5 10 64 https://omekaclassic1.nhlibraries.org/files/original/5700492d928b4a39fadbff303dda0bcc.pdf 004341f3ad9b3ac9409856faa7d14d98 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource The New Hampshire Troubadour Subject The topic of the resource Troubadour Description An account of the resource The New Hampshire Troubadour was a publication of the State of New Hampshire's State Planning and Development Commission in Concord, NH from 1931-1950s. Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource The State of New Hampshire Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available The State of New Hampshire Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1930s-1950s Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource NHSL Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource State of New Hampshire Troubadour PDF files of the Troubadour OCR OCR of the Troubadour The Christmas Number of the New Hampshire Troubadour Christmas Greetings from Governor Winant To ALL my fellow members of that cheerful company, the read- ers of The New Hampshire Troubadour, Christmas Greetings! At this season, every day sees carloads of Christmas greens shipped from New Hamp- shire hills to our great cities, there to typify the holiday spirit. And so The Troubadour carries each month to dwellers in those cities, and to many of our home folks as well, a genial, helpful, wise, and witty message of appreciation for the New Hampshire of to- day and of inspiration for the New Hampshire of tomorrow. Christmas Greetings from Governor VVinant John G. Winant The New Hampshire Troubadour comes to you every month, singing the praises of New Hampshire, a state whose beauty and opportunities may tempt you to come and share those good things that make life here so delightful. It is sent to you by the New Hampshire State Development Commission, Donald D. Tuttle, Executive Secretary, Concord, N. H. VOL. 1 Edited by Thomas Dreier DECEMBER, 1931 Christmas All the Year NO. 9 THE days before Christmas are the happiest of the year for most youngsters. This is because of their attitude of expectancy. They are half-pleased and half-tormented by a delicious uncertainty. Some- thing is coming that will make them happy. That much they know. But what? There is the mystery. It is this Christmas attitude of the child that even we grown-ups should try to keep all through the year. We know that when we plunge into the days in expectation of great things we feel a rare happiness. There is an aura around us that com- municates itself even to our surroundings and to those with whom we come in contact. The happiness we think is hidden inside us shows itself. There is a new note in our voice, an eager look in our eyes. The New Hampshire Troubadour To those that expect shall be given. They are rewarded for their belief in the divinity of desire. They know that the supply of good is unlimited and that all they need to do is to get in tune. It is the receptive person to whom the world gives its choicest treasures. The conqueror may have his great moments, but his pleasure is coarse compared with that of the person who is given things because they belong to him by rights which no conqueror understands. The receptive person is not merely acquiescent. lie is not negative or indifferent. His eager ex- pectancy, liner than a demand, makes a magnet that draws to him what he needs for his work. For that is all he asks. Mere accumulations of things, even beautiful and precious things, make no appeal to him. All he takes is what will help him express himself more completely in service. The eagerly receptive person never loses the spirit that makes Christmas what it is. Santa Claus comes every day to him. or nearly every day. The unexpectedness of his coming and going is what makes life such a happy adventure. Expect Good Fortune and the guest for whom you prepare will come and live with you. The White Mountain National Forest covers an ana of 522,000 acres. The New Hampshire Troubadour Photo hy George F. Slade Midwinter magic. Here fairies have been at work. Or were they merely playing with diamonds which they left clinging to trees and shrubs when they dropped off to sleep, to lilt music of the eager young brook which is hurrying along carrying messages from the hills to the sea? Pleasures in Contact With Earth THESE is something about life in the country that satisfies the natural man. Love of the soil is part of our inheritance. Although we live in an in- dustrial civilization, we really are children of a civilization that was purely agricultural. The New Hampshire Troubadour Bertrand Russell says he saw a boy two years old who had been brought up in London taken out for the first time to walk in green country. The season was winter and everything was wet and muddy. To the adult eye there was nothing to cause delight, but in the boy there sprang up a strange ecstasy. He knelt on the wet ground, put his face in the grass, and gave utterance to half-inarticulate cries of delight. Mr. Russell goes on to say that many pleasures, of which we may take gambling as a good example, have in them no element of this contact with earth. Such pleasures, in the instant when they cease, leave a man feeling dusty and dissatisfied, hungry for he knows not what. "The special kind of boredom," says Air. Russell, "from which modern urban populations suffer, is intimately bound up with their separation from the life of earth. It makes life hot and dusty and thirsty, like a pilgrimage in the desert. Among those who are rich enough to choose their way of life, the particular brand of unendurable boredom from which they suffer is due, paradoxical as this may seem, to their fear of boredom. In flying from the fructifying kind of boredom they fall a prey to the other, far- worse kind. A happy life must be, to a great extent, a quiet life, for it is only in an atmosphere of quiet that true joy can live." The New Hampshire Troubadour It's because an ever-increasing number of men and women are discovering this truth for themselves that they are seeking homes in the country. To many of them gardening yields infinitely greater joy than golf ever did or ever could. The amusements of the city night clubs seem cheap and tawdry in comparison with an evening in the country when the neighbors drop in for a friendly visit. r. Here are the dogs and men as they looked when they were training at Wonalancet N. H., for the South Pole Expedition. There are other dogs now at Wonalancet, dogs that you will want for your very envn if you go there to be tempted. Photo by Warren Boyer J5 The Matterhorn of the White Mountains is Mount Chocorua. What an appetite comes to the city man or woman who follows the winter trails up the heights! A week's vaeation in winter in the White Mountains will send you back to the city with new strength for the rest ot the winter's work. What Is High Standard Living? WE are told that we must not lower our stand- ard of living. Just what does that mean? Some tell us that we go down the scale when our smaller income compels us to give up our extra car and try to be content with one. Others weep Page 8 The New Hampshire Troubadour Photo by George Slade TM because lower income means fewer night clubs or no betting at all on the golf course. What makes a man feel rich? Do material pos- sessions alone give him that feeling? Then all millionaires ought to be bubbling over with happi- ness. Yet in the old story it was the shirtless man who was the only truly happy man in the kingdom. Apparently happiness is connected in some way or other with what we think and feel. Our intellect and our emotions are of more importance than some of us realize. How have I lowered my living standard when I substitute running the lawn mower or cutting brush for golf? Does the rider in the automobile see more and enjoy more than the person who walks? That is admittedly a debatable question. A hundred dollars invested in books or a course of study may enrich one far more than a million invested in a yacht. Our money income is important, of course, but too often its importance is exaggerated. A woman committed suicide because her husband's income dropped down to where it permitted the use of a Ford but denied the continuance of the sixteen- cylinder Cadillac. That woman's appreciation of true values was warped. India's great leader is demonstrating that material wealth and world influence do not necessarily go together. A rich life The New Hampshire Troubadour Page 9 Photo by Walter R. Merrimar In the twinkling of an eye, a bobsled can turn solemn oldsters into joyous, shouting youngsters. Now, think of the joys of a sleigh ride on a sunny afternoon or on a moonlight night. Can't you hear the snow crunching under the runners? Here is one happy group at Pecketts' on Sugar Hill. may have nothing whatever to do with rich foods, rich clothes, or material luxury. Rich living is the result of entertaining rich thoughts and emotions. From Mount Washington to California A woman from California, according to James Langley, searched about last summer on the top of Mount Washington for a rock to be taken across the The New Hampshire Troubadour continent for her rock garden. "The particular merit of the stone on the mountain sides," says Mr. Langley, "is its discoloration by time and by the accumulation of moss or other animal or vegetable growths until its surface of beautiful dull grey has become spotted with an entrancing mixture of rich shades of green." Mr. Langley, who is editor of The Concord Monitor, tells us that Mount Washing- ton's alpine flowers are also in much demand by- rock gardeners. Thank God for Quiet Things WHEN the holiday season of the year comes with its uncounted liberated desires which find expression in generosity and neighborliness, we ought to pause and think about those things that during the past year have contributed most to our happiness and contentment of spirit. Most of us discover that we find our greatest joy in simple things. It may have been no more than the fleeting smile of some well-beloved, the gurgling laughter of a baby, the sight of the stars at night, moonlight seen through pine trees, a garden of old-fashioned flowers, the clasp of a friend's hand, a letter that came to us when we were in trouble, or a kindly- emotion aroused by the thought of some one to whom we wished to do good. The New Hampshire Troubadour Perhaps it would be well for each of us during this holiday season, when we may be tempted to think that only gifts suggestive of lavish spending count, to read these verses by Winifred Savage Wilson: Thank God for quiet things! The little brook below the hill Where browsing cattle drink their fill, The (lancing shadows on the ground That pirouette without a sound, This old, gray stile whereon I rest That countless simple feet have pressed, The fields that stretch away, away To meet the sky-line, soft and gray. Thank 1 aid for quiet things! The placid moon that conies at night To clothe my little world in while, As there I walk the old brick way Where flowers their modest faces lay. Then I rejoice to think of Him Who walked the lanes of Galilee, And, in the seamless garment dressed, Brought solace (or the world's unrest. Be mine the peace his promise brings. Oh! 1 thank God for quiet things! tt-fa) Those of us who lead double lives, spending half our time in the city and half in the country, are like the child who, as Charles S. Brooks describes him, /''ire /-' Tin- New Hampshire Troubadour "stands on the rim of magic, one foot in fairyland; and, like a tree that stands above a sunlit pool, he questions which sky is his reality." There are actually two hotels on the top of Mt. Wash- ington, the Summit House and the Tip-Top House. Here is the place to go to watch the sun rise and also to watch f it set. The Sunday morning winter excursion trains of lli? Hoston &' Maine Railroad tarry hundreds of skiiers and snow slitters from Boston and way stations to the hills an.I woods of New Ha mo- shire. More than a thou- sand men. women, and children enjoy these ex- cursions Sunday after Sunday. Photo by Warren Boyef Our Front Cover When you climb up from Pinkham Notch through Tuckerman's Ravine, where yon look down upon Hermit Lake or over the tops of the trees to Boott Spur, you'll feel like kneeling down and giving thanks for snow-covered moun- tains. At your right is the famous Head Wall of Tuckerman's, up which so many eager men and women climb laboriously to reach the top of the king of them all, Mount Washington. Photo bv Harold I. Orne. Archaeological research tells us that The Weirs was the Great Meeting Place of the early Amer- ican Indians, and the largest settlement in New England. Now it is a popular summer resort. The old-time redskins have given way to the brown-skinned bathing beauties. For the purpose of raising money to make themselves more attractive, Salmon Falls and South Berwick, separated only by the Salmon Falls River, held a community auction last summer. Articles auctioned were donated. Each donor was paid a small percentage of the selling price of the article. The money is to be used in beautifying the roadsides at the entrance to the towns. Every year more of our towns are interesting themselves in the work of beautification. Stewart Bosson has a birch bark canoe made by the Indians. Its true history has not been entirely learned, but it is known that among its users have been the poet, John Greenleaf Whittier, and that distinguished educator, Dr. Charles William Eliot. Imagine the joy of its present owner in this canoe that links the old with the new. Next season there probably will be few places in New Hampshire more beautiful than the Neidner estate, near Hillsboro. You will understand why it is called Rosewald Farm when you see the thousands of rose bushes. Beauti- ful stone walls have been built and outside of them roses have been planted. Eventually this will be one of the finest show places in western New Hampshire. John Pearson just came in to talk enthusiastically of the museum that Ira H. Morse has built at Warren, here is a rare collection of mounted animals and trophies collected in the African jungle The New Hampshire Troubadour during 1626 and 1027. There are also curios from India, China and Japan. This is another splendid gift to the state — a companion to the Libby Museum on the shore road between Wolfeboro and Melvin Village. Mr. Morse and Dr. Libby deserve the thanks of all of us. In the White Mountain district are 86 mountain peaks, 13 of which are over 3,000 feet above sea level and 11 of which are over 5,000 feet high. Here are 600 miles of moun- tain trails, more than 500 lakes, 53 camps for boys and 33 for girls, 62 golf courses, hundreds of miles of paved automobile roads, trout streams everywhere, and almost any kind of country pleasure you care to find. The big living room of the Summit House, on the top of Mt. Washington, is 102 by 37 feet, with beamed ceilings and a big open fireplace. There's room for 80 guests in the dining room, and rooms upstairs, with twin beds, accommodate 22 guests. Of course there are also electric lights and hot and cold water. The Gift He Liked WHAT a human note was struck by the poet who wrote this verse: "What a lovely lot of pretty things!" Mary turned to thank the kneeling Kings. And then to Him; "See what they have for you: Spices and myrrh and silks all gold and blue. And see this sparkling stone!" He hid His head Against a little woolly lamb instead. The New Hampshire Troubadour Christmas By FRANK H. SWEET Ho! ho! thrice ho! for the mistletoe, Ho! for the Christmas holly; And ho! for the merry boys and girls Who make the day so jolly. And ho! for the deep, new-fallen snow, For the lace-work on each tree, And ho! for the joyous Christmas bells That ring so merrily. Ho! ho! thrice ho! for the tire's warm glow. For the mirth and the cheer within; And ho! for the tender, thoughtful hearts, And the children's merry din. Ho! ho! for the strong and loving girls. For the manly, tender boys, And ho! thrice ho! for the coming home To share in the Christmas joys. RUMFORD PRESS CONCORD. N H. 