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THOMAS JONES, JR., Secretary.
GEORGE C. DODGE, Treasurer.

GEORGE F. MARSHALL, R. T. LYON, DARIUS ADAMS, JOHN H. SARGENT, M. M. SPANGLER, Executive Committee.

Rev. THOMAS CORLETT, Chaplain.

On motion of H. M. Addison, Mrs. Lucretia Garfield was elected an honorary member of the Association. He also offered the following resolution, which was adopted without a dissenting vote:

Resolved, That we as an Association invite other similar Associations of the Westeru Reserve to unite with us in contributing desirable relics and reminiscences, to be deposited in the rooms of the Western Reserve Historical Society, of Cleveland, for the common benefit of the public, and that with a view to harmonious action all such Associations be invited to send delegates to meet with us at our regular annual meetings, held on the 22d of July each and every year.

LETTER FROM HON. THOMAS J. McLAIN.

WARREN, O., July 20, 1882. G. F. Marshall, Esq., Chairman Executive Committee:

DEAR SIR: I find it is impossible for me to be at your annual meeting on the 22d inst.; a fact I very much regret, for I had fondly anticipated a large amount of real pleasure in meeting so many of my old friends and acquaintances.

In reviewing the events and happenings which I have witnessed in Ohio since I came within her borders, more than fiftyfour years since, much of interest, much worthy of consideration and of value, is called to mind, and should be held up before the young and enterprising men and women of the hour for their cheer and encouragement.

The wonderful changes that have been wrought in your own beautiful city furnish apt illustrations of the go-aheaditiveness of our people: the dwellers upon the borders of our grand Lake Erie, upon whose blue waters my delighted eyes rested, for the

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first time, in May, 1828. Then, Cleveland was a small rustic village, sparsely populated, of but limited business and enterprise; now, one of the most beautiful cities in all the land! A wonderful change indeed! Then, a miserable, shabby court-house and other public buildings of kindred character; now, what is pleasant to view; then, Hickox's old wooden blacksmith shop stood ncar the corner of Superior and Seneca streets; now. behold the change; then, Crittenden's little jewelry store stood near the Weddell House; now, a splendid structure meets the eye; then, my old friend Fitch presided over the old frame hotel corner of Water and St. Clair streets; now, what a change! At that early day Cleveland presented not much inducement to him in search of a life stopping place; now it is one of the most delightful cities to settle in which can be found in all the land. Its progress is simply wonderful to contemplate.

So it is all over our broad land, wherever the eye rests. Great changes are apparent in our advanced civilization as well as in the face of the country. Note for a moment the style and fashion of the present age, embracing not only that of the ladies but of the gentlemen as well, and compare it with that of an earlier day in the then village of Youngstown in this county, when the Rev. Charles R. Boardman, when on duty, was arrayed in buckskin breeches, painted blue, and a noble Christian man he was.

In conclusion permit me to wish you a pleasant season, full of pleasure and enjoyment, and your noble Society a long and prosperous career in the fulfillment of its great purposes.

Most truly yours,

THOMAS J. MCLAIX.

REMARKS BY CHARLES CROSBY, OF CHICAGO.

MR, PRESIDENT: I am most happy to have the pleasure of being with you on this third anniversary of the Early Settlers Association. I had the honor of being represented before you a

year ago by a communication read by my friend, Hon. John A. Foot, and published in your “ Annals," and also of being constituted an honorary member. My childhood and youth, from ten years of age to my majority, were spent in this region, and a frequent revisitation has kept afresh my recollections from 1811 to the present time. It is three years since I have visited this region, and although myself an octogenarian, I meet a great many older persons than I am.

