1895 Journal Written by Angelina Maria Ellis

1895 Journal Written by Angelina Maria Ellis

Article Pasted inside Angelina's 1895 Journal:
An article clipping pasted to this journal had a notation that said: "from Lunenburg [Massachusetts], published in Turners Public Spirit – Sept. 7, 1895:" "Returned to visit kindred -- After spending nearly half a century in the far west, Angelina Ellis, a daughter of the late Rev. Joseph S. Ellis and Henrietta Jones of Worcester, and grand-daughter of the late Ephraim Jones of this town, went with her parents more than forty years ago to live in the boundless west, and has never been east till her recent visit. She has been twice married, first to a Mr. Phillips, second to Samuel N. Hartwell, formerly of Groton. Mr. Hartwell is a cousin of the late lawyer, Hon. Harris C. Hartwell of Fitchburg, and Dr. Hartwell of Ayer. Mrs. Hartwell is a niece of G.E. Jones of this place. Mr. and Mrs. Hartwell's home is in Germania, Wisconsin. They brought with them their grand-daughter, May H. Phillips." [NOTE: “the boundless west” refers to Wisconsin in this case. Information can be found on May Phillips on the web site of her father, George Phillips.]
To one the loss of a dear Father has from little girlhood been terrable [SIC]. Nothing could fill the aching void. In times of sadness his voice would have cheered. In times of joy how delightful to have had his smile and have had advice when needed, Oh: could he have lived my own dear Father. Can it be I shall know him in Our Eternal home. "Shall we know each other there." I thank my Heavenly Father for his loving kindness and tender mercy that I was permited [SIC] the great privelege [SIC] of this hour. Oh my Lord and my God help me to be faithful in they service forever more and by and by meet my dear ones never no never to part again. Glorious hope.
1895 - Sept. 7 Saturday. Edward drove up in his carriage to take us to the Shaker Villege [SIC]. Uncle Henry went with us. Ed took May and I to the business house. Introduced me to a nice old lady that talked freely of their faith and religion. Took us into the parlor then into one of their living rooms, passed us some pears. May ate one then the ladie [SIC] wiped her (May's) hands. They do not hold public meetings now there. Numbers are very small now. The gentlemen looked over the bar just built and grounds then Edward called for us and took us across the road to see Ezra Newton, a Shaker that was a hundred years old. In the story above was a room where brooms were made.

1895 Journal: Following is the text written by Angelina Maria Ellis PHILLIPS HARTWELL. This is without editing for spelling errors but punctuation was added for easier reading; anything in brackets[ ] are notations not included in the original text. [SIC] means the previous word was as written in the original document.

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My Trip to Massachusetts
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Husband and I started from our pleasant home. August 21, 1895 - We took May Henrietta Phillips with us. Mrs. Flora Farmer & daughter Clara Bell went as far as FonduLac on the same train. They were on their homeward journey.
We reached Chicago about 1 o'clock and was transferred by buss [SIC] line to the Lake Shore and Michigan Southern RR Depot getting there at 1-45 PM. There we obtained tickets to Boston & return. We left Chicago at 3 PM. Had a fine view of Lake Michigan for many miles. We had a hard time to get a lower birth [SIC] but our conductor was very kind. After a while he had a lower birth made up for us & passed my first night in a sleeper on the train slept some. May slept good. Samuel not much.
Aug. 22 - At 4-20 at Ashtabula [?] sat up as we went over the great bridge where a few years ago PP. Bliss and wife with others lost their lives. From there to Buffalo we passed a fine country in sight of Lake Erie which was most beautiful to look at. Passed many grape vineyards.
