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The Green Drum

From The Arlington Historical Society Archives
The accession page reads: “Drum carried by Jos. Dickson, 1862, Civil War. Donor George H. Shirley.”

This beautiful drum, from The Arlington Historical Society archives, pictured here, is a lovely soft green with blue undertones. Wooden bands of a soft, sad red anchor the main green body of the artifact on either end, held together with neat rows of rivets. Emblazoned on one side is a painting of a ship and a sunrise. This circular central motif on the drum’s exterior is the 1784 New Hampshire seal—a ship, flying American banners, resting on wooden supports, with a rising sun. The scene celebrates New Hampshire’s role as a major ship-building center during the Revolutionary War period. The seal is surrounded by laurel leaves and the Latin phrase: “Sigilium Reipublicae Neo Hantoniensis.” (the commonwealth of New Hampshire). Inside, written in a neat hand is the number “23” set at an angle. We are on solid ground interpreting the drum’s physical attributes. But, who owned this beautiful thing; who used it, and why?

The Dickson family has deep roots in Puritan Cambridge and Charlestown. There were Dicksons on Brattle Square in the 1640’s, and Jason Russell’s mother was Elizabeth Dickson. Although the accession information states that Joseph Dickson carried the drum in the Civil War, there is no conclusive evidence that an Arlington man owned this artifact.

Like the drum itself the chain of evidence circles in on itself: Arlington Vital Records contain one entry for “Joseph Dickson,” stating that he married Phebe L. Russell in 1833. That life event would make this Joseph quite old to be a Civil War “drummer boy” in 1862. In the 1865 census for West Cambridge, there is one Joseph Dickson listed: male, white,72 years old, born in Massachusetts, and (sadly) with an asterisked line adding a one-word description of “Idiotic.” Civil War records show a “Joseph Dickson” to have served in the Civil War from Massachusetts, but I haven’t yet been able to track down his hometown—most probably Charlestown. There are no “Joseph Dicksons” listed in New Hampshire Civil War records. But why would a Massachusetts boy—from West Cambridge or Charlestown– be carrying a drum with the New Hampshire state seal on it?

New Hampshire Seal

On Mabel and George

Mabel Hartwell married George Winn, Wednesday,  October 14, 1903. Because the diary of George’s sister, Nina Winn, is being serialized for Arlington residents in a local e-list through the kindness of local resident, Stu Galley, we have heard much about the couple.

On the day of the wedding, Nina writes: “Just a great old day.” Much of the day Nina did what she always did: dusted, washed clothes, shelled peas on the piazza, and made pudding.  Her part in the nuptial arrangements for the day was to clean and press George’s flannels and stockings and be ready to leave for the Cambridge ceremony by 3:45pm.

Actually she had one other important role: she helped keep the wedding secret! Even neighbors who saw her leave in her finery

George Winn, anniversary photo

George Winn, anniversary photo

Mabel Winn, anniversary photo

Mabel Winn, anniversary photo

thought only that she was leaving “early” for another local wedding (Helen Wyman’s) held later that evening: “Not a soul knew when the wedding was to be…”

The Smith Museum of The Arlington Historical Society

George Albert Smith (1862-1952) died at age 91, one year after he announced his vision for The Jason Russell House. The son of Reverend Samuel Smith and Maria Edes Smith, George Smith lived nearly his entire life in the home where he was born at 41 Academy Street. Samuel and Maria had three sons and a daughter, with George being the next to youngest child.

Richard A. Duffy, Arlington Historical Commission member notes: “George A. Smith was born and reared at 41 Academy Street.  As a young married man, he moved into a newly built home that stood on the southern edge of the family property, numbered 47 Academy Street.  George Smith and his family later moved to his childhood home.  In the 1930s, he had number 47 moved to a separate adjacent parcel, where it still stands at number 49 Academy Street. (It happens to be the home today of David Baldwin, a former president of the Society).  The new parcel at 49 Academy Street was at street grade, whereas its siting at number 47 was considerably elevated above it.  George Smith’s reasons for moving the house are said to be that this enabled him to enjoy a long, unobstructed view of his gardens to the edge of his land, just as it had been when he was growing up there.  Thus we can see that removing relatively modern structures to restore older vistas was an aesthetic and historical priority for Smith.”

In 1886, three years after graduating from the Massachusetts Institute of Technology and a stint as a chemist in Chicago, George Smith and a partner formed a successful wallpaper manufacturing firm in Chelsea. He was an ardent Unitarian his entire life, serving as parish clerk for 26 years, and an equally active member of The Arlington Historical Society. Elizabeth Abbot Smith, the youngest child of George Smith and wife Anna Putnam Smith of Lexington, continued her family’s generosity and commitment to The Arlington Historical Society and it is through her benevolence that the Jason Russell House and Smith Museum exist.

