In the 1860s, Samuel Badger Neal of Kittery, York county, Maine began to conduct interviews with some of the older members of his community, thinking to record some oral history of the area before it was lost. He recorded their stories on stationery, some bound, some not, and kept them bundled together with a string thinking, perhaps, he might someday publish them. He did not. He passed away and they were handed down to a niece or nephew who slapped a note on the pile which read, “Most of these are Uncle Sam’s gossipy notes on early Kittery.” They were indeed, and while some of the recorded stories are of limited historical significance, there are nuggets of information buried within them that would likely be of keen interest to historians of the area and particularly Kittery—the oldest settlement in Maine.
Samuel (“Sam”) Badger Neal (1842-1901) was the son of John Robert and Anna Maria (Badger ) Neal. He was born in Portsmouth, New Hampshire, on 29 April 1842 and fitted for college at Phillips Exeter Academy. He graduated from Harvard College in 1864 and the following year entered the NH National Bank of Portsmouth as a cashier. He then went to New York as a salesman in the coal business, to Boston as a bookkeeper, and then as a coal salesman. He suffered from ill health and lived with his parents in Kittery for a while, managing his father’s coal business. He lived until 1901. He was found dead in his stable, having been knocked down and trampled by his horse.
William Jackson (1808-1871) was a ship builder in Kittery. He was married to Mary C. Young (1820-1886). He died on 1 April 1871 and was buried in the Orchard Grove Cemetery in Kittery.
On the Navy Yard
The Naval Yard at Portsmouth, N. H. as seen in 1853
Mr. William Jackson recollects when the Washington, a seventy-four [gun], was built [during the War of 1812]. He used to go aboard with an old fellow who used to trade in various things. The Washington was built where the Alabama, a seventy-four, is at present. There was no ship house then, but as the Alabama1 was built after the Washington, and in the same place, a ship house was built over the Alabama. The Marine Barracks were where the mast house now is. The wall which now extends from the ship house which contains the Franklin to the basin occupied by the dry dock was then lined with small trees.
William Jackson Headstone in Kittery
There was a ship just after the War of 1812 which came into Portsmouth and catching on fire, someone said there was powder on board. They cut her adrift and the tide running down, she went down river and drifted on the place where now is the stone beacon. There was a buoy formerly there. His mother carried him to the window in the night. The ship was burned in the night. She was loaded with hemp. The place now having the red beacon over it was called Pumpkin Island because it was wholly planted with pumpkins by old Mother Shaw. The Huckleberry Island was also much larger but is now washed away on the eastern part of this shipyard and Samuel Badger’s great grandmother Fernald said she picked huckleberries on the part extending from Mr. Jackson’s house to the water.
A wall used to extend along the front of the yard by the water side and where the present wharf is, used to be the wharf of the old Master Whitten. On the southeastern part of the yard was a nice orchard and along the shore a row of pear trees called Button Pear trees.
He has seen the whole of it—the yard—planted with corn. A little distance from the house, southeastern direction, was what was called a “loom house” where they used to work weaving, &c.
The first ship [that] Samuel Badger launched from the yard was the Charlotte. She was pointed south and the ship ran against Huckleberry Island. The rudder got loose, cause of it, when then tide come down, she sustained serious damage. She was beached where the wood dock now is and he estimates the damage at $500.00.
It is said that the Indians used to go to the shoals. The Indians used to come up by the Portsmouth bridge, a hundred at a time, and steal everything. The America was built at Badger’s Island in 1690. The Falkland, 54 guns, was built here by order of the British government, and this place was selected as a naval depot prior to the Revolution. At this yard was the Ranger was built, commanded by John Paul Jones. The frigates Congress, Crescent, and Portsmouth of 24 guns were built here prior to 1799. The Washington, 74 guns, in 1814. Schooner Porpoise in 1820. Sloop Concord, 24 guns, in 1828. Sloop Preble, 16 guns, in 1839.
1 The 74-gun Alabama mentioned by Sam was one of “nine ships to rate not less than 74 guns each” authorized by Congress in 1816. She was laid down in the Naval Yard in June 1819 and ready for launch in 1825 but remained on the stocks until the Civil War when she was launched under the name USS New Hampshire instead and used as a store ship in the South Atlantic Blockading Squadron.