We reached Buffalo at 8 AM o'clock. Here we parted with our Denver Colorado passengers, they going to Niagra Falls. We on & on to New England. At 12 AM Aug. 22 we reached Rochester, NY. Saw the deep gorges of the Tennesee [SIC] River. Saw many curious formed hills cultivated to their tops, many appl [SIC] orchards. At Syracuse saw the famous salt and soda works, at Utica came in sight of the valley of the Mohawk. The Erie Canal was an item of treat interest to me. About 50 years ago our family on their journey west went from Albany to Buffalo on the Erie Canal and still there are boats on it. In some places the Mohawk River runs in the same direction but several feet lower than the Canal. We were at Voorheesville at 5-35 PM.
At Albany 6-25 PM. Saw large steam boats on the Hudson River. Little May thought they must be houses. These boats are owned by the Vanderbilts.
Arrived at [? looks like Troy?] at 7. Had to wait till 11-35 PM. Was very tired. A lady came to me and said there is a couch in the waiting room, you better lay down there. So I did and slept some time. Was greatly rested when I got up. Samuel bought coffee. We ate a lunch and was ready for our train. We had to cross several tracks, climd [SIC] over a train to get into the train. We are going on the Fireman's State. [unreadable word] met there. The city was full and beautifully decorated and finely illumated [SIC]. The Rockvill [?] band of Ont [?] played with Troy [?] band. Crowds of people tried to get seats in the car that could not or had to stand. They thined [SIC] out so we three could have a seat to ourselves before midnight.
Aug. 23 about day light I heard the station gardner [?] called that was the home of a dear cousin that mother, Hettie and I used to visit when we were little girls. Her name was Frances Kemp. Soon Ashburnham was called. We were nearly to our journey's end. At 5-20 AM Fitchburg our stoping [SIC] place.
We went into the depot, waited for a few moments then Samuel called for a hack and were driven direct to Aunt Lizzie's. Driver range the bell. Soon Auntie came to the door. So natural such a sweet face and made me think of my own dear Mother who has gone from us never to return till the Kingdom is established on the new Earth then "there will be an end of sin and everlasting righteousness brought in." The thought came to me is it possible we are so far from home, is it a dream? Can it be a reality. Ah yes the power steam took me back to my native state. All were glad to see us. Cousin Nettie came in, also Laila her daughter.
We ate breakfast & rested for a while. The day soon sped away and Aug. 24 came. Our trunk came so had a chang [SIC] of dress. Auntie had a few callers.
Aug. 24 Sunday morning, Mrs. Stiles, Mr. Hartwell and May went to the Rollstone Congo Church. In the afternoon husband went with Mr. Merriam to a meeting of the APA in the city and heard Major Ryan [or Mayor?] speak. Aug. 26 Samuel called on Henry Dixon in the afternoon. He came with his carriage and took Auntie and us to ride. Saw many beautiful sights - got a good view of the city of Fitchburg. Passed the residence of Mrs. Harris Hartwell. May most afraid to go down the steep hill. Today got our first letters from home.
Aug. 27 Mrs. Stiles and Laila went to Boston to attend the Knight Templers Conclave and to witness the parade. They said it was a wonder sight and it took five hours to pass a given point. Auntie and I had a good visit that day. May went over to visit Etta Merriam, a lovely little girl about her age.
Aug. 28 - Nettie and Laila returned from Boston just noon; we were eating dinner. Very warm husband. Went with Mr. Merriam to see new things and sights. They went to Mr. Putnam's Tower, 89 steps to the top. Had an extensive view of the surrounding country. Wachusett Mt. also [N? or W]atalie (?) Mt. in N.H. could be seen. The villege [SIC] of West Townsend and Lunenburg, Whalon Pond. The tower is on "High Rock." On returning to the ground Samuel met Miss Norcross. She had just returned from Europe. Mr. M__ [as written] knew her.
Aug. 29 Mr. Dixon came for us to visit them. We had every thing very nice lovely plumbs [SIC], pears, grapes. They have a pleasant home. Should have enjoyed mor [SIC] if my head had not ached so terrably [SIC] in the afternoon and all night and the next day.
