\ * FIRST IjM Tsur With ILLUSTRATIONS 33nrtfnrh: F . A . BROWN 1853. HARTFORD U THE OLDEN TIME $fs $tnst ®|irfi| Hears. ( Isaac William S^axt^ v. i\ EDITED BY W. M. B. HARTLEY. E3ttJ) Illustrations. HARTFORD: PUBLISHED BY F. A. BROWN. 1853. Flo 4- Entered, according to Act of Congress, in the year 1853, by F. A. BROWN, in the Clerk's Office of the District Court of Connecticut. PRESS OP CAS1, TIFFANY AND COMPANY, HARTFORD. £ft£Eae-I. Reader. Perhaps you wonder with uplifted hands that Sc.eva has taken to himself an Editor, and even may curl your lip when told, that one unknown to fame has ventured to obtrude his own name. But Sc^EVA is a quaint old man, and 'tis his humor. It is but now that he consents to appear before you in another garb, al- though warmly urged to do so by very many who wish to preserve his writings in a compact form. A voice from home, for instance, through the columns of the Hartford Courant, thus pleasantly ap- peals to him : So t\)t historian of ^artforlj. Thanks, Sceva, thanks ! How many a brightening eye Hath by thy tube transpierc'd the mists of time, And marked their forms, who first upon the banks Of this fair river rear'd their rude abodes, Sharing the hardships of colonial life. Forth at thy graphic touch they come, to keep Stern watch and ward against the Indian bow — Ploughing the furrow for their children's bread, And planting roots of knowledge that should feed The mind, thro' unborn ages. Thou hast drawn From mouldering archives, pictur'd lineaments Of patient toil, and unrepining trust ; And from the moss-grown sepulchre, restor'd Names that their race should honour. Peacefully Beneath the shadow of their trees we walk, And listen for their words. PREFACE. Thanks, Soxva, thanks ! But not farewell — for we have much to learn, And thou must aid us, from thy castled heighth, Fast by the Charter Oak, to guard with care The patriot lore of the Recorded Past. Hartford, Feb. 19th, 1852. L. H. S. A voice from the mountains, whose form is prose, but whose tones are poetry, is also heard : To the Editor of the Courant. Dr.AU Sir: — I do not suppose that the author of those articles subscribed Sc.eva, that have from time to time appeared in your columns, could feel complimented by any testimonial from nic : but I am so delighted with bis con- tributions that 1 cannot forbear adding my solicitations to those of many more, that he will continue to Matter those beautiful flowers of which he has such inexhaustible stores, along the dusty road of our Colonial history. That valley with its little community meeting beneath the shadow of the hills, how it wakens into life at the touch of the enchanter! Those grim old Fathers of Con- necticut, with their school?, their sumptuary laws, their Train Bands, their wars, their piety, their exchisiveiicss, their dread of the Devil and their horror of Dutchmen and -. how their faces brighten, how their brows relax, as they peep out from the mirror held up to them by their graceful descendant. Their very steeple-crowned hats seem to smile upon Scjeva . Have we indeed read the l