In the 1860s, Samuel Badger Neal of Kittery, York county, Maine began to conduct interviews with some of the older members of his community, thinking to record some oral history of the area before it was lost. He recorded their stories on stationery, some bound, some not, and kept them bundled together with a string thinking, perhaps, he might someday publish them. He did not. He passed away and they were handed down to a niece or nephew who slapped a note on the pile which read, “Most of these are Uncle Sam’s gossipy notes on early Kittery.” They were indeed, and while some of the recorded stories are of limited historical significance, there are nuggets of information buried within them that would likely be of keen interest to historians of the area and particularly Kittery—the oldest settlement in Maine.
Samuel (“Sam”) Badger Neal (1842-1901) was the son of John Robert and Anna Maria (Badger ) Neal. He was born in Portsmouth, New Hampshire, on 29 April 1842 and fitted for college at Phillips Exeter Academy. He graduated from Harvard College in 1864 and the following year entered the NH National Bank of Portsmouth as a cashier. He then went to New York as a salesman in the coal business, to Boston as a bookkeeper, and then as a coal salesman. He suffered from ill health and lived with his parents in Kittery for a while, managing his father’s coal business. He lived until 1901. He was found dead in his stable, having been knocked down and trampled by his horse.
1860 Interview of Hannah Jackson (1774-1866)
Houses
There were eight houses in the place she recollects at first belonging to Nathan Dame, Jonathan Dame, Grand or great-grandfather Fernald, Chandler, Jackson, Traip, Whitten, and one other. The house enlarged by S. Badger formerly consisted merely of the portion now used as dining room, comprising two rooms, two closets, and cellar. In the cellar of what is now Jackson’s house used to be a house or room the old lady called it and her mother used to show her where the steps were. When her mother first came here there were no houses (on the foreside) but many clamshells all around the field where the Indians had been. Her mother was 92 years old and 5 months and died between 20 and 25 years ago. Mrs. Jackson (the above) is 86 or 7 and says the house she lives in (Jackson’s House) was built by her father 10 years before the Revolution. Her father died in Rhode Island of the yellow fever.
The house now belonging to the Hanscom (Isaiah) about 3 or 4 feet east of her own (Jackson’s) before consisted of a small house occupied by a Mr. Chandler. One day after going all round his field rather curiously, he came to the doorstep, stumbled in the house and dropped down in fit which he never came out of. In the War of 1812, folks carried their things back some distance of by Mendon’s somewhere and some of them 3 miles when the British were expected to attack them. The soldiers with drums and fifes passed by her house making a great noise on their way to the Point Fort McClary.
Fort MClary
She could hear the bell ring down at Rye, and a fire alarm was touched off at the hay yard and there was great consternation. The could see the English with the naked eye. The old lady said she could recollect the first building on the Navy Yard and before it was done she went over there one night with a party of girls and found a bottle of rum and had a grand time over it. (Probably they drank it.) This building was part on the south part of the yard somewhere, probably one of the old ship houses. (The old lady whose apartment was in the cellar of Jackson’s house was old Mrs. Pope.) The old lady (Jackson) says that she dreamed twice that there was something buried down by the shore on the hill just southeast of where the present blacksmith shop of Badger’s yard stands, and says if she had the use of her legs, she would go there and dig it up.
Capt. Traip used to go to sea. He picked up a brass cannon there once. An old scow full of iron once laid in the river and the old man (Traip) used to dive after it in a diving bell. She said she often stood on a scow and watched when he came up. He would look as pale as a ghost. He used to get two or three barrels of iron every time.
Witches
Emerson Baker’s book on witchcraft in Kittery and Southern Maine
At the old ferry (by Mrs. Rice’s at present), Mrs. Rice used to have an parrot who would call people all kind of names. When Mr. John Rice [1788-1871] took charge of the ferry, he was worth 25 cents, people said, and now he is a large land owner, but has lost lately by signing notes it is believed. The author’s mother was one day going there for milk (to Mrs. Rice) and meeting John Rice who had major prefixed to his name (in company with her sister) sung out. “How do you do Major Rice!” which caused immense fun at home when it was rehearsed by the younger sister. The author’s mother also recollects when the militia used to parade, they would come up in front on the grass and be treated by the Badger witches. She formerly lived near Dover. One time she and another girl went to take in some clothes, the girl exclaimed that she heard witches, and sure enough, you could hear them coming over the hill shrieking and making an infernal noise. They ran in the house and a minute afterwards there was a terrible banging against the door. They (the witches) nearly broke it down. If they had got in, they would have killed them all (the girls). A man also was out gathering hay the same night and was taken by the witches and carried over all places, through bushes and everywhere and didn’t get home till morning and then half dead from fright and fatigue.
