https://www.omekaclassic4.nhlibraries.org/files/original/7741ffb91ca41648c96a38cf0d9523f1.pdf 18006f03979ca50492ec1d1e966f82f0 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource The New Hampshire Troubadour Subject The topic of the resource Troubadour Description An account of the resource The New Hampshire Troubadour was a publication of the State of New Hampshire's State Planning and Development Commission in Concord, NH from 1931-1950s. Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource The State of New Hampshire Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available The State of New Hampshire Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1930s-1950s Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource NHSL Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource State of New Hampshire Troubadour PDF files of the Troubadour OCR OCR of the Troubadour The New Hampshire TROUBADOUR JUNE 1950The New Hampshire Troubadour Comes to you every month, singing the praises of New Hampshire, a state whose beauty and opportunities should tempt you to come and share those good things that make life here so delightful. State Planning and Development Commission, Concord, New Hampshire. One dollar a year. Entered as second-class matter. May 31, 1949, at the Post Office at Concord, New Hampshire, under the Act of March 3, 1S79. ANDREW M. HEATH, Editor Volume XX JUNE, 1950 Number 3 And Yet I Dream aucjli (Birthplace, Newport, New Hampshire) How strange that I, who live in grandeur here, * Among these distances of blues and reds, Should long for near horizons, white and green, For brook and meadowland; for mossy beds Of fern and violet; and for tall trees Of elm and birch, for trees whose branches bend Beneath the crush of snow’. How' strange that I Should love this land so well and yet must send My thoughts across the years to know again The scented hay in June; a wooded hill That curves, in autumn aureate as flame, To streams whose lucid waters haunt me still. So dear to me are mountains and the clear, Long days of sun; the nearness of a star; And yet I dream through days and years that pass Of that soft land, so long ago and far. •Albuquerque, New Mexiro.UNEXPECTED HARVEST l„, Us. PnJta C. We had decided to buy a summer home in New Hampshire. We searched through the catalogues of agencies dealing in rural real estate. We spent many evenings discussing the relative merits of the various properties advertised in these fascinating booklets. The excitement of turning the pages, hopefully, never knowing what awaited us, made the search almost as satisfying as the purchase itself. One evening we found a promising advertisement for a hunting lodge located on a lake in southern New Hampshire. We drove up to walk over the property and to inspect the house, and we drove home the tentative owners of a brown shingled lodge and eighty acres of land on a lake. We needed only to wait for the clearance of the title and the passing of the deed. Our first impression of our new summer home was of a neat brown building settled snugly against a little hill. It had been planned and built by an architect for his hunting lodge. It was designed to be serviceable and very comfortable, for sportsmen appreciate comfort after a day of hunting in the woods. The huge fireplace would hold a long-burning section of a tree which would demand little or no attention from the figures stretched before it enjoying the warmth while wrangling in a friendly manner over a game of cards. There were sleeping rooms built around the main room. These could be opened and warmed in a short time by the roaring fire in the stone fireplace. If there had been no comfortable, welcoming house the beauty of the grounds would have been enough encouragement for the most hesitant of buyers. The land from the front of the house, west to the boundary line, rolled slowly and smoothly up hill. It rolled 4 The June 1950BERNICE B. PERRY Mountain laurel blossoms in Mason, anil an admirer. through the green clearing up to the pine-bordered, natural theater into the thick fragrant woods beyond. There were large, grey rocks upon which one could perch, and quietly watch the lively birds and busy grey and red squirrels as they went about the jolly business of gathering food or just exercising their lithe selves. There were white graceful birches weaving their glamorous branches through the contrasting green of the pines, and the thick maples which shared the woods with them. Beyond the house and the clearing there was a ledge of rock on top of which was lain a mossy carpet. It was a beautiful spot set down in the middle of the woods. Just a short walk from the housewas the lake, a crystal clear body of cool water, a natural bowl fed by springs. Oh, it was a revelation the first time we plunged into the sparkling water and felt its cool refreshing touch! When a fanner plants his crops he knows what will grow from the seeds and seedlings he sets in his fields. We had no idea of the harvest that awaited us in our new home. As we strolled through the field one day during our first summer as owners of our new home, we saw brilliant spots of color at our feet. Upon investigating we found the sweetest, juiciest, wild strawberries, plump and warm in their leafy hiding places. We gathered bowls full of them and ate them with thick rich cream. We returned another day and