Spangler’s Stone

I’m currently driving around Charles County after standing in line at the Maryland DMV for a hour to learn I was just one ID short if getting my license transferred over. I’m posting from my phone so this will be short.

Below is a picture of Edman Spangler’s grave stone. Spangler is buried in the Original (Old) St. Peter’s Cemetery. Of all the conspirators, Spangler is agreed upon as being the most innocent. He had known the Booth family from his time helping to create Junius Brutus Booth’s Tudor Hall in Bel Air, Maryland. He built and attended to the stables behind Ford’s Theatre where Booth kept his horses. And on the night of the assassination Booth called for Spangler to hold his horse. Due to these facts and the mistaken testimony that Spangler had told another theater worker to keep quiet after the assassination, Spangler was tried as an accomplice. Even the military commission’s sentencing of six years in prison shows their relative belief of his innocence in the assassination plot. It seems that Spangler was just made and example of due to his acquaintance with John Wilkes Booth.

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Spangler’s grave is located in the back corner of this small cemetery opposite the sign.

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10,000 *Woot*

I’m doing a little happy dance today as this blog has just reached the 10,000th visitor mark.  While it is a relatively low number compared to the popularity of several Lincoln sites (Roger Norton’s Abraham Lincoln Research Site is approaching 15 MILLION visitors!), I’m still proud that this site has garnered as much attention as it has in its short, six month existence.  When I started, I was so excited when I got my first blog “follower” and when I started getting almost 20 views a day.  Now I’m ecstatic to have 40 followers and averaging 75 views a day! 

I’d like to thank you all for coming to this site, reading what I have written, and adding your wonderful comments.  I feel so fortunate to have the support of so many fantastic websites, organizations, and people. 

Well that seems like enough self-indulgence for one day.  Thank all 10,000 of you for visiting BoothieBarn.com!

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Update: Finding George Atzerodt

UPDATE: We have verifying records as to the burial of a Taubert child in Feb. of 1869.  George is not in St. Paul’s.  Glenwood, here we come…

As is to be expected in the history field, no matter how confident you feel you “know” something, there’s always new information to be found.  In today’s case, I received some thorough and reliable comments on my previous post about George Atzerodt’s burial in St. Paul’s cemetery in Baltimore’s Druid Hill Park.  The following comment comes from Sandy Harper, church historian for Martini Lutheran Church.  Martini Lutheran is the caretaker of St. Paul’s:

“The child buried on Feb. 1869 was named Freidrich Gottleib Herman Taubert, he was 29 days old and his birth and death are in Martini Lutheran Church’s records.”

This February of 1869 burial was thought to be the secret burial of George Atzerodt.  Though this idea was partially at odds with the plot records as written in the book, Records of St. Paul’s Cemetery, in my previous post I did my best reconciling the idea that a 29 day-old child of Gottlieb Taubert was actually the 29 [30] year-old brother-in-law of Gottlieb Taubert: George Atzerodt.  Ms. Harper’s new information that it was, in fact, a coincidence that the Taubert’s were burying a child close to the same time that George was in need of re-interment, certainly requires us to continue to look elsewhere.  While I’d like to believe the research of the Boothies before me, the evidence against it is stacking up, with both the cemetery record book and the detailed information from Ms. Harper pointing towards a child not a conspirator being buried in St. Paul’s.

So, I attempted to retrace the body of George Atzerodt.  On my way home from work I called Glenwood Cemetery in DC.  The gentleman I spoke to was very knowledgeable reiterating the story that George was kept in a holding vault in Glenwood after being brought there by his brother John.  He told me that beyond that, they have no further records of what happened.  The reason for this, I was told, is that in the late 1800’s, a disgruntled board member of the cemetery stole the interment book for the first 7,000 burials in Glenwood.  He walked off with them in the middle of a meeting, never to return.  The interment information for George, if he was buried in Glenwood, would have been in this first book.  The gentleman also informed me that he was told upon his initial employment at Glenwood in 1995, that it was the belief of the cemetery that George was in Glenwood in an unmarked grave.  Glenwood believes George is buried in their cemetery, they just don’t know where.  When I asked if there would ever be a way to know for sure, I was told the only remaining chance would be for someone to sit down and look thorough their 14 books of plat maps.  Technically, George’s burial would have to be noted on a plat map to make sure no one attempted to bury a body where one already was.  The man I spoke to stated that in the seventeen years he’s worked there, he has yet to come across George in a plat map.  However, he also said he has never gone through looking for him specifically, merely that in the course of his other work, George’s name has yet to show up.

So the opinion of those working at Glenwood seems to be that George never left their cemetery.  I have to say that newspaper accounts of 1869 do seem to agree with them.  Several articles mention the undertaker that was used for Atzerodt’s remains and how his body was placed in Glenwood’s receiving vault:

Despite the substitution of John’s name for his brother George, this article had the same information:

And lastly, this article mentions Atzerodt’s funeral in Glenwood:

The press of the day seemed to believe that George was buried in Glenwood.  As we know, though, they cannot always be reliable.

Just like we had for the St. Paul’s hypothesis, we are left with only circumstantial evidence regarding George’s final resting place being at Glenwood.  The last place to look for George seems to be Glenwood’s many plat maps.  However, even if a thorough search does not produce his name on a map, it is still possible that he is one of the unmarked, but occupied graves.  Sadly, it is unlikely that we will ever know for sure. Hopefully one day, I’ll make my way to Glenwood Cemetery to spend a day (or two) looking through their maps.

References:
Thank you to Sandy Harper for posting information about the Tauberts in St. Paul’s Cemetery.