Aug. 30 Uncle Geo. E. Jones came up to Fitchburg for us. Had a pleasant drive down to Lunenburg. Oh how glad I was to see my dear Uncle and be once more in town of my birth, to once more see the valleys and hills of my native town.
Aug. 31 Uncle George had town business to attend. He is one of the supervisors. Rained most all day. My head does not ache quite as hard. We like Aunt Lucy ever so much. She is lovely, joyous, just the wife for Uncle. I enjoyed sitting in their dining room and feasting my eyes on the grand old M.E. Church. A little change but very natural and the surrounding grounds.
Sept. 1 - 1895. Attended the Methodist Church. It was over 50 years since I was in that church before. Could tell the very pew that grandfather and family used to sit in. Also great-grandfathers, wonderful after an elapse of over 50 year [SIC] was there again. Rev. Adams preached. The responsive reading was from Psalms 51. The lesson of the day was from John 17 Chapter the text [?]. This is a faithful saying.
Sept. 1 - Afternoon Uncle Geo, Aunt Lucy, Samuel, May and I started from Lunenburg on the same road we used to go so often to Father Peirce's old home. How natural some of the way was, houses just as they used to be. Saw George Houghton, an old school mate, on the farm his father used to own and where I visited his sisters when a little girl. Mary Houghton married Geo Pierce. They live in Fitchburg now.
Soon we came to the school house on the corner where Sister Hettie and I used to go school. Mary Annie Peirce Clough taught there. We went to school to her. The grounds, the hills to the left all all [SIC] as in my childhood. We passed on till we came to Uncle Josiah Peirce's. The old house burned down years ago. Two tall large chimneys still stood. He built a new house way up on the hill. Did not live long after. We passed over the little brook just as in days of yore. We went up the lane on the left. Up a little was a large rock Hettie & I used to climb on and sit down to rest. The stone wall all a long up looked as it did 50 years ago and then the house was in sight. No change on the outside. The porch, dineing [SIC] room, kitchen, wood house, barns, sider [SIC] mill house, bee room -- all as we left them only dilapidated.
Uncle George drove up on the hill. Stone walls fenced off one field from another, pleasant view of country all around. The Goodrich house and farm looked the same. Mary is married and lives there. Melora owns half, never married, my school mate. George drove down on the other side of the house, it almost seemed as though we had been gone but a few days so natural. Every window told of the room in side, Mother's [Henrietta Jones] bed room, the spare chamber, Hettie's and my bed room, the parlor and other rooms, Mary Annie's and Martha's room. I was loth [SIC] to leave the dear old place but time was swiftly passing and was obliged to give a parting look to the home of my childhood. It's orchards and meadows, its hills and valleys looked beautiful to us all.
1895 - Sept. 2 - Aunt Lucy very busy cooking. Uncle invited us to ride up to the Jones farm. It had been sold a few years ago but had been the property of the Jones'es for more than one hundred years. One of my ancestors kept tavern there - Capt. William Jones and Maj. Ephram Jones, owned the farm when I was a child - my great-grandfather and grandfather, then it passed into Uncle Geo E. Jones hands and he sold it for a good price. We looked the place over, drank water from the old old well and drove on. We drove down to where the red school used to stand. In that I learned my ABC from there. Saw the house where Grandpa and Ma first went to house keep and where Mother was born and son, more of their children. I was born in the house on the hill Sept. 18 - 1837. Grandpa owned it then.
On our return Uncle drove into the Cemetery to the lot where the Jones family are berried [SIC]. Samuel made a note of their names in his book:
Cap. William Jones died May 15, 1854, aged 89
Susanna his wife died July 27, 1858, aged 84, 4 m. [months]
Maj. Ephram Jones died Dec. 25, 1880, aged 88, 7 m.
Jemima Barret his wife - July 7, 1846, aged 50
William F. Jones, died Jan. 26, 1854, aged 26, 10 m.
