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BiGELow FaiMily Reunion
TUTJieSlD^-^-, CTTJJ^E 2, 188 7.
OILMAN BIGELOW HOWE, fO A' f / H 7 ?
Secretary of the Bigelow Family Association.
'^^D HISTORICAI. SOCIEY
Pkinting and Publishixg House of Bigelow Brothers.
BRIGHAM YOUNG UN/VERSin
THE BIGELOW FAMILY.
This wide-spread and eminently well-known family appears
to be found in nearly every state in the Union, as well as in
many portions of the Dominion of Canada, and in every instance
may be traced to John Bigulah, or Biglo, as the name appears
on the early records of VVatertown, Mass., which seems to
have been the only residence of the first ancestor of the family
in this country, and where the marriage of John Bigulah and
Mary Warin is recorded as having taken place October 30,
1642; being the first marriage recorded in that town.
The early ancestry of the above-mentioned John is some-
what uncertain, and only a careful investigation can settle it
satisfactorily. The first John, according to the early records,
was the father of thirteen children, from whom are descended
this widely scattered family, of which about two hundred at-
tended the family gathering at Worcester, June 2, 1887.
The origin of this family reunion maybe said to have been
in the ever active brain of that enterprising and well-known
member of the family, Horace H. Bigelow, Esq., of Worcester,
Mass., and to him more than to all others are we indebted for
the success of the undertaking. Through the kindness and lib-
erality of Mr. Bigelow the members of the different branches of
the family were invited to meet at Lincoln Park, Quinsigamond
Lake, Worcester, Mass., on Wednesday, June 2, 1886. The
invitation was accepted by about two hundred of the family,
and the day was spent in a social and informal manner. The
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question of holding another reunion a year thence, and also the
question of gathering material and data for the compiling of a
family history, were discussed, and the following Committee
was chosen to take the whole matter in charge, and make all
necessary arrangements for a family reunion on Thursday^
June 2, 18S7:
Horace H. Bigelow, of Worcester, Mass., Chairman.
Rev. Jonathan Edwards, of Wellesley, Mass.
William P. Bigelow, of Natick, Mass.
John K. Seaver, of Malone, N. Y.
Oilman Bigelow Howe, of Northboro, Mass., Secretary.
Leslie Hastings, of Cambridge, Mass.
Horace P. Bigelow, of Waterville, N. Y.
Soon after the first meeting the Committee issued circulars
to send to any member of the family asking for information
concerning the family, with addresses, and extending the
notice of the intended reunion. Directories were searched, and
every source of information was carefully gleaned. The result
of this circular was several hundred letters in response, mani-
festing an unusual amount of interest, many signifying a desire
or intention of being present at the reunion, and nearly all
containing information regarding their branch of the family;
and in every case the best of interest was manifest.
As the day drew near the committee completed their ar-
rangements for the gathering, and selected Hon. Jonathan
Bigelow, of Watertown, Mass., as the president of the day, and
Rev. Jonathan Edwards, of Wellesley, Mass., to deliver the ad-
dress. For several days previous to the reunion the weather
was decidedly stormy, and the night before, it being very bad,
it was decided to hold the reunion in the Skating Rink at
Bigelow's Garden instead of in the Park.
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The morning opened no better than its predecessors, the
roads leading into the country being in such a condition as to
make traveling by carriage a matter of serious consideration,
and for a time it looked as though the proposed gathering
would have to be deferred.
But true to the family traits of character the descendants
of John Biglo were not to be deterred by storm, and by twelve
o'clock about two hundred of the family were present, and as
will be seen by a reference to the list of those who registered
their names, a very large section of the country was represented.
Although the weather outside was gloomy and unpropitious,
those present did their best to have an enjoyable time.
F. H. Biglow, Plainfield, N. J.
Mrs. Frances C. Biglow, Plainfield, N. J.
Isaac S. Bigelow, M. D., Dubuque, Iowa.
Russell A. Bigelow, 32 Nassau street, New York City.
Edgar L. Bigelow, Norwood, Mass.
Will A. Bigelow,
A. R. Bigelow, Colchester, Conn.
Jonathan Bigelow, Watertown, Mass.
Lewis S. Bigelow, St. Paul, Minn.
James Russell Bigelow, Blackstone. Mass.
Berta E. Bigelow, " "
Helen M. Bigelow, "
Mrs. C. S. Perry,
J. E. Bigelow, Colchester, Conn.
H. W. Bigelow, Toledo, Ohio.
J. D. Bigelow, Terre Haute. Ind.
C. B. Biglow, Springfield, Mass.
O. F. Bigelow, Amherst, Mass.
Mary H. P. Bigelow, Amherst, Mass.
Geo. Bigelow, Concord, "
Lucius A. Bigelow, Boston, "
Nelson Gordon Bigelow, Toronto, Ont.
David Bigelow, West Lebanon, N. Y.
Harriet E. Bigelow, " "
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Lucy Bigelovv Huested, New Lebanon, N. Y.
Amelia Bigelow Waite, Chatham, "
Lucy Bigelow, Brainerd, N. Y.
Edward B. Bigelow, Littleton, Mass.
Mrs. Mary J. Priest,
Miss Sarah A. Priest, " "
Frank Bigelow Priest, " "
F. L. Bigelow, Hartford, Conn.
Mrs. Abigail Russell, Prescott, Mass.
Mrs. Mary P. Bigelow, North Brookfield, Mass.
Jason C. Bigelow, " " "
Miss L. Adda Nichols, Nashville, Mich.
Levi Bigalow, Port Henry, N. Y.
Mrs. Levi Bigalow, Port Henry, N. Y.
Mrs. Amos Bigalow, Northfield, Mass.
Julia M. Stowe, Worcester, "
Mrs. Addie M. Hamilton, Spencer, Mass.
Mrs. Nancy Bigelow Stoddard, North Brookfield, Mass.
Mrs. Maria H. Poland,
Frank W. Bigelow, 35 Mt. Vernon street, Charlestown, Mass.
Geo. B. Bigelow, 34 School street, Boston, Mass.
Jonas S. Bigelow, Northboro, Mass.
Mrs. Ann Eliza Bigelow Dodge, Worcester, Mass.
Mrs. T. W. Sawyer, Marlboro, Mass.
Mrs. Effie G. Temple, "
Mrs. Jennie Bigelow Dacatur, Worcester, Mass.
Wm. P. Bigelow, Natick, Mass.
Mrs. W. P. Bigelow, "
Florence Bigelow, " "
Mrs. Louisa Bigelow Edwards, Natick, Mass.
Ozro M. Bigelow, Boston, Mass.
Elmer S. Bigelow, Athol, "
Mrs. Elmer S. Bigelow, Athol, Mass.
Warren T. Bigelow, North Brookfield, Mass.
Geo. W. Bigelow, Framiiigham, "
Mrs. G. C. Bigelow,
Chester Adams Bigelow, Wellesley, "
Mary M, Bigelow, Grafton, "
Maria Bigelow Morse, Worcester, "
Edwin S. Bigelow, East Cambridge, "
Edwin A. Bigelow, " " "
Mary A. Bigelow, East Cambridge, "
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David H. Bigelow, Melrose, Mass.
Mrs. David H, Bigelow, " "
Mrs. Geo. Huntley, " "
Rev. Jonathan Edwards, Wellesley Hills, Mass.
Abram Bigelow, Northboro, Mass.
Levi S. Brigham, Ayer, "
Frank E. Bigelow, Northboro, "
Geo. H. Bigelow, Dover, "
Lambert Bigelow, East Lake, Worcester, Mass.
Leander Bigelow, Worcester, Mass.
Julian F. Bigelow, " "
Mrs. Adelaide Bigelow, Worcester, Mass.
Miss Althea Bigelow, " "
Miss Glennie D. Bigelow, " "
Miss Lucy Bigelow, " "
L. E. Hill, North Brookfield,
Carrie L. Bigelow, Marlboro, "
Mrs. H. W. Bigelow, Worcester, "
Ezra H. Bigelow, Northboro, "
Abel M. Bigelow, West Boylston, "
William H. Bigelow, Dunkirk, N. Y.
Mrs. Anna M. Burbeck, San Diego, Cal.
F. Ellsworth Bigelow, Northboro, Mass.
G. A. Bigelow, Southboro, "
E. B. Greenlaw, Hudson, "
Mrs. H. H. Bigelow, Worcester, "
Frank H. Bigelow, " "
Silas Howe, Northboro, "
A. N. Ayres, North Brookfield, "
Fannie Bliss, " " "
Henry W. Bigelow, Newtonville, "
S. W. Phelps Bigelow, St. Lawrence Co.,';N. Y.
H. E. Felton, Westerly, R. I.
Geo. A. Stevens, Worcester, Mass.
Mrs. Geo. A. Stevens, " "
I. E. Bigelow, " "
John Paul Bigelow, " "
Minnie M. Bigelow, West Brattleboro, Vt.
Herbert M. Hazelton, Marlboro, Mass.
Mrs. T. Hazelton,
Mrs. M. B. Chipman, " "
Mrs. Julia Bigelow, 20S Austin street, Worcester, Mass.
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Mrs. Eleanor J. Bigelow, Austin street, Worcester, Mass.
Mrs. Alice J. (Bigelow) Knowles, Worcester, Mass.
