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��for their muscularity rather than their profound knowledge of books.

Northwood is a town of shoemakers. Five hundred, or more than one-third of the inhabitants, win their bread by this industry. It was introduced here in the third decade of the present century. Nearly every farmer works on shoes during the winter season. Hence farming has become seconda- ry. Half of the shoemakers obtain their work in Lynn and Haverhill. For these two cities 400,000 pairs of shoes are made annually, earning the workmen $75,000. The remainder work for Pillsbury Brothers. This company built shops at East North- wood in 1865. They have made en- largements since. Their present di- mensions are i3o x 40, three stories, with basement. They manufacture 200,000 pairs of shoes annually, dis- bursing to their laborers $60,000. Two hundred operatives are employed. The growth of East Northwood has been constant since the construction of this factory there.

A small tribe of Indians anciently lived on the shores of North Pond. Their chief was Swansen. They were generally peaceable. In 1774, three

��persons were killed in a conflict with them. Their names were Robert Beard, John Folsom, and Elizabeth Simpson.

The first New Hampshire turnpike, leading from Concord to Portsmouth, was built through this town. Travel over it was large. It made business for country taverns, which were kept by John Furber, Esq., Hon. John Harvey, and Deacon Jonathan Piper. At the latter's place Daniel Webster used to stop in his journeys between the sea- port and the capital. Here President Monroe stopped in 181 7. LaFayette breakfasted here in 1825.

The population of Northwood, at the general enrollments, has been — 1775, 3*3', l 19°> 744; 1800, 950; r8io, 1,095; l82 °> 1,260; 1830, 1,342; 1840, 1,182; 1850, 1,308; i860, 1,502; 1870,1,430; 1880,1,345.

In 1840, 5,536 bushels of corn were raised; in 1870, 7,087; 26,842 bush- els of potatoes in 1840, against 16,015 in 1870.

We refer the reader for further in- formation to Prof. Cogswell's bulky volume. It is with pleasure that we acknowledge our indebtedness to it.

��REGRET.

��BY ADELAIDE CILLEY WALDRON.

The long and languid days of buried years, Arise in spectral wise and haunt me every where;

They flaunt their phantasies of smiles and tears Across my weary eyes, and my defiance boldly dare :

What can exorcise ghosts of those fair days [ lightly tossed away, uncaring what might lie

Within their pregnant hours? What dolorous ways Shall make atonement for the duties I passed by?

Can I so softly shroud my wasted daj r s. In garments which my patient steadfastness shall wea ve,

That they will no more cast across my ways Their restless wraiths? With willing toil can I retrieve

My youth of ease, wherein I would not know The passion of my kind ; since I so late have learned

How hard it is to bear life's weight of woe. Will what I yet can do bring peace I shall have earned?

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