6 : NORTH SHORE BREEZE and Reminder 
Mather of Boston. Mary Corey, the first wife of Giles 
Corey, who was pressed to death at the time of the 
House of Seven Gables (Before Restoration) 
Witchcraft craze, is buried here, and aiso Governor Brad- 
street, the Rev. John Higginson, Chief Justice Lynde and 
Judge Hathorne of Witchcraft fame. 
Continuing on through Charter street, the visitor 
soon comes to Derby street, which runs along the water 
front, at the head of the wharves, where thousands of 
tons of coal are landed not only for the local trade but 
for the great manufacturing centers of Lawrence, Lowell 
and Manchester, N. H. ‘This street was in olden days 
the show place of the ctiy, and the few fine old houses 
left standing remind one of the street’s former glory. 
Near at hand, 6n Union street, is the birthnlace of 
Hiawthorne, and farther down is Turner street, with the 
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Witch House (Before Restoration) 
House of Seven Gabies, made fa‘rous by this same man. 
The house is now used for settlement work of all kinds. 
On this same Derby street is the old Custom House, of 
August 6, 1915. 
which the great novelist wrote in the Scarlet Letter, and 
brought down so much wrath upon his head. 
Cutting through one of the narrow side streets, so 
familiar in New England towns, the visitor comes to the. 
Bentley School, which has in its tower a Paul Revere 
Bell, which peals the curfew every night at nine o’clock. 
Just beyond is the old Narbonne House, one of the oldest 
houses in the city, and opposite is the entrance to the old 
cummon, surrounded by (Washington square, with its 
wonderful old houses, and far-famed colonial door-ways. 
At the farthest end of the town one comes to the 
Witch house, and the Ropes Memorial, with its beautiful 
old-fashioned garden. And still farther along is the 
lovely old Chestnut street, where many of Salem’s fine 
old families still live. Here also is Hamilton Hall, named 
for Alexander Hamilton, and the centre of the social life 
of the town. ‘ 
And as a suggestion at the close of the day, it would 
be wise to visit the Peabody Museum, with its wonderful 
Old Narbonne House é 
marine collection and eastern treasures. And then on to 
the Essex Institute, where all the relics and treasures of 
c'den Salem tray be seen in the museum on the second 
floor. And in the rear of the latter place is the old John 
Ward House, built in 1684, an example of the home which 
preceded the period of opulence. A well-sweep and 
bucket have been placed behind the house and a flowe 
garden with only flowers cultivated in the Salem gardens 
before 1700 thrives in the salty air. 
Mingled with these things of long ago comes the hun 
cf the modern busy city, which, despite the disasters of 
the past year, is growing and working toward the common 
good of those who dwell within the city walls. 
UPLANDS, Jersey Lane, West Manchester, has a gar- 
den fronting on Bridge street, of such size and beauty 
and inviting entrances that it seems like a public garden. 
So many of the North Shore estates have their beautiful 
gardens tucked away in such secluded spots that the pub- 
lic can never see them! But the Frank Pierce Fraziers 
of New York have chosen the most open and public part 
of their estate for their garden. In the center of the place 
is a pretty pond and stream crossed by two attractive 
little stone bridges. Two immense willow trees stand 
by the pond, one a handsome drooping weeping willow of 
unusual size and symmetrical proportions. The rose 
garden is very attractive now, filled with rare roses sur- 
rounded by a fence on all sides over which is a thick 
growth of pink and red ramblers. An attractive portion 
of the garden emphasizes a purple color scheme where 
many purple flowers are seen. The large vegetable 
garden in the rear is reached by passing under charming 
arches of roses and through a long grape arbor showing 
an abundant crop of grapes. Mr. Frazier is much inter- 
ested in clearing the vicinity of mosquitos and is help- 
ing conduct a scientific experiment along this line. 
The average brass band is harmless—until it begins 
to play. 
It isn’t what you say but how you say it that makes 
a woman either your friend or your enemy. 
