The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1906-03-03


CECIL WING. But will say, that the three
mountains are still there, towering almost to
the skies, and browning down like huge demons
on the poor little city OF the martyred John
Brown. The famous old Potomac, and the
saucy Shenandoah rivers, still sweep maJeStl-
cally through the narrow valley, and sWeetly
caress the town on two sides in passing. The
Potomac cuts Maryland loose from Virginia,
and the Shenandoah separates two counties in
the Old Dominion.
1t was the writer's turn to 60 on picket duty
with MANY others The old scrbes beat was
No. l. and it started at the junction OF these re-
noWned rivers, and extended Tor about hive hun
dred PAGES right up the mighty Potomac, skirt
ing The little town from end to end. Along the
river the ruins OF the arsenal extended the tuli
extent of the village, the beat itself was one OF
the most historic spots i'll the world. Because on
one side could have tlrted stone out INTO the
most famous stream Ii! the world ana OH tue
other, couid reach "lth hallt ana TOUCH tle
whole way along me runs OF thG once inaSlll-
hcent cdlhce, Where me mart!red !GIn Drown
torthed mnSelf' ana little Dand OF Drare men
against the Wnole oouth' III a VAN Gn1rt 10
knock the Sl1acEicS OF bondage rom OH inc ne
groes OF the southern states ma now strange
that' even now we were e"~"SG" III ,ne Neii
same giganuc undcrtaklnS' WIN 'lllIllo''S ol
men ana great Iortihcati"nS H''ti'% every otnel
miitop III inc Sou'h' -N!o 4" N"'"'i '"' navy
s ~ 'Eo "ine s1;o nv, tbn,, %II Ne
n ti's f 49, ~ '
vi 'oi ,ooi ''"s !N"'|
ana OacN we arc, 10 '',e SOe.e 81 ou So!
Where Johh brown i"IN 'I'e I,u"t'Nc' al" ''o'"
WHICH pace ie was V'Ne" an" I'''Seu,
Inc picketS were 'Iactq ON post 10 le'l Hi
the long n'Sllt tI'ro1Sn. WltI%"l an! rtIs' Gl,
~" wen a. .I'
~ ',o,d.o u,n Co.,. pnt;., n1l.ed
un and dawn thc tr'l. al,'r five W. s;y feet
u uP a.'t t oo ,,'at r!,' 2 G,r,,"
IVY way
. ne runs 81 LIS ,'Sl'I S''"NI ,p'''I''Vu ~
us huge Sheli Oh oEteNelle" >.'"I. WIN oPe"lIss
% uools anu "I"oo"S' We nc Noou-MclN
oulheu '"elcii ON al" man. 'cNJs 81
cry even Such aS great l'l"S'l, Nlleels' PuIle!s
OF every SIZE ana III l"Gl' "eIc were nuSe
chuht @e Toi Wlii'n mao R'en cut '1oSe D! lile
ldileS VI @est' ana lid" I"''l'Ieu P'ole
cuouSly the Nhole Wa! aons'
AS have, SAID, the night was DeautlluI with
FAR Luna high up III the purple wonder OF
her love4 court, and her glorious constellation
so sweeny lowering near. How sWeetly was
the Grand Lady OF the Night, cttulglng the
mighty Potomac. And how st1ll was every
thing near, SO calm 1t was, SO hushed was the
river, that | could almost hear the lOve-sonS
that the laneuid DrGcze was whispering TO the
SGlfltiIlatg s'or! WlilGl inc queen OF lnSIt was
sneuuilis uo"" Oh 'le Pl"r'u waters Vi tie
lNel'
have seen the glorles OF art and architecture
| have seen the sunrise on the battlements OF
Fort McHenry, and the iulI new moon cast Its
refulgent rays DER the rugged peaks, browning
parapets and gl1stenng ornaments OF Peters
burg, but never have mine eyes beheld more
glorious sight than the majestic old river Poto-
mac that night
| had paced up and down the long stretch OF
silver moon-shne many times. The buges and
Drums had long since sounded lights out on
of troops on the slope OF the mountain were al
ready sweetly dreaming OF home and darling
mother, and it must have been about the lonely
watch of midnight because several chandeliers