THERMOMETRICAL    TABLE. SYNOPSIS     OF   THE   WEATHER. CO^IPARISOX    0? 

WEATHER    WITH    LOXa    ISLAND    WEATHER.  EARTHQUAKES.  THUNDEE- 

STORMS.  —  WIND. COLD   AND   FROST.  CLEARNESS    OF    THE  ATMOSPHERE. 

—  LENGTH   OF  DAYS. — SPRINGS. —  COMBUSTION. 

For  the  following  statement  of  the  weather  on  the  summit 
of  Mount  Washington,  we  are  indebted  entirely  to  the  record 
of  Mr.  Nathaniel  Nojes,  of  Boston.  Mr.  Nojes  commenced 
a  residence  on  the  summit  of  Mount  Washington,  on  the  7th 
of  June,  1853,  which  he  continued  until  noonday  of  the 
16th  of  September, —  one  hundred  consecutive  days  (with 
the  exception  of  an  absence  of  one  week), —  during  all  which 
time  he  kept  a  record  of  the  temperature  of  the  atmosphere, 
from  observations  with  a  thermometer,  commencing  with  the 
8th  of  June,  at  sunrise,  noon  and  sunset,  and  continuing 
these  observations  three  times  daily  until  the  15th  of  Sep- 
tember. 

It  has  b'een  found  by  comparison  that  the  temperature  of 
Mt.  Washington  is  more  even  than  that  of  any  other  place 
at  which  a  record  has  ever  been  kept.  Before  many  years 
have  elapsed,  physicians,  without  doubt,  will  recommend  to 
patients  who  require  an  even  and  cool  temperature,  a  residence 
at  the  summit  of  Mt.  Washington  during  the  summer  months. 


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INCIDENTS  IN  WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY. 


THERMOMETRICAL   TABLE. 


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SYNOPSIS   OF   THE   WEATHER. 

The  following  is  a  synopsis  of  the  weather  during  each 


month 


June,  1853. 

Average  temperature  at  sunrise, 
Average  temperature  at  12  M., 


43.3  degrees. 
53.5  degrees. 


INCIDENTS  IN  WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  293 

Average  temperature  at  sunset,  45.7   degrees. 

Thermometer  stood  lowest,  26th  day,  24  " 

''  ''     highest,  20th  day,  66  '' 

"  below  freezing  at  sunrise,  6  days. 

"  ''  "       at  sunset,  2      '' 

The  greatest  change  in  any  day  occurred  the  24th,  when 
the  thermometer  fell  twenty-one  degrees  from  sunrise  to  sun- 
set ;  and  twenty-six  degrees  in  twenty-four  hours.  It  snowed 
for  several  hours,  covering  the  ground,  or  rather  the  rocks, 
several  inches  in  depth. 


July,  1853. 

Average  temperature  at  sunrise, 
''               ''         "  12,  M., 

43.5  degrees. 
54.2        '' 

"                '*          "  sunset, 

47.7       "     , 

Thermometer  stood  highest,  23d  day 
"     lowest,  7th  day, 

66 
29 

There  was  no  snow  during  the  month, 
and  some  ice. 

but  plenty  of  frost. 

August,   1853. 

Average  temperature  at  sunrise, 
"  12,  M., 

44      degrees. 
51.5 

''                "          "  sunset. 

47.5 

Thermometer  stood  highest,  11th  day, 
"              "     lowest,  20th  day. 

62            " 
80            " 

On  the  eighth  of  the  month  there  was  a  severe  tempest, 
accompanied  with  hail,  which  fell  to  the  depth  of  several 
inches  on  the  northerly  side  of  the  mountain. 

September,  1853. 
Average  temperature  at  sunrise,  43.2  degrees. 

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294  INCIDENTS    IN    WHITE    MOUNTAIN    HISTORY. 

Average  temperature  at  12,  M.,  46.8  " 

"  "  ''  sunset,  44.2  '' 

Thermometer  stood  highest,  6th  day,         59  '' 

''  ''     lowest,  12th  day,        24  *' 


At  sunset,  the  tenth  day  of  this  month,  the  thermometer 
stood  at  the  freezing-point,  and  a  snow-storm  commenced 
during  the  night,  which  continued  through  the  whole  of  the 
next  day,  and  until  late  in  the  evening,  covering  the  surface 
to  the  depth  of  nearly  a  foot.  I  have  seldom,  if  ever,  wit- 
nessed a  more  severe  storm  in  the  winter  in  any  place,  than 
the  storm  there  so  early  as  September  11th.  It  blew  a  per- 
fect hurricane  at  times,  prostrating  a  telescope  stand  belonging 
to  the  proprietors  of  the  Summit  House,  w^hich  was  intended 
to  be  of  sufficient  strength  to  withstand  the  hardest  gales. 

The  following  comparison  of  these  records  with  records  of 
hourly  thermometrical  observations  made  upon  Brooklyn 
Heights,  Long  Island,  near  the  level  of  the  sea,  was  taken 
from  a  small  circular,  prepared  by  E.  Merriam,  Esq.,  of  New 
York,  "together  with  the  thermometrical  observations  made  at 
the  summit : 

''It  will  be  seen,  by  the  annexed  tabular  statement,  that, 
in  the  last  twenty-three  days  of  June,  the  greatest  change 
during  the  twenty-four  hours,  on  the  summit,  was  twenty-one 
degrees;  while  on  Long  Island,  during  the  same  term,  the 
greatest  change  was  thirty  degrees,  a  difference  of  nine  de- 
grees in  favor  of  the  summit.  In  July  the  greatest  change 
on  the  summit  was  eighteen  degrees,  and  on  Long  Island 
twenty-five  degrees;  making  a  difference  in  favor  of  the 
summit  of  seven  degrees.  The  month  of  August  was  still 
more  equilibrious,  the  greatest  change  on  the  summit  being 
but  seventeen  degrees,  and,  on  Long  Island,   but  twenty- 


INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN  HISTORY.  295 

two  degrees ;  being  five  degrees  in  favor  of  Mount  Wash- 
ington. September,  from  1st  to  15th,  the  period  named 
bj  both  records,  was  still  more  equilibrious  than  August ; 
the  greatest  change  on  the  summit  being  thirteen  degrees, 
and  on  Long  Island  eighteen  degrees;  diiFerence  in  favor 
of  the  summit,  five  degrees.  It  therefore  most  clearly  ap- 
pears that  the  temperature  of  the  summit  of  Mount  Wash- 
ington is  not  subjeot  to  such  sudden  and  great  changes  as 
the  temperature  of  Long  Island. 

''  The  highest  temperature  on  the  summit,  during  the  hun- 
dred days,  was  sixty-six  degrees,  which  was  at  noon  on  the 
20th  of  June  and  23d  of  July ;  and,  on  Long  Island,  during 
the  same  time,  the  highest  was  ninety-seven  degrees,  and  was 
on  the  twenty- first  of  June. 

"  The  lowest  temperature  on  the  summit  in  June,  was  on 
the  24th  of  that  month ;  twenty-four  degrees,  or  eight  degrees 
below  the  freezing-point ;  in  July,  on  the  7th,  twenty-nine  de- 
grees ;  in  August,  on  the  20th,  thirty  degrees ;  and  in  Septem- 
ber, to  the  15th,  twenty-four  degrees  on  the  12th.  On  Long 
Island,  the  lowest  temperature  in  June  was  forty-four  de- 
grees on  the  9th ;  in  July,  fifty-eight  degrees  on  the  18th  ;  in 
August,  fifty-five  degrees  on  the  29th;  and  of  the  first 
fourteen  days  in  September,  fifty-one  degrees  on  the  12th. 

