The aegis & intelligencer. [volume] (Bel Air, Md.) 1864-1923, 1874-03-13

| him with wheelbarroW. Hence Mr.. Nc
Renney alaoays had a rich garden.
The next building was small office
occupied by Dr. Alonzo Preston. He was
considered one of the best physicians in all
the country, and was kind-hcarted and
very popular man. He subsequently mar
ried Miss Mary Richardson, daughter OF
Judge Richardson, then deceased, of whom
shall speak in the proper place. She
was very lovely and amiable young lady,
and was a widow after brief married
life
The next house, and adjoining DR.. Pres
tons office, was occupied by Mr.. William
Hays. He was lawyer, l think, a very
handsome man, married young, and re-
moved to Alabama in 1927 or g. He took
several teams with him and a number of
negroes, and subsequently became an ex-
tensive planter in the South.
The next house, that is now occupied by
DR.. Dance was the residence of my old and
respected, but deceased friend, Bob Rich
ardson, who had formerly merchandized,
but at the time of which write he did
but little of anything except hunting and
teasing people. His hunting stock con-
sisted of two lean black hounds and a
"yaller" terrier called Buff" The former
for foxes. the latter for squirrels. AS Bob
was terror to boys, so were his hounds to
all the women and cooks, for many family
dinner have they lifted out of boiling
pot and walloped it down piping hot.
The next house belonged to Jason Moore,
and was occupied jointly by his family and
that of DR.. Parker Forwood, who was his
son-in-law. Mr.. Moore was quiet, unob-
trusive citizen, and DR.. Forwood stood
high in his profession.
The next house, that at the corner, was
the residence and store of Mr.. Joseph Rob-
inson, his son John, then bachelor, living
with him and attending to the business.
The old gentleman was excessively fond of
Scotch snuff, which he carried loose in his
vest pocket, and usually kept his nose
crammed pretty full. Seeing him take it
so often and in such large quantities, was
impertinent to suggest to him one day that
if noses had been fashioned to hold snuff
they would have been turned wrong end
up, but didn't wait to hear his reply, as
saw his stick raising. John was very
stout, handsome man. considered the cham
pion ball-player of the county, and kept
walk alone. One-half of him laid down
while the other half stood up to bark. He
got fat every August Court eating crab
shells and melon rinds.
The row of small houses ON the opposite
side of the Courtyard, reaching from the
main street to Mr.. Hanna's hotel, was &C.
cupied by various persons in various call
ings. That at the corner, still in tolera-
BILE state representation in rear Of the brick
that now occupies its ancient site, was first
Bob Richardson's store, and afterwards the
printing office of the "Bond Of Un,ion." The
next was an Office and shop alternately,
sometimes occupied by lawyers and at
others by tailors. 1t was the last shop &C.
cupied by poor Bill Mills, who has been
quietly sleeping beside his affianced in q
little enclosure at the northeast corner of
Mrs. Farnandis' orchard. The next was
sort of double building, with wings like
bat. 1t was used for all sorts of purposes,
but in 1929 it was occupied by Maurice
Foley and Tom Mills as tailor shop.
The next was the office of Mr.. James Wal
lace, who received Federal appointment
from President Jackson in 1928, and | new
er heard of him afterwards. 1t was subse-
ouently occupied by Mr.. Ohio Scott, then
just entering into the full tide which bore
him on to fame and fortune. The next
was Col. Maulsby's office and the head
quarters of all Democratic caucuses. Col. |
Maulsby came up to my standard of the
gentleman of the olden time" with his
fair-top boots, ruffled shirt, powdered hair
graceful queue. He was portly, fine look
ing man, and in wider sphere would have
risen to higher distinction. He was man
of more than ordinary talent. The next
was the store-house of Ephraim Lyle and
Daniel Wann, two of the most upright, |
discreet and useful men of the village, and
the next building, Immediately at the cor
ner, was the residence of Mr.. Lytle, where,
before he had made much start in the
world, he made cigars and caressed his
little Helen Mar, his first born after several
years of welded bliss.
now come back to the main street, and
the next building, which is still standing,
was small frame, in which Mr.. Stevenson
Archer had his office before he was Judge
and the next and last house on that side |
of the street was near the big oak tree, and
was owned and occupied by Mr. Harry
Foy, noisy little son of st. Crispin.
Coming back little, to where the Meth
odst Church now stands, there was
thicket of thorns, all interspersed with little
depressions and hillocks, which marked
the graves of a generation beyond that
which l knew. l have no recollection of
ever having seen any one buried there, but
it then seemed to contain larger popula-
ton than the town.
This brings me to the end ofthe street
as it was forty-four years ago, and yet 1
have dotted down but one side oft. Well, |
Mr.. Baker, there is no help for it, and |
must bring up the other side in another
letter. l regret this as l feel that l have
already imposed upon your generous indul-
gence. Respectfully,
A6ingC1on, Va, Feb, 1874. C.B. G.
HARDENING SMALL Notwithstanding