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 ONE HUNDRED 
 AND FIFTIETH 
 ANNIVERSARY 
 
 Cohasset, Massachusetts 
 
 Nineteen Hundred Ti^enty-One 
 
COMMEMORATION 
 
 OF THE 
 
 One Hundred and Fiftieth 
 Anniversary 
 
 OF THE 
 
 Independent Government of the 
 Town of Cohasset 
 
 July Fourth and Eighth to Eleventh 
 
 1921 i 
 
 1922 
 
 Published by the Pageant Committee 
 Cohasset, Mass. 
 
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 FOREWORD 
 
 Cohasset was originally a part of Hingham and in 
 1717 was made a precinct, but as such, was still under 
 the government of Hingham. After a long contest, the 
 legislative bodies of the province, on April 26, 1770, incorpo- 
 rated it as a district, which action set it free from Hingham 
 and virtually launched it on its career as a town. It was 
 called a district because it joined with neighboring towns 
 in choosing a representative. In 1786 it became a town 
 by a general act of the Legislature. 
 
 As It was impracticable to suitably commemorate 
 this anniversary upon its exact date (April 26, 1920) the 
 observance was deferred until the following year and the 
 summer season was chosen as most convenient. The Town 
 made an appropriation for it at the Annual Town Meeting 
 in 1921, but most of the cost was generously provided by 
 private subscription. 
 
 The celebration consisted of three events: 
 
 I. July Fourth. Parade with several historical floats, 
 band concert and historical and patriotic addresses on the 
 Common. 
 
 II. Sunday, July 10. Masonic service in the First 
 Parish Church, under the auspices of Konohassett Lodge, 
 A.F. and A.M. 
 
 III. The Pageant of Cohasset, produced upon the 
 shores of Little Harbor, by three hundred and eighty-three 
 Cohasset people, under the direction of Joseph Lindon Smith, 
 pageant master. 
 
 Two performances were given, July 8 and July il. 
 
 The participants in the historical parts of the pageant 
 were very largely chosen from posterity of the early settlers 
 of the town, and in many cases particular characters were 
 represented by direct descendants. The use of the grounds 
 and the beautiful landscape setting were due to the 
 generosity of Mr. Charles W. Gammons. 
 
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 INTRODUCTION 
 
 Cohasset (or in the Indian tongue, "Quonahassit") 
 had a long history before white men came here. We know 
 the Indians by very indirect evidence — an occasional arrow- 
 head of glistening white quartz plowed up by the farmer 
 or perhaps a stone axe or a pestle for grinding corn. These 
 tell the story of a race that has disappeared, but whose life 
 in this locality covered a far longer period than our own. 
 
 Fascinating as is the field of conjecture about Indian 
 life, our interest quickens when Capt. John Smith enters 
 the scene. With eight men he came into Cohasset Harbor 
 in the summer of 1614 and was the first white man to set 
 foot upon our shore. The account of this visit is found in 
 Smith's own writings. (See his "Generall Historic.") As 
 the first European to come here, John Smith was the 
 impersonation of manifest destiny; for these rocky shores, 
 these deep forests and these sunny hillsides were to be 
 redeemed for higher uses than those of hunting grounds for 
 wandering tribes of Indians. 
 
 Passing over a half century, we see Cohasset as an 
 outlying domain of Hingham, its salt marshes furnishing 
 food for the cattle and its dismal forests broken by an 
 occasional clearing occupied by the cabin of some adven- 
 turous settler. Little by little a hardy race grew up, 
 determined to subdue the forest and to eke out an existence 
 from almost impossible rocky hillsides. The old deeds 
 described the land as so many acres of "land and rocks," 
 but curiously as the wheel of time has turned, the rocks have 
 now become more valuable than the land as sites for 
 residences and as beauty spots of fine estates. 
 
 Cohasset was a precinct of Hingham from 1717 until 
 1770 and as such was a part of Hingham and governed by it. 
 On April 26, 1770, after nearly twenty years of ineffectual 
 agitation the legislative bodies of the Province enacted a law 
 incorporating Cohasset into a District. This act set it free 
 from Hingham and gave it a government of its own. This 
 is what we celebrate today. In the year 1786, the Legislature 
 passed a general act that all districts should be towns. 
 
 The settlers did not long depend entirely upon the fruit 
 of the soil, but wisely turned their efforts to the more 
 
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 productive results from the sea. Supplying first their own 
 needs, they later extended their voyages to the "Grand 
 Banks" and in the half century following the Revolution, 
 extensive cod fisheries were maintained. By 1840 the 
 mackerel fisheries had supplanted these and the voyages 
 were to the "Georges" and along shore. 
 
 The old wharves and weather-beaten buildings used 
 a half century ago are quaint and interesting. We can muse 
 in fancy about these mouldering structures and picture to 
 ourselves the scene when half a hundred fishing vessels 
 sailed from Cohasset and were continually refitting for new 
 voyages or bringing in their fares of mackerel to be packed 
 upon these very wharves. Then it was that the ship- 
 carpenter's adze and the caulker's mallet made merry music 
 among these scenes of activity, for many a vessel built of 
 the timber of Cohasset forests was launched here to swell 
 the fishing fleet. Boys at an early age commonly went on 
 fishing voyages and quickly learned to love the life and 
 share its dangers. Many an ambitious lad impelled by the 
 irresistible lure of the far horizon, ran away to sea to mingle 
 with that great world of adventure. 
 
 The experiences of these fishing voyages led many men 
 to further promotion. Having become experienced navi- 
 gators, they were sought for positions of deep sea captains 
 and sailed large vessels with valuable cargoes to all important 
 ports of the world. These men were as familiar with 
 "Frisco," Liverpool and Calcutta as with the streets of 
 Boston; while Smyrna, Singapore and the China Sea were 
 household words with their families at home. 
 
 These were men of strong character, dignity and marked 
 ability and any town may well be proud to have had 
 the influence of such men. With manhood of such fibre 
 as this, is it any wonder that Cohasset men have sprung to 
 instant action in life-saving upon this dangerous rocky 
 coast.'' Inured to hardship and danger, Cohasset men 
 throughout five wars have always hastened to their countr\''s 
 defense and upon sea and land have manifested the highest 
 degree of patriotism and braver}-. 
 
 With such a history and with such antecedents, let us 
 go forward, mindful of the challenge of the past and true to 
 
 its inspiration. —Oliver H. Howe. 
 
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 JULY FOURTH 
 
 Order of Procession 
 
 Chief Marshal and Aids, mounted 
 Thomas L. Bates, Chief of Police and Chief Marshal 
 Thomas Powers, Frank P. Ayres, Aids 
 Platoon of Police 
 Band 
 George H. Mealy, Post No. ii8, American Legion 
 Selectmen of Cohasset 
 Henry Bryant, Post No. 98 
 Only three members of this Post are now living in 
 Cohasset, and these were all present: 
 
 George M. Adams, Willie F. Thayer and Thomas Ward 
 Speakers of the Day 
 Volunteer Veteran Fire Association 
 Fire Department of Cohasset 
 
 Historical Floats: 
 
 I. Victorious Hosts of Liberty. 
 
 Entered by Mt. Hope Improvement Association, 
 North Scituate. Awarded first prize. 
 
 11. Colonial Days. 
 
 Entered by Miss Celia St. John, Mrs. Frank E. 
 Salvador, Miss Henrietta Valine. Awarded 
 second prize. 
 
 III. Dark Days. Awarded third prize. 
 
 IV. Social Service. Awarded fourth prize. 
 V. Canning Club. Awarded fifth prize. 
 
 ADDRESSES ON THE COMMON, JULY FOURTH 
 
 Mr. Mapes 
 Fellow Citizens of Cohasset, Ladies and Gentlemen: 
 
 It affords me great pleasure to act as chairman of 
 this committee. It also affords an equal honor to introduce 
 your speakers. Your committee has asked me to preside 
 
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 over the spoken part of the program which they have 
 arranged to commemorate the one hundred and fiftieth 
 anniversary of the incorporation of Cohasset as a town. 
 You may have read in the press recently that T was scheduled 
 to make an address. That was incorrect. My principal 
 duty and pleasure is to welcome you all on behalf of the 
 Town of Cohasset, and I assure you all that that welcome 
 is heartily extended. 
 
 For about three score years, Cohasset was a precinct 
 of Hingham. After that period it was incorporated into a 
 district in 1770, since which time it has conducted its own 
 affairs and in recent years it has been my good fortune to 
 hold an official position in the town which has enabled me 
 to search its records from the time it was a town to the 
 present day. Those records are interesting, instructive 
 and amusing, varying from town meeting votes penalizing 
 citizens of Cohasset for allowing geese to stray on the 
 highways to a town meeting vote allowing citizens abutting 
 on the roadway to build that roadway by working out their 
 taxes. 
 
 I could dwell at length on the historical records which 
 I have found in the Town Hall on the business transactions 
 of your town and the many problems that have confronted 
 its selectmen since its incorporation. I will simply say 
 that the manner in which they have met those situations 
 and complications shows today in the beautiful Town of 
 Cohasset, and it is an incentive to your present Board to 
 maintain and keep up this town in the way our forefathers 
 handed it to us. 
 
 Cohasset has always been honored by citizens well 
 skilled in arts and sciences of every nature. The committee 
 have today asked me to introduce to you as your first 
 speaker Mr. Edward Nichols of Cohasset who will read an 
 original poem written for the occasion and it gives me great 
 pleasure to introduce to you Mr. Edward Nichols. 
 
 Mr. Nichols 
 
 Mr. Chairman and Citizens of Cohasset: 
 
 I feel I am honored in being given a small part in this 
 program. I can assure you it is going to be an interesting 
 
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 program and in furtherance of that assurance I will get 
 what is to me the most uninteresting part out of the way 
 as quickly as possible, so with your permission I will read 
 a few lines which I put together for the occasion. 
 
 COHASSET, 1770-1920 
 
 "Quonahassit, " as John Smith found thee, 
 
 Long and rocky, thy hills between. 
 What are the memories with which we surround thee, 
 
 Gathered here on the village green? 
 What are the treasures of song and story 
 
 Out of the past to the present day? 
 What is the radiance, what is the glory; 
 
 Shedding round us its teeming ray? 
 Look at the flag that is billowing o'er us. 
 
 Loved and rev'renced by old and young; 
 Think as the ages pass before us, 
 
 We were a town e'er its folds were flung. 
 Long e'er Lexington's musket rattle 
 
 Startled the patriots' hopes and fears, 
 Long before Concord or Bunker Hill's battle. 
 
