The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1898-10-01
Written for CECIL WING.

The Journey from Rising Sun to Cecllton
literally crosses the county from North to
South and leads through beautiful and
interesting portion of it. This is the
journey which your correspondent was
permitted to take short time since in
company with six friends and co-workers
in the cause Of temperance. Our object in
making this trip was to attend the 18th
Annual w. c. T. U. Convention, held in
the pretty little hamlet Of Cecltown, as
the name was first proposed by the immor-
tai Augustine Herman, but never adopted,
the shorter and more euphonious Cecilton
being used.
When l mentioned the sisters-seven OF
them in ALL forgot to mention our
brother, the driver, who kindly furnished
the team, two sturdy farm horses, who
bravely bore us onward to our destination
without sign of WEAKNESS, although the
load was not light one and the day was
warm.
We were very quiet party, especially
that portion of it occupying the back seat
In such an assembly one usually learns
more by listening than by talking, and it
was in the adoption of this plan I became
possessed of several new ideas during our
long drive. One of these new ideas which
l learned was, that smear-case is an ex-
celent remedy for wounded feelings, if
offered while the wounds are fresh, ere
time and second thought have healed them.
Another illustrated fact was, that one
never feels entirely comfortable in borrow
ed clothes, however well they may look in
them.
Our way lay through Calvert, Zion,
Mechanics Valley etc. We gathered quite
quantity of chncapns as souvenirs and
ouriosities, as we'll as rewards for the
children at home. At noon we camped in
the shadow OF the Red Mills and partook
of bountiful lunch with mashed pears for
dessert. Your correspondent, while stroll.
ing along the shores OF the creek, en-
oountered an aged lady, wife Of the present
owner of this valuable property, the Red
Mills. She was full of "reminiscences Of
her eventful life and of the lives Of those
with whom she has been associated. The
thoughts of youth dwell ever in the future,
and the thoughts Of age are ever with the
past
We halted but few moments in Elkton
after resuming our journey, but passed on
over the bridge and out past "Holly
Hail. We looked in vain for the
old Sewell vault. which we remem-
bered upon the opposite side of the road
from the stately "Hall'. Its site seems to
be obliterated by dense growth of weeds
and bushes
And soon we were on the Manor, " that
beautiful portion of our county, whose,
romantic, valuable, and interesting history
has so recently been made known to US,
through the untring zeal of the late
George Johnson.
How much l thought of my eccentric
friend, while passing through this region
twenty-five years ago, when crossing and
recrossing the "Manor" l was as ignorant
of its remarkably interesting history, as
the babe unborn, and might have remained
in ignorance It'll this day but for him.
The beautiful little town Of Chesapeake
City elected our admiration, and here we
halted few moments at the parsonage Of
the NJ. L. Church, and were cordially
greeted by the pastor and his family, who
gave us the cheering intelligence that an
advance guard had gone forward, under
the command, of that intrepid veteran in
the temperance work, Mrs. Rebecca Bar
mes, accompanied by her fearless "le-de-
camp, Mrs. c. D. Abrahams, of Woodlawn
They were accompanied by IA corps of val
liant young soldiers from Woodlawn "Y"
After leaving Chesapeake City, our way
led through section whose level street
ohes of fertile fields and bordering hedge
rows, clustering straw stacks and scattered