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The Latin poet Virgil has drawn a vivid picture of one of the scenes which hastened the downfall of ancient Troy. The noble Trojan priest, Laocoon, had denounced the infatuation of his countrymen when they determined to receive into the city the monstrous wooden horse filled with living Greeks. He tried by every means within his power to arouse them to a sense of their peril, and at last, in despair, hurled his own spear against the hollow fraud. But fearing that his passionate appeals might prove effective, the Grecians sent two snakes across the sea from Tenedos, whose crest dripping blood and quivering fangs licked their hissing mouths.
They made their way at once into the city to the home of the Trojan priest and his sons, wound themselves in hideous festoons around their limbs and bound them in a group of agony which classic sculpture has rendered immortal. The enormous serpents crushed and choked their helpless victims and raised their poisonous fangs above the brow of the patriotic priest. Thus the wooden horse was admitted into the city, and that night Troy was sacked and laid in flames.
The wooden horse of classic history is today represented by this terrible immigration which is pouring in to overwhelm the Anglo-Saxon civilization. Laocoon is still pleading with his countrymen today ; his
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voice echoes and re-echoes from the green hillsides of Maine to the land of the orange and the cane. The serpents have again been sent forth, not from Tenedos, as of old, but from the gilded offices of the million- aires and trust-builders of our land to stifle down his warning, dying cries. With you-the bone and sinew, the brawn and muscle, the intelligence, the patriotism, the true nobility of this land-it remains whether the fate of modern America shall be the same as that of ancient Troy.
And now to those noble pioneers whose memory we are here to celebrate and to reverence today, we bring the tribute of our gratitude and love, and lay the laurel wreath of our appreciation upon their lowly graves. Though no bronze or marble monuments may ever rise above the heads of the immortal sleepers, let us fancy in our imagination that angel hands bedeck their graves with sweetest wildwood flowers, and that the chorus of nature shall ever make ceaseless music above their pulseless breasts.
One moment we will be optimistic. The star spangled banner still waves; American blood and American patriotism still course through the veins of every loyal citizen from Maine to California, and from Ore- gon to the Atlantic Ocean. As long as those citizens and their descend- ants shall remain, this republic will not, shall not, perish from the earth.
THE ORATION
The Chairman :
It is my final duty to present to you the orator of the day, the Rev. Nelson S. Burbank, pastor of the First Baptist Church, Revere, Mass.
Mr. Burbank :
Ladies and Gentlemen :- You have heard good things enough in the last three or four hours to last you a century. If you are weary, I should like to give you this word of encouragement and sympathy: It will be a long time before you are invited to assist at a second Centennial of the town of Jefferson.
I am reminded of a story I read a few days ago about a young couple recently married. The wife kept the pocketbook, and the record of how the money was expended. One day the good husband thought he would like to look over the record. He found many entries in the book, dry goods, groceries, and so on. Every now and then there was an entry marked "G. K. W." He was anxious to know who "G. K. W." might be, and so he said to his wife:
"Who is this 'G. K. W.' that I find here in your accounts?"
"Oh," she said, "it is this way: I tried to think of everything that I had purchased, and to make an entry, but I found every week that there was a failure on my part to make the accounts balance, so I put it in, 'G. K. W.,' Goodness knows what !"
There has been so much said today from this platform, and so well said, that I hardly know what there is for me to add. I think, however, that I ought to follow pretty closely what I had prepared to say, for if
JEFFERSON ME DAMARISCOTTA LAKE, 7,
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I talk away from it I am sure I shall commit what would be the unpar- donable sin of detaining you too long.
I want to say that I am very glad to be here to enjoy with you this most delightful and interesting occasion. The years of my life have been blessed and brightened by the memories of my childhood, by the memories of those friends who years ago extended to me the helping hand and who gave to me the encouraging word. Although my voting residence has been for a long time in a different State from this, I feel very much like one of the family today, as we engage in this splendid season of thanksgiving and rejoicing.
There are many silent voices that speak to us as we journey on in the pathway of life. Sometimes the voices bring a message of joy and gladness, and sometimes a doleful tale of remorse and woe they tell. Sometimes these silent voices inspire our hearts with new-born hopes and lead us on to heights not yet attained, and sometimes like a dark mantle of sorrow they almost shut out the sunlight of the soul.
