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ately printed. If you examine the
annual report of almost any town,
you will find this headline; — births
registered ; marriages registered ;
deaths registered in the town of

. The records of births

and marriages appears complete,
except when a parent, groom or
bride is born in a foreign country,
the name of the town is seldom
given, but simply as Canada, Eng-
land. Scotland, etc. Why not give
the name of the town and make the
record complete? However, in the
deaths registered, this statement
does not necessarily mean that such
a death took place in that town,
even though it is "registered" there.
If for instance, a New Hampshire
man died while on a visit to Bos-
ton and is buried in his home town,
his death would be on record as
having occurred in two places. For
example, according to a printed
Surry annual report, Cyrus Kings-
burv died in that town November
30. '1909. As a matter of fact he
died in Concord, this state, where
his death is doubtless also on rec-
ord. His wife, Lydia J. Kings-
bury, died in Keene, August 9, 1917
and is buried in Surry beside her
husband, but according to the print-
ed reports of the two towns, she
died in each town upon the same



d ay. Again, Stephen H. Clement,
died at his home in Surry, January
29, 1918 and is buried in Keene, yet
if we take the records, he died in
both towns. Numerous like in-
stances might be cited and such
errors future generations will sharp-
ly criticise, and justly, too. When
the body of a deceased is brought
into town it should be so print-
ed, and state where the d eath took
place. A marriage taking place out
of town is so recorded ; why not in
case of a death?

Why is the age at death (year,
month, day) given instead the date
of birth ; as I believe it should be.
The age at death cannot be accur-
ately and positively given without
knowing the date of birth ; then
why give the "age?" Numerous
errors have and will continue to oc-
cur so long as this old time system
is used! A diligent search of old
records and headstones gives ample
proof of this statement.

When an error has been printed
in an annual report should it remain
as printed, or be corrected in the
next issue? Nearly all, I believe
would desire a correction to be
made. I have in mind a case where
a man married his own mother —
according to print — who had at the
time of marriage been dead for
several years. Some one blunder-
ed in this record which has never
been corrected.

If in printing the annual reports
the names in the vital statistics
were arranged alphabetically in-
stead of chronologically, as at pres-
ent, in all towns of over 1000 in-
habitants, there would be a saving
of much valuable time in search-
ing the records.

Most clerks when application is
made to search the records in their
charge will cheerfully comply with

such request, stating their fee for
such research. Those clerks who
do not should be considered as
negligent of duty and the law
should clearly and definitely state
that it is a part of a clerk's duty to
attend promptly to such matters.
In taking up with Otis G. Ham-
mond, superintendent of the New
Hampshire Historical Society, the
matter of amending the present
laws respecting the printing of vital
statistics in the annual town and
city reports, the following recom-
mendations are suggested, viz :

1. That when the body of a de-
ceased is brought into a town the
records shall state where the death
took place, in addition to the usual
record as now given.

2. That the date of birth, (in-
stead the age at death be given in
death records.

3. When any record in the vital
statistics is printed incorrectly or
incompletely, the same shall be cor-
rected in the next annual report
when the facts are reported in writ-
ing to the clerk.

4. That the vital statistics shall
be printed alphabetically in the an-
nual reports instead of chronologi-
cally, as at present, in all towns of
over 1000 inhabitants.

5. When application in writing
is made to a clerk to search the
records in his charge, he shall state
his fee for making a diligent search
for the desired information and give
the matter prompt attention.

It is quite probable there are
other suggestions which can and
should be made to improve our pub-
lic records, but the above should be
carefullv considered bv our law-
makers during 1921.


A Wonderland of the East- By
William Copeman Kitchin, Ph.D.
Illustrated. Pp., 330. Cloth, $5.
Boston : The Page Company.

One of the finest pictures'we ever
have seen in print of the Old Man
of the Mountain looks out at us
from the frontispiece of this sumpt-
uous book of travels. Paradise
Falls, Lost River, the Presidential
Range from Intervale, and Dixville
Notch, also are beautifully repro-
duced in color, and many other of
the 54 plates which illustrate the
volume so adequately and appro-
priately are of New Hampshire
scenes, while one of its three good
maps is of New Hampshire and

Doctor Kitchin, the author, re-
cently a member of the faculty of
the University of Vermont, puts to-
gether in this book, one of the hand-
somest of the season, his memories
and notes of automobile journeyings
during four successive seasons
through eastern and central New
York and the New England states.
Some of these trips started from his
home in New York, others from his
summer home on the shores of
Lake Wentworth in Wolfeboro,
New Hampshire. On all of them
he viewed the scenery and reviewed
the history of the region with re-
sults that, as preserved in these
printed pages, are at once enjoyable
and valuable.