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Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource The State of New Hampshire Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available The State of New Hampshire Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1930s-1950s Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource NHSL Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource State of New Hampshire Troubadour PDF files of the Troubadour OCR OCR of the Troubadour December 1948 The New Hampshire Troubadour COMES TO YOU EVERY MONTH SINGING THE PRAISES OF NEW HAMPSHIRE, A STATE WHOSE BEAUTY' AND OPPORTUNITIES SHOULD TEMPT YOU TO COME AND SHARE THOSE GOOD THINGS THAT MAKE. LITE HERE SO DELIGHTFUL. IT IS SENT TO YOU BY' THE STATE PLANNING AND DEVELOPMENT COMMISSION AT CONCORD, NEW HAMPSHIRE. FIFTY CENTS A YEAR ANDREW McC. HEATH, Editor December, 1948 SNOWFALL by Annie Balcomb Wheeler All day thick clouds - widespreading wings Have hovered low above the cove. The feel of snow is in the air, The scent of it. A torn limb swings And frets out in the maple grove Where silence like unspoken prayer Is felt. The shrill and chiding note Of the jay is still. Among the brown Bare twigs two chickadees recite Their little piece, thin and remote. Oh look! the Hakes are sifting down The storm is coming with the night. These love the snow: old cellar-holes, And houses watching, hollow-eyed, Down silent roads that lead afar. How like they are to proud old souls Who pray for kindly death to hide Their loneliness, each wound and scar. Footpaths and Pavements New Hampshire Troubadour VOLUME XVIII BEAUTY ON WHITE HILLS by Haydn S. Pearson Now is close the heart of winter. It is the time of low twelve on the land and Earth's pulse is slow and faint. Beneath ice and snow, brooks creep slowly down to the sea and the thin murmuring of the waters is muted music in the air. A brooding spirit rests on the Northland and the beauty on white hills touches a chord in him who is sensitive to the loveliness of the season. I here are days of brilliant sunshine when the slanting rays pick myriads of jewels from the snow-covered land. The sun rises late and circles low in a pale blue sky. Sometimes shaggy flocks of clouds graze slowly along the trails overhead, reminding one of September's clouds and sky. there are many shades of colors in the snow : purples, violets, blues, red and grays. Where snow has drifted into rhythmic ripples one thinks of small wavelets on northern lakes on an autumn day wavelets moving toward narrow banks of white sandy beaches and jutting granite aims. A sun-bright day in late December paints a picture of heart-lifting beauty. There are also moody gray days that have a distinctive, quiet appeal. The Storm King may lie massing his legions. The weather has inn its regular cycle of cumulus, cirrus and stratus clouds and now heavy gray nimbus shades are lowered over the countryside. There is an intense, hushed expectancy as Earth wails for the first Casual Hakes to come meandering downward to deepen its protect- ing blanket. Hour by hour, minute by minute, the gray shades thicken until the storm gates are noiselessly opened. NOTE: Mr. Pearson is the author of Country Flavor, The Countryman’s Cookbook, Sea Flavor, and More Country Flavor. EDITOR 4 The December 1948 A highway near Warner, shortly after ti snow storms which it will be traveled by many skiers this season to reach New Hampshire ski centers, including the new chair lift at Mt. Sunapee State Park. The photo illustrates the efficiency of the State Highway Department in maintaining excellent driving conditions all winter. When the Storm ends after a fall of heavy moist Makes there are scenes of breathtaking beauty. The spruces, pines, tamaracks and hemlocks wear ermine furs and their laden branches make a picture in the sunshine. Old. lichen-etched, weather-furrowed stonewalls are patterns of gray and white. Zigzag rail fences hold parallel lines of white and brown and the R.F.D. boxes In the side of the road wear jaunty white taps. Countrymen go about the task of once again clearing paths to barn, shed and corn crib. There are stories to be read in the snow after each new laser. Down along the meadow creek are footprints of muskrats and mink. Beneath the weeds in the garden are the trails of the Meld n lice. Beneath the wild apple trees one can see where the deer came in search of brown, pulps apples. In the heart of winter, assay from arteries of cement and macadam, New Hampshire Troubadour is a good time to see heritages of the past. Through woodlands of maple, oak, birch and beech stretch the stonewalls built by pioneers of long ago. Beside quiet country roads arc granite-walled cellar holes, now filled with tangled vines and shrubs, poignant memorials to days of yesteryear when men and women and children lived in these hills. In the Northland the predominating motif is beauty on white hills. Stand on the height of an upland pasture or on a mountain shoulder on a clear day. Peace and glory rest on the land. Gone are the fevered Frettings and harrying tensions of man-made society. The river valley below is a broad white counterpane. The line of willows and elms by the river makes a twisting, feather- stitched seam. Par in the distance the green-blue, white-laced trees on the mountain range rise to meet the skyline. Gray-black smoke banners spiral upward front farmhouse chimneys. At the head of the valley houses crouch along the main street beneath bare trees and a white church spire makes a gleaming miniature exclamation point against the blue of the sky. The church bell lolls another hour of infinity and the faint, sweet notes float by in quiet air. There is loveliness everywhere on white hills in winter. And when the sun has taken its course and drops behind tree-lined hills, there is a brief flaming moment of exquisite beamy. Night's curtain is pulled on noiseless pulleys. Shafts of light slant from farm windows. The moon sends its soft light over a white world. Phis is the time of beauty on white hills. The cider jug in our back hall Has such a lively cork We never know where it will fall When the cider starts to work. — From "The Cider Jug" by Sarah Rexford Noyes The December 1948 COUNTRY FUN from 1he Nashua Cavalier “There are so many jolly things to do in the country," writes Arthur W. Rotch, whose whole life has been spent at Milford, N. H., where he publishes The Cabinet. He continues: "We're always sorry for die city youngsters who grow up ignorant of them and without happy memories of hooking rides on pungs in winter, lapping die maple trees in March, hunting mayflowers for teacher's desk, making paddle-wheels to be turned by a swift brook, fishing hornpout, gathering chestnuts . . . and burning brush. William M. Rittase A student at Colby Junior College, New London, enjoys an outing on snowshoes. "No, we don’t mean a puny little bonfire in the back yard to burn the trimmings from the shade trees and dead stalks from the garden. A back yard bonfire I is fun, but we're talking about the huge piles of brush left in the woods from logging and cordwood operations. Thai's more fun, and real work. And the weather conditions have to be about right, fire Chief Casey said they were just right last week end. "Our brush piles are big. They have the still scraggly tops of oak trees, and a lol of soggy pine that went down in the hurricane. Put several inches of snow on that kind of brush pile and you can’t New Hampshire Troubadour Ashuelot Village in winter. start it with a match and one old newspaper. Not unless you're a better fireman than we are. "With a jug of kerosene and no little effort we got a good hot fire started under two piles. Then it's a race to keep the brush piled on the hot spot. If you think you can sit on a sunup and just watch the roaring dames, guess again. "A nice stiff breeze helps. But the breeze has the darnedest habit of shifting suddenly from north to south just as you get close to the fire on the north side with your arms full of fuel. Whether you drop it and run, or wade in, depends on how stubborn you are at the moment. "Well, we managed to burn up three big piles, fairly clean. Others we didn't burn. There wasn't enough kerosene. Some are too close to nice pines. And anyway, it would be mean to burn all the brush piles the little rabbits need 'em. That's where they run to escape the big birds and dogs and foxes. We watched a bunny 8 The December 1948 run from one brush pile to another and he went within ten feet of our dog who was so busy digging in the rabbit's burrow that he never saw the rabbit. "After a long afternoon burning brush you go home tired. Your arms and legs and back know you haven't been spending the time on a sofa. Your eyes know it too. You'll have bramble scratches on your hands and a welt or two where a stiff Whipping branch has swiped vou. There will he holes burned in your shirt bv living sparks, and you smell like a hook-and-ladderman just back from a three-alarmer. "What, you wonder, is the sense of working so hard just to make a piece of wild woodland look more like Central Park, and maybe reduce slightly the hazard of lire next summer? "What's the sense in picking (lowers, or making a wheel for the brook to turn, or going fishing, or balling a ball around? "The simple answer is that it's fun. We're sorry for the city tellers who always wear white collars and never stand on a country hillside by a blazing brush pile and through smoke reddened eyes watch the early dusk of a winter afternoon settle in a valley canopied by golden sunset clouds. “They just don't know the fun of burning brush." AMONG THE GREAT OF THE GRANITE STATE by J. Duane Squires, Ph.D. II. MOSES GERRISH FARMER (FEBRUARY 9, 1820-MAY 25, 1893) ONE of the fascinating phases of history is the story of invention. No aspect of that story is more interesting than the study of individuals who invented devices which were "ahead of the limes." In such instances both the inventors and the very face of their New Hampshire Troubadour 9 ingenuity have been largely forgotten by later generations. Such was the case with Moses Gerrish Farmer, a native or Boscawen, New Hampshire. This talented voting man entered Dartmouth at the age of nineteen, but was soon forced by illness to withdraw from college. After a few tears spent in teaching and in business, he threw himself with ability and energy into a study of that newly-discovered natural force called electricity. In July, 1847, in Dover, New Hampshire. Farmer displayed a miniature electric railway capable of carrying people for short rides. Four years later he saw installed in Boston his electric fire alarm system, the first such mechanism in the United States. In 1868 he lighted a home in Cambridge, Massachusetts, with electric lights of his own devising. Forty incandescent lamps with platinum wire filaments furnished the illumination, (This was eleven years before Thomas Edison, working independently and on slightly different principles, invented the electric light as we know it today.) But in much of his work Farmer was ahead of the time. Commercial development of his invention, plus a (heap and reliable method of generating electric potter were still in the future. In his later years, therefore. Moses Gerrish Farmer turned his attention to the budding science of torpedoes in undersea warfare, and served for nine years with the U. S. Navy as an expert consultant in such matters. In 1893 he went to Chicago to display at the Columbian Exposition a complete exhibit of his inventions. But fate intervened to dent him the recognition that Was rightly his: he died before the exhibit could be put together. Skating new the Inn at Hanover. Bouchard The December 1948 HANK'S WINTER LETTER by Parker McL. Merrow from Eastern Slope Regionnaire PRETTY soon them dear little snow Hakes will come oozing down, covering the landscape with a magic w bite carpit. When that happens, the ski slope pet pietors will strut overhauling the old reliable tow and likewise the Cash register. Carroll Reed he will get hisself a set uv arch supporters so's he can Stand in Wttn spot lor ten hours at a sireteh Hash- ing the old personality smile and peddling de- luxe laminated skis at S45 per copy and the hospital will stock in 12 gross of X-ray film and half a ton of plaster of Paris, getting ready for the fractures. The happy owners uv ski lodges will start buying second hand hammers to beat on the steam pipes to make the week-end guest think that steam is reall) coming up to the room. When awl them preparashuns has ben made, folks up this wa will be awl set lot the ski season. Uv course the) issumtimesa bit ul trubble getting good perfes- siottal cooks for the winter, on acct sum cooks prefer Miami for the season to the Eastern Slopes. 