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 COMMEMORATION 
 
 OP THB 
 
 ORDINATION 
 
 OF 
 
 JOHN MILTON WHITON 
 
 TO THE MINISTRY OP 
 
 THE PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH 
 
 IN 
 
 ANTRIM, N. H. 
 
 PRINTED FOR THE FAMILY 
 1908 
 
Cornell University 
 Library 
 
 The original of this book is in 
 the Cornell University Library. 
 
 There are no known copyright restrictions in 
 the United States on the use of the text. 
 
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■w^tTH THK Compliments of 
 
 THE FAMILY 
 
 
i8o8 1908 
 
 COMMEMORATION 
 
 OP THE 
 
 ORDINATION 
 
 OP 
 
 JOHN MILTON WHITON 
 
 TO THE MINISTRY OP 
 
 THE PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH 
 
 IN 
 
 ANTRIM, N. H. 
 
 PRINTED FOR THE FAMILY 
 igo8 
 
 T 
 
DR. JOHN MILTON WHITON 
 
 FROM M DAGUERREOTYPE, ABOUT 1843. 
 
'PHE Reverend John Milton Whiton, D. D., born 
 in 1785, deceased in 1856, was ordained in 1808 
 to the ministry in the Presbyterian Church of Antrim, 
 New Hampshire, in which he continued to the end of 
 1852. The Church, organized in 1788, had been able 
 before Mr. Whiton's coming to secure a settled min- 
 istry for but four years — 1800-1804. Since his coming 
 its history for a full century has been the history of 
 but three successive pastorates. As the fortunate 
 century neared its close, it seemed that its beginning 
 was worthy of commemoration. On conference be- 
 tween the Committee, appointed for the observance 
 of Old Home Week in Antrim in the summer of 1908, 
 and the descendants of Dr. Whiton, it appeared that 
 they were of one mind regarding this. It was also 
 agreed that Old Home Week was a far more conve- 
 nient time for such a commemoration than the precise 
 anniversary day six weeks later, September 28. A 
 circular note accordingly sent out to the family drew 
 twenty-three to attend the commemoration — one rep- 
 resentative of the first generation, ten of the second, 
 eleven of the third, and one of the fourth. They 
 resolved that the following record of their proceedings 
 should be preserved, not only for absent kindred, but 
 especially for the generations to come. 
 
 THREE 
 
Commemorative Services 
 
 A UGUST i6, igo8 
 
 MORNING 
 
 About nine oclock on Sunday morning, Maplewood Ceme- 
 tery, half a mile northward from South Village, was visited by 
 the entire party accompanied by a few near friends in Antrim. 
 Here are the graves of Dr. and Mrs. Whiton, and of members 
 of four of the six families of their descendants. These had 
 been decorated with bouquets and wreaths. After some time 
 spent in visiting and viewing each, a brief prayer was offered 
 and benediction pronounced by the Rev. W. R. Cochrane, 
 D. D., forty years the pastor of the Presbyterian Church. 
 The company, standing in a circle, sang one stanza of 
 "Blest be the tie that binds," 
 
 and returned to attend the service at the Presbyterian 
 Church. This is its third house of worship, the first 
 having been erected on the hill-top at the Center, and 
 the second on the hill-side at the Center on the road around 
 the hill. 
 
 The audience-room had been beautifully and abundantly 
 decorated by Antrim friends with the tribute of garden and 
 field. Mrs. Willis D. Thompson of Concord, a grand-daughter 
 of Dr. Whiton, presided at the organ. The choir was composed 
 mainly of his descendants, as follows: Mrs. Katharine Duncan 
 Paine, Marion D. Paine, Horace Whiton Paine, Mary Whiton 
 Calkins, Grosvenor Calkins, Esq., Mrs. Abbie Richards Wood- 
 bury, Margaret Woodbury, Helen D. Richards, Marie L. 
 Richards, Helen F. Woodworth, and Catherine E. Smith. 
 They were assisted by Mr. Charles W. Prentiss and Mr. Louis 
 H. Carpenter of Antrim. 
 
 The service was conducted by the Rev. Charles H. Richards, 
 D. D., of New York, a grandson of Dr. Whiton. It opened 
 with an organ prelude, followed by the doxology. The Rev. 
 Alba M. Markey of the Methodist Church offered the prayer 
 of invocation, and the choir sang an anthem by Dudley Buck. 
 
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Responsive reading from the Psalter, closing with the ' 'Gloria 
 Patri," followed. The Scripture lesson then was read by the 
 Rev. William Hurlin, formerly pastor of the Baptist church 
 in Antrim, ninety-six years of age, as clear of voice and keen 
 of sight as when thirty years younger. A tender and impres- 
 sive prayer was offered by the Rev. W. R. Cochrane, D.D. An 
 offertory solo upon the violin, Schumann's "Abendlied," was 
 rendered by Miss Marie L. Richards, accompanied on the piano 
 by Mrs. Abbie Richards Woodbury, the latter a grand-daughter, 
 the former a great-grand-daughter of Dr. Whiton. The choir 
 and congregation then sang the following hymn, by the Rev. 
 James Morris Whiton, Ph. D., of New York, a grandson of 
 Dr. Whiton. 
 
 THE PRAYER OF ST. PAUL. 
 
 Ephesians iii. 14-21. 
 
 Father, to Thee we bow; 
 Father of Christ art Thou, 
 
 Father of all. 
 In Thee we live and move : 
 Thy family of love 
 Is one — below, above; 
 
 Thou, All in all. 
 
 Thy rich and glorious grace 
 Gird all our struggling days 
 
 With holy power; 
 That so Thy Spirit's might. 
 Filling our souls with light. 
 May lift to cloudless height 
 
 Each o'ercast hour. 
 
 In us may faith enshrine 
 Thy Christ — his cross otu: sign. 
 
 His love our root; 
 That power to apprehend 
 The love which knows no end 
 Prom strength to strength may tend 
 
 With holy fruit. 
 
 We with all saints would know 
 The utmost Thou wouldst show 
 
 In Christ our Lord; 
 All lower longings stilled. 
 From him would we be filled 
 Full as Thy grace hath willed. 
 
 Fullness of God. 
 
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To Thee, who more canst bless 
 Than prayers o£ thoughts express 
 
 With power divine, 
 Thy Church in Christ doth raise 
 Her filial hymn of praise: 
 Through everlasting days 
 
 All glory Thine. 
 
 [Reprinted from The Outlook.] 
 
 The commemorative sermon was preached by the Rev. 
 Charles H. Richards, D. D., of New York, Secretary of the 
 Congregational Church Building Society. 
 
 SERMON 
 "The armies which are in heaven followed him." — Revelation xix. 14. 
 
 The closing book of our Bible is of extraordinary interest. 
 It is a great dramatic poem, like the "Paradise Lost" of 
 Milton, or like Dante's immortal Trilogy, setting forth the 
 tragic conflict between good and evil in God's universe. It 
 is a brilliant and splendid allegory, like that of the great 
 dreamer of Bedford jail; only Bunyan depicted the typical 
 experience of a single soul on its heavenward journey; while 
 the Apostle pictures the experience of humanity, battling its 
 way upward and onward toward the New Jerusalem. 
 
 It is a great, glowing panorama of spiritual experience 
 rather than of political or ecclesiastical history. Its great 
 scenic symbols, picturesque, and sometimes grotesque, repre- 
 sent the universal facts of spiritual life, as men find themselves 
 caught into the swirl of that tempestuous struggle which is 
 always going on between right and wrong. 
 
 Written in the first century, the characters and events of 
 that very period furnished the writer with abundant illus- 
 trations with which to set forth the drama of the moral life. 
 Nero, and Galba, and Vespasian; Rome, and Jerusalem; 
 famine, such as brought the Holy City to the horror of murder 
 and cannibalism; pestilence, such as swept to death 30,000 
 persons in a single year of Nero's reign; martyrdoms, such as 
 seemed to fill the world with crosses, provided abundant 
 material for the poet's use. 
 
 Doubtless it seemed to this fiery-hearted "son of thunder" 
 that the condition of the world in his day demanded such a 
 prophetic song of struggle and victory as he wove out of these 
 
 SEVEN 
 
elements. Truth seemed hopelessly crushed to earth; in- 
 iquity was crowned and regnant. Incarnate Love had been 
 slain on Calvary; incarnate selfishness sat enthroned in Rome. 
 Everywhere sin ran riot with unspeakable cruelties and sensu- 
 alities. 
 
 Was it to be forever so ? No. The writer of this prophetic 
 poem was sure that, weak as goodness might seem, it would 
 be victorious at last. Impotent as Christianity might appear, 
 compared with the beasts and dragons that filled the world 
 with their shameless iniquities, it would fight its way to 
 universal conquest, and would finally fill the world with the 
 purity and peace of heaven. His heart was kindled with a 
 splendid Christian optimism, such as our own Lowell had 
 when he sang, 
 
 "Right forever on the scaffold; 
 
 Wrong forever on the throne; 
 Yet that scaffold sways the future. 
 
 And, behind the dim iinknown, 
 Standeth God within the shadow. 
 
 Keeping watch above his own." 
 
 So, as Michael Angelo filled the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel 
 with his magnificent frescoes, exhibiting the progress of human 
 history, from the creation onward to the tragic sequel of the 
 Last Judgment, this inspired artist depicted on these glowing 
 pages with masterly power the scenes that mark the steady 
 moral advances of our race, till in his vision it reaches the 
 glorious consummation for which God planned it. 
 
 The great drama opens with a resplendent picture of him, 
 who is not only the overshadowing hero of human history, 
 but the conquering Chieftain of the whole moral universe, the 
 Son of God and Prince of Life. He walks amid the golden 
 candlesticks. He sends messages to the Seven Churches, like 
 a great general sending orders to the divisions of his grand 
 army. 
 
 The scene changes. We see heaven opened, and behold the 
 Ancient of Days upon the Great White Throne, and the host 
 of the immortals bowing in reverent homage before him. 
 The seven-sealed Book is brought; and when it is asked, Who 
 is worthy or able to open the Book.? the same Prince of Glory, 
 the Lamb of God, steps forth as alone able to interpret the 
 mysteries of life, and solve the problem of human destiny. 
 
