Barkhamsted, Conn., and Its Centennial, 1879: To which is Added a Historical Appendix, Containing Copies of Old Letters, Antiquarian, Names of Soldiers of the Revolution, 1812, 1846, and 1861, Civil Officers, and Other Matter Interesting to the People of the TownRepublican Steam Print, 1881 - 178 pages |
Other editions - View all
Barkhamsted, Conn., and Its Centennial, 1879: To Which Is Added a Historical ... William Wallace Lee No preview available - 2015 |
Barkhamsted, Conn., and Its Centennial, 1879: To Which Is Added a Historical ... William Wallace Lee No preview available - 2018 |
Barkhamsted, Conn., and Its Centennial, 1879: To Which Is Added a Historical ... William Wallace Lee No preview available - 2022 |
Common terms and phrases
Alford Allen Amos Beecher Barkhamsted Barkhamsted's Beaver Brook better born boys Brook built buried Burwell called Cannon Captain Carter celebration Centennial Centennial Day Center Hill century Chaugham church citizen committee Conn daughters Deacon died District early East East River Eggleston Elijah Elisha enlisted August farm Farmington Farmington River father friends George Goodwin hamsted Hart Hartford Henry Hiram historical address honor Howd Israel Jones James James Phelps John Merrill Joseph Justin Hodge labor land Lighthouse lived memory Meriden mile mill minister Monroe E Morgan River Moses Hayden Munson never North Hollow Ohio old town Pelatiah Allyn present Ratlam remember residence River Riverton road rocks Samuel Samuel Hayden sawmill Second Artillery settled settlers Simsbury soldiers sons Squire stood Taylor Tiffany to-day told town of Barkhamsted Turnpike Wallace Lee Wallen's Hill William Winsted young
Popular passages
Page 122 - SHOULD auld acquaintance be forgot, And never brought to min' ? Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And days o' lang syne ? For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet For auld lang syne.
Page 95 - And babes, sweet-smiling babes, our bed. How should I love the pretty creatures, While round my knees they fondly clung ; To see them look their mother's features, To hear them lisp their mother's tongue. And when with envy, time transported, Shall think to rob us of our joys, You'll in your girls again be courted, And I'll go wooing in my boys.
Page 66 - The house-dog on his paws outspread Laid to the fire his drowsy head, The cat's dark silhouette on the wall A couchant tiger's seemed to fall; And, for the winter fireside meet, Between the andirons...
Page 154 - A fiery sunset lingers, Its golden gates swing inward noiselessly, Unlocked by unseen fingers. And while they stand a moment half ajar, Gleams from the inner glory Stream brightly through the azure vault afar, And half reveal the story.
Page 95 - What though from fortune's lavish bounty No mighty treasures we possess ; We'll find within our pittance plenty, And be content without excess. Still shall each kind returning season Sufficient for our wishes give ; For we will live a life of reason, And that's the only life to live.
Page 122 - For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet, For auld lang syne. We twa hae run about the braes, And pu'd the gowans fine ; But we've wander'd mony a weary foot Sin auld lang syne. For auld, &c. We twa hae paidl't i...
Page 58 - In their bloom, And the names he loved to hear Have been carved for many a year On the tomb.
Page 94 - Will sweetly sound where-e'er 'tis spoke : And all the great ones, they shall wonder How they respect such little folk. What though from fortune's lavish bounty No mighty treasures we possess ; We'll find within our pittance plenty, And be content without excess.
Page 154 - We may know how sweet its balmy air, How bright and fair its flowers ; We may not hear the songs that echo there, Through those enchanted bowers. The city's shining towers we may not see With our dim earthly vision, For Death, the silent warder, keeps the key That opes the gates elysian.