1 hear tell that the Eastern Slopes Assoshiashun has went to Berlin and retained the services of a good honest French-Canadian lumber camp boss to go to Boston and New York and pick up chefs and pastry cooks ill $50 per copy. Uv course stiniiiines they is delivered a bit worse for wear but they .tint nothing wrong with them that a week in the hospital wont fix. About a week before the season really gels rolling the Chamber uv (I ineice will dusl oil all the old eharat lets and give them $5 New Hampshire Troubadour 11 per da in hang around the stores and streets to furnish local color. A real old granger with a Santa Claus beard and a sleigh thai has the old eagil decorashuns on the hack done in gold leaf, can gel as high as ten bux per day, just riding around to give the snow bunnies suthing to stare at and take pitchers of. I he garage perpietors is busy stocking in No 40 oil so thai on cold mornings the skiers car will turn over just wunce and then quit. Then they get a job towing same tit 85 per head, which is a lovel) business pervided you can gel enull of it. When you go into wun of the grab-em-and-gruntjoints this winter and order a "sliced chicken sandwich all while meat" the meat urn will gel will be sliced, hut how ninth chicken they will be is suthing else again. I aint never ben able to ligger out w bat makes a skier ski. I had a ride in an ice boat wunce across Wolfeboro Bav with Doe Mel Hale what is a hoss doctor. We want doing much over Sit miles an bom and when Doe finally slipped out nv the wind and skidded up to the Town Wharf I got out with beads uv sweat froze tight to my forehead. I asl him clicf he ski. besides ice boating. Doe lie looked shocked and sas "NO INDEED thai skiing business is DANGEROUS." lake the lion I isb and Game Director uv the State uv New Hampshire, Ralph Carpenter 2nd. Yon couldn't get him onto skis ,11 Sad per hour. But he will take his personal plane and put it onto skis and go oul checking fellers fishing through the ice on an after- noon when the chickadees is wawking on acci it is too wind) and cold to IIv. Me. I .tin loo old to ski, lor when you gel in age. you like to set b the lire and watch the folks go by. Bui if I was five years yunger I think I should lei Carroll Reed defraud me and I would try the I Mtards. 12 An) ways, its going to be a grand winter, as usual. So come on up. Yon know me Hank The December 1948 A skier on Tuckerman Ravine Headwall (late winter). Bouchard Streak down the narrow bill, cut with quick heels Sudden hot corners thai each turn reveals (heck speed w idi Christies tail-wagging is fun One more ravine, and the ski-chase is done. Three men behind, and two catching up fast, The leader slid winging ahead to die last Brown muscles throbbing and eves burning bright, Reluctantly ending die heavenly flight, I his is die answer to man's high desire Skimming die mountains on nails of white fire And you down below, who would know more of God Ask men who have brushed against clouds, ski-shod. -From Health Magazine New Hampshire Troubadour FRONT COVER: Methodist Church at Stark. Color photo by Winston Pole. BACK COVER: Carter Dome from the Glen near Pinkham Notch. Fire lookout tower is coated with frost. Photo by Winston Pole. FRONTISPIECE: Scene at Hopkinton after an early season snowfall. Photo by Walter S. Colvin. Echoes from the Sandwich Fair: SANDWICH, Oct. 13 Honors for traveling the longest distance to attend Sandwich Fair this year went to Mr. and Mrs. Charles Powers, who drove from Sheridan, Wyoming, more than 2,400 miles. John McOuade of Cincinnati usually claims the long-distance laurels, but this year he had to concede the honors to the Powers family. SANDWICH, Oct. 21 Sandwich today had another claimant for honors of coming the longest distance to attend the Fair. A caul received by Harry Blanchard, president of the fair association, informed him that Mrs. Mattie MacKeen, formerly of Moultonboro, had come from Los Angeles, California the past two years especially to attend the festivities. The Northern Railroad constructed a line from Concord, N. H. to White River Junction, Vt., on which complete trips began in 1848. The centenary was observed recently. Dr. J. Duane Squires of Colby Junior College delivered a notable address about the railroad at a New Hampshire Luncheon of the Newcomen Society. The Concord Monitor commented editorially: “There is a tremendous amount of romance in the hundred years of the northern Railroad, which was roughly the third hundred years of the settlement of New Hampshire. There is no good current history of the state, and the anniversary suggests that one might well he written which would condense and preserve in retrospect the state's century of coming of age." "New Hampshire is wonderful, and the summer goes too fast," writes Winslow Eaves, who will return to his classes in sculpture and ceramics after a summer of work in the New Hampshire hills. In the small town of West Andover he was in close contact with Edwin and Mary Scheier and Karl Drerup, nationally known artists whom Eaves found "not in the least eccentric but hard-working, sincere human beings.” -From Bulletin of Minson-Williams-Proctor Institute, Utica, N.Y. The December 1948 The new Hampshire races of the New England Sled Dog Club scheduled to date for the coming season are as follous: Jan. 1, Tamworth Jan. 8-9, Fizwilliam: Jan. 15-16, Pittsfield Jan. 22-23. Jackson (pending) Jan. 29-30, Newport Feb. 12 13. Colebrook (pending). NEW HAMPSHIRE BOOKS AND AUTHORS Manchester on the Merrimack, by Grace Holbrook Blond of Manchester, New Hampshire, was published last month at S3. Illustrations byJohn O’Hara Cosgrave II decorate this new and delightfully told history of Manchester. We Human Chemicals, or The Knack of Getting Along with Everybody, The Updegraff Press, Ltd., Scarsdale, Y. Y., $2, is by Thomas Dreier, the first editor of the Troubadour. The author, the publisher Robert R. Updegraff, and Dr. Gustavus J. Esselen. who contributed technical knowledge and suggestions, are all summer residents of New Hampshire. RUMFORD PRESS CONCORD, N.H. Westmorland Town Hall Curtain A beautiful view of Westmoreland, painted on a stage curtain by Everett Longley Warner, was a Christmas gift to the town last year, Mr. Warner, a noted artist, whose ancestors were among the founders of the village, resides in the Park Hill section of town. The 1948-49 edition of the New Hampshire Winter Map includes information on three important new ski areas: Mt. Sunapee State Park with a chair lift, Thorn Mountain, Jackson, with a chair lift, and Black Mountain, also in Jackson, with a Constant Alpine-type lift. The winter edition of the New Hampshire Recreational Calendar will include data on competitive skiing events and information for the winter vacationist who does not ski or prefers skiing in small doses. 15 Cutting The Christmas Tree BY ADELBERT M. JAKEMAN It is the country thing to do. But ever good and ever new. With sharpened axe and careful eye We pass the pine and hemlock by, And step around each lesser tree That fails in height or symmetry. At last we see the perfect one And know our Christmas search is done. It falls in beauty at our feet Our hearts in wonder lose a beat. Then proud to be thus burdened down We ride in fragrance back to town. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. 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Title A name given to the resource The New Hampshire Troubadour Subject The topic of the resource Troubadour Description An account of the resource The New Hampshire Troubadour was a publication of the State of New Hampshire's State Planning and Development Commission in Concord, NH from 1931-1950s. Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource The State of New Hampshire Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available The State of New Hampshire Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1930s-1950s Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource NHSL Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource State of New Hampshire Troubadour PDF files of the Troubadour OCR OCR of the Troubadour THENEWHAMPSHIRETROUBADOUR February 1945 WINSTON POTE Looking up the Ammonoosuc River to the Southern peaks of the Presidential Range of the White Mountains from Fabyan. Mt. Pleasant in center The New Hampshire Troubadour COMES TO YOU EVERY MONTH SINGING THE PRAISES OF NEW HAMPSHIRE, A STATE WHOSE BEAUTY AND OPPORTUNITIES SHOULD TEMPT YOU TO COME AND SHARE THOSE GOOD THINGS THAT MAKE LIFE HERE SO DELIGHTFUL. IT IS SENT TO YOU BY THE STATE PLANNING AND DEVELOPMENT COMMISSION AT CONCORD, NEW HAMPSHIRE. DONALD TUTTLE,EDITOR volume xivFebruary, 7 9-45number i i PIGSYFRIENDS By Hayden S. Pearson Reprinted by permission of the Christian Science Monitor Grandfather used to say, "People are as wrong about pigs as they are about skunks." One wonders how so many people can think mistakenly about pigs! Pigs are very clean by nature. The fact that so many farmers confine them in small pens and in an unattractive environment is no fault of this good friend of man. A generation ago, on a typical New Hampshire farm, a number of pigs were raised each season. The mother pig was kept in a roomy pen on the barn floor. Her home was always deeply bedded with crisp oat straw. She received the best of food. In the spring when six or eight or ten pink, tiny babies came along, her family was the center of much attention. It is thirty years gone, but certain individual pigs are still fresh New Hampshire Troubadour3 WINSTON POTE .4 White Mountain farm at Shelburne on the U. S. No. 2 Presidential Highway in memory. There was. for example, Pegasus. He was my middle sister's "horse" for one happy summer. One cannot recall the exact circumstances as to why this particular pig was adopted as a steed. The fact is that he liked to be ridden, or at least had no special antipathy. Knowing Sister, it is fair to surmise that she taught him to be her steed. Perched on his comfortably rounded back, she simply leaned forward and pressed her hand against the side of his head if she wished to go to the right or left. What the gear shift was for "reverse" has slipped from memory. The February 1945 The pigs were kept in a big pen in the orchard behind the barn. One day Father went to feed them. "Come piggy, pig, pig!" he called. Sister was on Pegasus' back in the middle of the front lawn. He started with a flash of speed. His rider was deposited on the lawn with a thump! It always reminds me of that line from "The Wonderful One Hoss Shay": "And the parson was seated upon a rock At half past nine by the meeting house clock!" A second porky friend was Arachne. (Lest there be comments on names, it should be said that Father was a minister as well as farmer, and the family was brought up in the classical tradition which included solid mythology.) The original maiden who was willing to weave in competition with Athene had no more confidence than the New Hampshire piggy. At a very early age, she began to climb under, over, or through the pen. She simply refused to be deterred by any obstacle — an admirable quality when guided in the right direction. There was one season when the cry, "A pig's out!" meant just one thing. It meant that Arachne had decided to take a trip around the farm. John, the hired man who was really a member of the family, used to say: "She climbs up one of the apple trees, crawls out on a limb, and then drops to the ground outside the fence. She's the smartest pig we've ever had." One always thought that this particular pig enjoyed the chases which ensued! As long as there was a chance to dodge and run, she enjoyed it. When she was fairly cornered, she accepted it in good part, and went docilely through the gate into the pen. We must not neglect to mention the pig called Pet. She was small, dainty, and insisted on attention. Her chief joy was to wriggle out of her pen, and come right into the summer kitchen. New Hampshire Troubadour5 WINSTON POTE The Presidential Range of the White Mountains from the Daniel Webster Highway between Franconia Notch and Twin Mountain She learned to push against the door and open it. Then she would come pattering across the floor and stand looking at Mother, almost asking for food. Mother had the patience of ten, but she implied if her children must make pets of the pigs, there were 120 acres of perfectly good land outside her kitchen. The history of this distinctive farm animal goes back many long centuries into the dim beginnings of agriculture. It is probable that very soon after the nomadic tribes learned that they could raise grain and thus have permanent homes, the pig became man's friend. Some historians say that the horse, cow, dog, and pig became domesticated almost as soon as men learned to farm. 6The February 1945 We know that in the pioneer days of this country, towns laid out commons where cows and pigs were allowed to roam. In the South today, the farmer's pigs are frequently allowed to roam in the woods. Pigs are especially fond of the beechnuts and acorns, and in the early days of the Middle West, as well as in the East and the South, mast was commonly counted upon for food. On a New Hampshire farm thirty years ago, the food for the pigs was cooked in a huge iron kettle in a brick arch in the fall. One corner of the tool shed was the pigs' kitchen. There's still the memory of the cheerful fire on a snappy, late-autumn evening. In the kettle was a savory conglomeration of boiling bran, corn meal, and small potatoes. Then we mixed it with a generous supply of skimmed milk, and carried the pails of food to the huge trough in the pen. How they squealed for their supper! Not very mannerly perhaps, but their grunts revealed satisfaction — and we youngsters, I am sure, thought they might even express gratitude. DANVILLETOWNFOREST This town has one of the most unique town forest records of any in the State. For one hundred and fifty-eight consecutive years or since 1790 this town has appointed a parsonage committee which have had as part of their duty the management of 75 acres of forest land, — one a 55-acre piece and the other a 20-acre piece. This committee cut and used the lumber for the building and maintenance of the first meeting house and parsonage. During these years the receipts from the sale of wood have been deposited in banks until the fund has now reached almost $10,000. Every year at the March town meeting there is a warrant usually as follows: "To see how much of the Parsonage Fund the town will vote to spend for preaching for the year ensuing." Thus the town of Danville New Hampshire Troubadour Nashua Originally granted in 1673 as Dunstable. In 1746 the New Hampshire… part of Dunstable was … incorporated. Name changed to Nashua in 1836. Top Row: 1. Nashua Manufacturing Company. 