Charles Gustavus Jones, died Sept. 19, 1859, aged 25
Maria L. Mitchel - Apr. 1870, aged 50. She was the wife of Rev. R. Mitchel
Lizzie, wife of Geo E. Jones - May 16, 1874 - 37
Aunt Lucy had a nice dinner ready when we returned. We ate and were soon ready to start for Fitchburg and finish our visit with Aunt Lizzie. So I took one long last look at the grand old M.E. Church where my fore fathers and mothers worshiped and rejoiced at the sight after an absence of so many years and that I was permited [SIC] to see the spot where the "dear ones rest from their labors and their works follow them." By and by we will meet to part no more. Lunenburg looked beautiful as we passed along leaving it behind, feeling a full masure [SIC] of pleasure and enjoyment my visit had afforded me with Uncle and Auntie in their pleasant home.
Uncle drove by the way of Whalom pond. There saw many sights for the first time - a merry-go-round. We saw Telgho [?] Carriages filled full of people going to Whalom. It was Labor Day and no one was expected to work. A great time of recreation. We reached Fitchburg about 4 o'clock. Aunt Piper had gone to the dedication of the new school house. I felt sad to part with Uncle George but the last good by [SIC] was said and he and Aunt Lucy started home. When oh when shall we meet again. Perhaps never. Till we meet on the other shore in the new Jerusalem. God grant we may be an unbroken family there. Auntie was full of business having sold all her property in Fitchburg and planing [SIC] to move to Boston with her children, Dr. And Mrs. Stiles. May saw a monkey which pleased her very much.
1895 - Sept. 3. Aunt Lizzie rode with me to the depot. We took an early train for Ayer a short run, and we were at the Depot Edward Richardson and Florence met us. Edward had a lovely new carriage for us to ride in. All seemed pleased to see us. Edith gave us a very warm hearty greeting. Bertha was in Boston. Came home in the evening. Edward called for husband after dinner. They drove down to Shirley Villege [SIC] where he owns many houses. Collected rent. Came back by Kilbourn Mill and after crossing the Nashua River came in sight of the Community Village, got back in time for supper. Henry R____ [as written] came just a little after.
Sept. 4 - Dr. Hartwell took Samuel to Groton to see Uncle Benja. Edward called for Mary and I, drove us up there. On the way we saw Father Hall's house and others and where the geast [SIC] house used to stand. A delightful country. When we got there we found Cousin Emma gone to Groton. Mrs. Lathrope wanted us to go for her after calling at several places and driving round different streets in the best part of the city and to where the monument stands that marked the spot of the first church built there.
We drove up to Mrs. Ellen Needham's. She came out with Cousin Emma. We took her in and drove back to Uncle's. A nice dinner was soon ready soon after. Mrs. Needham, Mrs. Brockway and little Daniel called. Had a very nice time with them all. They were getting ready to leave for Emma's home at Zanesville Ohio. After supper Edward came for us. Brought May and Alfred with him. We had a lovely drive home. The air was warm and fresh. Father Hartwell's old home was not far from Uncls [SIC], a fine farm.
Sept. 5 - Husband [Samuel Hartwell] and his Nephew Ed Richardson went to Worcester to attend the County Fair. Went on to the grand stand. Saw the horse raceing [SIC], also dog race, did not go away that day, it was late when they returned.
Sept. 6 - Friday - Edward R____ [as written] called for us to go to Harvard. Edith went with us. We made several stops on the way. One was where Henry was at work at his trade fixing over a fine farm residence. We saw apple trees loaded with fruit and lovely flowers in gardens, and wild, along the road side. Samuel, Edith, May and Edward went into the public library at Harvard. I waited in the carriage then we went to the cemetery to find my dear father's grave. I pointed to where I thought it must be. Edith soon found it then came to the carriage and helped me go to it. The thoughts of the Dear One were very sad to think, over 50 years had passed since he was laid to rest.