 Town for a hundred and fifty }"ears. 
 
 This be our tale, then, this be our story; 
 
 Not of the wars which were bravely fought, 
 Not of the camp or the battlefield gory. 
 
 Pathway of freedom so dearly bought. 
 Closing our ears to the din of the battle. 
 
 Out of the past, to our eyes unseen, 
 We hear the lowing of peaceful cattle 
 
 On "Coneyhassett's" meadows green. 
 The Hingham fathers our green fields cherished. 
 
 To feed the flocks of the mother town; 
 And but for these had the cattle perished, 
 
 When Hingham's pastures were sere and brown. 
 And so our lands were in turn awarded 
 
 To each of the hardy pioneers, 
 And so our township stands recorded 
 
 For full a hundred and fiftv years. 
 
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 First and Second and Third Division; 
 
 Little meaning these words convey; 
 Yet 'twas the primal wise decision 
 
 Which set our town where it stands today. 
 Out of the heart of the mother, Hingham. 
 
 Came a hopeful, courageous band; 
 Under the homespun, under the gingham, 
 
 Beat stout hearts for the work in hand. 
 Was there a bit of homeward yearning.^ 
 
 Was there a lingering look behind? 
 Who shall say.^ — for the swift years, turning, 
 
 Leave no traces for us to find. 
 Axe to the forest, plow to the tillage, 
 
 Little of time for despair or tears; 
 So they fashioned our peaceful village, 
 
 Work of a hundred and fifty years. 
 
 Honor here to the fathers paying, 
 
 We are standing on holy sod. 
 On this spot where our feet are straying, 
 
 Stood the Temple they reared to God. 
 Walls four square, like the sturdy yeoman. 
 
 Roof four square to the winds of Heaven, 
 Benches straight for the men and women, 
 
 Nought of comfort's distracting leaven; 
 So they worshipped as e'en they furrowed, 
 
 Straight to the line neither left nor right, 
 Help and strength from the hills they borrowed, 
 
 Toiling on in their faith and might. 
 So they laid here the firm foundation, 
 
 Faith in God in its walls and piers. 
 As was the town, so we find the nation. 
 
 After a hundred and fifty years. 
 
 Look at our seal, of our guest's devising;* 
 
 What do its vivid quarterings tell? 
 We see the waves and the storm-cloud rising, 
 
 The dash of foam and the ceaseless swell. 
 
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 We see in mem'ry the doomed ship driving, 
 
 We hear the crash of the broken spars, 
 The shrieks of terror, the hull's dread riving, 
 
 The battered wreck 'neath the dull cold stars. 
 Or, haply, showing a fairer lining. 
 
 We see a billowing cloud of white. 
 Tapering spars 'neath the tropics shining, 
 
 In Rio's River or Biscay's Bight. 
 Many have traversed the deep seas over, — 
 
 Brave of spirit and void of fears; 
 Worthy stock of the old sea rover. 
 
 Sailing a hundred and fifty years. 
 
 Look once more, you may see another. 
 
 Beating in by the headland white. 
 In from the Banks, or the drift and smother 
 
 Of Bay Chaleur, or Tracadie bright. 
 Is it the Zylph or the Georgiana, 
 
 Maggie Ciimmings or Katie Hall?. 
 Of what trade does she fly the banner, 
 
 Fisherman, packet or coaster tallf 
 'Tis but the type of our seaward roaming, 
 
 Standing in from beyond the "light," 
 Wings as white as the seagull's, homing 
 
 Past White Head to the harbor bright. 
 'Tis but the type of our deep sea faring, 
 
 Fraught with the mariner's hopes and fears. 
 Seaman's courage and seaman's daring. 
 
 This for a hundred and fifty years. 
 
 Look you now where the green turf rounding 
 
 Joins the water with sandy edge; 
 There you could hear, in the old time, pounding. 
 
 The sound of hammers, the shock of sledge. 
 There on the shore lies the mighty timber. 
 
 Ready to form the keel so true; 
 There, the ribs and the planking limber, 
 
 Joined their strength as the good ship grew. 
 
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 Broad of beam to resist the gale, 
 
 Beating off from the dread "lee shore," 
 Tall of spars for the spread of the sail. 
 
 Up aloft where the sea birds soar; 
 Headed out to the open rain 
 
 Followed by women's prayers and tears, 
 These are the visions we see again, 
 
 Back for a hundred and fifty years. 
 
 What shall guide her upon her way? 
 
 What shall beacon her back to the town? 
 Look, where the lofty watch-tower gray 
 
 Shines at eve when the sun goes down. 
 Granite shaft on a granite bed. 
 
 Sturdy pillar of fire by night, 
 Sentinel of our ledges dread. 
 
 Stands the tower of Minots Light. 
 Guardian grim of the rock-bound coast. 
 
 Flashing seaward its one-four-three, 
 Little wonder that we should boast, 
 
 Minots Light, of our faith in thee. 
 You have weathered a hundred gales. 
 
 Strong and lasting your shaft appears; 
 Though the tempest may rend the sails, 
 
 You shall stand for a hundred years. 
 
 Look again at the seal I mention.* 
 
 Over the wave and the rolling sky 
 Stand three buildings with clear intention 
 
 Civic duties typify. 
 School house, town house, and church are taken. 
 
 For knowledge, order and faith they stand. 
 These are the bulwarks firm, unshaken. 
 
 Underlying our native land. 
 Backward, time, in thy flight turn slowly, 
 
 Make us children a little while. 
 Show us again the schoolroom lowly, 
 
 Bench and form and desk and aisle. 
 Children with "shiny morning faces," 
 
 Yet undimmed by their cares or tears. 
 Generations have filled their places, 
 
 Over and over, these hundred years. 
 
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 Who can say in the turn of time 
 
 Waiting not for man's slow paces, 
 Who of these, in their manhood's prime, 
 
 May have filled our highest places? 
 Will to serve and not to rule, 
 
 Hearts aglow with a righteous zeal, 
 Bearing "the honor of the school" 
 
 Into service of Commonweal; 
 Be that service great or small, 
 
 Fraught with danger or held with ease, 
 Whether serving our nation's call, 
 
 Or our brothers beyond the seas, 
 Whether death be the meed and end. 
 
 Crowned with glory or bathed with tears. 
 Proud are we of our manhood's trend, 
 
 Aye, for a hundred and fifty years. 
 
 Knowledge, order and faith we seek: 
 
 Knowledge, heeding to duty's call, 
 Order, daring the truth to speak. 
 
 Faith in God, who enfolds us all, 
 Faith that the right shall e'er succeed, 
 
 Crumbling thrones, if so be it must. 
 Shattering idols of power and greed 
 
 Into atoms of common dust. 
 You, who may in your tasks each day 
 
 Set this seal of the Town's decision, 
 'Tis to you that we turn to say: 
 
 "Keep the faith; as you hold the vision." 
 As they drew, in the days of old. 
 
 Help and strength from their toils and tears, 
 May we gather to have and hold 
 
 Strength from these hundred and fifty years. 
 
 Edward Nichols. 
 
 Seal of the Town of Cohasset above referred to 
 
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 Mr. Mapes 
 
 The Town of Cohasset has sent a number of its citizens 
 to the Legislature in the last one hundred and fifty years. 
 Again referring to the old records in your Town Hall in 
 past years I find them instructing their representative to 
 vote for a railroad from Hull to South Boston. I could not 
 find whether it was designed to go across Boston Harbor 
 or what the route was. However, there are three of your 
 representatives living today and the committee have 
 naturally chosen the youngest and most able, and it gives 
 me pleasure to introduce to you Representative Walter 
 Shuebruk. 
 
 Mr. Shuebruk 
 
 Mr. Chairman afid Fellow Citizens: 
 
 It would not be entirely easy for me to explain my 
 presence on this platform this afternoon because I realize 
 that the opportunity has been extended to me not because 
 of anything that I have ever done or anything that I have 
 ever said, but solely because I have sought and by your 
 suffrage have received political office and I also realize 
 that in these days of stress and storm in our civil, political, 
 industrial and financial world, politics and politicians are 
 about as welcome as whooping cough at a birthday party. 
 And I suppose that that situation exists because in the 
 popular mind politicians are commonly regarded as men 
 who promise much and who deliver nothing. And 
 undoubtedly some seek office, promising many things which 
 they know that they can never deliver, and that of course 
 is plain dishonesty, but by far the greater number of the 
 promises made by politicians to the people are not made 
 dishonestly but because of an entirely mistaken idea as to 
 what law and law-makers can do. The promises of the 
 politicians based on this fundamental error as 'to what 
 laws and law-makers can do are no more dishonest than 
 is our belief that the law and law-makers can give us every 
 benefit. 
 
 To be sure, it is written in our Constitution that it was 
 enacted to the end that this may be a Government of laws 
 and not of men and it is no exaggeration to say that that 
 
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 principle properly interpreted stands as the foundation of 
 the corner-stone of all our political rights. It was a declara- 
 tion not only that all men are created free and equal, that 
 all men are subject toone and the same law, but it tore 
 from the civil and political fabric of the ages the then 
 accepted doctrine that the king can do no wrong. But it 
 was not intended to carry with it the equally absurd doctrine 
 that the Government can do no wrong and it was not 
 intended to establish the doctrine that everything can be 
 done by the laws of a Government and that nothing can be 
 done or expected from the people who compose that Govern- 
 ment. And yet during the nearly one hundred and fifty 
 years since it was written into our Constitution there has 
 gradually developed a misunderstanding and perversion of 
 that great principle until today we are all too willing to 
 be satisfied with the lazy belief that every evil and every 
 inconvenience, civil, political and moral, can be cured by a 
 new law or by an amendment to some existing law, and 
 we have piled law upon law and regulation upon regulation 
 until today we have more State and Federal laws than 
 all the rest of the world put together. 
 
 Laws and regulations are all right on the books designed 
 not merely to teach and to encourage patriotism but to 
 compel it, and the day may soon be here when every boy 
 from five to ninety-five will be obliged by governmental reg- 
 ulation to buy and to use his quota of Fourth of July fire- 
 crackers and torpedoes. Perhaps it may be looked upon as 
 a gradual and painless transition to a state of socialism and 
 that we are merely preparing the ground for a Government 
 which will do all, a Government which will undertake to 
 make the dull bright, the idle diligent, and which will endow 
 the improvident with thrift. And yet there is no indication 
 that any considerable number of our people are opposed to 
 the private ownership of property or that they are heartily 
 in favor of extending the powers of Government until we have 
 instead of a Government a civilized state, and yet blinding 
 ourselves to the real consequences we demand on the one 
 hand the preservation of our American institutions and on 
 the other we advocate their assumption by the Govern- 
 ment, which is wholly inconsistent with those institutions. 
 
