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Updated: May 13, 2025
He told me that long ago, when watches were thicker than they are now, there was a space left between the covers and inside it people put all sorts of things pictures, small designs embroidered or painted on satin, mottoes, figures pricked on paper until they made raised patterns, poems, and portraits." "So McPhearson has some of those, has he? Well, well! Sometime I must ask him about them," Mr.
McPhearson, on the other hand, was a solitary creature whose forlornity prompted him to take with gladness any hand stretched out to him. He lived alone in dingy bachelor quarters, where, save for his books and his flute, he had few companions. Therefore he came to look forward to Christopher's daily visits with an even greater degree of anticipation than did the lad himself.
He had found many little ways in which he could be useful and as a result he now had something to do to keep him from becoming bored and discontented. He could, for example, help deliver the sorted mail to the different departments and do various minor errands for McPhearson, toward whom he had come to entertain a genuine affection.
Instead it was a merry little tune so gay one could not but be glad that noontide had come and that the sun rode high in the heavens. "Jove, but that's jolly!" cried Christopher with delight. "I wish it would play right over again. If I had a clock like that I should run to listen to it every time it struck." "That is what our men here did at first," laughed McPhearson.
But the old guild members did not suffer it without a wrench, I can tell you." McPhearson took up a small screwdriver and proceeded to fasten the back on to the clock he held in his hand. "It wasn't all smooth sailing, being a clockmaker in those days," he declared. "What wonder the horologers were jealous of their art?
There were good clockmakers in both New York and Philadelphia by the year 1750. So, you see, it was quite possible to buy either a watch or a clock fairly early in our colonial history." "What type of clock did such makers turn out?" was Christopher's interrogation. "For use in the homes the long-case clock was the style favored," McPhearson responded.
Burton had remained in the city to attend a dinner at the Lotus Club, McPhearson had persuaded his employer to allow the boy to go home with him and remain until the function was over. Ah, what an evening the two cronies had together that night! The Scotchman grilled chops in his tiny kitchenette and baked macaroni too; and made ambrosial hot chocolate.
Aaron peddled the goods along the south edge of the Massachusetts coast and Simon went north, sometimes even as far as Maine." "But I should think clocks would have been ruined if jolted about on horseback!" objected Christopher. "I don't think it could have been ideal for their health," laughed McPhearson.
You get out of it just about what you put in." "I begin to think you do," agreed Christopher. "I'm sure Mr. McPhearson, who repairs clocks upstairs, gets a hundred times more fun out of them than do the other men." "McPhearson, the old Scotchman, you mean? A fine old chap, isn't he? So you have picked him out already!
"Did the scheme make good?" "Not to the extent he had hoped," answered McPhearson. "He could, it is true, make clocks with wooden works much cheaper than with works of brass; but he did not feel satisfied with them and after the year was up he abandoned the venture. Hence this variety of clock of the elder Terry workmanship is rarely to be found.
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