Edwin Leighton Child

4. EDWIN LEIGHTON8 CHILD (Wm. Henry7, Stephen6-5, Daniel4, Ephraim3, Benjamin2-1) was b. May 15, 1867; educated in the schools of Cornish and at the N. H. Agricultural College associated with Dartmouth College, then at Hanover. Soon after he became interested in dairy work especially in butter making and graduated from the Vermont Dairy School at Burlington, and afterwards became an instructor in the same institution; was employed by the Cornish Creamery Company from 1897 until 1909 as its superintendent-a period of twelve years. He devoted his time and energies towards rendering this plant a popular one abroad and a profitable one for its patrons. He successfully competed with 972 of the leading creameries and dairies of this country and Canada, and at the Pan-American Exhibition at Buffalo, winning first honors in every case except one. At the Paris World’s Exhibition his manufacture scored highest of all N. H. butter and was thus awarded the only gold medal coming to the state. He also twice captured the grand sweepstakes prize of the state, winning the silver trophy offered by the Granite State Dairymen’s Association, scoring on one exhibit 99%-100. He was also prominent in Grange work in the state. Beside being master of his own grange six years, was district deputy two years of his own district. He In. Feb. 15. 1894, Ida L. Ford of Danbury, dau. of Rev. Robert and Mary A. (Towle) Ford, b. April 16, 1867. Children, all b. in Cornish:

i. FORD LEIGHTON. b. Feb. 22. 1895; d. Jan. 7, 1904. A child of great promise.
ii. ROSWELL TOWLE, b. Mac 12, 1898.
iii. EDNA LIZZIE, b. Oct. 19, 1903.


Surnames:
Child,

Topics:
Genealogy,

Collection:
Child, William Henry. History of the town of Cornish, New Hampshire, with genealogical record, 1763-1910. Concord, N.H., Rumford Press. c1911.

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