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In the Name of God Amen! the Thirteenth Day of September One Thousand Seven Hundred Fifty & eight, I, Thomas Wales of Braintree, in the County of Suffolk & Province of the Massachusetts Bay in New England, Gent being in good health of Body and of Sound Disproving mind and Memory, Thanks be given to God Calling to mind my mortality, Do therefore in my health make and ordain this my Last Will and Testament.
John Adams, exchanging the social station accorded her in Braintree, Massachusetts, for the diplomatic colony at London, found herself of little service in aiding her husband's social standing. She shared his Americanism. She wrote home that she had never seen an assembly room in America which did not exceed that at St.
Braintree, like Juno, retained them, because she hadn't fought them out; and John Mayrant didn't have them, because he had been to other places; and I didn't have them never had had them in my life, because I came into the world when it was all over.
There are no intermediate batteries; consequently, if the Fall River operator put his end of the wire in connection with the earth, and the South Braintree operator do the same, the line is without battery, and of course without an electrical current.
The line was worked in this manner more than two hours, when, the aurora having subsided, the batteries were resumed. While this remarkable phenomenon was taking place upon the wires between Boston and Portland, the operator at South Braintree informed me that he was working the wire between that station and Fall River a distance of about forty miles with the current from the aurora alone.
Before the end of the week the list was handed in, and as the documents might some day be of immense value to the future historian of New Swishford, I quote them here. Bowler. A waterproof, a hat-box, a pair of cricket bails, and a fold- up chair. Gayford. The chart, a compass, jam-pots for baling out boats, an eight-blade knife, a hammer and tacks, and a chessboard. Braintree. Tubbs. Crashford.
Once more food was to be had from the marketmen around Faneuil Hall joints of beef, pigs, sausages, chickens, turkeys, vegetables and fruit, brought in by the farmers of Braintree, Dedham, and Roxbury.
Weguelin, or anybody. The strain of sitting and waiting for the end made my hands cold and my head hot, but nevertheless the light which had come enabled me to bend instantly to Mrs. Braintree and murmur a great and abused quotation to her: "Tout comprendre c'est tout pardonner." But my petition could not move her. She was too old; she had seen the flames of war; and so she said to her husband:
Even Bowler lost heart as he stumbled about in the dusk, and heard Braintree shivering and chattering with cold beside him, and Tubbs's scarcely suppressed whimper of misery. "Better get back to the rest as soon as we can," said he, taking out his whistle and blowing it again. They listened, but no answer came, only the shriek of the gulls and the steady splash of the rain on the rocks.
"You'll have to wait till the spring," said Wallas, a somewhat dismal- looking specimen of humanity. "I've got my Oxford local in January." "Oh, of course, we shouldn't start till after that," said Gayford, ready to smooth away all obstacles. "Warthah hot, won't it be?" said Braintree, looking at the map.
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