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inson and party were un the way to the forest, l»ut hearing tluit the ex-
ercises were over, ho concliuled that the next best thing to do was to re-
quest Miss Barrelle to favor the company with a song. The huly in
question gracefully conii)lied, and accompanied by instrumental music
furnished by IVIessrs. Barker aiul Tanner, did her utmost t(j please her
auditors, and their hearty applause at the close showed how hai)pily she
had succeeded. Jlr. Hutchinson now took a liand, and favored the com-
pany with that inspiring song, " Which way is your musket a-p'intin'
to-day ? " This roused the entire party, putting tliem on their taps, so
to speak, and Uncle John was just getting ready to give them another,
for he was evidently full of the spirit of song, when a gentle voice calleil
out from the carriage, 'John, John.' ' Oh, don't stop him, Mrs, Hutch-
inson! don't, please don't,' shouted a chorus of voices. ' I don't wish to
stop him,' responded Mrs. Hutchinson, 'but I do wish that Mr. Barker
would also sing.' The famous old singer promptly joined his wife in
requesting Mr. Barker to sing, and that gentleinan complied by giving
the time-hojiored 'Ben Bolt,' Miss Barrelle, Uncle John and Mr. Tanner
joining in the chorus, and with bass viol and violin accompaniment the
effect was highly pleasing. Tlie ' Roadside Minstrels ' next favored the
company with ' Home, Sweet Home,' and this touching old melody was
rendered in a manner that evoked the warmest appreciation. At the
close of this the barge hove in sight, and the concert was over, a pleasant
finale to a merry day in the forest."

On June 22d there was a great parade of the Grand
Army in Portland. I went doAvn willi 5 of
Lynn. We celebrated the Fonrth as usual that year,
with Independence Day exercises at Old High Kock. A
couple of years before I liad sold a small strip of land
from the easterly side of my premises, and the pui-
cliaser had built a retaining wall on the line. On ihi.s
I had had l)uilt another wall. 'Sly wall stood all riglit,
but his did not; one day it gave way, falling in on the
basement of a big house he had erected, Ijreaking a
window, and frightening and luirting a woman, one of
his tenants. INIy wall remained suspended in air. The
man who had bought tlie land denied that he had


given me a right to build on liis wall, and l)n)uglit suit
for damages. After months of worr^', the ease was
eompromised. Then the woman who was hurt stied
me for damages, and I |)ai(l her rather than tight it.
i eonfess lliat I do not relish litigation.

In August I made a two days' tri[) to Milford, to hid
hire well to Sister Abb}^ who started with her hnsband
on a tri|) to Idaho. We went to the depot together,
ooint'- different ways. 1 botto-lit a ticket to Boston,
placing it in my hat. As my train left the depot 1
stood on tlie car phitform, lustil}' swinging ni}^ hat as a
})arting signal. Of course that was the last I saw of
the ticket, and I had to make up the loss by paying my
fare from my [)oeket.

In September I went to Maushacum Lake with Lillie
and Jack to sing at a tem[)erance gathering ; Rev. Dr. A.
A. Miner, Rev. J. W. Hamilton, T. A. Smith and Joshua
Everett were among the speakers. A little later in the
same month Fanny and I went to Philadelphia, where
we spent two days singing in mass temperance meet-
ings. We sang in several halls and churches, the last
meeting being in the Academy of Music, six thousand
being present. It was an insj)iring occasion. We
stayed v,^ith Mr. Phillips and wife, on Raring Street.
They treated us witli the utmost kindness. While
there we sang "-Countrymen, hear me," for the first
time in the city. It made a great impression. .V day
or two after our return Ave went to Brockton, singing
in temperance gatherings there.

In Octo])er a man named Mudgett came to me and
promulgated the opinion that there were stores of lead
and silver in High Rock. He had examined the rock
in a cursoi'v manner and seen unmistakable outcrop-
pings of lead. Of conr-;e 1 was not averse to the de-


velopment of lead and .silver mines on ni}- property,
and at once ^ve set out on a prospecting tour. We
soon satisfied ourselves tluit the lead was sini[)ly spent
balls, lired into the rt)ck l)y sportsmen or others.