When I was a boy, those who had reached the age of fortyfive or fifty years were regarded as “ old people," but now they are not considered old until they attain to seventy or seventyfive years; so that when I meet with many from eighty to over ninety (and yet fresh and vigorons), I almost feel that I am young again, and youthful scenes and incidents recur to me with vivid freshness, like "a thing of beauty, a joy forever." I would not, however, indulge in mere sentimentalism, but recall several incidents of historical interest which may serve to amuse, if nothing more. When I was young, “ church privileges" and Sabbath enjoyments were not quite so adorned (but probably more highly appreciated) than now. It often happened that a congregation would for a time be destitute of a “ stated supply" of the ministry, but the habit was observed of keeping up the regular public services on the Sabbath, and having a sermon read from the published works of some eminent divine. I well remember that, during such a vacancy in the Presbyterian Church of Euclid, one Sabbath morning, before the time for services to begin, a stranger on horseback rode mp to the door and announced himself as a Methodist minister. He was very cordially invited by the Elders to officiate, to which he readily assented, and was accordingly conducted to the pulpit. On entering it, he found on the desk a large Bible which contained the Apochrypha (a portion of Scripture history not regarded as inspired), and opening the book he took for his text the first verse he cast his eve upon, and announced it as Ecclesiastes vii chapter, 1st verse, as follows: “Do no evil; so shall no harm come. to thee." He delivered an illiterate, haphazard harangue of three-quarters of an hour, and the congregation, becoming restless, were quite ready and anxious to have the benediction. The text being new to the people, on going home they searched Ecclesiastes through and through, but all in vain, until they learned from Mrs. Rev. Dr. Cowles, of Austinburgh, who happened to be present, and who being the most thoroughly versed in Bible history (canonical and uncanonical), informed them that they would find the text in the book of Ecclesiasticus in the Apocrypha. The mystery being solved, this amusing episode was the town talk, and afforded no little entertainment for a long time. It was afterwards reported that the affair coming to the knowledge of the Church Conference, this ignoramus was summarily silenced and dismissed therefrom.

In those days conformity to church requirements were more strictly enforced than in these later times. There was occasionally an individual whose infraction of the “ Articles of Faith" caused him to be arraigned before the sessions of the church for trial. On one occasion a rather festive member, who was prone to overstep the bounds of propriety, was under examination for some irregularity, and on being pressed rather closely, made the quotation of an old maxim, with a slight alteration to suit his purposes. He said, “ circumstances alter principles" instead of

Elder Ruple, a well-poised and godly man, of remarkable consistency of character, but rather slow of speech, who had been patient and indulgent in listening to the delinquent, and who had his equanimity quite disturbed, could bear it no longer, and broke out as follows: “Mr. B, I really wish you would either keep inside of the line or step over it; you keep right along on the line and we can neither get you out nor keep you in." This twisting of the familiar proverb has occurred to me a thousand times, when I have seen men, particularly politicians, act upon the principles of this church delinquent, “circumstances alter principles," which, after all, does not seem to be much out of the way, as applicable to our own times.

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Another noticeable and somewhat remarkable and amusing event occurred in the township of Twinsburg, Summit county. I tell the story as it was related to me in that vicinity very many years ago, and which was fully confirmed by my old friend, Buckley Hubbard, Esq., of Ashtabula, a few weeks ago. Among the first settlers who came into the place were two twin brothers by the name of Wilcox, from Connecticut, who, according to Shakespeare, were real “Dromios," their resemblance was so perfect; inasmuch as in size, features, voice, dress and actions, they were so nearly alike that they could rarely be distinguished apart, and their identity was often mistaken, the one for the other. The name of Twinsburg was given to the township in their honor. In progress of time, one of these brothers fell under the susceptible influence of the sly god Cupid, and became blindly enamored of a fair damsel of the land. His attachment became so ardent, and his devotion so strong, that he made it a rule never to disappoint his lady love in his promised visits. It so happened that indispensable business called him unexpectedly away at one of these golden periods. As he could not endure the thought of disappointing his inamorata, he applied to his brother, in whom he could entirely confide, to take his place, and act the part of the devoted lover. To this end he posted him thoroughly in the progress of the courtship, and instructed him in the sentimental part he was to perform, and left him to his ready resources, having the most undoubting faith that he would accomplish his part successfully. The eclat which followed can easily be imagined, as the successful ruse was not divulged nor discovered until long after the happy marriage was consummated. These brothers had the reputation of being gentlemanly and intelligent, and so devotedly attached to each other in affection and interest that in their deaths neither long survived the other, as I have been informed.

With many thanks for your kind indulgence, and for the honor you have done me, I beg to express the hope that your beautiful and growing city, which bears the name of its honored

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