Gracie H. Bigelow, Worcester, Mass.
Irving E. Bigelow, " "
Mary E. Bigelow, " "
Mrs. Anna M. Bigelow, " "
Lucy Bigelow Cutting, Framingham, Mass.
Mrs. Angle E. Sawyer, 88 Park street, Worcester, Mass.
Henry Bigelow, Sherborn, Mass.
Mary C. Bigelow, " "
Grace F. Bigelow, Chicago, 111.
Mrs. W. W. Bigelow, " "
Miss Jennie Bigelow, Northboro, Mass.
Lewis B. Wheeler, Berlin, "
Mrs. L. B. Wheeler, "
Charles F. Morse, Marlboro, "
Edward P. Howe, Northboro, "
James F. Bigelow, Marlboro, "
Mrs. Dr. Andrew Bigelow, Southboro, Mass.
At twelve o'clock, Hon. Jonathan Bigelow, of Watertown,
as president of the day, called the meeting to order and spoke
THE president's REMARKS.
Ladies and Ge7ttle7Jien, Uncles, Aunts and Cousins:
In behalf of the Committee of Arrangements I greet you
all and bid you welcome. The sentiment, the instinct, of con-
sanguinity has a lodgment in every human breast, and it is
that feeling that has brought so many of us together from
many different states, from Canada and Nova Scotia, and I
trust the occasion will be of such a pleasant character that
none will regret the fatigue and expense of the journey to this
delightful spot. We all realize what this feeling of kinship is.
It is born in us, an inspiration from our Creator, and stimu-
lates to deeds of love and sacrifice for those nearly related to
us. It is this feeling that enables us to look back nearly two
hundred and fifty years to the old town of Watertown in Mas-
sachusetts and in imagination see our progenitor, John Biglo,
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at his forge, his brawny arm swinging the hammer that made
the sparks fly from the white-hot iron. Bond's History informs
us that John Biglo was selectman of the town in 1655, 1670
and 1671, was twice married, and died in July, 1703, aged
eighty-six years; consequently he must have been born in 1617.
Sir Richard Saltonstall with his company was the first to settle
in Watertown, on the banks of Charles River, in July, 1630.
Bond tells us it was the fourth town settled in the Massachu-
setts Bay Colony; Salem being the first, Charlestown the second,
and Dorchester the third.
But I must not anticipate what the historian of the day has
to say. I expect many warm and lasting friendships will be
formed this day, and one day seems hardly time enough for us
all to become acquainted. I have no doubt many of us may
meet again in our journeyings in different parts of the country
on business or pleasure, and I am sure we shall all endeavor
to make the name of Bigelow an honored and respected name.
In the course of the day we are to have the pleasure of listen-
ing to interesting addresses prepared for the occasion. And
we will now listen to Rev, Jonathan Edwards, of Wellesley,
ADDRESS OF REV. JONATHAN EDWARDS.
Brethren and Fi'iends: It is really pleasant to find one's-
self in "the bosom of his own family"! In this blossoming
season it is fine to see you all, the fruit of one ancestral tree
planted on American soil two hundred and fifty years ago.
For you have observed that the time of beginning our family
union, this year or the last, cannot be far from two centuries
and a half since our original progenitor came over. I venture
to salute you all, and every one, this morning. I congratulate
you on the family name, honored and beloved, by which we
are drawn together; and on the public spirit that has devised
this family gathering. We may differ on politics, on religion,
on business, on literature, — but this company assembled here
is supposed to be a unit in its appreciation of the Bigelow name.
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The oldest genealogy is in the oldest and best Book in the
world. And those who seek to follow their family back as far
as they can, do but imitate an example set us in some of the
earliest books of the Bible, both in the Old Testament and
the New. When a man gets to talking of his ancestors of cen-
turies ago, it is a long subject. I hope that, after I am started,
you won't be compelled to fear I'm going to keep on till some
future generation actually comes upon the scene! It is as-
tonishing with what rapidity the descendants of one man may
multiply. The lonely John Bigelow, of Watertown, in 1637,
has become, in 1887, thousands and tens of thousands.
To undertake to trace out even the principal heads of this
widely-scattered house owning a common origin, though only
since they touched American soil, is no part of my purpose.
I could not do it if I would. Such details fill volumes and
require, in order to be accurately done, years of attention.
It is to be wished that some one with the taste, skill and leisure
for it might be induced to make such a record, which would
be of permanent value.
Any one curious as to his own descent from the original
John Bigelow will find, in Bond's History of Watertown, not
less than three hundred names of Bigelovvs from which to se-
lect; and if he or she cannot pick out a good grandfather or
grandmother there, he must be hard to please. I can only ex-
pect to retouch for an hour the fading outline of the picture
of long gone-by years; to revive remembrance of the times of
the man in whom we all have a common proprietorship; to im-
press, if I may, the worth of these family ties; and to express
for you all the hearty greetings of the occasion.
Nothing is more easy, or less satisfactory, than from a few
plausible data to jump at conclusions concerning one's fore-
fathers. But I think we can hardly be mistaken in those chief
points that have been agreed upon about our ancestor, viz.,
that John Bigelow was born at Wrentham, Suffolk, England,
in A. D. 1617, as appears both from his baptismal register and
from his oath made as to his age when a witness in court; that
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he came to America somewhere about the year 1636 and set-
tled at Watertown, — being, after Rev. Geo. Phillips (ancestor
of the Phillips family of Massachusetts) and those of his com-
pany, among the earlier founders of that ancient town, in
which he passed sixty-seven years of his life, — that he con-
tinued to live in Watertown, — a landholder, a blacksmith, a
farmer, a well-to-do and highly respected citizen, — till his
death in 1703, at the age of 86 years.
Bond states that he left a good estate; was constable; also
selectman for three years (as were two of his sons after him —
Samuel and Thomas — for twelve years); and was evidently of
sturdy and vigorous character. He married in 1642, August
30, at the age of twenty-five, Mary Warren, also of English
birth, and this is the first marriage on the town records of
Watertown.* After her death, he married again, in his seventy-
seventh year, Sarah Bemis. By his first wife he had thirteen
children, of whom the last two died within a month of birth.
Is it any token of a well rounded and balanced character that
as near as possible half of these were sons and half were daugh-
ters? Of these children, the first son, John, had no offspring.
The remaining five sons continued to perpetuate his name in
nearly fifty children (forty recorded by Bond) that were born
to them, twelve children to one couple recurring in repeated
By intermarriage his family has become connected in all
directions, of which I have seen stated this one notable exam-
ple: in the year 1706 Mercy Bigelow, granddaughter of John
Bigelow, the Settler, married, when twenty years old, Lieut.
Thomas Garfield, from whom, the fourth or the fifth in de-
scent, was James Abram Garfield, the late lamented president
of the United States.
In Watertown the site of the first (or second) meeting-
house is still pointed out; opposite to it is the oldest burial
ground; and close by stands to-day the ancient house which
*The record gives it thus: " 1640, 30th day,Sth mo., John Bi^ulah and Mary Warin
joyned in marriage before Mr. Newell."
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tradition says was built by the first minister, Rev. George
Phillips. This is the part of Watertown almost bordering on
the noted and beautiful Mt. Auburn Cemetery, near which it
seems probable John Bigelow's homestead was placed. His
children soon removed to various localities — to Weston, to
Natick, to Marlboro, to Worcester County, and other Massa-
chusetts towns, and further away; the two oldest sons, John
and Jonathan, to Hartford, Connecticut; and several years
ago, thirty-nine Bigelows were said to lie in one Hartford
cemetery; later, to New York, to Nova Scotia, Canada and
many other parts.
Let us turn back a moment from our modern times and
habits of thinking, to that England from which our ancestor
came out. He left a county, Suffolk, on the eastern coast of
New England, bordering on the sea. We know something of
the land here where he lived; we would also like to recall the
scene which this young man of twenty years left behind.
Queen Elizabeth had died fourteen years before he was born.
He entered the world in the reign of the first James, and eight
years before Charles the First was to begin his troublous career
on the throne. Cromwell was eighteen years old; Shakspeare
had died the year before, and Milton was in his ninth year. The
Pilgrims were to sail for Plymouth when he was three years of
age, and sixteen years later he would follow them. Twenty
years after he came to Massachusetts arrived in Virginia the
first American ancestor of George Washington. And, most
significant of all, having, we may believe, an influence on his
character far greater than might be suspected, our King James'
version of the Bible preceded our ancestor's birth by only
How unlike the life we lead were all the outward surround-
ings, even in the old land, and of course vastly more in the
new wilds where he pitched his tent. While we are now
whirled along our thirty to fifty miles an hour, even the mails
in his England still jogged by, on horseback, at the rate of five
miles an hour. In his old home, no steamboat, no postage
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Stamp, no lighted town streets, no friction match, almost no
carpel on a floor, no common schools, and no newspaper, —
for the earliest English newspaper (if such you would call an
occasional budget of news printed in a pamphlet form), was
issued in 1619, two years after John Bigelow was born, and
was entitled, "News from Holland."
The old England that he forsook would seem to us in
many of its aspects a barbarous land; but what a wilderness
must have been his New England! This prosperous and
proud Worcester was not begun till ten years after our ances-
tor had died, and the " Great West " of his time — untraveled
and distant and unknown — hardly reached so far as this rich
and fertile county. The town of Westminster near us was so
far away that it was made a grant of wild lands to the soldiers
of King Philip's war, and John Bigelow's son Joshua was the
first man who died there, at the age of ninety, one hundred
and nine years after his father had landed at Watertown.