The boy hoodlums of Lyiiu made life niisera])le on
High liock that year. They not only disturl)ed our
meetings on the Sal)bath, l)ut took advantage of my
desire to keep the sunnnit o[)en to the public by mak-
ing free with all parts of the property. When we
picked our apples there were only two l)arrels, the rest
having been stolen. The nuisance finall}" became so
great that my janitor was appointed a special police-
man. That solved the difficulty and the trouble

On October 21st there was a great meeting in the
colored Baptist Church on Charles Street in Boston, to
celebrate the semi-centennial of the attem[)t to liang
William Lloyd Garrison, In' a mob of the Hub's citi-
zens. Many of the old-time Abolitionists partici[)ated.
I sang " Get off the Track."' A man from Chelsea,
named George Haskell, told me later that hfty years
before, when the excitement was at its height, he stood
on the sidewalk, saw Garrison with a ro[)e about him,
and anxious to preserve the life of the great agitator if
possible, resorted to strategy, and shouted, '^ He's a
Democrat?'' This seemed to raise a dovd)t in the
minds of the mob, and its passion perceptibly cooled.
Haskell was seventy-seven at the time he told me the

In Xovembe-r the history of Hillsboro County, N. H.,
was published. In tlie Milfoi'd section a steel portrait
and biogra[)hical sketch of several pages ap})eared,
covering some forty yeais of my busy life. During
that month I sang in Wenham with Lillie, in Dover,


N. IT., and also at Dinhani and Xorthwood, in the same
State. ()n 'I'liaiiks^iving' Day all my descendants were
gathered around llir lioard in Dais}* Cottage, ^A•e singing
our 'J'haidvsgiAing liynm. In December there were con-
certs in New Hampshire at J)0\v Lake. Centre Strafford,
Barrington, East Rochester and Rochester, and then I
came home from these pleasant experiences, as my
diary says, to "• Law, law, law^-ers, frozen pipes and dis-
affected tenants." These and sncceeding years were
what tlie Avorld wonld call years of "retirement and
leisure."" If the world wishes to see what this sort of
leisure is like, each inhabitant should have some forty
tenements on his hands, as I liave, and tiy to preserve
peace and harmonj^ among a community of some one
hundred and fifty to two hundred [)eople, like tliat on
Iligli Rock, especially on some dreary morning after a
"cold sna]),"' A\lien a complicated system of water and
sewer pipes refuses to work.

During 1886 my wife's health l)ecame alarming,
Consum})tion had fastened upon her, and it was evi-
dent that she could not hope for permanent recov-
ery. Yet. as is so often the case, she kept about most
of the time, visited friends and received their visits,
and hoped for tlie best.

Early in the year I learned that a man Avas making
money from my reputation in the West. He had al-
lowed his hair to grow, dressed like the brothers and
was o-iyiiio- ^' Hutchinson Family" concerts. It A\as a
dil'ficult matter to stop such an imi)osition u})on the
pul)lic, and I could only hope tluit his concerts were
satisfactory to the audiences l)efore whom lie ai)[)eared.

On Washington's P>irtliday T sung in the State Prison
at Cliailestown to the convicts, on invitation of Col-
onel Uoland (i. lusher of l^ynn, the warden. On the


24th I went to Worcester to attend the funeral of my
tried and true friend, Jolni I>. Gough. It was a sad
day indeed. In the course of the fortnight following I
sunsf at several memorial services to the gfreat orator.
One was in Boston Music Hall on a Sunday afternoon.
The great auditorium was packed. I sang '' A Brother
is Dead." In the evening of the same day 1 sung at
the First Methodist-Episcopal Cluirch in Lynn, at a
.similar service. The pastor. Rev. \ . A. Cooper, was
obliged to go to Boston soon after the sei'vice o[)ened,
and left the meeting in my charge. A few days later
there was another at the Y. ]\I. C. A., and I sang and
made a short speech referring to my experiences with

