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[I]t was impossible for me to think of giving up a mode of life I enjoyed so well; and so, when I found that my brothers were averse to going with me, I determined to strike out for myself.
John went to Boston, had some handbills printed, and returned home, where he advertised a concert with the Milford Brass Band. This was followed by a series of engagements in southern New Hampshire. He took courage from this short tour and on October 26, 1849, started another. Soon he was in Hartford, where Abby and Ludlow were stopping.
John arranged for Ludlow to act as his agent. The tour began on November 2 and would lead through Connecticut into Massachusetts. Jesse met John at Litchfield and, for a time, took over handling his business. This was a significant trip, and it was 1850 before John started for home.
Restless as ever, John spent only a few days in Milford before he set out again. On February 16, at Lyceum Hall in Lynn, he sang to an audience of 600.
I met both Judson and Asa [ said John ]. It was a little hard getting at it, but in the course of our conversation they made me understand that they would not be averse to doing some concert work. I suggested that they should sing a little, and we began. They had had no practice during the winter, and I was grieved to perceive that their voices were a little rough, and that we did not blend as formerly. Finally I stopped playing, and looking at them said, "Boys, I'll sing with you again on one condition, that we get Abby." "Done," they
On the 20th, the brothers met in Boston and took the train for New York to rescue Abby from her leisure. They went to the Pattons' boarding place but were directed forty miles up the Hudson to the home of Duncan McMartin at Rockland Lake. Arriving by moonlight, Asa walked to the door and rang the bell, while his brothers withdrew into the shadows. He asked for directions to the steamboat landing. "By the way, there is a man named Patton stopping at your house, is there not?" "Yes. Won't you drop in and see him?" Thanking McMartin, Asa declined. He said he supposed that Mrs. Patton was there too, and was told that she was. Then Asa said his goodbyes and hurried on his way.
Later, McMartin and company heard music - "Oh, open the window and hear the ringing, Sister dear, O sister dear!" Hurrying to the door, Abby responded by singing, "Welcome, brothers, welcome." And indeed they were welcomed into the McMartin home, where they remained for several days. Not all went according to plan, though - the brothers were unable to obtain an agreement with the Pattons for Abby to go on tour with them.
"[I]t was impossible for me to think of giving up a mode of life": John Wallace Hutchinson, Story of the Hutchinsons (Tribe of Jesse), 2 vols. (Boston: Lee and Shepard, 1896), 1:252.
"Soon he was in Hartford, where Abby and Ludlow were stopping": A newspaper reported that Abby had nearly recovered from her illness, though she had no plans to resume her concert career. See "Mrs. Patton," s.l.: s.n., n.d., in Item 30v, Ludlow Patton's Hutchinson Family Scrapbook, Wadleigh Memorial Library, Milford, New Hampshire.
"The tour began on November 2 and would lead through Connecticut": For press notices, see various clippings in Item 31r, Ludlow Patton's Hutchinson Family Scrapbook, Wadleigh Memorial Library, Milford, New Hampshire; and "Mr. Hutchinson was received,"
"I met both Judson and Asa [said John]. It was a little hard getting at it": John W. Hutchinson (1896, 1:255-256).
"They went to the Pattons' boarding place but were directed": Notice that Abby and Ludlow Patton were boarding in New York City. Prior to this, their base of operations had shifted between the Hutchinson homestead in Milford, the Hartford area, and quite likely other places.
Ludlow had worked as a business agent for his Hutchinson inlaws. Otherwise, we have little if any information about how he had been earning his living and where he was doing it. The common portrayal of Ludlow as a wealthy New York stockbroker, which may be quite true for the Civil War years and later, has no relevance at all to this early period.
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On the 25th, the brothers traveled to Poughkeepsie. Abby and Ludlow returned to New York; and around this time Jesse arrived to take charge as the trio's business agent.
After a performance at Newburgh on March 2, the singers' spirits were low. As they sat in silence, a voice came as if out of nowhere. "Sing, sing, what shall I sing? The cat's run away with the pudding-bag string!" The voice belonged to Abby. But where was she? Asa ran to the door, and the others checked down the corridors. Finally someone found the Pattons under the bed, no doubt laughing. After greetings were exchanged, Abby told her brothers she would rejoin the group soon.
On Friday, March 22, 1850, the Hutchinson Family quartet, complete with Abby, opened a series of concerts in New York, performing first at Niblo's and then giving frequent entertainments at the Broadway Tabernacle and also singing at Rutgers Institute. In Brooklyn they sang several times at Plymouth Church, the pastor being Henry Ward Beecher.
By this time the group was singing "The Good Old Days of Yore." Usually Jesse's verses - those sung in concert by the quartet - were about issues, events, and the times. But he wrote this fine song when mourning the recent loss of his young son, James.
How my heart is in me burning, And my very soul is yearning, As my thoughts go backward turning To the good old days of yore. |
As Jesse's new composition was one inspired by grief, around this same time the Hutchinsons introduced another piece that was delightfully ridiculous. It was "The Horticultural Wife."