How well we should all of us like to have this first settler in
America look in upon us here to-day — the one grand grand-
father of us all! I wish at least we could have a portrait of
him. Vain wish! I am sure he would say to us, " Glad am I
that you, my hundreds of children, and representatives of
thousands, remember me: blessings go with you, and may you
send down the old name with flying colors to the coming
Perhaps I may be permitted to suggest a few of the traits
of character that belong to these old time families. Homes
they made, and loved them, and worked hard for them, and
honored them so much that their children after them built up
home-loving generations of noble men and women. It seems
to me they had a very marked degree of energy and enterprise.
They would hardly otherwise have plucked up vigor enough
to abandon the old seats and push off into such an untried
life, in a land so little familiar and across an ocean that even
now, with all the speed and lessening of modern travel, makes
a good many voyagers hesitate. It certainly required force
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and grit to set one's stake among the forests, and to go to work
without grumbling to hold it fast; good sense; sound judg-
ment; a persevering temper; an ability to take things by the
right handle; a steady determination for the wrestle of life —
these, and united with them, in men who would leave home
and country behind and push out into the solitudes, there must
have been a care to obey one's conscience, and to find, or
rather to make, a new home where should be "freedom to
These forceful qualities have been repeated often, we can-
not doubt, in our subsequent generations. Some of those of
whom I have known, or have heard, have clearly proved them-
selves "chips of the old block." Let me allude to a few ex-
amples, in part gleaned by myself, in part by others, or recorded
in town histories, sources from which such instances might
easily be multiplied.
You were told, last year, of the Bigelow of Marlboro, who,
with a comrade, was carried captive by the Indians to Canada.
Instead of pining away in hopeless regrets, the one being a
carpenter and the other a blacksmith, they offered to build for
the Governor a sawmill in return for their freedom, said to be
the first sawmill ever seen in all that region. It procured them
their release, and, after returning to his home, Mr. Bigelow
named two of the children that were born to him Comfort
and Freedom, in memory of his trials and escape.
—^ A Bigelow, whom I well knew, of the fourth generation
from the original John (one of the Connecticut branch),
showed, all his life long, strongly developed, these qualities of
persistent pluck and force. I go somewhat minutely into this
particular biography because I happen to be acquainted with
it, and because it may perhaps be taken as a specimen of the
times of our fathers' fathers. Such homely narratives at least
may tell us that a good deal of solid work had to be done in
those days, and may help us not to draw back for trifles.
This Bigelow was born fifty-two years after the original
John (his father's great-grandfather) had passed away. He
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was born seven months after his own father died, and, within
the space of about three weeks, a few months previous to his
birth, had lost father, grandmother, brother and a sister!
When twelve years of age he is said, with two men, to have
cradled a piece of rye of twelve acres, he taking his turn in
going before all the day. At fourteen years he was bound ap-
prentice to a carpenter and joiner, and served, as the custom
then was, seven years. At one time a builder, in a great hurry
to finish a new house, offered him a pistareen a night if he
would add night-work; he did so, working till day-light, then
lying down on the shavings and sleeping till sunrise, when he
would get up to the day work. This he did many nights, but
when the house was done the builder neglected to pay him,
though often requested, until after the young man married,
when the pay being offered, Bigelow refused to take it, saying
that " a pistareen (a coin of about twenty cents, is it not ?) at
the time it ought have been paid was worth more to him than
five dollars then.
Speaking of his marrying day, "courting" had to be com-
pressed in close quarters. Being employed at a distance from
his own, but near the home of the young lady, he would work
till night, then go (without supper) to her home, where was "a
quilting," dance till one o'clock, then to a house near by till
morning, and back to the work of the day with his master's
cold pork and potatoes, left over from yesterday's dinner, for
breakfast. At twenty-one he was drafted in the revolutionary
army, and served on "Dorchester Heights" at the siege of
Boston. While quartered there in the house of a woman who
had a sick child that was badly worried by the noise, he sta-
tioned himself at the foot of the stair and persuaded his fellow
soldiers to favor the invalid by keeping quiet. For this the
mother was most grateful, and some time after, hearing that he
lay sick (I think with the small-pox) and in a stable where, in
his feebleness, he was in danger of being trampled by the horses,
she insisted on his being conveyed to her house and nursed
him to his recovery. Like so many soldiers of the Revolution
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he lost his money by the depreciation of "the continental cur-
rency," so that he paid thirty pounds for the buttons on his
wedding vest. Shortly after his marriage the shop where he
worked took fire, and he was compelled to see the articles he
had toiled hard to manufacture fall down one by one into the
flames. But the Bigelow motto was not to give up. Appointed
constable and collector, he came to do a large business; up and
off at day-light; riding all day without dinner; home a little
before midnight; while looking over the day's accounts eating
a hungry man's supper, such as would compel us to see several
grandfathers at once; but he, lying down, would sleep soundly
a tired man's sleep till another daylight put him again on his
horse. As such men will, he plucked success through courage
and toil, and died at seventy-five years in the fine home he had
won for his household of eleven children.
Another Bigelow, — one from the State of New York, — pre-
sents a life singularly mixed of sweetness and vigor. Fearing
God and loving men, starting from poverty he toiled with un-
failing content; obtained by his blended kindliness and decis-
ion a remarkable control over those around him; though hav-
ing the fewest advantages of early schooling he educated him-
self and would sit up almost the entire night to read a new
book. Of this love of learning the amusing instance is given
that, when nearly at the age of eighty-nine, he was almost
incensed because his son could not be persuaded to join him
in the entertainment of working out some intricate mathemati-
cal problem. Dying at an advanced old age he left behind
him a saintly name fragrant through the whole vicinity where
he had lived.
Another, — of the Canada branch of the family, — famed for
a large and robust frame, held the office of sheriff in Toronto
for twenty years. His way to this place had been opened by
his personal courage: "A desperate criminal had broken goal
and almost killed two of his pursuers. On the third day when
two hundred men had surrounded him in a forest, they halted,
and ' Uncle Levi' advanced to make the arrest. The convict
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first threatened, then aimed a pistol and pulled the trigger at a
distance of six feet! He was instantly seized and, though the
pistol missed fire, it was well and heavily loaded." This Bige-
low was an officer in the battle of Lundy's Lane, and was in
later military expeditions.
These strong traits, too, have been repeated in our own day,
as witness is borne in the struggles of business, in the prizes
won by distinguished inventors, and wherever manly facul-
ties are tested. The fearful battle of Gettysburg bore witness,
in the heroic courage with which the old family name w^as
carried to the very front by a scholar of Harvard, on that
eventful day. Our family, like so many another, is now found
scattered from the British Provinces to the " Golden Gate";
and some, as you well know, have brought honor to the name
in private, and in high public, service in distant and foreign
One Bigelow, born in Nova Scotia — I wish he were here
and hope he may be — has written us from three thousand
miles away of his interest in this day. He is one of the " forty-
niners " of California, having sailed in '49 all the way around
Cape Horn, the six thousand miles, a voyage of one hundred
and ninety-three days, — without stopping anywhere and with-
out speaking a single vessel in the six and a half months.
A few years since the New York Observer published an ac-
count of three remarkable Bigelow chairs on exhibition in
Chicago, said to be two hundred and sixty-three years old,
brought from England in 1648 by one Dow, and given to his
friend John Bigelow, of Watertown. To trace the pedigree of
a family, even with records before you, is often difficult
enough, as any of you who have attempted it will testify; but
to trace the descent of ancient chairs may be more puzzling
still, and I am not going to stake my reputation on their exact
number of centuries. It is evident they attracted great atten-
tion in the northwestern capital, and they must have been veri-
table antiques. Whether there be some virtue in associating
with such ancient historic heirlooms to grant longevity to their
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owners, or not, surely it is something remarkable, the long lives
of many of our family. The first owner is asserted to have
lived ninety-five years, his wife eighty-one, and the next owner
ninety-six. Our first John, of Watertown. died at eighty-six,
his son Joshua at ninety, and his son John at the age of eighty-
nine years. In 1870 the one hundredth birthday was cele-
brated of John Day Bigelow, of Marlborough, Hartford County,
I might read you a curious scrap on the philological origin
of the name Bigelow, written by a student from Trieste, Italy,
Mr. A. W. Thayer, himself also of our household. He says:
" Many years ago Prof. C. E. Stowe " (who, by the way, was
also of the Bigelow descent) "wrote me that the great philolo-
gist, Jacob Grimm, told him the name Biglow or Bigelow was
derived from ^Aberglaube.' The German word ' glaube' means
belief, faith, and ' oberglaube ' is 'overmuch faith.' The
changes in the form of the word are in part German and in
part English; in part the result of writing according to the
sound, etc. * * How common the fault in ordinary con-
versation of dropping an initial vowel, say 'a': thus Aber-
glaube became Berglaube, or glo-be. Aberglaube is now Ber-
glo-be. Now pronounce ' b ' without quite closing the lips,
and it is 'v.' The German w is our v, and Aberglaube is now
Ber-glo-we, or, by a change in division of syllables, Berg-lo-we.
