tered farms are seen, and houses outside the town proper are few, and the quiet country gives small hint of the active, eager life so near it. In 1810, Dr. Timothy Dwight, whose travels in America were read with the same interest that we bestow now upon the "Merv Oasis," or the "Land of the White Elephant," wrote of North Andover, which then held many of its original features:
"North Andover is a very beautiful piece of ground. Its surface is elegantly undulating, and its soil in an eminent degree, fertile. The meadows are numerous, large and of the first quality. The groves, charmingly interspersed, are tall and thrifty. The landscape, everywhere varied, neat and cheerful, is also everywhere rich.
"The Parish is a mere collection of plantations, without anything like a village. The houses are generally good, some are large and elegant. The barns are large and well-built and indicate a fertile and well-cultivated soil.
"Upon the whole, Andover is one of the best farming towns in Eastern Massachusetts."
Andover roads were of incredible crookedness, though the Rev. Timothy makes no mention of this fact: "They were at first designed to accommodate individuals, and laid out from house to house," and thus the traveller found himself quite as often landed in a farm-yard, as at the point aimed for. All about are traces of disused and forgotten path-ways—
"Old roads winding, as old roads will,
Some to a river and some to a mill,"
and even now, though the inhabitant is sure of his
