Harper's Round Table, October 29, 1895

Copyright, 1895, by Harper & Brothers. All Rights Reserved.

What was it that Obed saw? That question used to be asked by chimney-corners in the great farm-houses of an old New England neighborhood for many years.
For Obed in his boyhood on a certain last night of October, when the moon was round, had seen a spectacle the account of which filled the minds of many good people with wonder and of simple people with terror. Even the cats and dogs seemed to be uneasy when it was discussed in an awesome tone of voice on old red settles, for such animals seem to share the fears of their masters. Come, now, Obed is no fool, the work-people used to say.
What do you suppose it was that he saw? It was proper strange!
Obed lived in one of the farm neighborhoods near Medfield, a town famous in King Philip's war. The place has a fearful legend of a family who were killed by the Indians, and a very curious story of a farmer who saved his family at the time of the Indian attack by rolling out of the cellar a barrel of cider.
It is a quiet town to-day, not a long ride from Boston. It would delight a tired man or an artist; it is old-fashioned and full of rural beauty, a bit of old New England left over, as it were. Great elms throw their cloudlike shadows over the trim and well-kept roads in summertime. The churches, the homes, the farms all show a historic pride. Here great orchards once bloomed; here the Baltimore orioles still swing in the elms, and the bobolinks topple in the clover meadows. Here the lilacs still bloom by door-yard walls, and the people draw water from the round stone wells of the generations gone.
Obed was a bound boy, as an apprentice lad was called. He was bound out, to use another old New England term, to a certain Mr. Miller, who was a farmer and a cobbler. This Mr. Miller was named Brister—Brister Miller—a surname not uncommon in colonial times.
A bound boy was one who was let out by his parents or guardian or the selectmen to the service of another for a term of years; really, a slave for a limited time. Brister Miller had in his family a bound boy and a bound girl.