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80,000, himself standing among a few old respectable inhabitants, easy in circumstances, with a very happy family around him, and highly respected by the community. The late Rev. Chester Wright, a graduate at Middlebury College in 1805, and of Montpelier, Vt., was his half-brother.

HON. WILLIAM D. WILLIAMSON OF BANGOR, ME. William DurkEE Williamson is supposed to be a descendant, in the sixth generation, of one who was among the earliest settlers in the Plymouth Colony. For as the Annalist tells us,* when Gov. Winslow went to make his first treaty with Massasoit, March 22, 1621, he was preceded by “ Captain Standish and Mr. Williamson,” and attended by a file of “musketeers.” Nothing farther appears, in the printed narratives of those times, concerning the man last mentioned ; nor is there any positive knowledge of his immediate posterity; though it is a report of tradition, that one of his name had command of a company in King Philip's war, in 1675–6, who might have been his son. But, however this may have been, certain it is, that men of his name in succeeding generations have exhibited a predilection for military tactics; and that in Major Benjamin Church's fifth expedition eastward, 1704, Captain Caleb Williamson commanded a company of volunteers from Plymouth Colony. He had one brother, whose name was George, and the place of their residence was Harwich, in the county of Barnstable. It is said there was another of the family, or kindred, perhaps a brother, by the name of Samuel, who settled at Hartford in Connecticut, but as he left no son, his name at his death sank into oblivion.

George Williamson, above named, married, at Harwich, the daughter of a Mr. Crisp; and they had two sons, George and Caleb, and five daughters. The elder son was murdered by a highwayman, and left no child; the younger, born at that place, 1716, married Sarah Ransom, and setiled at Middleborough in the county of Plymouth; whose children were six sons and three daughters. Though five of the sons were married, only two of them, Caleb and George, left issue. The latter, being the fifth son, born in 1754, who was the father of the subject of this sketch, removed with his father's family at the commencement of the Revolutionary war, to Canterbury, Ct., and married Mary Foster of that place, a niece of Rev. Jacob Foster, formerly a minister of Berwick, Me. Their children were four sons and four daughters. The sons are William D., the subject of this sketch; George, a farmer at Pittston; and Joseph, a lawyer at Belfast, a graduate at Vermont University, and President of the Senate, in the Legislature of Maine. Their father was a soldier in the Revolution, and a captain of artillery, some years after the peace. In 1793, he removed from Canterbury,

* See Prince's Annals, 101. - Purchas' Pilgrims, B. X. chap. 4. – Vol. VIII. Coll. Mass. Hist. Soc., 229.

where his sons were born, to Amherst, Ms., and finally died at Bangor, in 1822, aged 68 years.

William D., his eldest son, entered Williams College, in 1800 ; but finished his studies at Brown University, R. "I., where he was graduated in 1804. As his father was a farmer in moderate circumstances, and himself the eldest of eight children, he was under the necessity of teaching a school several winters, to defray his college expenses. He read law with Hon. S. F. Dickinson of Amherst, till ihe spring of 1807, when he took up his residence in Bangor, Me., where he completed his professional studies with J. McGaw, Esq., being admitted to the bar in November of that year.

Jan. 14, 1803, he was commissioned by Gov. Sullivan Attorney for the county of Hancock, an office held by him about eight years, when the county was divided. In 1816, he was elected to the Senate of Massachusetts, Maine being then a part of the Commonwealth ; and received successive elections, till the separation in 1820. Though as a political man, his sentiments were of a democratic character, adverse to the majority in each of the legislative branches, he was Chairman of the Committee of Eastern Lands, three years. He was President of the first Senate in the new state of Maine; and the appointment of Gov. King as a Commissioner on the Spanish Claims, brought him into the Executive Chair, about six months of the political year. In the meantime, he was elected a Member of Congress. After he left the field of legislation he was appointed a Judge of Probate for his county, a Justice of Peace through the state, and President of Bangor Bank.

Judge Williamson was thrice married. He was first connected in marriage with J. M. Rice, an orphan, the niece of Gen. Montague of Amherst, whose home was hers. Five children were the fruits of this marriage, one of whom, an only son, a promising youth, died in 1832, at the close of his Junior year in Bowdoin College. His second wife was the eldest daughter of Judge Phinehas White of Putney, Vt., and his third was ihe only surviving daughter of the late E. Emerson, Esq., York, Me.

Judge Williamson was fond of literary pursuits generally, but particularly of historical research. He wrote and published a number of articles on various subjects, in different periodicals. His great work, however, which cost him many years of labor, was his History of Maine, in two large octavo volumes. He died May 27, 1846.