Elizabeth Smith and George Smith

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Samuel Abbot Smith

samuel Abbot Smith531Elizabeth Abbot Smith, however, was not finished. She wanted a museum to complement the April 19 historic site, and she wished it be built in honor of her father, George Abbot Smith, her grandfather, Reverend Samuel Abbot Smith( 1829-1865)  and his grandfather, Reverend Abiel Abbot ( 1765-1859) of  Peterborough, New Hampshire.

The oldest of these gentlemen, Reverend Abiel Abbot, D.D. was a beloved Unitarian minister in Peterborough, New Hampshire, honored by the town for having created the first free public library in 1833. The learned Reverend Abbot taught at Harvard, Phillips Academy and the Dummer Academy. He also served as a missionary in Maine and held the pulpit in Coventry Connecticut, being dismissed in 1819 due to theological differences with his parishioners, until finally settling in mutual happiness with the Unitarian flock in Peterborough, New Hampshire.

When the young Samuel Abbot Smith’s mother died, he (1829-1865) lived several years with his maternal grandparents and aunt. A deeply enduring tie developed between young Samuel and his grandfather, Reverend Abiel Abbot, and between the boy and the mountains of southern New Hampshire.

Gifted with mechanical abilities but also a strong student—he was first in his class at Philips Exeter and at Harvard, from which he graduated in 1848— he chose divinity as his profession. He also chose West Cambridge (“with some hills,” he noted in a letter to a friend) as his first pastorate in 1854. A popular and committed minister, Reverend Smith gave West Cambridge more than sermons: he gave them their history.  Samuel Abbot Smith collected and connected all of the first-hand stories that existed about that town’s role on April 19, 1775, the first day of the American Revolution in his West Cambridge 1775.

In 1865 Reverend Smith traveled to Virginia to do missionary work in Norfolk, Virginia to preach Liberal Christianity to the people—the newly freed and the recently defeated—of the South. Eight Sundays later the good minister struggled home, mortally ill with typhoid fever, to die.

In earlier happier times Reverend Samuel Abbot wrote a note of praise to his eldest son:

I am glad to know that you led the blind man out of church. I know it made you happy. It always makes us happy, if we do a good thing (Memoir, p. xlv)

The good man, Samuel Abbot Smith, is buried in Arlington’s Old Burying Ground, one of the last people to be buried there.

George A. Smith Had a Dream

The Smith Museum is named in honor of three generations of Smiths: George A. Smith, Reverend Samuel Abbot Smith, and Reverend Abiel Abbot. The funds for the museum building itself were donated by Elizabeth Abbot Smith, George A. Smith’s daughter, who inherited her father’s fortune and realized his vision for his beloved Jason Russell House.

One day in the middle of the last century, the nearly ninety-year old George Smith came down for breakfast, stood by his chair and announced to his daughter, “I have had a vision.” George A. Smith wanted the Jason Russell House to have a landscape equal to its role in history. “I would like,” Mr. Smith stated with a glowing face,” to see our beautiful old Jason Russell House with a spacious lawn about it,” To that end he, and after his death, his daughter, bought neighboring houses which then obscured the view of The Jason Russell House. With a lawn planted on the now ample acreage and a stone fence once again encircling it, The Jason Russell House is set as beautifully as a gem at the corner of Jason Street and Massachusetts Avenue .

Jason Russell House

Jason Russell House

Thursday, September 18,1902 – Nina Winn diary (Thursday)

Cloudy – some bits of rain

Thursday, September 18, 1902

Up at 6-20 – Lamps – made a cake, mended some – made beds – had a bath & fixed & put up muslin draperies in [?] after she swept it, picked some nasturtiums – too late to go to Ann & Jessie’s so went to farm but they were away so got roses & asters at green & hen-houses & down to Ann & Sarah’s – Mrs. Clark there home & embroidered on April pillow until 12 & some in PM – dressed & went to V’s about 1-30 & saw [?] & she & I went on the 2 car elevated & did various errands or tried to & then came out to the Square but our pictures weren’t done However I bought a devil match-safe for 22 cents – Saw Anna a moment & home by 5-15 & got tea – oyster stew etc – & washed & read paper & was so dead I came up to bed before 9-00 & was in some after – Flora & Etta [?] excursion

September 17, 1902 – Nina Winn diary (Wednesday)

Pleasant & fine -
5 callers

Wednesday, September 17, 1902

Up at 6-20 – Lamps – dusted rooms – beds – sorted clothes and mended all of A.M. – Cad here at noon with a beauty bunch of asters – read & had a nap – just dressed when Flora, Etta, & Harold went by so walked with them down to [?] & saw the baby – Bess there & had a [?] then went quite a ways over Pleasant St – errands & home & sat on the steps until six – Read paper in eve & then they came down to play ping-pong & Etta & I were playing it when the [?] gave a ring & I thought it was Wallace and I bet it wasn’t – & slid to the door & [?] for there he was Took him downstairs where he beat me a love set & Flora beat me a 6-to-1 & came upstairs & the girls went & we sat & jabbered – said we’d go cranberry this Saturday & if we fixed it well enough or it rained [?] Went about 10-40 & got to bed about 11-20 Said he worked last night & Mon & Saturday eve & was up river & fell asleep & caught a fierce cold

“The Big Town of West Cambridge”

William H. Pattee, son of Jesse P. Pattee, followed his father’s flour-dusted footsteps into the bakery business as well as embracing his passion for fraternal organizations, serving as Master of the Hiram Lodge, 1862-1865.

