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of '76 and the "boys of '61."

As the harsh discordant echoes of the great world war are gradually dying away let us turn our attention for a time to the unsung heroes of a century ago.

Recognizing that "peace hath its victories no less than war" we must grant their sturdy virtues, their sterling qualities of mind and heart a high place in our estimation.

For the sake of the future genera

tions let us see to it that their memory be kept green and not allowed to fade away and utterly perish from the earth.

To this end it is certainly desirable that the site of this old church should not be forgotten.

(7) 'Let us mark with some suitable and enduring memorial the hallowed spot which was to our fore fathers for so many years "a faith's pure shrine."

(7) Coosuck Chapter D. A. R. hope, with the cooperation of their many friends, to erect a gateway in the near future, at the Horse Meadow Cemetery to mark the site of the North Parish Church.

By E. F. Keene

I roamed, one night, the dread Sargasso Sea
Between the Azores and the Spanish Main,
And saw the sea-killed souls of vanished ships-
Clippers, and slavers, galleons, sloops of war—
Jammed rail to rail, a continent of wrecks
Bound round with weed by ocean's endless stream.

It seemed to me each derelict was manned

By crews long dead; their gray, fantastic shapes
(Yet fantasy is very real in dreams)

Hurrying fore and aft, and up and down,

Hauling the treasure from some oozy hold;

Lowering strange boats with lightning discipline;
Breaking out stores laid down when mighty Spain
Owned the New World, and challenged Britain's self
Her stewardship of the seas.-And some were slaves:
White grisly things of bone chained row on row
Which writhed and fought in orderly confusion,
Stretched hands to me, and whimpered for release.
Warriors, pirates-each ship's company-
Died nobly or ignobly, as they passed
From time again into eternity;

And pale corpse-candles of St. Elmo's fire.
Illumined with despair this ancient death,

Where all Atlantis' floatsam waits the end.


What may safely be called a most remarkable family and one that probably cannot be matched in one respect at least, is that of the late Isaac Stevens Metcalf of Elyria, O. Mr. Metcalf was of the eighth generation from Michael Metcalf, the immigrant ancestor, son of Isaac and Anne Mayo (Stevens) Metcalf, born in Royalston, Mass., January 29, 1822, and a graduate of Bowdoin College, class of 1847. He was a civil engineer by profession, and followed the same in Maine and New Hampshire till 1850, when he removed to Illinois and was engaged in the construction of the Illinois Cetral Railroad till its completion in 1855. In November of the following year he removed to Elyria, O., where he resided till his death, February 19, 1878. He was a prominent citizen and held various positions of public



Mr. Metcalf married July 5, 1852, Antoinette Brigham, daughter of Rev. John M. and Arethea (Brigham) Putnam of Dunbarton, N. H. Putnam was a prominent Congregational clergyman of his day. and was pastor of the church in Dunbarton from July 8, 1830, till October 9, 1861. Isaac S. and Antoinette B. Metcalf had twelve children, of whom three died in infancy and nine grew to maturity, and eight are now living, these are:

1. Wilder Stevens Metcalf, born in Milo, Me., September 10, 1855; Oberlin College, A. B., 1878; Univ. of Kan. School of Law, 1897; U. S. Pension Agent, Topeka, Kan., 8 1-2 years; member Lawrence Kan. School Board, 10 years; private in Ohio Nat. Guard; private to brigadier general in Kansas Nat. Guard; major and colonel 29th Kansas Inf., serving in Phillipines; promoted brigadier gen

eral by Pres. McKinley; brigadier general in command of 77th Inf. brigade at Camp Beauregard, Alexandria, Va., 1817; retired 1819; now conducting farm loan business in Lawrence, Kan.

2. Charles Rich Metcalf, born in Elyria, O., August 1, 1857, employed for many years past in the office of Gen. Wilder S. Metcalf, Lawrence, Kan.

3. Marion Metcalf, born Elyria, O., May 1, 1859; graduated from Wellesley College, Mass., 1880; ten years a member of Wellesley faculty; three years teacher of Bible in Hampton Institute, Va.; now residing in Oberlin. O.

4. Anna Mayo Metcalf, born Elyria, O., July 26, 1862; Wellesley College, Oberlin College, 1884; married April 30, 1887, Azariah Smith Root, librarian of Oberlin College.

5. John Milton Putnam Metcalf, born Elyria, O., October 28, 1864; Oberlin College, 1885; Union Theoiogical Seminary, N. Y. City, 1888; preacher and teacher; president Talladego College, Ala.; now in Vocational Training, Department, Veterans' Bureau, Washington, D. C.

6. Carl Harlan Metcalf, born Elyria, O., June 25, 1867; Oberlin College, 1889; Oberlin Theological and Chicago Theological Seminary; Congregational preacher at Madison, O., noted singer.

7. Grace Ethel Metcalf, born Elyria, O., March 5, 1870; Oberlin College, 1889; married Harold Farmer Hall; died Chicago, April 23, 1896.