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Another change follows. The harmonies of heaven are 
 marred by the jangling discord of lives that defy God, refusing 
 to conform to his eternal laws of life. The selfish and head- 
 strong, who think they can outwit infinite wisdom, rise in 
 rebellion against him whose eternal order of things was 
 framed in infinite love. Scenes of wild disorder ensue. A 
 beast rises out of the sea, and another beast out of the land, 
 eager to dethrone God, and drag men down into the abyss of 
 sensuality and shame. A dragon rises up to fiercely fight 
 against the powers of truth and goodness. 
 
 But One mightier than they enters the lists against them, 
 and rides forth dauntless, determined and invincible. His 
 name is ' 'Faithful and True" ; he is called ' 'The Word of God;" 
 on his vesture is written yet another title, "King of kings, 
 and Lord of lords." He is the same Prince of Glory whom 
 we saw in the earlier chapters. He calls for recruits, and "the 
 armies that are in heaven follow him." After him come 
 trooping the innumerable and ever increasing hosts of those 
 who are pledged to goodness, eager to overthrow evil in the 
 world. They trust that Great Leader implicitly. They will 
 follow wherever he bids, and fight as long as he commands, 
 certain that the victory will be his in time. For goodness is 
 the triumphant element in life ; evil is doomed to ultimate and 
 overwhelming defeat. 
 
 So in the shifting scenes of John's vision we see that the 
 Battle of the Ages is on. Good and evil are met in the shock 
 of deadly combat. We hear the clash and crash of the furious 
 Armageddon. We watch the armies of selfishness and greed 
 as they follow the dragon and the beast, and hurl themselves 
 against the armies of love which follow the ' 'Faithful and True" 
 as he leads them into the thick of the fight. It is a long, hard 
 fight. The devil is a shrewd and desperate campaigner. 
 
 But the battle ends at last just as we should expect. The 
 Prince of Glory drives all enemies from the field. And the last 
 entrancing picture is of the New Jerusalem descending from 
 heaven to the earth, a city of God in a new social order here 
 below, which is the very image and replica of the glorious city 
 above. 
 
 Now the important thing for us to remember is that this 
 apocalyptic vision is not the picture of something that is to 
 occur in some distant future. It is the rapt and radiant 
 vision of a dramatic experience now in mid-process. It is an 
 
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age-long conflict. It is now that the great battle is being 
 fought out between the dragon and the Lamb. It is now 
 that the armies of good and evil are lined up against each other, 
 one side fighting to make earth a hell, the other, a heaven. 
 It is now that men are deciding which side they will be on, 
 whether they will fight under the pirate flag of selfishness and 
 follow the beast, or whether they will march under the red 
 cross banner of love and follow the Lamb. This is a question 
 each one of us is deciding to-day by our conduct, as we help 
 to make the world better or worse. 
 
 When one wakes up to the fact that this question is right 
 before him, and must be settled, it is the crisis of his life. It 
 is the turning point of character. It is the most pivotal 
 moment of his life. If he decides in this crisis to give himself 
 to goodness, and to follow the "Faithful and True" in this 
 great battle for the right, and to do his utmost to make earth 
 a heaven, we call his choice conversion. 
 
 Armageddon is here. We hear the battle shout of the 
 contending hosts, and the Great Captain calls all the loyal and 
 true-hearted to join his ranks, and help win the victory for the 
 better life. "Who follows in his train?" 
 
 Not they alone who make a mere profession of their faith ; 
 nor they who slavishly imitate Jesus in the externals of his 
 life. They follow the Great Leader in this holy warfare, who 
 walk after him in his way of life, who cherish his thoughts, 
 desires, and purposes, who govern their conduct by his prin- 
 ciples, exhibit his spirit, and do their best to get his ideals 
 realized in all social and civic life. 
 
 As the living presence of the Nazarene was a dynamic 
 which began a marvelous transformation, so just being Christ- 
 like strikes telling blows for the Kingdom of Heaven. To be 
 like Christ in his sincerity and transparent genuineness, in 
 his devotion to truth, all of which is a part of his Kingdom, 
 in his passion for righteousness, in his true-hearted sympathy, 
 in his spirit of brotherhood with all men, and in his self-sacrifice 
 for the sake of service, creates a moral force which fights 
 against shams, and falsehoods, and wrongs, and all the demon 
 hosts of selfishness. Just being that sort of man helps to 
 drive the dragon and the beast out of human life, as the light, 
 simply by shining, drives darkness from the earth. 
 
 And when, in addition, such an one puts the whole force of 
 his life into intense and persistent effort to give Christ vic- 
 
 TEN 
 
torious sway in all the hearts and homes of earth; when by 
 word and deed, by teaching and by leadership, he does all he 
 can do, not only to win disciples, but to get the principles and 
 the spirit of Christ incorporated into laws and customs, and 
 into the very warp and woof of communities and nations, he 
 is a follower of the Great Leader worthy of a crown of glory 
 in the final victory. 
 
 Such a true knight of the Cross was John Milton Whiton, 
 the centennial of whose ordination as pastor of this church 
 we are here to observe to-day. He had heard the call of the 
 Son of God as he went forth to war against the powers of evil, 
 and he followed in his train. In common with a multitude of 
 Christian leaders who made their names illustrious for splendid 
 service, and whose story fires the heart, he also had enlisted 
 to fight against the forces of darkness, and to do his part to 
 make this world the Kingdom of Heaven. With an ancestry 
 in this country dating back almost to the time of the Pilgrims, 
 he was a loyal representative of Puritan ideals and principles. 
 The son of a surgeon in the Revolutionary army who with his 
 four brothers fought at the rail fence with General Putnam at 
 Bunker Hill, and the son-in-law of a captain who led his 
 troops at Yorktown in the charge that gave us the final vic- 
 tory, he was a good soldier of the King of kings. His Armaged- 
 don was right here in Antrim; here he rallied the Christian 
 hosts pledged to goodness and to God, and wherever he saw a 
 wrong he stnick boldly at it with the weapons of the Gospel 
 warfare. Of calm, judicial temperament, benignant and 
 gracious in bearing, loving the shepherd's crook more than 
 the warrior's sword, he was preeminently a man of peace; 
 but he had a passion for righteousness as his Master had, and 
 he boldly fought everything that threatened the Kingdom. 
 
 None here can remember the day, a century ago, when the 
 young minister of twenty-three, fresh from his studies at Yale 
 under Dr. Dwight, supplemented by a year of teaching, and a 
 year or two of reading with learned divines, rode into this 
 town with his beautiful young bride. They had come across 
 country in their own chaise from Litchfield, Connecticut, a 
 journey as adventurous and to a goal as remote in point of 
 time, as to-day from New York to Seattle. It was the age of 
 homespun, but no one remembers now how the gude-wives 
 criticized the bride's fine gowns, or the sturdy Scotch-Irish 
 
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farmers commented on the logic of the youthful sermons. 
 But the brave young couple steadily won their way into the 
 hearts of all the people. Goodness, wisdom, learning, and tact 
 shone in their character, and gave them increasing power over 
 the people of the town. They built themselves into the very 
 life of the community, directing its progress, moulding its 
 youth, helping men and women toward Christ's ideal. And so 
 they were beacons of the better life, and fought darkness out 
 of the community by their shining lives, just as the morning 
 sunlight drives the shadows of night from the face of the earth. 
 
 Dr. Whiton's pulpit was his throne. His strong, scholarly, 
 sensible sermons carried his congregations with him. Not 
 by brilliant rhetoric, nor by dazzling splendor of style, but 
 by broad-minded views, convincing logic, and manifest loyalty 
 to truth did he gain intellectual and spiritual mastery over 
 his people, which made them willing followers of his leadership 
 for forty-four years. His words were as ' 'nails fastened by 
 the master of assemblies," and he clinched them by loving 
 and sympathetic pastoral visits. Here he trained two genera- 
 tions to loyal service of the King of kings. 
 
 Not only was he a power for good in this church and town 
 for nearly a half-century, but his inspiring example and wise 
 words were potent in influence through a wide region. The 
 Presbytery, the churches, the councils and associations of a 
 wide circle welcomed the presence of Dr. Whiton, and rejoiced 
 in his sagacious advice. He illustrated the fact that the 
 country minister, moulding the characters and inspiring the 
 lives of hundreds of young people who go forth to becom.e 
 teachers, preachers, lawyers, doctors, statesmen, missionaries, 
 and good citizens at home and abroad, wins great victories for 
 the Kingdom of Heaven as truly as though he shone in some 
 conspicuous city pulpit. And the country church to which 
 he ministers may be a fountain of untold blessing, pouring 
 forth streams of gracious influence toward every part of the 
 world, as its children go out from it to do valiant service for 
 the right. 
 
 If the church-life of those old days was admirable, not 
 less so was the home-life of those whom we commemorate to- 
 day. It was a plain home, in a roomy and comfortable house, 
 ungarnished with the decorations which are regarded as impor- 
 tant by so many to-day; but it was the abode of culture, 
 piety and good cheer. It was a happy home, because six 
 
 TWELVE 
 
children — two boys and four girls — came to make its big 
 rooms vocal with laughter and song. Sometimes they sang 
 tunes which Dr. Whiton composed, for he was somewhat of a 
 musician, as well as a historian and a theologian. And while 
 the dignity and decorum of the pastor's home was never for- 
 gotten, the father and mother with their keen sense of humor 
 joined in the good times of their children with hearty zest. 
 It was a deeply religious home, too, and daily the father gather- 
 ed his family about him, and after a lesson from the oracles 
 of God stood up, and lifting his open eyes to the Heavenly 
 Father, invoked upon his little flock of the home, and his 
 larger flock of the parish, the blessing of Almighty God. Such 
 a home had a beneficent influence in the community hardly 
 less than the pulpit. 
 
