Caledonia BELL, James Vermont Historical Magazine, No XI, October 1867, pp 428-430 James AUSTIN, of pure Norman extraction, a native of Glasgow, Scotland, invented the tulip-shaped bell, for which he was knighted by Queen Elizabeth, and took the name of BELL. He was a staunch Presbyterian, and during the religious controversy was obliged to flee, and went to the north of Ireland. From thence a large family of brothers emigrated to the United States, and settled in various parts of the Union. James, the second son, settled in New Hampshire, from whom the subject of the following sketch is descended. James BELL was born in December 1776 in Lyme [Grafton County], New Hampshire. His father, James BELL, was accidentally killed by falling on the point of a scythe which he was carrying on his shoulder. His son was but two years old. Mr. BELL'S mother was a woman of strong sense and Christian character, for whom he ever cherished the strongest affection and respect. She married, for her second husband, Col. Robert JOHNSTON of Newbury [Orange County], Vermont, in which town Mr. BELL was brought up to manhood. Nor far from 1800 he went to reside in Hardwick [Caledonia County], Vermont, and in 1801 was married to Lucy DEAN of Hardwick [Worcester County], Massachusetts. Soon after this, Mr. BELL became entangled with a lawyer for whom he had done business as deputy sheriff. A legal quarrel arose which lasted for years; litigation stripped him of his property, and threatened to ruin him. The struggles of that season of his life required more courage than to fight with physical giants. The inevitable privations of the early settler, the scarcity of provisions, when the clearings were small, and shaded by the thick forests which encircled them, so that the grain which had struggled through the summer was likely to be nipped by untimely frosts; the fearful drain upon pecuniary means, and the excitement attendant upon litigation; the wants of a young family of children, whom he tenderly loved; the pain to think that he had made the sharer of his trials a woman who had seen better days, a woman of the strictest principles, ambitious, and who must have bee more than human to be always patient under the allotments of fortune; was enough to tempt a less buoyant spirit to do as another individual was advised to do when sorely tried. Still he never yielded, but rather pressed onward. The divinity that shapes our ends used this roughhewing as a means of showing to himself and others the talents that were in him. He became too poor to employ counsel, and was obliged to defend himself and plead his own causes; and soon displayed wit and native eloquence, which in those primitive times were more than a match for his mere legal antagonist. He eventually drove him from the field, and was ever after engaged in legal business, though not admitted to the bar for a number of years after. He settled in Walden [Caledonia County, Vermont] in 1804 or 1805; in 1810 he commenced the farm where he ever after lived, and where his son, Hon. James D. BELL, now resides. The place was entirely wild, and the first tree fallen was the foundation log on which his cabin was erected. In 1815 he was elected to the state legislature, after having had conferred on him the office of justice of the peace, captain of militia, etc., which honors in those days were not without their significance. He was again elected to the legislature in 1818, and was a member of that body for ten years in succession. He was an eloquent debater, and few men had more influence in the house. Few were there whose political sway was felt more throughout the state than Mr. BELL. At the time that Mr. Bell was admitted to the bar of Caledonia County, it was composed of a constellation of many of the first order of talents, among whom he was received as a peer, and in mother wit surpassed perhaps any one of them. Intellectual sport he enjoyed from the foundations of his being, and his irrepressible laughter was genial and sparkling, as the bursting forth of sunshine. He moreover had an immense persuasive influence with a jury; his sympathies being strong, he intuitively hit upon those points which would sway them in the direction he wished. The man was the man in his esteem, whatever the texture of his cost might be; his client's wrongs were his own wrongs, and he defended him with a zeal and enthusiasm that never flagged till his point was gained. He was a hard man to face, for perhaps when his legal antagonist had finished a labored plea, and thought his mountain stood strong, a few playful sallies from BELL, or a stroke or two of the scapel of satire directed to the weak points of his argument, and he would find the whole fabric tumbling about his ears. [Text giving an example of this point omitted.] In 1832 Mr. BELL made a public profession and joined the Congregational church in Hardwick; and was ever after a conscientious and constant attendant at the sanctuary, when his health permitted. He was a lover of freedom, and a hater of oppression. Well, do we remember his relating the following anecdote. He was standing in front of the Capitol at Washington, when a gang of slaves, manacled together, and driven by their keeper, passed by. When they came opposite the Capitol, they struck up "Hail! Columbia!" and the refrain was kept up until their voices were lost in the distance. He said: "What a satire upon our brags of freedom was that music from those unconscious wretches! Oh, how I longed to stand upon the floor of that house and say what I wanted to say." He was an earnest temperance advocate. During the political and other conflicts of manhood, he was a firm, warm friend, and a most whole-souled despiser of those he disliked; but, as age advanced, and the tumults of life receded, the affections became predominant, and embraced all. His sportiveness almost went with him to the grave. After he was so infirm that his step was almost as uncertain as an infant's, he said to someone, alluding to his infirmities, that there was one thing he could do as quick as ever. "And what is that?" said the person addressed. "I can fall down as quick as I ever could!" was the answer. He was chosen a member of the council of censors, in 1848, which was the last public service in which he engaged. [Text omitted.] James BELL, encompassed with infirmity, died of paralysis on 17 April 1852. Submitted by Cathy Kubly