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William H. Pattee was the namesake of an illustrious English ancestor, Sir William Pattee, who was a noted physician –having as patients both Cromwell and Charles II. West Cambridge’s William Pattie however became a businessman, not a doctor, and worked at a number of local and Boston-based dry goods establishments settling back in his father’s employ in the late 1850’s. He also worked briefly as a conductor on the West Cambridge Street Railroad, founded by the senior Pattee.

Complementing his burgeoning business career was a growing family. He married Francis Helen Grant, a Boston girl, in 1857 with a new son joining them by year’s end.
Then, as for so many American families, the Civil War dramatically altered their lives. William Pattee, already a militia member—he was elected third lieutenant— of Medford’s Lawrence Light Guards, was among the very first Massachusetts men to fight in the war in the First Battle of Bull Run. Thereafter, he served guard duty in various locations in Washington DC and Virginia locations, arriving safely home in 1861.

In the Arlington Historical Society Collection are a set of letters that William Pattee wrote to his folks back home during his Civil War service. He writes of the boredom of camp life, gives a convincing description of the irksome job of monitoring wagons leaving rebel Alexandria, and most notably speaks of a visit to the White House:

“Last night I was up to the presidents house to a levee…Major Anderson was there. I had a long talk with him and Mr. Lincoln. All the big men in the place were up there. What do you think of your brother in such big company as that…Saw Mrs Lincoln but did not speak to her…Mr. Lincoln said where did you come from. I told from the big town of West Cambridge. He said you (the troops)*- all look well.”

William Pattee returned to the “big town” of West Cambridge and resumed his life as a businessman, trying his hand at the bakery business again, but choosing finally a longtime career as a salesman for Estabrook & Eaton Cigar Company. He was a Universalist and an active Democrat. In addition to his service at the Hiram Lodge he became a charter member and high priest of Menotomy Chapter of Royal Arch Masons. Other regional organizations that he belonged to include: Boston Commandery; Knights Templar; Massachusetts Consistory, thirty-second degree, Scottish Rite Masonry; and the Ancient and Honorable Artillery Company of Boston. In Arlington he joined the Old Menotomy Social Club and the Arlington Boat Club.

September 16, 1902 – Nina Winn diary (Tuesday)

Pleasant & cool -
3 callers

Tuesday, September 16, 1902

Up by 6-20 – Lazy day – Lamps & [?] some old maid jingles – made beds mended a bit & went up to Aunt Sarah’s a while & then to town with Agnes. Sue telephoned to V. but she’d gone to city so gave up our trip. Went to Josie’s in PM for the night. J. 50 years old to- morrow. At Aunt Sarah’s & had a piece of squash pie & home. I picked nasturtiums & seeds & saw Mrs. Fernauld a moment – read until 12. Sleepy in PM so had a nap until 2-3 & then up & was dressing when Vida came up for a while – Up to Flora’s but she went to ride [?]. Helped Helen fix almonds & salt for company – Home by 5-50 up to Aunt Sarah’s & had tea quite un- expectedly – Rushed home & had a bit more with Papa – but they missed 6-20 so we took 6-50 & waited here. Up to Francis & had a read nice call – saw a lot of photos – among them [?] Left at nine & got home by 9-40 – Had charlotte russe – wrote here – read a paper & got to bed by 10-45. Hay-fever not bad

September 15, 1902 – Nina Winn diary (Monday)

Clear and glorious
1 caller

Monday, September 15, 1902

Up at 6-20 – packed a bit – dusted the rooms, made beds, did some mending – V. telephoned so was dressing in a rush when Aunt Sarah came. Wanted me to go to see Francis this evening but thought I couldn’t – up to town at 10 – Saw Jen G[?] who said Flors [?It's not Flora] was doing nicely. Down to Harlow’s with pictures to frame took quite a while to choose – especially F. Found a good lion picture for Cad’s birthday – Up by 11-30 – nearly home – Got some flowers – & an errand at Bruelsk [?]. To my surprise saw both the baby & Agnes. Both looked very well. Not home until 7 or so – Picked another box of nasturtium seeds & then Flora, Harold & I on errands and quite a ways over Pleasant St. – went to her house & sat on steps Edna there & Mrs. Fernald over awhile & Beatrice Rose – Quite a day. Felt very lively myself & awfully well – Rather expected G in evening but didn’t show up though & no letter either. Read here & played solitaire & got to bed about 10-00. Fine moon.