 To that young pastor and his wife, who just a hundred years 
 ago established the home, and set up the family altar here, 
 one hundred and twenty-four descendants have been born, 
 of whom eighty -two are still living. Dr. and Mrs. Whiton 
 and their immediate children are gone to the 
 
 "Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood, 
 Where saints immortal reign;" 
 
 but of their children's children and grand-children more than 
 fourscore remain to honor the memory and perpetuate the 
 influence of that noble man and woman. We recall with 
 gratitude and admiration the lofty courage, the heroic faith, 
 the saintly spirit, and the widely useful work of this pastor 
 and his wife. Not because of world-resounding fame do we 
 honor them; but we can say with Cowper: 
 
 "My boast is not that I deduce my birth 
 From loins enthroned, or nobles of the earth; 
 But higher far my proud pretensions rise — 
 The child of parents past into the skies." 
 
 So wrought for nearly a half-century here this faithful soldier 
 of the Cross, and passed on to his coronation. 
 
 "The knights are dust. 
 Their swords are rust, 
 Their souls are with the saints, we trust." 
 
 They are gone to their eternal home above, but we are here, 
 their descendants, and the descendants of those whom they 
 taught and trained here. It is for us to show a like love and 
 
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loyalty to him who summons us to follow him in the age-long 
 warfare against the powers of evil. It is for us to show in 
 character and life the qualities of our Master, and by faithful 
 example, by flaming word, and by forceful deeds, to do all we 
 can to bring Christ's ideal of a Kingdom of Heaven on earth 
 to full realization. So shall we live worthily of those who 
 have gone before and so may we at last share their coronation. 
 
 At the conclusion of the sermon, the choir and congregation 
 united in singing, 
 
 "How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, 
 Is laid for your faith in his excellent Word." 
 
 The benediction was then pronounced by the Rev. W. R 
 Cochrane, D. D. 
 
 FOURTEEN 
 

AFTERNOON 
 
 The summit of Meeting -House Hill, about 1250 feet above 
 the sea-level, is fully two miles from the South Village, where 
 the Presbyterian, Baptist, and Methodist churches are con- 
 gregated. The last half-mile is a sharp ascent to a height of 
 about 450 feet above the Village, much of it over an abandoned 
 and difficult road, which had been repaired for the occasion. 
 A congregation of fully five hundred from all parts of the town 
 assembled at the site of the old Meeting-House, now marked 
 by a massive boulder bearing a memorial tablet placed by the 
 Antrim Improvement Society. A suitable platform was 
 formed by a large four-wheeled truck, on which stood a reading 
 desk loaned by the Congregational church, and just behind 
 it was the old burial ground. As on a memorable occasion 
 in the Holy Land, "there was much grass in the place." On 
 this the congregation drew together within the line of vehicles 
 — settees and chairs accommodating many. It was a pictur- 
 esque scene, bounded in the distance by the valley and its 
 mountain rim. 
 
 The doxology having been sung — Messrs. Morris E. Nay and 
 Charles F. Butterfield, of Antrim, generously leading on the 
 cornet all the singing in this service — the Scripture lesson was 
 read by Mr. John M. Whiton, of Plainfield, N. J., from Psalm 
 cxxv, Ephesians in. 14 — iv. 14. Prayer was offered by Dr. 
 Charles H. Richards, and the familiar hymn, 
 "Come, Thou Almighty King," 
 
 was sung. The call given to Dr. Whiton by the town 
 in 1808 was then read by Mr. John M. Whiton, and likewise 
 the letter of dismission from the Congregational church 
 in Winchendon, Mass., granted that year to the in- 
 coming pastor — each from its original manuscript. These 
 interesting papers are reproduced in the appendix to this 
 record. 
 
 Fitly introducing the commemorative address. Dr. W. R. 
 Cochrane followed with the historical resumd here given of the 
 mostly pastorless period of the church from its organization 
 to the installation of Mr. Whiton. 
 
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HISTORICAL INTRODUCTION 
 
 I have been asked to make some historical statem.ent at 
 this time as basis for other remarks and services. On this spot, 
 as marked by the Antrim Improvement Society, the first 
 church building of the town of Antrim was erected in 1785. 
 Here the Presbyterian Church was organized August 2, 1788, 
 with seventy-two members. The first minister was the Rev. 
 Walter Little, who was born in Peterborough, 1766, graduated 
 at Dartmouth College, 1796, ordained in Antrim September 
 3, 1800, resigned, September, 1804, died in 1815. Mr. Little 
 somehow did not get the hearts of the people, and would not 
 stay. The Rev. John M. Whiton came here in July, 1807, 
 when only twenty- two years of age. September 21, 1807, 
 the town of Antrim, in public town meeting, voted him a call 
 — which he declined. May 8, 1808, this call was renewed by 
 public vote of the town, and was accepted. They offered him 
 a salary of $450 per year, and a ' 'settlement" of $500 down — 
 $25 per year to be paid back, if he should leave inside of 
 twenty years, as the preceding minister had done, except in 
 case of sickness or death ($25 for every year lacking of the 
 twenty). $450 was considered a large salary for those times 
 in this section of the country ; money being worth much more 
 than now.* Mr. Whiton was settled in September, 1808, and 
 was pastor a little more than forty-four years. Resigning in 
 May, 1852, he was dismissed by Presbytery, meeting in 
 Antrim October 27, 1852 — dismission to take effect January 
 I, 1853. An eminently prudent and judicious man was he, 
 always and everywhere a peace-maker. May we and those 
 who succeed us be enabled to live as heroically and die as 
 worthy and noble as our fathers and mothers, whose bodies 
 rest in this lofty and hallowed ground. 
 
 Before the singing of the next hymn, these reasons for its 
 selection were stated: 
 
 (i) It is pertinent to the occasion, being based on Jesus' 
 reply to the Samaritan woman, whose saying, ' 'Our fathers 
 worshiped in this mountain," was the text of the last sermon 
 on this hill-top : (2) It ' 'is the earliest really great hymn I have 
 found by an American writer," is the judgment pronounced 
 by an eminent hymnologist, the Rev. W. Garrett Horder, of 
 
 *Mr. Whiton generously relinguished a portion of the svims voted him. 
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London, in his "Treasury of American Sacred Song:" (3) 
 It was written by John Pierpont, an early friend of the bride 
 who was brought to Antrim in 1808 by the young pastor. 
 This hymn is here fitly reproduced entire: 
 
 O Thou, to whom in ancient time 
 
 The lyre of Hebrew bards was strung, 
 
 Whom kings adored in songs sublime, 
 
 And prophets praised with glowing tongue. 
 
 Not now on Zion's height alone 
 
 Thy favored worshipers may dwell. 
 Nor where at sultry noon Thy Son 
 
 Sat weary by the patriarch's well. 
 
 From every place below the skies 
 
 The grateful song, the fervent prayer, 
 
 The incense of the heart, may rise 
 
 To heaven, and find acceptance there. 
 
 To Thee shall age with snowy hair. 
 
 And strength and beauty bend the knee. 
 
 And childhood lisp with reverent air 
 Its praises and its prayers to Thee. 
 
 O Thou, to whom in ancient time 
 
 The lyre of prophet-bards was strung, 
 
 To Thee at last in every clime 
 
 Shall temples rise, and praise be sung. 
 
 After the hymn the commemorative address was given by 
 Dr. James M. Whiton, of the editorial staff of The Outlook. 
 
 ADDRESS 
 
 Citizens of Antrim : Most fitting it is that a commemorative 
 address on this hallowed and historic ground should be given 
 by no stranger, but by one closely linked vnth you in the past 
 on which you look back with reverence and public honor. 
 I own myself closely bound to you by the associations of many 
 years. Here my father was born. Hither was I brought by 
 my parents in infancy. Here during many summers in my 
 boyhood my grandfather taught me the names of all your hills, 
 and of all the trees in your woods. I drove the cows to and 
 from pasture like any Antrim boy, I worked the churn, weeded 
 the garden, turned the crank of the washing machine, and 
 sat with my grandmother in the big square pew at the foot 
 of the stairs that led up to the high pulpit. As a man I brought 
 
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my wife and children back to the old home summer after 
 summer, and we gathered dust from every road in town. 
 Permit these personal references. I make them only that you 
 may regard me as no stranger, but as an adopted, though not a 
 native, son of Antrim. 
 
 And now that a worshiping assembly after more than 
 seventy years has again met near yon ancient graves, the 
 words that press for first utterance are the words which 
 introduced the last discourse in the primitive house that once 
 stood here: "Our fathers worshiped in this mountain." With 
 these words of remembrance our grandparents were about 
 to quit the ground hallowed by the worship of but barely 
 more than a single generation. Returning hither after the 
 lapse of two generations more, we their grandchildren repeat 
 them with reverence, if possible, more profound, while we look 
 hence upon the near-by site to which they removed their 
 shrine, and where for nearly twice the time they had worshiped 
 on the summit continued to worship on its adjacent slope. 
 This ground is still "God's Acre," hallowed by the dust of 
 those whose assembly on this summit a century ago we have 
 gathered to commemorate. If it be as true as it is probable, 
 that the screen between the world of mortals and the world 
 of immortals — so opaque to sense — is transparent to spirit, 
 may we not think of unseen lookers-on who once prayed 
 here? May we not say with the poet, 
 
 "Still old affection hereward back is turning. 
 And whispering words to us of joy and peace. 
 And spiritual eyes are round us burning 
 With holier love as heavenly powers increase," 
 
 A hundred years ago this summer preparations were going 
 on for the inauguration of that permanently settled ministry 
 which, through only three successive pastorates, Antrim, more 
 fortunate than most towns, has since enjoyed for a century. 
 Repeated disappointment in calls declined had given place 
 to the gladness with which clear sunshine is hailed after a 
 week of cloud and rain. A throng was anticipated to attend 
 solemnities made especially attractive by the presence of 
 eminent preachers. One so concludes from the fact that the 
 Selectmen were instructed to see to the "proping" of the 
 meeting-house steps. The throng came, ' 'hundreds of stran- 
 
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gers," as well as of town-folk; and the population is said to 
 have been larger then than seventy-five years afterwards. 
 There was certainly room enough outside, if not in the meeting- 
 house and on its steps. There were hospitable dwellings also 
 near-by, long since removed, from whose big fire-places our 
 grandmothers used to gather coals for their tin footwarmers — 
 the only heating apparatus then available for wintry hours of 
 worship. The throng came, but not as I have seen throngs com- 
 ing to the old brick church, now gone like its predecessor here. 
 Carriages and light wagons were far scarcer then than auto- 
 mobiles now. The men who rode up this hill that day came 
 on horseback; the women, if not on horseback, behind them 
 on pillions, just as the young pastor's bride three months 
 later rode up from the South Village to her unfinished cottage 
 half a mile below this ground. 
 