That moment was the first time I had been permited [SIC] to look or stand beside the grave. I wondered if the soul could realize the daughter full of love and longing for the Father that had so many years gone on before to the relm [SIC] of endless bliss. It was hard to go away. To stay to me was still harder, so with a loving heart I laid a boquette [SIC] of autumn flowers upon the head of the grave. May laid one on the foot and once more I read on the tomb stone
"Rev. Joseph S. Ellis - died June 19, 1842 - "Mark the perfect man and behold the upright for the end of that man is peace."
To one the loss of a dear Father has from little girlhood been terrable [SIC]. Nothing could fill the aching void. In times of sadness his voice would have cheered. In times of joy how delightful to have had his smile and have had advice when needed, Oh: could he have lived my own dear Father. Can it be I shall know him in Our Eternal home. "Shall we know each other there." I thank my Heavenly Father for his loving kindness and tender mercy that I was permited [SIC] the great privelege [SIC] of this hour. Oh my Lord and my God help me to be faithful in they service forever more and by and by meet my dear ones never no never to part again. Glorious hope.
1895 - Sept. 7 Saturday. Edward drove up in his carriage to take us to the Shaker Villege [SIC]. Uncle Henry went with us. Ed took May and I to the business house. Introduced me to a nice old lady that talked freely of their faith and religion. Took us into the parlor then into one of their living rooms, passed us some pears. May ate one then the ladie [SIC] wiped her (May's) hands. They do not hold public meetings now there. Numbers are very small now. The gentlemen looked over the bar just built and grounds then Edward called for us and took us across the road to see Ezra Newton, a Shaker that was a hundred years old. In the story above was a room where brooms were made.
We had a delightful drive there and back. The scenery all along was lovely, the air warm and bracing. We passed Sandy Pond. Henry used to draw ice from there. Samuel picked some cones from the pine trees to bring home. We got back at 1 o'clock. Ed treated to ice cream.
Sept. 7 - This morning Cousin Emma starts with her Father for her home in Ohio. Cousin Lottie goes with them as far as Springfield Mass. Samuel and Henry went to the Depot to see them off. Sam helped carry Uncle Benja into the car. He was very glad he could be of use to them. He thinks Uncle will stand the journey very well. A beautiful morning.
Dr. Hartwell called for me. We had been invited to tea, also Henry and Mary. Mrs. Hartwell was very kind and entertaining. They have a lovely home. I was quite sick before we went home. Edward and wife were there waiting to see as they brought May a beautiful doll. She was delighted.
8 Sept. Sunday - Samuel, May, Henry and his daughters went to the Unitarian Church in the morning just after dinner. Mrs. Effie Hartwell, Mrs. Needham, Mrs. Brockway came from Gorton to see us, had a good visit with them. Mr. And Mrs. E. Richardson entertained us at their home in the evening. Showing many beautiful view of Western scenery. They treated us to ice cream, cake and pears. Alfred was pleased to have us there. We went back to Mary's. Bertha played on the piano and all sang some of the Gospel hymns. It was quite late when we retired for the night. Our visit was drawing to a close for on Monday morning.
Sept. 9 - We started for Boston. This ended our journal East. Our friend met us at the Depot. We took a carriage and went to [unclear – No 3 ?] Louisburg Sq. I was pleased to see this fine residence that had been the home of my friend so many years. Mr. W____ [as written] had gone to New York on business. S. and I visited that visited that afternoon. Husband went out sight seeing. I presume he thought there was none too much time to spare in the great City of Boston so was on the go all the time. Went on to the old Charles River Bridge where Longfellow wrote his poem years ago.
1895 - Sept. 10 - After dinner a carriage was called. We all went and saw many beautiful sights. One of note was the public garden full of lovery [?] flowers and pleasant walks and shady trees of many kinds. The fountains sending up their sprays of pure water were refreshing to the eye on that hot afternoon. Monuments to the hero's [SIC]of other days called our attention. Leaving the public garden was we turned West into Commonwealth Ave. This street is bordered with many beautiful and costly residences. Leaving the Ave. opposite a park called The Fens we turned to the right and soon crossed the long new bridge over Charles River. The bridge was nearly one half mile long. Here we were in view of many vessels on the river. We left the City of Boston behind and on to Cambridge. We saw the Washington Elm yet living under which Gen. Washington took command of the American Army in 1775. A large stone tablet under the tree bears the date of July Third 1775.