8. Henry Martin Metcalf, born Elyria, Elyria, O., September 11, 1871; Oberlin College, 1891; Pennsylvania Medical College; First Lieut. Medical Corps, U. S. Army, 1917-1919; now practicing medicine at Wakeman, O.

9. Antoinette Brigham Putnam Metcalf, born Elyria, O., September 7, 1873; Oberlin College, 1893; Oberlin College Library; now Reference Librarian, Wellesley College.

Mr. Metcalf's first wife, Antoinette B. Putnam, died August 14, 1875. March 25, 1878, he married. Harriet Howes, born at Gatonwood House, Northampton, England, July 17, 1850; died December 17, 1894. By this second marriage he had six children, as follows:

1. Ralph Howes Metcalf, born Elyria, O., Jan. 7, 1879; died December 10, 1894.

2. Joseph Mayo Metcalf, born Elyria, O., October 30, 1880; Oberlin College, 1901; Harvard College, 1902; Civil Engineer; now principal Assistant Engineer, Missouri, Kansas and Texas R. R., M. K. & T. office, St. Louis, Mo.

3. Eliah Wight Metcalf, born Eyria, O., December 26, 1881; Kansas State University, 1904; Civil Engineer; now with M. K. & T. Railway, St. Louis, Mo.

4. Isaac Stevens Metcalf, born Elyria, O., September 14. 1883;

Writer Cleveland Plaindealer:
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5. Keyes DeWitt Metcalf, born Elvria, O.. April 13, 1889; Oberlin College, 1911; Oberlin College Library; now assistant Librarian, New York Public Library.

6. Thomas Nelson Metcalf, born Elyria, O., September 21, 1890; Oberlin College, A. B., A. M., and certificate in Physical Education, 1913; coach and physical director, Columbia University, New York, and Oberlin College; now Professor of Physical Education, and assistant coach, University of Minnesota.

Of the thirteen children of Isaac Stevens Metcalf, now living, all but one are college graduates, and all hold prominent positions in professional, business or social life. It is doubtful that another family can be found in this or another country to match this record.

Ten of the thirteen children are married; one son and two daughters unmarried. There are now eighteen living grandchildren — nine

Oberlin College, 1906; Editorial boys and nine girls.


By Helen Adams Parker

Pines, pines, a forest of pines,

Before me, around me, in thick brown lines;
Plump green boughs towering high over all,
Bend this way and that at the breezes' call.

Birds light on your branches and sing their songs,
I sit 'neath your shade and forget my wrongs;
The tinkle of cow-bells comes up from the lane,
A bumble-bee buzzes in drowsy refrain.

In and out from low bushes gay butterflies fly,

The air is so fragrant, so blue is the sky;

Earth and all her dumb children are giving their best,

Then be thankful, oh, man-child, and joy with the rest.

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of the famous General William torian and divine, were others of Eaton, and they had six children, one of whom was Adna Tenny, while another was Captain John Tenney, father of Ulysses Dow Ten


Captain Adna Tenney, taking his title like his father from service in the militia, was born in Hanover, Feb. 26, 1810, and represented his town in the legislature in 1853-4. His boyhood and young manhood were spent on the farm and he did not take a paint brush in his hand until after his 30th birthday. But from that time devotion to art possessed him and so continued far into his long life, which ended at Oberlin, August

17. 1900.

In the fall of 1844 we find him receiving what seems to have been his only instruction in painting from Francis Alexander of Boston. His first patron as the subject of a portrait was Dr. Dixi Crosby of the Dartmouth Medical College, followed by most of the other personages of that day at Hanover. Senator John P. Hale, and Rev. Dr. Nathaniel Bouton, famous his

his early subjects. Contemporary
critics called his portrait of Gener-
al Franklin Pierce very good and
it was chosen for a reproduction in
the life of its subject which Na-
thaniel Hawthorne wrote to help
along the campaign which resulted
in the election as president of the
only native of New Hampshire
ever to hold that office.


The New Hampshire State Manual of 1921 lists 26 portraits on the walls of the capitol building as the work of Adna Tenney. Several of them are still among the most admired in the collection. While most of Mr. Tenney's painting was done in New Hampshire he also visited and worked in Boston, New York and Baltimore. One winter before the Civil War he passed in passed in Arkansas and Mississippi, painting 27 portraits during his stay in the South. Somewhat later he resided for a time in Winona, Minn., and there devoted himself particularly to miniature painting, in which he achieved interesting results.


By Alice Sargent Krikorian

How swift the pictures flash on Memory's wall,
Coming and going, as the daylight flies!
On fleeting August, dreamiest of them all,
Lingers the gaze of our enchanted eyes.
We catch a glimpse of asters on the brink,
Admiring their colors in the pool,

And poppies, in their gowns of red and pink,
Asserting, as of old, their right to rule.
Now, Summer, tho' we beg of her to stay,
Is spurning with her dainty foot the sod,
And hast'ing o'er the distant hills away,
Her pathway lit by lamps of goldenrod.

And vanishing too soon, we know not where—
Leaves a sweet fragrance on the misty air.

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