The Granite monthly : a magazine of literature, history and state progress . ove stated, in 190-i. taking an activepart in the business and social life ofthe town. He served several years asa trustee of the public library, andhas been prominent in political life asa Democrat. He served as a delegatein the last Constitutional Convention,and was the Democratic candidate fortreasurer of Merrimack Countv at the last election, receiving a larger votethan any other nominee of his partyon tin1 ticket. He has been manyyears a member of the DemocraticState Committee, and was for ei^htyears a deputy she
The Granite monthly : a magazine of literature, history and state progress . ove stated, in 190-i. taking an activepart in the business and social life ofthe town. He served several years asa trustee of the public library, andhas been prominent in political life asa Democrat. He served as a delegatein the last Constitutional Convention,and was the Democratic candidate fortreasurer of Merrimack Countv at the last election, receiving a larger votethan any other nominee of his partyon tin1 ticket. He has been manyyears a member of the DemocraticState Committee, and was for ei^htyears a deputy sheriff for MerrimackCounty, having been appointed bySheriff Norton. He has Long beenprominent in the order of the Knightsof Pythias, having passed the chairsin the grand lodge, and served assupreme representative in 1888. Note::—Practically all of tbe halftones in thisarticle on PittsLield were made from photograph-taken by that veteran photographer of Pittsfield,Henry W. Osgood, whose stadio has been a fea-ture of the town and the Suncook Valley foralmost a half A Smw±m®$ Fk By Mary H. ~Wheelcr Under the pine trees by the Suncook river. Where the bright water from the dam belowFrets the green margin with recessive quiver. Tremulent at finding aught to stay its flow; Here, on the ledges where the moss is creeping. Feeling its way along the lichened stone;Here let us rest and, each care quiescent keeping. Breathe Summers calm till we make it our own. Hark! theres a catbird in the alders singing. Mimicking the robin who sings his song of rain,Now wilder notes, like the bob-o-links. outtiinging. Pausing to mew ere he finishes the strain. 318 A Summer Picture Over the river the birches are bending,In the pale green of their earlier attire; Beauty and gracefulness airily lending To the dark background of trees that grow higher There leaps a fish; did you see it? In this quarterWhere the first pine casts its shadow on the clear. See how the circles of ripple on the waterW
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