There is friendship's voice. It is always sweet, and to it we listen with a great deal of satisfaction and delight. It soothes our troubled spirits and drives our cares away. There is the voice of nature, and it speaks to us from every bursting bud and every blooming flower, from every running stream and every surging sea. Then there is the voice of conscience-a voice from within, which is supposed to be like a mar- iner's needle, a true and trusty indicator of the course we can safely follow. It is not, however, the voice of friendship, nature or conscience that we hear most distinctly at this hour. It is the past that speaks to the present with peculiar emphasis and power as we meet and mingle in this Centennial Celebration. It is our duty as well as our privilege to recall in pleasant reminiscences the days of old. None of us want to be forgotten. Down deep in the human heart there is a longing for an immortality here as well as for an immortality in the great hereafter. To think it possible to be dropped from the memory of our friends and kindred when we are gone would indeed be a painful thought, and one that would disturb the peace and happiness of the passing years.
" "Tis sweet to be remembered."
Joseph was dying down in Egypt. After a sad and serious separa- tion lasting a long time the broken family ties were reunited, and now he requests that his bones be carried back to Canaan .. This request was made because he could not endure the thought of being forgotten. The mighty Napoleon, whose military movements had shaken and shattered many of the old world nations, was breathing his last on a lonely island in a far-away sea. As a final favor he asked that his body might be buried in the Paris he loved because he, too, could not bear to be for- gotten. Twenty years later his dust was unearthed at St. Helena, con- veyed to the capital city of the French republic and there deposited in a magnificent mausoleum.
The greatest man in all history-the God-man, instituted a last sup- per where He took bread to represent His body and poured out wine to represent His blood; and this, He said to His disciples, you are to continue to do, and whenever and wherever it is observed it is to be done in remembrance of Me. It is the Master's memorial.
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It is, therefore, to honor the fathers and to perpetuate the memory of their achievements that we engage in these exercises. And not only this, but also to express in a fitting manner our appreciation of the bless- ings they have bestowed upon us. Yesterday left a legacy for today. Every generation makes a bequest to the generation that follows. God's great universe is built on the basis of co-operative benevolence. In every department it abounds in gratuitous giving. The rocks dissolve, dis- organize and give themselves to the soil. The soil in its life-producing properties gives itself to the plant. The plant as a means of sustenance gives itself to the animal. The animal as meat or a beast of burden gives itself to man, and man, in turn, gives himself to his Maker in the secular and spiritual service he renders to others. The brook from the mountain side runs down through the valleys into the river. The river runs into the sea. The sea gives up itself in the form of mists. The mists make the clouds, and the clouds pour out their contents freely upon the face of the earth. The sun gives its beautiful beams of light to bless the world. The birds give their songs to make us happy and hopeful.
The history of civilization is in harmony with this divine decree, which we discover not only in the sacred Scriptures, but also in the movements of the material realm. Incidentally, I shall enumerate some of the treasures with which the world was enriched during the eventful days of the nineteenth century, but I would have you bear in mind that the purpose of this address is to bring from the past to the present two or three brief messages. The century we cover today in measuring the life of this municipality is by its inventions and discoveries telling us with no uncertain sound that mind is mightier than muscle, and that the conquests of thought are greater than the conquests of military weapons.
In political revolutions, in moral reformations and in social trans- formations it is so. Stephenson, the inventor, put to a personal friend the question: "What makes the locomotive go?" The ready response was, "Steam, of course." "No," said he, "it's the sun-first in the plant, then in the coal field and now in the steam." Surely he was fol- lowing the stream to its source. He was getting at the first cause, but even Stephenson himself did not go back far enough. It is thought that moves every piece of machinery and makes every locomotive go. The sun held its throne at the center of the solar system long ages before the steam horse went rushing along the rails. It was not until after the thinking mind had met and mastered many problems that the locomotive appeared as a mighty factor in the world's civilization and commerce.