An experienced traveller in the
Far East and in Europe, Doctor
Kitchin sees America not first, but
finally, with due preparation for its
appreciation and for comparison
with other lands of equal, but un-
like, interest and beauty. He writes
with an intimate, personal note, yet
with high regard for accuracy, so
that his work is not only a readable
chronicle but a useful guide for

those who may motor in his car

As he travelled with equipment
for camping and was not dependent
upon hotels, his stopping places
were in many instances different
from those of the "regular" tourist,
as, for instance, a night and day
spent on Mount Cube in Orford,
and these episodes, charmingly
described, add to the book's attrac-

The beauty of tire. New Hamp-
shire lake country seems to have
appealed to Doctor Kitchin as much
as did the grandeur of the moun-
tains to the northward, and it is
pleasing to note a paragraph in ap-
preciation of Webster Lake at
Franklin, a beauty spot too seldom
celebrated in print.

Politics Adjourned- Politics Re-
- gained. By Richard D. Ware
with Introductory Remarks by
John Milton. Amherst Publish-
ing Company.

Something more than a century
ago the town of Amherst was one
of those of principal importance in
New Hampshire with bright pros-
pects, among other respects, as a
publishing center. The Legislature
had met there, it was the shire town
of Hillsborough county and it had
hopes of becoming the state capital.
However, it lost both the capitol
and the print shops to Concord,
where Isaac Hill went from Am-
herst to become governor, United
States Senator, and best known edi-
tor of the state. Later another boy
from Amherst, Horace Greeley, be-
came even more famous and power-
ful in the politics and journalism of
the nation.

Hill and Greeley, hard-hitters
both, would read with appreciation,



if they were with us today, two
well-printed pamphlets which are
issued by the "Amherst Publishing
Company, Amherst, N. H.," under
the titles noted above. They would
see that there has not been much
change since their day in the vigor
with which the leaders of one poli-
tical party are lambasted by the
speakers and the writers of the
other and they would take off their
hats to Mr. Richard D. Ware,
twentieth century lampooner, for
the dexterity with which he uses his
typewriter as a whiplash and there-
by removes considerable sections of
hide from exposed portions of his
opponents' figurative anatomy.

Not being a political publication,
the Granite Monthly finds it best to
quote as a sample of Air. Ware's
style, his solution of the problem
of "Re-adjustment:"

With peace declared, one Jack,

A gob,

Came back from raging main

And found a Jane

Was holding down his job.

So what to do with him

Now Uncle Sam was through with him.

While Boards, Commissions, Statisticians

Fought and wrangled

And got their red tape and themselves

Tied up and tangled.

Jack never tarried.

And now thev are married.

Taft Papers on the League of
Nations: Speeches axd Let-
ters of Ex-Presidext William
Howard Taft, Edited by Theo-
dore Marburg and Horace E-
Flack. Pp., 340. Cloth, $4.50.
New York: The MacMillan Com-

Not since slavery has any ques-
tion so divided the American people
as has the League of Nations and
the relations to it of the United
States of America- It has its ar-
dent Wilson supporters. It has its

bitter Moses opponents. .It has its
middle-of-the-roaders, who attach
so much importance to the accep-
tance by this nation of the principle
involved that they will go almost
any lengths in the way of sacrific-
ing the famous fourteen points.

In the popular mind former Presi-
dent William H. Taft is regarded as
the leader of those who consider
the spirit of a League more impor-
tant than the letter of its law and
covenant, and it is, therefore, im-
portant that permanent record be
made of his attitude towards this
proposed international agreement
in these days of its formation. This
has been done in the substantial
volume entitled above, wherein are
collected in order the speeches of
Mr. Taft upon the League question
and his correspondence, especially
with the White House, on points
involved during the prolonged Sen-
ate deadlock. The objections to
our participation in the League on
the ground that it will interfere
with our sovereignty and with the
Monroe Doctrine ; that it would in-
volve abandonment of our tradi-
tional policy against entangling al-
liances : and that power is lacking
under the Constitution for us to en-
ter into such a treaty are answered
by Mr. Taft in the papers collected
in this book. An excellent 20 page
introduction by Mr. Marburg con-
cludes : "The Papers are re-
plete with new evidence of our hon-
ored ex-President's grasp of the
guiding legal principles of our Gov-
ernment, gathered on the bench
and in executive office, and of the
attitude of mind which the best
thought and feeling of the country
heartily accepts as true American-

