Boston Sunday Post (Newspaper) - January 27, 1907, Boston, Massachusetts
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lONE LONE INDIAN WIDOW FORCES CITY TO GO TO STATE FOR HELP-SCRVIVOR OF ANCIENT TRIBES DWELLING ON THIS
Massachusetts’ Historic Old Reservation Now Has a Single Resident and Land Is Wanted for Other Uses
Mrs. Perry’s home, the only building on the 200-acre Indian reservation
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Distribution of Gifts of Libraries Rirais Carnegie’s
Record in Point of Numbers
Andrew Carnegie lias a rivai in a modest Marblehead man wlio. with his wife, has been giving .away iittle libraries ail over the country for years.
James J. H. Gregory never told the reporters al>o\it it, so his name ha.sn’t been blazoned broadcast. But he has been doing this for years, way back before Mr. Carnegie left his steel business to become a philanthropist.
Mr. Gregory s libraries may be smaller, but his friends they exceed (or soon will) those of Carnegie in number.
His ruling maxim in life is to believe In “Honesty.”
He Insists that every man should be considered honest until proved otherwise.
His Idea of distrihuting liis surplus wealth Is to give to worthy individuals Instead of to big cities and towns, as Carnegie does.
In Marblel'.ead Mr. Gregory is claimed to have the most trustful nature of anyone thereabouts.
He conducts one of tlie largest wholesale and retail seed busine.«ses in the United States and employs probably L'O clerks.
But not one of these does he pay. Not one does he ask to render an account of monev handled. Not one does he ask A receipt from in return for saiary received. Furiiiermore. not one has to account for money paid out by the firm.
The clerks jKiy themselves. They are paid by llie iiour, and eacli one keeps account of the time put in. When paj day comes around they simply go to the cash drawer and take out what is their due. Or. to save them tliat trouble, they appoint a treasvirer to do it for them.
That ends the matter. There is no getting in line, handing over of check or number, no signing of receipt nor any of the u.sual metliods used in every other business institution. They must draw tlieir own pay.
Itills are paid in the same way. TTn-filled orders are treated mucli the .same.
of the business go to the cash drawer, take out the money and mail it to tl;e party to whom it is diie. No receipt is asked for the money paid out. Witli the mailing of the money the matter end.s.
And the man who conducts his business in this strange fashion—whenever the person acting as treasurer finds more money on her hands than she has use for she turns it over to Mr. Gregory, and he puts it into his pocket wltliout counting it—probably without even glancing at it.
And the reason he does all this is because he trusts everybody. He believes the people of Marblehead to be hore.“t. For tiiat matter, he believes all the world to be honest.
“All of my clerks have been in my employ for many years,” he told the Sundaj Post reporter. “Some of them more than a quarter of a century. They are Marble-headers. I know them ‘root and brancli,’ their families tor three generations. The head clerks pay themselves each week from the funds received from the one acting as treasurer. From year’s end to year s end no receipt passes betw'een us. Whenever the trea.surer finds more mone^ on her hands than she needs, she passes it over to me, and T put it in my pocket without counting it.
Keep Their Own Account
“It i.s the same with tlie head clerk below.” (The store has two stories.) “He pays off the men, and from time to time passes over to me the surplus, no receipt for moneys received or paid out ever being passed between us.
“The clerks at large have always been paid by tlie hour; they keep their own accounts, hand these in to the lady in charge of their department at the end of each week, and are paid accordingly.
“During all my 50 years in business there has never been any reason to doubt the lionesty of these weekly accou’ During the busy season w'e return a ^ood deal of money to our customers, usually
The young women handling this part because we are out of some variety
Annual Mark-Down Sale of
Also 20th Annual Sale of Shirts, Collars and Cuffs
For three weeks the public have been feasting on cheap shirt waist sales. There are a few people left who would like to buy high grade waists at reduced prices. To these we beg to aiuiounce that during next week we shall conduct a grand and noteworthy mark down sale of high priced Waists,
Persian Lawn $1.95 Shirts, Collars and Cuffs
For 20 years, in January, we have given the public a chance to buy our regular line of Shirts, Collars and Cuffs at
reduced prices, varying from 10 per cent to 27 per cent. This sale is now on. We shall not run it as long as k) usual.
Glen Shirt & Collar Co
Opp. Park Street Church
121 Tremont St., Boston
67c and 98c
among the seed ordered. Tbe.se sums the young ladies either help themselves to from the cash drawer or are supplied by the trea.surer or clerk whose busine.ss it to open the orders received througli the mail. In neitlier case is there any personal account kept of the money taken or any receipt given.