Two boys were sleeping in a bed. one had been growing thin the past short time and the other asked him what ailed him. “Oh,” said he, “if you knew as much as I did, you would know.” They changed places. The other lad got on the outside. At midnight he saw a woman come to the bed having a halter. He immediately outwitted her and clapped it over her neck when she changed into a horse. The next morning he told his father to look at her. The father said, she is all right but wants to be shod. The horse was shod. “Take the bridle off,” said the father. “Let him have some grass.” It was taken off and immediately turned into a woman and it proved to be the man’s wife and all shod too.
An old man was going along the street and met another man ad asked him what the matter was as he seemed to be depressed. He told him that he was poor and his mill was haunted and he could not grind. The man did not believe in ghosts and told him that he would tend it. He therefore went home with him and the old man gave him food which he carried to the mill and placed it on the shelf. At 12 o’clock, a cat followed by many others came into the window. He cut off her paw. It changed into a woman’s hand and had a ring. He knew it was the old man’s wife. In the morning the old man came down and told him that he did not expect to see him alive. After looking at the hand, he went home and told his wife he was going on a long journey. She reached out her hand but kept the other in her pocket. He wrenched it out and found there was no hand and there. He had her hung immediately. The witches also sailed a sloop up the river and went off to the Bermudas and back again in one night after rosemary and compelled a man to go with them.
Hannah Jackson’s Grave Marker in Orchard Grove Cemetery, Kittery, York county, Maine
In the 1860s, Samuel Badger Neal of Kittery, York county, Maine began to conduct interviews with some of the older members of his community, thinking to record some oral history of the area before it was lost. He recorded their stories on stationery, some bound, some not, and kept them bundled together with a string thinking, perhaps, he might someday publish them. He did not. He passed away and they were handed down to a niece or nephew who slapped a note on the pile which read, “Most of these are Uncle Sam’s gossipy notes on early Kittery.” They were indeed, and while some of the recorded stories are of limited historical significance, there are nuggets of information buried within them that would likely be of keen interest to historians of the area and particularly Kittery—the oldest settlement in Maine.
Samuel (“Sam”) Badger Neal (1842-1901) was the son of John Robert and Anna Maria (Badger ) Neal. He was born in Portsmouth, New Hampshire, on 29 April 1842 and fitted for college at Phillips Exeter Academy. He graduated from Harvard College in 1864 and the following year entered the NH National Bank of Portsmouth as a cashier. He then went to New York as a salesman in the coal business, to Boston as a bookkeeper, and then as a coal salesman. He suffered from ill health and lived with his parents in Kittery for a while, managing his father’s coal business. He lived until 1901. He was found dead in his stable, having been knocked down and trampled by his horse.
1863 Interview of Lydia Fernald Remick (1776-1866)
Lydia was the daughter of William and Mary (Staples) Fernald. She was married to Josiah Remick (177-1825) in 1801 and died in November 1866 at the age of 90. Lydia’s father was a Lieutenant in Capt. Samuel Leighton’s Co. from Kittery in the American Revolution.
“Here lyes Buried the Body of the Revd Mr. John Eveleth who Departed this Life August 1st, Anno Dom: 1734: Aged 65 Years” copied September 10, 1863
I found 10 graves round his which I at first supposed were those of his family, but an old lady, Mrs. [Lydia Fernald] Remick, who is now 87 years old, told me that the graves had all been made since she remembered. She said that old Mr. John Fernald, who 20 years ago had died at the age of 80 or more, had told her that when he was a child, he had played with some of the “rounds” which they had on their seats. 1
She assured me that no person about the place had any knowledge of or any tradition about the church or its pastor. 2
There is a footstone of small size to Mr. Eveleth’s grave which has simply upon it “John Evelith.” All I now know of him is his birth place, time of birth, class in Harvard, time of death, &c. “See college graduates” [in] the book which Mr. Dennett owns and the meagre statements of individuals. So completely has the memory of the good man passed away that many of the town do not know the name of the hill upon which his church stood and very few have any knowledge whatever of his very existence and were it not for the labors of men in time past even that would be forgotten. September 10, 1863.
