All about Hammondsport are the great vineyards that have made the town
famous for its wine, for Hammondsport is in the very heart of the
grape-growing section of New York State. These vineyards give the boys
of Hammondsport a fine opportunity to earn money each year, and Glenn
was always among those who spent the vacation time in tying up grape
vines, and in gathering the fruit on Saturdays and at other odd times.
Some of the neighbours' children picked wintergreen and flowers, and
sold them to the summer excursionists. One time Glenn was invited to go
with them. He sold six bunches for sixty cents. His mother applied the
amount toward a pair of shoes in order to teach him the use and value of
money. He was then three years old and wore a fresh white dress and a
blue sash.
Glenn was afterwards taught how to prune and tie vines and gather fruit
and at harvest time he was often seen with pony and wagon making a fast
run to the station to get the last load of grapes on the train.
With the care of his sister and the work on the home vineyard, life was
not all play, for Glenn was "The Man of the House," after his father's
death, which occurred when he was four years old. At this time, he went
with his mother and sister, to live with his grandmother who lived on
the outskirts of the village.
Hammondsport is divided by the main street, and the boys of the two
sections, like the boys in cities, were always at war. The factional
lines were tightly drawn and many were the combats between the up-town
boys and the low-town boys. The hill boys had a den in the side of a
bank that sloped down from Grandma Curtiss' yard, walled in with stones
of a convenient size. This gave them good ammunition and a great
advantage in time of battle.
Among the members of the up-town gang were, "Fatty" Hastings and "Short"
Wheeler, "Jess" Talmadge and "Cowboy" Wixom and Curtley, as the boys
called Curtiss. He was captain of the band, because he had a sort of
ownership of the den. Thus the war waged until one day they punctured
Craton Wheeler's dog "Pickles," which so infuriated the enemy of the
lower village that they were on the point of storming the fort in the
hillside from above, and would no doubt have done so had they not
chanced to trample upon Grandma Curtiss' flower beds which caused this
indignant lady to issue forth and put the entire gang to rout. The cave
continued to be a safe refuge for the hillside gang until "Fatty"
Hastings grew too big to squeeze through the entrance and sometimes got
stuck just as the gang was ready to sally forth against the enemy, or
blocked the whole crew when they were in retreat.
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