in Scituate. Whatever of softening influence these kindly folk may have diffused throughout the community is not of record, but certain it is that when the insanity of witch persecution swept through swept through the eastern colonies, Scituate refrained. Two supposed "witches" from Scituate were indeed tried in Plymouth county, but neither was convicted. In one case, the principal accuser was herself sentenced to be whipped for bearing false witness, the chief item, in which, was her declaration that she had seen a "beare" in the path and believed it to be William Holmes' wife (the accused), prowling about in the form of a beast.

Stern patriotism was here also. Scituate sent its quota of loyal sons to the revolutionary army, and supplied one of the first—perhaps the first-application of the boycott that found its way into colonial history. There were two shopkeepers who, in 1775, "publickly declined to recognize" the "Continental Association," and it was decided that "The inhabitants of this Town do hereby resolve to break off all dealing whatsoever with said refractory shopkeepers, until they shall give publick and absolute satisfaction touching their open réfractoriness relative to said salutary association." Later, in the second war with England, the daughters of the Scituate lighthouse keeper, Rebecca and Abigail Bates, on the night of an attempted invasion, marched up and down the rocky beach, performing so furiously on fife and drum that the enemy believed powerful American force must be in waiting for them and gave up the effort to land. This is the story, at any rate, and the local inhabitant assures you it has "been put in the history books" and hence must be true.

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It was somewhere off this coast— no living being knows where-that the ill-fated "Portland" met her doom in the terrific storm of November 27th, 1898. This tempest is the calendar-point from which many things date in recent Scituate annals. It was then that a mile of natural sea-wall between Third and Fourth Cliffs was shattered like a pasteboard dike, thousands of tons. of stone being swept inshore and turned sidewise, like the opening of a ponderous gate. The waters flooded the marshes for miles, and left a broad, deep connecting channel to the sea which has permanently cut off all communication between Third and Fourth Cliffs, and made access to Fourth Cliff a matter of several miles of roundabout detour by way of Greenbush and Marshfield.

The same storm brought ashore a small sailing vessel, of about 100 feet length and 21 feet beam, the pilot boat "Columbia," hurling it high and dry on the "Sand Hills" just north of First Cliff. There were five men in the crew, and all were lost. Without so much as byyour-leave, the boat plowed its way through a group of small cottages nearest the beach, turned partly over, and came to its last anchor with the upper story of one of the cottages perched on the deck. Calamity has brought it more fame, however, than a humdrum old age in sea service could have promised. Behold now, on Scituate beach, an ectype of the Peggotty boat on Yarmouth Beach, immortalized in "David Copperfield!" A door has been cut through, and a series of little rooms fitted up inside; one of them, in the stern, a dainty reproduction of David's tiny bedroom, "the completest and most desirable

running vines and towering overshot wheel one would naturally suppose must have commended it to the poet's affections. But then,it isn't everybody who can have as suitable a mill to cherish in the vistas of auld lang syne.

Art hath its votaries in Scituate. An old barn has been fitted up for a summer home and studio by a company of artists, who are never in want of fresh material in the ever-varying aspects of earth, sea

erally drawn upon in the bestowal of local names; whereof witness, Jericho Beach, the Jerusalem road, Lake Galilee, a section to the west known as Sodom and Gomorrah, and a village of Egypt to the north. large, flanked with flower beds and close-cropped greensward and in fair way in one or two more seasons to be overrun with vines. There is a carriage-horse stable, stallion stable, stable for farm horses, riding acaHere in Egypt is situated the

and sky: the whitening lines of surf roaring along the cliffs; the mile of inturned stone ridge below Third Cliff, often half-matted over with the tide-wash of curious seaweed and Irish moss, and commanding the double prospect of inrolling Atlantic to the east and broad marshes to the west, threaded by silvery channels, dotted with gunners' huts, and enlivened by the flight of sea fowl overhead; or the thick hedges, wild vines of grape, bushes of elderberry, sumach, teeming orchards and stately elms of the inland roadways; or, seen from a cliff road, the harvest moon, emerging in tranquil majesty from the black watery waste and transfiguring it with a glory not of earth.

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residences of manager and employees, a post-office, business office with circulating library, and Mr. Lawson's private residence; all are included in this interesting community, and all repeat, with variety of design, a controlling architectural motive. Near the private residence is a wild garden, seven acres in extent, of old-fashioned flowers, shrubbery and small fruits. A racing track, and within that a training track, surround a nine-acre

from across the marshes and meadows to the northwest.

In the attractive principal school building, on the main street between the Center and the Harbor, there is little to suggest the educational privations of earlier days. Meagre as the resources were, the Scituate forefathers gave what heed they could to health of mind,—and, for that matter, to health of body also; although their concern for the latter does not appear on record in

any startling fashion until less than a century ago. It was in 1816 that the town pledged its fortunes in behalf of universal vaccination, voting to have all the inhabitants vaccinated at the princely fee to the surgeon of six cents each. This bonus might not stimulate the

polo field. Macadamized roads connect all parts of the estate; which includes 600 acres, employs from 130 to 225 men according to the season, and cares for 300 horses, 50 cows, about 100 dogs and 3000 hens. The water tower belongs to the village, but Mr. Lawson, by permission, has remodeled it

on artistic lines and equipped it with a set of chimes which are played every evening, from 7 to 8. Few Scituate experiences are more delightful than a summer evening in a comfortable porch chair, just within sound of the rhythmic rise and fall of the surf to the east, and of the sweet-toned measures of such old airs as "Robin Adair," "Auld Lang Syne," or the "Old Oaken Bucket,"

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cupidity of a latter-day practitioner, making his morning round in a motor vehicle of late design, but it was sufficient in those lean times to attract a three-fold competition. "There was a pretty general vaccination," saith the record, "effected by Doctors Otis, James and Foster."

Interest in health of mind dates back much farther. back much farther. Early in the 17th Century it was arranged with