picked more and made them into wild strawberry ice cream that would gain us fame on the commercial market. We gathered handfuls as we walked and ate them warm and sweet just as they came from the plants. Later that summer we were surprised to find crabapples on the trees outside our dining porch windows. Rows of neat jars of crab- apple jelly, tangy and firm, stand in our preserve closet awaiting the baking powder biscuits which will come as surely as morning. In the fall we found a large crop of butternuts on the trees which shaded the badminton court. We loaded them into boxes, carefully leaving an ample supply for the squirrels to store away for the snowy days of winter. We laid them out to dry on papers on the porch floor. Nut cakes, cookies, and butternut fudge would be our rewards for the painstaking job of cracking the shells and extracting the meats in the largest possible pieces. We burned the huge pieces of fallen wood in our fireplace, and we decorated our table with birch log candle holders. We soaked up the sunshine and fresh air, the tangy smell of pine and the healthy exercise of our refreshing swims in the lake. We gathered the beauty and peace into our hearts for the snowy winter ahead. We had garnered an unexpected harvest from our New Hampshire home.ML. > - AMONG THE GREAT FROM THE GRANITE STATE Fourth Series LJ. 2)„ane S^es, p/,2). 2. Salmon Portland Chase (January 13, 1808—May 7, 1873) Of the thirteen men who have served as Chief Justice of the United States Supreme Court, two have been natives of New Hampshire. They were Salmon Portland Chase, appointed by The old District School So. I at Lot khat en in the Town of Enfield. Sow preserved as a museum piece, the school is typical of many that served an earlier generation. 7 he restoration was record'd in The Troubadour of September 1947. The schmd attracts many visitors during the summer months, and its store of valuable historical relics is constantly being add'd to. SHKRMAN PKKKINSPresident Lincoln, and Harlan Fiske Stone, appointed by President Franklin 1). Roosevelt. Many tributes were paid to Mr. Justice Stone at the time of his recent death, and Chesterfield, X. H., his birthplace, honors his memory. But Cornish, X. H., likewise has the right to be proud that one of its sons also reached the pinnacle of juristic attainment in the L'nited States. Salmon P. Chase was the eighth of eleven children. One of his uncles, Philander C. Chase, who rose to greatness in other fields, was the youngest of fifteen children. When Salmon Chase was a youth, his family moved to Keene, where the boy received his early education. He graduated from Dartmouth in the Class of 1826, and settled down as a lawyer in Ohio. Rising rapidly in political circles in the Buckeye State, Chase went thence to the U. S. Senate in 1849. Six years later he became the first Republican Governor of Ohio, and in 1861 was named by President Lincoln as Secretary of the Treasury. To Chase fell heavy responsibilities in raising the money for the victorious prosecution of the Civil War. Inseparably associated with his tenure of the Treasury was the establishment of the National Banks in 1863, the introduction of I . S. paper money, and the first experiments with the income tax. Even more interesting, perhaps, was another and not too-well- known incident of Chase’s service as Secretary of the Treasury. In Xovember, 1861, the Rev. M. R. Watkinson, an obscure clergyman from the hamlet of Ridleyville, Pennsylvania, wrote the Secretary of the Treasury to urge that some recognition of Almighty The siimmrr homr at Xorth Stratford of \lr. Xmc York, ’’tufnrr" t/9/6) and ~aflrr** I originally, a sturdy, fdain farm dnxflinn. I othrrs nil I hr madr ultra tin- I in 8 The June 1950God b<- placed upon the coins of the United States. Secretary Chase read this letter and endorsed the idea propounded. He w rote to the Director of the Mint: “No nation can be strong except in the strength of God. or safe except in His defense. The trust of our people in God should be declared on our national coins.” Delays ensued in putting the project into effect, and it was not until 1864 that the phrasing, “In God We Trust,” first appeared on a coin of the United States. It was placed that year on the 2c piece, and, since then, at various times has occurred on all varieties of our coinage. Today, it is stamped on every American coin currently being issued by the Mint. When Chief Justice Taney died in 1864, President Lincoln elevated his Secretary of the Treasury to the post of Chief Justice of the United States. It was Chief Justice Chase who administered to Abraham Lincoln his second oath of office, and who headed the Supreme Court during the difficult years of post-war reconstruction. After his death in 1873 a bank named in his honor was founded in New York, a bank destined to grow into one of the mightiest financial institutions in the world. Books have been written of his career as a public officer and as a jurist. But of all the things that he did. that with the most enduring effect was his placement of “In God We Trust” on the coins of his country. Think of Salmon P. Chase, born in Cornish, N. H., the next time you feel the jingle of money in your pocket! (Next month's article: Charles Anderson Dana)FIFTY YEARS A-GROWING The Howe Library at Hanover During the first week in April, 1900, a modest and inconspicuous