2. Greeley Park. 3. Public Library and First Congregational Church. (Photos by B. P. Atkinson) Middle Row: 1. High School. 2. Main street looking south. (photos by F. R. Wentworth) 3. Old Junior High School 4. Country Club (Photos by A. C. Marchand) *W2^ x- -, '• WINSTONPOTE A summer cottage in winter garb at Randolph. Portion of Mt. Madison in background hires its own preacher and decides how much money they will pay him. Much interest centers about the first settled minister of this parish. At a meeting held August 29, 1763 it was voted to extend a call to Rev. John Page of New Salem to become the minister of the parish, giving him six acres of land and sixteen hundred pounds old tenor towards building his house, also eight hundred pounds old tenor in bills of credit for his settlement. As salary he was to receive forty-five pounds sterling annually together with the use of the parish land and various other privileges. To this was added annually twenty-five cords of wood cut and corded at his house. His letter of acceptance appears under the date of September 24, 10 The February 1945 1763, and it was decided that his ordination be held December 25, 1763. From that time to the present, different preachers have carried on this work of the Gospel and have been paid in part from the sale of wood cut from the town forest. The two tracts were probably set aside at the time the town received its charter and as was the custom in many towns, were called the Ministers lot. A careful study of the old parsonage committee records shows receipts from the sale of wood and timber up to about 1830. Many hundred dollars' worth of timber is recorded as sold and used for repair of the meeting house, the Parsonage and the fences about the two cemeteries. From 1830 until 1880 the receipts came from rentals of pasture, the sale of rye and hay, making over $1,000 from this use. In 1865 another growth of timber had matured and $1,500 worth was sold at that time. In 1895 the records show that $4,500 was received at auction for sale of timber on the fifty-five acre piece and the money deposited in the bank. In 1903 about $1,200 was received from the sale of wood and timber on the twenty acre piece. With almost $10,000 in the bank as a result of this careful management, can anyone doubt the wisdom of these parsonage committees in holding on to their two tracts of forest land? Other towns in the state have set aside a Minister's lot or a School lot, but later on sold their lands for small sums or traded them away. PRIMITIVESKIS If you see an elderly gentleman standing at the foot of a snowy slope streaked with skiers, ten to one he is thinking of barrel staves. In his boyhood, skis were practically unknown in this part of the world. Every boy had a sled, a low wooden affair on round iron runners, while every girl had a higher sled on flat runners, and the more opulent boys had "double runners," or bob sleds, which New Hampshire Troubadour11 could carry at least half a dozen passengers and thundered down long hills like express trains, generally using the highways. Not many boys, certainly in the rural regions, had toboggans, and though snowshoes had been known since Indian times, they were little seen south of the mountains. Of skis there were none. But almost every boy possessed a pair of home-made contraptions which were skis and snowshoes combined. They were fashioned out of barrel staves, which in those days were easy to come by. You cleated two staves together, side by side, and tacked a leather thong just ahead of the center to fit over the toe. Four barrel staves thus made you a pair of rough snowshoes (pretty heavy, though, because they picked up a lot of snow), and because the staves were concave also made you a broad, stubby kind of ski. The turn-up was not sufficient to negotiate fresh snow the points soon buried and you took a header. But on a packed slope, you could get up a surprising degree of speed and if you had sufficient skill and luck could reach the bottom upright. It took skill not only to counteract the tendency of the curved staves to rock, but also to control their tendency to spin. Your weight rested on a pivot directly under your foot, and things could happen to you on a steep hill that the modern skier knows nothing about. Luckily harnesses were unknown and your foot came out of the toe strap easily. You were never brought home on a stretcher. The gentleman at the foot of the hill is wondering if it wasn't just as much fun to slide on barrel staves which cost nothing as on laminated, steel-edged skis which with harnesses and boots and poles cost a small fortune. Alas, dear sir, the answer is, No. All he remembers is the pasture behind the barn. The skiers of today will sometime remember the Nose Dive, Suicide Six, the Thunderbolt, the stinging rush of wind, the great white mountains, as a caged bird might remember the joys of flight. Besides, he can talk all the rest of his life about the proper wax to use — and probably will. — Boston Herald 12The February 1945 WINSTON POTB The following entry appears in the daybook of John Whittemore, owner of a general store in Fitzwilliam: February 27, 1824: 3/4 yds. Black Silk .67 1/2 yd. muslin .50 1 1/4 yds. Crape .84 1/2 yd. pasteboard .06 1/2 yd. millinet .10 1 B. Silk Hankf. .42 1 1/2 wound wire 3 1 crape Gown Pattern 7.00 1 1/2yds. Ribband .18 1 Black Merino Shawl 2.75 1 skien silk .06 Deld widow Lydia Townsend And Charge Estate Nathan Townsend Sent in by Mrs. Edith VV. West New Hampshire Troubadour 13 Front Cover: Skiing at Gilford. Original Kodachrome and 4-color process plates courtesy of Rumford Press. Back Cover: Photograph by William Gooden. The Ford Kent Sayre Memorial Fund has made it possible to give free ski instructions to the first six grades of the Hanover schools, and similar arrangements are being worked out for the Etna, New Hampshire, and Norwich, Vermont, schools. New Hampshire led the country in the Sixth War Loan Drive with 221% of its total quota and 283% of its corporate investment quota. New Hampshire's last Civil War Veteran recently passed away. He would have been 99 years old on January 30, 1945. He was twice State Commander of the G.A.R. Planning a week-end skiing or vacation trip? If so, write us for the annual Winter Recreational Calendar, and for any desired information and suggestions. New Hampshire is to be represented at the Sportsmen's Shows with an exhibit of game birds, animals, and fish. The dates are February 3 to 11 at Mechanics Building, Boston and February 18 to 25 at Madison Square Garden, New York. An information service on hunting and fishing will be provided by the State Fish and Game Department and on winter sports, summer vacations, summer home properties, and the like by the State Planning and Development Commission. It has been announced that all nine of the major New Hampshire agricultural fairs will take place this year if wartime conditions permit. The fair schedule: Canaan, August 28-30 Pittsfield, August 28-September 1 Lancaster, September 1-3 Hopkinton, September 3-5 Cheshire (Keene), September 6-8 Plymouth, September 11—14 Rochester, September 17— 22 Deerfield, September 27-29 Sandwich, October 12. Durham — (AP) — Sixty of the 1,164 students registering this week at the University of New Hampshireareveterans of the present 14 The February 1945 war, Everett B. Sackett, registrar, announced today. The former servicemen make up about one-fifth of the male student body, Sackett added. A record-breaking total of 850 women students have enrolled this year as compared with 729 last year. The Council on Postwar PlanningandRehabilitationhasre- cently issued a report which is believed to contain the first statewide, all-inclusive, Postwar plan that has been prepared by any state. Copy free on request to this office. Fifty-five New Hampshire clergymen representing nine different religions are serving as chaplains in the armed forces. To New Hampshire Men and Women in the Armed Services: In accordance with the bill passed by the 1943 Legislature approximately 16,000 copies of each issue of the Troubadour are being mailed to you. Inevitably some copies are returned because addresses have changed and we have not received notice in time. In some instances, where we have no record of the source from which the name came to us originally, this results in dropping of names from our lists. In case your address is to be changed, your Commanding Officer will supply a post card form upon which you can readily indicate your new address or perhaps it might be more convenient to ask the home folks to notify us. The Troubadour is sent to you by all the citizens of New Hampshire through an act of their official representatives, the Legislature. Every one of you is entitled to receive it if you care for it, and that is why we ask your cooperation in keeping our address file up to date. If you know of any New Hampshire boy or girl who is not on the lists and should be, please be sure to tell them to send us a card. Just address the Troubadour, State Office Building, Concord, New Hampshire. Donald Tuttle, Editor New Hampshire Troubadour 15 RUMFORDPRESS CONCORD.NH We shall walk in velvet shoes Wherever we go Silence will fall like dews On white silence below. We shall walk in the snow. Elinor HOYT WYLIE in Velvet Shoes Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available State of New Hampshire Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context troubadour021945 Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource State of New Hampshire Title A name given to the resource The New Hampshire Troubadour February 1945 Description An account of the resource Enjoy the February 1945 issue of The New Hampshire Troubadour! 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Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource The State of New Hampshire Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available The State of New Hampshire Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1930s-1950s Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource NHSL Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource State of New Hampshire Troubadour PDF files of the Troubadour OCR OCR of the Troubadour The New Hampshire TROUBADOUR February 1947 NEW HAMPSHIRE STATE LIBRARY The New Hampshire Troubadour GOMES TO YOU EVERY MONTH SINGING THE PRAISES OF NEW HAMPSHIRE, A STATE WHOSE BEAUTY AND OPPORTUNITIES SHOULD TEMPT YOU TO COME AND SHARE THOSE GOOD THINGS THA T MAKE LIFE HERE SO DELICHTFUL. IT IS SENT TO YOU BY THE STATE PLANNING AND DEVELOPMENT COMMISSION AT CONCORD, NEW HAMPSHIRE. FIFTY CENTS A YEAR VOLUME xvi ANDREW M. HEATH, Editor February, 1947 WINTER MAGIC by Frances Logan White lace against a pink-grey sky, Like thistledown so light and free, A thousand patterns, frail and shy, Form silently on swaying tree. For me it weaves a mystic spell O'er husy day, through tranquil night • Revealing joy too deep to tell, Creating thoughts of pure delight. Thus winter's beauty sings to me, It throbs in cadence rich and rare, It sings itself into my soul — And wakes an answering echo there. New Hampshire Troubadour ONE MORE WINTER by Hope Miller THE winter days that for eight years in the tropics I relived in memory, I have seen attain now. Because New Hampshire is my home, these days — when blustery snowstorms race, when a quiet winter world holds sway, when frost has crystalled every twig and branch on all the forest trees, or a sparkling, clean and sunlit countryside lies dazzling in new-fallen snow — these days are like jewels, never forgotten, but taken from the storehouse of my mind, and loved again. When I was teaching in the Internment Clamp School in Manila, we were talking one day of winter at home. Perhaps half of the American children, born and raised in or near the Philippines, had never seen snow. As we talked of it. the laces of the girls and boys who knew what winter could really be, lit up and their eyes danced. I knew they were sensing the exhilaration, the smell, the beauty of it as I was. They were feeling a pity for those who did not understand — who did not know how snow can swirl and drift how a pair of skis or skates really feels on a small boy's feet how good your mother's kitchen looks to you when your nose and lingers and toes are tingling from the cold. This is a part of my heritage this love of winter. As dear as October or April is this surcease of growing, this shut-off feeling, this peace which comes with snow. Living in the Philippines before the war, I was interested in the flora and fauna of the islands, especially in places away from the big cities. I understood that it was my childhood in New Hamp- shire that made me uneasy at the prodigality of nature there. I knew that a more austere beauty held charm for me. This is the tropics — coral sands on a palm-fringed beach, but enervating heat clear-looking streams with water unsafe to use 4 The February 1947 Ski tow at Whitney's, one of the four tow operating at Jackson this season. broad fields of sugar cane or wooded hills or dense jungles with orchid-hung trees, but never, never quiet always the sound of thousands upon thousands of insects and living things: in winter, rain and typhoons, instead of snow and blizzards. But now I am home again and I have seen another winter. I have walked in the soft beauty of the first snow storm, the only sound, the crackling of dry maple leaves beneath my feet. I have seen the fog roll in on the Atlantic coast, then give way to blinding sleet and snow and hurricane. One January morning I walked in (he woods and the lines from a poem came to reality about me "Now I have climbed the hillside to discover The forest sitting in its silver clothes With ermine pulled about its knees." Silence has been, lor me, the loveliest song of winter the deep abiding stillness of a snow-bound countryside. School children skating on the Common in Newport swirling drifts and hemlocks bowed with snow: winter moonlight glistening New Hampshire Troubadour on clean, hard crust icicles hanging long and thick outside my window, but warmth and security within — these are my pictures of the winter. Soon will come a day when the miracle of spring will be in the air and the hope of a reawakening world will find us longing for winter to be over and done. Then, on some bright April morning, I, who have loved a New Hampshire winter, shall remember the words of the poet— "Oh who can tell the range of joy, Or set the bounds of beauty?" THE GULF: CHALLENGE TO ANY SKIER'S SKILL by Ens. Fred Rouel Jones, Jr. YES, I am one of those who is fool enough to forsake his friends and relatives, the city and all its glittering lights, and instead, takes the Maine Central bus for Mt. Washington. Those significant looks and glances which always fall on a person who has skis, poles and suitcase draped around his person in odd positions made me feel a little self conscious, but when that ski bug gets you there's just no stopping. That's why the evening found me sitting in front of a log fire at the base of Tuckerman's ravine with the best company to be found anywhere — skiers of the finest vintage and others like my- self— some singing, some sitting watching the log burn away, and others trying to put it all in writing. Although anyone could spend a whole night just taking it all in, the gang found at Pinkham Notch huts is not there for that purpose so it's early to bed for plenty of rest before a day on the trails. 