In working on my 5-great grandfather CAPT. JOSEPH BUTLER of Concord today - found this item in GOOGLE books that listed one of CHARLES WESLEY BRADLEY's ancestor's marriage to a daughter of CAPT. JOSEPH BUTLER of Concord. In researching this - I discovered the dates were all wrong for the marriage listed. Wondering if anyone else has looked at this BRADLEY ancestry. ============================================== Secretary's report, Issue 3 - Page 25 Harvard College (1780- ). Class of 1880 - 1886 - 121 pages CHARLES WESLEY BRADLEY, " dead ert his prinu." Charles Wesley Bradley was born in Ashland Place, Boston, January 5, 1857, his father, the late John Wesley Bradley, (JSR note: b. abt. 1830) and his mother, Lucy Gary (Morse), both descended from good New England families. His grandfather, Joseph Bradley, (JSR note: b. abt. 1810) the son of a sturdy Puritan New Hampshire sire, moved, in early life, to Haverhill, became a manufacturer, married a daughter of Joseph Butler, of Concord, a Revolutionary soldier, and died leaving as his representative his son John Wesley, one of the gentlest and truest of the children of the Puritans. (JSR note: incorrect - must be JOSEPH BRADLEY's grandfather married a daughter of JOSEPH BUTLER of Concord - whose daughters SARAH born 1759 & Mary born 1764 were the only known daughters who didn't die young in Concord). CAPT. JOSEPH BUTLER of Concord born 1734) His son JOSEPH BUTLER, JR. (also a soldier in revolution) had one only one daughter MARY who married JAMES RUSSELL, 111) His mother's father was Hazen Morse, Esq., of Boston, son of Captain Moses Morse, of Haverhill, who was once captured by the Algerines and by them kept a prisoner for some years. John Wesley Bradley was during much of his life engaged in the wholesale boot and shoe business, and in August, 1868, when Charles was in his twelfth year, he moved with his little family, wife, son and two daughters, to Dorchester, which was not then annexed to Boston, and there lived until Charles entered college in 1876, when they took up their residence in Cambridge. Charles received his early education at the Dwight School, in Boston, the Harris School in Dorchester, and the Dorchester High, where he began to fit for college in September, 1874, under an efficient master, Mr. Elbridge Smith. During his high school course, he developed a fondness for mathematics, and at first directed his studies with a view to entering the Institute of Technology and becoming a civil engineer. " But when I had been two years at the high school," he says, "my parents were persuaded by my uncle, Judge Ames, of Boston, to send me to college." Into this plan he fell with great earnestness, and in his first vacation, after the matter had been decided, carried his Greek books into the Adirondacks and spent the summer in laying the foundation of the unusual acquirements he afterward made in that language. For two years he studied conscientiously and well, and in June, 1876, when he was in his twentieth year, took his final examinations and entered Harvard without conditions. Of his boy life in Dorchester there are many interesting things told. He seems to have shown from the first a manly conscientiousness, coupled with largeness and generosity of nature, that made him equally beloved by old and young. He was no prig, but there was always in his nature an element of chivalry and sense of honor that made him seem older than the boys with whom he associated. He was especially the champion of any distressed or afflicted boy or girl in the school circle, and his tender sympathy was always extended, even to the end of his life, toward any one in need or suffering. In the high school his teachers always looked for perfect recitations from him, and they were seldom disappointed; and to his fellow students it seemed most natural that he should be elected captain of the military company of the school, and at graduation, valedictorian. He was justly proud of the sword given him publicly by his company when he left the school, and of the banner won by them at the prize exhibition in the Boston Theater. He was unusually fond of animals and birds, and in Dorchester had many about him. For the common amusements of boys he cared little, but he had a strongly developed love for horse-back riding, rowing and gunning; and his scientific tastes early showed themselves in the collections he made of minerals, shells, old coins and other objects of interest. He inherited a great talent for drawing, and, had he chosen the profession of an artist, would undoubtedly have been successful in some department of art. His Harvard life was, as college life goes, successful far above the average. In his developing manhood, the promise of his boy life was more than realized. In his freshman year he took electives in advanced mathematics, having passed examinations in the required work of that branch. In his sophomore year he took electives in Greek and Latin, read Sophocles and Plato, Horace, Terence and Cicero, and had Greek Philosophy, Logic and a course in Middle Age history. In his junior year, he read Pliny and Tacitus, Aeschines, Demosthenes and Plato, and had Political Economy, German and French Philosophy, Moral Philosophy and the usual course in Rhetoric and Themes. In his senior year he studied Locke, Berkeley and Hume, Schopenhauer and Hartmann, and Renouvier, together with Jevons and Venn's Logic. He had also a course in drawing and the principles of art, besides reading much apart from regular lines. As a student of philosophy he was second to none in his classes, and of his thoroughness and grasp, we have evidence in an admirable article on Berkeley's Idealism, published in the Journal of Speculative Philosophy for January, 1881. This article shows comprehensive thought and a power of analysis that with most men come only after long years of philosophical training. During the college course he belonged to the Everett Athenaeum, was president of the O. K., a member of the Finance and Philosophical Clubs, and the Hasty Pudding; and for the first three years was greatly interested in the now