"Bay State" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... between them; and the most successful growers in the country irrigate their crops during periods of drouth. Cauliflowers do best on deep, rich, rather moist soils. In the way of food, they want the very best, and plenty of it at that. The successful competitor, who won the first prize at the great Bay State Fair, to the disgusted surprise of a grower justly famous for his almost uniform success in winning the laurels, whispered in my ear his secret: "R. manures very heavily in the spring for his crop. I manure very heavily both fall and spring." In manuring, ...
— Cabbages and Cauliflowers: How to Grow Them • James John Howard Gregory
... stock," said Mr. Trueman. "My mother was a Neville—one of the Nevilles of Boston. She heard Jesse Lee's first sermon on Boston Common, and joined the first Methodist society in the old Bay State. My father was one of Ethan Allen's Green Mountain Boys, and assisted at the capture of Ticonderoga. He was also a volunteer at Bunker Hill. It was then he met my mother, being ...
— Neville Trueman the Pioneer Preacher • William Henry Withrow
... starting at eleven. Of course, the steamer was nowhere but a mile out in the stream; and a little cockle-shell of a row-boat was our only means of attaining her. How different, ye good New Yorkers and Bostonians, from your afternoon walk on board the "Bay State," with valise and umbrella in hand, and all the flesh-pots of Egypt in—well, in remembrance! After that degree of squabbling among the boatmen which serves to relieve the feelings of that habitually disappointed class of men, we chose our ...
— Atlantic Monthly, Vol. 4, No. 25, November, 1859 • Various
... of the Old Bay State Marzynski on a Sunday stood behind His counter, well content his gain to find In pipes not pills, cigars not carbonate. From breakfast till 'twas dusk at half-past eight Tobacco cheered this hardened sinner's mind, The ...
— Briefless Ballads and Legal Lyrics - Second Series • James Williams
... south, the autumn winds blow softly around Sunnybank, where Edith's negroes are living as happy under the new administration as the old, speaking often of their beautiful mistress who, when the winter snows fall on the Bay State hills, will wend her way to the southward, and Christmas fires will again be kindled upon the hearthstones left desolate so many years. Nor is she, whose little grave lies just across the field forgotten. Enshrined is her memory within the hearts ...
— Darkness and Daylight • Mary J. Holmes |