Meanwhile my home affairs were giving me trouble
enougli. Between sunnnonses to court, and conferences
with lawyers, and the care of the lesser affairs, many of
which had in previous years been looked after by Henry,
anxiety concerning Fanny and Judson, I Avas almost
distracted. In the midst of my terrible anguish came a
sweet oasis in the desert of discord. The old-time anti-
slavery people met in Melrose, at the home of Mary A.
Livermore on A})ril 22d. Tlie principal meeting was
in the Universalist Church. I sang '•• Over the Moun-
tains, over the Moor.'' .Vmong the speakers was William
Lloyd (iarrison, Jr., who [)ai(l a most interesting tribute
to tlie memor}' of Maria W. Chapman, one of the most
faithful workers in tlie anti-slavery cause. She deserved
it. She was the handsomest, most faithful and active
woman who espoused the cause of the slave. I can see
her beaming countenance now, as she would sit in a
])rominent [)lace at the conventions. We would go
home, and recalling her presence, the many committees
she Avas placed upon and her general air of activity,


would sa5%."AVell, ^Nlaiia Cliapman did speak, didn't
she?" As a matter of faet she never spoke. She was
a proliiie wi'iter, published line reports of the conven-
tions, and luu- initials are signed to an immense amount
of mattt'r in the tiles of the LIherafor — especially in
sucli times ;is Mr. (iarrison Avas indisposed and unable
to do nnu'h — Ijut speaking was entirely out of her
line. She dressed in perfect taste, and was one of
the most attractive of all those at the meetings during
those stormy times. We often enjoyed the hospitality
of her home.

On May 2d, Lillie, Fanny, Jack and I sang at a
meeting in Tremont Temple, Boston, a temperance
"chalk talk" being a feature.

During the year two railroads were built to Hutch-
inson. Both of them took land l)elonging to Henry
and m3-self for their terminals.

On ]\Iay olst Lillie and her boys left for the West,
going to her old home in Chicago. On the night 1)efore
they went I took Jack and Richie to the Reform Club,
where they sang with me. I let them go with my bless-
ing, but my heart went after them, and during the years
that have passed since I have lost no o[)portunity of
seeing them in whatever part of the land they hap-
pened to be.

On June 14th I went to Hutchinson. j\Iy wife was
condoitable when I left, and I tried not to woriy about
her during my absence. On my wa}^ I stopped at New
York for a day with Sister Abb}-. We spent the evening
in company with Mr. and Mrs. F. 15. Carpenter, David
Hutchinson and wife, Lucius Hutchinson, wife and
daughter, and Ludlow, of course. I remember that
among other things done to amuse the company, I
recited '■'■ The Raven," at Abby's suggestion. Carpen-


ter rose to his feet and said, " Wliy didn't T know yon
conld render that piece like that? 1 slionhl liave had
you say it at the recent celehration of Poe's l)irth(kiy,
at which I presided." On June 17th I arrived at
Cliicago kite at nig-lit, toolv qnarters at tlie Ijrcvuort,
and the next niorninn' hastened to Milkird .V venue to
see Lillie and the l)()ys. After a good pkiy with them,
I took the train for St. J*auk On the lUth I arrived at
Hutchinson, going at once to tlie home of Dennett,
Asa's son. On the next (kiy I visited tlie grave of my
lamented brother. The day following we were treated
to a cyclone, having to seek safety in the cellar. Tlie
big wind-tunnel, reaching a half-mile into the clouds,
went by without doing much damage.