Creative Chemtstrv. By Edwin
E. Slosson. Illustrated. Pp.,
Ml- New York: The Century



The Century Company, New-
York, is one publishing house which,
both through its magazines and its
book department, is striving intelli-
gently and successfully to aid in the
real progress and true education of
our people. This is seen in such of
its publications as the Century
Books of Useful Science, the Cen-
tury New World Series, the Cen-
tury Foreign Trade Series, etc.
The well-illustrated and serviceable
volume entitled above was the first
to appear in the Science series and
was so warmly welcomed that it
now is issued in a new edition revis-
ed and brought up to date. Its
author, Doctor Slosson, is that rare
combination, a chemist of distinc-
tion and a writer of imagination and
charm. In this book he writes for
those whose knowledge of chemis-
try, if they have any, is most ele-
mentary. He describes, so that all
of us can understand their wonders,
the modern processes of the chemi-
cal industries, and what is more im-
portant, he goes on to show the
political and social effects of these
great discoveries. One result is to
make it clear to the dullest reader
that a foundation stone of our
future national policy, domestic and
foreign, should be the chemical free-
dom of this country, only wrested
from German domination because
of the recent war, and sure to be
endangered again if our vigilance

Waste Paper Philosophy and
Magpies in Picardy. By T. P.
Cameron Wilson. (Reviewed by
Gordon Hillman.)

The war has produced in every
land an enormous amount of poetry.
By the same token, very little of it
has been really good verse- Among
these few notable poems was "Mag-
pies in Picardy," which aroused
considerable comment on its publi-

cation in England and in this coun-
try. Captain Wilson died in battle
with his regiment. The Sherwood
Foresters, but his work lives on,
most of it between the covers of
"W r aste Paper Philosophy." Re-
garding this philosophy, which is a
series of short essays in prose, ad-
dressed "To My Son," there can be
no criticism and little comment.
They are too good, too deep, too
vital to be described by men who
ought to know better. To be ap-
preciated, they should be read.
Moreover, they should be given to
every school boy in the land, as
one reviewer has already said.
They are much too fine, too delicate
to brook description.

Under the general title, "Magpies
in Picardy" comes the verse. Poig-
nantly English, it carries an appeal
that is little short of universal. It
is England, forever England that
draws the poet's fire, and Devon
gains no little from it.

"The white wall, the cob wall, about my
Devon farm.

The oak door, the black door, that opens
to the wold.

Down the grey flagstones, and out in the

(And all across my shoulder, her milk-
splashed arm.)

Out in the cool dusk to watch the rooks

(And all across the grey floor a slant of

Yet in contrast, there are in
"France, 1917," some stark bits of
horror that rival Sassoon.

"There was nothing here that moved but

a lonely bird,
And the wind over the grass. Men lived

in mud ;
Slept as their dead must sleep, walled in

with clay,
Yet staring out across the unpitying day,
Staring hard-eyed like hawks that hope

for blood.



The still land was a witch who held her

And with a lidless eye kept watch for


Here are no paeans of victory, nor
vituperations against the enemy, no
headlong cavalry charges nor verbal
skyrocketings, but if yott would see
war as it is, read "France 1917."
Or if you would turn from "the sul-
len thunder of Man with his hungry
guns,'" there is a ballad of London
Town, and the singing dialect of
"The Wind Blawn Down," yet ever
and ever as in "Lying Awake at
Night," the war finds grim reflec-
tion. However there are neither
battles nor plagues in the whimsi-
cal verses of "The Sentimental
Schoolmaster," wherein great sym-
pathy is shown for schoolboys, and
less for pedagogues. Yet Captain
Wilson was a schoolmaster- Senti-
mental or not, he is a poet whose
teachings in prose and verse will
go singing down the world long af-
ter his fellows' crustier messages
are so much dried dust.