Captain Philip Fox and His Wife 
 
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 If, then, we do believe in the great fundamental prin- 
 ciples and institutions of our American Government, the 
 birth of which we are celebrating today, let us abandon this 
 misconception of a great principle that the Government can 
 do it all and let us remember that no law and no book of 
 laws can compel men and women to be honest, to be tem- 
 perate, industrious, patriotic or contented. The laws of our 
 country can be no better than the people who make them, 
 no better than the people who are expected to enforce and 
 to obey them. And bearing in mind the wisdom contained 
 in that doctrine of Thomas Jefferson that that country is 
 governed best which is governed least, let us remember 
 that not from statute law alone but mainly from ourselves 
 we must seek peace, prosperity and the pursuit of happiness. 
 
 Mr. Mapes 
 
 Again referring to your ancient records, it may not be 
 known to all that your early town meetings were held in 
 yonder (Unitarian) church before the Town Hall was built. 
 The committee feel that on an occasion of this kind we 
 should hear from the clergy and it gives me great pleasure 
 to introduce as the next speaker the Rev. Father Daniel J. 
 Carney of St. Anthony's Parish. 
 
 Rev. Father Carney 
 Mr. Chairman and Fellow Citizens: 
 
 We are apt on an occasion like the Fourth of July to 
 have our minds distracted by the fire-cracker and the lire- 
 works and the other noises that are associated with this 
 holiday. But, my dear fellow citizens, we must always try 
 to revive the lesson of Fourth of July, and that lesson should 
 pervade our minds and hearts and our souls because if 
 there is one lesson today that we need to rehearse in the 
 midst of the growing isms of the country it is the lesson of 
 patriotism. As your representative has very well said, you 
 can formulate all the laws that can be written by pen and 
 put them on the statute books either of the State or the 
 country, but all those laws together or singly will never 
 impose patriotism on anybody. Patriotism, my dear fellow 
 
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 citizens, is not something that comes from without, it is 
 not something that is imposed upon us, but patriotism is 
 something that comes from within. Patriotism is something 
 that comes from the heart and manifests itself when the time 
 comes to manifest our true patriotism, and it is well for us 
 on an occasion like the Fourth of July to rehearse the lesson 
 of patriotism. And there are Fourths of July in the history 
 of this country that have been made memorable from 
 July 4, 1789, down to this present Fourth of July, 1921. 
 The Fourth of July in 1789 was made memorable right 
 here in the great State of Massachusetts when the 
 Declaration of Independence was read for the first time 
 upon the green at Lexington, whence those farmers had 
 gone forth in the year 1776 and fired the first shot that was 
 heard round the world, and those that survived came 
 back in the year 1789, and what joy pervaded the hearts 
 of those people when they saw our great banner of the 
 red, white and blue first thrown to the breezes of the 
 heavens. And, my dear fellow citizens, remember this, 
 that that banner was never placed in the heavens in the 
 year 1789 without sacrifice. And if you want to know what 
 sacrifice was made for that flag and the principles that that 
 flag represented, then read the Annals and read the Archives 
 of the Sons and Daughters of the Revolution. 
 
 There was another memorable Fourth of July in the 
 year 1865. There had been a blot on the true independence 
 of America in 1861, and that blot was the blot of slavery 
 and it was inconsistent with the independence that was 
 proclaimed in 1789 to have that bolt upon the escutcheon of 
 America. And therefore it was that men went forth, of 
 whom we have a remnant here today. In '61 they went 
 forth to blot off that spot from the escutcheon of America 
 and it was on July the Fourth, 1865, that throughout the 
 length and breadth of this great country of ours there was 
 proclaimed freedom for everybody, irrespective of color, 
 race or creed. And that Declaration upon that day of 
 universal freedom was not made without sacrifice. And the 
 sacrifice was the sacrifice of those that went into the great 
 battles from '61 to '65 and still kept our banner of the red, 
 white and blue floating in the heavens. If you want to 
 
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 know what sacrifices were made, read the Chronicles and 
 read the Archives of the Grand Army of the RepubHc. 
 
 There was another notable Fourth of July in the year 
 1899, and it was on that day that the banner of America 
 went beyond her shores and for the first time rose after a 
 successful war in Porto Rico and Cuba and the Philippine 
 Islands, and the principles of liberty were brought outside 
 the shores of America and planted on foreign shores. That 
 was not without sacrifice, and if your want to know what 
 sacrifices were made you can read the Chronicles and the 
 deeds and the History of the Veterans of the Spanish War. 
 
 This, my dear fellow citizens. Is also a notable Fourth 
 of July. In the year 1921 there have come back here the 
 boys who went abroad, back .again to America, and in their 
 work in foreign fields they have brought the principles 
 represented by the Stars and Stripes of America. They faced 
 autocracy and they brought autocracy down and leveled 
 it to the earth. And this Fourth of July we exult in those 
 principles of the red, white and blue that are spread not only 
 throughout America, throughout Porto Rico and Cuba 
 and the Philippines, but principles that are spread through- 
 out the length and breadth of the world, and If there Is a 
 democracy to finally come to the countries of Europe, a 
 true democracy, it is because of the presence of our boys on 
 foreign shores that brought them the spirit of American 
 democracy. And if you want to know what sacrifices 
 that messenger brought then read the Chronicles and read 
 the history of the American Legion. 
 
 Dear fellow citizens, we today are exulting In all the 
 fruits of those sacrifices that have been made from 1789 
 down to this year of 192 1 and we would be false to their 
 memory, to the memories of those that made those sacrifices, 
 we would be false to the principles represented by the 
 Stars and Stripes of America and we would be false to our- 
 selves if we did not have In our hearts and minds and souls 
 that real deep, true patriotism that should abide in the 
 heart and in the soul and In the mind of every true American. 
 What is Americanism? Americanism is a loyalty, a fidelity 
 to those principles that are contained in the Declaration 
 of Independence, and we can measure our Americanism 
 
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 only according to those principles, and if our Americanism 
 does not measure up to those principles then we have no 
 true Americanism and we have no true patriotism. Those 
 were the principles upon which this Government was 
 founded and those principles must go on, and if there is any 
 element in this country that is opposed to those principles, 
 that is inimical to the true patriotism of America it is our 
 duty as true Americans to see to it that those enemies of 
 our country make no progress whatsoever in our midst. 
 Let us always be true, loyal Americans and we can be true 
 and loyal Americans by giving to America always the finest 
 thoughts of our minds, the deepest love of our hearts and the 
 highest aspirations of our souls. America today is going 
 onward and upward among the nations of the world. She 
 is not satisfied with the place that she has occupied up to 
 this time. She wants to develop and develop into the 
 greatest nation in the world and we can do that by being 
 true to all those principles of Americanism that are taught 
 to us by the principles represented by the Stars and Stripes 
 of America. 
 
 It was in 1907 that I had occasion to go through most 
 of the countries of Europe and to visit the largest seaports 
 of the European countries and to my amazement as I 
 traveled through all those different foreign countries I was 
 unable to see the banner of America on any one ship in any 
 of the harbors of those foreign countries. There you could 
 pick out the flags of the smallest and most insignificant 
 nations in the world but you looked in vain for the flag of 
 America and I say that that was a reflection upon America. 
 In all my travels of nearly six months there were just two 
 occasions when I saw the American flag in foreign lands, 
 and that happened to be on consulates and embassies. 
 But now our flag can be seen in the harbors of those great 
 nations of Europe. Today, through the foresight of men to 
 whom has been entrusted the best interests of America 
 the flag of America is going into all foreign lands. Through 
 her merchant marine that flag is sailing into the greatest 
 harbors of the world today. And, fellow citizens, it should 
 be the pride of our Americanism to see that flag not simply 
 in the harbors of America but in the harbors of the whole 
 
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 world and it should be our ambition as Americans to be 
 sooner or later not the mistress of the seas but the master 
 of the seas. And there is no reason why we shouldn't. We 
 have the wealth, we have the ability and we have the 
 purpose and we have the aspiration of heart and mind and 
 soul to accomplish that great work which will make America 
 the greatest country in the world. And they talk — some 
 talk in America today about disarmament. It will be an 
 unfortunate day for America when we disarm. It will be 
 an unfortunate day for America when we have a navy less 
 than any other nation in the world, and why? "Oh," 
 the advocates of disarmament say, "let us have peace. 
 Let us have contentment and let us have no more war." 
 Fellow citizens, that is an impossibility. You are Christian 
 people and I know that you believe in the prophecy of the 
 Master who tells us that when He will come one day to 
 destroy the world He prophesied that there would be wars 
 and rumors of wars as a prelude to that day or date of the 
 last day of the world, and I say there will be wars, and there 
 will be wars as long as there is any passion in any one 
 individual here. What is a nation but an aggregation of 
 individuals. And take the individual — when you have a 
 perfect individual you have a perfect nation, and when 
 you have a perfect nation there will be no war and no need 
 of armament. But as long as we are in this world we will 
 never have a really perfect individual in heart, mind and 
 soul. As long as we are in the world the individual will be 
 pugnacious and warlike in his own sphere. Cross him and 
 if he is any kind of a man he will always show his pugnacity 
 and his warlike spirit because that is in his heart and in 
 his soul and you cannot keep it down. It is the same way 
 with the nation. It is an aggregation of individuals and the 
 nation has the same passions that the individual has 
 and therefore there is no possibility, and there should be 
 no possibility of disarmament in this country of ours, but 
 we should go on and on until we have the greatest navy 
 in the world in order to protect our greatest merchant 
 marine of the world. That is Americanism and that should 
 be our aspiration because as Americans we should look 
 always to the future, and rehearse on an occasion of this 
 
22 ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTIETH ANNIVERSARY 
 
 kind our Fourth of July loyalty and fidelity to the Stars and 
 Stripes. 
 
 Let us remember, therefore, that we must learn this 
 lesson of patriotism today and let us all express that 
 patriotism in those few words of the poet when he said: 
 
 Here is our love to thee, flag of the free 
 
 Here is our love to thee, flag of the tried and true 
 
 Here is our love to thy flowing stripes and thy stars on 
 
 a field of blue 
 Native or foreign, we are children of the land over 
 
 which you fly. 
 Native or foreign, we love the land for which it is sweet 
 
 to die. 
 
