New Hampshire’s Unluckiest Family: The Bradleys

In the course of New Hampshire’s history, perhaps the unluckiest family was that of Bradley. Were their untimely deaths the result of a curse, or did they simply have the bad luck of being in the wrong place at the wrong time?

It started with the progenitor of this prolific New England family–Daniel Broadley. He immigrated to the New World on 8 Apr 1635 on the ship, “Elizabeth,” of London first settling in Rowley and later in Haverhill, Massachusetts. On 13 Aug 1689 a small party of Indians appeared in the northerly part of this town, and killed him. But not before he married and his wife gave birth to his nine children.

Some of his immediate descendants received a similar sad fate:

— 1695: His eighth child, Isaac (b 1679/80 in Haverhill MA) was abducted by Indians in 1695 but escaped. He married and had ten children.

— 1696: His eldest son Daniel (b. 1662 in Rowley MA) was killed by Indians in March of 1696/97 in what was later known as the “Dustin Massacre.”

— 1718: His fifth child, Mary (b. Apr 1671 in Haverhill MA) was killed 3 Sep 1718 by Indians. She was married twice, her first husband being killed by Indians in 1704. She had 6 children.

— 1727: His second son, Joseph (b. 1664 in Rowley) died Oct 1727.  Joseph’s wife Hannah (Heath) Bradley was captured not once, but twice by Indians and abducted to Canada.  During one of these captivities her newborn child was killed by the abductors. Three other of their children were killed by Indians.

–His ninth child Abraham (b. March 1683 in Haverhill MA) moved to Concord [then called Rumford] NH, where he sired 11 children. He died probably of natural causes.

— 1746: His grandson (by Abraham) Lieut. Jonathan (b 1713 in Haverhill MA) died 11 August 1746 in Concord NH killed by Indians. He had married and had four children previously.

— 1746: His grandson (by Abraham) Samuel Bradley (b 1721 in Haverhill MA) was killed on the same day as his brother Jonathan, in Concord NH on 11 August 1746. He had married and had three children.

–His grandson (by Abraham) Lieut. Timothy Bradley (b. 1711 in Haverhill MA) married Abiah Stevens and had twelve children. Timothy and his wife died of normal causes.  But such was not the fate for their children.

–1759: His great-grandson, (by gr-son Timothy, and son Abraham) Benjamin Bradley (b 1739 in Concord NH). He was one of Roger’s Rangers who perished after the St. Francis flight of Oct 1759. [SEE upcoming article about New Hampshire’s Lost Treasure: The Silver Madonna].

Janice

PS: This strange article is submitted as my contribution to the 4th Edition of Blog Carnival: Cabinet of Curiosities, hosted by Walking the Berkshires.

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President Daniel Webster, and Other Great Humorists, by B. Elwin Sherman

Daniel Webster, who I'm now nominating as the first official Humorist

Laureate of New Hampshire, was once asked to fill the Vice-Presidential spot on

the Whig Party ticket in 1858 with Zachary Taylor, the Party's Presidential

nominee.  He turned it down, saying: “I do not propose to be buried until I

am dead.”

 
Now there's a man who should have been President, or at least been given

his own sitcom.  Ironic, because had Mr. Webster accepted the role of

Executive second banana, he'd have been top banana 16 months later, when Taylor

died in office.  Instead, we inherited Millard Fillmore, our 13th

President, and the only Chief Executive whose name anagrams into: “Mr., I’m A

Filled Roll.”

 
Historically, I find this to be a fitting declaration, as Millard also once

turned down an honorary doctorate because he couldn't understand the diploma's

Latin text.  He said: “No man should accept a degree he can’t read.”

 
Jon Stewart couldn't have quipped it quicker, but I must align myself with

brother humorist Dave Barry, who, in his book: “Dave Barry Slept Here,” cited

the highest achievement of the Fillmore Presidency as: “The earth didn'’t crash

into the sun.”

 
To his credit, however, Fillmore did set up the first White House library,

and later appointed Daniel Webster as his Secretary of State.  We all know

how now-nominated Humorist Laureate Webster then went on to utter this country's

most heralded battle cry: “Give me liberty or give me a dictionary!”

 
(Well … if he didn't offer that ultimatum, he should have, because neither

is worth much without the other.)

 
We'll soon be going to the polls.  In Presidential candidate

politicking, if Iowa is the springboard, then our Granite State is the

pool.  I'm not about to make an endorsement splash here, but if you're

still undecided, I will declare it vital that our next top banana have a keen

sense of humor, and you should vote as if your ballot depended on it.

 
I recently published a column suggesting how we might tidy up the process

of electing a President, but I don't see any evidence that my ideas are being

taken seriously.  For a humorist, this is a good sign.

 
Among other innovations, I proposed that we cancel the national

conventions, and instead of over-funding these grand old glitz and glamour

balls, apply the money where it will best serve the nation:  “to the

elderly, the disabled, our soldiers and their families, and generous grants for

working humor columnists.”

 
Thus far, that idea has generated nothing except my being able to quote

myself, something Millard Fillmore would have died for in any language.