While hurriedly turning the pages of a well-known and widely read book the other day, I came across a quotation from one of the famous addresses of that silvery-tongued orator, Edward Everett. After describ- ing somewhat at length the landing of the Pilgrims at Plymouth in 1620; after speaking of the weariness that came in consequence of a five months' voyage on a stormy sea; after referring to the difficulties they encountered in the new world, and the dangers to which they were exposed, he said :
"Close now the volume of history and tell me on any principle of human probability what shall be the fate of this handful of bold and
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daring adventurers. Tell me, O man of military science, in how many months will they be swept from the face of the earth by the wild and savage tribes that wandered through the forests of New England? Where among the settlements of the past can you find a parallel case?"
And then, after a fine and effective rhetorical pause this great statesman went on to show how wonderfully in opposition to all human- probability, and contrary to all scientific and historic calculations, this enterprise has yielded the greatest and grandest results. In 1620 the American Republic was only a dream and a desire, a purpose and a prayer ; but now, in less than three hundred years, the Stars and Stripes have gone almost half way around the circumference of the globe.
The founders and fathers of this good old town of Jefferson, even though they may have been gifted with a prophetic instinct and inspired with visionary hopes, had no conception of the changes that have come in a single century. It has been an epoch of history making, an era of intellectual movements. The musket is giving way to the microscope. The mind has made long strides in the struggle for the supremacy over matter. The man of blood has surrendered to the man of brains. Many of these years that we recall today have been pre-eminently scientific in their activities and achievements, and in this fact lies the secret of their power and progress. We do not deny the claim so often made that no structures excel in massiveness the Egyptian Pyramids or in grandeur the rock temples of India. We quite agree with the sentiment of the admirers of antiquity when they say that the obelisks of the Nile are still sought to ornament the capital cities of Christendom, and that the very fragments of the Parthenon are still treasured as specimens of a splendid architecture that has not been surpassed. We know that the sculptures of Phidias set a high standard for modern art, and that Homer's great epic is everywhere recognized as a masterpiece in poetry. In oratory, statesmanship and military movements the age of Pericles attracts our attention and awakens our admiration.
But of greater things than these do we boast. In surgery we have made such rapid advances that the surgeon of fifty years ago if he were living now and held to the old methods would not be allowed to teach a class of beginners or perform a simple operation. By the discovery and use of ether this department of medical science has been revolu- tionized until now it is possible to use the scalpel without inflicting pain. When we think of the blessings that in this way have come to humanity we are not surprised that the first etherized sponge used by Dr. Morton is still kept as a precious trophy by the Massachusetts General Hospital. By improving and enlarging the telescope we have come to see as never before the sublimity of that Scripture which says: "The heavens declare the glory of God and the firmament showeth his handiwork." About two centuries before the birth of our Lord, Hipparchus turned his eyes toward the sky and tried to count the stars. He thought he was suc- cessful in the undertaking, for he said there were just exactly 1120. A little later Ptolemy counted over after him, and he made II22. A step farther along in the pathway of time, and the number was finally fixed at 1160. When Galileo by means of a marvellous invention explored the regions that stretch beyond the reach of our natural vision he declared
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that there are more than four hundred millions of these evening lights that unite in driving away the darkness of the night time. But the tele- scope of today informs us that the stars are countless, as countless as the sands on the shore.
We have harnessed electricity to our chariots of travel and wheels of manufacturing industries until now it has come to be recognized as one of our most useful servants. In the electric battery a large number of important inventions center. The plaything of Franklin has become one of the most powerful agencies in the business world. Baltimore and Washington were connected by wire. The success of the experi- ment showed conclusively that long distances could be easily overcome by this new method of communication.
Within a few decades there was talk about a trans-Atlantic system of telegraphy. After repeated discouragements and failures a cable crossed the deep at a distance of 2,500 miles, and now there are fourteen of these lines that bridge the Atlantic and make it possible to send messages at a speed that surpasses the swiftness of Shakespeare's Ariel, who boasted that he could "put a girdle round about the globe in forty minutes." In trying to improve the telegraph the telephone was invented. Since 1876 more than a million telephones have been installed in the homes and offices and work-shops of this country alone. It is said that one dollar invested in the Bell Telephone stock when that stock was first placed on the market would have yielded profits enough in twenty-five years to make the investor wealthy. The transforming touch of thought is everywhere felt. The old is giving way to the new, and the past is yielding to the present in the struggle for the survival of the fittest.
