. The history of Boscawen and Webster [] from 1733 to 1878 . all! The men bend, and place their shoulders beneath the posts. Aswarm take hold of the plate, another hold of the girts. The menat the iron bars spit on their hands: Now, then ! The frame rises. Heave away, my hearties ! It is up to their shoulders. Now she rises ! Those by the plates seize their pike-poles and pitch-forks. At each corner and in the middle are shores, with a crowd ofmen and boys lifting on each. Heigh 0 ! my hearties ! They lift with all their might, and grow red in the face. Thepike-poles bend, the handles of t
. The history of Boscawen and Webster [] from 1733 to 1878 . all! The men bend, and place their shoulders beneath the posts. Aswarm take hold of the plate, another hold of the girts. The menat the iron bars spit on their hands: Now, then ! The frame rises. Heave away, my hearties ! It is up to their shoulders. Now she rises ! Those by the plates seize their pike-poles and pitch-forks. At each corner and in the middle are shores, with a crowd ofmen and boys lifting on each. Heigh 0 ! my hearties ! They lift with all their might, and grow red in the face. Thepike-poles bend, the handles of the pitch-forks are ready to snap. Steady there! Now comes the tug of war at the foot of the posts. The iron-bar men are bracing with all their might. Heave-ho ! from the master. Now she goes ! from the men. Higher, still higher, up to the perpendicular. The tenons slideinto the mortises in the sills, the shore men hold back on thepoles, and the first broadside of the house of God stands in its ap-pointed place. The men wipe their brows, and take another drink. Town House, Webster. 1791.] CIVIL HISTORY. 141 of rum. There is a congratulatory dram all around, in prepara-tion for tlie opposite broadside. That, too, rises. Then comethe connecting girts and plates, and then the lifting of the beamsfor the galleries, and the high beams, the putting up of sleepers,planks and boards, rafters and purlins, and, last of all, the ridge-pole. AVhen the last is in its place, a crowd of men sit astride it,take full drams from the bottles of rum passed up to them, andthen dash the bottles to the ground. This last is the dedicatorydram. Such the scene on that day. So complete were the arrangements, so excellent the workman-ship of Samuel Jackman, so numerous the men, so early at work inthe morning were they, that the first broadside was up beforenine oclock, the last dram drank before noon, and the raisingwas over. Thomas Coffin, a boy of fourteen at the time, remembers theoccasion as one of the
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