As usual when visiting Hutchinson, I was soon im-
mersed in business affairs, l)ut found time for an occa-
sional fishing trip with .Vsa's grandchildren. The
Fourth of July came on Sunday, and there being no
preacher at the Congregational Church, I occu[)ied the
pulpit, singing and speaking to the people. I took
up the matter of improving the park in the south half
of Hutchinson while there, and held meetings and
also devoted a part of my time to '' grul)ljiug" on the

During my stay it l)ecame necessary for Lillie to
come to Minnesota on [)rol)ate matters connected with
Henrj-'s estate. She brought the boys with her and
we p'ave some concerts. Of one of them the Crlencoe
Register said :

"The concert by the Hutchinson Family at the court-house hall last
week Wednesday evening was not nearly so largely attended as it de-
served to be. The prograninie fiDni first to last was replete with rich
musical and elocutionary gems and was listi'Ued to with deep interest
by the audience. Several of the old familiar songs of the original
Hutchinson Family were sung liy Mr. John W. Hutchinson and Mrs.


Lillit' I'liillips Iliitcliinson. The latti'r's rendition of the beautiful
ballad of 'Mrs. Lofty and I' met with especial favor. The lady pos-
sesses a voici', tile ecjual of which is seldom heard anywhere otf of the
liijiliest operatic stai^e. Her two .sons. Jack and Kichard, ati;ed seven
and tlirce yi'.nrs rojiecti vrly, added iinnieasurahly to tlie jileasuri' of
the evening by tiieir vocal efforts. Tlie younyest has a most marvL'lIou.s
voice and enunciates as distinctly as a child of four times liis years.
Seldom, if ever, was l'oi''s 'Kaven' recited with such jjower and pathos
as it was by J. W. Hutchinson , it certainly was never better handled
in Gk'ncoe. Tlu' universal verdict of all present is that it was the most
satisfactory entertainment we have had for years."

After my return to Lynn the experiences for the
reniahider of the year were uneventfuL

The close of the year was celebrated by a meeting of
the I^-ynii Assembly at Oxford Street Chapel. James
N. Buffum, who in the course of years had become the
owner of the chapel — which the Hutchinson's songs
helped to build and within whose walls the Rev. Samuel
Johnson })reached for so many 3'ears — in the course of
his remarks took occasion to refer to himself as the
"owner" of High liock. This made my blood boil,
and at the close of his speech I took tlie floor and re-
minded the audience that it was the Hutchinson family
Avliich had for years owned the rock and kept it o})en to
the public. l>uffum's statement reminded me of the
remark of Amos Dormaii, who gave me a deed of that
portion of the rock in dis[)ute — there has never been a
question about my being the owner of the summit —
after the court's decision that the deed given to Brother
Jesse was only a life-lease, tli(iugh Jesse had purchased
and paid for the land in good faith: '"Jim liuffum
doiTt own a single inrh of that land : il l)el(Migs to
Jesse Hutchinson.'' ^Vfter this encounter I visited the
Coliseum, Mlu-re the Grand Army was having a camp-
[ivv. iheu went to a. watch-mccting at one of the Metho-
dist churches and linally to the home of a tenant on


High Rock, where the ohl year was being l)id farewell
in a social gathering. The result of these experiences
was a decided disposition to drop into rhyme, which
resulted as follows :

I've started on anotlier yenr

With strong resolves for all good cheer;

Its future, judging by the j)ast,

Some days of gloom will shadows cast.

But time connnenced in dread and fear

At last may close in brighter cheer.

So juni]) aboard, i>ut on tlie sti-ani^

Through fogs of doubt hope's light will gleam.

Our faithful guide we'll trust for aye,

And wlien old '87 is gray

And like his brothers passed away.

For, good or ill, lie must resign —

We'll sing once more our " < )ld Lang Syne."

His service closed, we'll never fear,

But welcome in the glad new year.

Warwick Palfray and his aged bride celebrated their
golden wedding on the first day of the year. I at-
tended at his home on Essex Street, and during the
evening, besides singing, told tlie story of my sickness,
many years ])efore, when ^Nlr. Palfray acted as mj' nurse,
and brought me through.

A few days later I found my poetic afflatus had again
attacked me. I began a poem, l)ut was interrupted ere
the close :

oil, could I fill these lines with sense,

I'd gladly spend the time
To labor hard, both niglit and day.

And it plain in rliynie.

I'd liave a thought of home and friends,

Of God, of heaven, and liell,—
Eternity, its past and present

Its future I would ivW.

