"The old Unitarian church was on the site of the present one.   We had to go to two services, and right in midwinter.   It was cold; not a particle of fire in the church, and we boys, shivering, had to stay and listen to long sermons and prayers.   It was considered wicked to have a fire in the meeting house.   The church was not tight; holes and cracks let the cold in.   Had a sounding board and a high, narrow pulpit, square pews, with a couple of benches for children.   It was a large church, and had a broad aisle, and one each side.   Some rode horseback with pillions; some rode in a square topped chaise.
   "There was no doctor in town when I was a boy,; had to go to Scituate for Dr. James.   Later Dr. Macomber was a physician here.   He kept private school.   They thought he knew a great deal.   There used to be a blacksmith shop where Alvin Roger's barn is.   When I was a boy there was one old house where Capt. Chas. L. Tilden lives; another where Dr. Hagar lived, not shingled.   Another house opposite Isaac Rogers, two stories, brick ends.   Another where Marcellus Rogers lived.   Another on the site of Nathaniel Phillips' house, below Batcheller's Hill.   Another on the site of Batcheller's house, occupied by Atherton Tilden, the elder."


[Thanks to Pat Dyer for transcribing this section]

   In the early days of East Marshfield, (now the Hills,) there were some original and unique characters, and the doings and sayings of some of them are repeated to this day at the firesides of the old settlers.
   One is told of Deacon Joel Hatch of the "Two Mile."   Deacon Hatch was one of the deacons of the Unitarian church many years ago, Rev. Mr. Leonard, pastor.   In those early days it was the custom of all church goers to


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