that
love and inspiring it in all who heard him, that distinguishes him for
all time.

There are other memorable things about Marshfield. Governor Edward
Winslow, who was sent to England to represent the Plymouth and
Massachusetts Bay Colonies, and whose son Josiah was the first native
Governor of the Colony, may both be called Marshfield men. Peregrine
White, the first white child born in this country, lies in the Winslow
Burying Ground. One of the most singular changes on our coast occurred
in this vicinity when in one night the "Portland Breeze" closed up the
mouth of the South River and four miles up the beach opened up the mouth
of the North River, making an entrance three quarters of a mile wide
between Third and Fourth Cliff.

These and many other men and events of Marshfield are properly given a
place in the history of New England, but the special glory of this spot
will always be that Daniel Webster chose to live, chose to die, and
chose to be buried under the vast vault of her skyey spaces, within the
sound of her eternal sea.

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CHAPTER IX

DUXBURY HOMES

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There are certain places whose happy fortune seems to be that they are
always specially loved and specially sought by the children of men. From
that memorable date in 1630 when a little group of the Plymouth
colonists asked permission to locate across the bay at "Duxberie" until
now, when the summer colony alone has far surpassed that of the original
settlers, this section of the coast--with its lovely six-mile beach, its
high bluffs, and its pleasant hills and pasture lands, upon which are
found quite a southern flora, unique in this northern latitude--has been
thoroughly frequented and enjoyed.

There is no more graphic index to the caliber of a people than the
houses which they build, and the first house above all others which we
must associate with this spot is the Standish cottage, built at the foot
of Captain's Hill by Alexander Standish, the son of Myles, partly from
materials from his father's house, which was burned down, but whose
cellar is still visible. This long, low, gambrel-roofed structure, with
a broad chimney showing the date of 1666, was a long way ahead of the
first log cabins erected by the Pilgrims--farther than most of us
realize, accustomed as we are to glass instead of oiled paper in
windows; to shingles, and not thatch for roofs. It is fitting that this
ancient and charming dwelling