Ninety-two-year-old Clara
had been ill for some time. Because of her
age, and not being able to take care of
herself, she had left the home that she
loved, and gone to live with her daughter,
Josephine. She had not gotten any better,
and was brought to a Rest Home in
Appleton, Me. This morning she was
expecting a phone call from her son,
Burnell. He called often to ask how she
was feeling. Josephine lived nearby and
visited as often as she could.
Burnell had often asked her to write her
life story, but she had put it off. “Maybe
someday,” she would tell him. Today would
not be the day. She was so tired, but
memories flooded her mind.
Clara was born in Appleton,
Me. Aug. 18, 1873, the eldest daughter of
Atwood and Sarah (Simmons) Lermond. She
had been told that a baby sister had been
born and died a year before she was born.
Clara recalled joyful childhood days,
playing with her four younger sisters in
Appleton. Then it seem that her young life
was filled with tragedies, one after
another.
When she was ten years
old, her baby sister, Lottie, just a year
old, died. Less than a year later, her
beloved mother, Sarah, died of
consumption. Mamma was only thirty-five
years old, leaving Clara, the eldest
daughter, to care for her four sisters.
Their handsome Papa,
Atwood Lermond, was devastated in the loss
of his baby and wife. He was a farmer,
eking out a living for his family. He
relied heavily upon ten-year old Clara.
Less than three years later, Papa, too,
succumbed to the dread disease of
consumption. He was aged forty-one.
The orphaned girls were
sent to various homes of relatives and
friends. Clara went to live with her aunt
and uncle, Henry and Abbie Simmons in
North Union, where she attended school.
She was then sent to Waldoboro Village
School for some advanced classes. After
finishing the eighth grace, Clara took and
passed the examination to be eligible to
teach. In the Spring of 1889, at age
sixteen, she taught school at North Union.
Alice, seven years younger
than Clara, lived with Aunt Hattie
Gleason. Allie, as she was called, was a
lovely girl, beloved by all who knew her.
She was a member of Seven Tree Grange. She
developed a cough, but was generally in
good health. On a beautiful Fall morning
in 1897, Aunt Hatt called her to get ready
for school. Receiving no answer, she went
to her room and found her dead. Allie was
only seventeen years of age.
Eunice was less that three
years younger than Clara. When their
parents died, Eunice went to live with the
Reuben Howard family in Rockville. Eunice
had completed her education and was
awarded a Teaching Certificate in 1895.
She longed for a higher education, but was
plagued by the dreaded disease that had
claimed her family members. She was very
successful as a teacher, and loved by her
students. Eunice died at the Howard home
in May of 1900, aged twenty-three years.
In the Fall of 1889,
Clara accepted a position to teach in
Washington, Me., boarding at Will Light’s.
Before her father had died, he had bought
her an organ. She had taken lessons from
Hattie Bartlett in Appleton. Clara could
read music, and played quite well. It was
1889 when Clara had joined Medomak Valley
Grange, where she met dashing Charlie
Overlock.
When Charlie was six or
seven years old, he had sneaked his
father’s old fiddle to practice on. At a
kitchen dance at his parents’ home when he
was eleven years old, he joined his
brother, George, fiddling for a reveling
group of dancers. The tables and chairs
had been moved to the sitting room to give
the dancers room to glide around the
kitchen floor. That was the beginning of
Overlock’s Orchestra.
When Charlie met Clara,
he bought her a new organ from Maine Music
Company in Rockland. It was obvious that
she and Charlie would be making music
together for a long time.
Clara wrote in her diary,
“The first hall where I ever played for a
dance with Charlie was at Aruba Bruce’s
‘Summitt Hall’ on December 24, 1889. I
don’t know if he had played there before
or not.” They earned $1.50 that night to
save to get married. Charlie was nineteen
and Clara was sixteen. The next day
Charlie and his brother, George, went to
the Town Clerk’s to get Clara and him
published for marriage.