 Our present interest centers in the nucleus of that assembly 
 — the four men who had attracted a gathering from Antrim 
 and the region round about such as had never before or since 
 till now been drawn together on this spot. 
 
 Then, as now, eminent preachers were sought for such 
 occasions, and sometimes from far. On that day Doctor 
 Samuel Austin, minister of the First Congregational Church 
 of Worcester, Mass., preached the ordination sermon. Most 
 of two days being then required for his seventy-mile journey, 
 it was practically the same as for a journey to-day from the 
 shore of Lake Michigan. Dr. Austin was for twenty-five 
 years a Congregational pastor in Worcester, and afterwards 
 president of the College of Vermont. Your pastor-elect had 
 studied theology under him, and therefore he came to assist 
 in his ordination. 
 
 As welcome as he, but no such stranger here, was the Rev. 
 William Morison, afterward Dr. Morison, appointed by Presby- 
 tery to give the charge both to the pastor-elect and to the 
 church and congregation. Mr. Morison was greatly beloved 
 here, as well as in your sister church of Londonderrry, where 
 his pastorate of thirty-five years ended only at his death. 
 His name is intimately linked with your history. As the 
 commissioner of Presbytery he had organized this church, and 
 in August, 1788, twenty years before the event we now com- 
 memorate, had here presided at the first celebration of the 
 Lord's Supper in Antrim. 
 
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Likewise a man of note was the Rev. Ephraim P. Bradford, 
 minister of your sister church in New Boston, who gave the 
 right hand of fellowship in the name of the Presbytery to 
 the pastor-elect. His pastorate of forty years in New Boston 
 continued till his death in 1846, when the service performed 
 here in 1808 was requited in the preaching of his funeral 
 sermon by Mr. Whiton. Younger than the two men already 
 named, he also attained distinction. During the celebrated 
 controversy (1815-1819) over the charter of Dartmouth 
 College he was one of a committee of three appointed by the 
 Legislature to investigate, and was subsequently among those 
 who were thought of as suitable candidates for the presidency 
 of the College. 
 
 The youngest of the four, the pastor-elect, was naturally 
 the focus of interest on that day, as now in its centennial 
 commemoration. John Milton Whiton was born at Winchen- 
 don, Massachusetts, in 1785, and graduated at Yale in 1805. 
 His ancestors had fought and suffered in defence of their 
 homes a century before in King Philip's bloody struggle to 
 exterminate the colonists. His father, Dr. Israel Whiton, 
 had begun his long medical career in Washington's army at 
 Boston and New York, and in the army hospital at Stamford, 
 Conn. He himself in 1810, when war with England seemed 
 imminent, was commissioned by Governor Langdon chaplain 
 of the twenty-sixth regiment of New Hampshire militia, in 
 which some Antrim men were enrolled. Originally intending 
 to follow his father's profession, he had abandoned it for the 
 Gospel ministry. It was before the day of theological semi- 
 naries in New England, but he had read theology under Dr. 
 Shurtleff of Hanover, and Dr. Austin of Worcester, and was 
 well qualified, according to the standard of that time, for the 
 charge he here assumed, declined in the preceding year, and 
 now accepted upon renewal of the call. His prior refusal was 
 doubtless due to consciousness of then incomplete preparation. 
 As he appeared before the council at the age of only twenty- 
 three, he is described as having "an earnest, youthful face, 
 with a crown of red hair." He too, as well as the men already 
 named, was to make his mark upon his time. 
 
 Many ministers are ambitious of city pastorates — perhaps 
 more often for educational advantages to their children than 
 for any other reason. But in view of the fact that the city 
 draws from the country the most adventurous and enterprising 
 
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of the farmer's boys, I doubt whether, in the long run, any 
 position is more influential than that of the rural pastor, who 
 distils into this ever flowing stream at its fountain head the 
 influences that foster moral worth and Christian character. 
 It could hardly be otherwise where, as in Antrim, the pastor 
 was chairman of the school committee for nearly forty years, 
 and the successive years and decades were continually adding 
 to the living epistle of a gracious and noble life. Justly did 
 Mr. A. H. Dunlap, of Nashua, a native of Antrim, say at the 
 centennial of this town in 1877 ; ' 'It is hardly possible to over- 
 estimate the good influences that proceed from such a man as 
 Dr. Whiton. His life and labors have been stamped upon the 
 people of this town and their institutions." His impress, 
 we should observe, was made upon many more than the num- 
 ber resident at any given date. From 1808 to 1852 this 
 number varied little from an average of 1250 souls. From 
 the settlement of the town to the close of his pastorate Dr. 
 Whiton estimated that between 4000 and 5000 persons had 
 for various periods made Antrim their home, of whom over 
 1000 had died, and 400 families had removed. Because of 
 such constant emigration this entire State had not doubled 
 in 1900 the poptdation it had in 1810. The church also, which 
 numbered 125 in 1808, numbered in 1852 no more than 153. 
 All who had dwelt here during the forty-four years of his 
 pastorate had felt in varying measure the influence of a life 
 which Professor Cyrus Baldwin, of Meriden, thus characterized 
 in 1877: ''His life was a gospel of peace to all who were 
 acquainted with him. His very presence would keep in 
 abeyance the most turbulent elements. He was respected 
 even to veneration by those who affected to disbelieve his 
 teachings." He was preeminently a peace-maker. Naturally, 
 he once said in heart to heart intimacy, his temper was hasty 
 and choleric, but he had labored to keep it under contol. 
 Some still survive who remember how this self-control was 
 reflected in his habit of speaking always in a mild while 
 earnest tone with measured, deliberate utterance, and with a 
 seriousness often lighted up with genial humor. Men there- 
 fore sought to him as a reconciler, and the churches of this 
 whole region felt his influence as such. Professor Baldwin 
 said; "Ecclesiastical bodies regarded it as an auspicious 
 omen in all questions of difficulty if the services of Dr. Whiton 
 eould be secured as moderator." 
 
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Such was the rare spirit which for nearly half a century 
 made Antrim Center a center of increasing light in this region 
 by its illustration of the good pastor, as Chaucer in the 
 15th century had depicted him: 
 
 "Cristes lore and his apostles twelve 
 He taughte, but first he folwed it himselve." 
 
 Yet this in such humility that on his dying bed he said to his 
 eldest son: "It is my desire that the habitual frame of my 
 spirit, in contrasting my work with my obligations, may be, 
 'God be merciful to me a sinner.' " 
 
 The effects resulting from what a man is can at best be but 
 inadequately reported in a statistical record of things done. 
 Yet these are not negligible. During Dr. Whiton's pastorate 
 435 persons were added to the church membership, mostly 
 on confession of faith — an average, if the more and the less 
 fruitful years are reckoned together, of about ten per year. 
 During this period he had eighty students under his care in 
 preparation either for the ministry, or for teaching, or for 
 admission to colleges. His pen was busy in authorship. I 
 found in the library of the British Museum a copy of his His- 
 tory of New Hampshire, published at Concord in 183:4. His 
 History of Antrim, in 1852, was dedicated to the citizens of 
 Antrim as a token of affection at the end of his pastorate. 
 The MS. of a history of his native town, Winchendon, left 
 unfinished at his death, was purchased by that town, and 
 incorporated with the published history by the Rev. A. P. 
 Marion. Beside these works he had begun a History of 
 Presbyterianism in New England. These scholarly additions 
 to the exacting routine of daily duties were accomplished 
 only by aid of the midnight oil, or candle, in the uninterrupted 
 hours while his family and neighbors were asleep. Such 
 activities spread their report themselves, and were honored 
 afar, when Princeton conferred upon your pastor in 1848 the 
 degree of doctor of divinity. 
 
 A burning and a shining light indeed, there was a less 
 conspicuous but equally effective hand on which it depended, 
 to which Mr. Dunlap, already quoted, bore witness at the town 
 centennial. "Mr. Whiton," said he, "had the rare good 
 fortune of having for wife a lady who was almost an exact 
 counterpart of himself in all those qualities that are lovely 
 and of good report." Abby Morris was born in 1783 at 
 
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Litchfield South Farms, now the town of Morris, Connecticut, 
 in the sixth generation from the first planters of New Haven. 
 Her father, James Morris, had served under Washington as a 
 captain in the Connecticut line at Germantown and Yorktown ; 
 had established the Morris Academy, and was one of the early 
 promoters of the American Board of Foreign Missions. Mar- 
 ried three weeks after her husband's ordination, her exchange 
 of Litchfield for Antrim — where there was not even a post- 
 office till 1 812 — was like the exchange which some missionary 
 brides to-day make in departing from a home of affluence and 
 culture for a station on the frontier of the newly settled North- 
 west. In her writing I find this record for December 5, 1808 ; 
 "I rode up to our house behind Mr. Whiton. Swept out 
 house with a hemlock broom. Slept on a bed on the floor, 
 where I could look out through crevices in the roof and see 
 the stars." The fine dresses she would have worn in Connecti- 
 cut she put aside as impossible in the Antrim of that day 
 amidst neighbors who wore homespun, and were prone to 
 imagine fine clothing the sign of uncongeniality. In this 
 neighborly spirit, and as a staunch helpmeet to her husband, 
 yet not without a few comic mishaps, she strove to naturalize 
 herself in a community far unlike that in which she had been 
 reared. She could have used the historic phrase, "I came, 
 I saw, I conquered." Says Mr. Dunlap: "Her amiable and 
 loving disposition attracted people toward her. She was the 
 acknowledged head of every good work among the ladies of 
 the parish. She did very much in her quiet way toward 
 staying up the hands of her husband, and making him the 
 honored instrument in the hands of God of conferring great 
 blessings upon this people." 
 