I'd sjteak of joys that mortals have,
Encircling our sphere —
[Will see you later.]

142 TirK inTcmxsoN family.

"Later" never has coiiu'. and llie poem remains a

On Thui'sday, ]\Iareh lOtli, T went to Xew York, and
with Sister Ahl)y attended the funeral of Henry AVard
I>eecher at Plymouth C'liureh. It seemed the Ijreaking
of anotlier tie that bound us with sueh tender eords to
our l)usy and lia[)})y past. Pleasant as have been the
experiences of the past decade for me, and strong- as is
my hold upon life to-day, it seems as I look l)aek upon
it as though a large part of the time has l)eeu spent in
the house of mourning. I liave either l)een at a fu-
neral or else lamenting the loss of some old and cher-
ished friend or brother nearly every week of the time.
Two days later, in Xew Yoi'k, Al)l)y and I attended the
funeral of the wife of Hiram Hutchinson, a millionaire
connection of the famil}^ who originated in Danvers.

On April 7th, Fast Day, the Prohibitionists had a
convention in La^vi^ence. I was appointed on a com-
mittee to arrange for a temperance camp-meeting,
which was held at Asl)Uiy (J rove, Hamilton, in .Vugust.
During this year I find by my diar}^ that I developed
quite a })assion for attending auctions. It made little
difference to me whether the auction was of a house,
a hotel, lu^uschold goods or a store. Tlie excitement of
the affair, the manners of the auctioneer, the uncer-
tainty as to wliether I should get a thing after becom-
ing a l)iddcr, all fascinated me. However. I do not hn.d
among the treasures secured on such occasions many
things which indicate that I paid too dear for my

I made two trips to Hutchinson this year, and built
four houses. One was Cliff Cottage, under tlu' lee of
lli'^h Rock, and another was Tower Cottage, in wliich
1 now reside. The other two were on Park Place,


fronting' the park, in Ilnteliinsnn. I made my first
start for Hntcliinson on ]May 24lli. sto[)ping for a call
on v\.l)l)y in New York, as usual. I also stopped at
Painesville, < )., to sc(^ my old friend and agent, E. E.
Johnson. Lillie liad meanwhile married Ivev. Henry
Moro-an, an evan^'elist. I found on reacliincr ChicaQ-o
that they Avi-ie in Minneapolis. Arriving there, I went
to the Baptist mission with them. ^Morgan spoke, and
I sang Avith Lillie '' The Stranger on the Sill." They
accompanied nie to Hutchinson. On Sunday, the da}^
after our arrival, Mr. Morgan preached in tlie Congre-
gational church, and Lillie and I sang. On the fol-
lowing day they left for St. Paul. Lumcdiately I
became immersed in business, surveying and selling
lots, and making arrangements to build my cottages.
After getting the cellars pretty well started I left for
Lynn, stop})ing o;i the way at Springfield, Wis., and at
Cliicago. At the lirst-named })hu'e I gave a concert
with Lillie and my giandchildi'cn. Then, after the
concert, we drove eight miles in a carriage to overtake
a freight train, in which shnv-moving conveyance we
spent the niglit. I'liei'e was an educational exhiljit in
Chicago the next day, and then I bid my grandsons
good-l)y, and left for the P^ast, in an excursion party con-
sisting of some thirty peo[)le. Three days later I was
in Lynn, as mv diary says, *■" Looking up my cares."
While I was absent James X. Buffum had died, and
whatever title he claimed in ILgh Boek pro]^)erty had
passed into the hands of Cliark's O. Beede, an enter-
prising citizen. What the *' cares " I have mentioned
were like can best l)e illustrated ])y some random quota-
tions from my diary :

"July 2')lli. McF. on Xo. 4, Terrace Loily-c, ])Mpcriiiu''- l^ike
(painter) in stone house. C. iiaiil five dollars on rent, owes four dollars.


" July 26tli. Tike all day ; McFarlan all day ; Pat 2d, .)iK'-lialf a day ;
Pat 1st, nine hours. Kode out with wife. Looking at house to huild.
Digging of cellar (Clifl: Cottage).

