((First posted in October2014))
Last year for Halloween I blogged about various New England legends and
folklore, some of which posts I may repost this year. But tonight I was looking
for a new spooky legend and found a poem about a distant cousin written by
another equally distant cousin.
I am a descendant of 10x great grandfather John Moulton and his wife Anne.
One of their other descendants is my second cousin 9x removed Jonathan
Moulton. William Richard Cutter says this about him:
(IV) General Jonathan Moulton, son of Jacob Moulton, was born in Hampton, New
Hampshire, June 30, 1726, and died there in 1788, aged sixty-two years. He owned
a large amount of land and was a wealthy man. It was largely through his efforts
that two or three towns in the state were settled, as is told in the "Farmer and
Moore's Gazetteer" of 1823. On November 17, 1763, Moulton borough was granted
to him and sixty-one others by the Masonian proprietors. He had a distinguished
reputation for service in the Indian wars along the northern borders of the new town
before
it was settled, in 1763. and many stories are told of his adventures at
that time.
Doubtless his service against the Ossipee Indians was the
principal reason of placing
him at the head of the grantees. Through his efforts the grant for New Hampton was
obtained
from Governor Wentworth. It is said he obtained it by presenting the
governor
with an ox weighing one thousand four hundred pounds, which he
drove to Portsmouth
and for which he refused money, saying he preferred
the charter to the land which he
named New Hampton. The
town of Centre Harbor was formed from a part of his grant
called
Moultonborough Addition. He was known as a fearless commander, and
although
his reticence and dignified bearing aroused the displeasure of
some, he must have been
thoroughly trustworthy and competent to be
intrusted with such important commissions
as were placed in his hands. He served many years
in the legislature. He was a shrewd
business man, ahead of his time in
many ways. The poet Whittier has made him the hero
of his poem, "The New
Wife and the Old." S. A. Drake, in his "New England
Legends and
Folk Lore," has written an amusing story founded on the
legend of Jonathan Moulton
and the Devil...
p2304.
New
England Families, Genealogical and Memorial: A Record of the
Achievements of Her People in the Making of Commonwealths and the
Founding of a Nation, Volume 4 (Google eBook) Lewis historical publishing Company, 1915
Cutter then includes Drake's story about the Devil which is long so I won't include
it here, but there is this added by Drake at the end of it:
Another
legend runs to the effect that upon the death of his wife—as evil
report would have it— under very suspicious circumstances, the General
paid court to a young woman who had been companion of his deceased
spouse. They were married. In the middle of the night the young bride
awoke with a start. She felt an invisible hand trying to take off from
her finger the wedding-ring that had once belonged to the dead and
buried Mrs. Moulton. Shrieking with fright, she jumped out of bed, thus
awakening her husband, who tried in vain to calm her fears. Candles were
lighted and search was made for the ring: but as it could never be
found again, the ghostly visitor was supposed to have carried it away
with her. This story is the same that is told by Whittier in the New
Wife and the Old.- p2305
So of course when I read that John Greenleaf Whittier has written a poem about the
story of the two wives, I had to look for a copy of it. I found one, and I'll share it
with you in the next blogpost.
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