The original incorporators did not
settle in Cornish. They were land speculators who sold their land to
families that wanted to build new communities in the wilderness. Two
years after Governor Wentworth established the grant, the first
family to live in Cornish traveled up the Connecticut River from
Sutton, Massachusetts, a distance of 140 miles. Judge Samuel Chase
had purchased extensive parcels of land from the incorporators of
Cornish. In 1765, he and his son Dudley, son-in-law Daniel Putnam,
and family friend Dyer Spaulding, brought Dudley's wife and children
to New Hampshire to start a new town in the wilderness.
Coming up the Connecticut in a canoe,
Judge Chase got as far as Walpole, which was the last real
settlement. He was 60 years old, and decided to stay there while the
rest of the group continued up the river. After they had cleared the
land and built a house, he would join them, but for the time being,
he would stay in Walpole. The rest of the band continued up the
river.
Dudley and his wife Alice had seven
children. Imagine them paddling up the river, into completely
untamed wilderness. Canoes full of kids and provisions, along with
their mother, father, and a couple of other men. Actually, the
“History of Cornish” mentions that they had “workmen” with
them, and you have to wonder if that means slaves. The “History of
Cornish” also tells us that tradition says that it was in the
earliest days of June, when the weather was at its nicest and the
leaves were newly green.
Alice and the kids made it as far as
Fort Number 4. Dudley left them at the fort while he and the other
men continued up the river to begin work on their land. His priority
was not to build a house, but to clear enough land to plant crops,
and get the crops in the ground. After that, his plan was to start
on a house and when all that was done, he would return for the kids
and Alice. By that time, there was not much going on at Fort Number
4.
William Child, the author of “The
History of Cornish”, writes that Alice's youngest son, Philander,
writing as an adult, describes his mother as horribly lonely at the
fort, with only her children for company. She spent most of her time
down at the riverbank, looking for her husband coming down the river.
Finally, one day at sunset, she saw a canoe in the distance. At
first she thought it might be Indians, but as the canoe got closer
she saw that it was not Indians, so it had to be her husband. Well,
it wasn't. It was Dyer Spaulding, who was coming down to check on
the family and get some provisions. Child says, “No sooner did the
canoe reach the shore than the children were in it, and on his knee,
telling him that their mother was resolved that they would all go
upriver to join their father in the woods.
Dyer informed them that this was not
the plan. The men were focused on clearing the land and getting the
crops planted. They, themselves had no shelter, and there was
certainly nowhere safe for a woman and seven children to stay.
Apparently Alice was a woman who didn't take no for an answer, or
Dyer was a man who couldn't resist a forceful woman, a woman who had
spent day after day down by the river's edge waiting for word from
her husband. He brought Alice and the kids up the river to their
father, who had no idea they were coming.
The Connecticut River served as the
only means of transportation for these early settlers. If you are
ever out on the river on a canoe, the river does remind you of the
interstate. Once you were on the river, the banks were too steep to
allow you to easily leave the river with your canoe. River travelers
used the brooks and streams emptying into the river as a way to leave
waterway, traveling up these small inlets and pulling their canoes up
the less steep banks. The Chases “put in” by traveling up the
brook that is now called “Blow Me Down Brook” in the northwest
corner of town. They found a meadow near the mouth of the brook and
began preparing the land there for cultivation. (Disregard the powerboat in the illustration. Obviously it isn't historically correct. But this is a good illustration of the steep banks on either side of the river)
Alice was 32 years old at the time.
Mercy, her oldest child, was 10, Lois was 9, Simeon was 7, Abigail
was 6, Salmon was 4, Ithamar was 3 and Baruch, the youngest, was 1
year old. This was the crowd that mobbed Dyer that day and demanded
to be taken up the river to their father.
When they arrived at the campsite,
their father could not believe they were there. He asked his wife,
“Have you come here to die before your time? We have no shelter
for either you and you will perish before we build one”.
The authors of these town histories
often wax poetical when describing the intrepid early settlers in all
their saintly heroic history. Alice is supposed to have replied,
“Cheer up,my faithful. Let the smiles and rosy cheeks of your
children make you joyful. If you have no shelter, you have the
strength and hands to make one. The God we worship will bless us and
help us obtain shelter.” This is a quote from her son Philander.
Really? I think it's more likely that she said, “How dare you
leave us all alone at that nasty old fort? You have strong arms and
hands – build us a shelter! We will all help.”
Child's history says that it took three
hours for them to build wigwams out of birch bark and branches for
the family to spend the night in, and the next day they built a
cabin. The first English family north of Fort Number 4 had a home.
Four months later, Alice gave birth to a baby girl, the first English
baby born north of Fort Number 4, and named her Alice. Eventually,
the Chases moved three miles south, onto Cornish plain.
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