"August l-Jth. Laid out front lot and eonuneneed to dig erllar
(Tower Cottage); paved Jolrn's Avenue; repaired Stone Cottage
piazza. To the tent (temperance meeting) in tlic evening.

"August 17th. Commenced blasting to-da}-. Had twelve people
working regular, and three masons.

"August 27th. Heme, Regan and three Irishmen worked for me to-
day. Picked apples and pears. Moved plan of cellar two feet north.

" August 28th. Leave for New York.

"August 20th. Abby's birthday. Poor night's rest (on boat), break-
fast with Abby. Coney Island, Gilmore's band, Lucius, David and
wife, Ludlow, met, dined together. To Lucius's house on my way.
Left N. Y. at 10.30 o'clock.

"August oOth. Arrived in Lynn to breakfast.

"September 3d. To Portland and home — 180 miles, seven hours.
Returned in season to settle with help, (jot ticket reduced to Minn.

"Se]iteinber 5th. Left for the West.

"September 7th. Chicago. Dined with Jonas Hutchinson.

" September 8th. Minneapolis. Arrived at 7.30. Left for Hutchin-
son at 4.05 P.M.

"September 9th. Hutchinson. Hard at work. Settling up.
Houses not yet done.

" September 10th. Worked on house. Sold a lot to . 825 down

and §300 in three years. Carpenter built stairs.

Before I left Hutchinson I had built both liouses,
and they were tenanted. Then I returned to Lynn,
caught up the ends there, and went on with the
construction of my new home. Fanny was very inter-
ested in this, selecting the plans, s[)ecifying the style of, and arranging for the furni.shing. In October
Cliarles Dickens, son of tlie distinguished novelist,
ofave readiup-s in Lvnn, and I was Q-lad to renew an ac-
quaintance made in his father's parlors in 1840. when
he was a boy.

On November Tth T Avent over to Melrose to hear
General George AV. Slieridan speak on Ingersollism.
He accompained me to Boston after the lecture, and we


spent the night at a hotel, he going to Lynn with me
tlie next day. Man}'- years before he had acted as onr
advance agent in New York State, lie was an earnest
reformer ami I rejoiced in his work and his success.
His daughter, Emma Sheridan Frye, the actress, has
been for years a friend we delighted to meet, both pro-
fessionally and in our family circle.

On November 21st, ni}' brother Andrew's Avidow,
Elizabeth Ann, died at her home in Dorchester. She
Avas a daughter of Jacob and Catherine Todd, of Rowley,
and had survived her husband many years.

On November 2Ttli I visited my lifelong friend, T.
C. Severance, at Arlington Heights. He died soon after.
I met his widow, who now resides on the Pacific coast,
at the World's Fair in 1893, discussing with her the
many stirring scenes we had witnessed together.

On December 9th I had a visit from Rev. Mr. Fisher,
formerly of Lawrence, Kan., Omaha and Salt Lake City.
He stayed in the vicinity of Boston some weeks, and
on December 31st prcaclied at the watch-night ser-
vice at the First Metbodist Episcopal Church in Lynn.
During his remarks he spoke tenderly of onr family, and
of the loss of Henry. A love feast followed. Near the
close of the vigil I sung, "' No Night There." Then we
all knelt around the altar, while the bell tolled the
solemn hour of midnight.

In January, 1888, I called on Charles Hoag, at the
residence of his brother Alvan Hoag, on Nahant Street,
in Lymi, and found him to be in many ways an interest-
ing and remarkable man. He gave the name to the city
of ^linneapolis, the lirst part for the Indian Minnehaha,
and "polls," the Greek A\'ord iov city.

On February 2d there Avas a woman-suffrage social)le
at Horticultural Hall, in Boston, at which I both sung


and spoke. Rebecca Moore, who bad come over from
England again, was among tbe s[)eakers. I never saw
ber witbont recalling a convei'sation I bad witb Parker
Pillsbnr}- after bis return from a trip to Europe. He

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