Bicentennial Parade - Stagecoach

New Ipswich Historical Society

August 26, 1950

New Ipswich Bicentennial Parade - The Old Stage Coach, Driver - Andrews, Marquerite Derby, Judith Thompson, Lynn Jones, Mary Ryans, Nancy Thayer.

Much Earlier

In front of the Clark Hotel when it was in service

Standing (Left to Right) - Unknown, Alfred Woodward, Albert Blood with drum, Joseph Silver, Dan Bruce On top (Left to Right) - Moses M. Balch, John Burton, Silver Children, Eugene Blood and Charles Blood (Driver)

On these days - November 13 & 14, 1897

Catching up on diary entries

William Jurian Kaula diary

13 Nov 1897

I was curious to know if the American students were still keeping up the custom of playing ball on Saturday afternoons in the Bois de Boulogne, and journeyed there on my wheel.  There were a host of strange fellows on the field and only Dallin, the sculptor appeared familiar.  The rest were all architectural students of the Ecole des Beaux Arts.  I had some lively exercise for a couple of hours that made me feel like old times.

14 Nov 1897

Our favorite resort for a square meal on Sunday nights is at the German restaurant at 37 Petites Écuries - near the Grand Boulevard.  It is a good two mile walk from the Montparnasse quarter and we always walk when together if the weather is good and there is plenty of time.  This restaurant is remarkable for its quality of food and mostly for its low prices - most of the patrons are the German residents of Paris.  The character of the place differs a little for the usual French restaurant and w always enjoy it for the sake of variety.  There is a musician who plays upon a zither and who always favors us with a number of American airs the music of which were donated by Mr. Weyeth some two years ago.  The said that the tunes did not take very well with the other patrons.  This is a good place for Munich beer - good beer is scarce in Paris so the boys fill up with enough to last a few days.  I have had a very dry taste since I came abroad and in spite of my various attempts now and then to take a little drink of some kind, I find that I do not care for wines, liquors, beer, or any of the French concoctions.  Thus my drinking expenses are reduced to a minimum.  After dinner we usually occupy a table in front of some café on the Boulevard and watch the passing multitude - The Boulevard has a different aspect at every hour of the day which is interesting, but on a Sunday evening the sidewalks are packed, the little tables in front of the cafés are full, everybody appears to be sauntering along enjoying their leisure, except the vast army of vendors of newspapers, popular songs, toys, and flowers.  The noise that they make is not exactly agreeable if heard alone but the confusion and bustle that is continually going on in the street deadens it into that joyous hum and maze that makes the Parisian happy when they go strolling into the jam on the Boulevard.  One fakir in a tall hat placed a phonograph on a table in front of us and we listened to an announcement of a programme of the neighboring theatres.  Another ingenious advertising scheme of another variety theatre is to have six or eight men dressed in long light overcoats and tall hats, and have them walk up and down the Boulevard with the crowds while they shouted forth their announcements in unison.  The guides still take us for visitors in Paris in spite of the fact we know nearly everyone of them by previous encounters last winter and they do not seem to recollect the treatment we gave them.

We had a bicycle ride in the Bois de Boulogne this afternoon as it was warm and fair.  The Bois was crowded, packed in fact, with so many cyclists and vehicles tht it took away most of the pleasure in trying to avoid collision.  At one place in the Bois one can count 10,000 cyclists in a day. I suppose the policeman counted them as they are of little other use.  Our party consisted of Misses Lufkin and Shuttleworth, Mor Corey, Mr. Cartwright and myself.

On this day - December 9, 1908

James Roger diary entry

9th (Wednesday)

Hard frost 14 degrees.  Cloudy day westerly wind. David took turnips to Robbin’s and brought corn and beef scraps.  Took Pete to blacksmith and went teaming wood for C. Whittemore in afternoon.  I filled lamps in Hall and went to funeral of Will Davis’smother, only 7 present.  Got pc from Hamish who is sending his wash today.  I wrote to him this morning.  Corbett and his father cleaning out Church cellar.

On this day - December 9, 2017

Center Village Historic District sign dedication in a snowstorm. The roads were very slippery that day and there were 13 skidding accidents. NIHS President John Rosenfelder totaled his car. Sharon Rosenfelder was involved with a fender bender. This is the price we pay to keep the history alive.