^'  During  the  hundred  days,  the  temperature  on  the  summit 
of  Mount  Washington  fell  to  and  below  the  freezing-point  on 
seventeen  days,  viz.,  six  in  June,  two  in  July,  four  in 
August,  and  five  in  September. 

"  During  the  hundred  days,  earthquakes  occurred  on  five 
days,  viz.,  on  the  17th  and  20th  of  July,  at  Portland, 
Maine ;  on  the  28th  of  August,  at  New  Madrid,  Mississippi 
river ;  on  the  8th  of  September,  at  New  Bedford,  Mass. ; 
and,  on  the  11th  of  September,  at  Biloxi,  Louisiana.    These 


296  INCIDENTS  IN  WHITE   MOUNTAIN  HISTORY. 

shocks  of  earthquake,  each  and  all,  reduced  the  temperature 
of  the  atmosphere  upon  the  summit  of  Mount  Washington 
as  follows : 

"The  two  shocks  of  earthquakes  at  Portland,  Maine, 
between  five  and  six,  A.  M.,  of  the  17th  of  July,  reduced  the 
temperature  on  the  summit  from  forty-nine  to  thirty-seven 
degrees,  or  within  five  degrees  of  the  freezing-point;  and 
the  shock  at  the  same  place,  on  the  afternoon  of  the  20th  of 
the  same  month,  reduced  the  temperature  of  the  summit 
from  fifty  to  thirty-eight  degrees,  or  within  six  degrees  of  the 
freezing-point.  An  earthquake  at  New  Madrid,  on  the  Mis- 
sissippi river,  on  the  28th  August,  reduced  the  temperature 
at  the  summit  from  forty-seven  to  thirty-four  degrees,  or  one 
degree  below  the  freezing-point.  On  the  7th  of  September, 
the  shock  of  an  earthquake  was  felt  at  New  Bedford,  Mass., 
in  the  evening,  which  reduced  the  temperature  at  the  summit 
from  fifty-six  to  thirty  degrees ;  and  a  shock  at  Biloxi  and 
along  the  lake  coast,  near  New  Orleans,  on  the  11th  of  Sep- 
tember, at  five  P.  M.,  reduced  the  temperature  on  the  summit 
from  forty-nine  to  twenty-six  degrees.  Thus  it  appears 
that  of  earthquakes  occurring  on  or  east  of  the  Mississippi 
river,  on  two  days  in  July,  one  in  August,  and  two  in  Sep- 
tember, and  all  that  we  have  accounts  of  occurring  within 
that  district  within  that  length  of  time,  all  produced  the 
same  results,  in  refrigerating  the  temperature  of  the  atmos- 
phere on  the  summit  of  Mount  Washington." 

THUNDER-STORMS. 

On  the  eighth  of  August,  at  four  P.  M.,  there  was  a  thunder- 
storm, attended  by  some  hail,  on  the  summit ;  and  at  the  ledge, 
about  one  mile  below,  on  the  eastern  side,  the  hail  fell  to  the 
depth  of  several  inches.     The  thunder  was  heavy,  and  the 


INCIDENTS   IN  WHITE   MOUNTAIN  HISTORY.  297 

liglitning  vivid  :  and  the  crash  followed  the  flash  so  quickly, 
that  it  seemed  difficult  to  distinguish  any  perceptible  diiference 
between  the  light  and  the  sound.  In  the  evening  lightning 
was  seen  in  several  directions. 

A  thunder-storm  was  experienced  at  the  summit  on  the 
13th  of  August,  at  one,  and  again  at  six,  P.  M. ;  and  on 
the  14th  of  the  same  month,  at  two  P.  M.,  was  the  heaviest 
thunder-storm  Mr.  Noyes  had  witnessed  during  his  residence 
thus  far  on  the  summit.  The  lightning  appeared  the  most 
active  at  the  south-east ;  the  rain  fell  in  torrents  all  day,  and 
during  the  thunder-storm,  at  two  P.  M.,  the  wind  was  very 
severe. 

The  sound  of  the  thunder  at  the  summit  is  peculiar,  re- 
sembling the  quick  discharge  of  a  cannon,  and  the  sound  of 
but  short  duration. 

The  wind  blows  steadily  with  great  pressure  on  the  sum- 
mit, and  not  in  gusts  as  in  other  places.  He  thinks  the 
winds  are  stronger  than  in  the  valleys. 

COLD   AND   FROST. 

White  hoar-frost  is  occasionally  seen  on  the  summit  of 
the  mountain,  but  not  often. 

CLEARNESS    OF   THE   ATMOSPHERE. 

Mr.  Noyes  remarks,  that  he  has  never  taken  particular 
notice  how  many  mornings  in  a  week  the  sun  rises  clear ;  but 
he  thinks  not  more  than  three  mornings  in  a  week  on  an 
average  ;  and,  immediately  preceding  the  13th  of  August,  it 
had  been  nearly  a  week  since  they  had  been  favored  with  a 
clear  sunrise  or  clear  sunset  at  the  summit,  the  atmosphere 
having  been"  foggy. 

Objects  can  be  seen  at  a  greater  distance  after  sunset 


298  INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN    HISTORY. 

than  during  sunlight.  Mr.  Noyes  remarks,  that  he  could 
distinctly  see  the  Glen  House,  situate  at  the  foot  of  the 
mountain,  -which  he  computes  at  two  and  a  half  miles  distant 
in  air-line,  at  nine  P.  M.,  about  sixty-five  minutes^  after 
sunset. 

LENGTH   OF   DAYS. 

The  days  are  about  forty  minutes  longer  on  the  summit, 
that  is,  between  sunrise  and  sunset,  than  on  the  sea  level  in 
the  same  latitude. 

A  person  hallooing  from  a  position  below^  the  summit 
can  be  heaid  by  a  person  standing  on  the  summit  a  greater 
distance  than  the  same  hallooing  upon  the  summit  could  be 
heard  down  the  mountain,  evidencing  that  the  sound  as- 
cends. 

SPRINGS. 

A-  living  spring  of  delicious  water,  about  thirty  rods 
below  the  house,  on  the  northern  side  of  the  summit,  supplies 
water  abundantly;  and  while  towns  in  the  neighborhood, 
near  the  sea  level,  were  suffering  for  w^ater,  the  spring  con- 
tinued its  uniform  supply.  Water  from  such  a  spring  must 
be  of  the  very  best. 

THIRST. 

In  reference  to  thirst  at  the  summit,  Mr.  Noyes  says: 
'^  I  am  well  satisfied,  from  my  own  experience,  as  well  as 
remarks  made  by  my  wife,  and  other  members  of  the  house- 
hold, that  persons  are  much  more  thirsty  here  than  below. 
I  have  drank  double  or  treble  the  quantity  of  water  here  that 
I  should  have  required  in  Boston,  although  it  is  much  colder 
here  than  there." 


INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN    HISTORY.  299 

Almost  every  one  -who  ascends  the  mountain  is  very 
thirsty,  not  only  here,  but  drinking  at  every  little  rivulet  on 
the  way  up;  and  these  little  mountain  streams  are  very 
plenty. 

COMBUSTION. 

Mr.  Noyes,  in  his  letter  of  September  8d,  says:  ''I 
have  watched  repeatedly  to  see  if  smoke  ascends  here ;  but 
have  never  seen  it  two  feet  above  the  ventilator.  It  always 
beats  down  around  the  house.  When  the  air  is  still,  wood 
burns  very  slow  on  the  summit,  and  seems  to  burn  more  like 
wood  in  a  coal-pit,  where  it  is  not  allowed  much  air." 


CHAPTER    XXIII. 

CONCLUSION. 