THE FATHERS OF NEW ENGLAND. They (the Fathers of N. E.) were mostly men of good estates and families, of liberal education, and of large experience; but they chiefly excelled in piety to God, in zeal for the purity of his worship, reverence for his glorious name, and strict observance of his holy Sabbaths ; in their respect and maintenance of an unblemished ministry; the spread of knowledge, learning, good order, and quiet through the land, a reign of righteousness, and the welfare of this people; and the making and executing wholesome laws for all these blessed ends. Rev. Thomas Prince's Election Sermon, 1730.



[Thomas Hinckley was the last Governor of the Plymouth Colony, which office he held, except during the interruption by Andros, from 1650 to 1692, when that colony was joined to the Massachusetts colony. He was a man of worth and piety. The following lines, composed by him on the death of his second wife, are copied from one of three volumes of the manuscripts of Rev. Thomas Prince, which are now in the possession of the Rev. Chandler Robbins of this city.

It is hardly necessary to inforın our readers, that Thomas Prince, colleague pastor of the Old South Church in Boston from Oct. 1, 1718, to Oct. 22, 1758, was a most diligent and careful collector of public and private papers, relating to the religious and civil history of New England, and that many of his valuable books and manuscripts have been deposited by the church 10 which he ministered, in the library of the Massachusetts Historical Society.

The following brief sketch of the connection between Thomas Prince and Gov. Hinckley, and of some of the descendants of the latter, may be appropriate as an introduction to this poetic effusion.

In the manuscript volume above referred to, Rev. Thomas Prince las recorded a genealogical table prepared by himself, in which he states that he was “the fourth son of Samuel Prince, Esq., of Sandwich, who was the son of Elder John Prince, who came over in 1633, and setiled first at Watertown and afterwards at Hull, who was the eldest son of Rev. John Prince of East Shefford, in Berkshire, Eng., who was born of honorable parents, educated in the University of Oxford, and was one of the Puritan ministers of the Church of England who in part conformed.".

The father of Rev. Thomas Prince, Samuel Prince, Esq., married in 1686, for his second wise, Mercy Hinckley, the eldest daughter of Governor "Hinckley by his second wife.* They had ten children; namely, Thomas, Mary, Enoch, John, Joseph, Moses, Nathan, Mercy, Alice, Benjamin.

Thomas married Deborah Denny. One of their daughters became the wife of Lieut. Governor Gill.

Mary married the Rev. Peter Thatcher. Moses married Jane Bethune. Their daughter, Jane Prince, was consort of the Rev. Chandler Robbins, D. D., of Plymouth, Ms., grandfather of the Rev. Chandler Robbins of Boston, of whom we have obtained this relic of antiquity.)

Pity me O my friends and for me Pray
To him yt can supply what's taken away.
My crown is fallen from my Head, and wo,
Wo unto me ye I have sinned so,
As to provoke ye Lord to show such Ire
Wh I deserve 'gainst me should burn like Fire.
God righteous is in all yt He hath done
Yea good in lending Her to me so long.
A Blessing rich Forty three years and more:
Had I been wise to have improved such store
Of Gifts and Grace wherewith she was endu'd
I might in Grace have also much improv'd.
How prompt in heavenly Discourse was she,
That to her own and others good might be!
Out of her store came things both new and old
Wh she had read, or thought, or had been told.
How great my Bond to God in Thankfulness,
For such a Gift, for all my worthlessness.

The only child her gracious mother bare,
Obtain'd of God as a Return of Prayer:
For wh she with her Friends employ'd a Day,
In private, and soon found it good to pray
Unto ye God of Nature and of Grace,
Who thus approv'd their seeking of his Face,
In forming this fair child to shew his Praise :
Endowed with virtues in her early Days
Wh grew and shine'd in young and riper age,
And to her Maker's Praise did much engage
All those wo knew Her both of late and old,
And prove'd as diverse godly wise foretold.

She by her wisdom built ye House and by

• The portraits of Samuel and Mercy Prince, belonging to the Rev. Mr. Robblns, have been tempo rarily deposited in the rooms of the Massachusetts Historical Society.

Her prudent care kept all in such a way
And in such order, so as nought might be
A Let to worship in the Family
Or cause Distraction on God's holy day.
Yea both at Morn and even, as was need
She did in Household-worship always
Her Family, while in her widow-state,
And in my absence since she was my mate.
Whose good example may rebuke all Those
Who slight this Duty and Themselves expose
Unto yt wrath of God wh hangs o'er all
Those Familes whon Him do not call.
To rise up very early was her way,
Enter her closet strait, to read and pray,
And then to call and raise her Family,
And liv’d to see a Blessing great upon
Her Prayers and prudent Education
of children such a number for ye Lord,
Under bis gracious covenant and word,
That now may say, I am, thro grace divine,
Thy Servant, Daughter, Son, of Handmaid thine.