 From this account of the principal persons immediately 
 concerned with that day's proceedings our thoughts naturally 
 turn to those proceedings, especially to their interesting 
 differences from proceedings of the same sort to-day. 
 
 To-day such proceedings are exclusively in the hands of the 
 church. Then it was the town, which gave the call, voted 
 the salary, and appointed the committee to provide for the 
 ordination. Yet it was none the less the church and congrega- 
 tion. It was the same body, whether acting in a civil or in an 
 ecclesiastical affair. Church and State were one in the affairs 
 of Antrim, as in the land whence their Scotch ancestors had 
 come by way of Ireland. Time has changed all that. But 
 
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not while our fathers worshiped in this mountain. November 
 27, 1826, it was the town that voted discontinuance of the old 
 house and removal to the new; also that Mr. Whiton should 
 "preach an appropriate farewell sermon" in the old house in 
 the forenoon, and should "take possession" of the new house 
 in the afternoon. Not till ten years later did the town turn 
 over its responsibility for the pastor's salary to the church 
 and congregation. Certainly, the change was on the whole 
 for the better. 
 
 I hold in my hand a copy, yellowed by a hundred years, 
 of the sermon preached here by Dr. Austin in 1808 from 
 John XX. 21 : ' 'As my Father hath sent me, even so send I you," 
 unfolding this appropriate theme — ' ' The Gospel Minister 
 Commissioned by Christ." A fine specimen of the old style 
 Puritan sermon it is. First, the doctrine drawn from the 
 text is set fourth in eight propositions ; next comes ' 'the 
 improvement," enforcing five inferences from the preceding 
 discussion; lastly, a personal application of the whole to the 
 pastor-elect. Comprising upwards of 5200 words, it must 
 have consumed most of an hour in delivery. Masterly 
 according to the standards of that time, it no doubt served 
 elsewhere on similar occasions. 
 
 In thought as well as in form the contrast between that day 
 and this is conspicuous both in Dr. Austin's sermon, and in 
 Dr. Morison's following charge to the people. In place of 
 the old Calvinistic doctrine that mankind are by nature 
 "creatures infinitely loathsome" to God, as here stated — 
 a viper's brood, according to Calvin, has come Jesus' humane 
 thought of God's Fatherhood of all. In 1881 the once fa- 
 mous Trinitarian proof-text about the three heavenly wit- 
 nesses — "the Father, the Word, and the Holy Ghost" — was 
 cut out of its place (i John v. 7). It couldn't be found in any 
 manuscripts older than the eighth century, and so the Re- 
 visers of the New Testament expunged it, not even placing 
 a gravestone to its memory by a marginal note. So it is food 
 for thought to find this sermon attacking objectors to that 
 spurious text as ' 'ingenious and learned cavillers." We have 
 gotten bravely on since then in the studies which recover the 
 real Bible, in spite of those who even to-day, like the preacher 
 of that day, in fear of the possible facts denounce the scholars 
 who discover them. We have also largely discarded Dr. 
 Austin's conception of ministers of the gospel as "men of a 
 
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THE SECOND MEETING HOUSE. 
 
 A BRICK EDIFICE, 
 ERECTED 1826, REMOVED 189S-'96 
 
sacred order" — a conception peculiarto the sacerdotal churches, 
 and still cherished by some Protestants along with other rags 
 of Romanism. The New Testament regards all faithful 
 Christians — not the clergy only — as exercising a priestly 
 ofHce in the service of their fellow men. 
 
 But far deeper than these superficial contrasts in intellec- 
 tual form and thought which this old record presents is its 
 more vital character that can never become thus antiquated, — 
 its high religious ideal of Christian manhood, its emphasis on 
 the culture of character and conduct to the highest moral 
 excellence. The great intellectual changes wrought by time 
 demand insistence on the great unchanged obligation, to 
 make the new learning as subservient to the highest spiritual 
 interests as our fathers strove to make the old. 
 
 "Let knowledge grow from more to more, 
 But more of reverence in us dwell, 
 That mind and soul, according well. 
 May make one music as before, 
 But vaster.'' 
 
 As one scans the record now reviewed, its salient and 
 impressive feature is the intense solemnity of the entire pro- 
 ceedings, as if under the shadow of the ' 'awful responsibility" 
 that Mr. Bradford spoke of in giving the new pastor the 
 right hand of fellowship. The participants took note of 
 nothing outside of a limited group of Biblical texts; made no 
 allusion to any human experience and no quotation from any 
 literature other than the Biblical ; suffered no tinge of natural 
 humor or innocent fancy to light up the grey seriousness of 
 those two hours. A record in my possession, made by a 
 Connecticut justice of the peace in 1800, of $1.68 collected 
 from two youths "for a Breach of the Law in laughing in 
 Meeting during divine Service," curiously illustrates the spirit 
 of that time. Bunyan's Pilgrim's Progress is the classical 
 type of that exaggerated other-worldliness, inherited from the 
 Church of the middle ages, which regarded it as the Gospel 
 minister's office "to lead men to heaven," as Dr. Austin 
 expressed it, rather than, as we now read the New Testament, 
 to persuade men to bring heaven into this world by living the 
 eternal life to-day. Thus rigidly did the best men of that day 
 keep apart the sacred and the secular, as the best men of this 
 day do not. But we may be sure that the secular side came 
 to its full right at last, when those solemnities were followed 
 
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by the noonday feast which Antrim hospitality had provided 
 for all comers in a measure, we are told, considerably ex- 
 ceeding their appetites. It is on record that all houses in the 
 parish' for miles around were thrown open for hospitable 
 entertainment. A stranger could not pass through the town 
 without being politely compelled to enter somewhere. At- 
 tracted by the celebrity of the occasion many had come on 
 business errands to buy and sell. Booths were set up where 
 ardent spirits with other refreshments were vended. It was 
 the greatest day that Antrim as yet had seen, and had no 
 equal in the history of the town till the Centennial in 1877. 
 
 My grateful task is completed. As an adopted son of An- 
 trim, I have lovingly endeavored to recall the spirit and the 
 voices of honor in the past to honorable remembrance in the 
 present, to recreate the first great and memorable scene in 
 your history, to rekindle for one commemorative hour the 
 sacred flame that glowed on this mountain altar a century 
 ago. And now can I do better than to quote the prophetic 
 words with which that altar was removed in 1826 to its 
 adjacent site? In the "appropriate farewell sermon" which 
 the town had voted to request of its pastor at that removal 
 he expressed, I am sure, not only his own feelings, but those 
 of the entire town when he said : ' 'This spot consecrated by 
 so many sacred associations will long retain a peculiar interest. 
 Unborn generations will remember it as having once been 
 holy ground. Tradition will hand down something of its 
 history to those who shall live in this place after the very name 
 of each of us shall have been totally forgotten. Pointing to 
 this eminence they will say: There stood the first house of 
 prayer erected in this place; there our fathers worshiped; 
 in yonder burying-ground sleeps their dust; and though no 
 business may call the traveler here, yet a contemplative 
 spirit will invite now and then an individual in future genera- 
 tions to ascend this hill, to examine the mouldering monu- 
 ments of the dead, and to indulge imagination in recalling the 
 scenes of an age then past and gone." 
 
 To-day has this prophecy been notably fulfilled — not for 
 the last time, we are sure — and that in a degree far exceeding 
 the words of the self-effacing speaker. Does it not forcibly 
 appeal to you, men and women of Antrim, to resolve that it 
 shall continue to be fulfilled while Antrim stands? Not 
 
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merely on rare memorial days like this, but as often as the old 
 town attracts the feet of its distant children or of strangers. 
 It is a true saying that the spirit of a town is reflected in the 
 condition of its cemeteries. Our eyes to-day see proof that 
 the desolate neglect in which I long ago saw this hallowed 
 ground, which till 1828 was the town's only cemetery, will 
 never fall upon it in the future. Here lies the dust of those 
 to whose toil and privation in the early days the town owes 
 its existence. Here among many unmarked graves lie the 
 victims of the great plague of spotted fever in 181 2, when 
 forty died in two months, and three and four funeral processions 
 in one day ascended this hill. Here, too, for forty-one years 
 stood the shrine of that strenuous religion in which our an- 
 cestors labored and worshiped, lived and died. Well and 
 praiseworthy it is that the site of Antrim's first house of 
 worship has been marked, while yet the very few survive who 
 can identify it, by yon massive memorial stone with its in- 
 scription in enduring bronze. Can any commemoration of 
 this centennial anniversary be so worthful for you and your 
 posterity as earnest culture of that historic spirit to which 
 every memorial of an honorable past is precious ? This day's 
 observances, I am certain, have confirmed your purpose to 
 preserve forever in the comeliness and honor befitting God's 
 Acre this place of the forefathers' holy worship and mortal 
 rest. 
 
 After the address the National hymn, "My country, 't is 
 of thee," was sung, and the benediction by Dr. James M. 
 Whiton concluded the services. Some amateur photograph- 
 ing followed. The old burial ground adjacent attracted 
 some visitors, especially the grave of Mrs. Dorothy Whiton, 
 Dr. Whiton's mother, interred there in 1826, just before the 
 abandonment of the old Meeting-House. 
 
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EVENING 
 
 By request of the people at Antrim Center an evening ser- 
 vice was held in the Congregational church erected there since 
 the removal of the Presbyterian church to the South Village. 
 An audience gathered from all parts of the town filled the 
 house. The Rev. Orlando M. Lord, formerly the acting 
 pastor, presided, assisted by the Rev. Alba M. Markey, of the 
 Methodist Church. Miss Marion D. Paine and Miss Marie 
 L. Richards supplied the music, the former at the organ, the 
 latter with the violin. 
 