1 I don’t have a clue what Sam is referring to when he speaks of the “rounds” on the seats.
2 One source on Kittery history says of John Eveleth: “There is said to have been a meeting house in which he preached, and which, not being used after his decease, fell rapidly into decay. It does not seen likely that he had any established parish. It has been said that he was an Episcopalian.” [Early History of the Wilson Family of Kittery, Maine, page 60] Another source claims that the meeting house was built on Gowel’s Hill, so called (now Cole’s) near the residence of the late Captain Mark Fernald, some time previous to the year 1729 and was occupied by the Rev. John Eveleth, Episcopal clergyman, about five years. He died August 1, 1734, and was buried in the neighborhood of his ministerial labors, aged sixty-five years. The grave is on the estate of the late Samuel Fernald, half way from the highway to Spinney’s Creek and is marked by a slab of slate with a sculptured cherub. The meeting house was near the line of the present town of Eliot and must have been the most convenient place of worship for the people at South Eliot.” [Old Eliot: A monthly Magazine of the History and Biography…] Another source claims that this church served from 1729 to 1834 by the Rev. John Eveleth, the son of Joseph Eveleth of Gloucester, Mass., and was born there 18 Feb 1769-70. He graduated from Harvard College in 1689 and was ordained at Manchester, Mass., 1 October 1693. “His tombstone may still be seen in a pasture, about half way from where the church stood to Great Cove.” {See Old Kittery]
Silhouette Images of Mark Dennett (1786-1883) and his wife Alice Wilson (1785-1819). The couple were married in 1808 so these silhouettes may have been made about that time. Both were born and died in Kittery, York county, Maine.
In the 1860s, Samuel Badger Neal of Kittery, York county, Maine began to conduct interviews with some of the older members of his community, thinking to record some oral history of the area before it was lost. He recorded their stories on stationery, some bound, some not, and kept them bundled together with a string thinking, perhaps, he might someday publish them. He did not. He passed away and they were handed down to a niece or nephew who slapped a note on the pile which read, “Most of these are Uncle Sam’s gossipy notes on early Kittery.” They were indeed, and while some of the recorded stories are of limited historical significance, there are nuggets of information buried within them that would likely be of keen interest to historians of the area and particularly Kittery—the oldest settlement in Maine.
Samuel (“Sam”) Badger Neal (1842-1901) was the son of John Robert and Anna Maria (Badger ) Neal. He was born in Portsmouth, New Hampshire, on 29 April 1842 and fitted for college at Phillips Exeter Academy. He graduated from Harvard College in 1864 and the following year entered the NH National Bank of Portsmouth as a cashier. He then went to New York as a salesman in the coal business, to Boston as a bookkeeper, and then as a coal salesman. He suffered from ill health and lived with his parents in Kittery for a while, managing his father’s coal business. He lived until 1901. He was found dead in his stable, having been knocked down and trampled by his horse.
1863 Interview of William Dennett (1786-1883)
One of Sam’s first interviews was with Mark Dennett (1786-1883), the son of William Dennett (1739-1803) and Mary Adams. Mark was born in Kittery, Maine, Aug. 28, 1786, died April 30, 1883. Among Mark’s personal papers is found a record of some events in his early life, written by himself in which he says:
“In early boyhood I hated school, until about nine years old, when my fancy changed and I like the school and began to stand at the head of my class. Our school privileges were very limited. I attended to nothing at school but reading, spelling and writing until I was thirteen years old; but I progressed in the old arithmetic at home under the instruction of my father and brother, to the rule of three. At thirteen years I commenced the arithmetic at school, and during the winter term I mastered about one-half Merrill’s Arithmetic. In the spring of 1800, at a short term of six weeks of Grammar School, I progressed in English Grammar so that I could parse simple sentences. In September a term of Grammar School commenced, and I attended to the study of Latin, and during the winter I advanced into Virgil and Cicero. In the spring my father said that I must help him on the farm. In the winter of 1801-2, there was no Grammar School, and I mastered the last half of the arithmetic. In the winter of 1802-3 I studied Latin at home and recited my lessons once a week with Rev. William Briggs. Oct. 25, 1803, my father died, and the care of the farm devolved on me, and I was thus deprived of school privileges. During the winter of 1803-4 I devoted every spare hour by day and very long evenings to the study of Greek, and in December, 1804, I received a certificate of qualification for teaching in the Grammar School from three ministers who were college graduates. Jan. 1, 1805, at the age of eighteen, I commenced teaching the Grammar School in Kittery, and excepting two or three years (when otherwise employed) I continued to do so several months each year until I was sixty years old, when my hearing failed and I declined the service. In 1807, my mind being religiously impressed, I was baptized and joined the Christian church, of which act I never repented.”