Contract, in speaking. Berg into 'Beg' or 'Big' and Berg-lo-
we became Big-lo-we and then Biglow."
We are indebted to one man of our family name, resident
here in Worcester, for the beginning of this family gathering
and for the conveniences of this spacious spot. I read with
interest, as perhaps you did, not long ago, an account of "a
grand mechanical, industrial, electrical exhibition " of Mas-
sachusetts, opened by the Governor of our State, here, last
March. The distinguishing feature was said to be that " all
the vast array of machinery was run by electricity, furnished
by a single wire from dynamos in an adjoining building." Can
we not see in this a figure of our family life? The first one of
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our name who, two hundred and fifty years ago, came from
the old home over the great sea, a young man of nineteen, —
might you not describe him as the "single wire' that brought
a great amount of human electricity across from an adjoining
realm, — electricity that courses to-day through your veins and
mine, and serves to keep the now widely scattered and most
various machinery of a thousand minds and hearts and hands
in full play, from the furthest east to the Pacific shore.
Before closing this rambling Bigelow talk, pardon me a
word upon the value of such reuniofis as this in strengthening the
family idea. Is not the family bond in this country, and in
our time, in danger of being rather rudely treated, sometimes
quite severed? Brothers and sisters are sundered for so many
years, so far apart, they almost forget each how the other looks.
Years go by, vast spaces intervene; and if their hearts are not
parted they themselves are. Any call like that of to-day is
good that blows a silver trumpet and summons the wandering
tribe to be one again. Besides, the family bond may be a help to
all. "Blood is thicker than water." Those who own one origin
and spring from one stock have, and must have, and should
have, interests in common. The sign of one family continued
through several generations ought to be "a helping hand."
It was God himself who, at the first "set the solitary in
families," and it were stupid indeed, and heedless, not to ac-
knowledge his goodness in the enlargement and guidance of
a family relationship now so widely extended as ours. Unto
Him who has guarded and sustained us through these cen-
turies, we commend the children and the children's children.
Your committee thanks you, kinsmen, for the pains you
have taken to come together in so large numbers to-day, and
wishes you all joy and every blessing.
At the close of the address of Mr. Edwards, the President
introduced Miss L. Adda Nichols, of Nashville, Michigan (a
descendant of a western branch of the family), who recited
the following poem, of which she was the author:
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POEM BY L. ADDA NICHOLS.
HEN ancient Greece in glory shone,
In wealth of splendor and renown,
The mother, all the world avers,
Of poets and philosophers,
The source to which our wealth we owe
Of culture, that her hands bestow,
Herodotus with well-earned fame
As father of all history, came
To entertain Olympia's guests
With records of far-reaching quests.
Of topics wide and manifold.
Of countries and of heroes bold.
Between the games and heated race,
They listened with attentive grace
To all the wonders of the age
As told them by the honored sage.
And as all Hellas older grew
In wealth of art and letters too,
With culture that ne'er fails to please.
Came the historian Thucydides,
Thro' art and literature shone.
Worthy the record, handing down
To generations yet to be,
A rich and lasting legacy;
With treasures rare to search and find,
One theme alone filled all his mind;
Naught could attract from near or far.
Save the Peloponnesian War.
And so dear friends, we gather ttere,.
Drawn by one theme from far and near;
From north and south, from east and west.
From every home that each loves best.
We gather here a kindred host.
From Maine to Californian coast.
To form acquaintance new, tho' late,
'Mid glories of the Old Bay State;
That justly claims with glowing pride.
Much that has made her fame world-wide^
Birth-place of many of true worth.
Whose zeal and wisdom bless the earth.
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And ancient land-marks here abound,
Our fathers made historic ground;
An open door to freedom's land
Dear Plymouth Rock for aye shall stand.
The Old South Church in peace and war
Shines out an ever guiding star;
Your hearts with patriotism thrill,
When thoughts arise of Bunker Hill:
While old and young delight to hear
Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere.
You boast all things as "done up brown,"
E'en to the witches of Salem town;
Rejoice in progress of to-day,
With superstition passed away.
Now 'round the fire-side love to tell
Of what in olden times befell;
How in seventeen-hundred-seventy-three
In Boston Harbor they steeped the tea;
So strong they made it Old Britain shrank,
Nor called the nectar sweet she drank.
The greatest Tea-party e'er was known,
In any country or any zone;
It proved a nation strong for right,
That dares oppression with her might.
Now lest the prelude longer be
Than all the line of ancestry.
We leave these thoughts and hasten on
To descendants numerous of John;
Who first into New England came,
And here diffused the honored name.
And further back we still may go
To trace the name of B^gelow;
When Henry Third on England's throne
Did reign, e'en then the name was known;
'Tis changed somewhat from Baguley
To the Yankee style it wears to- day.
Richard, Lord of Baguley, came,
His race per custom took the name.
When Henry Seventh affairs controlled,
Ralph De Baguley, we are told.
Was then the Lord of Allerton Hall ;
The history we with pride recall;
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And then we read that later on,
His great-grandson, the aforesaid John,
At an early day sailed o'er the sea,
Curious to explore this " faire countrie."
He closely followed the Pilgrim band,
And made a home in the same fair land.
Now from the broad Atlantic's foam
To the far Pacific, where e'er you roam
That name you'll meet; and often find
In places of trust and honor enshrined
That name; and may it ever be
Unsullied by impurity.
With honest pride the name we own.
As handed down from father to son;
May each esteem the privilege dear.
To keep the record shining clear.
We boast a royal ancestry;
But that makes neither you nor me;
On individual worth alone
We build a structure all our own;
And for its failures more or less
Responsibility must confess.
As well might each and all begin
To plead excuse by Adam's sin.
As that a noble ancestry
Makes up a life's deficiency.
0! lasting prize of valor, won
By Massachusetts' noble son!
Time- honored Worcester proudly gave
Colonel Timothy Bigelow the brave;
jSIan of strong heart and iron will,
Who nobly fought at Bunker Hill,
With Revolutionary fame
For aye shall shine the cherished name.
Now thanks to him whose generous hand
Has welcomed this fraternal band;
The anniversary of whose birth.
We celebrate with songs and mirth.
May this meeting emblematic be
Of the great home-gathering, where we
With all the loved ones gone before
From Father's house go out no more.
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At the close of the above poem, the announcement was
made that dinner was waiting to be served. An intermission
was taken at once, and soon all were busy at the bountifully
laden tables so well superintended by caterer C. S. Yeaw, of
The afternoon session was opened with a short address of an
historical character, by Russell A. Bigelow, of New York City.
ADDRESS OF RUSSELL A. BIGELOW.
The weather to-day reminds me of a story I once heard
about a knock-kneed, bow-legged individual, who stood warm-
ing himself before a red-hot stove, in a public place, after hav-
ing been out in a drenching rain. A precocious boy came up
to him, and after having surveyed him a moment, said so loud
that every one around could hear: " Hi, mister, you'd better
keep away from that hot stove. Your legs are a-warpin'."
I hope that the mist and rain will not warp our interest in the
lives and fortunes of our common ancestors, and that in future
years we may again meet to honor their memories.
Thirteen years ago, a younger brother and I attended a
French school in Paris. The contortions practiced upon our
patronymic were distressing. The head of our department
persisted in calling us Beejeeloo un and Beejeeloo deux. The
master of the school boasted that he had once resided in Eng-
land, and took pride in his pronunciation of our language.
We were considerably amused when he dubbed us Bygiiloave.
It is not surprising, however, that foreigners are puzzled by
our name, for the record seems to indicate that our good old
ancestors were sometimes perplexed as to how they should
designate themselves before the world.
Among the names published by the New England Genea-
logical Society, of those who took the oath of fidelity in 1652,
we find that of John Bigolouh. A stray copy.of the same list,
found among some old papers, is also published by the same
society. It is entitled: "Here is also the names of certaine
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men, whom upon this occasion have taken the oath of fidelity
at Watertowne." John Biggalough is the last of the forty- one
names given. The occasion referred to was the election of
Lieut. Mason to be captain.
The first marriage recorded in Watertown is noted in these
words: "John Bigulah and Mary Warin, joyned in mariag
before Mr. Nowell the 30. 8. 1642." We learn, too, that John
Bigulah, sr., was impressed for service in King Philip's war.
Others say that the name is spelled Biggely and Biglow in the
Watertown records, while the name of our English ancestors
""^ was quite probably Baguley.
Under date of IMarch 4, 1651, appears the following entry
in the Town Records of Watertown:
" Agreed wth John Biglo yt for ten trees the town allowed him for the
setting up a shop for a smithes forge, yt he shall either goe on with yt his
promise of setting up his trade, wh is the trade of a smith, wthin one twelf-
month after the date hereof, or else to pay unto the towne ten shillings for
these ten trees he acknowledged to have ofl the townes."
The Nen< England Genealogical Register informs us that
there was credited to Joshua Bigalo (a son of John Bigelow, of
Watertown), on Feb. 29, 1676, for services in King Philip's
war, under Capt. Davenport and Capt. Ting, jQc>2 i4d. cos., a
much larger sum in those days than it would be to-day. The
same Joshua Bigelow was allotted twenty-five acres of land in
Worcester, as appears by the records of the proprietors, for his
services in King Philip's war. The name seems to have been
repeated four times on the same page, in the descriptions of
^---Sigelow's lot, and those adjoining. First, it is Bigo.la, then
\^Bigellow, next Bigolow and finally Bigolo.