6 The February 1947 Skier at Gulf of Slides on Mr. Washington WINSTON POTE Almost before I know it, one of the crew is banging away on a couple of railroad tracks making a terrible cacophony of noise that is even more beautiful to me than Beethoven's Fifth. So it's up and out for one of those days I've been waiting months for. But wait! Al- though the lure of the headwall, the Wildcat and the Sherburne are forever strong, there's another matter which most people are likely to forget. Although one may have been skiing most of the winter, a lapse of two weeks since the old hickories were last used has consequences that must be reckoned with. So for the first morning, the practice slope is the place for me, the lower part of the Sherburne in the afternoon, and then another good night's rest before I tackle a whole day on the trail and go above timber- New Hampshire Troubadour 7 Church at Fitzwilliam Bernice Perry line. There was one day when I didn't bother to limber up and I remember it all too clearly because the next day found me at the hospital. But let's put hospitals aside and get to the following day. Four others had come in, and together we looked over the maps of the available trails, with the intention of climbing to the snow fields well above timberline. That night was spent in elaborate plans for reaching the top of Mt. Washington, starting on the Gulf of the Slides Trail and going on up, up to the top and then down the toll road. Those were the days when the winds and storms always lurking above timberline were quite unknown to us. It's too easy just to read the sign at the foot of the trail which says that travel above timberline is hazardous and subject to sudden and severe storms, and let it go at that, thinking that is for the poor fool who is always getting into trouble. We're young, healthy and well equipped for the trip why should we worry? That was then 1 know better now. Experience is an excellent teacher, and it taught me once in late summer with an icy cold hail storm. Then there are those weathered crosses marking the spots where some poor devils perished. But that is getting me away from my story. The next day the sun came up in a clear sky and cast shadows down the sides of the mountain to the valley where a blue column of smoke arose from the chimney of the huts. We had waxed our The February 1917 skis the night before, and were now packing our rucksacks with a lunch and, as I always do, my camera besides. We consisted of Don, Dave, Phil and myself, all from Bates College, and Mac, a newcomer to our group, from M.I.T. Although Dave was the only one of us who had creepers, we stuck together and began the ascent up the Gulf of the Slides Trail. It was slow climbing in the deep snow, but we refused to be disheartened and kept on going at a good clip, Dave shuffling easily along in the rear. Oh! ambitious youth! We'd climb on our hands and knees a whole day just to ski down hill for a few minutes. So we plodded steadily on up, around bends, up steep schusses, and on toward the gleaming snow fields high above us. The ravine dropped far below. On the still cold ail- could be heard the gurgling of the stream in its depths. We passed the first aid cache, and, always thinking we would stop to rest around the next corner, we plodded on. We were climbing up a steep S turn when Phil stopped and looked up toward the Gulf of Slides. He said: "Just look at that: can't you just see me schussing it!" Dave nodded a "Yeah!" and we all looked up at the gleaming white of the untouched snow, almost like a vertical wall extending from the last twisted trees to the sharp corner of the lip hundreds of feet above. I couldn't see anyone schussing it, but a couple of sweeping turns would drop a person five hundred feet in a few seconds. Can't you feel that disc downward, a sudden rush of wind and those steel edges biting into the snow and a gradual easing of speed like coming out of a dive, then throwing your body around and down into another giant arc, coming to a stop at the bottom? What went through their minds, I don't know, but that picture will never leave mine. We stopped a few minutes and then continued. The trail climbed on the right side of the ravine. Trees became smaller and the Gulf towered nearer and nearer above us. Time passed and the sun moved up until it was nearly overhead. Still we climbed, four little black dots up the winding trail, until we were The Hampshire Troubadour 9 at the base of the Gulf itself. There it was time out for lunch. Sitting on the last of the weather-beaten trees, we opened our packs and ate our sandwiches. Now and then a little gust of wind would come down the wall. What there is about it 1 don't know, but the wall of snow, the vastness of it all. the trail winding away down the ravine like a sliver of white, that feeling of height, all makes one fight on upward — keep on going. There was no stopping. The climbing became steeper. Each step had to be kicked into the hard snow and tested to be sure that it wouldn't slip. Finally I put my skis on and cut across the Gulf, sidestepping, and picking the places that were the least steep, until I was over the lip where the expanse of sloping snow fields stretched nearly to the top of Boot Spur. A gray rocky ridge marked the upper side of the snow field and distant cairns stood silhouetted against the sky along the Glen Boulder trail. Where there is better skiing, I don't know. Here you can look down into the valleys stretching away into the distance with noth- ing above bin the black rocks, bleak and windswept, with that cold wind that makes your ski pants vibrate. Here you are a small bit of living matter alone fighting the elements to the very top and then sweeping in long arcs down a half mile of open snow un- touched by anything but the wind and storms. Where else can man be greater, yet more insignificant? Where else is he more dependent on himself and his skis? Where else is he more at the mercy of a sudden storm? There stand the rocks, worn by ages of wind, sleet and rain, indifferent to anything living. They may shelter or kill without ever knowing which. There the wind blows constantly. If you slip, little does it care it just blows. Life may come and go, but the storms go on and the black rocks stand alone. Perhaps that is why a climb is such a challenge. The will to win the top and defy the elements comes over a person and makes him go on up, up to the summit. — Courtesy Ski Illustrated 10 The February 1947 WINSTON POTK A peaceful February scene: Chocoran Village and Mt. Chocorua OUR HOBBY by Anne Catherine Janda IN AUGUST 1924 we two — my husband and I — became ac- quainted with New Hampshire. Born New Englanders, we were familiar with New Hampshire. In the days of our youth when asked to name the states comprising New England, we had recited glibly, "MaincNewHampshireVermontMassachusettsRhodelsland Connecticut.'' Oh, yes, we were familiar with New Hampshire, but it took a climb to the summit of Mount Moosilauke to start a hobby which after nearly two decades still holds its fascina- tion. Fascination has become a deep abiding love for New Hampshire mountains, lakes, and streams. The hobby started as mountain climbing, but being constructive, grew and still grows. We two have not only collected mountains New Hampshire Troubadour 11 Rural mail delivery an the Dundee Road, North Conway to Jackson and a mountain diarv, but streams, hikes, pastures, AMC huts, trails, rocks, trees — and views! The nice thing about this part of our hobby is, that while we have collected all these things, they still remain available for other collectors and lovers of New Hampshire. We have also collected material for a scrapbook birds, flowers, Colonial churches, and ministerial anecdotes (many taken from the N.H.T.) a list of books read on Xew 1 lampshire, the TROUBADOUR, pictures, and people who have become life-long friends. Another sort of chart has been started which we call "Xew England Briefs" by this time the hobby has grown beyond the boundaries of Xew Hampshire. Our latest branching out has become a source of much pleasure to us two and our friends. Colored movies of the mountains bring Xew Hampshire into our home whenever we be- Thi February 1947 come nostalgic for mountain scenery, and again we live through the events of the particular climbs pictured. Incidentally, we have climbed more than seventy-five peaks of the White Mountains, some once, others as many as a dozen times. The record for any one peak is sixteen visits. A pood hobby should grow, should become a source of education, and the hobby begun on Mount Moosilauke lias become just that. We are grateful to New Hampshire for the enriching influence it has had on our lives. Articles and pictures of familiar bits of New Hampshire we find in the TROUBADOUR hike us bark to happy days spent in our adopted state. FISHING TEAM GOES CO-ED DOVER'S citizens who take pardonable pride in their high school fishing team, believed to be the only such institution of its kind in the country, are now informed that the stptad has gone co-educational, and that the so-railed weaker sex is also listed in the ranks of the high school Iz.iak Waltons. Thus, Dover is the first to organize a formal fishing team, and the first to teach fishing lo girls. We predict many happy marriages may be based upon a mutual understanding of the wary trout and fighting salmon. The little woman who is tolerant toward early risers who return with tall tales and muddy boots is a gem indeed. It has long been a husband's lament that the little woman doesn't understand the fisherman. Now it remains for our own high school to take the first step toward correcting a situation that has prevailed since the days of Daniel Boone. Envy the lucky fellow who gets himself a girl who ran put the worm on her own hook. — Dover Democrat Mew Hampshire Troubadour 13 FRONT COVER: Sleighing for Fun in New Hampshire. Color Photo by Winston Pote. BACK COVER: Typical New Hampshire Winter Scene. Photo by Winston Pote. FRONTISPIECE: Looking south from trail on the summit of Cannon Mountain. Photo by Winston Pote. ^V3F Thorsten V . Kalijarvi, editor of the TROUBADOUR for the past year, is now at work in Washington, D. C, as analyst of international relations, legislative reference service, Library of Congress. Dr. Kalijarvi was executive director of the New Hampshire State Planning and Development Commission from 1942 through 1946. Flights to Keene and to Portsmouth have recently been added to the Northeast Airlines system, which has also improved its service between Concord and New York. Newport's campaign to collect funds for a statue commemorating Mary and Her Little Lamb, the children's poem written by Sarah Josepha Hale of that town, is gaining popular support. Billy B. Van, veteran stage and radio performer of Newport, who launched the drive 14 during the town's last annual winter carnival, heads the call for donations toward a memorial to that well-loved poem. The voters of Newport appropriated $300 for it at their last town meeting. Present plans are for a small marble statue of Mary and the lamb, with a plaque containing the little verses which, it is said, have been translated into more foreign languages than any other poem in history. New Hampshire will lie represented at the sportsmen's shows this month with an exhibit by the State Fish and Game Department at Mechanics Building, Boston, February 1-9, and at Grand Central Palace, New York, February 1 5-23. ^yr The Dartmouth College library now has more than 600,000 books. Acquisition of 19,146 volumes during the past year raised the total to 616,570. ^VJT The west side of Grantham Mountain in the township of Plainfield has been chosen for the site of a three-million-dollar year-round recreational resort, according to a 7 he February 79-17 recent announcement. The 2,200- Corn, Wheat, Rye, Peas, Beans, acre development is to be known as Croydon Hills. Flax or Oats, Bulls, Oxen, Cows, Calves, sheep or Goats, Beef, Pork, Mutton, Butter, Cheese. Or any produce that you please. Our land is crown'd with milk and The New Hampshire November 18, 1817 My friends, upon you now I call, To settle with me, one and all And pay me up without delay Or I will call — ANOTHER WAY!!! Which, if you arc inclined to do, Will please me better than to SUE But if you don't, I'm not mistaken. Here lives a FORSAITH and an AIKEN, Who unto you will surely say, " Make out your friend his honest pay". And then you'll have to pay the debt, Likewise the C O S T — 'twill make you fret. You had much better pay me first, And of two evils, shun the worst. On some I've waited many years, Too long by far to me appears. I'll wait no longer, now REMEMBER, Than the last day of next DECEM- BER. Prepare yourselves before that day, Call and settle, and try to pay. I will take almost anything, At a fair price you're pleased to bring. Hew Hampshire Troubadour RUMFORD PRESS CONCORD, N. H. Patriot — Y ou've honey, everything this year but Money And if you've not one single groat, Pray call and settle give your Note. Comply with this, I'll thank you always, Your humble servant, THOMAS WALLACE. Goffstown, November 10, 1817 ^vir CALENDAR PICTURE DETERMINED HER FUTURE Littleton, N. H. (AP) A Littleton snow scene on a calendar called former telephone operator, Helen Briggs of Greenwich, Connecticut, to New Hampshire. Although she had never been in the state, the calendar picture made such an impression that Miss Briggs moved to a Littleton farm when she retired two years ago from the American Telephone and Telegraph Company. Now she is one of New Hampshire's most enthusiastic boosters. — Boston Globe 15 K y •/^•"••- r Today, I left my work to walk with you On sun-flecked, snow-smoothed garden paths — our feet Marked with a satin sound — the sharp air sweet To breathe— the sky, a dome of crystal blue. We touched the frosted branches of each tree — And smiled to see the winging, white flakes fall Like stars to tangle in your hair— How small, Yet, how delightful such brief joys can be. And though I came back to my tasks undone, I'm glad I left my work to walk with you, Because the growing years are short and few, When beauty can be shared with a small son. