The true story of Jonathan Buck's purposeful
life is an intergral part of the history of Penobscot region of Maine during his lifetime. It is paritcularly
ironical that his personal history should have become distorted by the trivial circumstances of a flaw in a stone because,
as a pioneer, Buck himself did much to document the founding and developing of Bucksport.
He was born on February 20, 1719-long after the era of witch burning
had passed-in Woburn, Massachusetts, although the inscription on his monument is erroneously states he was born in Haverhill.
In 1723, he moved with his father to Haverhill, where , before coming to the province of Maine, he was a surveyor and a builder
of ships.
Jonathan Buck was a meticulous keeper of brief but accurate accounts,
which include his Memorandum Book, a highly prized historical document. It was made of imported Italian paper,
which cost a shilling a sheet-and which might help to explain its brevity-and its records, among other things, Buck's first
trip of exploration to Maine in the sloop Sally.
Eight sloops, with sixty men aboard them, sailed from Haverhill in
June 1762 and met off Fort Point, not many miles down the opposite shore from what would later be Buckstown. The
next day they sailed to Naskeag, where lots were drawn to determine which sections of land each of the different groups
should inspect and survey. The group led by Jonathan Buck drew the six townships to the west on Mount Desert River (Union
River, Ellsworth). Township No. 1 was what is now Bucksport, and what became Orland was Township No. 2.
The numbers served as names for many years.
The expedition was back in Haverhill in August, 1762. The following
year the Sally made another trip, this time the township lines were settled, and lots were laid out. In 1764 the settlement
was begun with the building of a sawmill, on the stream just above Verona Bridge. In all of this Jonathan Buck was the
moving spirit.
As soon as he was equipped to do so in the new settlement, Buck naturally
turned to shipbuilding. In 1771, he launched the sloob Hannah, the first ship built on the Penobscot River, which Captain
Abner Lowell took to the West Indies that same year.
An industrious pioneer, Buck was resentful of British rule and became
the outstanding rebel on Penobscot Bay, where the settlement had largely been loyalist. Commisioned a Colonel by
the General Court of Massachuesetts, Jonathan Buck raised his own troops and in 1779 led them to a so called storming
of the British at Castine. They met with defeat and fled back home, followed by the British in the ship the Nautilus.
Colonel Buck sent his family to stay with friends in Brewer until they could join him, while he proceeded to Haverhill
on foot. The British spared the property of the Loyalists, but destroyed by fire everything in Bucksport belonging
to Buck and his followers.
After the Revolutionary War Buck and others returned to Maine in 1784 to
make a new start. Buck rebuilt his house, which is now incorporated in the ell of the house at the corner of Main and
Mill streets. He also rebuilt his sawmill. Sloops kept bringing new settlers to township No. 1 until in 1792,
the population was sufficient to warrant incorporation. The settlers took the name of Bucktown, which was changed in
1817 to Bucksport.
Jonathan Buck was described in the Bangor Historical Magazine by William
D. Williamson, author of a History of the State of Maine, published in 1832: "He was a man of strong mind, retentive
memory, and steadfast purpose. In his person he was well proportioned, not large, his complexion was dark; his
countenance sedate and expressive of sense, and his manner commanding. He was distinguished for his piety, and
much respected for the excellent qualities that give character to the righteous man."
Few righteous men who have made and honored place in the regional history
of their times have been dealt with so unfairly by succeeding generations. But as long as the Buck monument stands,
the leg which defaces it will catch the eyes of passerby; and undoubtedly the legends have been built around it will be told
and retold for generations to come. A few may feel, as Mrs. Swazey did so vehemently, that the reputation of a
good man was sold for the price of a magazine article. But more will remember only a fantasy of a witch's curse.