 Mr. Mapes 
 
 Education is the bulwark of democracy. Education In 
 Cohasset is shown also on your old records. It shows today 
 on your central schoolhouse. It shows today in your school 
 committee and it is with great pleasure that I introduce 
 to you as the next speaker the Chairman of the School 
 Committee, the Rev. Fred V. Stanley. 
 
 Mr. Stanley 
 
 Mr. Chairman, Fellow Citizens: 
 
 It is especially fitting that we should, by the ringing 
 of bells, public parade, general gathering, stirring words 
 and martial music, observe this day which has been set 
 apart to commemorate the independence of our country 
 and to pledge ourselves anew to the love and loyalty to 
 that country, to strive by whatever means we can to foster 
 and increase the spirit of patriotism and liberty which 
 alone exalt a nation. It is very popular just now to assume 
 that no one can be really patriotic unless he is prepared 
 to find fault with everything that America is and everything 
 that America does. The air Is full of voices criticizing and 
 denouncing our most cherished institutions and ideals. 
 But the very heart of a real patriotism is faith in one's 
 country. Not a blind. Incredulous faith, not a deliberate 
 shutting of the eyes against the things that menace our 
 
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 nation, not an ignoring of the facts that we need to observe, 
 but the belief down in the lieart that America's institutions 
 and ideals and ways are sound. It is cheap and vulgar to 
 brag about our country. We Americans have too often 
 been guilty of that oflfense against good manners but I pity 
 the citizen of this country who does not feel down in the 
 innermost recesses of his heart the deep conviction that this 
 is the fairest, the freest and the best country in the world 
 and who does not thank God continually that he lives in 
 this land. 
 
 When our fathers, to use Lincoln's immortal words, 
 brought forth a nation upon this continent, conceived in 
 liberty and dedicated to the principles that all men are 
 equal, it was regarded by the rest of the world as an experi- 
 ment dangerous in the extreme. They sneered at the 
 audacious undertaking. Authority heretofore had resided 
 in the hands of a very few. The strong ruled and the great 
 mass of the people slaved and served and were exploited 
 by their rulers. One thought inspired those early founders 
 of our nation, the thought that has pervaded all our 
 institutions — the central idea of the Declaration of 
 Independence or Constitution of this nation, the principle 
 that is still the vital principle of our Government, the very 
 life of our Government, and that thought was human 
 liberty. That is the great heritage which this day of inde- 
 pendence commemorates. That is what those gentlemen 
 did who attached their signatures to the Declaration 
 of Independence, knowing that if they failed to secure the 
 fulfillment of their freedom of human liberty for the three 
 million people of these United States the extreme likelihood 
 was that they would all hang. Through all the changes 
 since 1776 that one great ideal of human liberty has been 
 the foundation principle of our growth and development as 
 a nation. Notwithstanding the measures of political parties 
 this great ideal of human liberty has held dominant sway 
 and the principles of democracy have not suflfered. 
 Independence Day means that every man in this democracy 
 is free, that he ought to rejoice in his freedom. He is his 
 own master. He can think and work for himself. He is 
 himself almost a sovereign. He has a vote and a part in 
 
24 ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTrETH ANNIVERSARY 
 
 the concerns of his Government. No military caste can 
 dominate him or despise him or humiliate him or rob him. 
 Consequently he is loyal, enthusiastic, eager. And when, 
 even against his will, he is called into military service he 
 goes as a free man, and all the push, the enthusiasm and the 
 energy that have come to him by his democratic heritage 
 convert him into an irreproachable soldier when he stands 
 face to face with the great enemy whose cause he knows 
 to be wrong. We were told how often — how often were 
 we told that it was impossible for mechanics and farmers 
 and rich men's sons and clerks to go against the trained 
 regulars of Germany with any hope of success. They 
 would be annihilated. American manhood was too soft 
 for such a test as that and yet we saw those clerks, those 
 mechanics, those pampered sons and those farmers, trained 
 for a few months, throw themselves against the HIndenburg 
 line and break it. That is what had been accomplished 
 in them by their democratic heritage, and they over- 
 whelmed with their on-rushing enthusiasm the remains of 
 militarism. 
 
 The ambassador to the Court of St. James to the contrary, 
 •our boys donned khaki and went to war In 191 7 not because 
 they had to, not to save America, not for any material gain. 
 They went to war, to quote the words of Dr. Charles R. 
 Brown of Yale, because they could not bear the dishonor 
 of standing by while nations which we loved were being bled 
 for the sake of principles of justice and liberty that are the 
 very soul of our nation. They fought for the cause of 
 democracy in all the world, to free the world from the 
 menace of military autocracy and to make an end of war 
 and the cause for which they fought and bled and died 
 might have been fully won had not our national leaders 
 repudiated all that our soldiers had achieved. For if ever 
 a nation had the God-given opportunity to enter into the 
 life of the world that opportunity was ours at the close of 
 the World War. Never before in all the history of the world 
 had a nation had such an opportunity as was ours then. 
 Throughout the world the United States was trusted, 
 honored, loved, Icoked to for leadership for a new and better 
 world. 
 
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 Our program of justice and brotherhood and a 
 League of Peace was welcomed with world-wide joy and 
 exultation. And what happened? Our national leaders 
 allowed paid interests and partisan controversies to blind 
 their vision, defeat the great desire of the people and bring 
 disaster to the nations when there might have been a world 
 unity and reconstruction and a new era of peace and pros- 
 perity and progress and power. 
 
 Our hope for the future of democracy, for the restora- 
 tion of our national prestige among the nations and for 
 our national security does not depend upon great armaments 
 and great navies, but on being true to the fundamental 
 principles and ideals that have made us and preserved us a 
 nation to this day. The great principle of human liberty, 
 the belief that government of the people is the best for all 
 concerned, the faith that in the end right is the only might 
 and the firm conviction that moral forces, a reputation 
 for justice, friendship to all the nations, help to the weaker 
 powers, and good will to all the earth are the best security 
 for our nation as well as the chief source of its power. We 
 cannot repudiate these great principles and ideals and 
 survive and we must refuse to be stirred by those whose 
 useless fears would lead us to follow the old world 
 example of reliance upon force and arms which has been 
 proven to be such a miserable failure. War is not necessary 
 to preserve virile manhood. Here in our country there is 
 no danger of our becoming weaklings if we are true to the 
 work that God has given us to do. In devotion to the great 
 causes of humanity we will find that which will exercise the 
 highest qualities of our manhood and our womanhood and 
 when we are fighting again for wrong that confronts the 
 community, our state and our nation, when we strive for a 
 larger liberty, a more comprehensive and abiding peace for 
 every man, woman and child in our nation, and while 
 fonder and prouder of our own nation than any other, we 
 are still citizens of the world, lovers of humanity, then we 
 shall best merit the title of Americans, then we shall best 
 get the message of Independence Day, then we shall best 
 carry on the work of the fathers, then we shall best measure 
 up to out great privilege as the free children of God. 
 
26 ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTIETH ANNIVERSARY 
 
 Mr. Mapes 
 You have listened to citizens of Cohasset and I am 
 now going to ask you to listen to an ex-citizen of Cohasset, 
 one who has in his mind more of the real history of Cohasset 
 than, I think, any one present. A proper introduction of 
 him is beyond my feeble ability and I am pleased and 
 honored to introduce to you the gentleman who wrote your 
 town history, the Rev. E. Victor Bigelow of Andover, 
 Mass. 
 
 Rev. Mr. Bigelow 
 
 It Is with sincere pleasure that I speak the congratula- 
 lations due to a sturdy town of Massachusetts upon Its 
 century and a half of self-government, and the hundred and 
 forty-four years of participation in American Independence. 
 
 That Cohasset should break away from the parent town, 
 Hingham, was foreordained and written both in the character 
 of the settlers and in the natural conditions of the land. 
 
 I. Speaking first of the character of the settlers — they 
 were men of conscience, ready to obey the rule of righteous- 
 ness, genuine fountains of authority themselves, and thus 
 were well fitted to spurn the authority of others when cir- 
 cumstances might require it. They were the true sons and 
 grandsons of the first Hingham settlers who had come 
 out of old England in 1635 for the very purpose of finding 
 room for their consciences in a new free country. These 
 sons and grandsons began to settle the Cohasset portion of 
 Hingham, after the uplands were divided In 1670. When 
 they asked to be liberated from the old church in Hingham, 
 and to be excused from paying taxes to support the mother 
 church, it was for the purpose of having their own church 
 and of paying twice as much to support it. 
 
 Rev. Nehemiah Hobart, who was a grandson of the 
 first minister of Hingham, was the first settled minister 
 of the Cohasset precinct in the year 1720; and we may be 
 well assured that the people who heard him preach in the 
 first little meetinghouse on this very common, were well 
 indoctrinated in the principles of conscience and self-control. 
 
 When therefore after the descendants of the mother 
 town had been established in their own precinct with their 
 
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 own church and their own public schools for a half century, 
 what wonder that they should demand a separation from 
 Hingham and should secure in the year 1770 the rights 
 of a self-governing municipality. 
 
 2. Not only the character of the people but also the 
 geography and conditions of the land foreordained that 
 Cohasset should be a separate town. Although the Hingham 
 remonstrants insisted that the Cohasset precinct was far 
 too small an area to be erected into the dignity of a town, 
 the natural endowments of that area provided the necessary 
 equipment. 
 
 Here was a good little harbor upon the outer sea, 
 better than the harbor of the mother town, and here were 
 thousands of acres of good timber and hundreds of acres 
 subdued by the plow to produce the food for a town. 
 
 Not only was this little corner of the Commonwealth 
 of Massachusetts competent to be a self-sustaining municipal 
 unit; but it was also separated so far from the vital center 
 of Hingham as to fall away from that center by the gravita- 
 tion of nature. The hard-fisted fathers of Hingham were 
 resisting the manifest decrees of nature herself when they 
 refused to let Cohasset go. 
 
 The rocky and tortuous highway leading five miles 
 to the mother town swore eternally the vows of separation, 
 and when the Hingham fathers protested that they paid 
 for the upkeep of that road the huge sum of twenty-five 
 dollars a year the Cohasseters were not squelched. Hard 
 as it was to go five miles from the Cohasset precinct by land 
 to the town center, it was even harder to go by water from 
 this harbor to the harbor at the town center, nearly fifteen 
 miles. It was easier to go to Boston than to Hingham. 
 
 The commerce of Cohasset harbor, hundreds of cords 
 of wood annually, hundreds of cargoes of fish, and much 
 other merchandise, stimulated her self-respect and required 
 that she should have independent intercourse with Boston 
 and with the other markets of the world. 
 