“To .some people It may appear that this is .a dangerous, almost reckless way of doing busincs.o, but my clerks are my fellow citizens, and I know the sterling honesty of tliem and their families even to the third generation. Tlie most prominent characteristics of the citizens of my native town are simplicity of cliar-acter, thorough honesty, kind-heartedness and patriotic bravery.
Theft Almost Unheard Of
“I can recall but a single instance of prosecution for larceny during the long period of 70 .years among a population of (;000 This wms of a couple of ragamuffin iioys whose Indignant mothers them-stdves brought them before the magistrate for punishment.”
Mr. Gregory is a graduate at Amherst C ollege, is 80 years old, a scholar, philanthropist, antiquarian, and is beloved by his townspeople.
He Is the second, oldest seedman in the country, having spent over 50 years in a busines.s whicli, he told the reporter, he entered by accident.
Squash Became Famous
“A man once wrote for a nice winter sfiuash to the farmers of New England.
1 heard of it, and wo happened to have ore. My father called it ‘Marm Hubbard’s Sijuash,’ because he get the seed from an old lady liy the name of Hub-b.ord. I sent him some of the seeds. He tr ed them, and so well did he like them tl It lu' wrote an article which was published in a number of papers, describing th' good points of this squash.
■ Well, the first thing I knew I was get-tii g orders for this .squash from all over til ['nited States, and orders for other kinds of vegetables besides. So almost before I knew it I was doing a thriving seel business. At first I transacted my bu.*^iness in my house, but built a store ab" it 35 years ago and enlarged It from time to time since.”
Mr. Gregory now ships seeds by wholesale. He lives on from $200 to $300 a year, giving the rest to charity, prlncl-pallr to building Southern colleges and churches, and in helping poor young men throiiglr college. Last week he sent over 1000 books to struggling .students in Southern colleges. He has sent to 15 colleges books enough to last for years.
During the famine in India he was especially active, .sending large quantities of seed corn and doing a vast amount of good.
“I liad a college mate who was a mis-.sionaty there.” be explained to the reporter, “and I .sent him seeds of my best squashes, best tomatoes, corn and other Vi.getables.
“He planted them and distributed the vegetables among the people. It had such an effect that the Governor of that section of India where he was sent for him and offered him a salary of $300 a month to take charge of agriculture there, but my friend, being a missionary, could not
Mr. Gregory lias adopted four sons and has 17 grandchildren. One son of his is a gen‘ral In the Colombian army. South Amorl a.
Som" of Mr. Gregory’s sayings are in tirestiiig. Some of them are:
•'W’iiiit a man gives away he .saves. “Motiey given away wisely is never lost. “Life is in seeing other people enjoy tlieirs,
“To make the world better and happier is the noblest work of man or woman.”
A lone woman has thrown the officials of a New England city Into such a. quandary that they have been compelled to apply to the Massachusetts I.,egisla-ture to settle their difficulties.
A hill has just been presented at the State House, signed by Mayor John T. Coughlin of I'"all River, asking that 100 acres of the reservation across Watuppa pond on the out.skirts of the city he granted to Fall River as a protection to its water supply.
This land asked for is a part of thè Massachusetts Indian Reservation of L’t)0 ncros, granted to the AVampanoags In colonial days, to have and to hold as long as any of tlie tribe remained, and today a single little weather-beaten dwelling still stands there within the shade of the whispering pines sheltering an old Indian woman, Mrs. l^annie Llppett I’erry, a last descendant of tlie Fackawonets and the AVampanoags. Tlie properly is estimated to he wortli today between $5000 and $10,000.
The Indian widow declares that while she lives the land granted to her fatliers .sliall not he taken away from her.
Ruled the Forests
Once in the woods acros.s the pond, red men wandered at will in the shadowy forests. King Philip’s sons and his sons’ .sons erected their birchen wigwams there, and danced around the evening camp-fires, while their squaws crooned old Indian legends to the copper-skinned pappooses and the half-naked Indian children.
In the town the white man looked on askance, and had ho dared, would iiave gone forth and driven the redskins to a more distant quarter of the woods, but Colonel Benjamin Chinch of the town of
iverton. R. T.. had made a treaty with the great chief of the tribe wliereby the Indians w'ere to liold forever the woods to the edge of the lake in lieu of a quarter of venison to he paid yearly to himself.
Resent the Attempt
The aged Indian woman, Mrs. Perry, ha.s liad these, stories from the lips of her father and her grandfather, and now that the rumors are afloat that the lands which her people have held for so long
VETERAN CONDDCTOR OF FAMOUS CECILIA SOCIETY
RETIRING, TELLS OF STRUGGLES AND TRIUMPHS
are to he wrested from her, and she is to be removed Into alien territory, her dark eyes glisten wdth resentment, and she declares angrily that never shall anyone take her away alive.