Mr. Dennett was much interested in local history, and was an honored leader in the town of Kittery. He was selectman seventeen years; deputy to the general court of Massachusetts from 1814 to 1819 inclusive, and a member of the first legislature of Maine. He was state senator several times, justice of the peace, and captain and major of the militia. He married (first) Dec. 22, 1808, Alice, daughter of Edward Wilson. She was born Sept. 22, 1785, died Feb. 4, 1819. He married (second) May 4, 1820, Miriam Pettigrew, born Dec. 12, 1802, died Aug. 10, 1881.
Children of 1st wife: 1. Augustus, born Oct. 17, 1809, died Dec. 30, 1811. 2. Alexander, born Nov. 10, 1811, mentioned below. 3. Betsey, born Sept. 19, 1817, died Nov. 18, 1841. 4. Son, born & died Feb. 3, 1819. Children of 2d wife: 5. Alice, born May 24, 1821. 6. Sylvester, born Nov. 26, 1822, died Aug. 30, 1847. 7. Sarah, born April 29, 1824, died Feb. 21, 1844. 8. Charles W., born Feb. 15, 1826, died April 6, 1847. 9. Julia Ann, born Jan. 21, 1828, died Nov. 29, 1903; married (first) a Mr. Clough; married (second) Nov. 10, 1858, Joseph Langton. 10. Mary, born Jan. 2, 1830, married Burlinton Paul; died March 22, 1863. 11. Mark Jackson, born April 22, 1834, died July 15, 1856. 12. John, born July 31, 1836, died May 12, 1838. 13. Oren, born Jan. 9, 1839, died Aug. 14, 1859. 14. Emily, born June 22, 1841, died Feb. 13, 1857. 15. Louisa, born Jan. 15, 1844, died June 17, 1847.
Interview 1
May 26, 1863
Major Mark Dennett recollects the time when there was only one tree on Navy Yard Island and that one in front of the Commodore’s house, a very large fine tree—something like the oak on Boston Common.
His brother owned the yard. He purchased it about 1790 or 4. The island was then destitute of trees but Dennett planted some apple trees.
Dennett sold the island for about $5000 to the government. His wife was not satisfied with the sum he obtained and demanded $500 more and got it. Dennett might have received twice as much for it but he was afraid to ask too much for Gov. [John] Langdon [of New Hampshire] was then trying hard to sell Badger Island to the commissioners who were to decide upon the location of the yard. 1
Navy Yard Island drawn in 1800 (formerly Dennett’s Island)—the tree is depicted in the center of the island.(History of the US Navy Yard, Portsmouth, N. H.)
Sir William Pepperell
Sir Wm. Pepperell [who died in 1759].
Dennett’s grandfather was acquainted with [William] Pepperell and once went down to see him. His grandfather was a very tall man and as he went out of the door, which as can still be seen was very low, he struck his head against the top and loudly upbraided Pepperell for his low door. But Pepperell, drawing himself up to his full height (he was a short man) stood in the doorway and said, “There, is not this door high enough for a man to stand in?” Dennett had said to him, “Why don’t you have your door high enough for a man to stand up in?” Dennett was then a little overcome with the effects of of the liquor.
Two gentlemen were once going on the way to Saco with Pepperell. One of them was named Goodwin, the other —-? All went armed for the country was sparsely settled and Saco woods were a fit haunt for evil characters. Goodwin told Pepperell that he could disarm him. Pepperell wished him to try it. Goodwin dropped the subject and a little while after when it had escaped the mind of Pepperell, he suddenly went behind him (they were on horseback) and slyly drew his pistol from his belt. Pepperell was highly offended as he thought it disgraceful for an old soldier to be disarmed in that way. They made all up over a glass of punch probably.