We were greatly interested passing the buildings and grounds of the Harvard University. Our driver took pains to explain the use of the different buildings. Here and there doted round were students, some reading, others talking, others going on at a brisk walk as though they knew what they were going for. All made us think of the college buildings at Ripon, and students belonging there. The same labor, energy & ambition for an education in the West that there is in the East. On the college grounds at the extreme end was the old residence of the Poet Oliver Wendall Homes [SIC]. From the out side one would say it lacked many comforts. As we passed out into the highway we saw a cluster of trees under which our coachman told us every year for years a class had graduated. These trees were on the college grounds.
We next drove on Brattle St. [?] and passed the celebrated poet Longfelow's [SIC] home now owned by one of his daughters. "It stood somewhat back from the village street" - evergreens and ancient trees, the ample grounds are nicely kept. This house was the old Carigie house which Washington occupied in 1775. We stoped [SIC] a few moments to view the old mansin [SIC] built so many years ago.
We next passed James Rusell [SIC] Lowell home which was a large square three story building surrounded by beautiful shade trees. The next place of interest was the Mt. Auburn Cemtery where many of the notable people of Boston and vicinity lie burried [SIC]. We saw the graves of Choate and Brewster, also that of the celebrated actress Chalotte Cushman and Edward Eeverett [?] and lastly was pointed out the last resting place of Longfellow. This was on what was alled Indian Ridge. Was marked by a low but beautiful granit [SIC] block.
As we entered the cemetery we stoped [SIC] at the Chapel. All went in and were pleased with what we saw. Here were the marble statues of John Adams, James Olise [?], John Winthrop and Joseph Story. All celebrated statesmen in this chapel. Many burial services are help before interment. We passed on through winding paths, viewing grounds and great variety and style of tombs and graves. The beautiful flowers and shrubery [SIC] which seemed almost Eden like. Indeed it is a beautiful resting place for those gone on before. Leaving the cemetery we soon passed Charles River which was there quite a small stream. The roads were fine, easy to ride over. We soon arrived at the celebrated Reservoir from which the city of Boston is supplied with water. It is composed of two sepurate [SIC] bodies of water. The bottoms are laid in cement and square blocks of stone. It is clear. It is filtered and ready for use as it passes into the City.
On we went till we found ourselves etering [SIC] Boston again over one of it [SIC] most celebrated St. - Comonwealth [SIC] Ave. We called at Dr. Stiles Office, went on home to Louisburg Sq. That ended our drive of sigh [SIC] seeing for that day.
Sept. 11 - 1895 - Samuel visited the state capitol building and other places of note. I visited with Susan. Did not go out that day.
Sept. 12 - Our friend called carriage and we were taken to Rowe's Wharf. There we went aboard the steam boat and started East and across Boston Harbor. It was delightful, so soothing [indecipherable] nature, and the sight of the salt water was a beautiful scene. We seemed to be surrounded by cities. South Boston was in view. Charlestown and Bunker Hill monument to the Nort west [SIC]. Brought to my mind my long ago school days when I studied history and learned of the early struggles of our fore fathers in the war of the Revolution comencing [SIC] in the year 1775.
We soon passed Governors island to the North with Fort Winthrop on it highest point. Castle isle to the south with its old dismantled fort. This my husband alone the day before and saw its great cannons and other things of great interest. Next we could see Thompson's isle with its green shores and Farm School then Spectacle isle & Long isle on the North Shore of which was the Long isle light house. Passing other, beautiful isle we soon landed at Steam Boat Wharf and here took the Nantasket RR to Nantasket Beach. Our party all walked to the great Summer Resort Hotel from which we got our first view of the great Atlantic Ocean for the first time in my life. I saw the great waves rolling in upon the sandy beach. Samuel and May gathered shells and stones from the shore and were delighted with every thing along the beach.