 For twenty years our brave little community urged 
 her plea in the town meetings of Hingham to be set free. 
 For twenty years she carried her cause up to the higher 
 court of appeal, the Great and General Court of 
 
28 ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTIETH ANNIVERSARY 
 
 Massachusetts. Led by the sturdy and patriotic Deacon 
 Isaac Lincoln, an ancestor of our Abraham Lincoln, she 
 endured for twenty years the stubborn refusals of HIngham 
 town meetings, and bore the rebuflfs of the General Court 
 at Boston where representatives from the parent town 
 were always ready to checkmate her. 
 
 But the time came wheu virtue must be rewarded. 
 The time came when the accumulated Industries of our 
 farms, our grist mills, our two score fishing vessels could no 
 longer be resisted and in the year 1770 Cohasset was 
 acknowledged and declared to be an Independent munici- 
 pality, self-governed, self-respecting and competent. 
 
 Scarcely had Cohasset achieved her Independence of 
 HIngham before she felt the tug of all the American colonies 
 straining to liberate themselves from the misrule of the 
 English government. 
 
 It was not given to Cohasset to be the scene of bloodshed 
 like Lexington and Concord and Bunker Hill; but we were 
 so near as to hear the roar of the cannons that prompted 
 the evacuation of Boston harbor and so near that some of 
 our young men were participants In that glorious event. 
 
 Three Cohasset boys had been In the Boston Tea 
 Party, Jared Joy, James Stoddard and Abraham Tower. 
 When after the outbreak at Concord the swarms of militia 
 gathered from all the villages within marching distance 
 of Boston, our Cohasset company of fifty-six young men 
 were there In Roxbury with their hasty equipment under 
 Capt. Job Cushing. They had been gathered together 
 upon this very green where we now stand, and the minister 
 of this dear old meetinghouse marched forth with them as 
 far as the old elm tree at the foot of Turkey Hill where he 
 gave them at the edge of the town, the benediction of God 
 and of men as they set forth, our first instalment in the War 
 of the Revolution. 
 
 In this old meetinghouse patriotic appeals were made 
 again and again for sending men and money into the common 
 cause. It was voted October 7, 1774, "to have a closet built 
 in sum proper place In the meeting house for to deposlte the 
 District stock of Ammunition In, and the Selectmen to be 
 a Committee to see It done." I fancy that the religion of 
 
TOWN OF COHASSET 29 
 
 this Town has always been loaded and ready to explode In 
 deeds of practical efficiency. 
 
 The Town voted to lay in five hundred bushels of corn, 
 and one hundred pounds of powder besides five hundred 
 flints for their flintlock guns. 
 
 It was Cohasset harbor that was used as the nearest 
 point out of reach of the British ships in Boston harbor where 
 a cargo of one hundred barrels of flour were brought by 
 water from New York to feed Washington's army during 
 the siege of Boston. From this harbor also a revolutionary 
 heroine Persis Tower sailed a vessel across the blockaded 
 port of Boston to Gloucester in the absence of our men to 
 obtain supplies from that port. It was from this harbor 
 also that a brave crew went out and captured a British brig 
 carrying supplies. There was some undue hilarity over 
 the cargo which was chiefly rum; but the bravery of the 
 crew was none the less real. 
 
 The official acts of the Town were prompt in all 
 measures of patriotism, in appointing the committee of 
 correspondence, in sending Deacon Isaac Lincoln to the 
 Provincial Congress at Concord, and in levying war taxes. 
 
 When the time came in the year 1776 to declare inde- 
 pendence our little Town of Cohasset made the declaration 
 twenty days before its issue from the Continental Congress 
 at Philadelphia, pledging to support it "with our lives and 
 fortunes, if the American Congress should declare the 
 United Colonies independent of the Kingdom of Great 
 Britain." 
 
 It took lives and fortunes to fulfil this pledge. One 
 widow sent five sons into the service. With a population of 
 about seven hundred and fifty people, having a taxed 
 valuation of estates less than fifty thousand dollars, they 
 had to go deeply into debt for the war expenses and they 
 sent one hundred and twenty men out of a total one hundred 
 and sixty-five into the various forms of service of the great 
 War for Independence. 
 
 Our ambassador to Great Britain a few months ago — ■ 
 Mr. liarvey — was charged with disloyalty to the American 
 spirit in saying that the American people entered the recent 
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 the dangers of a German invasion rather than saving her 
 European allies; but self-preservation is still a noble principle 
 and we are not disloyal to the American spirit when we 
 are proud of our Revolutionary heroes who fought, bled 
 and died to save their own land; and when we see a com- 
 munity like Cohasset where the citizens have struggled and 
 have sacrificed to achieve independence either for national 
 or for municipal integrity our admiration shall freely flow 
 
 and gladly shall be given our hearty congratulations. 
 
 — E. Victor Bigelow. 
 
 SERVICE IN FIRST PARISH CHURCH 
 
 Sunday, July 10, 3.30 p.m., under the auspices of Kono- 
 hassett Lodge, A. F. and A. M. 
 
 Order of Service 
 Organ Prelude. Burgess C. Tower. 
 Processional. Violin and Organ. 
 Invocation. Quartette. 
 Greetings of Konohassett Lodge. Merton L. Bosworth, 
 
 Wor. Master of Konohassett Lodge. 
 Introductory Address. Rev. Fred V. Stanley. 
 Scripture Reading. Rev. Charles C. Wilson. 
 Hymn 419. "America the Beautiful." 
 Prayer. Rev. George A. Mark. 
 Response. Quartette. 
 
 "Hail to Our Native Land" (Verdi). Quartette. 
 Violin and Organ. Selected. 
 "Recessional" (DeKoven). Quartette. 
 Address. Rev. Francis L. Beal, Ph.D., D.D., LL.D. of 
 
 Peabody, Mass. 
 
 ''To Thee, Oh Country" (Eichberg). Quartette. 
 
 Hymn. "America." 
 
 Benediction. Rev. Fred V. Stanley, Chaplain of Konohassett 
 
 Lodge. 
 Recessional. Violin and Organ. 
 
 (Violin by Julian C. Howe) 
 
 MacDowell Quartette 
 C. W. Ellis, Samuel B. Bates, L. V Banker, J. A. Avery. 
 
32 ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTIETH ANNIVERSARY 
 
 THE PAGEANT OF COHASSET 
 
 Produced under the direction of 
 Joseph Lindon Smith 
 
 July eighth and eleventh, nineteen hundred and twenty-one 
 
 The pageant was favored with an appropriate and 
 beautiful setting. The audience were seated upon a hillside, 
 sloping down to the shores of Little Harbor. The view 
 comprised this beautiful sheet of water with its wooded 
 shores and picturesque rocky headlands and islets. Except 
 for occasional glimpses of dwellings among the foliage, the 
 scene represented the Cohasset of primeval days. 
 
 The stage, flanked by cedar trees, was formed upon a 
 level spot at the water's edge, where boats could easily land. 
 Close by was a rude fence with a pair of bars, and a log 
 cabin with stockade, while at one side were several Indian 
 wigwams and a rude stone fireplace. The orchestra and 
 chorus were seated upon a little knoll at one side, upon 
 which also was the rustic pavilion in which Cohasset was- 
 to be enthroned. 
 
 The action was entirely in pantomime. No spoken 
 word was used except by the chronicler. The chorus served 
 to interpret the episodes and thrilled the audience with 
 old-time familiar music. There was very deep feeling 
 manifested by all the participants, in the pageant, amount- 
 ing almost to religious fervor. The orchestra played through- 
 out the episodes and gave spirit to the various dances. 
 At the close of the pageant, the audience rose and joined ia 
 singing "The Star-Spangled Banner." 
 
 COMMITTEES 
 
 MUSIC COMMITTEE 
 
 Donald T. Gammons, Chairman 
 
 Mrs. Edward L. Stevens Walter Shuebruk Bessie L. Tower 
 Manuel A. Grassie George Warren Bates Edwin T. Otis 
 
 Samuel B. Bates Mrs. Russell B. Tower 
 
TOWN OF COH ASSET 33 
 
 COMMITTEE ON APPROACH TO GROUNDS 
 
 George Jason, Chairvian 
 
 Joseph Oliver 
 
 SEATING AND CONSTRUCTION COMMITTEE 
 
 William H. McGaw, Henry B. Pennell, Chairmen 
 Louis J. Morris Max H. Meyer A. Hyland 
 
 John McClellan Joseph Donovan William Fitch 
 
 James Henry W. T. Litchfield Abraham Enos 
 
 Abraham J. Antoine Irving F. Sylvester Frank F. Martin, Jr. 
 John H. \Vinters Frank E. Salvador 
 
 PROGRAM COMMITTEE 
 
 George F. Flecknoe, Chairman 
 Stanley C. Whipple Max H, Meyer W. Howard Brown 
 
 . POLICE COMMITTEE 
 Eugene N. Tower, Chairman 
 Sheldon N. Ripley John J. Grassie Harry S. Parker 
 
 TICKET COMMITTEE 
 
 Odin Towle, Chairman 
 
 Kendall T. Bates 
 
 PUBLICITY COMMITTEE 
 
 George W. Collier, Chairman 
 George Long W. Howard Brown Dorothy Nichols 
 
 Dr. H. E. Fernald Arthur C. Morrison Sara E. Fox 
 Stanley C. Whipple Mrs. Lester Harding George F. Flecknoe 
 Agnes Valine 
 
 CAST COMMITTEE 
 
 Ralph W. Menard, Chairman 
 
 William H. Morris Mrs. G. Churchill Elizabeth T. Nichols 
 
 Eugene McSweeney Margaret B. Snow Mrs. Edward Ripley 
 
 George B. Crafts Martha P. Bates Mrs. Howard Power 
 
 COSTUME COMMITTEE 
 
 Edith Pratt, Chairman 
 Eleanor Eustis Mrs. F. E. Salvador Mrs. W. H. McGaw 
 
 Mrs.Arthur Olmsted Mrs. W. B. Phillips Mrs. Marietta Lincoln 
 Henrv B. Pennell Marion G. Pratt Mrs. Louis T.Merriam 
 
 Airs. F. E. Taft 
 
34 ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTIETH ANNIVERSARY 
 
 Oliver H. Howe 
 Hugh Bancroft 
 James Dean 
 Alexander Rose 
 John Falconer 
 Walter B. Binnian 
 