She highly prized a Gospel Ministry,
For its support was an example high,
And while a widow chose ye town shou'd say
What was her Part lest self from Right shou'd sway
And allways gave more than her Rate away,
Yea ever first wou'd pay that pious due,
Then other Debts, and on the Residue
Wou'd wisely live and help ye Poor she knew.
Nor ever any want she found thereby,
And counselled her Friends ye like to try:
But if they wou'd till last let That alone,
They wou'd find nought to pay't, all wou'd be gone:
Which some have try'd, and found what she said True,
And so God was not robbed of his Due.

As by God's Grace she lived piously
So by the same she lived righteously:
Chusing ył she and hers might wrongs receiv,
Than even ye least to others give:
Allways a Pattern of Sobriety,
Neek, lowly, peacefull, prone to charity
And freely given to Hospitality,
Behaved wisely in a perfect way,
Both in ye brightest and ye darkest Day.
She came in nothing short with count of many
of highest Praise of Tongue or Pen of any.

Great cause we have of pious Thankfullness;
For that tho sharpest Pains did her distress
For six weeks allmost constantly, yt she
Could take no Rest nor in ye night nor Day;
Yet God preserv'd her mind and senses clear,
With exercise of Grace, ył we cou'd hear
Not the least murmuring nor impatient word,
But meek submission to ye Sovereign Lord :
Full of heart-melting Prayer and savoury words
Which Joy and wonderment to all affords
Whose Hearts were mov'd to leav their Homes and see
And help Her in her great extremity.

Her last words were, come dear Lord Jesus, come
And take me quickly to thy Bosom home:
And in few minutes had her Soul's Desire
With Him whom she did love with Heart intire.
Death was no Terrour unto Her nor Fear,
No Ghastliness did in her Face appear:
But sweet composure in her Life and Death
When her dear soul she in her tinal Breath
Resigned to Him whom she bebeld in Faith:

Whose own she was and with Him long'd to be
Where she is free from sin and misery:
She enter'd into perfect, endless Rest,
And with ye blest above is ever blest.

So that we have no reason to repine
But thankfully and humbly to resign
To his most wise and righteous hand therein
Nor mourn for Her in Plenitude of Joy,
But for ourselves whom evils still annoy.
As a great Loss to all, ye wisest deem,

Then sure to me and mine a Loss extream;
Now she has left the gap, is made a way
For evils to bear on us every Day:
Wh our Iniquities deserved have,
Unless ye Lord please, as I humbly crave,
To give Repentance and Remission free
Of all our sins; of mine especially,
My great Defects in point of gratitude
In prizing and improving such a good :
Whas a second miracle of grace,
After the first who no less Pious was
And lovely consort. Both free gifts

most rare And Both'in answer unto humble Prayer.

As soon as I my will resigned so
To God, as to be free yť he shou'd do
As most for his own glory he shou'd see;
Then did their several Relatives agree
To say, They had oppos'd our match so long,
They neither dared nor wou'd it more prolong:
Wh was so far above all expectation
As made us to admire the Dispensation.

Yet that such wondrous works I cou'd forget,
Does my Offences greatly aggravete :
Which has so much dishonored his Name
As justly may me fill with grief and shame
And oh yt by his grace enabling me,

may with Hate, yea self-abhorrency Turn from all sin and unto Jesus flee Whose meritorious and precious blood Can clease from sin and reconcile to God.

O may He be most highly priz'd by me
And as most precious may embraced be.
May I to Him eternally be join'd
And in Him Rest and Satisfaction find:
By his good Spirit's mighty energy
My Heart be purg'd from all Impurity,
And filled with all grace and sanctity:
Awakened out of all my drowzy Frames
Raised up to lively, heavenly views and aims,
Ever composed, humble, watchful be,
Especially upon God's holy Day,
And when I read, hear, meditate and pray.
In holy Duties never slightly be;
As if to approach ye glorious majesty
Of God, a light and trilling thing it were ;
But ever look and speak to him with Fear:
May bring forth much good Fruit in my last Days,
Living and doing more unto bis Praise
Gaining much profit by our Father's Rod,
Who can make all work our eternal good.

For all which mercies great I beg ye Prayers
Of all who see these drops of aged Tears,
That I and mine may by his mighty Hand
Be kept thro Faith unto Salvation, and
That we may neither slack or slothful be,
But follow Her and that blest company,
Who thro' their faith and patience now possess

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