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and Common Council, the Mayor making City Corporation at which were present a welcoming address to which the General Governor Wolcott and suite and other

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BURNING OF THE MITCHELL BUILDING,-1839. (Present site of Courant Building. From an old print, courtesy of Hartford Courant.)

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made a verbal reply. Soon afterwards he gentlemen of distinction ; among the partook of a breakfast furnished by the number Hon. John Trumbull and John

Caldwell, Esq. After the repast was over the general accompanied by the governor, in an open carriage drawn by four white horses, and a distinguished company, was escorted by the First Company of Foot Guards, under Major Lynde Olmsted, to the east yard of the State House where

arranged under 'the superintendence of Dr. J. L. Comstock about eight hundred children from six to twelve years of age, the girls dressed in white and all wearing badges with this motto: “Nous vous AIMONS,

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MRS. SIGOURNEY'S HOUSE, HIGH STREET.

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At the upper section of the yard the gold medal suitably inscribed and inclosed deaf and dumb pupils of the American in a paper containing an address written Asylum, (the first institution in America for by Lydia H. Sigourney, the poetess.

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the care of such children) were gathered After an address of welcome by the wearing badges inscribed, "We Feel what Governor in the Senate Chamber he was our Country Expresses." Dr. Comstock conducted to a platform erected in front presented him, in behalf of the children, a of the State House yard beneath a civic arch beautifully decorated. Then passed Noah A. Phelps, county sheriff, was in review nearly a hundred veterans of the chief marshal, his assistants being Joshua war of the Revolution, and a marching P. Burnham, Joseph G. Norton, James M. salute was given by the military, about Goodwin, Henry Kilburn, George Beach, 1,200 in number, under command of Samuel G. Chaffee, Charles Sheldon, Gen. Nathan Johnson, after which he was William Johnson, Charles Babcock, Barescorted to his quarters and at 4 o'clock zillai Hudson, Oliver E. Williams, Benjahe embarked on the steamboat “Oliver min H. Norton and William H. Morgan. Ellsworth," for New York.

(To be continued.)

JUDGE SHERMAN W. ADAMS.

(MAY 6, 1836 — OCT. 19, 1898.)

THE

their proper

HE late Judge Sherman Wolcott more information than any other person. Adams was in many ways a re

Probably he could tell you not only the markable man; more so, indeed, than even

location of the old homestead, but even his acquaint

the outlying

lands with ances realized. It

boundaries. was only the

It is scarcely friend with similar inter

an exaggera

tion to say ests and stud

that he knew ies, who could

ancient Wethmeasure him

ersfield better at his real

than even a worth. For

native knows he was a man

his modern who did not

Wethersfield carry his

Patiently, knowledge in sight; he was

year by year,

he had made not eager to

these microimpart his information or

scopic exam

inations of to proffer his

her historic own opinions. Yet to those

past, until the who had the

early settle

ment lay privilege of

clear in every his friendship JUDGE SHERMAN W. ADAMS.

detail before what a rich and generous nature he revealed !

his eye. But this was only one departWere you interested in some ancient ent of his historical knowledge. It Wethersfield family, he could give you

broadened from Wethersfield to Conuecticut, and from Connecticut to New For readers of this Magazine it is interEngland, while the historic aspect of all esting to know, that in the first issue of lands was attractive to him.