 FINANCE COMMITTEE 
 
 Edward E. H. Souther, Chairman 
 
 Mrs. W. C. Rogers Mary Sullivan 
 Henrietta Valine Jenny Bates 
 
 Mrs. Nina E. Lincoln Ruth G. Mealy 
 Alice B. Cousens Charles H. Trott 
 
 Mrs. Frank Sladen Roscoe H. Tisdale 
 Mary E. Fleming 
 
 PROGRAM SELLERS 
 Mrs. Richard Pattee, Head 
 Mrs. J.W. Tuckerman Mrs. Harold Cousens Kathleen McMahon 
 Mrs. Louis Merriam Mrs. Stanley Whipple Muriel Crocker 
 Mrs. Henry Williams Mrs.Gilman Churchill Eleanor Lewis 
 Mrs. Howard Bartow Mrs. Lester Harding Martha Brown 
 Mrs. Charles Bunting Mrs. George Melcher Mrs. Howard Power 
 
 PAGEANT COMMITTEE 
 
 Dorothy F. Bolles, Chairman 
 Anastasia St. John, Secretary Oliver H. Howe, Treasurer 
 
 Mrs. Oliver H. Howe Louvan Hyde 
 
 Mrs. Edward Stevens Mrs. Ernest Howes 
 
 Florence N. Bates Mary Salvador 
 
 Mrs. Arthur Moors Joseph Oliver 
 
 Mrs. Hugh Bancroft Thomas Stevens 
 
 Mrs. J. F. McElwain Nicholas Simeone 
 Roscoe H. Tisdale 
 
 Joseph G. Enos 
 Rev. Fred V. Stanley 
 Rev. George A. Mark 
 Rev. Charles C. Wilson 
 Edward Nichols 
 Ralph W. Menard 
 
 MUSICAL PARTICIPANTS 
 
 Mr. Donald T. Gammons 
 
 Coyiductor 
 
 Chorus and Orchestra 
 
 William Howard 
 Alfred W. Jones 
 Horatio B. Tower 
 Julian C, Howe 
 Katherine C. Ellis 
 Annie T. Collier 
 Mrs. C. W. Gammons 
 
 ORCHESTRA 
 
 Burgess C. Tower 
 Raymond Spaulding 
 Daniel N. Tower 
 Waldo F. Bates 
 Mr. Leavitt 
 Walter Shuebruk 
 Ralph Stearns 
 Mark Googins 
 
 Russell B. Tower 
 
 Lionel Bush 
 
 Everett W. Gammons^ 
 
 John Prouty 
 
 Henry Merritt 
 
 Mr. Story 
 
 W. H. Swann 
 
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 Alice B. Arthur 
 Susan E. Arthur 
 Eleanor T. Downes 
 Frances Downes 
 Charlotte B. Fox 
 Annie N. Keene 
 Ruth A. Keene 
 Margaret B. Snow- 
 Mary Salvador 
 Mrs. Samuel B. Bates 
 Mrs. John Bates 
 Mrs. Dean K. James 
 Mrs. Mary Ketchum 
 Mrs. Marietta Lincoln 
 Mrs. Nina E. Lincoln 
 Mrs. Abbie J. Linnel! 
 Mrs. Hannah Sladen 
 Mrs. Myra Sprague 
 Mrs. Walter Shuebruk 
 George Warren Bates 
 Edith C. Antoine 
 Alice M. Brown 
 Ruth J. Brown 
 Clifton L Blossom 
 Hope Bosworth 
 Thelma Dusenberry 
 Katherine Daley 
 Mary Daley 
 Elinor N. Duff 
 Christine Claus 
 Marion F. Curlev 
 
 CHORUS 
 
 Louanna Davies Louise Jason 
 
 Emma J. Davis Grace W. Jason 
 
 Minnie K. EllsworthElla B. Hillis 
 Dorothy Enos Elinor F. Litchfield 
 
 Hazel W. Flint Paul Ayers 
 
 Anna AL Frates William P. Ayers 
 
 Ellen Golden Allen W. Bates 
 
 Mrs. Eugene N. Tower Christopher Atkinson 
 Mrs. Russell B.Tower Walter \L Brown 
 Darius W. Gilbert Howard N. Barnes 
 Dean K. James John AL Coyne 
 
 Arthur C. Morrison 
 Frank E. Sladen 
 Samuel B. Bates 
 Hollis T. Gleason 
 Carroll D. Dalev 
 Ellis W. Gilbert 
 Norman G. Grassie 
 Hamilton Hagar 
 George S. Jason 
 Otis Jason 
 Charles Jason 
 Robert W. James 
 Fred R. Maitland 
 Carroll D. Pratt 
 Louis Salvador 
 Geraldine Gillis 
 Grace G. Grassie 
 Louise M. Grassie 
 Edith M. Grassie 
 Lillian L. Grassie 
 Alice M. Hiltz 
 
 Viola \L Lincoln 
 Mary A. Monteiro 
 Pauline Morris 
 Lillian Morris 
 Maizie McCulloch 
 Annie A. McClellan 
 Catherine McPhee 
 Mildred G. Nelson 
 \[. Vedella O'Brien 
 Sarah S. Pratt 
 Hylma E. Poole 
 Helen G. Nawn 
 Dorothy B. Sargent 
 Louise B. Sylvester 
 Gladys V. Sylvester 
 Elinor B. Souther 
 Rosilla Thayer 
 Deborah Treat 
 Grace C. Winters 
 Pearl Wilson 
 
 PIANISTS 
 
 Mrs. Edward L. Stevens 
 
 Mrs. John Bates 
 
 Episode i 
 MUSICAL PRELUDE 
 
 *Sugs:esting the titanic forces of nature in bringing forth from chaos the rocky landscape 
 which we now enjoy. 
 
36 ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTIETH ANNIVERSARY 
 
 Episode 2 
 
 Entrance of Chronicler 
 
 Eugene N. Tower 
 
 Words of the Chronicler written by Rev. E. V'ictor Bigelow 
 
 Men and women lapped in luxury, resting on green banks of ease, 
 Listen to the toils of forbears, moil of cjrags and woods and leas. 
 Where you lounge in lavished beauty, ages groaned to mould your 
 
 town. 
 Loving tribute to those ages will provide a comely crown. 
 
 Granite rocks you undergird, in Vulcan's crucible were churned, 
 Crystalizing with exactness patience and endurance learned. 
 Bearing brunt of rough abrasion tooth of time and bite of frost, 
 Ledges crumbling 'neath the sunbeams, wave-washed, in the sea 
 were lost, 
 
 Neath a glacial Juggernaut, Cohasset lay upon the road, 
 Chafed and scored in helpless bondage, under its prodigious load. 
 Long millenium of ice, an avalanche from Northern Steep, 
 Gouging, grooving, pushed beyond Nantucket, melting in the deep. 
 
 Halts the glacier breaking! Deep crevasses drop their sand and 
 
 .clog, 
 Tilting boulders catch on peaks, when icy carriers melt away. 
 Mounds and terraces and dimpled plains the glacial gravel spreads; 
 Coming yearly from the South, a timid vegetation treads. 
 
 Sylvan slopes and grassy meadow making bird and beast a lair, 
 Comes the red man's spear and arrow, hunting turkey, buck and 
 
 bear. 
 Great Algonquin! Noble Indian! Where your monuments of 
 
 fame.^ 
 Bits of stone a knife, a pestle, here and there a lingering name! 
 
 Episode j 
 INDIAN ENCAMPMENT 
 
 In the left foreground a large wigwam had been erected. 
 Grouped around it were squaws and Indian children. 
 Several boys were bringing fagots from the woods. Young 
 squaws with crooked sticks were digging for clams near 
 the water's edge. In the left background several braves 
 were erecting another wigwam. Others were at work on a 
 dugout canoe. Two boys were fishing from a canoe a short 
 
TOWN OF COHASSET 
 
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 distance from the shore. A young brave started a fire 
 before the wigwam, using bow and fire drill. A wrestling 
 match was started among the younger boys. At one side 
 sat three chiefs watching the scene with stoical calm. The 
 boys in the canoe returned with fish which the squaws 
 prepared to cook. The Indians were engaged in their quiet 
 occupations on the shore as previously described, when 
 suddenly cries were heard from scouts who had been posted 
 on the headland overlooking the harbor. A strange boat 
 was approaching. Instantly all were on the alert. The 
 braves grasped bows and spears and moved swiftly down 
 to the water's edge. The squaws and children, half curious, 
 half frightened, huddled behind them. The boat containing 
 John Smith and his sailors drew near. 
 
 First Chief 
 Second Chief 
 Third Chief 
 
 Henry F. Drews 
 Frank Jvloore 
 
 E. W. Wheelwright 
 George W. Flint 
 Thomas L. Grassie 
 George A. Silvia 
 
 F. Gordon Harriman 
 Hugh Bancroft 
 
 Mrs. George Wood 
 Mrs. James Henry 
 
 ABORIGINES 
 
 RED MEN 
 Fred C. Blossom 
 Walter F. Chapman 
 Harry Wilbur 
 George Henry 
 Harrison Henry 
 Robert Mealy 
 Royal A. Bates 
 Carlos A. Tanger 
 
 Frank F. Martin, Jr. 
 James Henry 
 Charles E. Jason 
 
 George M. Ennice 
 Ray M. Souther 
 John H. Winters 
 George E. Wood 
 Albert J. Morris 
 Charles Williams 
 Louis J. Morris 
 
 SQUAWS 
 Mrs. George Ennice Lena Henry 
 Helen Gillis Clara Ennice 
 
 Airs. George Flint 
 
 INDIAN GIRLS 
 
 Grace Silvia Julia L. Lyons 
 
 M. Rhody Atkinson Alice E. Enos 
 Rosamond L. MorrisMarian Sullivan 
 Lottie A. Flint Julia Henry 
 
 Dorothy F. Smith Linda S. Stoddard 
 Charlotte A. Morse Daisy White 
 
 Mary M. Donovan 
 Ada Dewson 
 Belinda Dewson 
 Adelaide Brown 
 Jane Bancroft 
 
 SQUAW BRIDE 
 Julia C. McDonald 
 
38 ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTIETH ANNIVERSARY 
 
 Lloyd C. Trott 
 Merton Gilbert 
 George Mapes 
 Henry F. Howe 
 Fred'R. Maitland 
 Ellis W. Gilbert 
 Edwin Parker 
 George S. Jason 
 Otis Jason 
 James F. Wessman 
 Louis Salvador 
 Edward B. Gammon; 
 
 INDIAN BOYS 
 
 Hamilton Hagar 
 Albert Hagar, Jr. 
 Daniel Campbell 
 Leland Towle 
 Milton F. Higgins 
 Mortimer S. Rose 
 Harry W. Rose 
 Elmer H. Pratt 
 Charles H. Mapes 
 Murray F. Perry 
 George Crocker 
 ;Leonard Lawrence 
 
 Philander Bates 
 Wisner L. Litchfield 
 George W. Bates 
 Robert W. Perry 
 H. H. Ellsworth, Jr. 
 Herbert P. Bates 
 Hugh Bancroft 
 Ralph R. Jason 
 Milton Ferrara 
 Earle R. McArthur 
 Ernest Jacoby 
 
 Episode 4 
 
 1614 
 Entrance of Chronicler 
 
 First of European strangers, Captain Smith alighted here; 
 Shed the first blood of the natives, gave the cruel chill of fear. 
 Brought the story of our harbor to his friends across the seas. 
 Caught the name of Quonahassit which it evermore shall be. 
 