In this age of railroads and rapid communication we can
hardly imagine the quiet, simple life of our ancestors. It is
said that "little more than eighty years ago, there was only
one stage coach between London and Edinboro, which started
once a month from each place, and took a fortnight to com-
plete the journey." We catch a glimpse of the difficulty of
communication when we read that the accounts of the admin-
istrators of John Bigelow, of Watertown, contain a charge "of
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2s. for a man and horse to notify John Stearns, at Bellerica, to
attend the funeral"; also one of "3s. for a man and horse to
Sherburne to notify Isaac Larned and wife to attend the
It early became the law in Watertown that only church-
members could be freemen, with the full privileges of citizen-
ship. Persons who had taken the oath of fidelity, however,
could hold office or receive appointments from the court. We
have seen that John Bigelow, sr., took the oath in 1652. He
was selectman in 1665, 1670 and 167 1, but he did not become
a freeman until 1690, when he was seventy-three years of age.
Thus it is probable that he did not join the church until he
had had many a year in which to reap a good harvest of wild
I find evidence that one other of our common ancestors
was not an altogether exemplary Puritan. John Bigelow mar-
ried Mary Warren. As she was the mother of all his children,
her father, John Warren , is as much our common ancestor as
is John Bigelow. We read that in October, 165 1, John War-
ren and Thomas Arnold were each fined 20s. for an offence
against the laws concerning baptism. April 4, 1654, he was
fined for neglect of public worship, " 14 Sabbaths, each 5s.=
jQ^ los." Thus the fine for neglecting public worship seems
to have been greater than the pecuniary reward for service in
King Philip's war. It is fortunate for some of us that we were
born so late, March 14, 1659, John Warren was to be warned
for not attending public worship, the quaint old record adding:
^'But old Warren is not to be found in town." May 27, 1661,
the houses of "old Warren and Goodman Hammond " were
ordered to be searched for Quakers. Henry Bond, in his his-
tory of Watertown, says: "He appears to have agreed in re-
ligious sentiments with Dr. John Clark, of Newport, Nathaniel
Briscoe, sr., who returned to England, and Thomas Arnold,
who moved from Watertown to Providence," and he adds:
"They were probably all Baptists." Since Watertown was
too severely puritanical for his friends, it is probable that it
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did not lack much of being too hot a place for " old Warren."
This John Warren was one of those who came to New
England with John Winthrop. He may have come in the
same boat, the Arbella, which landed in Salem, June 12, 1630.
John Winthrop was the leader of the settlers and their first
governor. As the colony was that of Massachusetts Bay he
is often called the first governor of Massachusetts. Some
seven or eight hundred Puritans accompanied him — more,
probably, than at any other time ever came over in one com-
pany. They all settled in Boston or its immediate vicinity.
Watertown, for the first twenty years of its history, was as
large and important as Boston. John Warren was forty-five
years of age when he came to New England. His daughter
Mary must have been born in England and accompanied him.
In a letter, evidently written soon after landing (probably
in July, 1630), from John Winthrop to his "very loving son,
Mr. John Winthrop, at Groton, in Suffolk," occurs the follow-
ing passage: "John Warren hath appointed money to be
paid to you by the bond he left with you. He owes beside
;;^io, beside his present provisions." From this it would
appear that John Warren had borrowed money from John
Winthrop in England, for which he had given a bond, which
had been left with John Winthrop, jr., and that either on the
voyage, or soon after his arrival in New England, Warren
had borrowed ten pounds more; and that the provisions on
which he was living, when he first reached Salem, were sup-
plied by John Winthrop.
The name of John Warren appears on the first list of 118
freemen of Watertown, May iS, 1631. He was selectman from
1636 to 1640, He was one of a committee of seven, appointed
January 10, 1648, to consider the disputes "about lands in
lieu of township." Bond tells us that the earliest reference to
roads in the town records is in 1635, probably September 14,
when it was "agreed, that John Warren and Abraham Browne
shall lay out all the highways, and to see that they be suffi-
ciently repaired." In an elaborate genealogy of his family,
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Prof. John C. Warren, of Harvard, traced the descent of John
Warren to William the Conquerer, through the Earls of War-
ren. He obtained the data for the elaborate family chart he
gives from much personal research in England and corres-
pondence with genealogists there. _ *"
During the last month, as I have had leisure, I have been
reading the early history of New England, and tracing the
lives and family connections of some fifty Puritan families, to
whom I have traced my descent. My interest has been
aroused; I may even say my enthusiasm kindled by the study.
Probably there is not a county in England where the English
blood is purer than was that of our New England ancestors of
the last century. Immigration into New England continued
from 1620 to 1641, during which period some twenty-one
thousand Englishmen, bold, venturesome and pious men,
landed on these rugged shores. From 1641 to the beginning
of this century immigration into New England from any
quarter almost entirely ceased. - The people spread over the
whole territory of New England, but did not begin to emigrate
to the West until after the Revolutionary war. The inhabi-
tants of New England were, therefore, at least up to the time
of the Revolution, a homogeneous race of pure English descent.
They were men whose memories we may well honor. We
have just reason to be proud that the blood of such honest,
steadfast, sturdy, liberty-loving hearts flows in our own veins.
Their most uncompromising trait has been well called " a
fierce spirit of liberty." They left comfortable homes in
order to worship God in their own way. They suffered
countless hardships during the first years of their residence
on the bleak, cold, barren, homeless shores of New England.
In later years they endured terrible afflictions in fighting
Indians, and the yet more rigorous powers of nature, in their
conquest of New England. During these long years, and as a
consequence, perhaps, of these very hardships and afflictions,
there were developing the solid foundations of New England
grit, energy and common-sense, which to-day form the strength
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and hope of the nation. It is surely the very highest distinc-
tion to be able to say of them that they were the founders of
a government, a political system and a nation, that have al-
ready exerted a wonderful influence upon the world, and
whose future supremacy in the world's history no man doubts.
These men believed in order and method, as their records at-
test. I have been amazed at the facility with which the connec-
tions of families and the births of children can be ascertained
and verified by the records these careful people have left us.
I do not believe there is among any people on the globe to-day
a similar fund of information regarding the pedigrees of so
many of its inhabitants. In our bustling America of to-day,
with our sixty million people, and our constant migrations
from one county and state to another, such precision of record
would be well-nigh impossible, and we all know full well that
it is not in fact attained or even attempted.
Among the many Puritan names, that of Bigelow has al-
ways held an honorable place. Even the more humble mem-
bers, of the family have been honest, sober, respected citi-
zens. I can claim no greater distinction for my own ancestors,
who were country farmers. John Bigelow, grandson of John,
of Watertown, settled in Colchester, Conn., in 1706. His
great-grandson, Erastus, moved to Easton, New York,- which
was the birth-place of his grandson, my father.
Of my own name I surely ought not to boast. The only
scalawag of the Bigelow name of whom I ever heard, was R.
A. Bigelow. He was a noted thief and highwayman of the
southwest. I was never able to ascertain how nearly related
he was to me. But perhaps I ought to mention this fact in a
whisper, for I notice that one of the reverend gentlemen who
follows me rejoices in the name of Russell Bigelow, and he
might not care to have his parishioners know that there was a
desperado in his family. But it is universally acknowledged
that there must be some black sheep in every flock, and in
spite of such representatives as R. A. Bigelow (of course I
mean the other one), the name of Bigelow is an honorable one.
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In Boston no name stands higher. In Worcester the descend-
ants of Col. Timothy Bigelow may well cherish the traditions
of the family. Every carpet on which we tread is a monu-
ment to the inventive genius of one of our own blood. The
gentleman to whom we were to have listened to-day, who has
so well represented our nation in the principal courts of
Europe, the lifelong friend and the executor of Mr. Tilden^
has shown that the blood of Colchester farmers is no impedi-
ment to an honorable career in the sight of many witnesses.
But what need is there to speak of those who have made our
name respected in the great world? We, ourselves, are a host
of honest, earnest, active Bigelows, with work to do, and with
a determination to do it worthily. Such men were our
fathers. Such men shall our children be. So long as the
name exists, it shall ever remain a true title of nobility.
After this very interesting address, Rev. Jonathan Edwards
favored the audience by reading a poem by Allen G. Bigelow,
of Lockport, N. Y.
POEM BY ALLEN OILMAN BIGELOW.
Normandy, A. D. 1066.
THE sun pours down his glorious rays,
The sea shoots back the dazzling blaze,
While, blazing sea and sky between,
Behold a marvelous scene!
Upon the sands, in glittering groups,
Gather the conquering William's troops
While on the flashing channel floats
His fleet of high-prowed boats.
Along the shining, shingley beach,
Far as the straining eye can reach,
A shifting throng of restless men
Come, go, and come and go again.
Huge stallions toss their angry manes.
Champ bits and jingling bridle-chains
And paw the sand with iron hoof,
Impatient of reproof.
Like silver gleams each steel cuirass.
Like gold each helm of burnished brass.
Like yonder Channel's spray and spume
Flashes each waving plume.
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Metallic chink of chained mail
Answers the flap of bellying sail;
The rattle of the twelve-foot sweep
Comes faintly o'er the deep.