 The address by Dr. James M. Whiton was in continuation 
 of the thoughts suggested by the day. It was given without 
 notes, and no reporter was present. Only a summary outline 
 of it from fresh memory can therefore be given here: 
 
 After introductory remarks expressing the satisfaction with 
 which he congratulated Antrim Center on the erection of a 
 commodious and architecturally attractive edifice where there 
 still seemed to be need of a house of worship, the speaker 
 continued as follows : 
 
 1. An extraordinary expansion of the Republic has gone 
 forward during the century. The continent has been occu- 
 pied from the Alleghanies to the Pacific. Forty-six States 
 in 1908 look back upon the seventeen in 1808, and boast a 
 twelve-fold increase of population. The United States has 
 become a great world power in place of an infant nation 
 on the verge of its war with the mother country for com- 
 mercial independence. And this expansion has been not 
 only in extent, but quite as much in efficiency. How great 
 the change wrought by the industrial revolution, through 
 the advent of steam and electricity to multiply all productive 
 power, and to bring the four quarters of the globe into daily 
 touch with each other for a mutual benefit in which we are 
 rich participants! 
 
 2. Equally significant is the contemporaneous invigora- 
 tion of the primitive Christian interest in missionary enter- 
 prise. The century is notable for the spread of missionaries 
 from Western lands over the face of the earth, to fulfill the 
 great commission of Christ to "disciple all the nations." 
 
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The churches, schools, colleges, printing-presses, and hos- 
 pitals already planted throughout the non-Christian world 
 have expanded more like our own Republic than any thing 
 else in this century of memorable growths. As this ap- 
 plies a test to the National spirit, so does that test the 
 Christian spirit by the measure of responsiveness shown to 
 the demand upon it. 
 
 3. It is an interesting reflection that the event commemor- 
 ated to-day influenced the life of this town by the conjunction 
 of the same two elements whose cooperation largely shaped 
 the development of the Nation — the Scotch-Irish, and the 
 New England Puritan. Comparatively few of the Scotch- 
 Irish settled north of New York; the majority went south- 
 ward, and these contributed to the winning of National inde- 
 pendence a share which present-day historians reckon as of 
 equal importance with the part borne by New Englanders. 
 Here in Antrim we see the same combination — the young 
 pastor a representative of the Massachusetts Puritan, and 
 the people representative of the Scotch Covenanter — a com- 
 bination as congenial and as fruitful of good in its small field 
 as in the large. 
 
 4. The change in the mutual relation of church and town 
 since 1808, when the town meeting was practically also the 
 church meeting, has not been wholly for good, good and 
 necessary as it became when other churches arose. Losing 
 the former broad interest in the affairs of the community, the 
 several churches have everywhere tended toward the charac- 
 ter of clubs — that is, of organizations in the interest mainly 
 of their members. It can hardly be doubted that this has 
 been a loss to broadly social interests throughout the land. 
 It needs to be laid to heart by all Christian people, that the 
 church best serves itself which best serves the community. 
 Every social interest — good sanitation, good roads, good 
 schools, clean and unselfish politics, enforcement of law — 
 is an interest of the Kingdom of God, and is for the church 
 to care for. Many a church that is struggling to live needs 
 to see that only by manifesting a religious life broad enough 
 to include all social interests it can commend itself to the 
 sympathy of the whole community. 
 
 5. The men of 1808, whose utterances have been reviewed 
 to-day, supremely insisted on religious obligation to strive 
 for the moral excellence enjoined by Christ. This was also 
 
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the lesson inculcated by the life of the good pastor they 
 ordained here, and this is the life-long note of distinctively 
 Christian morality. Here we find the vital value of to-day's 
 commemoration. If what some say, that the churches have 
 lost the allegiance and leadership of the multitude, be true 
 at all, there is but one way to regain it — fidelity to Jesus' 
 demand for a dynamic moral life, passion for the progressive 
 righteousness that God requires. To rest content with con- 
 formity to the current imperfect standard of moral respect- 
 ability is the mark of the pagan and the Pharisee, of the 
 irreligious worldling and of the merely nominal Christian. 
 The mark of the real Christian is that he hungers and thirsts 
 after the righteousness of God both in private life and in 
 social law and usage, till Christ's work of salvation be com- 
 plete in the doing of God's will on earth as in heaven. The 
 roads of God all run up hill, and he who ceases to become 
 better ceases to be good. 
 
 A hymn was sung, the benediction was given by the Rev. 
 O. M. Lord, and about nine o'clock the services of this memo- 
 rable day came to an end. 
 
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DR. AND MRS. JOHN MILTON WHITON 
 
 FROM A DAGUERREOTYPE. SOMEWHAT WORN. 
 
FAMILY MEETING. 
 
 On Monday morning, August 1 7, a family meeting assembled 
 in the parlors of the Hon. Nathan C. Jameson, courteously 
 offered for convenient privacy. 
 
 Twenty-three of the eighty-four living members of Dr. 
 Whiton's family were in attendance upon the commemorative 
 services. They were: Mrs. Jennie Hartshorn Whiton, of 
 Concord, N.H., widow of Mr. John Milton Whiton, the youngest 
 child of Dr. Whiton; the Rev. Dr. James Morris Whiton, 
 Miss Mary Bartlett Whiton, of New York, and Howard Whi- 
 ton, of Brooklyn, a great-great-grandson; Mrs. Charlotte 
 Whiton Calkins, wife of Rev. Dr. Wolcott Calkins of Newton, 
 Mass., with Miss Mary Whiton Calkins, Professor in Wellesley 
 College, and Mr. Grosvenor Calkins, of Boston; Mr. John 
 Milton Whiton and Mrs. Adeline Prichard Whiton of Plain- 
 field, N. J.; the Rev. Dr. Charles H. Richards, of New York, 
 with Misses Helen, Dorothy, and Marie Louise Richards; 
 Mrs. Abbie Richards Woodbury, wife of Rev. Dr. Frank P. 
 Woodbury, Professor in Howard University, Washington, D. 
 C, with Miss Margaret Woodbury; Miss Mary Ella Duncan, 
 of New Rochelle, N. Y., Mrs. Katharine Duncan Paine, 
 widow of Mr. Edward S. Paine, with Miss Marion Duncan 
 Paine, and Mr. Horace Whiton Paine, of New York; Mrs. 
 Helen Whiton Woodworth, widow of Mr. Edward B. Wood- 
 worth, of Concord, N. H.,with Miss Helen Frances Woodworth; 
 Mrs. Abbie Morris Whiton Thompson, wife of Mr. Willis D. 
 Thompson, of Concord, N. H.; Miss Miriam Foster Choate, 
 of Greenwich, Conn.; and Miss Catherine Emily Smith, of 
 Boston. 
 
 Mr. John M. Whiton presided, and Mr. Grosvenor Calkins 
 served as Secretary. Informal discussion led up to unanimous 
 agreement in matters of common interest. 
 
 Provision was made for the perpetual care of Dr. Whiton's 
 lot in Maplewood Cemetery, Mr. John M. Whiton offering to 
 have it regraded and put in good condition for such care. 
 
 The members of Mrs. Calkins's family offered to care for 
 the grave in the old hill-top cemetery, where Dr. Whiton's 
 mother, Dorothy Crosby Whiton, was interred in 1826, and to 
 have the marble head-stone set in a substantial base. 
 
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The preparation of a printed record of the proceedings of 
 August 1 6th for the historical value of the same, and for 
 permanent preservation, was also determined. 
 
 Mrs. Katharine Duncan Paine read interesting extracts 
 from her grandmother Whiton's record, relating her early- 
 experiences in Antrim. For this see Appendix. 
 
 Dr. Richards read a letter of greeting from Mrs. Helen 
 Morris Richards Herrick of Constantinople, wife of the Rev. 
 Dr. George F. Herrick, missionary of the American Board in 
 Turkey since 1859, giving some reminiscences of her visits to 
 her grandparents. Extracts will be found in the Appendix. 
 
 Dr. James M. Whiton exhibited some manuscript sermons 
 from the old Antrim pulpit, reading a brief extract; also the 
 manuscript of an elaborate argument made by the Antrim 
 pastor against the repeal of the Missouri Compromise by the 
 Kansas-Nebraska Bill in 1854. Some choice specimens of 
 Dr. Whiton's sermons in manuscript have since been deposited 
 in the Antrim Library. 
 
 Other reminiscences, more or less fragmentary, were con- 
 tributed by several. 
 
 A genealogical table of the descendants of Dr. and Mrs. 
 Whiton had been prepared by Dr. Richards in anticipation 
 of the anniversary, and he now presented it for incorporation 
 into the record. It is given in the Appendix. 
 
 A resolution of thanks to the town of Antrim, the town 
 Committee, the Session of the Presbyterian Church, and to 
 Antrim friends was then unanimously adopted. For this see 
 Appendix. The sentiments of this formal resolution were also 
 expressed in personal notes to individuals by various members 
 of the family. 
 
 Prayer was then offered by Dr. James M. Whiton, the family 
 all standing, as was their grandfather's custom at the house- 
 hold altar, and all joining in the Lord's Prayer at the close. 
 The circle then joined hands and sang "Auld Lang Syne." 
 Adjourning, all repaired to the veranda of Maplehurst Inn, 
 where Mr. E. D. Putnam, of Antrim, photographed the 
 united households. 
 
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APPENDIX 
 
 THE CALL OF THE TOWN OF ANTRIM TO JOHN MILTON 
 WHITON TO BECOME THEIR MINISTER. 
 
 The Church and Congregation of the Town of Antrim being 
 on sufficient ground well satisfied with the Ministereal qualifi- 
 cations of you John Milton Whiton and having good hopes 
 from our past experiance of your labours that your Minis- 
 tration in the Gospel will be profitable to our spiritual Interest 
 — Do ernestly Call and invite you to take the Pastural charge 
 in this Church and Congregation promising you in the dis- 
 charge of your dutey all proper suport encouragement and 
 obediance in the LORD and that you may be free from wordly 
 cares and avocations We hereby promise and oblige ourselves 
 to pay the sum of four Hundred and fifty dollars in regular 
 Yearly payments during the time of your being and continuing 
 to be our regular stated pastor — Also five hundred dollars 
 settlement payable in eight months after Ordination Said sum 
 to be your own without reserve provided you continue to be 
 our stated pastor twenty years — should you be dismised from 
 your ministrad office in said Town within that time it is ex- 
 pected you will return or pay to the selectmen for the time 
 being twenty five dollars for each year you may be deficient 
 of Said term — except in the cases of sickness or death. 
 In testimony whereof we being a Committe appointed by 
 said Town to prepare sign and present this Call to you in 
 their behalf have hereunto respectively subscribed our names 
 this sixteenth day of June one Thousand eight hundred and 
 
 eight. 
 
