The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1904-08-18

For many summer seasons in the
/ past 1t has been my custom as we'll as
pleasure to visit the mountain regions
OF Garrett county. The route has al
most invariable been the old National
properly Cumberland) road The
month of July has usually been chosen
for the ride while the scenery, foliage
and bloom of that delightful region
are vet at their best and this season
they are exceptionally fine on account
of the plentiful rains which in some
respects have been quite excessive,
yet the season in all has been a verv
favorable one. especially for those en-
gagged in agricultural pursuits. which
are in the lead here
On July Both, myself and little
party boarded trolley car at Cumber-
land for Frostburg and in one hour
we were safely there, after pleasant
ride over the old historic-road, which
the trolley line follows on its bed At
the city of FrOstburg, to which title
for many reasons she has just claims,
we were met by the same acceptable
conveyance which has many times
taken us to a coveted place of enjoy
ment and rest. The old pike, with
its many marks and designations, and
recollections. was the route; nothing
new along the line, yet many things
and places of historic interest, es-
pecially to one in that way inclined
are to be seen. The road bed itself is
i'll tolerably fair condition, but by no
means like it was from about 1884 to
1854, when writer remarked it was
almost as fine as The Avenue in
Washington. The old IRON mile mark
ers are nearly all in their places, some
what marred, of course, as they have
been standing about 70 years, giving
yoiceless instructions to those passing
along. An old acquaintance could not
help but give each one gaze in pass
ms ~ OllC ilClOl q DulltU IlOI6 lEOul an
unfriendly rifle. But the hotels and
buildings along the line of the road
have nearly all disappeared, and the
Shades of Death, are now entirely
without the awful shades, with cult
waited fields, and nice houses in their
stead A short distance beyond is the
haunted house on Red Ridge, of which
nothing but debris remains. 1t was
burnt down several years ago by
tramps, as supposed. Here once lived
and acted Judge Isaac Beall, young
est son of Capt. Thomas Beall, of
Samuel, the father of Cumberland;
and later came Henry T. Beall, son of
Isaac, who died in Nebraska. six
months ago, nearly so years of age.
Still this house, as its name signifies
has an unsavory history. 1t is beliey-
ed for many reasons, two murders
were perpetrated there. The place
looks desolate, indeed. But we pass
ed on over Meadow Mountain, that
beautiful range of many pleasant Iec-
objections of the "unliving past" and
at its Western base halt was made.
This is the Little Meadow which re-
ceived its name from no less person.
age than Washington himself. 1t was
a favorite place of his for rest, as well
as safety. 1t is an historic spot, and
IaSnruoc n hn rIo I -
this late day. For time, it was the
most noted place on the old Brad
dock National road between Cumber-
land and Brownsville. 1t was a kind
of midway point. After many pre-
vious ownerships this fine estate for
some years has been the property of
Mrs. David w. Kuykendall, ana
forms her summer residence, where
she is now staying with a few of her
chosen friends, in the full enjoyment
of the season. Mr.. Kuykendall is now
the acceptable teller of the Second
National Bank of Cumberland,
which keeps bin closely at place of
great trust and responsibility and
he is only.able to enjoy the pleasures
of his country home about once a
week for short time.
This is certainly most interesting
place, not merely historically, but in
many other ways and to none more so
than to him who now endeavors to
write briefly about it. 1t was at this
kindly remembered spot in the very
twilight of life he received the actual
beginning of his education, such as it
became in after years, now of the re-
mote past. But with regrets, as on
many similar occasions in past years,
this favorite site is parted with by