Before  we  leave  these  mountains,  around  which  we  have 
so  long  detained  the  reader,  let  us  earnestly  invite  him  to  visit 
them.  If  he  has  already  made  their  acquaintance,  let  him  come 
again,  and  often.  Not  too  often  can  he  drink  in  the  inspira- 
tion of  these  noble  hills.  K  he  has  never  yet  stood  beneath 
their  mighty  shadow,  he  cannot  do  so  too  soon.  New  sen- 
sations yet  await  him.  Come  from  the  thronged  cities  and 
dusty  streets,  and  refresh  yourselves  yearly  in  the  clear 
atmosphere  of  these  "Crystal  Hills."  Says  the  eloquent 
Webster:  "We  believe  and  we  know  that  its  scenery  is 
beautiful ;  that  its  skies  are  all  healthful ;  that  its  mountains 
and  lakes  are  surpassingly  grand  and  sublime. 

"If  there  be  anything  on  this  continent,  the  work  of 
nature,  in  hills,  and  lakes,  and  woods,  and  forests,  strongly 
attracting  the  admiration  of  all  those  who  love  natural 
scenery,  that  is  to  be  found  in  our  mountain  state  of  New 
Hampshire.  It  happened  to  me  lately  to  visit  the  northern 
part  of  the  state.  It  was  autumn.  The  trees  of  the  forest, 
by  the  discoloration  of  the  leaves,  presented  one  of  the  most 
beautiful  spectacles  that  the  human  eye  can  rest  upon. 
But  the  low  and  deep  murmur  of  those  forests,  the  fog  rising 
and  spreading   and  clasping   the  breast  of  the  mountains, 


INCIDENTS   IN   WUITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  301 

"whose  heads  were  still  high  and  bright  in  the  skies,  —  all 
these  indicated  that  a  wintry  storm  was  on  its  wing ;  that  the 
spirit  of  the  mountain  was  stirred,  and  that,  ere  long,  the 
voice  of  tempests  would  be  spent.  But  even  this  was  excit- 
ing,—  exciting  to  those  of  us  who  were  witnesses  before,  and 
exciting  in  itself  as  an  exhibition  of  the  grandeur  of  natural 
scenery.  For  my  part,  I  felt  the  truth  of  that  sentiment 
applied  elsewhere  and  on  another  occasion,  that 

'  The  loud  torrent  and  the  whirlwind's  roar    • 
Bmt  bound  me  to  my  native  mountains  more.'  " 

Come ;  and  when  you  come,  come  prepared  to  stay,  to 
study,  to  feel  them.  Select  some  home  beneath  their  broad 
shadows,  and  each  day  roam  over  and  among  them  until  they 
are  yours — their  image  and  their  might  indelibly  fastened  in 
your  memory.  "  These  old  settlers  are  somewhat  tardy  in 
forming  intimate  acquaintanceships.  With  them  '  confidence 
is  a  plant  of  slow  growth.'  Their  externals  they  give  to  the 
eye  in  a  moment,  on  a  clear  day;  but  their  character,  their 
occasional  moods  of  superior  majesty,  their  coy  loveliness  of 
light  and  drapery  —  all  that  makes  them  a  refreshment,  a 
force,  a  joy  for  the  rest  of  your  years,  they  show  only  to  the 
calmer  eye  —  to  a  man  who  waits  a  day  or  two  in  order  to 
unthink  his  city  habits,  and  bide  their  time.  It  is  utterly 
impossible  to  know  what  the  White  Mountains  are  by  whirl- 
ing through  Conway,  and  Glen,  and  Notch,  and  Franconia, 
in  a  week.  Use  the  week  at  some  one  central  point.  Spend 
the  same  money  at  one  spot  that  is  to  spread  over  the  length- 
ened journey ;  take  the  proper  times  for  driving  out  to  the 
best  positions,  and  the  mountains  will  come  to  you,  which,  it 
is  said,  they  refused  to  do  for  the  author  of  the  Koran." 

Bring  not  the  cares  and  anxieties  of  Wall-street  and  State- 
26 


802  INCIDENTS   IN    WHITE   MOUNTAIN    HISTORY. 

street,  but  shake  off  the  verj  dust  of  them  from  your  feet  a3 
you  'set  your  faces  northward  to  these  summer  resorts. 
Freedom  is  an  essential  element  in  the  air  of  these  moun- 
tains, —  freedom  from  the  brain-ache  and  heart-ache  attend- 
ant upon  this  money  strife.  Dollars  and  cents  do  not  count 
in  Tuckerman's  Ravine,  and  their  jingle  is  in  harsh  disso- 
nance of  the  fall  of  the  Thousand  Streams.  Calculation  of 
percentage,  as  one  sits  and  sees  the 

"  Mystei'ies  of  color  daily  laid 
By  the  great  sun  in  light  and  shade,"    ^ 

on  these  rugged,  craggy  heights,  is  impossible.  Stocks  are 
valueless  when  standing  at  the  sources  of  those  mighty 
rivers,  "which  carry  fertility,  and  wealth,  and  health,  to  all 
New  England.  Freedom  from  political  prejudice  is  here 
found.  Washington  and  Jefferson  suffer  no  political  strifes 
or  ranklings  beneath  their  shadows.  Whigs  and  democrats 
go  toiling  up  their  steep  sides  together,  and  northerners  and 
southerners,  side  by  side  on  the  same  summit,  look  off  on 
the  same  wide  prospect  below  them.  Americans  and  for- 
eigners, descendants  from  the  fathers  of  the  Revolution  and 
exiles  from  the  iron  rod  of  despotism,  all  bow  in  reverence 
and  acknowledge  willing  allegiance  to 

"  This  family  of  mountains,  clustering  around 
Their  hoary  patriarch." 

Freedom  from  the  thousand  petty  annoyances  and  restraints 
of  city  and  village  life  is  here  the  bliss  of  the  traveller. 
Does  the  exhilarating  air  stimulate?  Go  out,  and,  to  the 
full  capacity  of  the  lungs,  wake  the  echoes  of  the  hills.  The 
chest  all  bare,  breathe  in  the  pure  mountain  air,  until  your 
deep  tones  shall  awaken  the  talk  of  the  hills,  peak  answering 


INCIDENTS   IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN   HISTORY.  303 

to  peak  in  the  far-off  distance.  Is  the  dress  of  fashiojiable 
life  too  restraining  for  climbing  over  the  rough  and  broken 
places  ?  —  throw  it  off,  and,  clad  in  freer,  looser  garments, 
run,  and  walk,  and  ramble,  the  livelong  day.  No  gossip 
should  be  whispered  in  the  beautiful  glen ;  no  petty  etiquette 
should  be  observed  while  standing  on  the  ruins  of  the  terrible 
avalanches. 

Worshippers  and  followers  of  the  same  great  Author  of 
these  mountains  may  forget  their  different  sects,  and  bow  in 
unison  around  these  mighty  "altars." 