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. 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DONALD TUTTLE, EDITOR VOLUME XIV January, 1945number 10 BUILDINGA COLONIALMEETINGHOUSE On August 26, 1771, a town meeting at Amherst voted that "the building committee provide drink for raising the frame of the meeting house not exceeding eight barrels for such as shall do the labor of raising and for all spectators," and "one barrel of brown sugar for use of laborers and spectators to be distributed according to the discretion of said committee." Amherst was generous in its entertainment since two barrels of rum was the average supply that was purchased in most of the towns. A raising was a gala event. The Herculean task demanded all the muscular strength of the countryside. The fathers believed that their energy must be stimulated with plenty of New England rum. Certainly every man must exert his utmost power if accidents were to be avoided. The probable average weight of the entire frame was 65 pounds per cubic foot. A single truss for the roof weighed nearly 10,000 pounds. The carpenter in charge of the work was supposed to risk his life by riding up on the gallery girth New Hampshire Troubadour3 to supervise the pinning of the joints at the four corners as the several frames were raised. No wonder that housewives filled their brick ovens with beans and corn bread, pies and pound cake, for a noonday feast was a necessary part of the festivities. The building was dedicated January 19, 1774, three years and fifteen days from the beginning of the structure. On March 4, 1884, the town voted against purchasing a bell, also not to allow singers seats "that Psalmody may be carried on with greater regulation." Experience changed the mind of the citizens evidently because four years later a vote passed that "the seats in the front gallery be granted for the use of a number of persons skilled in singing." Again in 1796 the consent of the parish was sought that the bass viol might be used in the meeting house on Sundays "to assist the singers at the time of public worship." Again the approval of the voters was not obtained. In 1818 a meeting of citizens refused to pass a vote for the purchase of stoves. Not daunted, the advocates for warmth circulated a subscription paper which provided funds to install stoves six years later, no objections being offered by the voters to this financial arrangement. The following story, which is copied as it was told in Dunbarton, illustrates the opposition of many people to the introduction of stoves which were considered a dangerous invention: "Time was when the people thought they must be more modern and have some heat in the church. A few fought it and said if the Grace of God was not enough to keep them warm, they had better stay at home. Two old maids fought bitterly, but the majority won, and the stove was ordered from Boston, and was set up, but the pipe was too short, and so they did not 'fire up' the first Sunday, but put it up temporarily, so they could see how it was going to look. The 'two unconfisticated blessings' came with their fans and sat through the service fanning all the time. 'Holy Poker,' but they were mad when they found there was no fire!" [As told.] 4The January 1945 ?**. 'J.- «fc«*. l *-4 t «-■ RICHARD QRAEF The Wayland P. Tolman farm. Nelson Another tale from a later period in Hillsborough is amusing: "The only method of heating the meeting house in the early days was the foot stove. "Some time after the new church was built a furnace was installed which met the disfavor of some, particularly in the case of one old lady, Mary Ann by name. "The first time she came down the aisle, she stopped when she came to the register in the middle of the aisle, lifted her skirts ankle high, jumped across, thence passing down to her seat in the front New Hampshire Troubadour row as though nothing unusual had happened. The good old lady was not taking any chances in keeping warm by such 'new-fangle cast iron contraption as that,' she said. "On seating herself she proceeded to light her little foot stove, paying no attention to the titter from the boys and some of the grown-ups in the gallery." In the following year, 1819, the Toleration Act passed the General Court which separated church and state. Within a few years many towns were thankful to release their property to a church organization. Accordingly, Amherst voted to sell its meeting house at auction in 1833 though not without reservations. The First Congregational Church and Society were the purchasers after agreeing to allow the town to use the building for all town meetings as long a time as it might wish the bell, clock, belfry, and tower to remain the property of the town with the right of the Society to pass through the tower doors, ring the bell for funerals and public worship and on other occasions, with a clear statement, "without expense to the town." Owners of pews were to have the right to them and owners of stoves and organ to be allowed to remove their property. The purchasers agreed to keep the house in repair or it should revert to the town. Certainly the voters of Amherst still cherished their meeting house. During the following decades the town maintained these reservations but at length all claims, with the exception of the town clock, were deeded to the Congregational Society. Such is a typical history of a meeting house. The thirty and more now standing could duplicate, in general conditions, the same problems and experiences. With self-sacrifice to finance them and with pride in their ownership, the forefathers established standards of religion and of government in these buildings that have been the foundation of the civilization of all New England. — from Colonial Meeting Houses of New Hampshire by Eva A. Speare The January 1945 UNH NEWSPHOTO President Ernest M. Hopkins of Dartmouth College congratulates the newly inaugurated tenth president of the University of New Hampshire, Dr. Harold W. Stoke, at ceremonies held in Durham on December 17th. Appropriately the address of greeting in behalf of the Granite State sister colleges was delivered by President Hopkins before a large audience of high-ranking state officials, representatives from the educational world, including 15 college presidents, alumni, and students. 41-year-old President Stoke, former acting dean of the graduate school at the University of Wisconsin, chose for the subject of his inaugural address, "Education For An Age Of Power" New Hampshire Troubadour PORTSMOUTH The Seaport of New Hampshire. On the Piscataqua River. First named Strawberry Bank. Explored 1603. Settled 1623Incorporated as a city 1849.Top row, left to right:1. The Old North Church, Market Square. 2. The Rundlett-May House, built 1806. 3. View from hospital looking across South Pond. Junior High School at left. Bottom row, left to right: St. John's Church, built 1807. This parish owns one of the four American copies of the famous "Vinegar Bible.” 2. Waterfront on Piscataqua River. 3. Prescott Park. 4. Market Square and Congress Street, the Portsmouth Athenaeum (1803) in the foreground. All photos by A.Thornton Gray. NOVEMBERINTHEWHITEMOUNTAINS by Virginia Sebastian And now it is November and purple shadows fall behind the hills. The quiet murmur of the little wind bespeaks with warning of the storm and fury soon to come and all the world in stillness waits. And the mountains rise up in solid dignity crowned with snow on their black heights. I remember the winding road from the town and how you caught your breath at that first sight of Mount Washington around that curve in the road . . . and no matter how many times you saw the sweep of view it always seemed to be the first because somehow Washington never looks the same. But now in November that special purple haze settles down upon it, when dusk approaches, that somehow seems to isolate the mountain and set it apart from all else. One morning you would awaken to find the Carriage Road covered with snow and suddenly its aloneness seemed to be gone and it was as though it were just there out beyond the barn in the field north of Overlook, although in reality it is ten miles up the Pinkham Notch road. But I remember two months back in September when we did climb Washington. Somehow all the struggle and effort to reach the top is forgotten in the elation of gaining the summit. I remember starting off early in the morning and driving up to Joe Dodge's AMC Huts in Pinkham Notch and when we arrived there the mountain was hidden in a cloud although the sun was shining all around. We walked through the woods and into the forest up past Crystal Cascades and on to the Raymond Path. Here there was no sound but the crackling of the leaves underneath our feet and the occasional sound of a small strange bird and the faint whisper of the pines above our heads. And then at last we broke out through 10The January 1945 the woods and the great jagged streaked look of Huntington Ravine rose above us and we were ready for the climb over rocks so smooth and steep you had to hang on to the color in them! Three quarters of the way up we stopped for lunch and chose a little ledge on which to eat. It seemed as though you could leap off into the air and land on a mountain across the valley — all the southern mountains stretched before us — Wildcat, Middle, Tin, Thorn, and others filling in between. And up above the little white clouds scuttled over the edge of the rocks at the lip of the headwall of Huntington Ravine. On we must go and up finally to scale the last chimney and there we were in the deep thick carpet of above-treeline growth and we walked through carpets of tufted velvet in the backyard of the summit. Suddenly the tiredness left our limbs and we floated on up the last part of Jacob's Ladder hopping across the ties to the top — the cloud which hung over the mountain all morning was gone now and we looked down over all the world. Some of us merely stood in the wind and watched the view — it was more of a watching than a looking because there was so much below that it seemed you could never quite fill your eyes with enough of it. And then it was all over and down we must go — down over the big sharp rocks to the Headwall of Tuckerman's Ravine where the waterfall roared under the rocks. Down we went through the path of the cold little brook, hopping from stone to stone and never slowing down for fear of falling. And so across the floor of the ravine and when we reached Hermit Lake we stood a moment to look up there to the fine straight reach of cliff and a sudden respect was born in us for this great mountain which stood so immobile through all the seasons and the storms and we somehow drew strength from its greatness. Down now into the forest again — and soon we began to run over the trail with little stones flying out from our feet and late afternoon descended into the woods and the thrush sang its evening song, and its song was echoed in our hearts. New Hampshire Troubadour11 MOTHERLIQUOR There is a place in our fair land apart Where safe from Daiquiri or reeky rye Man taxes all his chemistry and art To brew the drink for which some children cry Which elders toiling up New England trails Pause to withdraw in bottles from their packs Which country stores display with ice in pails — As native as spruce gum or lumberjacks. It's beer, birch beer, Without a peer The finest friend At journey's end. Come, take a swig And taste the twig, And praise research That gave us birch. New Hampshire is the state. I name her first, Perhaps because I went there long ago And climbed the Sandwich Range and raised a thirst, And drank a bottle I had bought below. Thus Marco Polo sampling China tea, Or one who gave the world the coffee craze And died unsung — some Turk or Arab, he — And thus myself. I drank, and now I praise. No rye or Scotch Comes near the Notch No gin or rum While there be some To love, to cheer, The best birch beer (The white, the brown) And drink it down. 1 2The January 1945 WILLIAM C. DRAKE Start of a day's skiing at Jackson in the Eastern Slope Region New England speaks of "tonic," meaning "pop" — Like sarsaparilla, known to every child But that's a root, and it will never top White Mountain birch, all sunny and all wild. Back in a hundred villages remote