Within the memory of many of us the grain fields of the West were harvested by a scythe with a cradle attachment moved by the muscular arm of the mower. There was the cutting process, the binding into bundles, the hauling into barns and then the threshing. But now the up-to-date reaper does nearly all the work at a single stroke. The driver mounts the machine, seizes the reins, drives the horses, and the wheat is cut and threshed and left in sacks on the ground as they rapidly move along. Nothing escapes the searchlight of modern science. Some one has said that even the pebble by the roadside is made to reveal its secrets. Chemistry records its compounds ; physics takes note of its weight and color ; geology tells the story of its travel, and mineralogy does the work of dissecting and discovers its anatomy. The natural products of the soil are turned from their ordinary tendencies by the touch of science so that we have the white blackberry and the seedless apple, the apple that is sour on one side and sweet on the other. And now they are experimenting, we understand, with the milkweed and the strawberry, hoping to graft one to the other, and thus get strawberries and cream from the same plant.
What does it all mean? Let me give you the summary of a mag- azine article on this subject. "It means that the average American mechanic of today is better circumstanced than was the king of a century ago. He has more safeguards and protection against disease and death. It means that the mechanic of today, in comparison with the monarch of one hundred years ago, lives on the earth more like an angel and less like an ape. He has a broader mind, a more liberal education and a
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knowledge of the universe more exact and extensive. He will live longer, and he ought to live better."
"Take from me," says the past to the present, "another message. It is this: Struggle is the stepping-stone to success." It is the law of life, for through it comes growth and development, and whenever and wherever it ceases degeneration begins, and the signs of death and decay at once appear. Some of the nations that led the world's activities three thousand years ago have become extinct. Where are Babylon, Greece and Rome? They have gone out of existence because they were unwill- ing to make the struggle necessary to keep in step with the onward march of progress. All that we have in our Christian civilization that is worth keeping has been purchased at the price of a struggle. Every thread in the garments we wear; every article of food on the table from which we eat ; every good book that feeds the mind and quickens the soul and every moral movement that drives back the night of evil and ushers in the morn of a brighter and better day represents a struggle. Go into a dark room and turn a button and behold the blazing electric light; sit down in a farmhouse on a winter's evening and listen to the phonograph as it reproduces the concert program given in a large city months ago; visit a laboratory at Orange, New Jersey, and there examine an instrument that investigates the heat of the sun's corona and gives valuable informa- tion concerning the temperature of the stars. Get on board that express train that beat the world's record the other day by making a mile in less than thirty seconds. Wonderful is the word that describes these inven- tions-wonderful in the joys they afford, in the privileges they make possible, in the opportunities they offer. But more wonderful than the inventions themselves, I believe, has been the spirit of sacrifice that has been manifested on the part of the inventors. Think of Edison and others shutting themselves up from the outer world, refusing to mingle in society and robbing themselves of the common comforts of life in order that they might concentrate all their energies and powers on their work! Think of these things, and you get some idea of what it means to be a leader in the onward march of events. We boast of our citizenship in this country, and well we may, for it has been purchased with coins of the same currency. Our forefathers labored long and hard in order that the doors of free institutions might be open to us. Luck has a large place in the philosophy of the foolish, but every wise person knows that things can only be brought to pass by those who are willing to sacrifice and suffer. Newton saw an apple fall. It was no unusual sight, for apples had been falling in exactly the same way ever since Adam and Eve partook of the forbidden fruit, but it suggested to him the principle that brings together and binds together particles of matter. It has some- times been called an accidental discovery, but there was nothing accidental about it. It was the victorious hour in a great struggle-a struggle to find the fundamental law of the universe, the law of gravitation.