"  Not  vainly  did  the  early  Persian  make 
His  altar  the  high  places  and  the  peak 
Of  earth-o'ergazing  mountains,  and  thus  take 
A  fit  and  un walled  temple,  there  to  seek 
The  Spirit,  in  whose  honor  shrines  are  weak 
Upreared  of  human  hands.     Come,  and  compare 
Columns  and  idol-dwellings,  Goth  or  Greek, 
"With  Nature's  realms  of  worship,  —  earth  and  air. 
Nor  fix  on  fond  abodes  to  circumscribe  thy  prayer  !  " 

Come,  and  amid  the  works  of  God  study  the  words  of  God. 
"The  Bible  came  out  of  a  mountain  country.  The  book  of 
Exodus,  which,  for  poetic  sublimity,  makes  the  coloring  of 
the  Iliad  pale,  should  be  read,  if  one  would  get  the  true 
commentary  on  it,  as  Dr.  Robinson  read  the  sublimest  pas- 
sages of  it,  a  few  years  ago,  among  the  cliffs  of  Horeb,  over- 
looking the  plateau  where  the  gathered  wanderers  saw  the 
mountain  quake  and  blaze.  '  Job '  must  be  studied  by  an 
imagination  that  can  conjure  Idumean  landscapes  and  skies. 
There  are  passages  in  the  prophets  which  no  annotations 
could  interpret  to  men  that  had  lived  on  prairies  all  their 
days.  And  the  Psalms,  especially,  which  are  dyed  in  the 
spirit  of  all  kinds  of  scenery,  as  well  as  in  the  most  intense 


304  INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE  MOUNTAIN  HISTORY. 

and  varied  experiences  of  the  soul, —  which  interweave  with 
their  rapturous  piety  imagery  and  colors  caught  from  the 
pastures  of  Bethlehem,  the  forests  of  Horeth,  the  caves  of 
Adullam,  the  wilderness  of  Engedi,  and  the  mountain  fast- 
nesses of  Ziph, —  cannot  yield  the  riches  of  inspiration  to  a 
formal  reading,  but  must,  many  of  them,'  be  set  under  influ- 
ences of  nature  kindred  to  those  which  helped  to  kindle 
them,  before  they  will  glow  and  sing  themselves  anew.  The 
twenty- third  should  be  read- once  in  sight  of  the  Connecticut 
meadows  ;  the  nineteenth,  on  a  hill  overlooking  a  desert ;  the 
eighteenth,  during  a  thunder-shower;  the  eighth,  under  a 
sparkling,  frosty  night  sky ;  the  sixty-fifth  after  a  rain  that 
breaks  the  drought ;  then  the  power  of  poetry,  as  well  as  of 
piety,  that  is  in  them  would  be  manifest." 

"  Lo  !  in  softened  grandeur  far,  yet  clear, 
Thy  battlements  stand  clothed  in  heaven's  own  hue. 
To  swell  as  Freedom's  home  on  man's  unbounded  yiew  !  " 

Mountains  are  ever  favorable  to  liberty.  They  abound 
with  the  very  elements  of  its  life  and  vigor.  Survey  the 
objects  they  embrace,  and  you  must  see  the  truth  of  this 
remark.  These  are  all  free  and  active  in  their  movements. 
No  fetter  constrains  them,  no  shackle  confines  them.  Its 
streams  all  murmur  the  tones  of  freedom  as  they  flow  in 
their  courses.  Its  eagles  all  scream  of  liberty  as  they  wheel 
their  flight  about  its  romantic  slopes,  and  over  its  more  tow- 
ering elevations.  The  note  of  every  other  bird,  too,  is  in 
keeping  with  these.  They  all  chirp  exemption  from  enthral- 
ment,  as  they  line  its  green  valleys,  or  flit  along  its  beautiful 
hill-sides. 

INIountains  are  especially  favorable  to  the  cause  of  human 
liberty.     When  driven  out  from  other  portions  of  the  world, 


INCIDENTS  IN   WHITE   MOUNTAIN  HISTORY.  305 

she  has  always  found  an  asylum  in  her  mountains.  There 
she  is  cherished.  Nature  comes  to  the  protection  of  her 
votary,  and  throws  around  him  the  bulwarks  of  its  rocks  and 
precipices.  These,  wherever  he  comes  to  them,  check  the 
tyrant  in  his  progress.  This  has  been  the  case  in  all  past 
time.  "The  inhabitants  of  our  New  Hampshire  mountains 
were,  it  must  be  confessed,  from  the  first,  rather  inclined  to 
a  mutinous  spirit.  I  believe  that  is  common  to  mountainous 
regions  in  most  parts  of  the  world.  Scotland  and  Switzer- 
land show  the  example  of  hardy,  strong  men  in  mountainous 
regions,  attached  to  war  and  to  the  chase  ;  and  it  is  not  un- 
fortunate in  our  New  Hampshire  history  that  this  sentiment, 
to  a  considerable  degree,  prevailed." 

May  liberty  never  be  driven  to  our  mountain  passes.  May 
we  never  be  forced  to  these  retreats,  and  the  "patriot 
group  "  see  tyrants  marshalling  their  troops  in  these  valleys. 
0,  the  voice  with  which  those  hoary  peaks  would  almost 
speak  !     0,  the  anguish  of  Washington  ! 

"  I  know  the  value  of  liberty.  I  helped  pay  a  large  price 
for  it  in  the  sweat  I  expended  on  the  field  of  Monmouth ;  in 
the  cold  and  suffering  T  endured  at  Valley  Forge ;  in  the 
dreadful  suspense  I  had  on  the  banks  of  the  Delaware  pre- 
vious to  the  battle  at  Princeton ;  and  now  how  can  I  bear  to 
see  it  lost  ? 

' '  I  have  stood  here  with  my  compeers,  for  a  long  time, 
watching  the  movement  of  things  on  the  broad  territory  for 
whose*  good  I  toiled,  with  the  feeling  all  the  while  in  me 
that,  if  its  inhabitants  perpetuated  the  freedom  I  helped  give 
them,  I  should  be  well  compensated  for  my  sufterings.  But, 
if  they  barter  it,  and  ever  succumb  to  a  tyrant,  either  tem- 
poral or  spiritual,  I  could  never  wish  to  see  the  sight,  but 
would  gladly  cover  my  head  with  an  unbroken  thick  veil  of 
26* 


806  INCIDENTS  IN  WHITE  MOUNTAIN  HISTORY. 

cloud,  as  I  have  sometimes  done  with  passing  ones,  and  never 
again  look  on  a  land  of  vassals  and  slaves. 

'*  As  I  have  once  said, -I  say  again  :  I  know  the  value  of 
liberty,  and  never,  never  while  I  have  strength  to  stand  here 
as  firm  as  I  do,  while  the  vigor  is  in  me  still  that  has  enabled 
me  to  buffet  so  many  storms  as  I  have,  never,  never  will  I 
barter  it  away.  My  head  shall  always  be  free  from  the 
badge  of  a  slave,  towering  up  toward  heaven  in  a  significant 
speaking  adoration  to  the  God  that  has  formed  me." 

No  oppression,  certainly  none  sustained  by  law  or  custom, 
can  ever  exist  around  the  White  Mountains.  This  is  a 
cheering  reflection.  No  slave  can  ever  live  on  them,  or  near 
them.  They  are  consecrated  to  freedom.  They  are  suited 
to  produce  a  race  of  vigorous  freemen.  We  have  loved  them 
in  times  past.     We  love  them  still. 


Where'er  our  wandering  footsteps  roam, 
To  tliee  our  fond  aSections  cling  ; 

Land  of  our  love  !  our  childliood's  home  ! 
Land  of  the  cliff  and  eagle's  wing  ! 

How  proudly  stands  the  mountain  height 
That  overlooks  the  vales  and  streams  ! 

In  youth  it  shone  to  bless  our  sight ; 
In  age  it  lingers  in  our  dreams. 

'T  is  in  the  mountain  that  the  heart 
Resolves  its  thought  and  purpose  high 

To  act  the  just,  the  noble  part 
For  God,  for  truth,  and  liberty. 

How  oft  has  freedom,  in  the  days 

Of  grief  and  war's  disastrous  shocks. 

Her  shattered  banner  dared  to  raise 
Once  more  upon  the  mountain  rocks  ! 


INCIDENTS  IN  WHITE  MOUNTAIN  HISTORY.  307 

Enthralment  cannot  climb  that  height  ; 

Slaves  cannot  breathe  that  upper  air  ; 
Emblem  of  freemen,  —  't  is  the  flight 

Of  eagles  only  that  is  there. 

