Merrick Smith and Catherine McCann Smith Picnicking with Friends, abt 1917

 

Merrick Smith and Catherine McCann Smith Picnicking with Friends, abt 1917

Jane Caroline Reed Copy Book: The Heart of the War by Josiah Gilbert Holland

Jane Caroline Reed

The Heart of the War

Peace in the clover-scented air,
And stars within the dome;

And underneath, in dim repose;

A plain, New-England home.

Within, a murmur of low tones

And sighs from hearts oppressed,

Merging in prayer, at last, that brings

The balm of silent rest.

Northampton Veterans Hospital, Leeds MA, abt 1926

Northampton Veterans Hospital, Leeds MA, abt 1926

 

Possibly Goose Pond, MA, about 1940

Possibly Goose Pond, MA, about 1940

 

Family Newspaper article: J.D. Lawrence Manager of the McKinley Hotel Dies Suddenly

J.D. Lawrence Death Announcement

 

J.D. LAWRENCE

Ervin Putnam and Mary Connelly with friends, around 1925

Ervin Putnam and Mary Connelly with friends, around 1925

Possibly Goose Pond, MA, abt 1940

Possibly Goose Pond, MA, abt 1940

 

Jane Caroline Reed Copy Book: Kathrina by Josiah Gilbert Holland

Jane Caroline Reed

Kathrina-Complaint

Yet within my inmost spirit I can hear an undertone,
That by law of prime relation hold these voices as its own, --

The full tonic whose harmonic grandeurs rise through 

    Nature's words. 

From the ocean's thunderous rolling to the trolling of the birds.

Spirit, O my spirit! Is it thou art out of tune?

Art thou clinging to December while the earth is in 

    its June?

Hast thou dropped they part in nature? Hast thou

    touched another key?

Art thou angry that the anthem will not, cannot,

    wait for thee?

Spirit thou art left alone - alone on waters wild;

For God is gone, and Love is dead, + Nature spurns

    her child.

Thou art drifting in a deluge, waves below + clouds

    above,

And with weary wings come back to thee, thy raven + thy dove.

Oct 15, 1887                                            Dr. Holland

Mike Putnam hunting in Griswold, ME, 1919

Mike Putnam hunting in Griswold, ME, 1919

 

Boats on Goose Pond, MA, abt 1937

Boats on Goose Pond, MA, abt 1937

 

Jane Caroline Reed Copy Book: Last part of the Burial of the Dead by the Rev Thomas Tylecote

Jane Caroline Reed Wright and David Sanders Wright

Yet hush; thou troubled spirit,

Be calm thou restless will.

For thee come o'er the waters

Those sweet word "Peace be still".

For thee those angel whispers,

That breathe the hope ere long

With them to share the Palm-wreath,

To sing the conqueror's song.

Miss Tylecott

Living age

Aug 24. 1867

1946 Maine Trip: Johny cake Allagash Lake, June 1946

 

Johny cake Allagash Lake, June 1946

Goose Pond, MA, about 1937

Goose Pond, MA, about 1937

 

1946 Maine Trip: Mike Putnam at camp, June 24, 1946

 

Mike Putnam at camp, June 24, 1946

A.D. Sanders, died 1862

 I may of posted this before, but if not want to get it out there. Albert David Sanders was my 2nd Great-Granduncle.

Albert David Sanders, died in 1862

Jane Caroline Reed Copy Book: First Part of The Burial of the Dead

Jane Caroline Reed Wright and David Sanders Wright

When Autumn leaves are falling

And Golden gleams the West;

We seem to lay more gently

Our dear ones down to rest;

Safe in kind Nature's bosom

We lay them down to sleep,

And pray that holy angels

Round them their watch may keep.

by the Rev. Thomas Tylecott

1946 Maine Trip: Folsom's Flying Service over Allagash Lake June 1946

 This may be a duplicate.

Folsom's Flying Service over Allagash Lake June 1946

Possibly Hope Gilson Wright

Possibly Hope Gilson Wright

 

ADVISORY COUNCIL OF EXTENSION SERVICE MEETS with more of the article

  I found more pieces the the article so here is what I have so far.

ADVISORY COUNCIL OF EXTENSION SERVICE MEETS

Jane Caroline Reed's Copy Book: The Blue and the Gray by F.M. Finch

Jane Caroline Reed

The Blue + the Gray

By the flow of the inland river,
Whence the fleets of the iron have fled,
Where the blades of the grave-grass quiver,
Asleep are the ranks of the dead;-
Under the sod and the dew,
Waiting the judgment day;-
Under the one, the Blue;
Under the other, the Gray.

Those in the robings of glory,
Those in the gloom of defeat,
All with the battle-blood gory
In the duck of eternity meet;-
Under the sod + the dew;
Waiting the judgement day;-
Under the laurel, the Blue;
Under the willow, the Gray.

From the silence of sorrowful hearts

The desolate mourners go,

Lovingly laden with flowers

Alike, for the friend + the foe;-

Under the sod + the dew,

Waiting the judgement day;-

Under the roses, the Blue,

Under the lilies, the Gray.

So with an equal splendor

The morning sun-rays fall,

With a touch, impartially tender,

On the blossoms blooming for all;

Under the sod + the dew,

Waiting the judgement day;-

Broidered with gold, the Blue;

Mellowed with gold, the Gray.

So when the Summer calleth,

On forest + field of grain

With an equal murmur falleth

The cooling drip of the rain;-

Under the sod + the dew,

Waiting for judgement day;-

Wet with the rain, the Blue:

Wet with the rain, the Gray.

Sadly, but not with upbraiding,

The generous deed was done;

In the storm of the years that are fading,

No braver battle was won;-

Under the sod + the dew,

Waiting the judgement day;-

Under the blossoms, the Blue.

Under the garlands, the Gray.

No more shall the war-cry sever, 

Or the winding rivers be red;

They banish our anger forever

When they laurel the graves of our dead!

Under the sod + the dew,

Waiting the judgement day;-

Love + tears for the Blue,

Tears + love the Gray.

Atlantic Monthly

September 1867-

Mary Connelly Putnam washing a pan

 Sorry, life threw me some other priorities and I missed a few weeks of posting.  Here is a photo of my Grandmother washing a pan.  I assume this is taken in Maine, but have no way to validate it.

Mary Connelly Putnam washing a pan