Marion Davis Audio-Tape Transcriptions
Sometime before her death in 1986, Marion Davis recorded her memories at the encouragement of her brother, Walter Buck. The recordings were transcribed by a secretary.
The Friends of Wapack have made these available to the Historical Society. Marion was born on February 8, 1894 in Fitchburg, MA.
Tuckerman’s Ravine
Mable took a white shirtwaist, washed, and hung it on a bush and crickets drilled it full of holes. She was quite hurt because she her sisters had given it to her for a Christmas present. From there we went on to the Glen, where we pitched a tent the next night. Of course on the way we stopped to see the Flume. That night at the Glen we had to do the same thing--put blankets onto the ground. The next day we drove back to the low path that went up into Tuckerman's Ravine. We climbed to the top of Mt. Washington from there and up thru the ravine there was still snow/ over where the water came down. The ravine was shaped like a horseshoe. Walls ran up pretty high where the water came into a center and over this spot snow was over 6' deep and extended about 2' in length in a regular arch over the watery section. We had to climb up over the ridge, and it was pretty slippery, to get up Mt. Washington, but we made it We made it to the top of the mountain and we figured we had gone a good 8 miles walking. We had to come back down to where our tent was at the Glen afoot down the carriage road. And I dan tell you by the time we got down there we were plenty tired. Ruth was so tired her father had carried her quite a bit the last half of the way. She was only 4 years old. The next morning when we woke up Ruth said, "Lame, lame"; the ground was so hard, the poor little thing--we all felt the same way.
We had left Leo Layton in charge of the farm. We went on thru to Crawford Notch and then into Littleton, N.H. and headed back for home. This was our first trip though we made 2 other camping trips that amounted to more than this one did in the later years.
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This section of the transcription was scratched out, not sure why. Original below:
Photo Archives
Piazza of the Cole Ober House. Front Row (L to R) Phillip, Warren, Elizabeth Taylor. Back Row (L to R) Ralph, Myron, Harriet Taylor
James Roger diary entry & pullet count (8)
23rd December 1912
Fine day, bright, and not very cool wind west. David and Daniel finished up at the Fox house. I filled up the lamp in Church, vestry, dining room and kitchen. Got Christmas cards from the Wassons of Springfield and Xmas number from Roslyn. Lonie brought some fine views of the children and some landscapes round about. No mail from Hamish today nor Saturday. Got p.c. (postcard) from Hamish. Pullets 8.
What incredible people were Marion and company. Hauling a four-year-old up Mt. Washington. It’s very rugged up there near the top even if all you do is take the cog railway, never mind climb it. And then doing more sight-seeing afterward. Let her be an example to later generations. Nothing fazed this woman.
My father, my brother-in-law, and I camped and hiked Mt Washington in Dec 1963. We did not go to the top and stayed away from Tuckerman's Ravine. We only did it for 2 days. Sleeping on a hard cold ground (actually no sleep occurred), was miserable. I was in my 20s. What Marion's group (with a 4 yr old) did was unbelievable. I'm sure they couldn't afford Down sleeping bags from LL Bean.
Not sure what a 'shirtwaist' is, and it must have been moths that ate holes in it. I think Leo Layton was actually Leo Leighton.