Persecutions have not been restricted to the religious realm. When coal first began to be used for fuel there was an awful cry that came from the common people. A petition was presented to the king to pro- hibit its use on the ground that it was a nuisance. Finally Edward the Second heard the petitioners, and the decree went forth. The trans- gressor was to be punished for the first offense by the payment of a cer- tain sum of money, but for the second offense the stove in which it was
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burned was to be broken into pieces. The stocking loom met a similar fate. The Frenchman who invented it was anxious to have the patronage of the king, and so a fine pair of hose was sent to Louis the Fourteenth, but the unworthy servant by whom they were sent cut a few threads so they would easily ravel, and in this way succeeded in prejudicing the mind of the king. Think of the charges brought against the first locomotive! It was said that the sparks coming from the smoke-stack would set the train on fire; that it would drive all the game from the woods through which it passed; that through the facilities for transportation it would destroy the market for hay and grain, seriously affecting the prospects of the farmer and all the country communities. But the spirit of struggle has been greater than the opposition along these lines. It is the spirit of struggle that bridges over rivers of difficulty, that leaps over walls of prejudice and climbs the hills of hardship. If at first it does not succeed it is willing to try again, for the spirit of struggle has within itself the pledge and promise of coming victory.
Another important message that comes to us from the past is that friendly and fraternal co-operation is better than sharp and selfish com- petition. I never take a drive through the country or pass a day by the sea without being impressed by the fact that God, the Creator, made many things in the material realm to stand together and to be mutually related. This was His plan, this was His purpose, and this is His programme. The birds that merrily wing the air and blend their voices in harmonious song are in flocks ; the cattle that graze upon the hillsides are never quite contented unless in herds; the fish that swim so gracefully through the waters of the deep are in schools; the busy little bees that sip the honey from the flowers are in swarms; the trees, from the gigantic oak and - lofty pine down to the stunted shrub and creeping vine, flourish best in forests where limb touches limb and each leans upon the other for sup- port and protection ; the mighty mountains, lifting up their peaks toward the sky, and measuring out to us in divine wisdom the sunshine and the storm, are welded together in chains. Leaving this larger laboratory, where the Almighty unceasingly toils, and entering the more humble work-shop of man, we find that the same principle prevails. There must be friendly co-operation, or there can be no success. One wheel turns another. The spindle feeds the loom, and the loom supplies the clothing departments in the commercial world. It is a surprising statement when I say that there have been more important inventions and discoveries since 1807 than in all the preceding pages of the world's history. Do you doubt it? Then go over the list and by a careful mathematical com- putation and comparison you will find that previous to that date there were but few chapters in the book of mechanical marvels and miracles. How do we explain this fact? There must be some reason. We ought to be able to give an explanation. To say that this particular period has pro- duced a race of intellectual prodigies who have easily out-distanced all that went before them might satisfy the boastful braggart, but it will not satisfy the minds of those who are disposed to be more fair in their comparisons. Yet it is so, and the reason, I believe, is to be found very largely in the fact that we have come to realize in these last years a better feeling of brotherhood. The inventor and mechanic have come together.
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They did work separately so far as possible, but little was accomplished, and little could be accomplished.
There was a time when the discoverer hid his findings by writing the description in some unknown tongue and then concealing it in the archives of some historic collection. Let us believe that that time is forever past, and now the widest publicity is given to all these things. The inventive mind is kept active and alert, and one improves and enlarges upon the work of another. The principle of wireless telegraphy is so fully explained in our magazines and publications that I know of a high school boy who has constructed a system of his own, and has sent and received messages over a long distance.
We must not be content with the backward look. We must have a forward look. The Golden Age of the poet is in the past, but the Golden Age of the prophet is in the future. I hope you have not received the impression from anything I have said, or that others have said today, that the past is a synonym for perfection and purity. If you get that idea from my remarks, you certainly have missed a point in my message. We hear quite a good deal about "the good old times," when the church was faultless, and men were honest and political parties were uncorrupted by the greedy grafter. But when were those good old times? I have an idea that this has been a current expression with all the gen- erations along the world's history. We think, perhaps, of the ministers of the gospel coming within our acquaintance who have proved false to their charge, disgraced their high calling and brought divisions and strife into the church of Christ. We sigh for "the good old times," when there was less hypocrisy in the church and more sincerity among religious leaders. Do we refer to the days of the Apostles? Judas, we are told in a very good book, sold his Master for thirty pieces of silver. That was one in twelve, and I am sure we are making a better record than that. We lament the lack of unity among the laborers in our Lord's vineyard, and wonder why good people cannot agree in their methods. You may attend a gathering of farmers and hear them discuss the best methods of raising potatoes. I will guarantee that there will be as many theories advanced as there are potatoes in a bushel measure. We turn back the pages of history to find those good old times when good people were in perfect agreement, and we find Paul and Barnabas falling out at Antioch. We keep turning the pages until away back in the Bible book of beginnings there were Abram and Lot in a disagreement which resulted in a division of the flocks and a separation of the families. When were those good old times, when politics were without graft, and when men were always sincere and unselfish? There have been good times in the past, there are good times in the present, and we may make the future even better than the past has been.
