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The Blue Birds Come Today.
On a bright clear morning in November 1874, Hiram Rathbun traveled across the Hudson to the blacksmith in Schuylerville. Most of the work on his farm Hiram did himself, but the anvil called for the skill of the smith, and so he set off down the mountain.
While he was at the blacksmith's, Hiram chose a pattern for a wrought-iron fence for the family graveyard on the Intervale, the road that ran past his brother Lyman's farm. The twisted uprights were divided by three lozenges, the first bulging out at the sides, the middle a simple oval, the topmost echoing the angle of the first and ending in a fleur-de-lis. The graves were on a rise above the Intervale so that Hiram passed them every time he went to his brother's farm.The oldest graves were those of Hiram's grandparents, Paul and Patience, who were born in the last century when the country was still a colony. The newer graves were those of Hiram's children.Baby Lyman's gravestone bore his name and one date, 1862. Albe...See the full content of this document
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