 Isaac Cochran 
 Jon* Nesmith 
 James Wallace 
 
 James Hopkins 
 Isaac Baldwin 
 
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11. 
 
 LETTER OF DISMISSION TO THE CHURCH IN ANTRIM 
 GIVEN BY THE CHURCH IN WINCHENDON 
 TO JOHN M. WHITON. 
 
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 Church of Christ in Winchendon to the Church of 
 Christ in Antrim, Sendeth Greeting. Dearly Beloved. 
 
 Whereas our brother John M. Whiton a member 
 of this Church, and in regular and good standing, has ex- 
 pressed his desire to have his relation transferred to the 
 Presbyterian Church in Antrim: at a meeting of the Church 
 on the 2 2d inst. Voted unanimously to comply with his 
 request; and do recommend him as one who adorned his 
 christian profession while with us, to your holy fellowship and 
 communion. And upon his being received into your fellow- 
 ship, we shall consider him as dismissed from our watch and 
 care. Brethren, receive him in the Lord as becometh saints. 
 Hoping that you may long enjoy the faithful labours of 
 you.r Pastor elect to the conviction and conversion of sinners, 
 to the comfort and edification of saints and to the building 
 up of Zion, We wish grace mercy and peace to you through 
 our common Lord and Saviour — and asking a remembrance 
 in your prayer we subscribe ourselves your brethren in the 
 faith and fellowship of the gospel. 
 
 Levi Pilsberry, Pastor. 
 Winchendon Sept. 3d, 1808. 
 To the Moderator to be communicated. 
 
 in. 
 
 EXTRACTS PROM MRS. WHITON'S SKETCH OF HER LIFE. 
 
 ' 'My father, (James Morris, of Litchfield South Farms, now 
 the town of Morris, Connecticut] habitually attended Com- 
 mencement (at Yale) for the purpose of obtaining assistants 
 in his school. Mr. Whiton was obtained, for the year 1805, 
 and boarded in father's family. There our acquaintance 
 commenced. In Oct. 1808, the i8th of the month, we were 
 married in the morning, and set off for Antrim, accompanied 
 
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THE FAMILY HOME 
 
 THE L PORTION. NOW SLIGHTLY ALTERED IN ROOF AND PORCH. WAS THE COTTAGE 
 
 OCCUPIED IN 1808. 
 
 The main building, with side walls of brick, was erected four or five years LATE-P-' 
 
by father and mother, and three carriages filled with friends, 
 who rode with us about five miles, and then gave us the part- 
 ing hand. 
 
 ' 'At the close of the third day, we arrived at father Whiton's 
 in Winchendon. There we spent a week, and on Friday of the 
 second week we left in a chaise for Antrim, some inches of 
 snow having fallen Thursday night, yet not deemed sufficient 
 to start on a journey in a sleigh. The day was cold, the snow 
 flew, in short, it was a tempestuous day. We called and took 
 dinner at Dr. Payson's in Rindge, and being completely re- 
 freshed and warmed, we proceeded on our journey, and 
 arrived at Prescott's in East Jaffrey about sunset, having 
 travelled but eleven miles that day. The next day, the wind 
 had ceased, the weather milder, the snow wasting, and by the 
 time we reached Antrim, it was about all gone. The roads 
 were bad, unfit for a chaise; one hill in Peterboro where the 
 wheels passed over stones, and hardly seemed to touch the 
 ground. 
 
 "We reached Antrim before night. The first person to 
 whom I was introduced was good old Dea. Aiken, who was 
 standing at the brow of the hill near his house. He seemed 
 very glad to see his minister, and not unwilling to see me. 
 The South Village at that time was small, houses low, but 
 three or four two-storey houses in it. One of the number was 
 Esq. Hopkins', where Dow now lives. There we boarded six 
 weeks. Mrs. Hopkins was a lovely woman, to whom I be- 
 came much attached. She might well be considered one of 
 the salt of the earth. 
 
 "On the fifth of December, we went to our house, expecting 
 our goods from Winchendon. Found the workmen in it, and 
 the rooms full of shavings. The ground was bare, and very 
 much frozen. I rode up behind Mr. Whiton. Mrs. Hopkins 
 put us up provisions to last a day or two, which was quite a 
 help to us, as our goods did not arrive till the night of the 6th, 
 Hope, my negro girl, came on the load. It seemed as though 
 I never should have got settled without her help. Esq. 
 Hopkins accompanied us to our house, and unpacked my 
 crockery and things that came from Boston, and found about 
 five dollars' worth of crockery broken. Mrs. Hopkins, our 
 good hostess, had put up for us bread, butter, pork, etc., and 
 when night came, our goods had not arrived, but supper 
 must be got. 
 
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"I set out a new washform for a table, broiled some pork, 
 made a cup of tea, spread m.y table with the best I had, and 
 thus partook our first meal — not alone, however. A man 
 who had been at work getting the house ready for our recep- 
 tion took supper with us. At 9 o'clock we walked up to 
 Stephen Paige's and asked for lodging. They gave us a good 
 bed, and in the morning a good breakfast of fricasseed chicken. 
 I then took a hemlock broom, and went down to sweep my 
 house. At night our beds came, but not in sufficient season 
 to set up a bedstead. I fixed a bed on the floor for Mr. Wilder, 
 the teamster, and laid our bed on the floor in the chamber, 
 where I could look through the crevices in the roof and see 
 the stars. 
 
 ' 'I found people kind, and ready to minister to our wants 
 when we commenced house-keeping. They were a friendly 
 and intelligent people, warm in their friendship, and, it was 
 said, bitter in their prejudices. This I could not say from 
 experience, but my trials commenced. I was a minister's 
 wife, the first that had ever resided in the town. Of course, 
 I was a mark to be shot at. Every minute action was noticed 
 and remarked upon. Some thought I was too dressy : I wore 
 white, and prints, while the dress of my neighbors was of 
 home manufacture. One remarked, I ' 'was a mighty lady, 
 but she would'nt knuckle" to me. However, I had my share 
 of comfort and respect, and by keeping a straight forward 
 course, endeavoring to treat all with courtesy, left a great 
 many friends when we left Antrim. Having spent the 
 greater part of my life there, that town is dearer to me than 
 any other, and I there expect to find, ere long, my last resting 
 place." 
 
 IV. 
 
 FROM MRS. HELEN MORRIS RICHARDS HERRICK 
 
 "Warm greetings from the foreign member of the clan, 
 whose home has been, for nearly half of the century under 
 review, in Turkey. 
 
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"It would indeed be a rare privilege to meet you face to 
 face to-day, on the very spot where our devoted ancestor began 
 his long and faithful ministry, covering a period of fifty years, 
 with the beloved life-companion who shared not only in the 
 strenuous toil and privations of those early years of pioneer 
 work, in that scattered parish, but who was preeminently 
 a home-maker, the ever self-sacrificing and loving wife and 
 mother, beautifying the simple, modest home by her rare 
 wisdom and tact, her unwearied industry, her ability to make 
 out of most slender materials the tasteful and comfortable 
 abode of a happy and united household, where love reigned. 
 Here grew up and passed out to useful and happy homes of 
 their own their six children; here, too, was freely dispensed 
 during all those years a most gracious hospitality, such as 
 is not demanded of the minister's family in our day. 
 
 Among the earliest of my purely personal memories of that 
 dearly loved home in Antrim, is that of a pilgrimage thither, 
 with my mother and a baby brother, when I was only eight 
 years old. We went by stage, a great event in my young 
 life, and the visit was made memorable for me by my first(?) 
 sight of a "real live" foreign missionary, Mrs. Spalding,* 
 who with her husband was one of the pioneer workers in 
 Ceylon, and spent a long and useful life there. Meeting me 
 in my grandmother Whiton's parlor, she selected me to 
 illustrate the method of native dress in that distant island, 
 and proceeded to envelop me in many folds of unbleached 
 cotton cloth, until I felt myself transformed into an Indian 
 girl, and it was a proud moment to me to serve as model to 
 the venerable lady who, as I have since had reason to believe, 
 sowed the first seeds in my infant mind of a long, long in- 
 terest in foreign missions. 
 
 ' 'Dear Grandfather Whiton! We who knew him can never 
 forget the broad forehead and genial face — clean shaven — 
 the kindly blue eyes which looked out from under the shaggy 
 eyebrows, the firm mouth which was strong in repose, and was 
 kind and pleasant in every utterance, whether of admonition, 
 of wisdom, or of sympathy. His words, in private and in 
 public, were the expression of a large and loving charity. 
 With all his rare and sanctified common sense, he had a genuine 
 
 *Mrs. Spalding was then visiting her Antrim home on furlough from 
 her foreign field. Her maiden name, Mary Christie, was given by 
 Mrs. Whiton to her youngest daughter. 
 
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and ready wit, and sense of humor, which every one of his 
 children inherited. 
 
 "Dear Grandmother Whiton! What an example she was 
 to her kindred and friends, of quiet endurance in bearing 
 the burdens of life with a modicum of strength, even to ex- 
 treme old age! Meeting the sorrows and misfortunes of life 
 with a fortitude born of her faith in God's love, she seemed to 
 breathe an atmosphere of serenity and peace not of this world, 
 and from my last meeting with her in 1861, before I sailed 
 for Turkey, I carried with me a lasting impression of the 
 sweetness and patience of her dear face. 
 
 ' 'And now, may God grant to each one of us who remain a 
 large portion of their spirit of faithful continuance in well- 
 doing, and a joj^ul reunion with them when he shall call 
 us home." 
 
 V. 
 
 ACKNOWLEDGMENTS. 
 
 New York, August 20, 1908. 
 Morris E. Nay, Esq., Town Clerk. 
 
