Relax...Enjoy...The photo 'contest' has come to an end



Rye Town Museum photos

Any guesses as to what these two photos depict?  Yes?  No?  We're going to tell you anyway.  Rye Reflections has decided to end its guessing contest due to a shortage of responses, but we will continue to run historic photos of the Seacoast area with the help of the Rye Town Museum.  Shown here is the entrance to Parsons Field in the center of Rye in the days when there was an archway.  Today town officials and the Rye Historic Commission have been trying to regulate the signs that go up in this area.  One wonders how this sign would have gone over.  

Again, as much as we would like to offer a trip to Hawaii for contest winners, we can only afford to acknowledge the four readers who correctly identified the photo below as Washington Road, on the ocean end. The first to respond was Norma Allen of Henderson, N.C., who remembers stopping at the Caswell farm on the left side of the road.  "We used to buy fresh veggies from them and if we were lucky, freshly made donuts!"  Two of our winners are from Maine, Alan Watson of Eliot and Mitty Taggersell of Portland.  A fourth correct identification came from Pete Flanigan of Rye.

Taggersell not only grew up in Rye but also worked at "Rye on the Rocks", a restaurant, now a private home, that was located at the corner of Washington Road and Ocean Boulevard.


Rye Town Museum photo

'A fountain of help, lasting...'

Meanwhile, we have now run the portrait below for two months without anyone proferring a guess as to who she is.  So, we will tell you.  

She is Mary Tuck Rand, founder and benefactor of the Rye Public Library in 1911.  Her portrait hangs over the fireplace at the  library.  At the dedication on June 22, 1911, at the Rye Congregational Church, Miss Rand made the following remarks:

Fellow citizens, one and all:
I enter these doors with thanksgiving and with praise.
I feel thankful that I can come here,
that I am yet numbered among the living;
thankful to thee first Maker of all things who formed the earth and built
the skies, who lighted up the halls of Heaven. I feel very, very thankful
for what I have seen and heard; the eloquent speeches,
for seeing the erection of the building going on from day to day
from the foundation to the finish, going higher and higher,
adding new beauty at every step.

I am thankful that I can do this, being left alone. All the household
having passed away and left their effects with me gave me
the opportunity.

By their industry, sobriety and honesty they had laid by something against the time of need.

They took no holidays, all were work days. I will raise a monument, a memorial, to their worth and goodness.

"Perhaps it may afford you a pleasing sensation
Some trace of a friend to behold

When the heart that now beats has ceased its pulsation
And the hand that now writes is cold."

I wish it to do good and be of much benefit, a store-house for books, for information and knowledge, a mine of good, a fountain of help, lasting. I hope it will help you gloriously onward and upward through the journey of life and also those following after. This is my sincere wish.

Please accept this Library building and site from me.


Rye Public Library photo

May, 2007