Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1916-02-13
PIERCE's MILL ON ROCK CREEK.

Rock creek there was no bridge, and the
old road which led from. the ford to that
part of the road bordered by big naples
and which is used today. may be traced
North of the ford a big oak tree had
either blown down and fallen across the
creek or had been chopped down that it
might fall across. For many years this
was used as a footbridge.
!. PIERCE klingle and his wife were
prominent people. Mrs. Klingle was a
Baltimore lady. and the Rambler believes
that her maiden name was Gay. Her
name on her tomb is given as Laura L.
Klingle and her daughters name as Gay
Beatrice. and the Gay family is an old
one in Baltimore.
When the Klingles lived at Linnean hill
it was known in the neighborhood that
Mrs. klingle took pride in her claim of
descent from the Pocahontas-Rolfe mar
riage. and in the parlor Of the big stone
house on the hill were oil portraits rep
resenting the Indian princess Pocahontas
and her father, Powhatan. Both Mr.. and
Mrs. klingle rode horseback, and their
pair of black carriage horses, open car
riage and colored driver were familiar to
all the jewellers along Park road and
the Fourteenth street road.
Mr.. Kiingle was very much interested
in civic matters relating to the District
discussion of questions of District policy,
especially in the los. He was frequent
contributor of signed letters to the news
PAPERS.
Inc Ceep tONe ana pFlOe OF ana MIS-.
klingle were conferred, however. in their
daughter. The name on her tomb is Gay
Beatrice. but her full name was Lillian
Gay Beatrice Klingle. She was beauti-
woman. but her life from 1857 to 1895
was a short one, and the Rambler be-
lieves that she was not always as happy
as when she was a romantic girl at Lin
mean hill
Where Klingle lane forded Rock
creek and where the fallen oak formed
a foot bridge over the creek. Beatrice
had a rustic bench, and there on the
gorgeous afternoons of summer she
would sit and read. She seemed to love
girl. Always near her was a colored
attendant When she walked abroad
as far as Mount Pleasant or rode about
the Rock creek and Piney branch
country she was always followed by
a colored man-servant
Beatrice married and moved away.
All happiness faded out of the life at
Linnean hill. Perhaps if you knew
those people and little Lillian Gay
Beatrice, and then years later should
go at the close of dismal evening to
Rock Creek cemetery and, peering
through the shadows of a gray vault,
read their names cut in marble. some
very solemn thoughts would also come
to you.
When the Rambler began this MARIA
tive he traced his course to the west
side of the high bridge which now
spans Rock creek at Klingle ford.
Let us stand there again and recall.
for the sake of completeness In this
story, one of the CHASTITY horrors of
District history. Sixty yards west of
the bridge is one of the familiar pale
green park signs on which in big black
letters Is this: NO heavy teams allow
ed" Under that warning one may read.
in red-brown letters. this: Speed
limit, twelve miles per hour. Injure no
flowers, shrubs or trees"
Stand at this sign and three roads
are open to you: Klingle road goes on
to the west and enters the ravine lead
ing toward Cleveland Park. To the
right or north leads road built with
the spoil from the sewer which was
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