On January 10, 1890, on a
Saturday night, they took Charlie’s
father’s team of horses to Stickney’s
Corner where they were married by Hilton
B. Wright, Justice of the Peace. They
returned to Charlie’s home where the
family was present to serenade them. Horns
were tooting, and food was ready for a
great reception.
In 1892, Josephine was
born, following by Elliott Burnell
fourteen years later. The children were a
blessing to Clara, after losing so many of
her family.
When
her sister, Maud, five years younger than
Clara, became sick with consumption,
Clara, then married, accompanied her to a
sanatorium in Pennsylvania for treatment.
Three weeks after going, Maud died there,
aged thirty-one years, leaving Clara the
last remaining member of her family. Maud
had worked in Pennsylvania for Mr. White
for twelve years. He came here to Maine
for the funeral, accompanying Maud’s
remains back to Appleton.
In 1902, Charlie built a
home in Washington, Me. for them and their
family. Clara and Charlie lived a rich
full life. Overlock’s Orchestra was much
in demand to play at Grange and dance
halls, Town Halls, Pavilions and even
barns, for miles around. The Orchestra
grew. It included fiddlers, organ, sax,
trumpet and other musical instruments.
There was rarely a week that they didn’t
play somewhere, not only Saturday nights,
often four and five nights a week no
matter what the weather. As soon as
Josephine was old enough to play the
organ, Clara taught her to play. The first
time she played on stage for a dance, her
legs were so short that she couldn’t reach
the pedals. Someone sat on the bench with
her to ‘pump’ the pedals of the organ. She
became an accomplished organ and piano
player. Burnell became a drum player with
the group, also starting when very young.
They were often called back to a Hall to
play week after week.
Clara kept the schedules
and books of Overlock’s Orchestra. She was
a very busy person. She was Town Clerk of
Washington, Me. from 1928 to 1933. She was
fascinated by genealogical research, in
the days when everything was written by
hand. She kept notebooks of hand-written
records. She copied names and dates from
the Town records while she was Town Clerk.
She enquired of older folks their family
histories, writing down the family stories
that she was told.
Clara taught school in
Appleton, Liberty, Union, and Washington,
Me. having taught thirty-five years, and
then was awarded a life teaching
certificate.
She was appointed Justice
of the Peace by Governor Barrows in 1936.
Clara recalled that she had married many
couples. She was active in the Grange, a
member of the Daughters of the American
Revolution, which she was proud of. She
served on the Washington School Committee
after her retirement. She raised her
children to become responsible,
contributing citizens.
Clara was a well-known
antique dealer. She was active in
Community affairs, a Trustee of the Gibbs
Free Library. She was a talented dress
maker and milliner. And, she was a
talented writer of poetry. Besides all
this, she was a farm wife, making butter,
putting food by for the winter, and all
that was required of her.
Charlie, a talented
fiddler, was also a farmer. He got his
first auto in 1916, a Model T Ford. Clara
had thought that a car was a luxury. It
became the transportation for them to go
to the dances. In 1923, Charlie traded
cars at Waldoboro Garage, paying the
difference with two cows.
After sixty-six years of
fiddling at many, many dances, making
friends wherever they went, and providing
entertainment for many people, Charlie
played his last dance in February 1947, at
age seventy-six, at the Washington Grange
Hall, accompanied by Burnell and the
drums, and Josephine at the piano. Less
than a week later, Charlie suffered a
stroke. Burnell, an educator in Rhode
Island called often to check on his
father. Three months later, Burnell got
the call that his father had passed away.
Burnell lovingly called his father a
’Country Fiddler’.
Clara lived on in their
home in Washington. She was never idle,
her pen rarely laid down. She was a
correspondent for the Camden and Rockland
newspapers. She had contributed most of
her life to the little Town of Washington
where she had lived since she was sixteen
years old. No, she never got around to
writing her life story for Burnell. Her
life was an open book. Someone else would
have to put it in print. Though she was
aged, her mind was as keen as it had ever
been.