A St. Andrews Treasury of

Scottish Verse. Edited by Mrs.
Alexander Lawson and Alexan-
der Lawson. (Reviewed bv Gor-
don Hillman.) A. & C. 'Black,

Out of Scotland have come not
only great men but great poets, and
herein are the finest lays that they
sang, gay lilts and smoothly polish-
ed verses that have already outworn
time, and will continue to brave the
centuries until the Stuart tartan
disappears from the earth. Here
they all are, the old familiar singers,
Robert Burns, Sir Walter Scott and
Lady John, Robert Louis Stevenson,
Campbell and Hoagg, Baroness
Nairne, Robert Buchanan and his
"Wedding of Shon McLean" and
the rest.

And here too is constant surprise
in the number of contemporary

writers of Scottish verse. Andrew
Lang has left us, but his unforget-
table "Twilight on Tweed" never

"Three crests against the saffron sky
Beyond the purple plain,
The kind remembered melody
Of Tweed once more again."

Lang and his work are well known
to Americans, but since his time,
there has been much Scottish verse,
much excellent Scottish verse of
which we know too little. Promi-
nent among these moderns is John
Buchan, whose "South Countrie"
has as gallantly lilting a refrain as
those of the older border ballads.
And here too is John Foster with
a ballad of the Seaforth Highland-
ers, "Civis Romanus Sum" that has
all the roaring power of Rudyard
Kipling in its lines.
"The road my country bade me,
(Said the Corporal of the Line),
I've tramped it wi' the colours
Since I joined the corps lang syne.
A man's road and a great road
But the road I want the day
Is a road that skirts the barley
On the haughs along the Spey."

War always brings much to the
Scots, and this greatest of all wars
is no exception. The "Neuve
Chapelle" of John Foster, and Mary
Simon's, "The Glen's Muster Roll"
and "After Neuve Chapelle" are as
Scottish as the colors of the kilt or
the drone of the bagpipes. They are
essentially different from American
verse or even that of the English,
vet they and Sir George Douglas'
"Edinburgh Castle" bid fair to
stand with the great poems of the

And so does Violet Jacob's "Tarn
I' the Kirk" and "The Howe of
the Mearns," Charles Murray's
"The Whistle" and many, many
others. Mercifully, the Scots seem
to indulge not in 'isms, to complete-
ly ignore the fads and foibles of
the moment, to leave free verse and



merely weird verse to the rest of
the world, and to write poetry that
has sheer beauty, delicate fabrica-
tion or rousing lilt to commend it.
Here you will find neither the sensa-
tional nor the mawkish, nor con-
stant frettings about souls and con-
ditions, but good healthy out-door
verse that looms as Ben Nevis
above the clammy mists of modern
"expression" and "impression."
I 'or where in America or in Eng-
land or yet in France do you find
better contemporary verse than this
by Will H. Ogilvie.

"Shining and shadowy, verdant-walled
By his banks of spreading beeches,
Thundering over the foaming cauld
And sliding on silver reaches.
Twisting and turning by haugh and lea
Tweed goes down to the windy sea."

Yet this is characteristic of the
whole volume, and not merely a
high light amid sundry darker
lamps. What with old favorities
and new masters of verse, the book
is one of the poetic events of the


By Mary /-/. Wheeler

My neighbor has a garden plot

With hardy plants replete.
Forget-me-nots and columbines

And pinks and roses sweet.

There larskpur with the foxglove vies

And each in turn excels.
But from them all I turn to watch

The Canterbury bells.

Brave plants that bow not to the storm.
Soft bells the wind may blow,

That send out perfume for a sound
While swinging to and fro.

In tints as dainty as their breath,
Mauve, purple, pink and white.

And lavender and blended shades
That change in changing light.

Stout belfries and the man}- bells.
Straight from the Master's hand.

Your tongues are never voiceless
To souls that understand.

Attuned to beauty's gamut,

Each wind-swayed chalice swells

Earth's never-ending symphony,
Sweet Canterbury bells.


The late O. B. Douglas.