From traffic and superior cuisine, I know a finer minor antidote To all the ills of man and his machine. Drink all you want In green Vermont, The State of Maine, Then drink again The clear, the crude, New Hampshire-brewed, And sing in church: God save the birch! — David McCord Reprinted by permission from "And What's More," by David McCord, Coward-McCann, Inc., New York City New HampshireTroubadour1 3 Front Cover from Kodachrome by Guy L. Shorey. Back Cover, Mts. Adams, Jefferson, and Washington of the Presidential Range, White Mountains, from Jefferson Highlands. Photo by Winston Pote. ^ywr The annual winter Recreational Calendar is now being distributed, and we shall be glad to send you a copy. It lists ski lifts, ski schools, winter events, and hotels and ski lodges with rates. ^yfJT State House circles are getting a chuckle out of one advertisement appearing in the 1945 edition of the Brown Book, official social register of the incoming state legislature. A local firm of funeral directors is listed with other Concord business firms in greeting the new lawmakers. Their ad states: "Welcome to the members of the New Hampshire Legislature. We arc glad you're here. Please call upon us for any service we can render you." — Concord Monitor. Pueblo, Colorado. - Justice of the Peace S. A. Bates, who offered to perform free marriage ceremonies for couples from Vermont and New Hampshire to round out his record of weddings for couples from all 48 states, performed a free ceremony here for Corporal Donald S. Cochrane and Miss Barbara E. Smart, who comes from Dover, N. H. He has one state to go. — New York Herald Tribune. ^jor NEWHAMPSHIREHILLS Where ray mind's eye will wander far Away from jungles, coral isles, To sunny fields where corn shocks stand A marking of a better land. Where other customs, other styles Cling to these war-warped memories. I look across a moonlit sea With other thoughts possessing me, Trout streams, woods where fallen snow Revealswhichwaythe"white-tails" go — But clearest yet of all these things Beyond the foamy coral frills, I see them day and night the same, ThosebeautifulNewHampshire Hills. - Lester H. Hancock, USNR 14 The January 1945 "Pep, Pills, and Politics" is a new book by Dr. Arthur W. Hopkins of West Swanzey, New Hampshire. Dr. Hopkins is a graduate of Dartmouth and has been a practicing physician in West Swanzey for many years. The book is an account of his experiences as a country practitioner. In a review of the book in the Dartmouth Alumni Magazine by Prof. L. B. Richardson this comment is made: "His career, modest as it is, has been one of high utility and great interest. That interest is well reflected in this story of his life." (Vermont Printing Company. $2.50.) On December 13, 1944, Dartmouth College reached its 175th birthday, but in place of the formal ceremonies which would attend the occasion in peacetime, the college simply had another busy day of Navy and civilian wartime service. Present civilian enrollment of 240 barely matches that of a century ago, but the trustees have declined to curtail the regular liberal arts curriculum no matter how great the wartime shrinkage. This has been Dartmouth's way of keeping faith with its educational tradition and with its self-chosen mission. New Hampshire Troubadour RUMFORDPRESS CONCORDNH Fifty-five New Hampshire clergymen representing nine different religions are serving as chaplains in the armed forces. The first bomb loosed from a B-29 Bomber flown by Capt. Clayton F. Gray on a combat mission over Japan was marked "Cindy to Tojo, in honor of his infant daughter, Lucinda. Mrs. Gray is a native of Keene, New Hampshire, and Capt. Gray is a recent Dartmouth graduate. On the summit of Mt.Washington, looking down the Tuckerman Headwall, Boott Spur in background WINSTON POTE THETIMEWILLCOME By Pauline Soroka Chadwell e wi'l come — He will return to be b.ved hills, where seasons come and go tides of beauty's changing sea — j of brilliant autumn fire, deep snow anced drifts, bright song of early spring Ing brooks, sweet smell of scented hay In.renched fields, clean barns, stone walls to bring iost peace to heart and mind, some day. nt, his head is heavy with the jungle heat, .heart is sated with the tropic sun and rain /t something in his aching body fights defeat, ..remembering the hills and skies of home again — And in the sodden night, he dreams of mountain air. 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Title A name given to the resource The New Hampshire Troubadour Subject The topic of the resource Troubadour Description An account of the resource The New Hampshire Troubadour was a publication of the State of New Hampshire's State Planning and Development Commission in Concord, NH from 1931-1950s. Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource The State of New Hampshire Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available The State of New Hampshire Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1930s-1950s Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource NHSL Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource State of New Hampshire Troubadour PDF files of the Troubadour OCR OCR of the Troubadour TROUBADOUR NEW HAMPSHIRE STATE LIBRARY Governor Charles M. Dale and Family The New Hampshire Troubadour COMES TO YOU EVERY MONTH SINGING THE PRAISES OF NEW HAMPSHIRE, A STATE WHOSE BEAUTY AND OPPORTUNITIES SHOULD TEMPI' YOU TO COME AND SHARE THOSE GOOD THINGS THAT MAKE IIII HERESODELIGHTFUL.ITISSENTTOYOUBY THE STATE PLANNING AND DEVELOPMENT COMMISSION AT CONCORD, NEW HAMPSHIRE. FIFTY CENTS A YEAR VOLUMExvi THORSTEN V . KAUJARVI, editor January, I 947 A New Year's Greeting! NUMBER 10 TONIGHT the New Hampshire hills lie silent and snow-blanketed under a motionless s\ irl of brilliant stars. The cheerful lights of town twinkle, and the streets arc almost deserted. This is a scene of peace and contentment, an ideal setting in which to con- template the challenges and promises of the new- year. To all TROUBADOUR readers I wish a happy and prosperous New Year, with success in meeting the problems of the day and of the future. May this new year bring you increased health and happiness! New Hampshire Troubadour CHARLES M. DALE Governor 3 THE GREAT WHITE HILLS by Ernest Poole (Excerpts from the book with the same title.) Most of us in these mountains now look for an immense increase in skiing and other winter sports, skiing is oldet than most people know. More than a thousand years ago historians in China spoke of the Snowshoe Turks, the Kirgiz and Bayerku and Liu-Knei tribes, who on "snow sucks" skied in Siberia and north ol the Gobi Desert and far up in Kamchatka. In these last decades, in Siberia, New Zealand and Australia the sport was revived and in Europe it spread from Norway and Sweden, Germany, Austria and the Swiss Alps all through the Balkan countries and down to Greece and France and Spain and the ace skier of Italy told me just before the war that 70,000 were skiing from XIt. Aetna m the Alps. Countless thousands of ski troops were trained and their numbers were multi- plied in the war. From these hills Walter Prager, Selden 11 at ma and little Dick Durrance, American champion, trained ski paratroops in the Rockies. Thousands of their pupils served in Alaska and over- seas. Will they stop skiing when they come home.' I doubt it. Once you've really learned the game, you never want to give up this racing down the mountain runs. Moreover, as the life of this nation speeds up for most young people, they will want ski centers close to their jobs and for the eastern pari of out country this high region is (lose even now , and soon the air services being planned from the cities will bring it closer still. So it is thai our prophets are talking of week ends when all through the great White 11 ills tens of thousands of skiers will come dovt n in great airplanes from the sky for two dats of while magic here, and in Summer busy men in New York 4 The January 1947 may lly up in an hour or two for week ends with their fami- lies. So this mountain area will be i ipened up as never before, as a place for the raving of recreation and rest in our summer and winter sports, in boarding schools and slimmer camps, hotels and sanitaria. The lish and game resources will be developed and increased so will die nails and mountain Inns, ski runs and jumps, snow carnivals. And these will be by no means only for mere visitors, for all these activities will keep here thou- sands of our young folks who in die pasi drifted oil'to the towns, and to diem will be added thou- sands of others weary from war and tired of eilies. who will come and settle down, some to run ski inns, stores and shops and others to teaeh in schools or to help in our .sanitaria. For young doctors of die both or mind I know no liner work in life than to develop mountain homes for boys disabled or exhausted by war, to put nets life into litem and either send them back reach to cope with cities or keep them here and lit them into work in this new life in the hills. [thousands of young couples, loo, will come up and buy old latins. i modern methods and modern tools die farm labor will be .Yew Hampshire Troubadour Monadnock Mt.Jram Petarborough EAMES STUDIO Ml. Adams from die glen somewhat eased and made to produce as never before, and close ready markets will be here. Wood lots will be developed, too our larger forests will be conserved and tlicir products will be used in big and little shops and mills to give employment the year around. Easy? No. On farms the labor will still be hard, weaklings will be weeded out and only the strong left as new permanent citizens. But for all hill lovers a grand clean life is waiting here, nor will it be lonely as in the past, for not only will the airplane, the automo- bile and the telephone bind us all by closer ties, but to us in these mountain homes the radio and television will add their service to that of the city newspapers which come here now. The noted con- ductor Stokowsky once spent a couple of nights in our house and he prophesied that to countless homes will come the music of great orchestras not only from this country but from all over Europe, too, while the art treasures of the world will be pictured by tele- vision. "When you wish to see some lovely old Chinese vase in a museum overseas," he declared, "you will go to your telephone in the morn- ing and ask that it be shown to you, for a small charge, perhaps to- 6 The"January1947 HAROLD ORHE night at nine o'clock and at that hour on your screen that same lovely vase will appear, and a scholar speaking in English will tell you about it as he turns it this way and that." So even to our mountain homes the future world may come at night. But outside there will still be the deep pine forests all around and the mountains looming high against the frosty silent stars. In a million million years from now, by slide and erosion they will be levelled nearly down to our valleys, so the geologists say. But mean- while men will still look up to the hills whence cometh strength for bodies, minds and spirits in this tumultuous world of ours. BOSWORTH OLD HALL RUGBY HUBBANDS BOSWORTH 286 E d ito r: NEW HAMPSHIRE TROUBADOUR Dear Sir: Though, alas, I may not be a "prospective motorist" in New Hampshire, could I please have a copy of your "Autumn Foliage Bulletin"? I expect that it isn't enough sweet agony for me to re- ceive the TROUBADOUR each month — that I must tear the wound which was caused at parting nearly forty years ago with more vi- sion of the countryside I love so well. I expect that the enchantment of remembrance makes me believe that each stick and stone of New Hampshire has special virtue, that nowhere else on earth do the brooks run so gently, nor is the air so golden, no lakes are ever so sparkling, no birds so melodious nor flowers so lovely. Where else do tiger lilies consort with a wayside post-box, or blue-birds sing among pink apple blossoms against a clear crisp sky? Where ever else can sunshine be silver on the bark of birch trees and golden on their leaves — sparkling living sunshine — unhampered on its way from Heaven? Neiv Hampshire Troubadour 7 October 14, 1946 I have much for which to thank my friendly countrymen — especially during our need in England —but to whomever has caused the I Rtn HAOIII i< to be sent to me so regularly I owe a debt of gratitude which it is hard to explain for it comes from the vers mots ol my being the very heart of m soul which receives so much joy from your little publication. Am 1 overbold in asking for further courtesy? tf so I hope you will forgive my longing. Very truly, 1 lit IN ( Avmnii.i. P.S. It may be of interest to you to know that I pass uw eopv on to the Headmaster of Rugby School — there he and the youth of England may learn of beauties of our home stale. THE BATTLE OF MT, WASHINGTON Lf <L. y. Eoiktr The time came when our peaceful kind Was faced with warring change An enemy swept in and took The Presidential Range. Their generals found upon the map Mi. Washington's elevation "Now that's the place," they cried, "for guns! A post for observation! "East's highest point, with train and road - Oh, militan blisst Don't bother with the oilier peaks, We'll concentrate on this." 7 he January VW m >-^r*> j€ 10 They sent up troops with guns and bombs And watched for bloody news But weeks went by. They onlv got White Mountain post card views. When scouts were sent to stir things up, The scouts would disappear And send back coded messages: "Grand! wish that you were here!" The generals said, "We'll see ourselves—" They found there was no seeing. Mt. Washington was in a cloud. But they enjoyed the skiing. No observations could they make To fire off a gun. The snow went but the cloud remained The trails, they learned, were fun. So when the cloud blew off they were Too busy with the quest: Was Huntington or Tuckerman Or King Ravine the best? Just as they found the lesser peaks Were quite as good for play, The war came to an end and they Were told to go away. And, as they packed their rusty guns In sad evacuation. They murmured, "Let's come back next year For our two weeks' vacation!" The January 1947 SINGING YANKEES by Lewis Gannett THEY say that Americans arc not a singing people, but there is the record