When Dr. Seguin was in attendance on the Educational Exhibit at Vienna, several years ago, he said that from the toys placed there for inspection it would be easy to infer the history of the countries from which they came. For instance, the pewter soldiers were from France, and France produced a mighty Napoleon. The most fashionably dressed dolls were also from France, to remind one of the society women of Paris. The doll houses, that were large, with different apartments, very tastily arranged, were from Germany, and were suggestive of the home- loving instincts of the Germans. The sheep and the cattle and the goats
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were from Switzerland, and told of the Swiss peasant life. After wan- dering about for a time in the midst of this exhibit the doctor said to the lady attendant, "Where shall I find the American toys?" With a flourish of her hand, she pointed to the trunks and valises and said, "There are the American toys." I believe it was Emerson who said that every American is restless unless he is on the move, and every now and then says, "Is it not time to pack up and go somewhere?"
I am impressed with the fact as I have listened to these exercises today that Jefferson, this good old town, so true to her friends, has not been sending out into the world toys, but men and women, many of whom, I believe, have honored the principles so faithfully laid down by the fathers of this township. We look back with a great deal of thank- fulness, of gratitude, to those noble men of God who planted here the church and the school and all civic and religious institutions, and I believe that their sons and daughters who have followed on after them have heeded well the lessons they taught, and have built securely a super- structure upon these foundations.
Possibly the young men here may get an impression that everything that is worth doing has been done, that we only have now to hold with a firm grip the heritage of the fathers. Not so! If I had the ears of the thirteen millions of the young men of this land today, I would say to them, "Not so! The future will expect of you greater things than the past has produced. Yes, greater things, along higher and better lines."
"For the grandest times are before us, And the world is yet to see The noblest work of this old world In the men that are to be."
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COMMITTEES
EXECUTIVE COMMITTEE
Frederick William Jackson Leslie Boynton
Samuel Albert Richardson
HISTORICAL COMMITTEE
A. J. Bond
W. A. Jackson
A. N. Weeks
A. N. Linscott
D. S. Glidden Winfield Hodgkins
C. W. Besse
W. F. Hemenway
M. I. Johnson F. W. Bowden S. D. Erskine G. V. Benner
RECEPTION COMMITTEE
L. F. Cudworth
Pearl Whittier
Walter F. Ruggles
Silmon R. Ames
Edward M. Hilton John R. Hilton
Alden E. Hodgkins
Melvin Hopkins
Frank C. Davis
POLICE OFFICERS
W. F. Tibbetts A. R. Hall Amos Fish Lervey Castle
ORATION COMMITTEE
Geo. B. Erskine Geo. M. Weeks
A. J. Ames A. D. Kennedy Henry Trask
T. T. Weeks Ernest Weeks
MUSICAL COMMITTEE
M. I. Johnson S. T. Jackson
H. C. Clark
J. Y. Meserve
Henry Cunningham Amos Fish
Fred Ames Forest Flagg E. E. Achorn
E. E. Walton E. N. Weeks
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PARADE COMMITTEE
Forest Bond E. E. Walton Everett Weeks
J. Y. Meserve Allie Hall
Ira Boynton Frank Tibbetts
Harold Dow
Fred Meserve E. E. Achorn
SOLICITING COMMITTEE
