The Life and Times of Azro B. F. Hildreth: Including Personal and Family Letters, Miscellaneous Correspondence, and Selections from His Writings

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Charles Aldrich
Redhead, Norton, Lathrop & Company, 1891 - 548 sider
Richard Hildreth (Hildrick, Heildreich, Heildreth) immigrated before or during 1643 to Woburn and them Chelmsford, Massachusetts, where he died after 1664.

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