She's my myrtle, my geranium, Ho! ho! she's a fickle wild rose, |
"By this time the group was singing The Good Old Days of Yore": J[udson] J. Hutchinson, "Good Old Days of Yore: Song of Home," lyrics: Jesse Hutchinson, Jr., first line of text: "How my heart is in me burning" (Boston:
"It was The Horticultural Wife": Hutchinson Family (Singers), "Horticultural Wife," "Written by a celebrated English gardener after disappointment in love," first line of text: "She's my myrtle, my geranium" (Boston:
A personal favorite recording of "The Horticultural Wife" appears on Gregg Smith Singers and New York Vocal Arts Ensemble, The Great Sentimental Age
James Hutchinson (1847-1849)
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After engagements in the Albany area, the quartet returned to New York City for a series of concerts and to attend the May antislavery anniversary. The first morning, William Lloyd Garrison was the opening speaker. Suddenly the notorious "Captain" Isaiah Rynders tried to break up the meeting, causing great disorder. The Hutchinson Family, sitting in the center of the upper tier of seats, rose and sang a song. The great hall quieted, and eyes turned to the singers. Rynders stepped off the platform and walked up the aisle toward them. When he got close enough so they could hear him, he shouted: "Stop that
One of the most furious mobs that I ever saw, [ said Frederick Douglass ] confronted the American Anti-Slavery Society and determined that its speakers should not be heard. It stamped, shouted, whistled, howled, hooted and pushed and swayed the multitude to and fro in confusion and dismay. It silenced the platform and threatened the speakers with violence; and when neither the prophet-like solemnity of Garrison nor the sublime eloquence of Phillips could silence that tempest of rowdyism and wrath, the voices of this family came down from the gallery of the old Tabernacle, like a message from the sky, and in an instant all was hushed and silent. Every eye was raised and every ear attent. The stillness was like that which comes immediately after the vivid flash of forked lightning and the crash of its thunder.
Artist and writer Frank Carpenter said that Abby "would look directly into the eyes of the mob leaders, invariably with the effect of subduing the unruly spirits."
During this New York stop, the Hutchinsons spent a pleasant weekend with Horace Greeley at the North American Phalanx in New Jersey. They were impressed by its farm and the accommodations. On Sunday, Greeley gave an address and the group sang.
The quartet gave concerts at Apollo Hall, the Brooklyn Institute, and Williamsburgh's Central Hall. On the 23rd, they left for appearances in the cities of Connecticut and in Springfield and Worcester, Massachusetts.
In June the brothers, without Abby, began another tour. They gave a series of entertainments in the North Shore communities of Massachusetts and then sang their way through the western part of that state and Connecticut.
"One of the most furious mobs that I ever saw, said Frederick Douglass": Frederick Douglass, "Introduction," in John W. Hutchinson (1896, 1:xv-xviii).
Isaiah Rynders had a reputation for breaking up Whig and antislavery meetings through the threat - or actual use - of violence.
"Artist and writer Frank Carpenter said that Abby would look directly": Frank Carpenter, New York Home Journal, December 7, 1892, in John W. Hutchinson (1896, 2:270-275).
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That summer, the group made another trip, starting with some pleasing concerts with Abby in Stonington, Connecticut. Mixing business with pleasure, as usual, they went bluefishing with Ludlow's father, Rev. William Patton, Sr. John remembered:
While we were going over to Block Island all the company were seated in the middle of the boat, when Judson suddenly jumped upon the forward deck, and waving his hat, shouted, "Come up out of the mighty deep!" Instantly a big fish, apparently ten feet long, leaped out of the water and seemed to stand on his tail for a moment and then disappeared.
Judson had an otherworldly aura. We have seen that his grim sketch of two coffins, head to head, seemed to be taken as an omen of the deaths of Brother Benjamin and of Rhoda's husband, Isaac Bartlett. Now he has shown that he can call monsters up out of the deep.
A lighter example is Judson's ability to do the impossible with his voice. "He had great ventriloqual powers," wrote John, "and made good use of them in his concert
I shall never forget the impression produced by the singing of these brothers more than thirty long years ago, at the close of divine service in one of the churches in Burlington, Vermont, of that beautiful ballad by Mackay, "Where can the soul find rest?"
Judson's daughter Kate recalled sitting in the audience on an occasion when John performed "The Ship on Fire."
Soon there came the alarm of fire, fire, fire, from the throat of Judson on the stage, but the audience rose en masse thinking the alarm was out of doors and it was not until Uncle John assured them that it was in the song that they could be quieted and the song continued.
"While we were going over to Block Island all the company were seated": John W. Hutchinson (1896, 1:265-266).
It is worth remembering that the accounts we have of Judson's wondrous acts come from eyewitnesses: in this case, John. Even the exception - the story about him singing at nine months - is Abby's retelling of her mother's eyewitness account. We also have Mary Hutchinson's acount as retold by at least one other of her children.
"He had great ventriloqual powers, wrote John, and made good use of them": John W. Hutchinson (1896, 2:255).