of the Hutchinson family to confound such skeptics. Philip D. Jordan, a history professor with an obvious frustrated passion to become a novelist, tells their story in "Singin' Yankees" (Univer- sity of Minnesota Press, S3.50). The Singing Sons and Daughters of Jesse It was about 1839 that signs were posted on the Town House of Milford, N. H., and in the covered bridge, proclaiming that "The eleven sons and two daughters of the tribe of Jesse will sing at the Baptist Meeting-house on Thanksgiving Evening at 7 o'clock." Old Jesse Hutchinson liked to hear his children chant the anthem written to commemorate the conversion of Deacon Giles's distillery into a temperance hall: "King Alcohol is very sly, A liar from the first, He'll make you drink until you're dry, Then drink because you thirst." But Jesse got tired of the eternal noise he made his children practice outside the house, behind a rock in the hay field, and he refused to contribute a cent when four of his offspring set off for Boston to study singing. They earned their way one as a type- setter, another sawing wood, and two tending store. One, to his own distaste, even served rum and whisky by the glass, which was then a normal part of grocery-store routine. They called themselves the "Aeolian Vocalists" when they gave their first pay concert by candlelight in East Wilton, N. H., for a net profit of six and a half cents. Already they had composed, and set to gospel music, the song that was to make them fatuous, "We've come down from the mountains of the Old Granite State," ending New Hampshire Troubadour 11 with a recitative of the thirteen Hutchinsons' Biblical names. In the summer of 1842, in a two-horse $75 carryall, three brothers and twelve-year-old sister Abby set out on tour upstate to Dartmouth, across the Connecticut River to Woodstock, Yt., down through Saratoga Springs to Albany and back East to Boston. Musical suc- cess came faster in those days than in this. The success of the Hutchinson family's first concert, in Melodeon Hall in Boston, on Sept. 13, led them to engage the hall again on Sept. 17, and to give a third performance on the 20th. "Get Off the Trad'' I lies sang temperance songs, a tear-jerker called "The Vulture of the Alps," and stirring anti-slavery songs composed by the Hutchinsons themselves, such as "Get Off the Track" ("the Emancipation train is coining") and "lite Bereaved Slave Mother." The public loved their home-grown balladry. The) even sang in Xiblo's Garden and Saloon in New York for a fee of $50(1, which must have hurt their teetotal consciences. They toured England, and while London was cool, Charles Dickens invited them to dinner and the provinces welcomed them, Then came trouble. The stay-at-home brothers were jealous the) formed a rival troop, billed under the same name and singing the same songs. The original group broke up. Some of the boys married, and the wives wanted to sing, too. Some formed other partnerships at one time five dillerent Hutchinson combinations were on tour. And eventually their insistence upon anti-slavery songs got them roundly hissed in New York and barred from the halls in St. Louis. For almost half a century some of the singing the Hutchinsons were on tour. One group of Hutchinsons toured the mining camps of California in the 1850s. Another helped popularize "John Brown's Body" at the beginning of the Civil War it was they who made 12 The January l<>17 "Tenting on the Old Camp Ground" familiar toward the end of the war. Mr. Jordan acutely points out that the early Civil War songs were belligerent, the later ones homesick, as in other wars the author and composer of the mournful strains of "Tenting on the Old Camp Ground," an old New Hampshire friend of the I lutchinsons, was a soldier himself. One of the original group died of a fever, but his voire continued to be heard, by William Lloyd Garrison among others, at the spir- itualist seances conducted by the fox Sisters. One became insane and committed suicide. Still another helped found twin pioneer communities, named Harmony and Hutchinson, in Minnesota. Singing for Pence John Hutchinson survived longest. It was he who. at Cooper Union in 1870. put across "The Drunkard's Child" ("You ask me why so oft, lather, the tear rolls down my cheek. . . . It breaks my heart to think that 1 ant called a drunkard's child"), lie sang at the Republican National Convention of 1892 and in 1905 went to Portsmouth to sing the disputing Russians and Japanese into peace. He was eighty-four at the time. The outlanders didn't listen to him, but a fifty-year-old singing teacher front Washington fell in love with him and married him. All this is rich Americana. Unfortunately, to get at the gist of the story, one has to wade through Mr. Jordan's earnest efforts to repro- duce Hutchinson family conversation as he thinks it may have sounded. Mr. Jordan is belter as historian than novelist, and the facts are eloquent enough without fictional grace notes. For the Ilutchinsons were American folk singers of significance. From our smug plateau of 1 ''46 it is pleasant to recall that a century ago they were singing "There's a good time coining, boys, A good time a uniug. . . . Nations shall not quarrel then. To prove which is the stronger." — From the New York Herald-Tribunt New Hampshire Troubadour 13 FRONT COVER: M t. Jefferson from the glen between Pinkham Notch and Gotham. Color Photograph by Winston Pote. BACK COVER: New Hampshire winter. Eric Sanford. PAGE NINE: Tuckerman Ravine. Victor Beaudoin. ^jor September 17,1946 Thorsten V . Kalijarvi, Editor TROUBADOUR Concord, New Hampshire Dear Sir: One ofour great pleasures at our summer home Deep Shadows," located on the side of Bald Mt., West Campton, N . H . (seven miles north of Plymouth) is to watch nightly for the turning on of the beacon light .11 mountain station, Iramway, Cannon Mt.Thelight must b e a t least thirty-five miles away b u t w e see it clearly from o u r sightly home. It shines brightly like a great star, and we often won- der o n h o w many other homes it is casting its warm hospitable glow. Would it be possible to arrange alittlewriteupabout itinTROUBA- ln1!k.'I,o(atedasilis,nearK inthe centre of the state, it must have b e - come dear to hundreds. 1 1 Cannon Mountain from our Cottage resembles a prostrate child — We call her Baby Stuart — In the morning when t h e s u n shines brightly on the rose colored ledges which form the left wall of Franconia Notch we see her as a strawberry blonde — She is our breakfast guest and lovely to look upon and at night we know she is still there b y the twinkle of the diamond on the tip of her nose, brilliant in the blackness. The light spreading cheer a n d comfort across t h e countryside is symbolic of the great eternal light, so very near a n d ever present in these majestic mountains. We hope brightly. ^y it will always shine Very truly, LENA P . KNOWLTON The State Forestry tion Commission lias gift to the state of the Madison boulder, the largest boulder in New Hampshire, and ten acres of land from Frank E . a n d Robert Kennett of Conway and Leon O . Gerry of Concord. T h e mighty rock, which was brought two miles and de- posited in its present position by The January 1947 a n d accepted t h e Recrea- HAROLD Madison BouUer the great glacier, is estimated to weigh 765(1 tons, is 70 feet long, 30 feet wide and 40 feet high. The site will become a new state recreation a r e a ^jor NEW HAMPSHIRE AUTHORS AND BOOKS "The Countryman's Cookbook," by Haydn Pearson, published by Whittlesey House, New York, price $3, contains many New Hampshire recipes, personal references, and attractive photographs of kitchens and harvest scenes. New Hampshire Troubadour RUMFORD PRESS CONCORD. N. H. The Dartmouth Winter Carnival will be held February 15 and 16, 1947. The New England Sled Dog Club plans to schedule sled dog races every weekend during Janu- ary and February at New Hamp- shire town and community winter carnivals. The excellence of winter driving conditions in New Hampshire has brought great fame to the New Hampshire Highway Department, which promises to maintain its usual efficiency during the present season. Crews go into action at any time of day or night. A system of observation and reports assures prompt notice of storm or other conditions calling for plowing or sanding. Many of the highways are entirely clear of snow and ice a few hours after they have been plowed. ^yYJr New Hampshire is to have a booth and exhibit on the fourth floor of the 1947 Motor Boat Show to be held at Grand Central Palace, New York, January 10-18. 1 5 NOSTALGIA by Roslind E. Wallace For one brief glimpse of mountains' winter charm: New Hampshire in her glistening garments clad Far distant from the easy things of man, Entranced by ever-changing peaks ahead: All urgency of life and pressing claims For mountain's winter charm a poor exchange. The winding roads now white with purest snow, And icy rivers winding through the glen Oh, what great rapture thrills all those who know And oft return to mountain heights again— To memories and enchantments that enthrall, Land of all joys. New Hampshire beautiful. iHg Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. 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Title A name given to the resource The New Hampshire Troubadour Subject The topic of the resource Troubadour Description An account of the resource The New Hampshire Troubadour was a publication of the State of New Hampshire's State Planning and Development Commission in Concord, NH from 1931-1950s. Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource The State of New Hampshire Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available The State of New Hampshire Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1930s-1950s Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource NHSL Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource State of New Hampshire Troubadour PDF files of the Troubadour Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available State of New Hampshire Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context troubadour071951 Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource State of New Hampshire Title A name given to the resource The New Hampshire Troubadour July 1951 Description An account of the resource <em>Enjoy the July 1951 issue of The New Hampshire Troubadour!</em><!--more-->[gview file="http://nhlibraries.org/history/wp-content/uploads/2015/12/July1951Final.pdf"] Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1951 Type The nature or genre of the resource Magazine Format The file format, physical medium, or dimensions of the resource 16-page booklet Coverage The spatial or temporal topic of the resource, the spatial applicability of the resource, or the jurisdiction under which the resource is relevant New Hampshire Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource COPYRIGHT UNDETERMINED: This Rights Statement should be used for Items for which the copyright status is unknown and for which the organization that has made the Item available has undertaken an (unsuccessful) effort to determine the copyright status of the underlying Work. Typically, this Rights Statement is used when the organization is missing key facts essential to making an accurate copyright status determination. URI: http://rightsstatements.org/vocab/UND/1.0/ Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource New Hampshire State Library, 20 Park Stree, Concord, NH 03301https://nh.gov/nhsl Language A language of the resource eng Subject The topic of the resource Peterborough Churches (photo) Churches Presidential Range (photo) Hampton Beach (photo) Langdon Langdon (photo) Lake Winnipesaukee (photo) Lighthouses (photo) https://omekaclassic1.nhlibraries.org/files/original/78c0cff45287e8406d77f98c3626ac7e.pdf 6779d8bb297f217a12a46f0ce67f419d Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource The New Hampshire Troubadour Subject The topic of the resource Troubadour Description An account of the resource The New Hampshire Troubadour was a publication of the State of New Hampshire's State Planning and Development Commission in Concord, NH from 1931-1950s. Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource The State of New Hampshire Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available The State of New Hampshire Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1930s-1950s Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource NHSL Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource State of New Hampshire Troubadour PDF files of the Troubadour Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available State of New Hampshire Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context troubadour061944 Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource State of New Hampshire Title A name given to the resource The New Hampshire Troubadour June 1944 Description An account of the resource <em>Enjoy the June 1944 issue of The New Hampshire Troubadour! </em> <!--more--> [gview file="http://nhlibraries.org/history/wp-content/uploads/2015/12/Troubadour1944JuneFinal.pdf"] Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1944 Type The nature or genre of the resource Magazine Format The file format, physical medium, or dimensions of the resource 16-page booklet Coverage The spatial or temporal topic of the resource, the spatial applicability of the resource, or the jurisdiction under which the resource is relevant New Hampshire Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource COPYRIGHT UNDETERMINED: This Rights Statement should be used for Items for which the copyright status is unknown and for which the organization that has made the Item available has undertaken an (unsuccessful) effort to determine the copyright status of the underlying Work. Typically, this Rights Statement is used when the organization is missing key facts essential to making an accurate copyright status determination. URI: http://rightsstatements.org/vocab/UND/1.0/ Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource New Hampshire State Library, 20 Park Stree, Concord, NH 03301https://nh.gov/nhsl Language A language of the resource eng Subject The topic of the resource Hampton Beach (photo) Mt. Israel (photo)