 As the boat neared the shore John Smith and his men 
 made signs of peace and friendliness. One of the sailors 
 held up an empty water cask and made signs indicating 
 that the party needed water. The Indians drew back a 
 little, allowing the white men to land. Smith with several 
 of his followers advanced to the chiefs and offered gifts. A 
 short pow-wow was held. Smith made a speech, in pan- 
 tomime, calculated to impress the redmen. The three chiefs 
 in turn responded. The big chief called a group of thirty 
 boys to entertain the guests. To the "tum-tum" music of 
 drums, the Indian boys gave a dance, representing a hunting 
 party stalking their prey, surrounding it, the kill and the 
 joyful return to camp. 
 
 In the meantime the water cask had been filled and 
 returned to the boat. The children had swarmed about the 
 boat, touching every object with eager curiosity. As Smith 
 was preparing to leave one of the sailors, who had strolled 
 near the wigwam where the squaws were gathered, reached 
 out his hand to touch a string of polished shells which hung 
 from the neck of one of the squaws. She drew back with a 
 
TOWN OF COHASSET 39 
 
 startled scream, so suddenly that the string parted and the 
 shells fell to the ground. Instantly the peaceful scene was 
 thrown into confusion. With black looks and hostile mutter- 
 ings, the redmen turned upon their white guests. John 
 Smith drew his sword, faced the angry braves calmly and 
 ordered a return to the boat. Without haste, turning now 
 and again to face the close pressing redskins and threaten 
 them with drawn sword and leveled muskets, the little 
 party reached the boat, boarded it and pushed oflp from shore. 
 Seeing that the white men were about to escape the savages 
 rained a shower of arrows, spears and rocks about them. 
 One of the sailors, pierced with an arrow, fell backward in 
 the boat. Smith's men answered the attack of the savages 
 with a discharge of muskets and several of the braves fell. 
 The boat was rowed rapidly out of the harbor. 
 
 Episode I\' closed with a suggestion of later local 
 history. Parson Peter Hobart of Hingham appeared among 
 the Indians and gathered them around him for missionary 
 teaching. 
 
 John Smith Edward E. H. Souther 
 
 CREW 
 
 Frank E. Salvador, Boatszvain 
 Joseph A. Antoine Louis F. Figueirido Andrew Gerrie 
 Frank E. Jason Manuel Figueirido Ralph B. Williams, Jr. 
 
 Antoine Figueirido John Figueirido 
 
 Episode 5 
 Entrance of Chronicler 
 
 Vengeful, bitter, felt the red men, against the bold intruding white; 
 But a dominating sickness had bereft them of their might. 
 Death had entered every wigwam, taking toll of all their braves, 
 Smitten bodies of their warriors lay decaying in their graves. 
 
 Pioneers from troubled England, found their freedom on our shore, 
 Parson Hobart from old Hingham, and his friends of Cambridge, 
 
 lore, 
 Twenty-nine good English freemen in New Hingham drew their 
 
 lots. 
 In the shade of oak and pine trees, cleared their farms and built 
 
 their cots. 
 
-Miss Dorothy F. Bo 
 
 LLES 
 
TOWN OF COHASSET 
 
 41 
 
 The frightful epidemic which afflicted the Indians 
 early in the seventeenth century was represented by a 
 dark mysterious female figure waving her arms and drapery 
 in a menacing way, upon which the Indians silently dis- 
 appeared. 
 
 The main part of the episode represented the division 
 of the lands among those pioneers who had elected to settle 
 the shores of "Quonahassit"; and there appeared a group 
 of men clad in the sombre Puritan garb with bell-crowned 
 hats and suits of dull grey. 
 
 Into the foreground the leaders strode after satisfactory 
 inquiry of two sturdy lads who had preceded the group, 
 carrying guns and observing carefully on all sides. 
 
 The women, somewhat hesitant, with here and there a 
 backward glance, as of regret for the old homes which they 
 were leaving, some showing signs of fatigue, due to the 
 long walk from Hingham, followed in a group. 
 
 After looking about the harbor and across to the future 
 site of the town, the leader, representing Ibrook Tower, 
 produced a plan and the lots were drawn, using one of the 
 high-crowned hats to hold the slips, one Thomas Andrews 
 having the first choice. This was repeated by the others in 
 turn, some with satisfaction, some apparently without. 
 When the drawings were completed the leader rolled up 
 his plan, made inquiry to be sure that all was regular and 
 satisfactory; the women, who had been talking together or 
 congratulating their menfolk who had been favored by the 
 drawings, turned westward, and followed by the guards, 
 the whole company passed from the scene. 
 
 EARLY PIONEERS 
 Rev. Peter Hobart . . . Rev. Linneas M. Bosworth 
 
 Thomas Andrews . 
 Jared Joy 
 Ibrook Tower 
 James Stoddard 
 Noah Nichols 
 Nathaniel Nichols 
 Benjamin Beal 
 Obadiah Beals 
 Job Cushing 
 Rev. John Brown . 
 
 Harry F. Tilden 
 Adolphus J. Landry 
 Irving F. Sylvester 
 C. Clifford Gammons 
 Edward Nichols 
 Thomas Bates 
 Thomas Ayers 
 Paul Tilden 
 Charles T. Haven 
 Thomas A. Stevens 
 
42 ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTIETH ANNIVERSARY 
 
 WIVES AND SISTERS 
 
 Martha P. Bates Abby Keene Mrs. David Souther 
 
 Mary G. Bates Isabel Pratt Celia R. St. John 
 
 Grace E. Keene Mrs. Harry F. TildenMrs. Edward Nichols 
 
 Hilda G. James 
 
 Episode 6 
 
 SEPARATION FROM HINGHAM 
 Entrance of Chronicler 
 
 Swarming settlers soon exhausting all the forage at Bare Cove, 
 
 To the Conohasset marshes, every summer cattle drove. 
 
 Sons and grandsons building homes here, fishing, farming, making 
 
 gain, 
 Far from Hingham, needs must build a meeting house upon the 
 
 plain. 
 
 Growing strong with farms and harbor, she was conscious of her 
 
 power; 
 Daughter fair of sturdy Hingham, Conohasset claimed her dower, 
 Hindered still, but long enduring her reluctant mother's frown, 
 in the year of seventeen seventy our Cohasset was a town. 
 
 This episode marked the separation of Cohasset from 
 Hingham in 1770 when Cohasset became an independent 
 district. It was one of the most beautiful and impressive 
 scenes of the pageant. 
 
 Approaching from a distance came the child, Cohasset, 
 gowned in a white robe with long blue mantle. She was 
 leading by the hand her mother, Hingham, clothed ii^ a 
 lavender gown with a mantle of deep purple. Following 
 them came a group of men and women in Colonial costume, 
 representing the citizens of Hingham. As they neared the 
 stage, another group of people were seen coming to meet 
 them from the opposite bank. These were the citizens of 
 Cohasset coming to welcome their new leader. 
 
 Cohasset hesitated, then turned to her mother for a 
 last fond embrace and advanced to greet her new citizens. 
 Hingham sadly returned, looking back frequently and reach- 
 ing out her arms longingly to her beautiful daughter who 
 was led away by the Cohasset people to become their ruler. 
 As she ascended the steps to her throne, she turned and 
 looking back across the fields toward Hingham, reached 
 
TOWN OF COHASSET 43 
 
 out her arms in a last farewell to her mother, who was 
 disappearing behind the hills. Then, seated on her lofty- 
 throne, she watched the changes through which her town 
 passed, down to the present time. 
 
 HiNGHAM Mrs. Edward E. H. Souther 
 
 CoHASSET Mercie V. Nichols 
 
 CITIZENS OF HINGHAM AND COHASSET 
 Rev. Nehemiah Hobart .... Rev. George A. Mark 
 Louis I. Goodwin Alexander Rose Mrs. Paul T. Litchfield 
 
 Mrs. Louis I. Goodwin Mrs. Alexander Rose Sheldon N. Ripley 
 W. C. Rogers Z. Thaxter Lapham Marie Stanley 
 
 Mrs. W. C. Rogers Helen Trott Anastasia St. John 
 
 Mrs. J. H. Winters Paul T. Litchfield Richard W. Howe 
 
 Episode 7 
 
 THE SEA 
 
 Entrance of Chronicler 
 
 Seagulls, screaming o'er the harbor, called the youth to leave the 
 
 loam. 
 Plowing seas and bearing commerce, being brave to stem the foam, 
 Captains they courageous, gallant, spreading sails in every zone, 
 Some return with wealth of Indies, some repose where mermaids 
 
 roam. 
 
 White-winged fishing fleets all summer hooked the mackerel and 
 
 cod. 
 While the older men and maidens gleaned the harvest of the sod. 
 Always some to keep the hearthstones, always some to follow 
 
 dreams 
 Out upon the endless ocean, where the beacon light gleams. 
 
 The first scene of this episode represented an Incident 
 referred to on page 532 of Cohasset Genealogies and Town 
 History, In which young Southward Pratt, after driving 
 the cows to pasture one morning and putting up the bars, 
 was lured away by the nymph of the sea from the prosaic 
 duties of the farm to the perilous and hence more interesting 
 and exciting activities of a sailor's life. Returning after a 
 two-years' voyage, he found the cows being driven home by 
 young Mercy Gannett, who, although frightened at first by 
 his appearance as a stranger, later became his wife. 
 
44 ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTIETH ANNIVERSARY 
 
 The second scene represented the return to their families 
 of a number of Cohasset sea captains from long voyages. 
 Salutations and congratulations were warm and hearty. 
 The captains produced various gifts which they had brought 
 from foreign parts and pointed to a group of merchants in 
 oriental dress, from the Mediterranean and the Far East, 
 who displayed rare fabrics and who had in charge boxes, 
 casks and bales of goods. The captains also pointed out to 
 each other upon a globe the pathways in different seas, 
 which they had sailed. A group of fishermen and boatmen 
 were called in to meet and congratulate the captains. 
 