placard was displayed in the stores of Hanover, announcing that “The Howe Library will be open for the free use of all residents of the town of Hanover on April 7, 1900, from two to four, and thenceforward every Saturday at the same hours.” From this very humble beginning has grown a unique library which is visited by people from all over the country, written up in library journals and photographed in art magazines. The Howe Library is housed in next to the oldest dwelling in Hanover, which was built by Eleazar Wheelock in 1773. During his first three years in Hanover Eleazar had for office, administration building and library a dingy, smoky room in the primitive College Hall. So, he determined to build a dwelling suitable to his station and through the generosity of John Thornton, a wealthy English merchant, he was able to erect, on the present site of Reed Hall, a building so impressive it was always termed the “mansion house.” This housed the Wheelock family, several students, and what then served as the college library. Here Eleazar died in 1779, as did his son and successor, John Wheelock in 1816. The house then became the property of John's son-in-law, William Allen, president of Dartmouth who lived there during those stormy days until he left in 1820 to become president of Bowdoin College. The next two presidents of Dartmouth occupied the house until 1838, when William Allen sold the estate to the College. Wishing to use the site for Reed Hall, the College sold the house to Otis Freeman. Eleazar Wheelock was a “first” in many ways — first presidentof Dartmouth — certainly the first president to found a college whose “whole curriculum was 500 gallons of New England rum.” So, it was lining that his house should be first in the parade of old colonial houses in Hanover to break away from their moorings. Over the next one hundred years Hanover was to become quite accustomed to peripatetic houses. Residents never showed any astonishment when another old colonial house was discovered ambling across the campus. Eleazar “builded well,” whether colleges or houses. His heavily- limbered, gambrel roofed “mansion house” was moved across the campus to its present location on West Wheelock St. The gambrel roof was replaced by a sharp A roof and the various ramifications of sheds and barns disappeared over the years. About 1850 the house became the property of Benjamin Howe, a book binder, who died in 1867, leaving a widow, a son Charles and a daughter Emily. Mrs. Howe later inherited a substantial A recent view of the How library at Hanover.fortune, which at her death in 1897 went to Emily, as Charles had died earlier. In 1900 Emily became the second wife of her cousin Hiram Hitchcock, one of the proprietors of the Fifth Avenue Hotel in New York and a summer resident of Hanover. doing to live on the Hitchcock estate, Emily gave her childhood home to a corporation of nineteen members to establish the Howe Library as a free library for the residents of Hanover. The first floor, which was to be used for the library, was left just as it had been spacious rooms, with lovely old furniture. Some stacks, a gift from a Hanover resident, were put up at the back of one living room. There were no books in the original gift, but the library opened with a miscellaneous collection of about 1300 volumes contributed by residents of the town and a Sunday School library which was donated to it. As there was no endowment accompanying the gift, the entire expense of the library had to be met by the rental of rooms on the upper floors to unmarried instructors (where many of Dartmouth's bashful bachelors still continue to live). The library was first open for two hours on Saturday afternoon and the librarian was paid the munificent salary of 121 ■> cents an hour. At the end of the first year she reported that 111 persons were using the library and 169 books had been taken out. In 1912 Emily Howe Hitchcock died and made the Howe Library the residuary legatee of her estate, valued at about $150,- 000. Revolutionary changes were made immediately. A brick wing to house the stacks was erected; a trained librarian and assistants were hired and the library was open every week day afternoon and evening. Today, with a librarian, children's librarian and two assistants the library is one of the busiest spots in town. The library collection now numbers 21,562 and last year the circulation was 59,189. Every day nearly 200 persons use the library. Specializing in work with children, the library works closely with the schools. 12 Thf June 1950DAVID PIKRCK STl’DIO The Children's Hour at the historic lloue Library. If Emily Howe were to come back to her childhood home some cold, wintry day, she would see comfortable chairs and chintz- covered divans filled with people reading magazines and newspapers. A cheery fire would be crackling in the fireplace she remembered so well and she would be pleased to see herself looking down benevolently from over the mantel. Around the room the Hitchcocks and Howes would nod at her from their massive frames and say “This is as you meant it to be — these residents of Hanover enjoying your hospitality.” Across the hall, around another fire children might be listening to a story, quite unaware that they were in an historic house, and that their library which they love, the Howe Library, had been fifty years a-growing.Front