Dr. Orlando Benajah Douglas, widely
known surgeon and past commander of
the Department of New Hampshire, G.
A. R., died at his home in Concord, Decem-
her 17, after a long illness. He was born
in Cornwall, Yt., September 12, 1836, and
served in the Civil War with the 18th
Missouri Volunteers, being wounded twice
and being promoted from private to lieu-
tenant and adjutant. He received a medi-
cal degree from the Medical School of
New York University and subsequently
was a member of its faculty. He was
also for many years director of the Man-
hattan Eye, Ear and Throat Hospital and
president of the medical society of the
county of New York. For the past 20
years Dr. Douglas had resided in Concord
and had gradually withdrawn from active
practice. He had been president of the
New Hampshire Orphans' Home since

1904, and was an active worker for pro-
hibition, woman suffrage and other re-
forms. He was a member of the Loyal
Legion and of various medical and other
societies and associations, and had written
much upon his specialty, diseases of the
eye, ear and throat. He was a 32nd degree
Mason and had been a member of the
Baptist church since 1855. One son, Ed-
win R. Douglas of Philadelphia, survives.


Colonel True L. Norris, veteran editor
and former member of the Democratic
national committee from New Hampshire,
died at his home in Portsmouth, Decem-
ber 4. He was born in Manchester, May
4, 1848. His parents moved to Woburn,
Mass., when he was four years old and
he was fitted there for Harvard College.



H<; served in the Civil War and after
the war studied law with his father.

In 1873, he went to Washington where
he practiced law in the office of Gen. B. F.
Butler for a year. For several years he
worked in the office of the Controller of
the Treasury. In 1880 he came to Con-
cord to practice law, also taking up news-
paper work, being correspondent for the
Boston Globe.

In January, 1888, when Col. Charles A.
Sinclair purchased the Portsmouth Times
and the weekly States and Union, Colonel
Norris became their editor and in 1893
he purchased the two papers. He retired
from this work in the summer of 1918.
During that long period Colonel Norris
never took a vacation.

He was a member of Governor John B.
Smith's executive council ; had been a
delegate to the constitutional convention ;
was for several years a normal school
trustee; was collector of customs 1892-8;
and was a delegate at large to the Demo-
cratic National Conventions of 1900 and

In 1898 he married Miss Lillian G.
Hurst of Eliot, Me., who survives, be-
sides two brothers, John of Revere, and
Thomas G. of Concord, and three sisters,
Alice of Cambridge, Mrs. Fannie D. Cut-
ting and Mrs. William Kennedy of Con-


S. Howard Bell, born in Lawrence,
Mass., May 17, 1858, died at Derry Decem-
ber 20. He had been located there as a
druggist since 1883 and was a leading and
popular citizen. He had served as town
clerk ; as a trustee of the state home
for feeble-minded, and as treasurer of the
state pharmaceutical association. He was
an officer of the Episcopal church ; past
grand chancellor of the local lodge Knights
of Pythias; and a member of the U. R. K.
P., and I. O. O. F. Dr. Bell married Miss
Ellen L Burbank, who survives him, with
one son, John H., of Philadelphia, and
one daughter, Sarah.


James Eli Shepard, born in New Lon-
don, March 8, 1842, the son of Samuel
and Phoebe (Haskins) Shepard, died there
December 1. He was one of the leading
lumbermen of the state and possessed a
very wide acquaintance. A Democrat in
politics, he had been a delegate from his
town to the constitutional convention and
from his state to the national covention of
his party at Denver in 1908. He also has
served in the state house of representa-

tives. He had been a trustee of Colby
Academy for 30 years and was a deacon
in the Baptist church, a member of the
Masons, Odd Fellows, and Patrons of Hus-
bandry, having been the first master oi
the Grange at New London and of the
Merrimack Coun,ty Pomona. He also
had served as overseer of the State Grange.
He is survived by a wife, Mrs. Lucia Nel-
son Shepard ; five children, Charles Shep-
ard, Mrs. A. J. Gould and Mark Shepard
all of New London, Mrs. W. E. Burpee of
Manchester, and Mrs. C. E. Clough of
Lebanon ; by 20 grandchildren and six
great grandchildren.


John Woodman Jewell, born in Straf-
ford, July 26, 1831, the son of John Milton
and Nancy (Colby) Jewell, died at his
home in Dover, December 22. He wa's
educated at the Strafford and Gilman-
ton academies and for 30 years was the
general merchant and leading business
man of the town, holding all the offices
within its gift. Since 1891 he had been
engaged in the insurance business at
Dover, and at the time of his death was

The late J. W. Jewell.

the oldest active insurance agent in the
state. A Democrat in politics he had
been a member of the legislature from
both Strafford and Dover; was two years
sheriff of Strafford county and a member
of Governor Moody Currier's executive
council. He is survived by a daughter,

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