 The costumes in this episode were much admired and 
 represented in a striking way the old-time elegance. Precious 
 heirlooms were brought forth from old chests and garrets 
 and fine old silks, shawls and laces were worn. All details 
 were carefully studied, even to necklaces and breastpins. 
 
 Among the characters, Capt. James Collier was repre- 
 sented by his son, Edmund Pomeroy Collier, Capt. George 
 \V. Collier by his nephew of the same name, while Capt. 
 Philip Fox, noted for his record-sailing voyage across the 
 Atlantic, was represented by his great-grandson and name- 
 sake. (See chapter "Cohasset's Deep Sea Captains" by 
 Edmund Pomeroy Collier in Cohasset Genealogies and Town 
 History, pp. 532-588.) 
 
 By the sudden lowering of a screen of evergreen trees, 
 a vessel upon the stocks was disclosed, upon which ship 
 carpenters were busily hammering, typifying the ship- 
 building industry of former days in Cohasset. 
 
 The episode closed with the dance of the Fair and Foul 
 Weather Seas, which was one of the most graceful and 
 beautiful features of the pageant. From a distance could 
 be seen approaching over the grass, with their turquoise- 
 colored draperies floating about them, the group of dancers 
 portraying the Fair Weather Seas. They stretched in a 
 waving line of blue and green across the field and made a 
 spot of brilliant color as they formed in groups and danced 
 on the shore at the bottom of the amphitheatre. The dance 
 was undulating and wave-like in its movements and had 
 reached its climax, when suddenly there sprang forth from 
 amongst the trees a group of wild, dishevelled beings, whose 
 
TOWN OF COHASSET 
 
 45 
 
 gray and purplish garments swirled about their heads. 
 These were the Stormy Seas, at the sight of whose violent 
 and menacing dancing and whirling, the other group sank 
 to the ground, overcome b}' the stormy waves. After a time 
 as the fury of the tempest was somewhat abated, the waves 
 of blue and sunshine gained courage to dance once more and 
 vanquished their enemies, who melted away on all sides, 
 leaving the scene in possession of the Fair Weather Seas, 
 waving and rippling with their filmy blue and green scarfs 
 drifting around them. 
 
 THE NYMPH OF THE SEA 
 Miss Alice Bremer 
 
 Southward Pratt Glover Bremer 
 
 Mercie Gannett Miss Alice Bremer 
 
 DEEP SEA CAPTAINS 
 
 Capt. Ezra Towle 
 Capt. George W. Collier 
 Capt. James Collier 
 Capt. Philip Fox 
 Capt. Peter Pratt . 
 
 WIVES 
 
 Mrs. Peter Pratt .... 
 Mrs. Philip Fox .... 
 Mrs. John Jacob Lothrop 
 Mrs. Ezra Towle .... 
 Granddaughter of Capt. Ezra Towle 
 Daughter of Capt. George Collier 
 Cousins of Capt. Philip Fox 
 
 FISHERMEN 
 
 Capt. A. y. Antoine Joseph Valine 
 Capt. M."P. Valine " 
 
 Joseph St. John 
 George W. Collier 
 E. Pomeroy Collier 
 Philip Fox 
 Harold B. Cousens 
 
 Miss Edith M. Bates 
 Miss Sara E. Fox 
 Mrs. Frank E. Salvador 
 Marian G. Pratt 
 Dorothy Hagar 
 Jessie Bancroft 
 Mary Donovan and 
 Clara Stoddard 
 
 William M. Martin 
 Capt. Joseph S. Enos 
 
 Caroll Daly 
 Thomas Sylvia 
 Laurence Poland 
 
 Thomas Grassie 
 Capt. J. W. Edwards 
 
 BOAT BUILDERS 
 
 Clarence Arnold Fred Higgins 
 
 William Ellsworth Arthur O. Higgins 
 Hudson Ellsworth 
 
 MERCHANTS OF THE MEDITERRANEAN AND THE 
 
 FAR EAST 
 Nicholas Simeone Salvatore Signorelli Leonardo Merzzi 
 Carl Fresina Pietro Poranello F. J. Morris 
 
 Peter lamello Ralph Viola Ernest \'aline 
 
46 ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTIETH ANNIVERSARY 
 
 DANCE OF THE FAIR WEATHER SEAS 
 
 Priscilla Gough Christine Tower Margaret Snow 
 
 Julia Collier Marian Gillis Mrs. Odin Towle 
 
 Mrs. C. C. Gammons Eleanor Mulcahy Evelyn Martell 
 
 Mrs. A. E. Harding Dorothy Nichols Mrs. H. S. Thompson 
 
 Dorothy James Margaret Winters Edith Pratt 
 
 Christine Jacome 
 
 DANCE OF THE FOUL WEATHER SEAS 
 
 Marian James Alice Luce Elizabeth Bristol 
 
 Emma Naun Eva McGaw Polly Thayer 
 
 Marjorie Wilbur Anna McSweeney Alice Brown 
 
 Agnes Valine Kathleen Madden Mary McPhee 
 
 Marjorie Gillis Lillian Grassie Mildred O'Brien 
 
 These dances composed by Mrs. Lilla Viles Wyman 
 
 Episode 8 
 Entrance of Chronicler 
 
 Scarce the town with bold persistence local independence gained, 
 When the Nation's Revolution all her war resources drained, 
 Marched the Continental soldiers, marched the men of eighteen 
 
 twelve, 
 Marched the men to quell the rebellion, leaving wives to keep and 
 
 delve. 
 
 Other nations have we aided; Cuban troubles were assuaged, 
 And the European carnage for democracy was waged. 
 Men of peace, though oft embattled, may Cohasset always rear; 
 Men of peace, whose gentle manhood flames of war can never sear. 
 
 Heirs of all the troubled ages; harvesters of painful years. 
 Reap with glad appreciation, what was sown for you in tears. 
 Give the future all the power drawn for you from out the past; 
 Confidence and loyal service, be your anchor holding fast. 
 
 A COHASSET WEDDING 
 
 This Cohasset wedding took place at a time when people 
 went about the country either afoot or on horseback and 
 when there was no hesitation in decking themselves in their 
 gayest attire, even when a long walk or ride was ahead of 
 them. 
 
 The first guests to arrive came walking across the fields 
 in groups of twos and threes; the men in knee breeches and 
 
TOWN OF COHASSET 47 
 
 three-cornered hats and the women and girls making a 
 pretty picture in their gay flowered silk overdresses with 
 bright petticoats and with lace and flowers in their hair. x'\fter 
 this came several arrivals on horseback, every horse carry- 
 ing two persons, riding pillion fashion, the man in front with 
 the girl behind him. Last of all, mounted in the same way, 
 on a long-tailed white horse, the bride and groom rode down 
 the hill from the woods. The groom "was dressed with a 
 three-square cocked hat, white coat with black glass buttons, 
 knee breeches with buckles, up to the fashion" (see "Narra- 
 tive History of Cohasset," p. 243). Behind him sat his 
 bride, her cream-colored silk dress looped up in the fashion 
 of that day, while a little square of lace was on her lovely 
 titian hair, which was coiled high on her head with a curl 
 over one shoulder. 
 
 After the bridal couple had been kissed and con- 
 gratulated, the marriage register was brought out and 
 signed by every one with a large quill pen. Dancing was 
 then suggested and eight of the guests joined in a ring for 
 a country dance. The scene became gay and lively as the 
 dancers twisted in and out and around in the intricacies 
 of the figures, some of which went by the quaint names of 
 "Chase the Squirrel" and "Shoot the Owl." 
 
 Three dusty, travel-stained young townsmen attracted 
 every one's attention by their arrival. Great excitement 
 was created when, as one of them lifted his cloak, large 
 quantities of tea were seen to fall from the pockets. Cohasset 
 has never been loath to do her share in the making of her 
 country's history and these three men had the day before 
 been participants in that historic event known as "The 
 Boston Tea Party." 
 
 Bride and Groom Mr. and Mrs. Lyxeham Crocker 
 
 WEDDING GUESTS 
 
 Mary Fleming Mrs. Frank Pegram William Morris 
 
 Dorothy Thayer Mrs. Barbara OsgoodRichard W. Howe 
 
 Alice Thayer Mrs. Gorham BrooksCarita Bigelo\v 
 
 Mrs. Harry Parker Gorham Brooks Mrs. William Long 
 
 DANCERS IN "THE RUNNING SET" 
 
48 ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTIETH ANNIVERSARY 
 
 COUNTRY DANCE 
 
 Mrs.HollisT.Gleason Dorothy F. Belles William Long 
 Mrs. Walter Binnian A. Ellis Harding Josiah Wheelwright 
 
 Katherine Thacher Hollis T. Gleason 
 
 THREE YOUNG MEN FROM BOSTON TEA PARTY 
 Hollis T. Gleason Charles T. Hav^en Paul Tilden 
 
 Persis Tower Florence N. Bates 
 
 Resolution Tower Mary Bartow 
 
 •These two women were notable characters in Cohasset's history. (See Narrative 
 History pp. 306, and 290.) 
 
 In 1775 a cargo of flour was secretly landed at Cohasset 
 harbor and hauled overland in ox-carts to Washington's 
 camp. (See "Narrative History," pp. 289-290.) 
 Driver of the Oxen . . . . A. W. Pincon 
 
 SOLDIERS OF EARLIER WARS 
 
 Next came the successive appearance of men in the 
 uniforms of the various wars in which Cohasset men were 
 engaged. As each appeared, the orchestra played an air 
 related to that period. 
 
 Soldier of 1775 Eliot Stoddard 
 
 Soldier of 1812 Henry B. Kennedy 
 
 Soldier of 1861 Thomas Lothrop 
 
 GROUP OF GREAT WAR VETERANS 
 
 Members of George H. Mealy Post, No. 118 
 
 American Legion 
 
 The pageant closed with the appearance on the scene 
 of three of our oldest citizens, followed by a group of 
 children representing the Cohasset of the future. 
 
 At this point all the participants in the pageant assem- 
 bled on the stage and joined with the audience in singing 
 the Star-Spangled Banner. 
 
 OLD COHASSET 
 Willie F. Thayer Edwin Bates Mrs. Mary Field 
 
 YOUNG COHASSET 
 
 Mary Thompson Corrie Urquhart Emma Monteiro 
 
 Helena Thompson Nancy Millet Abigail Poland 
 
 Constance Crocker Margaret Daley Julia Poland 
 
 Virginia Ayres 
 
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