I mentioned in my previous post that I’d be spending this last Saturday in my old home town, playing a historical character. The character I was playing was George S. Boutwell (1818 – 1905), who served as a Massachusetts governor, United States Senator, and Secretary of the Treasury during his public career. My focus this time was on his life as a homeowner, gentleman-farmer, and citizen of Groton, Massachusetts, where he had built a home the year he became governor. That home now serves as the town historical society’s headquarters. It had been closed to the public for two years due to water damage from a frozen pipe.
But the society had done a bang-up job restoring it, and we had a nice, comfortably cool day to celebrate its reopening. I dressed up in an outfit similar to the one you see above. Boutwell tended to give speeches that ran over an hour; I managed to hold my audience for fifteen minutes. And then I stayed in character as Boutwell to greet people to “my home,” and answer their questions. As it turned out, people were more likely to ask questions that demanded I break out of the Boutwell persona, and assume my own identity as a historian. So I alternated back and forth between the two roles.
Historically, Boutwell was serving as Secretary of the Treasury when the first major Japanese diplomatic mission came to the United States. He spent some time advising them, and the banking system they implemented in Japan in the 1870s reflects Boutwell’s advice. The Japanese delegation gave Boutwell and his family several gifts. So when I wrote a fictional letter from Boutwell to his daughter Georgianna to explain the origin of the Japanese walking stick that figures in The Dragon Lady of Stockbridge, I wasn’t stretching the truth very much!
Oh, and there’s one more picture on my other blog, No Humble Opinion.
Went back an reread the Boutwell letter to Georgianna which I had previously liked but now read with more understanding.
Why, thank you, Judy!
After reading 49 letters from him to his daughter, I have a better appreciation myself of how Boutwell writes. Some things I nailed on the head. Boutwell does talk to his daughter about politics and mutual acquaintances in his letters, and any reference to possible sexual improprieties are always vague.
One thing I definitely got wrong were his greeting and closing, which I have changed since you posted your comment. Even when Boutwell is annoyed at his daughter demanding more letters from him, she is ALWAYS “My dear Georgie.”