Cover: Fishing the Am- monoosuc River near Groveton, Percy Peaks in the background. Color photo by Winston Pote. Back Cover: A scene in Jaffrey. Photo by Harold Orne. Frontispiece: Pond at the base of the ski lift, Mount Sunapee State Park. Photo by Hilton-Wahlstrom. New Hampshire Books and Authors Arnos Fortune, Free Man, by Elizabeth Yates of Peterborough, Aladdin Books, New York, S2.50, winner of the Herald Tribune’s Award for the best book in the older boys and girls class for 1950. This is a remarkable, true story of a man born in Africa in 1710, sold as a slave in America in 1725, who purchased his freedom when 60 years old, then worked to free three other slaves, one his own wife. They went to live in Jaffrey, New Hampshire, where at 91 he died an honored citizen, and was buried on a hilltop there. He left a notable will with money to be used toward education, a fund in use today. The Amos Fortune Forum, held at Jaffrey through the summer season, offers public discussion of today’s issues with the assistance of distinguished speakers. Route Guide to New Hampshire Historic Houses and Markers of the Colonial Period to 1776, compiled and published by the National Society ol Colonial Dames of America in the State of New Hampshire, S.50. Pocket size, about 100 pages listing more than 225 markers and giving the inscriptions, arranged in geographical areas by routes, alphabetical index by towns, illustrated with photos. May be obtained from Miss Lila A. Freeman, 101 North State Street, Concord, New Hampshire. The first issue of The Shore- liner, “home-town magazine of the Seacoast Region,” is to be published June 20 at Portsmouth by The Shoreliner, Inc., Herbert F. Georges, publisher. Subscription price is S2 a year. Meadow Hearth, New Hampshire’s unique theatre of the dance founded in 1948 by dancers Grace and Kurt Graff just outside the historic village of Hopkinton, opens its third season early in July. Saturday evenings will feature 14 The June 1950theatrical productions. Andrew M. Heath, Jr., will give a piano concert late in July, and the Graffs themselves will present a dance concert during the latter part of August. For five Wednesday evenings, beginning July 19, old favorites in moving pictures will be shown. A square dance will be held each Thursday evening, beginning July 6, with the popular and well known Gene Gowing calling the tunes. Square dance lessons will be given regularly during the summer for both child and adult groups. Interlaken, a girls’ camp at Croydon, has enrollments this year from Morocco, Spain, the Dominican Republic, Cuba, Colombia, and Uruguay as well as from many of the states of this country. ELEANOR KOST Mrs. Dexter If heeler of Andover and her "papoose." Susie. Mr. If heeler, a college senior. has studiid anti tired Indian lore since childhood, is ski I ltd in Indian handcraft. is uondcraft counselor at a summer t'amp, and plans to go to Montana to teach history and science to the Indians of the ! Hack foot trihe. Hr is dtdit'ating his life to trying to help the Indians. The historic houses at Portsmouth which are open to the public are listed on the 1950 New Hampshire tourist map, and more complete information is contained in a folder issued at Portsmouth. The Troubadour will be glad to send these to you on request. Warner I louse Spiced l ea Spiced tea from an old recipe is served cold to visitors at the historic Warner House at Portsmouth. It is said to be equally good served hot. The recipe: 2 tsp. cinnamon 3 cups sugar 1 tsp. cloves juice of 3 lemons cup tea juice of 6 oranges, gallon of waterA maple blowing in the sun, While little shadows hide and run Among the wind-tossed, singing leaves; Where golden coins of summer light Bespangle all the boughs in sight Till shade the flitting gold retrieves. If I were some bright bird on wing, I’d sway atop this tree, and sing. by Ruth M. Hill (From a longer poem “To a Maple”) <4Uu"Xco"°J930 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context 4677Troubadour195006 Title A name given to the resource The New Hampshire Troubadour June 1950 Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource New Hampshire State Planning and Development Commission Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1950-06 Description An account of the resource The New Hampshrie Troubadour was a monthly publication of the New Hampshire State Planning and Development Commission. The magazine was printed between 1931 and 1951. Format The file format, physical medium, or dimensions of the resource 16-page booklet Language A language of the resource eng Coverage The spatial or temporal topic of the resource, the spatial applicability of the resource, or the jurisdiction under which the resource is relevant New Hampshire, Groveton, Enfield, Hanover Provenance A statement of any changes in ownership and custody of the resource since its creation that are significant for its authenticity, integrity, and interpretation. The statement may include a description of any changes successive custodians made to the resource. New Hampshire State Library Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource No Copyright - United States Subject The topic of the resource fishing, food, schools, Howe Library, libraries Type The nature or genre of the resource Text Enfield fishing food Groveton Hanover Howe Library libraries New Hampshire schools