Hinman the shoemaker; Hawkins and Meigs, farmers; Ben Nichols, Beach Downs, Sam Bassett, and many others amongst whom were Thomas Doolon, known as Whistling Tom; Ned Heffernan, Civil War Veteran and an excellent singer; and poor old John Fannin who could quote more history than anyone I ever heard. He could saw wood, thrash rye, pick corn and many other things. He became totally blind at the age of fourteen.
    The places of interest are many, the most noteworthy of which is Pisgah Mountain. The eastern side of the hill is studded with a steep formation of rock and whose summit has many acres of level land. It is northwest of Quakers Farms. Standing in the middle of this plateau on a large shelf of rock and looking westward across the Housatonic River, one could see in days gone by, in full view, nearly all of Newtown. The growth of surrounding trees has shut out the view today.
    The persons who gave the name to the mountain long ago, must have read the Bible, for in the Old Testament you will find a request made by Moses to his children to take him to the top of Mt. Pisgah so he could look across the River Jordan and see the Promised Land.
    Also, an interesting place is on the eastern side of the Eight Mile Brook, below Quakers Farm, called Punkup. There survived until they died or moved away, the last segment of the Algonkin Indian. If one will search closely, he will find stone tiles and markings outlining his abode in this place. The highway running through this section has always been called Punkup Road.
    At a town meeting some years ago, a newcomer tried to have the name Punkup dropped, claiming it was a silly sort of name and should be changed. It is interesting to note how much of the Indian's land has been taken from them in exchange for a brass kettle and a few quarts of rum. But we still have Punkup with us and remember the Indians by it.
    Newgate is another section, the southern part of Pisgah, which derives its name from that infamous prison in England of long ago, where political prisoners were kept. The burned sections of the overhanging ledges still tell us that American prisoners were kept here during the Revolution and therefore the name Newgate was given to it and to the road that passes by to the south.
    Some people in the past have been inclined to have the name of such places as Pisgah, Punkup and Newgate changed to some family name. They might as well ask us to forget the Bible, forget our sacrifice for freedom, forget the American Indian. We cannot do these things.
    I pass on to another little known place - Long View, north east on Pisgah, where a person on a clear day could look and see Long Island Sound.
    The tree under which the Indian smoked his pipe of peace with the white man, long ago was the Old Oak Tree that stood on the hill by the side of the road a mile and a half south of Quaker Farm. It had been slowly bidding us farewell for several years. One by one, its limbs had fallen, until only one was left. That one also fell in a storm a few weeks ago. Only the short trunk is left. My father used to tell of seeing bear hanging on its limbs, back in 1850, being skinned and cut up for the family's meat supply. The old tree has passed from the scene.