Linden On The Saugus Branch Author:Elliot Paul Contents 1. A Name on the Snow 3 2. The Doctor Hides at Twilight 15 3. A rw, Afrnr, Tckd, Upharsin 25 4. The Nfus. su. soit House 41 5. Morning Mood 59 6. Linden Square and Packards Powders 73 7. The Passing of tin Bairn of Gilead Tree 101 8. An Evening Not Soon to Be Forgotten 121 9. Black Anns Corner and the Finns 142 10. Of Codfish Balls 102 ... more »11. Of xlfish Balls, JonUnuod 179 12. Some Widows and Old Maids 191 13. About the Relatively Worthy Poor 209 14. Being Seen and Not Heard 229 15. Pursuits of Happiness 241 18. Of Racial Minorities 257 17. The Barbershop 272 18 Law and Order 283 19. The Rich and the Needles Eye 294 2 1, Of Public KnUttaintnent 312 21. Church Pair 328 22. The Professor and the Stonecutter 354 23. Nomads and Dilettantes and Music 385 24. The Wind Blows the Water White and Black 377 25. The Penultimate 392 LINDEN ON THE SAUGUS BRANCH CHAPTER ONE A Name on the Snow LlNDEN, in Massachusetts, at the turn of the twentieth century, was as obscure a little community as there was in the broad United States. It was neither backwoods, seashore, coun try, c ity or town, but only a detached precinct of the outermost ward of the suburban city of Maiden, eight or nine miles dis tant from Boston, as the crow flies. It is almost incredible that such a neglected and isolated spot could exist in a section of Netv England that looks, on the map, thickly populated and devoid of open spaces. To the north were miles and miles of virgin woods in which Indians had lived by hunting, not as vast as the wilderness of Maine, but extensive and mysterious enough so that there seemed to be no end to them. And in shocking contrast, to the east, lay the Lynn marshlands, all the way from Linden to the sea, Hat, bleak, and containing beneath their drab camouflage all the wonders of the tidelands and the littoral Southward lay more vacant miles. Gravestones in rows, acre after acre of Holy Cross Cemetery, one of the largest and least beautiful burying grounds in all the world. The view between Linden and the sunset, to the west, had in the foreground a wirtdtng creek bottom and a swamp with the flat nx f of ram bling carbarns against the maples of nearby Maplewood and the jagged evergreens on the hon on. Politically, Linden was the forgotten ward r the stepchild of 8 Linden on the Saugus Branch Maiden, which in turn owed its existence to Boston. The Lin den folks, who got nothing from their absentee government except tax bills for which few services were rendered, felt no civic connection with any other place at all. To all intents and purposes they were separate and autonomous. Not far away, in Concord, just the other side of Boston, in 1776 the shot had been fired that had been heard around the world. I think it caused little stir in Linden. Five or six miles south by east was Bunker Hill, where local patriots had fought the British. None of those heroes, as far as the records indicate, had rushed over from Linden to join the affray. The first May flower, whose passengers are all catalogued and whose furni ture has multiplied like the miraculous loaves and fishes, sailed into Plymouth, on the South Shore. Mayflower Number 2, of which too little has been said or written, landed in Salem, just north of Linden, in 1629, an d the passengers, more resourceful and adventurous, if less pious than the Pilgrims, spread through the Mystic Valley, and down Cape Ann to the tip, at Pigeon Cove. For decades, all these hardy settlers overlooked what later became Linden...« less