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the Connecticut Quarterly, Judge Adams Yet strong as was his love of history, wrote a historical sketch of Bushnell Park his love of nature was even stronger. His which was concluded in the following frail, delicate figure was a familiar image number. In a wholly different vein is his in the streets of Hartford, but our typical poem, What the Drinking Fountain Said, picture of him is roaming through some which appeared with illustrations in the wood, or gathering flowers in some field, second number of 1897. Articles of his or sauntering through his beloved Bush- on The Andros Government, The Militia, nell Park. He loved the native flowers The Settlement of Hartford, The Bench and shrubs and trees of Connecticut. The and the Bar, Wethersfield and Rocky Hill, lilac, he once remarked, was one of our can be found in the invaluable Memorial oldest door-yard flowers, and still one of History of Hartford County. our best. Passing by a noble oak while on For over twenty years, he was an a drive one day in the country he observed honored member of the Connecticut that it was the right species to plant for a Historical Society where his exceptional shade-tree. He was just the companion abilities were highly appreciated. He was to drive with along our country roads. fond of sauntering into the Society's

The historic, the natural and the artistic rooms, picking up information here and all appealed to him, and one could not be there, and learning with genuine pleasure, his associate without becoming wiser and of every new acquisition to its library or better. At all seasons he was gathering museum. “The harvest of a quiet eye.”

A glance at the yearly donations to the He could give you the Latin names Society, will show what a constant contriblike a professor of botany, but he could utor he was. give you far more—the virtues of herbs,

He was

a regular attendant at the the qualities of trees, the significance of monthly meetings of the Society, and flowers.

took a leading part in the discussions there, For a number of years, he was a mem- besides furnishing a number of scholarly ber of the Board of Park Commissioners Papers on congenial themes. Though of Hartford, and Bushnell Park became modest and shrinking from the conflict of the object of his dearest affection. He debate, he did not hesitate to utter his enjoyed nothing better than bringing some convictions, when the time came for him tree or shrub or flower from its habitat,

to express them. and transplanting it in the Park.

Slow and diffident of speech, he made One day meeting the Judge near the no attempts at oratory, but was conwater garden, the creation of which was

tent to lay his opinion quietly before his at his suggestion, a friend inquired if a hearers who could accept it or not.

But certain flower growing on its margin was his views always came with the authority the rose-mallow.

of one who had carefully mastered his “Yes,” he modestly replied, "I brought subject. it from the shore." And so he was con- He was a lawyer, but he was more fond stantly adding to the varied beauty of the of studying the law than of practicing it. Park by gathering from far and near He revelled in poring over odd and quaint whatever attracted his discerning eye. volumes of lore.

What a fascination books had for him! pain, to prove fatal to him, he made an The manifold life of nature was dear to exhaustive study of its nature, and as him, but so was the manifold life of books. thoroughly understood it, as the disease He was no mere bibliophile, miserly which might be injuring some favorite tree. hoarding books. Few really took a keener He was at all times philosophical, and delight than he in getting hold of rare none more so than at the approach of volumes and pamphlets, but beyond their death. It had no terrors for him ; it was rarity, their historic and intrinsic value the key which would unlock many a appealed to him. It was always a treat to mystery he would fain know. He had that chat with him in his office, lined with his rare quality of regarding personal matters rich collection of books,

with the disinterestedness of an outside In his boyhood, he was known as a observer. walking dictionary, and all his life he was His friends can only tell of a certain, extending his vast range of knowledge. indefinable winsomeness of character The flora and fauna of this state were which has vanished with his death. He known to him, as well as its ancient history. so gentle, so tender-hearted, so Yet other fields of investigation allured simple ; at home with all but the artificial; him, and he spent a year abroad, studying so chivalrous in all social and business rethe French and German languages, while lations; so free from the taint of self-seekthe Dutch and the Danish, the Spanish ing ; so pure in all his tastes. The fresh, and the Portugese tongues were familiar to sweet feelings of childhood, he kept unhim. He was interested in art, in civil sullied to the end. He was humble with government and in science. He might the humility of a great nature, reverent explain to you the workings of the French before the eternal mysteries of life. And municipal system which he admired, and so we leave him, thankful for all that he later on in the conversation tell you how was, confident that in other realms, he is to destroy the insects that might be ravag- still advancing in knowledge and the love ing your shrubbery.

of truth, When symptoms of the malady began

EDWIN STANLEY WELLES. to appear which was, after long months of

was

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