The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1936-07-02
THE EARLY SETTLERS
IN GARRETT COUNTY
By MRS. T. C. HINEBAUGH

fin, Ohio, where he was elected judge
of the Court of Common Pleas. No
member of the bar was held in higher
esteem than Judge Ridgeley.
The HOyes
The ancestors of the American
Hoyes came from County Antrim
Protestant Ulster-about 1920. Paul
Hoye settled in Prince Georges county.
His son James married Tabitha Mar
bury. She was a granddaughter of
Thomas Greene, who came to Mary
land in the "Ark" in 1884 with Leon
ard Calvert and succeeded him as sec
ond governor of the Colony. James
Hoye died soon after the birth of his
son Paul, and in 1889 his widow mar
ried William Deakins. Paul Hoye grew
up in the Deakins home in Bladensburg
with his three half brothers. They all
served as officers in the Revolutionary
War. And later Paul Hoye was identi-
fed with the land history of Western
Maryland and Virginia. Paul Hoye,
of Frog Harbor" plantation, near
Williamsport, came here in 1765, after
marrying Miriam Waller, of Stafford,
Virginia. They had four children
Anne; John, prominent business man
of Cumberland, who married Mary
DeCalmes, and at his death owned
more than $4,000 acres of land in
Western Maryland and Virginia.
William Waller, of "Crab Tree Bot
tonl," and Elizabeth, or Betty, as she
was more Familiarity known, whose
broken romance ending in tragedy,
furnished the only authentic story of
haunted house in this community.
In the little valley of Ginseng Run,
in Western Maryland, on the farm of
Harrison Friend, that used to be called
the Betty Hoye Place." was an old
abandoned log house which the chill
dren of the neighborhood never tired
of exploring, delighting in all the
shivery anticipations of adventure
when they approached those gaping
windows of the old house with it's air
of desolation that seems to belong to
| places with a tragical history, and
which no doubt had given the commu-
nifty all those wierd fancies and ghostly
stories that had been circulated far and
near. Tales of cries and means Of ag-
ony that issued from those desolate
rooms, particularly on dark and stor-
my nights when the wind ratified the
detached and decaying timbers of the
old house and the huge pines and hem
locks that sheltered the place sang
their requiems. It required no stretch
of the imagination to see something
sinister where the shadows were deep
est, which often resulted in a sudden
stampede for the vicinity of home.
At the close of the Revolutionary
War, Paul Hoye, veteran officer of
that conflict, retired to his plantation,
Frog Harbor," near Williamsport,
Md. His daughter Elizabeth, or Betty,
had inherited her share of her fathers
Scotch-English ancestry from which
came her violet eyes, her fair complex
ion, her tall 1.-THE figure and her de-
termination. From the old English
Walters came her raven hair and her
wiHfulness. When young girl of
twenty years she accompanied her
father to Georgetown, then a place of
Importance at the head of navigation
on the Potomac. Betty had longed to
visit her aunt, Elinor Deakins, which
would give her an opportunity of
mingling with the exclusive and pol
ished society of the old town. A num-
Der of days had passed in the alluring
pleasures of shopping and balls. When
seated one day at her window, which
commanded an extensive view of the
river, Betty saw trim English mer-
chairman slowly make its way up
stream to an anchorage below the
Deakins' home. For long time the
girl pondered the mission of the ship
from what lands had it come? The
nature of it's cargo, what manner of
men on board? While the war which
had engendered so much bitterness had
not passed from the minds of British
or Americans, the merchants of
Georgetown were anxious to restore
amicable trade relations with the
mother country, and being pleased to
have received their goods in safety
from the ship anchored in their midst,
they gave ball in honor of the officers.
And the Deakins family, with their
guests, were among those invited. The
captain of the vessel, a tall, attrac-
tive man, entertained Betty with CLAM
orous tales of London life; of the
strange manners and customs in the
various ports they had visited, of the
enchantment of life at sea when every
thing familiar has passed from view
and nothing but that vast expanse
of water that seems to journey with
Won Even storms at sea were told