Coffeetown
originally published in the Bicentennial Book

This part of Deerfield lies in the northen district near the foot of the southern slope of Saddleback Mountain. Among the early settlers of this neighborhood were the Dearborns, Hoagues, Batchelders, Griffin, Trueworthy Taylor, Michael Dalton, Samual Wedgewood, David Sawyer and Joseph Palmer.

This section of Deerfield has changed greatly in the past few years. A new road has been built, from Clark's Corner to East Northwood, through Coffeetown.

Living in Coffeetown at the present time are Mr. and Mrs. Roland C. Batchelder, grandson of Jonathan Batchelder, Mrs. Laurette Hoague, Mrs. Berberian, Ralph and Rita Scribner and family, Murray and Frances Witham and family, Albert and Eileen Crummy Johnson and family, Mr. and Mrs. Palmer and family, the Robinsons, Mr. and Mrs. Joseph Veve and the DiPiero's. Three new houses have been built recently on this new road. One, the new home of Rita and Earnest F. Stevens Jr. and family, another constructed by Mr. and Mrs. Ernest Blanchette and now Mr. and Mrs. Jonathan Winslow are building a new home on the next lot west of Mr. and Mrs. Blanchette. The Winslows have three children.

Mr. and Mrs. Richard Stevens, son of Rita and Ernest F. Stevens, are in the process of building across from thier parents. They have one child. This present activity shows courage and stamina, it shows that Deerfield has much to offer, many acres to be tilled, still land to be cleared, no better place to raise their children than here in God's country.

Rand's Hill or Corner

Reverend Edmund Chadwick of Starkey, N.Y., furnished the following anecdote:
This occurred on the top of Rand's Hill one half mile south of Pleasant Pond.
A pioneer "captain" who had been to Portsmouth, and boasted of his intimacy with the governor, was engaged, as often happened with the white settlers, in piling logs and burning them off, where, quite smutty with his work, he learned that Governor Benning Wentworth's carriage was approaching. Proud of his military standing, he hastened to his house, doffed his smutty garments, washed quickly, donned his military hat, caught his sword and rushed out to salute the governor just as the stately coach, having toiled up the hill, was approaching the captain's house. Women and children were all so intently gazing upon the governor's splendid equipage, that none of them observed the captain's partial dishabille, till, in answer to his gallant flourishes with the sword, the burst of laughter from the governor and attendants apprised the captain that, in his eager haste, he had omitted to put on pantaloons.