Hoarse shoutings from the galley fleet
The trumpet's notes in mid-air meet,
While clash of arms and stern commands
Ring out across the sands.
Here, 'mid this wild and warlike din,
'Mid eager soldiers plunging in,
Impatient at enforced delay,
In haste to be away.
Our Norman ancestor we find,
A Knight, to all but conquest blind.
Eager yon chalk-white cliffs to tread
And streak them o'er with red.
His face with many a cicatrix
Is deeply seamed; a gaunt hound licks
His palm all hardened by the hilt
Of that good sword wherewith he spilt
In many a battle, tourney, tilt,
On both sides of the Channel's flood,
Much good, red, human blood.
Tanned, bearded, huge of lung and limb.
We cannot but be proud of him
Although not one of us would be
The like of such as he;
And of that blood he scorned to hoard.
Despite the wars that he adored,
Was treasured, in that little Isle
Where Yorkshire's lovely valleys smile,
Enough to keep the name alive —
Aye, and to make it thrive.
And thus, in fancy, we have seen
Exactly how it might have been
When, from the Channel's eastern shore,
Westward the Conquerer sailed it o'er
And overran the British coast
With all his mail-clad host.
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And of that host there was not one
More honored, when the deed was done,
Than he who mingled in the fray —
The Knight, De Baguley.
The scene has changed. Almost six hundred years
Of war and peace, of trade and toil and tears.
Have tamed and civilized the Norman blood
That flowed across the turbulent Channel's flood,
Mixed it with cooler Saxon, and behold!
The English nation! Honest, sturdy, bold.
Never by tyrants to be overawed,
Faithful at home and fearless when abroad.
Like, yet unlike, the scene we saw before.
The present view of sea and sky and shore;
For here no warlike sights or sounds we find,
No noise of weapons echoes in the wind.
Instead of burly warriors, on the sands
A group of peaceful men and women stands;
Instead of arms and armor, o'er the ground.
Boxes and bales lie heaped and scattered 'round;
In place of stern commands and ringing cheers
Are choking sobs, and sighs, and silent tears;
No fleet of galleys in the harbor lies,
A single ship her blood-red ensign flies;
The impatient captain, from her high, carved poop.
Calls loudly to the lingering, weeping group,
And warns them of the quickly turning tide
That neither waits for widow nor for bride.
And there, amid those westward emigrants,
Bound for the New World's labor and romance.
Again a common ancestor we see,
Soon, like the first, a conquerer to be.
But not, like him we saw so long before.
To wade to glory through his brothers' gore:
This ancestor is not a mail-clad Knight,
With clanking sword, and spurs, and armor bright,
Trampling upon all rights except his own.
Owning no earthly power except a throne;
He, leaving thus the halls of Allerton,
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Upon another kind of conquest bent,
Goes forth to help subdue a continent;
There to secure that share of Mother Earth
Denied him by the Island of his birth.
That courage surely is a higher kind
Whose source is less in muscle than in mind.
He who attacks the forest and the plain,
Builds fleets for trade, and levies hosts of grain,
Climbs not to glory over fallen men,
But when they're prostrate, lifts them up again,
Loves honest Liberty, but License hates,
Erects, not thrones, but self-controlling states, —
He is a conquerer worthy of the name;
His is a grander, more enduring fame
Than that of him who gains less noble ends
By bloody conquest, that to serfdom tends.
And so, while proud of the De Baguley —
Rude product he of a still ruder day,
We're prouder of John Biglo — he who came
And cleared the land, and planted here our name.
Behold the Third Act of our Family Drama:
' View Three" of our Domestic Panorama!
There has been much of "blood," though little "thunder";
No mystery, and very little wonder;
No sulphurous flash of lycopodium lightnings;
No gibbering ghosts, or other ghastly frightenings.
Nor do I now propose to raise your hair,
Or freeze your vitals, or your spirits scare:
This play, whose First Act gleamed with arms and armor.
Whose Second showed the forest-fighting farmer,
Has, in the Third, reached the high plane of Peace, —
Of anvil, plough and loom; of crop and fleece:
In place of Wizard's wand, and Warlock's scream.
The fairy, Electricity, the giant, Steam,
Now work their spells; and labor-saving Thought
Does what before by weary Toil was wrought;
While, turning from mere abstract views of Right,
Man ever keeps his brother man in sight;
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Rules not by sword and battle-axe and mace,
But by his love for the whole human race.
In this grand progress toward a higher plane.
With all its triumphs, all its toil and pain —
This lifting heavenward of the human heart —
Our emigrant's descendants bear their part.
John Biglo — 't was a homely name I know;
Nor Biglovv, nor the longer Bigelow
Is much improvement on the simple way
They spelled it in that ruder, distant day.
It matters not, so far as I can see,
What the mere spelling of the name may be;
For what would be the name without the blood?
Some human flesh is clay, and some is mud!
The pointed, old-time maxim, " Blood will tell,"
Dispels the thought of magic in a " spell "!
Eight hundred years of uncorrupted flow
Have failed to taint the blood of Bigelow
With shame of any kind, or with the stain
Of ignorant vice, or of ill-gotten gain.
Instead, our name, even as it stands to-day.
Has ever stood — as stand it ever may —
For honesty, for duty squarely done,
For purity unsullied as the sun,
For patriotism of the loftiest kind.
For high intelligence, and cultured mind,
For industry that cannot idle sit,
For serious wisdom and for ready wit.
Among our ranks the Gentile often sees
A, B.'s, M. D.'s, D. D.'s and LL.D.'s:
Professors, versed in all that is profound,
Surgeons, well-skilled in fracture and in wound.
Soldiers, to duty and to country true.
Attorneys sticking to their clients, too,
Prose writers, and to give us all fair show, it's
Just as well right here to mention poets!
Statesmen and diplomats of high renown,
Officials, both of county and of town;
And though our name appears once and again
Among the lists of City Aldermen,
You '11 never find (praise be to Yankee Doodle!)
The name of Bigelow mixed up with Boodle!
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Beside these honored ones, a noble host
(I 'm not sure but I value these the most)
Who work at bench and anvil, till the soil,
Honor our family with homely toil,
And, quietly, in shop and on the farm,
Build that strong edifice of brain and arm,
That bulwark of the State, hard common-sense,
Found ever in strong-limbed intelligence.
Right well it is to gather once a year
This pleasant self-laudation thus to hear.
So shall we tell our children of the shame
'Twould be to smirch or sully such a name, —
A name that, almost for a thousand years,
Among the fairest of the race appears.
Let this the lesson of our meeting be
To every member of our spreading tree.
From rugged trunk to tenderest baby bud:
Keep pure our Norman, Saxon, Yankee blood!
Following this were addresses by Melville M. Bigelow, of
Boston, Mass., the well-known law-writer; N. Gordon Bigelow,
a prominent barrister of Toronto, Ont., and Dr. I. S. Bigelow,
of Dubuque, Iowa; then was in order the reading of poems by
Blake Bigelow, M. D., of Buffalo, N. Y.; Frank Bigelow, B. L.,
of Malone, N. Y., and Martha L. Atnes, Marlboro, Mass.
POEM BY BLAKE BIGELOW, M. D.
My Pedigree and a Horse's.
1HAVE a friend of wide repute, a clever man and proud.
Who makes his thousands every year and sometimes boasts quite loud ;
An honest, genial man is he, and kind to sick and poor.
And never known to drive away a beggar from his door.
In talk with him the other day, I mentioned, not in boast.
That I could trace my lineage back eight hundred years almost.
(You know it's over six at least, what odds about a score ?
I thought it sounded better to make it somewhat more.)
He shrugged his shoulders slowly before he answered me,
Then said that he had never cared about his pedigree;
And he advised that men should lay their records on the shelf —
"A man is what he is through life, or what he makes himself;
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'T is some like naming babies after men who had been great,
A pedigree is but a tail a monkey well might hate;
For a monkey's tail is useful in its own peculiar way,
At least he can sit on it for a portion of the day."
His sarcastic wit was awful and it dampened all my pride,
But with irony I asked him, when his own grandfather died ?
Though I knew to argue with him would not any good avail,
I remarked that kites rose better sometimes if they had a tail.
He said he never knew nor cared who his grandfather was,
Though doubtless he might easily if he had had a cause;
But he could claim a pedigree as long as any man,
For was not Adam the first one, from whom we all began ?
This silenced me completely; I silent turned away.
And adopted " Evolution " to my very dying day;
For to have a man deride me and then claim kinship too,
'Way back through Adam along down, is more than I can do.
Just yesterday I met this man behind a rattling horse,
He asked me in beside him and drove out upon the course;
This colt will make a ' goer ' that will make the boys look round,
See, how he steps, and what a swing, and he is clean and sound.
He's only two years old, you know, but when I've trained him down,
He'll trot inside the ' twenties' or I'm a blasted clown;
How do I know? Why man alive, is your head made of mud ?
This colt was sired by ' Amber Cloud '; this colt has got the blood."
And then he showed the documents to prove the pedigree,
And kept me dizzy following out the equine's family tree;
And talked of strains of "racing blood" and English "thoroughbred,"
' Morgan stock," "Kentucky horse," and styles of " tail " and " head."
And then he plainly showed to me that all the nobler strains
Were mingled in the colt he drove and flowing in his veins.
Until I thought if blood could have the power he thought was in it.
