Class OF 1853

Rev. Silvanus Hay ward, D.D., for nearly twenty-eight years pastor of the Evangelical Free Church of Globe Village, Mass., died at that place, September 1, 1908. Doctor Hayward was born in Gilsum, N. H., Deo. 3, 1828, and prepared for college in his native town. For the first three years after graduation he was principal of the academy at Francestown, N. H., then for two years in a similar position at McIndoe Falls, Vt., and for one year at Pembroke, N. H. The next year he was assistant in Kimball Union Academy, and for over a year in Appleton Academy, New Ipswich, N. H. He had meanwhile been studying theology, and supplied the pulpit of the Second Congregational church of New Ipswich from May, 1860, to January, 1861. He was pastor at Dunbarton, N. H., in 1861-6, and at South Berwick, Me., in 1866-78. Resigning the latter pastorate on account of impaired health, he was professor of mathematics in Fisk University, Nashville, Tenn., for two years from November, 1873. Returning then to his native town, he was pastor there for four years, meanwhile writing an unusually accurate and complete history of the town, which was published in 1881. He had been at Globe Village since Jan. 1, 1881, and served for fifteen years on the school board of the town of Southbridge, within which Globe Village is situated. At the Dartmouth Commencement of 1870 he read a poem at the anniversary of the literary societies, and was the author of other poems prepared for similar occasions. In 1903, his alma mater conferred upon him the degree of Doctor of Divinity. He was married in Middleboro, Mass., Nov. 23, 1853, to Harriot Elvira, daughter of Ziba Eaton, who died March 2, 1890. Of their five children a daughter is the only survivor. A second marriage, Dec. 17, 1891, was to Miss Lucy A. Keays of South Berwick, Me., who survives him. The following appreciative words are taken from the Congregationalist: "He was a man of large, varied, and profound scholarship, of positive convictions, and never afraid to express them. As a companion he was social and genial, bubbling over with good humor, with keen flashes of wit, and on occasion a rasping sarcasm as he referred to the new-fangled notions and follies of the day. He put his whole soul into all he did. After a life deeply touched with afflictions endured with patient resignation, he rests from his arduous labors.”