Beacon Hill

Beacon Hill is a name shared by many hills, suburbs, villages and other places around the world. Many are so called because they were historically the site of a warning beacon. Others are named after other places of the same name.

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List Of United Kingdom Locations: Bea-Bem - Be - Bea
50.73°N 00.25°E / 50.73 00.25 TV590953 Beacon Devon 50°50′N 3°11′W / 50.83°N 03.18°W / 50.83 -03.18 ST1705 Beacon Devon 50°52′N 3°05′W ...
Beacon Hill (train)
... The Beacon Hill was a daily 157-mile (253 km) commuter rail service operated by Amtrak between Boston, Massachusetts, and New Haven, Connecticut, from 1978 to 1981 ... The Beacon Hill was one of the last long-haul commuter services operated by Amtrak ...
Mount Vernon Proprietors - History
... sought to speculate on land development around the newly formed government buildings on Boston's Beacon Hill ... The Copley tract comprised an area of Beacon Hill now bound by Beacon Street, Walnut Street and Mount Vernon Street and the area called Louisburg Square ... The houses from 70 through 75 Beacon Street, Boston, opposite the Boston Public Garden, were built by the Mount Vernon Proprietors in 1828, on a speculative basis ...
Charles Street African Methodist Episcopal Church - History - 1876-1939
... end of the 1890s, European immigration caused a competition in housing and jobs so Beacon Hill Blacks started moving towards the South End and lower Roxbury ... became the last black institution to leave Beacon Hill ... The Church’s move from Beacon Hill to Roxbury was reflective of the population patterns of the twentieth century and showed the last moved of Boston’s black population ...
Beacon Hill, Saskatchewan
... Beacon Hill is a hamlet in the Rural Municipality of Beaver River No. 622 in the province of Saskatchewan, Canada ...

Famous quotes containing the words hill and/or beacon:

    I have felt darkness lead me by the hand
    Over the hill to greet the singing dawn....
    Allen Tate (1899–1979)

    Hm, the beacon of the press. In the hell to which all journalists must descend when they die, Mr. Wiggam, we shall sit at red hot desks with quills of fire in our hand and spend eternity on eternity writing about the salubrious weather of that region. Let us serve our apprenticeship here thoroughly and intelligently.
    Ben Hecht (1893–1964)