I Heart Dolly Copp
Perhaps my favorite woman in New Hampshire history is Dolly Copp. In 1831 she married Hayes Copp and together they settled in Pinkham Notch, near what is now Gorham, along the Peabody River.
Dolly was a tiny woman, but she lived large. Not only did the Copps offer their farmstead as a full-service inn for tourists in the mountains, but Dolly ran a farmstand where she sold her own apple butter, honey, wool products from her own sheep, and other goods. Her apple butter was known all around because she'd look for wild apple trees and transplant them into her own orchard, creating a superior fruit.
There are stories of her throwing down with guests at the inn, including drinking, smoking, and dancing after dinners around the fire. She smoked a corn cob pipe, too, which is pretty cool.
After fifty years of marriage, and what sounds like a satisfying, enriching life, Dolly announced at her anniversary celebration: “Hayes is well enough, but fifty years is plenty long for any woman to live with any man.” The couple split peacefully and she soon moved back to Maine to live out her final days with her sister, though she and Hayes kept in touch and occasionally got together.
And now there's a campground named after her.