 
I'd thought that our candidates could all be bib-jeaned, lined up and set

upon tractors.  Then, something simple but elegant, like a Thunderbirds

fly-over, would signal the start of the contest.  The first candidate to

finish planting an acre of corn and left outstanding in his/her field would be

President. 

 
Now, isn't this a much more homespun and truer method of evaluating

Presidential savvy than watching a bunch of ballyhoo-ers in funny hats anointing

a foregone conclusion?  That's what football stadiums are for.

 
I submitted this idea to the respective chairmen of our national political

parties, but the non-response has been greater than anyone has ever

non-responded to my columns before.  I suspect my letters were shredded,

burned, and mulched into convention placards, and will be distributed as genuine

simulated Uncle Sam top hats.

 
As stated, I'll stop short of endorsing anyone here, but my comic instincts

tell me that Barack Obama, Mike Huckabee and Dennis Kucinich are the candidates

most likely to know and make a good joke when they hear and see one.  Going

through early life with a funny name gives one a talent for the jeu

d'esprit.

Repeatedly fending off the early playground derisions of: “Yo Mama,

Obama!” or “Cluckabee Huckabee!” or “Eat your spinach, Kucinich!” in the

formative years, has a way of polishing a sense of humor into one worthy of

Presidential wit.  Consider:

 
OBAMA:  At a dinner attended by Dick Cheney, he addressed the

Vice-President, saying:  “For years, we Democrats have succeeded in doing

little more than shooting ourselves in the foot.  You taught us a valuable

lesson.  Aim higher.”

 
HUCKABEE:  “Jesus was too smart to ever run for public office.”
 
KUCINICH:  “Everyone should have health insurance?  I say

everyone should have health care.  I'm not selling insurance.”

 
A prominent New Hampshire newspaper whose name (Union) we needn’t mention,

(Leader) displays as part of its masthead, a quote from almost-President Daniel

Webster, now our state Laughmaster-in-Chief:  “There is nothing so powerful

as truth.”

 
As with most newspapers, it isn't what they say, but what they don't

say.  It omits (look it up yourselves) the rest of that historical quote,

which reads: ” … and often nothing so strange.”

 
An apt anagram for Daniel Webster is: “Wits, be learned.”  From a man

who also said that “Wisdom begins at the end,” I suggest that when we enter the

voting booths in 2008, that's a good place to start.

 
 

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Copyright 2007 B. Elwin Sherman.  All rights

reserved.  Used with permission.
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Happy New Year To One And All

We

are called to record the death of 2007, which took its departure last

night at about fifty-nine minutes past eleven.  Another year, with all

its appendages of months and weeks and days; with all its paraphernalia

of storms and sunshine, joys and sorrows has gone to mingle with those

before the flood. It seems of business or pleasure have ceased–Her

short reign, though fruitful in events, is over, and another has

usurped her sway, to play for a brief space, “fantastic tricks beneath

high Heaven.”

Agreeable to ancient usage, we must wish our

Friends and Patrons “A HAPPY NEW YEAR!” and we do it with all the

warmth of sincere and hearty friendship.

We are blessed with

health and prosperity, and we wish the same to all our friends, and to

the whole human family. We would probably say much upon this

occasion–write a lengthy address–but we must say as did the Rev.

Divine who asked the blessing at table: “We could have done much better

if it had not been for lack of time.”

–An amended editorial

originally published in the Dover Gazette & Strafford Adviser

(Dover NH) Tuesday, January 2, 1838; Issue 6, col A.

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New Year articles from my blogger friends and associates…..

-The Genealogue: A Gift of Grace

Jasia's 2008 New Year Resolutions

Terry Thornton's Mississippi: The Fat State–My Attempt to Become Unfat

-Amy Kane's Horton Hatches a New Year-

Miriam's 2008 Genealogy Resolutions

-Becky Wiseman's Two-Faced Monster

-Craig's 2007 in Retrospect-

Nikki-Ann's Another Year Over

Lori Thornton's New Year 1835

Dujour Photoblog (Santa's Hut)

-Georgia On My Mind: Looking Ahead to New Year's Day

Randy Seaver: Happy New Year

Jessica's 2007 in Review

-Chery's New Years Greetings from Beautiful Seattle

-Larry's Tidying Up For the New Year

-Lisa's Pot of Gold At the End of the Rainbow

Colleen's Resolutions

John Newmark's Happy New Year

Bill West's 2008 Resolutions

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Judge Samuel Sewall

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"The Leakeys of White Mountain Geology": Hanover New Hampshire’s James Walter Goldthwait (1880-1947), Richard Parker Goldthwait (1911-1992) and Lawrence Goldthwait (1914-2001)

James Walter Goldthwait

James Walter Goldthwait

For countless years the Goldthwait name was synonymous with geology and geography, not only in New Hampshire, but throughout the world. Their legacy lives on in their studies, publications, and progeny.  James Walter Goldthwait, the father, was the son of a humble Lynn Massachusetts livery stable owner. Of James siblings, Emily became a music teacher, and Cora Olive, a teacher who married Isaiah Bowman–one of the world renown geographers of his time.

James W. Goldthwait furthered his education at Harvard where he was awarded a PhD in 1906. He shared his love of the earth with his sons, Richard Parker, and Lawrence. Continue reading

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