Squabble Hollow

Squabble Hollow, 1856 McClellan Map.jpg

Squabble Hollow

Detail From A Lithograph By John Batchelder

From An Ambrotype By John Lyman Lovell Taken In May 1856 From Wantastiquet

Jacob Estey's Melodeon Factory, With Clerstory, Center

Estey & Kathan's Tombstone Shop, Front Center

Furniture Warehouse With Cupola, Right

Paper Mill Warehouses, Center Back

Reed's Hill, Front Left

Frost Meadow And Mansion, Back Right

Buddington Grist Mill, Formerly A Baptist Church From Guilford, Front Right

Fatal Stabbing

Last Monday evening an affray occurred in this village, which resulted in the death of one of the parties.

A man by the name of Thomas Hall entered the house of Mr Bennett, about 9 o'clock in the evening, and insisted on remaining there over night contrary to the wishes of Mr Bennett.

Mr Peter Moore who boarded at Mr Bennett's assisted him in ejecting Hall from the house, when Hall turned, drew a knife from his pocket, made a thrust at Moore, and then ran towards the Connecticut River Bridge.

Moore exclaimed "he has stabbed me, I am, a dead man." He was assisted to the house and the wound examined, which exhibited a frightful gash more than two inches long through which the intestines protruded abundantly. He died about 11 o'clock the same night.

Hall was arrested near the bridge, and a knife was found in the vicinity which was identified, as one seen in his possession early in the evening. He was examined on Tuesday before R. Tyler Esq, and committed to jail to await trial at the approaching term of the County Court.

An inquest on the body of Moore was held before L. G. Mead Esq, and the jury found that the death resulted from the wound inflicted by Hall.

Semi-Weekly Eagle, August 14, 1851.

[The Baptists in Guilford in 1800 began building a church on the hill between Guilford Center and Hinesburg, close by the residence of Governor Carpenter and westerly from it. This church was never completed. The remains of the old foundation wall were visible for a long time.

The church was removed to Brattleboro in 1832. The late Capt. Jesse Wilkins was one of those who helped take the building to pieces for E. H. Thomas, who built the high wall in the rear and blasted away the ledge on the opposite side of the street.]

The judges named are Charles Royal Tyler and Larkin Goldsmith Mead, Jr.]


Jacob Estey

In 1848, he erected a large building near the south bridge on Main street, where for many years stood the old wagon shop owned by Eleazor Farnsworth. The upper stories of this new building were devoted to the manufacture of melodeons, as the instruments were then called.

This business had been carried on here in a small way several years previous to the time Mr. Estey engaged, with others, in the manufacture of these instruments. The demand for instruments rendered more room needful, and another larger building was erected south of the bridge, in that locality known in early times as "Squabble Hollow."

The early names of some of our village localities are not very attractive. The neighborhood of the "Omnibus" was known as "Polecat," and at the north where is the Park or Common, "Toad Hill."

How the name of "Squabble Hollow" originated we have not been informed, but we know there was a deadly squabble in one of the old low buildings of this locality in the summer of 1850.

There and at that time, Peter Moore, in a quarrel with a French Canadian, received a fatal stab in the abdomen. By removing the old unsightly buildings and wiping out "Squabble Hollow," Messrs. Jacob Estey & Co. made an important improvement in this part of the village.

Henry Burnham, Brattleboro, p. 143.

[The Omnibus was primarily an Irish tenement house which stood on the east side of South Main Street, near present Reed Street.]

Paper Mill Pond 1859

Paper Mill Pond in this village has been covered day and night during the present week with skaters of all ages, from little boys and girls of six or seven years to men on the wrong side of thirty and women of very indefinite ages, whose steel shoes gleam in the sunlight and in the moonlight, and whose silver voices ring out peals of merriment and delight as they glide over the glare surface.






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