The aegis & intelligencer. [volume] (Bel Air, Md.) 1864-1923, 1874-02-13

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has certainly been no change within the
memory of"the oldest inhabitant," except,
perhaps, in the two homesteads nearest the
bridge.
So much for the road thus far and its zap
purtenances," and now propose to rest u
| little while with my dear old friend Aseph
W. Scarborough. A reunion with this fami-
ly was very grateful to me after an ac-
quaintauce Of near sixty years, and my
feelings | cannot attempt to describe when
kindly greeted by the aged parents Of the
household, to whom the Lord has added a
| score of years beyond the promised span.
If Aseph were not still unmarried, might
be tempted to tell of some of his pranks
and mine Dat little less than sixty years
900, but will not do it, for fear the ladies
may take it iRto their pretty heads that he
is not as young as he was when Deer Greek
was called Run" He is certainly young
er than many menwho have not lived more
than half as many years, and that he has
not cultivated his susceptibility to female
charms, he often furnishes the best evidence
in the vigor and pathos with which he
writes his interesting romances of love and
murder. He has the stamina for two or
three honeymoons yet, and SO have l.
After partaking of Aseph's hospitality
for the night, he kindly furnished us with
u horse, rockaway and driver, to carry us
to the residence of my relative, VIM. Nc.
Coy, on Broad Creek. Soon after starting
however, the rockaway broke down, and
we were atoot in the road with our bag
gage and it was one of the times was
sorry l had any. Backwoodsma we
were equal to the emergency, as both of us
had been in much tighter places during
the war. Clark is a thoughtful man, and
proposed that we should borrow saddle,
tie our valises together with the lines and
sling them ON the horse; and | quite as
thoughtful as he, proposed that would
ride while he walked, or that he could
walk while rode. "All right" said he,
"but don't think you said ride to me at
all" Without reasoning out my liberal
propositions to satisfactory conclusion,
it was decided that should perch myself
on top of the horse between the valises,
which vibrated like two great pcndulums,
to the great annoyance of a pair of legs
that were not exactly fashioned for such Il
pastime. Enjoying it about as much as a
toad would enjoy ride under harrow,
hurried on to the next crossroads, where
John b. Foard, in the olden times, went to
the Legislature By degrees and threshed out
sumac, LETT the deck of my craft in an un-
amiable frame of mind, and awaited the
coming Of my friend Clark and the young
man who had so kindly endeavored to
help us on our way. They soon came
swinging along at much happier gait
than L had been travelling, and we arran-
ged it that the young man should take
our baggage on to Dublin while we took
the road on foot for Broad Creek. Just
then carriage passed us, when thought
if we had been the occupants and they had
been us, we would have asked them ito
wait for the wagon" so that all might take
ride" but they passed on silently and SO
did we, Tor it was u serious moment with
us just about that time.
Walking leisurely along we passed a
Friends Meeting house, where some Of the
members had assembled for their silent
worship, but not feeling very devout under
the circumstances, we as silently passed,
but not without lingering look at the
bright eyes of q beautiful young lady who
was making her way to the house, and
whom we afterwards met at the house OF
friend Mccoy. think Clark fell in love
with her, but it would hardly be prudent
in me to tell his wife. swell" said Clark,
after our troubles were over, 1.-The Quakers,
take them up one side and down the other,
have the prettiest and sweetest girls in
this world" to which responded with Il
hearty "Amenr'
Wagging along as best we could-Clark
having bone in his leg and | Il corn on
nv foot-we soon found ourselves at the
house of William Mccoy, and as hospita-
bly welcomed and entertained as if we had
arrived in a coach and, four with liveried
driver. Here we had a pleasant rest and
a good dinner. Mrs. Mccoy is the nearest
relative have in Hartford, and it was II
sad reflection that she was the only link
connecting the past and the present of her
family in the county OF their nativity
While nearly all her relations have either
died or wandered off among strangers, she
has lived all those years almost within
sight of the homes Of her ancestors, and but
a few miles distant from the sacred spot
where repose the ashes of four generations
of her kindred.
Well, Mr. Baker, had expected this let
ter to put my friend Clark and myself
through from Bel Air to havre de Grace,
but find | have already spun it out to a
considerable length, and we have made
only about one-third of the journey. l
must beg your readers to bear with me,
and am almost afraid to inform them that
| will have to tarry so long in my thoughts
at Dublin and Darlington, that it will re-
quire two more letters to put Us down at
Havre de Grace.
oping you will bear the infections l
am giving you with philosophic patience,
| am yours, very respectfully,
ABINGDON, VA. Jan. 81, 1874. c. b. c.