At noon our friend called for dinner for us. We had a fish dinner, each one having some different kind and for desert all had blueberry pie. A fine dinner after so much riding and seeing so much but for me it is once in a life time and greatly did I enjoy it. This hotel is called the Ocean View. Most of the guests had left as it was getting late in the season.
We were invited to a nine mile drive down the beach on the Jerusalem road and O such beautiful scenery all way along. The Minot Ledge light house was in sight. Was once washed a way in a fearful storm but was rebuilt at much cost and labor. Its light is now a guid [SIC] to the mariner as he nears the rocky coast. We pass many beautiful private summer resort places high on the rocks in sight of the ocean.
We returned by a different route and [unreadable] driver took us directly to the steam boat landing on the harbor side directly opisite [SIC] Nantasket Beach. The boat soon arrived and we were on our way in a short time back to Boston. I was very tired but the salt water breeze soon refreshed one and I was able to enjoy the scenery both water and land. We past [SIC] a great steam ship that had been recked [SIC] upon a sunken rock. It was on its outward passage loaded with cattle when it struck the rocks. It was bound for an Italian port.
Arriving at the wharf we took a carriage and went directly home. Shall I ever enjoy so much in one day again. It was May's first ride on a steam boat and seemed delighted & very happy. She was so good. I was glad I had her with us.
Sept. 13 - We were all going down to Nahant [?] but to our great disapointment [SIC] found the steam boats had stoped [SIC] running so we did not go out that day. This was Friday, the last day at Louisburg Sq. Dr. Stiles called on us while there.
Sept. 14 - We were invited to visit Mr. & Mrs. Louis Houghton at Neponset. Susan went with us and spent the day. Samuel went to the Sl-Car [??] line with her in the evening. Our visit at Neponset was very enjoyable.
Sunday 15 - Mr. Houghton took us down to Quincy - a delightful drive. Saw much fine country. Went past the granite works. Saw some fine monuments. For miles was in sight of the ocean. We was [SIC] treated to very nice fruit. The largest grapes I ever saw. Mrs. H____ [as written] gave us lots to take on our way home. Here we were at the end of our out going journey and start for home in the morning.
16 Monday - We took the Sl-Car [?] for Boston Depot. Mrs. Houghton went with us. Soon Susie came and staid [SIC] till the train started. Although we had been prospered and enjoyed every moment of our visit while in New England yet we could but rejoice that the time had come to turn our faces westward. [illegible] the glorious West, our adopted country.
Monday Sept. 18 - We did not take a berth. We had to change cars at 5 o'clock AM at Rochester for Chicago. William Block & Emma met us at the Depot. Samuel hired a carriage. Emma, May and I rode down. William and Samuel walked to the house. Mrs. Brickman, Minnie and all glad to see May and us all.
Tuesday Sept. 17 - Stoped [SIC] all day so that May could visit with her people.
Sept. 18 - We left [?] Chicago for home. My birthday and a pleasant happy day. It was a delightful ending of our car ride and every hour bringing us nearer our pleasant home. Samuel telegraphed at Milwaukee to have Albert meet us at Princeton. They did not get the message so had to hire a team at Princeton to bring us home.
I finish this little history of our journal to Mass. with a heart full of thanksgiving to our Heavenly Father for His loving care and protection on our out going & home coming. Praise is due Him forever.

Sept. 18 - 1895 - A.M. Hartwell

NOTE: The first part of this journal book was filled with entries written by "C.G. Jones, Lunenberg, Mass.," starting in November 26, 1854. C.G. Jones’ entries were not included in this transcription. The Marquette County Historical Society in Westfield, Wisconsin, has this journal book.