We  love  thee,  land  of  rocks  and  rills  ! 

Land  of  the  wood,  the  lake,  the  glen  ! 
Great  in  the  grandeur  of  thy  hills. 

And  greater  in  thy  mighty  men." 

We  say,  then,  in  a  few  words  to  close,  all  ye  inhabitants 
in  this  broad  land,  all  ye  in  every  part  of  her  wide  domain, 
visit  these  mountains  as  ye  have  done,  and  in  larger  num- 
bers ;  breathe  their  air ;  bathe  yourselves  in  their  atmosphere, 
made  rich  and  refreshing  with  bud  and  blossom  ;  trace  their 
rivers,  and  make  closer  acquaintance  with  their  inhabitants, 
and  you  will  get  stronger,  deeper  energies  to  do  life's  great 
work.  And  you,  inhabitants  of  the  mountains,  prize  the 
privileges  you  enjoy,  the  blessings  of  your  birthplace  and 
home  ;  trace  your  way  up  often  to  God  through  some  of  his 
grandest  works.  Through  all  your  life,  in  full  sight  of 
them,  serve  him  and  your  country  well ;  and  then,  when  life 
is  done,  from  the  very  midst  of  them  you  may  go  up  to 
occupy  those  higher  delectable  mountains,  the  very  sight  of 
which  captivated  the  soul  of  Bunyan, —  those  everlasting 
hills  on  whose  shining  summits  the  people  of  God  from  every 
clime  will  swell  the  anthems  of  eternity. 

FINIS. 


GUIDE 

FROM 

NEW     YORK     AND     BOSTON 

TO    THE 

WHITE    MOUNTAINS. 

BY 

NATHANIEL    NOYES. 


BOSTON 

185G. 


PREFACE 


In  the  following  pages  I  have  endeavored  to  give  an  amount 
of  information  and  statistics  relative  to  every  route  that  leads 
from  New  York  and  Boston  to  the  Mountains,  that  will  enable 
tourists  to  select  such  a  one  as  will  suit  their  time,  taste,  and 
purse. 

And,  in  order  that  it  might  be  accurate  and  reliable,  I  have 
obtained  the  information  direct  from  the  officers  and  agents  of  the 
different  railroad,  steamboat  and  stage  routes.  The  routes  are 
numbered  merely  for  reference,  in  describing  two  or  more  that 
start  from  different  points,  but  unite  at  some  future  place,  and 
become  one. 

For  the  use  of  the  cut  of  the  Carriage  Road  I  am  indebted  to 
D.  0.  Macomber,  Esq.,  President  of  the  Mount  "Washington  Car- 
riage Road  Company ;  and  for  that  of  the  Top  of  Mount  Wash- 
ington to  J.  H.  Spaulding,  Esq.,  author  of  "  Historical  Relics  of 
the.  White  Mountains." 

The  reader  is  invited  to  scan  the  Advertisements  in  the  last 
pages. 

PUBLISHER. 


FIIOM   BOSTON   TO   ¥HITE    MOUNTAINS. 


3e=lot:jte   3xro-    x. 


From  Boston,  via  Boston  and  Maine,  and  Grand  Trunk  Eail- 

roads. 

STATION    IN   IIAYMARKET   SQUARE,    BOSTON. 


Trains  leave  at  7.30  a.  m.  and  5  p.  m.,  passing  through  Read- 
ing, Lawrence,  Haverhill,  Exeter,  Dover,  South  Berwick  Junction 
(junction  with  Portland,  Saco  and  Portsmouth,  R.  R.),  North 
Berwick  (stopping  five  minutes  for  refreshments),  Kennebunk, 
Biddeford,  Saco,  and  Portland. 

Distance  from  Boston  to  Portland, Ill  miles. 

Time, 4^  hours. 

No  change  of  cars  between  the  two  places.  Passengers  who 
intend  to  pass  directly  through  Portland  must  have  their  baggage 
marked  at  the  Station  in  Boston  for  "  Portland  East." 

Passengers  taking  the  first  train  from  Boston,  will  dine  in 
Portland,  and  can  proceed  at  1.15  p.  m.,  via  Grand  Trunk  Rail- 
road, passing  through  Cumberland,  Yarmouth,  New  Gloucester, 
Danville    (junction  with  Androscoggin   and   Kennebec   R.   R.), 


312  GUIDE. 

Mechanic  Falls,  Paris,  Bethel,  Grilead,  and  Shelburne,  arriving  at 
Gorham,  N.  H.,  the  point  of  departure  for  Mount  Washington,  at 
5.30. 

Distance  from  Portland  to  Gorham, 91  miles. 

Passengers  taking  the  second  train  from  Boston,  will  spend  the 
night  in  Portland,  and  proceed  at  7.15  the  next  morning,  arriving 
at  Gorham  at  11.30. 

Distance  from  Boston  to  Gorham, 202  miles. 

Fare $4.00. 

Passengers  purchasing  through  tickets  have  the  privilege  of 
stopping  over  at  Portland,  or  any  station  upon  the  Grand  Trunk 
Railroad,  and  proceeding  in  any  subsequent  train.  "When  such 
delay  is  intended,  notice  should  be  given  to  the  Conductor,  who 
will  endorse  your  check. 

Stages  leave  Gorham  for  Glen  House  (base  of  Mount  Wash- 
ington) upon  arrival  of  each  train. 

Distance, 8  miles. 

Fare, |!l.OO. 

Stages  leave  the  Glen  House  every  morning  for  the  Crawford 
House,  via  Cherry  Mountain,  also  via  Pinkham  Notch. 

Distance,  via  Pinkham  Notch, 34  miles. 

Fare S3 


GUIDE.  313 


OXJTI3     3XrO-      2, 


From  Boston,  via  Eastern,  Portland,  Saco  and  Portsmouth 
and  Grand  Trunk  Railroad. 

STATION   CAUSEWAY    STREET,    BOSTON. 


Trains  leave  at  7.30  a.  m.,  and  5  p.  m,,  passing  through  Lynn, 
Salem,  Beverly,  Ipswich,  Newburyport,  Portsmouth,  South  Ber- 
wick Junction  Cjunction  with  Portland,  Saco  and  Portsmouth 
R.  R.),  North  Berwick  (stopping  five  minutes  for  refreshments), 
Kennebunk,  Biddeford,  Saco,  and  Portland. 

Distance  from  Boston  to  Portland, 107  miles. 

Time, 4^  hours. 

No  change  of  cars  between  the  two  places.  Passengers  who 
intend  to  pass  directly  through  Portland  must  have  their  bag- 
gage marked  at  the  Station  in  Boston  for  "  Portland  East.'' 

Passengers  will  proceed  from  Portland  same  as  in  route  No.  1. 


i^oxjTE    3xro.    3- 


From  Boston,  via  Steamers  Forest  City  and  Lewiston,  to 
Portland,  and  Grand  Trunk  Railroad. 


One  of  the  above  Steamers  leaves  the  end  of  Central  Wharf, 
Boston,  every  day  (Saturday  and  Sunday  excepted),  at  7  p.  m., 
arriving  in  Portland  about  5  the  next  morning. 


314  GUIDE. 

Passengers  by  this  route  will  take  breakfast  in  Portland,  and 
can  proceed  at  7.15,  via  Grand  Trunk  Railroad,  as  in  route  No.  1, 
or  can  stop  at  Portland  and  proceed  in  any  subsequent  train. 

Fare  from  Boston  to  Gorliam,  by  this  route, $3.50. 


noxjTiB   3xro.   -O:- 


From  Boston,  via  Portland,  Sebago  Lake,  Pleasant  Moun- 
tain and  Conway. 