With so much pedigree that colt would trot in half a minute.
I honor Charity, and hope it ne'er will be foresworn,
But think this man would like to know, were he himself well born
If noble strains of blood are good in any horse's veins.
How much more with a man, who has the power of heart and brains.
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POEM BY FRANK BIGELOW, B. L.
IN the ancient time, Baguley
Was a name full proudly borne
By our haughty island fathers,
In that realm beyond the morn.
Ere the Tudor swayed the sceptre,
Ere Columbus sailed the sea.
They had reached their fortune's zenith
In that age of chivalry.
All the land was full of nobles,
Men of old and high renown;
All the land was full of peasants
Hoplessly forever down.
Merit raised not man to honor;
Toil could never lift to fame;
They alone might hope for glory,
Who could boast an ancient name.
Norman blood and Norman valor,
Norman insolence and scorn,
Held a struggling nation under.
Who were counted lowly born.
Now four hundred years have vanished.
Serf and peer have passed away;
Where is Mowbry ? Where is Warwick ?
Where Plantagenet to-day?
What avail them now their titles ?
Where is all their glory now ?
Where the mirth, the pomp, the revel?
Where the pride that would not bow?
Gone like vapors of the morning
When the sun is risen high —
In the infinite azure melted
Of the past eternity.
And their names with none to bear them,
Or, if borne, unworthy borne.
Now are either half forgotten.
Or are mentioned but with scorn.
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Gone are they, but the Baguleys,
Whom we owe for name and blood,
Have they perished like the others.
Whelmed by time's all-sweeping flood?
Have they left behind no children,
Worthy to uphold their name?
Has the bright sun of their morning
Set amid dark clouds of shame?
Never yet: — Beyond the ocean,
John Baguley, long ago
Founded here our race, who proudly
Bear the name of Bigelow.
Homely, prosy name, we grant it.
But it is and long hath been
One we need not blush in owning.
Nor would change with other men.
Homely, prosy, but dishonor
Never yet hath stained that name;
Homely, prosy, but it hath been
Borne by some of deathless fame.
Well, the past has fled, my brothers,
And the virtues of the dead
Cannot make the living worthy,
Nor around them glory shed.
All the world has changed. No longer
Royal blood and rank alone
Rule the nations, but the People
Sit upon the monarch's throne.
All are equal born, and all men
May aspire to greatness now;
None so base, but may be noble,
None so lofty, but may bow.
Though we are so proud in owning
Sires that, in the far off" times,
Kept our name unsoiled, though moving
In a world of greed and crimes.
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We should but remember better,
That, if first to soil that name.
We shall only, by the contrast,
^Sink the deeper in our shame.
As, of old, our warrior kinsman,
From the mountain, where he stood,
Gazed for fifteen leagues before him
On a still primeval wood —
Let us, standing on this mountain
Of the present, now survey
All the boundless future stretching
Years and centuries away.
Every year the world is crowding
With a denser living throng;
Every year the truth is truer.
Life is short, its tasks are long.
Every year the strife grows hotter
After place and power and gold;
Every year we're drifting farther
From the simple life of old.
In the strife let us be foremost.
Like our sires in other days;
Let us, if we may, carve fortunes;
Let us, if we may, win praise.
These are well, but yet remember
That of life they are not all;
Truth and love should count for something,
And in future times they shall.
If our hearts are pure and loyal,
If our minds are firm and high,
We may leave the proudest record,
Though unfamed and poor we die.
And whate'er in future ages
This old world of ours may be.
Those who bear our names shall never
Have to blush for you or me.
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POEM BY MARTHA L. AMES.
WO centuries have swiftly flown,
On wings that never rest.
To-day, those years are all our own;
Each comes a welcome guest.
As fancy seeks the distant shore.
Or yon blue mountain nears.
So our swift- flying thoughts bridge o'er
The intervening years.
We see a quiet, sturdy lad,
Of twelve years old or so,
In plain and homespun garments clad,
His name — John Bigelow.
He angles in the sedgy streams
(Boyhood's perennial bliss).
Nor in his wildest moments, dreams
Of such a scene as this.
Years pass, and childhood's days are o'er,
And now a youthful bride.
Who the fair name of Garfield bore,
Stands at our hero's side.
The world was pleasant; yet withal.
Did no foreboding come.
Of the dark shadow that should fall
Upon their peaceful home.
It came at last; ruthlessly torn
From wife and children dear;
Far in the dismal forest borne,
What hope his heart could cheer?
Yet brave in spite of all his woes,
John Bigelow must be;
He won respect e'en from his foes.
And gained his liberty.
Now life indeed was happiness,
And when, as years rolled on.
Two bonnie daughters came to bless
The home of honest John.
Comfort and Freedom were the names.
The first my great-great-grandsire claims,
To be his own fair bride.
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At the great age of ninety-four,
The patriarch passed away —
Life's cares and perils safely o'er,
Its victories won. To-day
His numerous descendants come,
From many a near and distant home;
By fair Quinsigamond they meet,
Old friends and new with joy to greet.
Though each must be the architect
Of his own life and fame.
Yet would we cherish with respect,
A "high ancestral name."
Wisdom and honor, length of days,
Best gifts which on the human race,
Kind heaven can bestow;
These are the heritage most fair.
Of those who share, and those who bear.
The name of Bigelow.
The following letters were received by the Secretary to be
read at the Reunion,
Cleveland, O., May 28, 1S87.
Mr. Gilman Bigelow Howe, Secretary Bigelow Reunion:
My Dear Sir — Until within the past two weeks I have anticipated a
very great deal of pleasure in meeting and shaking hands with the various
and numerous members of the Bigelow family and descendants, who will
gather June 2d, in Lincoln Park, at Worcester, for the purpo.se of becoming
acquainted with and greeting each other.
As you are already aware, it has been our custom for a number of years
to spend our winters in Florida and the south. Since our return in May
this season, I have been on the sick list a considerable part of the time,
which, in connection with various duties that have forced themselves upon
me, has necessitated my abandoning the ardently cherished wish, which has
possessed me ever since the reunion of last year, of attending the present
one. Time and again these past months, my good wife has said to me,
" You must go, we must let nothing prevent it, if possible, and you will re-
gret it all your life, if you don't go "; to which I have readily assented at all
times and on all occasions, adding, if it were feasible for me to do so, when
the time came, I should go. Now that the time has come, I find it next to
impossible to be with you this year. No one else feels the disappointment
as much as myself. I believe in reunions, and especially family reunions,
and above all in our own. Personally you know of the very deep interest I
have taken in this matter, from the number of letters I have written you
and a host of others of the connection on the subject, during the past fall
and winter. My interest has not waned for a moment, but has constantly
increased since I first learned of the project, and while I can not be with
you in person on this occasion, my thoughts and best wishes will be there.
I hope the enterprise, so favorably inaugurated, will become an established
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annual affair. If the success be as great this time as has been anticipated,
the temptation to come together next season and thereafter will be irresist-
ible. So may it prove.
A prominent writer has wisely said, " We are the omnibuses in which
our ancestors ride." Such being the case, it will be interesting to observe
the style of equipage our great family supports, as the different members
assemble from the various sections of our country. That it will compare
favorably in all respects with the turnouts of other families, doubtless this
occasion will fully demonstrate.
While John Biglo, our original ancestor in America, has not had so many
namesakes as that other great Englishman and daring adventurer, John
Smith, who came to this country in the early part of the same century and
figured so conspicuously in the events of those times, his descendants, in
numbers, respectability and general intelligence, have been surpassed by
few settlers in this or any other land. From the first John down to the
present generation, the injunction " to be fruitful, multiply and replenish
the earth," has been very generally observed by the Bigelows. Although
the descendants of our forefathers are not as the sands of the sea, or even
become as numerous as the English sparrows of our large cities of the pres-
ent day, yet they may be found in surprisingly large numbers throughout
the length and breadth of this vast domain. They have known " no east
nor west, no north nor south," but have helped to people all sections. In
a letter received in January last, from a cousin in an Ohio city, I find the
situation briefly and truthfully stated as follows: "By the time you get to
our day and generation, the Bigelow tribe will be as numerous as some we
read of in the good Book; and as for names, I would like to see it excelled
by any." This was in reply to a letter of mine, asking for information re-
garding that branch of the family. The records show that after all the
pronounceable names of the Bible had been used and repeated again and
again almost indefinitely, and all other names ever before heard of had
been exhausted, our ancestors took to calling their progeny by such cheer-
ful and comforting appellations as Increase, Mercy, Comfort, Thankful
and Deliverance. One beauty about these names was their utility and
adaptability to the circumstances — they would apply to both sexes equally
well. There is everything in the fitness of things and much in a name after
all. A generation or so back, the family that did not have from ten to
twenty children was the exception, and of course our folks kept up with the
times. They never did believe in bemg eccentric. When, how or by
whom the surname Biglo became changed into its present form, I am not
informed. Who, however, will gainsay the fact that the change is an
improvement, and that the name, as now everywhere known and spoken,
possesses more of beauty in appearance and music in sound, than the
Next to being a genuine Bigelow, is being a descendant by marriage into
such good stock (this is Bigelow day and we are all privileged to believe in
and talk about ourselves, as much as we like, without fear of being called
to account). Your grandfather proved himself to be a man of good judg-
ment and sound sense in marrying a Bigelow, and your parents showed
their love and respect for the name by giving you the same for a middle
name. It is safe to say it has been no discredit or drawback to you.
