Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1919-01-19

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1911, later establishing his home In
Leesburg. He was a famous lawyer
and he represented Loudoun in the
legislature from 1910 to 1847 In 1922
he married Sarah Harrison Powell,
who died November 6, 1s45, and was
daughter of Maj Burr Powell and
Catherine Brooke Powell and grand
daughter of Col. Levin Powell. Their
children were numerous. The oldest.
Mathew, born December IS, 1922.
married Anne Harriotte Jones, daugh-
ter of Gen. Walter Jones' in 1851. The
second was Edward, a lawyer, who
died young. The third was Powell,
Leesburg. Others were Laura. born
1924 and died young; Anne Maria
born 1929 and died at Leesburg, 1908;
Elizabeth Conrad. born 1895 and died
at Leesburg, 1907; and Alice Black
burn, born 1888 and died 1870. Then
son, born 1910, who married Maj.
Burr p. holland of Middleburg. Then
also there was William Elzey Harri-
son, born 1892. graduate of the Vir-
the engineer corps of the Confederate
army and in 1853 in charge of the
fortifications of Richmond. He mar
ried Elizabe Edwards in 1866.
The water was muddy. The Ram
bier sat in the shade of the gum
ped his face and hands in the muddy
water. 1t was very refreshing. Big
monarch butterflies danced or foated
close to the moist bed of the road or
chung to the blossoms of milkweed
which grew along the roadside. Over
this pool of muddy water, especially
where the sun shone upon 1T with
brilliant fury, dragon flies darted with
almost incredible swiftness, their long
slender bodies and masked faces
shimmering with blue. green and
bronze. Sometimes they maintained
themselves suspended in the air by
a motion of the wings too rapid for
the eye to follow. Perhs ps most of
those persons who read these lines
know the dragon-fy better as the
knitting needle" Many country boys
have called them "horse-stingers,
though it is certain that the varieties
of this insect which live in this re-
gion never stung horse.
When the Rambler passed this spot
last, the pool was frozen and the ruts
and ridges of the muddy road were as
hard as the rock which outcrops
among the big trees in the surround
ing woods. The gum trees were there,
but the leaves, which had turned from
brilliant August green to October pur-
pie, had fallen, and, dry and brown,
they Uttered the cold ground Through
the naked branches of the gum trees a
north wind howled. From the sound a
man might have thought that the
woods were full of wolves.
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But this north wind had fangs and
1t felt no more pity toward man
than would a hungry wolf. 1t was fire
and not water that the Rambler need
ed on this visit And he built fire
and rested by it. The remembrance OF
the place and its present aspect re-
minded the Rambler that the seasons
have changed and that Goose creek is
a long way from home on cold and
windy days. But when the sun gets
higher instead of swinging so low
across the southern sky and the Gays
lengthen the Rambler may resume
these Loudoun county walks because
he has yet far to go to visit all the
cid homes and the interesting people
of ripe age and experience living IN
that historic patch Of country from
monument is visible to the east.
At this point the Rambler will in
troduce letter which gave him con-
siderable pleasure. Old readers of The
Star will recall that more than
quarter of a century ago there was
running in the Saturday or double
sheet" Star a series of articles on the
picturesque country around Washing
ton, and the following letter is from
him who wrote those "walk-stories:"
RAMBLER Dear Sir: am much interested
in your rambles, now running in The Star. The
folklore TO which you are introducing your
readers is worthy Of being preserved In book
form. When n boy tramped all over the coun
try around Washington for a radius Of many
miles, and brief notes Of those tramps were
published weekly In The Evening Star some
thirty years ago.
NV principal object in those publica lions was
to aid in cnltivating a taste for walking, which
! regard as most delightful as well as health
full recreation. ! outlined series of short