Mr. and Mrs. A. A. Skinner Mr. and Mrs. S. H. Bond
Mr. and Mrs. Arlington Hall
Mr. and Mrs. Sheridan Hodgkins Mr. and Mrs. Fred Farnham
Mr. and Mrs. W. B. Tibbetts
SALUTE COMMITTEE
Alden Boynton A. A. Skinner G. W. Pitcher John Madden John E. McCurda
Geo. H. Dow
James Anderson
Abiel Boynton
Cyrus Boynton
Hugh Kerr,
Geo. E. Linscott
Sylvester Vinal
E. W. Lewis
W. H. Noyes
FIRE WORKS COMMITTEE
Samuel Erskine A. J. Avery W. B. Tibbetts
Wallace Weeks
Herbert Weeks
PRINTING COMMITTEE
Rev. A. A. Bennett C. W. Besse
E. A. Hoffses A. J. Bond
H. W. Clary Alonzo Hodgkins
S. R. Hodgkins Alvah Davis
H. A. Jackson Thomas Moody
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FINANCIAL REPORT
OF THE EXECUTIVE COMMITTEE
RECEIPTS
March, 1907, Appropriated by the Town, at the Annual Meeting $300.00
July I, L. H. Clary, gift 100.00
July I, Leslie Boynton, gift 100.00
Aug. 10, Dr. John L. Ames, gift
3.00
Aug. 19, Mrs. Clara Avery, gift
20.00
Aug. 19, Dr. F. W. Jackson and wife, gift
100.00
Aug. 23, Horace Hall, gift 3.00
Oct. 28, Walter Trask, Esq., gift
10.00
Total
$636.00
EXPENDITURES
Aug. 19, Printing 1,000 Programmes $ 20.00
Aug. 23, O. J. Weeks, for cutting Boulder for the Tablet 4.00
Waterville Band 53.80
Chas. Achorn, transporting band between Cooper's Mills and Jefferson 21.00
New England Decorating Co., of Boston, for use of bunting and flags 8.00
Boston Regalia Co., for badges 5.00
Bay State Brass Foundry, for bronze tablet 60.00
Masters & Wells Fireworks Co., for fireworks 200.00
66 Geo. Hoffses, for sheeting and supplies 3.65
Aug. 28, W. W. & F. R. R. for special train for the band from Waterville, and return 33.60
Aug. 29, Herbert Clark, for South Jefferson Band Willow Grange, for dinners for guests 16.75
30.00
Aug. 31, Police duty, Fred Ames, Forest Flagg, Edson Achorn, Wilber Tibbetts, Lervey Castle, A. R. Hall, Amos Fish, Elmer Walton, Everett Weeks, nine officers at $2 each 18.00
Sept. 20, Forest Bond and J. Y. Meserve, for expenses of the Parade 25.00
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Sept. 20, J. Y. Meserve, for rent of plank in constructing seats, and returning the same to mill, and for breakage of 33 board feet $7.68
Nov. 19, Paid carfare used in engaging Waterville Band 3.00
Dec. 31, Vannah, Chute & Co., for one barrel cement, for foun- dation of the monument 1.95
Eben Trask, for 150 feet of lumber spoiled out of 2,000 feet loaned for making the speakers' stand, band stand, and frames for the fireworks 3.00
John B. Rafter, for the services of four deputy sheriffs 8.00
66 Balance reserved for printing the book II3.57
Total
$636.00
LESLIE BOYNTON,
Treasurer of the Executive Committee.
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TOWN OF JEFFERSON
EARLY SETTLERS OF JEFFERSON
David S. Trask
Richard Powers
David Murphy Nathan Boynton
Jonathan Trask John Johnson
Hezekiah Ripley
John Plummer
James Reeves
Moses Rodgers
Enoch Averill
Thomas Weeks
William Ford
Winthrop Weeks Elijah Clarke
William Hopkins
John Patrick
Isaac Whitman
James Shepherd
Joseph Weeks Peter Dow
Timothy Ferring
Bryant Linning
James Robinson
Samuel Averill
Darias Perham
Henry Bond
David Boynton
Noah Farnham
John Parker
David Gillman
Samuel Cunningham
Samuel Waters
Robert Clary
Thomas Trask
John Polley Joseph Berry
Thomas Hilton
John Holbrook.
David Trask
Johnathan Jones
John Hennesey John Taylor
Moses Noyes
Abiathar Richardson
Isaac Hilton
John Catlin
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