The  arrangements  on  this  route  were  not  received  in  time  for 
the  Guide,  and  it  is  doubtful  whether  any  are  made  this  season. 


DFI.OTJT33     3>a"0-     3 


From  Boston,  via  Boston  and  Maine,  and  Cocheco  Railroads, 
and  Lake  Winnipiseogee. 

STATION    IN   HAYMAEKET    SQUARE,    BOSTON. 


Trains  leave  at  7^  A.  m.,  and  12  m.,  for  Dover,  N.  H.  (68 
miles) ;  thence  upon  Cocheco  Railroad  to- Alton  Bay  (28  miles) ; 
thence  by  Steamer  Dover  (dine  on  the  boat)  to  WoU'boro'  and 
Centre  Harbor  (30  miles),  and  thence  by  Stage  to  Conway  (30 
miles),  arriving  same  evening. 


GUIDE.  315 

Passengers  by  morning  train  only  from  Boston  will  arrive  at 
Conway  same  evening.  Those  taking  the  second  train  will  pass 
the  night  at  Wolf  boro'  or  Centre  Harbor,  and  proceed  the  next 
day  to  Conway. 

Passengers  who  pass  the  night  at  Conway  will  proceed  next 
morning  for  the  Mountains  (dine  at  the  Old  Crawford  House), 
passing  through  the  Notch,  and  by  the  Willey  House,  arriving  at 
the  Crawford  House  (24  miles  from  Conway),  the  point  of  depart- 
ure for  Mount  Washino-ton,  the  same  evenincr. 

Distance  from  Boston  to  Crawford  House, 180  miles. 

96  miles  by  railroad,  30  by  steamer,  and  54  by  stage. 
Passengers  from  Boston  can  buy  tickets  to  Centre  Harbor  only. 

Fare  to  Centre  Harbor, $3.20. 

From  Centre  Harbor  to  Crawford  House, $4.25. 


rtoxjTE   3Nro.    e 


From  Boston,  via  Boston  and  Maine,  Manchester  and  Law- 
rence, Concord,  and  Boston,  Concord  and  Montreal  Railroads, 
and  Weirs,  Lake  Winnipiseogee. 

STATION   IN   HAYMARKET   SQUARE,    BOSTON. 


Trains  leave  at  7.30  a.  m.,  and  12  m.,  for  Lawrence  (26  miles) ; 
thence  upon  M.  and  L.  K.  K,,  to  Manchester,  N.  H.  (27  miles) ; 
thence  upon  C.  Pv.  P.  to  Concord  (18  miles) ;  thence  upon  B.  C. 
and  M.  P.  P.  to  Weirs  (33  miles) ;  thence  by  Steamer  Lady  of  the 


'Slij  GUIDE. 

Lake,  to  Centre  Harbor  (10  miles,  dine) ;  thence  by  Stage  to  Con- 
way (30  miles),  arriving  same  eyening. 

Passengers  by  morning  train  only  from  Boston  will  arrive  at 
Conway  same  evening. 

Those  taking  the  second  train  will  pass  the  night  at  Centre 
Harbor,  and  proceed  next  day  to  Conway.  Passengers  who  pass 
the  night  at  Conway,  will  proceed  to  the  Mountains  next  day. 

Distance  from  Boston  to  Cra^n-ford  House,    .   .   .    •  .   .168  miles. 

104  miles  by  railroad,  10  by  steamer,  54  by  stage. 

Fare  from  Boston  to  Centre  Harbor, $3.20. 

"      Centre  Harbor  to  Crawford  House, $4.25. 


nOTJTIE    3xro-    T, 


From  Boston,  via  Boston  and  Lowell,  Nashua  and  Lowell,  Con- 
cord, Boston,  Concord  and  Montreal  Railroads,  and  Lake 
Winnipiseogee. 

STATION    CAUSEWAY    STREET,    BOSTON. 


Trains  leave  at  7.30  a.  m.  and  12  m.,  for  Lowell  (26  miles) ; 
thence  upon  N.  and  L.  R.  E.  to  Nashua  (15  miles) ;  thence 
upon  C.  R.  R.,  to  Concord  (35  miles).  Passengers  proceed 
from  Concord  same  as  in  route  No.  6.     Fare  the  same. 


GUIDE.  317 


H.OXJTE3    3\ro 


From  Boston  same  as  in  route  No.  6  or  7  to  "Weirs  (Lake 
Winnipiseogec) ;  thence  continuing  upon  the  Railroad  to  Plymouth 
(from  Weirs  18  miles,  dine) ;  thence  by  Stage  to  Flume  House, 
Franconia  Notch  (24  miles),  arriving  same  evening. 

Passengers  taking  morning  train  only  from  Boston,  reach  Fran- 
conia same  evening.  Those  taking  second  train  will  pass  the 
night  at  Plymouth,  and  proceed  next  day  to  Franconia. 

Distance  from  Boston  to  Flume  House, 148  miles. 

124  miles  by  railroad,  24  by  stage. 

Time,      10  hours. 

Fare, !^5.15. 

Stages  run  daily  from  the  Flume  House  to  the  Profile  House 
(5  miles),  White  Mountain  House  (22  miles),  and  Crawford 
House  (5  miles). 

Distance  from  Flume  House  to  Crawford  House,  ....  36  miles. 
Fare  "        '«        ««       «         <c  "       .    .    .   .  $Z.QO. 


H.OTJT3E3     »rO 


From  Boston,  same  as  in  route  6  or  7,  to  Weirs;  thence  to 
Plymouth  (dine),  continuing  upon  the  Railroad  to  Wells  River 
(from  Plymouth  42  miles) ;  thence  upon  White  Mountain  Railroad 
to  Littleton  (20  miles) ;  thence  by  stage  to  Profile  House  (11 
miles),  Flume  House  (from  Profile  House  5  miles),  or  to  the  Craw- 


318  GUIDE. 

ford  House  (23  miles).     From  the  Crawford  House  the  ascent  of 
Mount  Washington  is  made. 

Passengers  taking  morning  train  only  from  Boston  reach  the 
above  Houses  same  evening.  Those  taking  second  train  will  pass 
the  night  at  Plymouth,  and  proceed  next  day. 

Distance  from  Boston  to  Profile  House, 193  miles. 

"Flume  House, 198    " 

"  Crawford  House, 205    " 

182  miles  by  railroad,  remainder  by  stage. 

Fare  from  Boston  to  Profile  House, $6.15. 

"      *'        "        "  Crawford "        $6.90. 

Time, 12  hours. 


FROM  NEW  YORK  TO  THE  WHITE  MOUNTAINS. 


From  New  York,  via  Newport,  Fall  River  and  Boston. 

FROM    PIER   NO.    3,    NORTH   RIVER,    NEW   YORK. 


Steamer  Bay  State,  Capt.  T.  G-.  Jewett,  leaves  pier  No.  3, 
North  Eiver,  Monday,  "Wednesday,  and  Friday,  and  Steamer 
Metropolis,  Capt.  William  Brown,  Tuesday,  Thursday,  and 
Saturday,  at  5  p.  m.,  for  Newport  and  Fall  River.  Thence  by 
Railroad  to  Boston  (breakfast)  in  season  to  take  first  train  by 
either  route  from  Boston  to  the  Mountains. 

Fare  from  New  York  to  Newport, $3.00. 

"      "      Newport  to  Boston, $2.00. 

Passengers  intending  to  stop  at  Newport  must  buy  ticket  only 
to  that  place. 

j^^  For  routes  from  Boston,  see  preceding  pages. 


320  GUIDE. 

From  New  York,  via  Stonington,  Providence,  and  Boston. 

FROM    PIER   NO.    2,    NORTH   RIVER. 