"The ventriloquial effects, said an English journalist": "The Hutchinsons' Farewell Concert," Manchester (England) Courier, May 20, 1846.
"I shall never forget the impression produced by the singing": R[odney]. H. Howard, "The Hutchinson Family as Reformers," Our Day 7 (March 1891):279. In John W. Hutchinson (1896, 2:343), Rev. Howard identified this as a Burlington, Vermont, Methodist church.
"Where Can the Soul Find Rest?" music: John C. Baker, lyrics: Charles Mackay, first line of text: "Tell me, ye winged winds that round my pathway roar," [first line of chorus: "The loud winds dwindled to a whisper low"] (Boston: Keith's Music Publishing House, 1845).
This ventriloquial effect by Judson was said to be worth the full price of admission.
"Soon there came the alarm of fire, fire, fire, from the throat": Kate L. Birney, Milford, NH, May 4, 1904, in "Hutchinson Day," Milford (NH) Cabinet, May 12, 1904, p. 1 cols. 2-3, p. 7 cols. 2-3.
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In September, the brothers made a trip to New York. P. T. Barnum had brought Jenny Lind to America for a concert tour, and the city was in a state of Jennymania. Barnum escorted the Hutchinsons to her hotel on the 21st, and the group sang "The Cot Where We Were Born" and Jesse's "Welcome to Jenny Lind."
When the singing ceased, [ said Ludlow Patton, ] she exclaimed, "I never heard such perfect harmony in human voices. I watched closely to discover who sang the different parts, but they were so well balanced, and the quality of the different voices were so sympathetic, that I am puzzled to know who sang the bass, and am uncertain as to the other parts. It seemed to me like one harmonious
Earlier in the year, the Fox sisters visited New York; and, in the company of Horace Greeley, they demonstrated spirit manifestations to the public. Now, as this Hutchinson Family tour was getting under way, Jesse - traveling ahead of the group - was with Greeley in Syracuse. Shortly after their parting comes our earliest record of interest and involvement in modern spiritualism by a member of the family.
In Rochester, on Sunday, September 29, Jesse attended a demonstration of the spirit rappings at the house of Leah Fish, the eldest of the Fox sisters. That evening he had yet another encounter with the spirits, at the house of his friend Isaac Post. He received a communication purporting to be from the late Benjamin Hutchinson, with a message for his brothers and sister not to doubt the manifestations, and to know that he watched over them daily.
Never, since my life began, [ wrote Jesse ] have I witnessed so extraordinary and exhilarating a scene before. And now, though many days have since elapsed, yet my very soul is thrilled with lively sensations, and as I
Jesse closed with this sentiment: "[T]o many a soul, bereaved as mine has been, this spiritual manifestation will prove a most acceptable, cheering and welcome visitor."
"P. T. Barnum had brought Jenny Lind to America for a concert tour": "To Jenny Lind" [poem],
"Barnum escorted the Hutchinsons to her hotel on the 21st": "Welcome to Jenny Lind," music:
"When the singing ceased, [ said Ludlow Patton, ] she exclaimed": Ludlow Patton's brief account of the Hutchinsons' encounter with Jenny Lind, as retold by Kate L. Birney, Milford, NH, May 4, 1904, in "Hutchinson Day," Milford (NH) Cabinet, May 12, 1904, p. 1 cols. 2-3, p. 7 cols. 2-3.
"Jesse closed with this sentiment: [T]o many a soul, bereaved as mine": J[esse] H[utchinson] Jr., "Spiritual Vibrations or Rappings," New York Daily Tribune, October 30, 1850, p. 6 col. 3.
A connection between members of the Hutchinson family, on the one hand, and the supernatural, on the other, is readily apparent long before the advent of modern spiritualism. Mary Howitt, in her 1846 feature article about the Hutchinsons, said of their aunt, Sarah Leavitt Averill, "though her life was so short, her spirit seemed always to be present in the family, exercising, as it were, a purifying and ennobling influence on all. She was one of those gifted creatures who seem to be sent only to show how beautiful is youth, talent, and goodness; and who in departing leave a ray of glory behind them, ascending from earth to heaven. The children of the family who knew her, adored her; and those who were born after her death, from always having heard her spoken of, believed that they had known her. It often has seemed to the family as if her angelic voice was heard singing amongst them; a spirit-voice singing as no earthly voice ever
Jesse Jr., also before the birth of modern spiritualism, consulted a medium about where he could find an ample, dependable well of water high on High Rock.
John Hutchinson added, "Nearly every one of my older brothers had embraced the new doctrine of Spiritualism. My brother Jesse was enthusiastically devoted to it. It also took a strong hold upon some of us who were younger." See John W. Hutchinson (1896, 1:272).
Behold the day of promise comes, full of inspiration The blessed day by prophets sung for the healing of the nation Old midnight errors flee away, they soon will all be gone While heavenly angels seem to say the good time's coming on
The good time, the good time, the good time's coming on The good time, the good time, the good time's coming on |
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