almost forgotten Harvard Rifle Corps, which he reorganized and of which he was major. For two years he was an editor of the Crimson, and for six months president of the Editorial Board, and one has only to refer to the long list of well-written articles in the issues of that paper during the last two years of our class in college to see how much literary work Bradley was capable of. He received second year honors in classics, graduated with highest honors in philosophy, which gave him a degree summa cum laude, and entitled him to an oration at Commencement, and received honorable mention in English. But the crowning honor of his college life, as he justly felt, was his election to the position of class orator, for this was the recognition by nearly two hundred men, with whom he had been associated for four years, of his ability and scholarship, no less than his admirable social qualities. No one could have been more universally popular; there was but one man in the class, at graduation, and he a late comer, whom he did not know, and with many he was on terms of close friendship. His class oration was manly and vigorous, and few who were present have forgotten how impressive he looked as he stood before the huge audience that filled Sanders Theater on that memorable twenty-fifth of June, 1880. Fond of the country and adventure, Bradley had spent three summers in the Adirondacks, one in the woods of Nova Scotia, and one with Howe, yachting on the Great Lakes; the summer after graduation, he passed in Concord, part of the time listening to lectures in the summer school of philosophy, part canoeing on the river. Of this summer's doings he kept a journal, in which he recorded many interesting things concerning the old town and the eminent men assembled there, whose acquaintance he formed. Emerson was one of his heroes, and his charming diary records a memorable walk with that great man. It was his intention to study law, and when.the early autumn came he took a pupil, intending at the same time to pursue his law studies, but it seemed most probable to himself and others that he would eventually make literature his profession, his earliest efforts in that direction dating back to his Dorchester school days when he learned printing and for a time published two amateur newspapers, Young America and the Critiqtu, giving nearly all his time out of school to them. But in a short time the Assos Archaeological Expedition was formed, and after much consideration Bradley decided to join the party, and immediately began to prepare himself by close study to decipher Greek inscriptions. On the 31st of March, 1881, he sailed on the Parisian for the Grecian Archipelago and the shores of Asia Minor, and the summer was passed by the little party in exploring the site of the buried Greek city. The first Triennial Report of the class contained a graphic account of Bradley's experiences, romantic but full of hardships, in Asia Minor, the Troad, Constantinople, Smyrna, Athens, the old monastery on the slopes of Pentelicus, Rome, Naples, the country of Tuscany, Venice, the Tyrol, and the Black Forest. In Asia Minor the whole party had suffered severely from malarial fever, and Bradley never recovered from its effects. Hecame home in September, 1882, embarking at Liverpool on the third, and while he looked well, was still suffering from sleeplessness, and at times from mental depression. During the winter, however, he read law, did some tutoring, and began to prepare for publication some of the rich material he had accumulated abroad, and his trouble seemed fast disappearing. So things went on until the 18th of May, 1884, when he was suddenly seized with a fit of despondency, from which he rallied temporarily, but which soon returned in an intenser form, and lasted until the end came, at II o'clock at night on Monday, September 22. During these terrible months he suffered great mental agony, but at last the final sleep came, and on the 24th of September all of him that could die was laid away in the quiet cemetery at Haverhill, and nothing remained to his heart-broken family and friends but blessed memories and the hope of meeting him again. His father had long been delicate, and from that time he, too, slowly failed, and on the 6th of the following May was laid beside his son. Of Bradley's ability as a thinker and writer, too much can hardly be said. His philosophical writings showed mental grasp and power, and the letters he wrote while abroad, to the New York Times, the Chicago Inter-Ocean, and the Boston Advertiser, the partly finished magazine articles he left, and more especially his private correspondence, have much of that rare charm that belongs to the similar writings of Frederika Bremer, W. D. Howells, and Augustus Hare. He was a close observer, and his descriptions of the picturesque life of the island of Mytilene, of Athens and Constantinople and the mountain towns of Italy, were graceful, vigorous and full of color. His literary tastes and habits were well known to those who were intimate with him, and there was a time when he read habitually, every night before retiring, from some well known author—usually a poet, transcribing whatever seemed to him to possess unusual excellence or beauty. But the great charm of his character lay in his generosity and thoughtfulness of others, his unwavering devotion to what he believed to be right, and his integrity and conscientiousness in all the affairs of life. He was a rare fellow, and no one in the class gave promise of a more successful life, but there was perhaps work for him to do in other spheres, and long before noontide he was called away. " He has outsoared the shadow of our night; Envy and calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest which men miscall delight Can touch him not and torture not again. From the contagion of the world's slow stain He is secure." Full view ======================================================== Jacqueline Sleeper Russell _http://wc.rootsweb.ancestry.com/cgi-bin/igm.cgi?db=jacquelinesr_ (http://wc.rootsweb.ancestry.com/cgi-bin/igm.cgi?db=jacquelinesr)