You and I know that's the Community House, but now people from out-of-town
    won't be going in there thinking that it's the town hall. Not as often, anyway.

    The Community House on the evening of the Milford
    Regional Medical Center melange - November 7.

    Hopedale History
    November 15, 2015
    No. 288
    The Kentuckians, Part 2

    Hopedale in November   

    Additions to existing pages on hope1842 during the past week include: Marge Hattersley (Milford News
    article and picture on the retirement party for Marge.)     Now and Then - The Post Office (Clipping tells of the
    William Bancroft house/Brae-Burn Inn annex that once stood where the post office is now.)    The Henry
    Lillie house and sawmill (Map added to show location)     Deaths

    Just received and for sale at the Hopedale Blank Book Manufactory, a very superior article of "Orrris Tooth
    Soap," expressly adapted to purify the teeth, by removing all noxious substances so injurious to their growth
    and beauty and thus giving to them a pearly whiteness. It also imparts to the breath an agreeable perfume,
    and, unlike most other soaps, has no injurious properties. The Practical Christian, Hopedale, February 6,

    The abolishment of slates and the earlier adoption of pen and ink in the primary work is advisable. The little
    folks should use crayons. They have less strain brought to bear upon untrained muscles and undeveloped
    nerves if they learn to form their first letters standing at the blackboard rather than cramping tiny fingers
    around heavy pencils, and bending their small bodies to bring the eyes too near the painful labor of forming
    the new characters. Elmer E. Sherman, Superintendent of Schools, 1894


                                                                The Kentuckians, Part 2

    Continuing from last time, here's  a bit more about General Draper's in-laws and extended Kentucky
    connections, starting with his father-in-law, Confederate General William Preston.

    General Preston himself was an eminent lawyer, a distinguished statesman, and a brave and successful
    soldier. He was a lieutenant-colonel in the Mexican War, member of Congress, United States minister to
    Spain, major-general in the Confederate Army, and special envoy from the Confederacy to Maximilian in
    Mexico. He commanded the Kentucky division, which broke our line at the battle of Chickamauga, after
    losing a large percentage of its effective force dead and wounded on the field. He had an especially brilliant
    staff, including Captain (now Senator) Blackburn, Theodore O'Hara, who wrote "The Bivouac of the Dead,"
    (in Mexican War) and Walker Fearn, afterwards minister to Greece and judge of the International Court at
    Cairo. He possessed large means, inheriting a large part of the land on which the city of Louisville now
    stands. A man of commanding presence and great social talent, highly  educated, and an eloquent
    speaker, he became naturally one of the leading figures in his own State and the entire South.

    Mrs. Preston, nee, Margaret Wickliffe, was a worthy wife for such a husband. -- in fact, she was of the same
    stock, being his third cousin. Her father, Robert Wickliffe, was a prominent lawyer and United States circuit
    judge, and, like her husband, a large land owner. In his later years he was commonly called "The Old
    Duke," because of his distinguished bearing. Her uncle, Charles Wickliffe, was governor of Kentucky and
    United States Postmaster General. Her stepmother was the daughter of John Todd, who commanded the
    pioneer forces and was killed at the Battle of Blue Licks. Her brother, Robert Wickliffe, Jr., was the United
    States minister to Sardinia at the time of King Humbert's birth, and later, while ambassador to Rome, I
    found among the archives a copy of his letter announcing that event. She was devoted to the social side of
    life and was famous both in America and Europe as an entertainer. She took pride in having given the first
    course dinner west of the Alleghenies, and her gold table service (procured while General Preston was
    minister to Spain) was the pride, and one of the wonders of the State. This service my wife inherited, and it
    served and excellent purpose while I was ambassador to Italy.

    During the War of the Rebellion, while General Preston was in the field, she was hospitable to both sides,
    and on one occasion, when a Union officer was breakfasting with her and some Confederate forces arrived,
    she saved the former from capture by hiding him in the tower of the hose, while General Bragg and some of
    his officers finished the breakfast. During the meal her little daughter spoke of the man in the tower, but it
    was received as a joke and the Union officer escaped. Mrs. Preston's great regret was that he was obliged
    to go without finishing his meal. Later, it being thought that in her letters to her husband, which passed
    easily through the lines, she might give information of the movements of the Union troops, she was notified
    that she must leave the State; and at great pecuniary loss she abandoned her home, raised money, and
    took her family to Canada, where she resided until the war was over. There, the Canadian sympathy being
    with the South, she was warmly received in the best circles and became almost a heroine among them.
    Among other friends made there, who have continued close friends, since, was Sir Garnet Wolseley, then
    lieutenant-colonel on Sir Fenwick William's staff, and later commander of the British Army.

    Coming from such ancestry, my wife naturally inherited their characteristics. Thoroughly devoted to the "Lost
    Cause" and permeated with its attendant views, not to say prejudices, she was a type of the southern
    aristocrat, a type that is passing out of sight with the division of the estates of the old families, which after
    division cannot support the ancient splendor. She, however, was able to see that the question between the
    two sections was settled and to appreciate the good points of the broader, if less picturesque, northern
    civilization. We, therefore did our part toward filling up the "bloody chasm," and I think it is the only instance
    on record where a general in the Union Army married the daughter of a Confederate general whom he had
    met on the field of battle, or vice versa. William F. Draper, Recollections of a Varied Career, pp. 204-205.

             The wedding of Gen. Draper and Susan Preston                 Draper marriages to Kentucky mates          

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Gen. William Preston, C.S.A.