Sir William Pepperell at the Siege of Louisbourg, Cape Briton Island, 1745, during King George’s War
1 The Portsmouth Naval Shipyard (PNSY) was established in 1800 when the U.S. government purchased Fernald’s Island (a.k.a. Dennett’s Island) in the Piscataqua River between Kittery and Portsmouth. In 1825, a bridge was built from Kittery to PNSY. In 1826, PNSY expanded to Seavey’s Island. In 1847, the side-wheel steam frigate USS Saranac, was built there.
Interview 2
September 1, 1863
This afternoon I had an interview of an hour or two with Mr. Dennett. I wished to obtain some information of the situation of Trafton’s Ferry near is the house of Thomas G___, the son of Ferdinand. Trafton’s Ferry is near the bridge which leads to York. 1
He showed me a book which once belonged to his Grandfather John Dennett [1708-1797]. The little of it was, “A discourse concerning the Inventions of Men in the Worship of God.” Printed 1714. On the back leaf was the following: “Anno Cegni Regus Georgii (a later copy) Secundi Quarto. John Dennett’s book, given him by the Rev. Mathias Plant 1731 of Newbury August 2d 1735.
In reply to my inquiries about the Sparhawks, he said that he had seen them both, William and Nathaniel. He once attented school at the Point and on his way across the field by the Sparhawk mansion he met with William Sparhawk. Daniel Pierce was with him (Dennett). William took their Latin books which they were studying and examined them caregully. Mr. Dennett does not recollect the features of William very well. the brothers did not resemble each other. Nath. was of a rough face, large projecting nose, and rough skin. Neither of them was remarkable for energy. Both were dependent in some degree on the town for support. Nath. was said to be simple minded. William was of about the same temperament.
Dennett was then attending school at Mr. Briggs, the Congregational minister of the Point. Mr. Briggs afterwards kept a school in Eliot about a mile from the Demmett’s house. The school was kept in a private house and it was filled to overflowing but Briggs did not keep it long for some reason. The people did not like him or he was not successful.
A few rods southeast from Mr. Dennett’s present house is a small clump of stunted growth of trees. Here was the house in which Mr. Dennett was born. A short distance to the northeast of the house was a barn and in it, his father informed him were many of the timbers which had been formerly in the old Episcopal Church at the top of the hill. The church was not burnt as I have written before, but was torn down.
The only Indian tradition which Mr. Dennett remembers is the following. His grandfather one night was in one of his chambers when he heard a loud knock at the back door. He immediately snatched his musket and ran to the window when he saw an Indian running over the field at the back of the house at the top of his speed.
The house was used as a garrison house and families frequently flocked to it in time of danger. 2 There is an old house by the brick kiln which formerly stood by Mr. Dennett’s house. It was inhabited by a family of the name of —–. It is about as old as the Dennett House. At one time there was an attack threatened by the Indians. All of the family came over to the Dennett House with the exception of the old lady—the grandmother. “She was not afraid of the Indians and would not leave the house for them.” She was a little frightened, however, and towards the latter part of the night, she grew very fearful and anxious. She heard footsteps approaching and she cautiously looked out of the window fearing the worst but she found that the noise was made by a squad of men who were going by in pursuit of the Indians. The old lady was not so courageous but that she sat up all night carding flax. Mr. Dennett says that the hill in front of his house was 70 years ago as thickly settled as it is now.
He showed me a letter written by the wife of Mr. Eveleth about 7 years after his death [dated 5 September 1743] …The letter was written on a piece of paper of this size or a little less in a very compact form. The old lady was in difficult circumstances at this time. This letter and the book are the only remains of the family Mr. Dennett knows of.
1 Trafton’s Ferry on the York River operated at the site of Rice’s Bridge on Route 1 and replaced the Stiver ferry because a new road to Kittery and Portsmouth had been created at this location. I began operation in 1688 by the Freethy family and was tubsequently operated by the Trafton family.
2 In 1698, John Dennett (Mark’s grandfather) bought land in Kittery for a garrison homestead to protect his family from attacks (house no longer stands). A garrison house was built of heavy timbers and often had an overhanging second floor.
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