 Antrim, N. H. 
 Dear Sir: 
 
 At the Whiton family re-union, I was directed to 
 send you a copy of the following resolution : 
 
 ' 'The descendants of Rev. John M. Whiton, in family meet- 
 ing assembled in Antrim, August 17th, 1908, wish to express 
 their cordial thanks to the Town of Antrim, to the Town 
 Committee, to the Session of the Presbyterian Church, and 
 to the friends in Antrim for their warm welcome to the Whiton 
 family, and for the generous hospitality extended." 
 
 In sending to the town a copy of this resolution, will you 
 also allow me to express my personal appreciation of the 
 welcome extended to us in Antrim. We were, many of us, 
 brought up in New Hampshire: in Plymouth, Meriden, Con- 
 cord and Antrim, and as we saw again the mountains of the 
 old Granite State, we felt we were coming home. The warmth 
 of your welcome extended to us, both officially and personally, 
 has made it seem doubly so, the pleasant memory of which 
 will long remain. 
 
 With the best wishes, I am, 
 
 Very sincerely yours, 
 
 (signed) John M. Whiton. 
 
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VI 
 
 GENEALOGICAL RECORD. 
 
 *Rev. John Milton Whiton, D. D., son of *Dr. Israel Whiton of Win- 
 chendon, Mass., married *Abby Morris, daughter of ♦Cap- 
 tain James Morris of Litchfield, Conn., October i8, 1808: res- 
 idence, Antrim, N. H. 
 
 Their children: 
 I. *James Morris, *Elizabeth Dorothy, *Helen Dorothy, *Abby 
 Morris, *Mary Christie, and *John Milton, Jr. 
 
 I. *James Morris Whiton, A. M., married *Mary ElizabethKnowlton : 
 
 residence, Boston, Mass. 
 Their children: 
 
 II. James Morris, Mary Elizabeth, Charlotte Grosvenor, *Lucy Well- 
 
 ington, John Milton, *Miriam Blagden, *Grace Richards. 
 II. Rev. James Morris Whiton, Ph. D., married Mary Eliza Bartlett : 
 
 residence. New York. 
 Their children: 
 
 III. *James Morris, Mary Bartlett, James Bartlett, Helen Isabel. 
 II. Mary Elizabeth Whiton married *Charles Francis Washburn: 
 
 residence, Worcester, Mass. 
 Their children: 
 
 III. Charles GrinfiU, *James Morris Whiton, *Philip, Miriam, 
 Robert Morris, Henry Bradford, Reginald, Arthur. 
 
 II. Charlotte Grosvenor Whiton married Rev.Wolcott Calkins, D. D. : 
 
 residence, Newton, Mass. 
 Their children: 
 
 III. Mary Whiton, *Maud, Leighton, Raymond, Grosvenor. 
 II. John Milton Whiton married (i) *Mary Eliza Bond: residence, 
 
 Plainfield, N. J. 
 Their children: 
 
 III. Nella Bond, Mary Knowlton. 
 
 Married (2) Adeline Prichard Newton. 
 II. *Miriam Blagden Whiton married Henry Beach Opdyke: resi- 
 dence. New York. 
 Their children: 
 
 III. Henry, Howard, Agnes. 
 II. *Grace Richards Whiton married Rev. Washington Choate, D.D . : 
 
 residence. New York. 
 Their children: 
 
 III. Miriam Foster, *Margaret Knowlton, Helen Ashurst. 
 
 III. James Bartlett Whiton married Eleanor Howard: residence , 
 
 Brooklyn, N. Y. 
 
 * Deceased. 
 
 I. Children of Rev, Dr. John M. and Abby Morris Whiton. 
 
 II. Grandchildren of Rev. Dr. John M. and Abby Morris Whiton. 
 
 III. Great-grandchildren of Rev. Dr. JohnM. andAbby Morris Whiton 
 
 IV. Great-great-grandchildren of Rev. Dr. John M. and Abby Morris 
 
 Whiton. 
 
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Their children: 
 
 IV. Howard, James Bartlett, Jr. 
 III. Hon. Charles Grinfill Washburn married Caroline Slater: resi- 
 dence, Worcester, Mass. 
 Their children: 
 
 IV. *Elizabeth, Slater, *Charles Francis, Philip, Esther. 
 III. Rev. Philip Washburn married Miriam Storrs: residence, 
 
 Colorado Springs, Col. 
 Their children : 
 
 IV. *Mary, Miriam Storrs, Ruth Wendell, Eleanor Phillips, ♦Mar- 
 garet. 
 III. Rev. Henry Bradford Washburn married Edith Hall Colgate: 
 
 residence, Cambridge, Mass. 
 III. Reginald Washburn married Dorcas Bradford: residence, 
 
 Worcester, Mass. 
 Their children: 
 
 IV. Dorcas, Phoebe. 
 III. Leighton Calkins married Nella Bond Whiten: residence, 
 
 Plain&eld, N. J. 
 Their children : 
 
 IV. Wolcott, *Mary Bond, Dorothy. 
 III. Rev. Raymond Calkins, D. D., married Emily Blackwell La- 
 
 throp: residence, Portland, Me. 
 III. Mary Knowlton Whiton married James Abbott Hutchinson: 
 
 residence, Lynn, Mass. 
 Their children: 
 
 IV. James Abbott, Jr., John Milton. 
 
 I. *Elizabeth Dorothy Whiton married *Rev. Josiah Ballard: resi- 
 dence, New Ipswich, N. H., Plympton and Carlisle, Mass. 
 Their children : 
 II. Edward Otis, *Catherine Elizabeth. 
 
 II. Edward Otis Ballard married (i) *Lauretta Sophia Thayer Yates : 
 residence, New York. 
 Their children: 
 
 III. *Herbert Edward, *Clarence Eugene, Ettie Elizabeth. 
 Married (2) Katherine Agnes McConnellogue. 
 II. *Catherine Elizabeth Ballard married *Emory Bottsford Smith : 
 residence, Boston, Mass. 
 Their children: 
 
 III. Walton Ballard, Bertha Leland, *Ethel, Catherine Emily. 
 III. Ettie Elizabeth Ballard married Eddy Benjamin Swett, M. D. : 
 
 residence, Grasmere, N. H. 
 Their children: 
 
 IV. Lauretta Lucy, Benjamin Donald, Dorothy Ballard, Mar- 
 garet Agnes, Mary Elizabeth. 
 
 III. Walton Ballard Smith married Edith HofEnagle: residence, 
 Attleboro, Mass. 
 
 Their children: 
 
 IV. Lila Melinda, Catherine Lucy, *John Emory, Kenneth Max- 
 well. 
 
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III. Bertha Leland Smith married Carl Smith: residence, Attleboro, 
 
 Mass. 
 
 I. *Helen Dorothy Whiton married *Cyrus S. Richards, LL. D. : 
 residence, Meriden, N. H. 
 Their children: 
 II. Helen Morris, Charles Herbert, Abbie Louise, *James Morris, 
 
 ♦Frederick Whiton, William Evarts. 
 II. Helen Morris Richards married Rev. George P. Herrick, D. D,: 
 
 residence, Constantinople, Turkey. 
 Their children: 
 
 III. Frederick Morris, *George Richards, Marion Tyler, *Helen 
 Whiton, * Abbie Stephenson. 
 II. Rev. Charles Herbert Richards, D. D., married Marie McCall 
 Miner: residence, Montclair, N. J. 
 Their children: 
 
 III. Paul Stanley, *Charles Miner, Helen Dorothy, Marie Louise. 
 *Mildred Whiton, Gladys Lyman. 
 II. Abbie Louise Richards married Rev. Frank P. Woodbury, D. D. : 
 
 residence, Washington, D. C. 
 Their children: 
 
 III. *Clara,*Helen, Alice, *Frank Richards, Abbie, Mary, Margaret. 
 II. William Evarts Richards, residence, New York, married (i) *Ella 
 
 Barnes, (2) Josephine G. Mcllvaine. 
 Child of W. E. and Josephine G. Richards: 
 
 III. Percival Cecil Evarts. 
 
 III. *Clara Woodbury married William R. Holbrook: residence, 
 
 Minneapolis, Minn. 
 Their cHld: 
 
 IV. *Clara Alison. 
 III. Abbie Woodbury married Dr. John Langdon Hawes: residence, 
 
 New York. 
 Their children: 
 
 IV. John Langdon, Jr., Francis Woodbury. 
 
 III. Alice Woodbury married Rossiter Howard: residence, Paris, 
 
 France. 
 Their child : 
 
 IV. EUzabeth. 
 
 I. *Abby Morris Whiton married *Charles P. Whittemore: residence, 
 
 Bennington, N. H. 
 I. *Mary Christie Whiton married (i) *George Christie Duncan: 
 residence, Antrim, N. H. 
 Their children: 
 11. Mary Ella, Katharine Allen, *George Milton. 
 
 Married (2) *John Milton Taylor. 
 II. Katharine Allen Duncan married *Edward S. Paine: residence, 
 
 Boston, Mass. 
 Their children: 
 
 III. Marion Duncan, Elizabeth Everts, Horace Whiton. 
 
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III. Elizabeth Everts Paine married Frederick L. Collins : residence. 
 
 New Rochelle, N. Y. 
 Their child: 
 
 IV. Barbara. 
 
 I. *John Milton Whiton, Jr., married (i) *Fidelia Wilson: residence. 
 Warren and Stoddard, N. H., Boston, Mass., and Moodus, Conn. 
 Their children : 
 II. *Henry Albin, *John Milton, Helen Maria, *Frank H., Mary- 
 Fidelia. 
 
 Married (2) *Mary Jane Hartshorn. 
 Their children: 
 II. *George Morris, Abbie Morris. 
 
 II. *John Milton Whiton, Jr., married *Carrie S. Bradley: residence, 
 Seattle, Wash. 
 Their child: 
 
 III. Morris. 
 
 II. Helen Maria Whiton married *Edward Baker Woodworth: resi- 
 dence, Concord, N. H. 
 Their children: 
 
 III. John Whiton, Helen Frances. 
 
 II. Abbie Morris Whiton married Willis Duer Thompson : residence. 
 
 Concord, N. H. 
 Their children: 
 
 III. Raymond Whiton, Willis Duer, Jr. 
 
 III. Morris Whiton married Norah C. Gmlliford: residence, Seattle, 
 
 Wash. 
 
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