The Governor continued his remarks.
"I staid so long that I might have become a voter. I did not, but
besides my native city of Boston, I shall always render my allegiance
to this town, which turned the current of my life into such happy
channels.
"I will not weary you with a long speech."
Cries of "Go on," "We can stand it," came from all parts of the hall,
and Mrs. Hawkins said to Olive Green, "He's a beautiful speaker. I
could listen to him all night if it wa'n't for gettin' breakfast for
my boarders. My bread didn't ris worth a cent, and I've got to git up
airly and make biscuits."
His Excellency went on, "I want you to make Fernborough, the Mason's
Corner of five years ago, a beautiful town--more beautiful than it is
now." Make good, wide roads, don't call them streets, and have wide
tires on your wagons to preserve them. Plant trees both for grateful
shade and natural beauty. Support your Village Improvement Society by
suggestions and contributions. Attend town meeting regularly, be
economical but not stingy in your appropriations, pay good salaries
and wages for honest service. Be partisans if you wish, in State and
National elections, but in choosing your town servants, get the best
men regardless of politics.
"Support and constantly aim to elevate the standard of education in
your schools, and remember that the mother and the teacher are the
makers of those who are to rule in the future.
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