From my observation and knowledge, the Bigelow family seems to be
essentially the same in its various branches, wherever found, as regards
traits of character, powers of mind and qualities of heart. In the west,
while its representatives are found in all kinds of business, professional life
takes the lead. I have never heard of a saloon-keeper belonging to its ranks
and personally know no patrons of saloons among its members. If doctors
are, as aids, essential to sound bodies, teachers to cultivated minds and
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ministers to pure, upright lives, then the Bigelows and descendants have
filled a conspicuous place and been instrumental in doing much good among
their fellow men. In religious belief, all denominations are represented,
although the Methodists predominate. In politics, the republican and dem-
ocratic parties divide the honors, but the former party takes the lead in
numbers (there are no mugmumps in this direction). Of the female por-
tion of the family, it can be truthfully said they represent the highest type
of noble w^omanhood — being refined, cultured and attractive.
With hearty greetings and sincere regrets, I remain
Very respectfully yours,
ALPHEUS E. BIGELOW.
Washington, D. C, May 30, 1887.
Gilman Bigelow Howe, Secretary Bigelow Reunion:
My Dear Sir — The appointed time for the reunion of the descendants
of John Biglow of Watertown, at Worcester, is now only three days off.
I have looked for the coming of June 2, 1887, with lively anticipations.
I have longed for the time to come when I myself might behold a multitude
of people, all descendants of one common ancestor. To see, and to be a
part of, such an assemblage, would be unique in my experience. I have
been fascinated by the anticipation of meeting with you all. But at the
eleventh hour I am decreed disappointment, and all my bright hopes, so
fondly indulged in, wither and vanish. I find it impossible to be with you
this time in propria persona, though I shall be present in spirit. I am
bound by the inexorable "powers that be" to remain at my post of
duty in the fulfillment of professional engagements. And just now I feel
that I am not a free moral agent. I regret that it is so, but so it is, and I
cannot help it. I trust, however, that this will not be the last of the reun-
ions (this side of eternity) of the Bigelow family, but hope they may be of
yearly recurrence until every Bigelow shall know his pedigree and be able to
trace his origin to the Watertown Blacksmith. The Romans were delighted
to trace their origin to the gods. Our ambition is more easily satisfied.
We are content to trace our lineage, not back to the gods, but to John Biglo,
who, as a blacksmith, forged the chain of title we hope to connect with.
There are many reasons why this enterprise of collecting the Bigelow family
history ought to succeed, and I hope all will be ambitious for its success.
I promise to contribute a share of time, labor and money to that end.
I am very truly,
JONATHAN GORDON BIGELOW.
The Secretary received a vast number of letters of inquiry
and regret, but time forbade further reading, and at the close
of the literary exercises the business of the meeting was taken
up, and the question of the publication of a family history was
discussed. The Secretary informed the meeting that he had
in his possession a large mass of material and data as a nucleus
for a family history, and thought, with the assistance that had
been promised him, that the work could b.e completed in two
years more, but that he should need a financial backing. A sub-
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scription paper was promptly started and the amount of $110
was at once raised. Mr. H. H. Bigelow then informed the
meeting that he and his brother Lambert Bigelow, of Worces-
ter, would subscribe enough to make the total amount $1,000,
with which to carry on the work of compiling the family his-
tory, and Oilman Bigelow Howe, of Northboro, Mass., was au-
thorized to commence the work immediately.
The following is the list of those who have subscribed to
the guarantee fund:
The undersigned subscribe the sums set against their respective names, payable as
called for, by and to Oilman B. Howe, the same to be used as a guarantee fund towards
the expenses that he may incur in compiling and publishing a Genealogical History and
Table of the Bigelow Family in America, the same to be returned to them/>-o rata from
the proceeds of the sale of said history when published, after deducting the expenses
N. Gordon Bigelow, Toronto, Ont $10 00
George B. Bigelow, Boston, Mass 10 00
Wm. P. Bigelow, Natick, Mass 10 00
Chester A. Bigelow, Wellesley, Mass lo 00
Edgar L. Bigelow, Norwood, Mass 10 00
I. S. Bigelow, Dubuque, Iowa 10 00
J. F. Bigelow, Worcester, Mass 10 00
Jonathan Bigelow, Watertown, Mass ... 10 00
A. G. Bigelow, Princeton, Mass 10 00
Horace P. Bigelow, Waterville, N. Y 10 00
James R. Bigelow, Blackstone, Mass 5 00
Jason C. Bigelow, North Brookfield, Muss 5 00
David Bigelow, West Lebanon, N. Y 5 00
Russell A. Bigelow, New York, N. Y 5 00
Allen G. Bigelow, Lockport, N. Y 5 00
Horace H. Bigelow, Worcester, Mass
Lanabert Bigelow, Worcester, Mass
The question of forming a permanent association was left
in the hands of a Committee of Arrangements, as follows:
Horace H. Bigelow, of Worcester, Mass.
George B. Bigelow, of Boston, Mass.
Allen G. Bigelow, of Lockport, N. Y.
Gilman Bigelow Howe, of Northboro, Mass.
Hon. Jonathan Bigelow, of Watertown, Mass.
Nelson Gordon Bigelow, of Toronto, Ont.
Rev. Jonathan Edwards, of Wellesley, Mass.
W'illiam P. Bigelow, of Natick, Mass.
Lambert Bigelow, of Worcester, Mass.
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The Committee organized by the choice of Horace H. Bige-
low, of Worcester, as President, and Oilman Bigelow Howe, as
Secretary and Treasurer. The time and place of the next re-
union was left to the Committee of Arrangements, and the
Secretary would invite all who have not done so to correspond
with him, giving whatever information they may have in their
possession regarding the history of the family, and especially
to give such sketches of life and character as they can,
thereby making a more complete history of the family.
Among the incidents pertaining to this reunion nothing
could cause such a feeling of pain and sorrow as did the an-
nouncement of the death of one of the members of the former
committee, Mr. Leslie Hastings, of Cambridge, Mass., who died
just two days previous to the reunion, after a short illness of
about ten days. He was the son of C. S. and Cordelia
(Bigelow) Hastings, of Berlin, Mass., and was born April 15,
1849; was graduated at Harvard University in the Class of
1872, and married Mary Grace, daughter of Hon. S. Henry
Howe, of Bolton, Mass., March 9, 1882. He studied law with
his uncle Edwin M. Bigelow, of Boston, and at the time of his
decease was engaged in legal practice. He was a very amiable,
genial and popular young man. His mother was a daughter of
Levi Bigelow, of Marlboro, who was a son of Gershom, son of
Lieut. Ivory, son of Gershom, son of John, of Indian captivity
fame, who was son of Samuel, son of John, the first ancestor
in this country.
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To the Bigelow Cousins far and near:
In answer to the main questions that have been asked dur-
ing the past few months, I will take this opportunity to make
such answers as lie in my power to make at this time. The
first and most common question is: Are there to be annual re-
unions of the Bigelow family? If there appears to be a suffi-
cient amount of interest manifest by the members of the family
to warrant the success of annual meetings, no doubt such will
Inquiries are frequently made regarding membership in the
family association, and how to become members, and what are
the fees. In answer, I would say that the committee have not
yet fixed any amount for membership fees, but as one of the
committee I would suggest (in view of the fact that there is
quite an expense attending a meeting of this character) that to
all who contribute the sum of twenty-five cents or more I will
send a copy of the report of the reunion and see that they
have due notice of the meetings of the association; and to
those who would like to contribute to the guarantee fund I
will (as Treasurer of the Committee having the family history
in charge) receive any amount that may be sent and give credit
on the books of the association for the same.
The family history is now in course of preparation, and is
intended to be a carefully written work, and as such, a work
that can be used as a book of reference by future generations.
It will contain as complete a history of the Bigelow family as
can be obtained, from the time of the marriage of John Biglo,
October 30, 1642, down to the present day; and those who
have the book in charge will leave no stone unturned to obtain
all the information in regard to the family that is known to exist.
Sketches of such as have in any way distinguished them-
selves in art or science, literature, military or political life, or
in any of the learned professions, together with accounts of
adventures, trials and misfortunes, peculiarities and reminis-
cences pertaining to the family, are to be introduced in the
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work, and it is intended that it shall contain some illustrations,
portraits of some of the members of the family, etc.
The labor of preparing such a work containing some six
hundred or more pages of very compact matter will be very
great, and it is therefore hoped that every member of the family
will take a lively interest in the work and send to the Secretary
as full an account of his own family as possible, and also send
his name to the same person as a subscriber to the book, the
price of which will probably not exceed five dollars per copy.
Books, papers and records relating to our family, sent to
the Secretary, will be used with care and duly returned to the
owner. In directing please to address him at Northboro,
Massachusetts, being careful to put on the state, as some let-
ters have been delayed a long time in consequence of no state
being included in the address.
Allow me here to thank the cousins of the Bigelow family
for the assistance that they have rendered me in the past, and
to wish them, each and every one, health, peace and prosperity,
and to subscribe myself their affectionate cousin,
OILMAN BIGELOW HOWE,
Secretary of the Executive Conifnittee of the Bigelo-u Fatnily Association.
Northboro, July i, 1887.
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