Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1885-05-29
where not a single blade of grass could be

Benson Talbot, one of those real quiet, |
happy homesteads where we were made to
feel at home. Here we formed the acquaint-
ance OF Mr.. J. w. Hyde, now in his Goth
year, still moderately active and with a
mind as clear and vigorous as a mountain
stream.
We rested several times at Beallsville.
This little village reminded us of a Sunday
School scholar, with his smiling counte-
nance, nice clean clothes and conscious that
he was ready with his lesson. Mr.. A. r.
Davis, formerly Of Rockville, is engaged in
business here, and also Mr.. II. Il. Hillard,
whose name touched link in the chain of
memory which took us back to the olden
times. We met also with Mr.. j. Mont
gomery Veirs, whose earliest Democratic
letters we remember to have read when
boy in the columns of the county press.
Bordering on Beallsville and resting on the
sunny slope of commanding hill, over
looking picturesque valley, is to be seen
the beautiful cemetery of Monocacy On a
portion OF this cemetery some hundred years
or more ago stood an Episcopal Chapel, of
which not vestige now remains The
grounds Of the cemetery have been laid out
with artistic care. Many, and in some in
stances elaborate and costly, are the memen-
toes to the departed AS we walked around
and through this spot consecrated to Faith,
to Hope and to Charity, catching the soft
fragrance Of its blooming parterres and read
ing the inscriptions over the remains of those
who had long since gone to rest, those lines
from Grey's Elegy came to us with sad
significance:
"Yet even these bones, from insult to protect,
Some frail memorial still, erected nigh,
| With uncouth rhymes and shapeless sculp-
ture decked,
Implores the passing tribute of sigh"
A short distance from Beallsville, and
few yards from old "Medley's HILL" we
alighted from our carriage, for we were for
tunate enough to have one at our disposal
pending most of our rambles, at the resi-
dence of our friend, Mr.. Howard Griffith.
As we did so, we caught a line from poem
that we often read at school
"On the Grampian hills my father feeds his
focks"
Mr.. Griffith devotes his time to farming
and the importing and selling of stock cat
tie, his sales at this spot often reach two
thousand head per year. Doubtless Howard
finds the pursuit Of these two avocatons
more pleasant and profitable than being
tossed and thrown about on the pillows Of
political strife.
We refined up several times at Pooes-
vile. The people of this thriving inland
town ought to be happy and thankful
They have large and fertile section of
country from which TO draw their almost
inexhaustible supplies. They are blessed
with ministers, physicians, schoolmasters,
mechanics, artisans, merchants, temperance
organizations, finished musicians, and last
but not least, any number of politicians
We know that there are some people who
think that this latter class is q great evil
From experience we have learned 10 regard
them the best type Of an American citizen,
II was our desire whilst at this point To visit
the stock farms of Messrs Frederick Poole
and nephew, the largest grazers in the coun-
ty, and the farms of Messrs Isaac Young,
Fletchall and Williams, but want of time
rendered il impossible 10 avail oursel( of
their kind invitations 10 do SO. We hope,
however, TO do 30 in the near future.
Martinsburg, few miles beyond Pooles.
vile. in the direction OF the Potomac, is an
ambitious ~littIe burg Here, in obedience
to a very aAitering invitaiinn received some
days Previous 10 our visit We visited the
De9oerzfbs cab. which assemblies every
sstE1rSKy sssaing in Grifith's Hail. After
IL fasru3sss5aa by ia President, Mr. Pngh,
Ne .1nik 0ss.Izboa - say few plain words
n slSSssrs q taz Oii Democratic creed and
Ia. 6E--4isr EziEF a1d harmony of the Dem
1g-I1.s Pn-sF Mr. Porter Griffith, one Of
EEr seisslzIAsss, 4 engaged in doing bus-
azzs a .ais poiat
Never siaes chIiihood's early hours had
We Visited what y known as whites Fer
~. therefore we cannot speak of any i'm
prDgsmenzs that have taken place. But we
suppnse, however, the tide Of progress has
likewise swept over and around this point
Is could not be otherwise. Col White and
DR. WOotton have the largest and most ex-
ssnsive warehouse here OF any point along
the canal Some idea may be formed of the
extent Of their business when it is known
that at this point they sell 1900 tons of fer
tilizers, and buy and ship 250,0 900 bushels of
grain per year. At their other depot of bu-
siness at Leesburg, Va, they dispose Of an
equal amount OF grain.
Taking our ease at the sumptuous home
OF Mr.. VIM. T. Jones, one of our pleasant
head quarters, with his extended and highly
cultivated farm in full view from his We.
randa, and calling to mind the section Of
country over which we had rambled for five
days-its waving fields, its barns and gran
aries OF produce, viewing its pastures the
herds Of cattle and flocks Of sheep, increas-
ing and improving annually by the inter.
mixture Of better blood, contrasting the ag-
riculture Of this section of the county of the
present day with what it was thirty.6ve
years ago, contemplating the general intel
ligence among the farmers and the evidences
OF prosperity everywhere visible, we could
but think what splendid future lay before
this favored people.
Our rambles will conclude in the next |
issue with description of the Dairy Farm
OF Col. James A, Boyd and the surrounding
neighborhood.
The revised edition of the New Testament |
has not proved so popular as the revised Old
Testament, the sales not being so large by
half. Curiosity of the public had been sit
ished with the first revision The New
York World thinks the most important
change made is the substitution of the
Hebrew word "shoel" for hell.
James G. Pearre, youngest son of the late
.Ind0a Daa rra Nf H.r,bo.t..l ...... .-..--.-.