The Truth About the Cabots and the Lowells and That Sort of Thing
Yankee Plus Dec 2015
TABLE OF CONTENTS
Welcome to the August 2012 edition of
Jud’s New England Journal, the rather
curious monthly musings of Judson Hale,
the Editor-in-Chief of Yankee Magazine,
published since 1935 in Dublin, N.H
The Truth About the Cabots and
the Lowells and That Sort of Thing
Some of New England’s best traditional
humor originates from Boston’s old-fashioned
reputation for having a snobby attitude…
A “New England First Family” is not a term much used or even known about these days. But I’m occasionally asked about it. Who is qualified to be a “First Family”, people ask – and do they still exist? As to the former, I’ve always thought of First Families as those whose Puritan ancestors founded the Massachusetts Bay Colony during the 1630’s and went on to accumulate considerable wealth and influence. And, sure, some are still around today. Some would be thought of as the quintessential “Boston Brahmin.” But, of course, few live in Boston anymore. Most are out on the North Shore. (For those of you who live elsewhere, the North Shore refers to the coastal towns north of Boston.)
I recently ran across an article in an old Yankee describing what was once considered the “proper ancestry” for a First Family. It was written by none other that Oliver Wendell Holmes. To qualify, he wrote, one needed “Four or more generations of gentlemen and gentlewomen; among them a member of his Majesty’s Council for the Provinces, a Governor or so, one or two Doctors of Divinity, or a member of Congress not later than the time of long boots with tassels.”
Under those general guidelines, I’d say First Families include, for instance, the Cabots who, as the saying goes, speak only to God; the Lowells, who speak only to the Cabots; The Adamses, acknowledged to be the foremost of all First Families; the Forbeses, perhaps the wealthiest; the Appletons, who made a fortune, as many First families did, in the textile industry; the Saltonstalls, who have sent sons to Harvard in every generation since Nathaniel Saltonstall graduated in 1659; the Peabodys, whose family fortune was founded by Joseph Peabody of Salem, a privateer during the Revolution; the Winthrops, who helped found the Massachusetts Historical Society (right up there with the Athenaeum in social status); the Putnams who, along with the Jacksons, Bowditches and Warrens, headed the Harvard Medical School throughout the nineteenth century; the Quincys, who include a President of Harvard; the Phillipses, who founded both Andover and Exeter; the Lodges, who have been senators and oodles of other good positions, including Harvard overseer; the Emersons, whose scion Ralph Waldo did quite well in the writing field; the Eliots, who include presidents of both Trinity and Harvard…and the list goes on.
Well, it doesn’t go on forever. While you’re not beginning to “slum” after naming the first fifty or sixty, you are beginning to water the soup. The number of First Family members didn’t increase as much as one might expect because they all hung around with each other and intermarried. Thus you had a Cabot Lodge, a Godfrey Cabot Lodge, a Cabot Lowell, a Peabody Gardner, an A. Lawrence Lowell and so forth. As historian John Morse, Jr. says in his Memoir of Colonel Henry Lee: “Lees, Cabots, Jacksons and Higginsons knew each other well…and had a satisfying belief that New England morality and intellectuality had produced nothing better than they were, so they contentedly made a little clique of themselves and intermarried very much, with a sure and cheerful faith that in such alliances there can be no blunder.”
Today, though most would deny it, First Family-status still can provide an inside track insofar as obtaining certain executive positions in Boston. At least, on the initial contacts. Outside of New England is a different situation, of course – as exemplified by the story of the young Bostonian who requested a family friend at the Old Colony Trust Company (which no longer exists) to write a letter of recommendation to a Chicago firm to which he was applying for a position.
“I can recommend him to you without the slightest reservation,” wrote the family friend, saying that the young man’s mother was a Cabot, his father was a Lowell and his ancestors were all Peabodys, Appletons, Forbeses, and Saltonstalls.
The Chicago firm politely replied that they were really looking for different information. “After all,” they wrote, “we are not contemplating using this young man for breeding purposes.”
I wonder if that story is true. Come to think of it, I’d have to say “probably”.