Steamer  C.  Vanderbilt,  Capt.  W.  H.  Frasee,  leaves  Pier  No. 
2,  North  River,  Menday,  Wednesday  and  Friday,  and  Steamer 
Plymouth  Rock,  Capt.  Joel  Stone,  Tuesday,  Thursday  and 
Saturday,  at  5  p.  m.,  for  Stonington;  thence  by  Railroad  to  Provi- 
dence and  Boston  (breakfast)  in  season  to  take  first  train  by  either 
route  from  Boston  to  the  Mountains. 

Passengers  are  allowed  to  stop  over  at  Stonington  or  Provi- 
dence, and  proceed  in  a  subsequent  train,  without  additional  fare. 

Fare  from  New  York  to  Boston, $5.00. 


From   New  York,  via    Norwich,  Worcester,   Nashua,   Concord, 
Wells  River  and  Littleton,  N.  H.,  or  Lake  Winnipiseogee. 

FROM  PIER  NO.  18,  NORTH  RIVER,  NEW  YORK. 


Steamer  Connecticut,  Capt.  Wm.  Wilcox,  leaves  Pier  No.  18, 
North  River,  Monday,  Wednesday  and  Friday,  and  Steamer 
Commonwealth,  Capt.  J.  W.  Williams,  Tuesday,  Thursday  and 
Saturday,  at  5  p.  m.,  for  Norwich,  thence  by  Railroad  to  Wor- 
cester (breakfast),  Nashua  and  Concord,  N.  H.,  arriving  at  the 
latter  place  at  10  o'clock  a.  m.,  and  proceed  by  route  6,  8,  or  9,  in 
preceding  pages.  Or  passengers  can  go  from  Worcester  to 
Boston,  and  thence  by  either  route  to  the  Mountains. 

(For  further  information  in  regard  to  this  route,  see  advertise- 
ment, page  323.) 


GUIDE.  321 


From     New    York,    by    Railroad,  via    New    Haven,     Hartford, 
Springfield,  &c.  &c. 

STATIONS   35   CANAL-STREET,    NEAR   BROADWAY,    AND   CORNER   FOURTH 
AVENUE   AND   TWENTY-SIXTH    STREET,    NEW   YORK. 


roD 

a  New  York,  .   . 

.   .344  miles. 

(C 

"         *'      .    . 

.   .332    " 

(C 

t<         <«      ^    ^ 

.    .337     " 

Trains  leave  at  8  and  4  o'clock,  passing  over  Harlem  E.  E.  to 
Williams  Bridge  (15  miles),  N.  Y.  and  N.  H.  E.  E.,  to  New 
Haven  (61  miles),  N.  H.,  H.  and  S.  E.  E.,  to  Springfield  (60 
miles),  Conn.  Eiver  E.  E.  to  South  Vernon  (50  miles),  Y.  and  M. 
E.  E.  to  Brattleboro'  (10  miles),  Y.  Y.  E.  E.  to  Bellows  Falls 
(25  miles),  S.  E.  E.  to  Windsor- (25  miles),  Y.  C.  E.  E.  to 
White  Eiver  Junction  (15  miles),  C.  and  P.  E.  E.  to  Wells 
Eiver  (40  miles),  White  Mountain  E.  E.  to  Littleton,  N.  H.  (20 
Miles),  thence  by  Stage  to  either  of  the  following  Houses,  namely : 

Crawford  House,     ....  23  miles. 

Profile  House, 11    " 

Flume  House, 16    " 

Passengers  change  cars  only  at  Springfield  and  ^Yhite  Eiver 
Junction. 

Passengers  from  New  York,  at  8  o'clock,  a.  m.,  do  not  reach  the 
Mountains  same  day,  and  can  stop  over  night  at  Hartford, 
Springfield,  Northampton,  or  any  other  point  above  Hartford,  and 
reach  the  Profile  House  about  7  p.  m.,  and  Crawford  House  at  9 
p.  M.,  next  day. 

Passengers  leaving  New  York  at  4  p.  m.,  can  stop  at  same 
places  over  night,  and  reach  the  Mountains  as  soon  as  by  leaving 
at  8  A.  M. 

Passengers  are  allowed  to  stop  over  at  prominent  places,  and 
proceed  in  a  subsequent  train. 

Fare  from  New  York  to  the  Profile  House, $9.05. 

"      "       "      "  "    Crawford  House, $10.05. 


TABLE 


OF  HEIGHTS,  BEARING,  AND  DISTANCES,  OF  THIRTY  DIFFERENT 
MOUNTAINS. 


Height 
above  sea. 

Distance  from 
Mt.  Washington. 

Bearing  from 
Mt.  Washington. 

Mt.  Washington, 

6,285  feet. 

"    Jeffei-son, 

5,800    - 

4  miles. 

N.  by  E. 

*'    Adams, 

5,700    " 

3 

C( 

N.  by  W. 

"    Madison, 

5,400    " 

5 

c< 

N.  N.  E. 

*'    Clay, 

5,400    « 

1 

(C 

N.  W. 

Davis's  Spur, 

5,400    «' 

2 

<( 

S.  S.  E. 

Mt.  Monroe, 

5,400    " 

1 

c< 

S.  W. 

"    Lafayette  or  Great  Haystack,  5,200    " 

19 

C( 

w.  s.  w. 

Twin  Mountains, 

5,000  to  4,700    " 

14 

it 

w.  s.  w. 

Mt.  Carter, 

4,900    " 

6 

" 

E. 

"    Franklin, 

4,900    " 

2 

<< 

s.w. 

"    Pleasant, 

4,800    " 

3 

<< 

S.W. 

"    Carrigain, 

4,800    " 

14 

(( 

s.  s.  w. 

*'    Moriah, 

4,700    " 

7 

a 

N.  E. 

Moosehillock, 

.... 

31 

" 

s.  w. 

Notch  Range, 

4,500    " 

8 

(( 

s.  w. 

Willey  Mountain, 

4,400    " 

8 

i( 

s.  w. 

Franconia  Mts.  south  of  Great  (  5,000  to 
Haystack,                          i  4,500  feet. 

20 

(< 

s.  w. 

Mt.  Clinton, 

4,200    " 

4 

C( 

s.  w. 

"    Jackson, 

4,100    « 

6 

<( 

s.  w. 

"    Webster, 

4,000    " 

7 

(C 

s.  w. 

Saddle  Mountain, 

4,200  to  4,000    *« 

22 

cc 

s.  s.  w. 

Mt.  Kinsman, 

4,100    " 

23 

C( 

w.  s.  w. 

"    Cannon, 

4,000    " 

20 

ec 

w.  s.  w. 

"    Whiteface, 

4,100    " 

24 

<c 

S.  by  W. 

"    Cliicorna, 

3,600    " 

22 

<< 

S.  by  E. 

"    Giant's  Stairs, 

3,500    " 

8 

(( 

s. 

"    Kearsarge, 

3,400    " 

15 

<c 

S.E. 

"    Crawford, 

3,200    « 

9 

" 

S.byW. 

"    Doublehead, 

3,100    " 

11 

" 

S.E. 

ADVERTISEMENTS 


REGULAR  INLAND   ROUTE 

FOE.   THE 

W^HITE     M:oTJ]srTA.iisrs, 

(VIA  NORWICH    AND   WORCESTER), 

From  foot  Courtlandt-street,  Pier  No.  18,  North  River,  New  York,  at  the 
lauding  of  the  Erie  and  Philadelphia  Railroads. 

The  New,  Fast  and  Elegant  Steamer  Commonwealth,  Capt.  J.  W.  Wil- 
liams, Tuesday,  Thursday  and  Saturday.  The  Fast  and  Magnificent 
Steamer  Connecticut,  Capt.  Wm.  Wilcox,  Monday,  Wednesday  and  Friday, 
at  5  o'clock,  p.  M. 