She remembers the many Indians, her cousins and aunts and neighbors, who in years past have lived securely on the reservation with no fear of being dispossessed because of the old treaty made two centuries ago.
Now tliat she and her family of four ehildren are left as the only survivors of the tribe, she feels sorely the injustice of tlie present attempts to turn her away Tom the riglits which have so long been inalienable with the land.
The history of the granting of the reservation goes far hack into provincial times.
Sold <<Fire Water”
One AA'iicox was convicted of selling "firew.iler” to the Indians, and this land wliich he then owned was confiscated, together with all his ifoods and chattels. Colonel Church of Tiverton. R. I., afterwards acquired possession of it, and not •laving need of the forest land so far away from the town, he yielded to the messengers from King I^lillip’s tribe and granted to the Indians the right to hold llie land forever as their reservation in return payment for a hauncli of venison
This deed was drawn in the Boston registry and was signed by two clerks, John McCarthy and a man named Carey. l‘'’ollowing the grant in 1707, W’hen the Plymouth colony took possession o’! the territory, tlie land passed to them, and finally it came into the jiossession of the State of Massachusetts, which now controls it.
Tn her dilapidated home, wliicli, with Its adjoining barn, are the only two build, ings today standing upon tlie reservation, Mrs. Perry is awaiting resentfully the appearance of tlie officials wlio may announce that she will he obliged to move.
A Direct Descendant
Both on her father’s and her motiier’s side she is directly descended from the Packawonet tribe, which years ago lived in the forests of Cape Cod. Her father was Hezekiah FJzekiel Jackson, and her mother Mrs. Jcrusha (Hicks) Jackson, both of the Mashpee tribe.
Mrs. Fannie L. Perry, the lone Indian widow of Watuppa Pond reservation
In her girlliood days slie learned from their lips many legends of the old Indian days when her ancestors ow’ned all tiie lands of the State and struggli'd vainly against the attempts of the colonists to wrest them away.
AATien she was 25 sIk* was w’ooed and w’on by Dr. AA’illiam I’cqiiot Pelawan-Quo Perry and brought to licr present home on tiie FTill River Indian reservation. At that »^.me tliere was a number of descendants of the AVampanoag tribe still dwelling on this land.
Eleven years ago her husband, who was known in P''all River as one of the characters of the countryside, and who was widely celebrated as añ Indian doctor and .a fam<uis skater, died, leaving the widow witli four small children.
Wanted to Remove Her
A year later the autliorities of J"all River in attempting to induce the Indian widow to remove from the reservation were met wath a flat refu.sal.
Since then Mrs. Perry ha.s managed her farm, lived upon the proceeds of the
wood and rental of the cleared lands and has brought up her four children in the determination tli.at the.v should also hold their rights as future tenants of the
“No one shall take ni.v children’s inheritance from tliom,” Mrs. Perry declared to a Sunday I’ost reporter. “The land here was given to the Indians 200 years ago. to ho held as long as any of the tribe remained, and I and my family are direct inheritors of this right.
"They have threatened to remove my house across the road. They declare that
I no longer belong here; that the old i
pledge given to my ancestors is no longer sacred. But I shall not leave unless I am forcibly taken away. They
m:'y go to the iourts and the law about my rights, hut i knov/ from the lips of my people that tliis land is mine. And It is my (hildren's also.
“Once I iinve been removed who will ; there he to protect the Indian rights to, the reservation. The eity of Fall River ■ can then step in and do as it pleases. I do not intend that it shall.
“Today the reserv.ation yields me sufficient return to support' myself and family. People accuse me of being sharp and obstinate. 1 am only lighting to keep what belongs to me and my two sons and two daugliters.’’
Mayor Couglilin, who has brought th« petition for half the re.=ervation before the l.,egisla.ture at tlie recommendation of the AVater Board, states that the legal question involved in displacing the remaining tenants of the land is a perplexing one.
In case the State grants the city’s petition and the old Indian woman is dis-pos.sessed. It is declared that Mrs. Perry Avill he recompensed and provided with a home for herself and family outside the reservation.
The aged Indian widow Is averse to becoming a subject for aid, and her attitude of defiance is expected to cause the city officials some future difficulties in case the jietition is granted.
THE THING TO DO
“AA'cll,” said Shem, as soon as tlie ark | touciied dry land, “what shall we do ! now?” 1
"Start a paper, of course.” replied | Noah. “What’s the use of having this [ marvellous mastodonic menagerie if we can’t advertise it?”—Philadelphia Press.
“I’m not retiring from the conductor-ship of the Cecilia Society because I’m a liundred years old, or anything of the sort—because I’m feeling oiily 25,” said Benjamin J. Lang to a Sunday Post reporter, speaking of his decision to esign from 31 years of service as leader of Boston’s noted musical organization.