Passengers  going  to  the  White  Mountains  take  Boats  as  above  to  Allyn's 
Point,  and  then  take  new  and  splendidly-furnished  sixteen-wheel  cars  to 
Worcester,  arriving  in  time  to  take  early  trains  going  north.  This  is  the 
direct  route  for  Boston,  Worcester,  Providence,  Lowell,  Nashua,  Concord, 
and  the  White  Mountains,  and  all  way  Stations  on  the  Norwich  and  Wor- 
cester, New  London,  Willimantic  and  Palmer,  Hartford,  Providence  and 
Fishkill,  Boston  and  Worcester,  Worcester  and  Nashua,  Stony  Brook  and 
Lowell,  Fitchburg  and  Worcester,  and  all  Railroads  in  Northern  New 
Hampshire  and  Vermont. 

^^  The  Boats  on  this  route  are  unrivalled. 

The  superiority  of  this  route  consists  in  splendid  Steamboats,  unsurpassed 
in  the  world  —  the  Commonwealth  being  the  ne  plus  ultra  of  Steamboat 
architecture  ;  in  spacious  sixteen-wheel  cars,  the  easiest  ever  invented  ;  in 
the  road  track,  the  freest  from  dust  of  all  the  roads  in  New  England  ;  and 
in  the  beauty  of  the  country,  passing  through  the  heart  of  the  "  Old  Bay 
State  "  and  "Granite  State." 

Passengers  returning  from  the  Mountains,  who  are  going  to  Philadel- 
phia, Baltimore,  Washington,  &c.,  will  land  from  the  Boats  of  this  route, 
directly  upon  the  Pier,  from  whence  the  Cars  leave  for  the  above  places, 
thus  saving  expense  of  hack  fare. 

Tickets  can  be  obtained.  Berths  secured,  or  any  information  respecting 
this  route,  can  be  obtained  on  application  to  the  undersigned.  Agent  for 
this  Company.  E.  S.  MARTIN, 

Oflace,  Pier  No.  18,  North  River,  foot  of  Courtlandt-street,  N.  Y. 


ADVERTISEMENTS. 


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scattered  sources,  comprising  also  a  concise  guide,  and  a  meteorological  table 
for  1853-4,  giving,  the  indications  of  the  thermometer  on  the  top  of  Mount 
Washington  at  sunrise,  noon  and  sunset,  with  a  synopsis  of  the  same  for  every 
summer  month.  The  author  and  publisher  have  done  a  good  service  to  the 
travelling  public,  by  issuing  the  book,  which  will  doubtless  have  a  wide  cir- 
culation." 

NATHANIEL  NOYES,  Publisher, 
IVo.  1 1  CornhUU  Boston. 


ADVERTISEMENTS. 


TV^^SHINQTON    HOUSE, 

NORTH    CONWAY,   N.   H. 

The  subscriber  Trould  inform  his  friends  and  the  public  that,  having 
enlarged  and  much  improved  the  above  house,  he  is  now  ready  to  receive 
applications  for  boai'd  for  families  and  others  wishing  to  spend  some  time 
dui'ing  the  summer  months  in  the  most  pleasant  location  in  the  vicinity  of 
the  "White  Mountains.  Among  the  objects  of  interest  here  are  Kearsarje 
Mountain,  Echo  Lake,  WTiite  Horse  and  Harts  Ledges,  Crystal  Falls, 
Diana^s  ^  a /ft  s,  names  familiar  to  those  who  have  been  in' North  Conway. 
These  are  but  a  part  of  the  attractions  I  coidd  mention.  Either  of  these 
places  offers  suflBcient  inducements  to  any  one  seeking  pleasure,  to  visit  this 
village  :  being  within  a  distance  of  two  or  three  miles.  Parties  leave  the 
Washington  House  daily  on  excursions  to  one  or  more  of  them,  and  never 
weary  of  visiting  them,  as  they  invariably  discover  new  attractions  at  each 
successive  visit.  The  view  of  the  White  INIountaiu  range,  and  the  Saco 
River  winding  through  the  valley,  are  of  themselves  truly  enchanting.  On 
the  summit  of  ]Mount  Kearsarge,  at  an  altitude  of  five  thousand  feet  above 
the  level  of  the  sea,  is  a  house  for  the  accommodation  of  visitors.  Here  may 
be  had  a  finer  view  than  from  any  other,  Mount  Washington  not  excepted. 
Here  all  are  free  to  roam  over  the  hills  and  fields,  unrestrained  by  fear  or 
ceremony.  The  streams  abound  with  trout,  the  woods  with  game,  and,  in 
their  season,  various  kinds  of  berries  are  to  be  had  in  abundance. 

Many  from  the  cities  are  purchasing  house-lots  to  build  summer  resi- 
dences ;  some  have  purchased  houses,  and  have  made  this  village  their 
home  during  the  warm  weather  for  several  years  past.  Those  who  have 
visited  this  beautiful  valley  need  not  this  description  of  its  attractions,  nor 
an  invitation  to  visit  it  a  second  time.  To  the  stranger  we  would  say, 
come,  and  you  wiU  not  regret  having  chosen  North  Conway  as  your  place 
of  resort  for  the  summer. 

Our  house  is  pleasantly  located  ;  rooms  comfoi'table,  airy,  and  well  venti- 
lated. Our  table  wiU  be  supplied  with  the  best  the  country  affords.  With  a 
desire  to  please,  and  moderate  charge,  we  hope  for  a  liberal  share  of  patron- 
age. »  ^^     WM.  C.  EASTMAN. 

JVorth  Conway,  JV.  H,  June,  1856.  ^^^^ 

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ADVERTISEMEKTS 


SEISTTER     HOUSE, 


LAKE  TTINNIPISEOGEE. 


CENTRE  HARBOR,  N.  H. 

•  BY    GILMORE    &    HUNTRESS. 

This  popular  Hotel  (formerly  kept  by  C.  S.  Coe)  is  situated  at  tlie  ter- 
minus of  the  steam  conveyance  to  the  "White  Mountains.  It  stands  in  the 
midst  of  the  picturesque  and  romantic  scenery,  for  which  this  Switzerland 
of  America  is  so  celebrated.  The  house  is  placed  on  the  borders  of  the  Lake 
Winnipiseogee,  and  before  its  broad  piazza  this  splendid  sheet  of  water 
stretches  away  for  miles,  girded  by  mountains  and  studded  with  365  islands 
of  all  shapes,  hues  and  sizes.  Two  steamers  (Lady  of  the  Lake  and  Dover) 
ply  regularly  between  this  house,  the  Weirs  Landmg,  Wolfboro',  and  Alton 
Bay,  connecting  at  the  "Weirs  with  Boston,  Concord  and  Montreal  R.  R. , 
and  at  Alton  Bay  with  the  Cocheco  R.  R.,  both  being  direct  communications 
for  Boston.  The  famous  Red  Hill,  the  ascent  to  which,  on  horseback,  is 
within  the  ability  of  many  who  are  unable  to  bear  the  ascent  to  Mount 
"Washington,  is  about  two  miles  distant.  From  the  summit  of  the  moun- 
tain is  presented  an  enchanting  view,  called  by  the  Indians  "  The  Smile  of 
the  Great  Spirit." 

The  proprietors  devote  their  personal  attention  to  the  comfort  of  theii- 
guests  ;  and  all  that  can  make  a  hotel  attractive  and  interesting  to  tourists 
or  parties  of  pleasure  may  here  be  found.  The  patronage  of  the  public  is 
respectfully  solicited. 


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