'fhe real reason why I have tendered my resignation is because 1 am a donor of $5000 of the fund which has been raised for the society, and w'hich will give it an annual Income of $‘2000, and as such I cannot con.sent to serve the society any longer as its conductor.
Eager to See New Conductor
“I want to see the name of the new conductor, whoever he is, on the programme of the last concert of the season.”
Sitting at the round table In his studio, with the organ in one corner and the great piano by the hay window of stained glass, the walls hung with pictures of fragrant flowers and pretty women, the mellow light of the lamp falling upon his gray hair, showing the gleam of fun in his keen, dark eyes, and the strong, nervous hands, that listlessly lay in his lap or toyed with his spectacles, Boston’s foremost musician declared It was not pleasant to look hack upon the past.
He had rather tell, It seemed, of his unique studio building at 6 Newbury street, where “everj’ mother’s son of them”—and some who were mother’s daughters—who occupied the IS rooms, were pupils past of his, and came to him often for words of encouragement and advice.
I’ve been an organist ever since I wa.s a hoy of 12,’’ he said, “—a paid organist.” “That was back In the days when I lived in Salem. My father was musical and my mother, too. My son and my two daughters are both musical. My younger | daughter, Rosamond Lang, composed the ‘ miislc for the last Vincent Club production.
“Do I think that hard work has been a great factor in my success? AV^ell, I wdll say this: 1 do not know what the eight-hour law means. I have hardly known a day since I was 20 years old that my work day was less than 15 hours in duration.
“I’m really a very strenuous person.
I go to bed late and am at my nfflee at nine In the morning, whatever happens. And. in between the liours of work. I attend all the social functions I can, for, as I said. I’m now’here near 100 yet. I’m only 25, and I simply won't give np my activities, either .social or otherwise.
“Yes, it’s true that I never drink tea, coffee, champagne or even cider. Just milk and water, and I don’t eat butter. Neither do I smoke. Undoubtedly these things have helped me to retain my health.”
At 69, Mr. Lang is certainly full of the joy of living, and surprisingly youthful in appearance and bearing.
A day’s work with him has been
ductor. also tlie Apollo Club, w’hose conductor he was for 30 years.
At the age of 16 Benjamin T./ang’s career as a concert pianist opened, and continued up to about 15 years ago, though latterly Mr. Lang has, to use his own words, “broken over the trace»” and playctl In i’hiladel]ilua and New York.
During tiiat time. Mr. Lang Itas played a large number of wniks for the pianoforte, liy Bach. Beethoven. Schumann. Saint Saen.s, Brains. Tschaikofsky, Mendelssoliii. Rubinstein and AA'agner.
Personal enterprl'^es of Mr. l.iiP'r were the first performance In Boston of the “Damnation of Faust” by Berlioz, three performances of AA'agner’s “Parsifal,” sets of pianoforte recitals, nine different sets of orchestral concerts. Notable Concerts
A notable series of concerts was the set of eight given in the Bijou Theaitre, at W'hich were rendered the entire collection of Schumann’s pianoforte works.
Mr. Lang Is today one of the original members of the St. Botolph Club, pre.sl-dent of the Oliver Ditson fund for poor and needy musicians and a member of the Thursday Club.
Known in New York
He also belongs to several New York organizations and has the record of overj 5000 pupiks to his credit, many of whomi are toda.v well known by name andi fame throughout the country. j
Tlie personal friend of AVagner, Liszt hubinsteiii. and Saint Saens, Mr. Lang, at 69, continues his present active teaching. wliicli he enjoys too well to step aside from, even for a brief moment’s reminiscence of his honored and useful past-rich in incidents he is too modest to tell.
what makes Mrs. Smiles
“I w'ondev so popular?”
“She makes the cookies for children in the neighborhood.”
(Photo by Hardy.) BENJAMIN J. LANG,
For 31 years conductor of the Cecilia Society.
known to consist of an early morning Interview with a singer, a forenoon church H.eBvice, lunch wMth his friends In Brook-ll#e, a hurried flitting back to town for choir rehearsal, an afternoon call, another hurried excursion Into the realm of music, a dinner party at another friend’s house, evening service, still another rehearsal, and, at midnight, bed.
This is the life Mr. Lang has led for years. Studying under Francis O. Hill. Gustavus Satter, Alfred Jaell and Franz Liszt, Mr. Lang’s career as an organist ill Boston began when he w'as engaged by the Old South Church, at the corner of Milk street. For 15 years he wa.s organist of Dr. Hale’s church, and for 20 years he has played for the congregations of King’s Chapel.
He orgaMzed the Handel and Haydn
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