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Some Real Booth Mummies

Finis Bates spent many misguided years trying to convince the world that John Wilkes Booth escaped death at Garrett’s farm. He displayed the mummified remains of David E. George and tricked people into believing the body’s convoluted identity trail from David George, to John St. Helen, to John Wilkes Booth. Bates created convincing pseudo-history with a dead body as an effective centerpiece. However, long before the real John Wilkes Booth was even born, the Booth family had a legitimate connection with mummies.  I quote from Asia Booth Clarke’s book, Booth Memorials: Passages, Incidents, and Anecdotes of Junius Brutus Booth (The Elder):

“About this time [1833] my father [Junius Brutus Booth] purchased two Egyptian mummies, with a view of presenting them to General Jackson. They were to be sent to the Hermitage; but, finding that they were such rare specimens, it was suggested that they should be reserved for the Museum in Washington, for which Mr. Varden was then collecting curiosities. The mummies were priests of the god “Apis; ” and, on examination, the papyrus manuscripts, although in excellent and legible order, proved to be of such antiquity that it was impossible for the literati of that day to translate their meaning.

Languages, like nations and religions, take their turns and seem to prove the mutability of nature. Mr. Varden’s design being ineffectual, the mummies were subsequently deposited in the Patent Office, Washington, and removed thence to the Smithsonian Institute.”

The eccentric Junius, was one of contradictory tendencies at times.  He cherished life in all forms, forbidding the killing of animals in his home and following the practically unheard of practice of vegetarianism.  At the same time though, he was friends with people like Sam Houston and Andrew Jackson.  Original Boothie John C. Brennan once said how odd a gift he thought the mummies to be for Jackson as Jackson wasquite good at, “shooting people and producing his own cadavers”.  The actor who wept during his organized funeral for dozens of killed pigeons, did not have the same reverence, it seems, for the remains of the long dead Egyptians.

According to Michael Kauffman in his book American Brutus, no donation record can be found for Junius’ mummies at the Smithsonian.  Nevertheless, as I visited the Smithsonian’s National Museum of Natural History and explored the Ancient Egypt exhibit today, I couldn’t help but wonder if one of the mummies on display once belonged to Junius Brutus Booth.  At least then there would be a real “Booth Mummy”.

John Wilkes Booth looking for his father’s donated pair of mummies in the Smithsonian.

References:
Booth Memorials: Passages, Incidents, and Anecdotes of Junius Brutus Booth (The Elder) by Asia Booth Clarke
American Brutus by Michael Kauffman
The photo of JWB in the Smithsonian was taken using the Augmented Reality function of Michael Kauffman’s new publication, In the Footsteps of an Assassin.  After purchasing the book, smartphone users are able to download an app which provides tour commentary on the go.  It also includes four augmented reality photo ops in which an overlay of Lincoln, Mary Todd, JWB or Lewis Powell, can be added before taking any picture.  Now, I can take snap a photo of Booth anywhere, without any photo editing required.

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Mystery Pictures Part II – Bits and Pieces

Time for a bit of trivia and entertainment here on BoothieBarn.  Try your best to see if you can figure out what is shown in each of the twelve pictures below.  This time, I have only given you bits and pieces of the entire item or place.   When you think you’ve got them all (or given up) click on the “Check Your Answers” link below.  Good luck!

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Check Your Answers!

So, how did you do?

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Booth and Lincoln

“In 1863 or 1864, Robert [Todd Lincoln], on vacation from Harvard, was traveling from New York to Washington and waiting at the train station at Jersey City, New Jersey. While standing in line for tickets on a station platform, Robert was pressed by the crowd against the waiting train – which than began to move forward – and he fell into the narrow space between the train and the platform. He was helpless to escape when a hand grabbed his coat collar and pulled him up onto the platform. Robert turned to find his rescuer to be Edwin Booth, America’s most revered stage actor who was traveling to Richmond, Virginia with his friend John T. Ford (owner of Ford’s Theatre in Washington, D.C.) to fulfill an engagement. Robert recognized the actor and thanked him by name. ‘I was probably saved by [Mr. Booth] from a very bad injury if not something more.”…Robert later wrote that although he never again met Edwin Booth in person, he always had a “most grateful recollection of his prompt action on my behalf.'”

The story above is a fairly well known and publicized coincidence between a Booth and a Lincoln. The book I quoted from is Jason Emerson’s biography of Robert Todd Lincoln, Giant in the Shadows: The Life of Robert T. Lincoln. Mr. Emerson was a speaker at the 2011 Surratt Society Conference in which he discussed this encounter between the two men. He recounted that, as time progressed, the story of Edwin saving Robert Todd, became more and more grandiose. In one version of the tale, Robert Todd was supposedly knocked unconscious by the fall and Edwin pulled up his limp body. The most extreme incarnation though, was the one that had Robert Todd Lincoln oblivious to the fact that he was on a set of train track as a train came barreling down towards him. With almost superhero speed, Edwin Booth then ran forward and leapt into the air, tackling Robert out of the way of the train just in time.

A Reader’s Digest illustration of the Booth-Lincoln encounter

Though that last version had very little basis in fact, the true story continues to be told over and over by many newspapers, magazines and websites, due the palatable irony that surrounds the characters. We all know how this Good Samaritan tale would one day be eclipsed by a different “Booth and Lincoln” story.

References:
Giant in the Shadows: The Life of Robert T. Lincoln by Jason Emerson

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“Thus perished four…”

The day after the four conspirators were hanged, one soldier penned the following letter to his family back home in New York:

“Camp Stoneman  D.C.

July 8th 1865

Darlings at home

Before you receive this you will probably have read all about the execution of the conspirator’s at the Washington Penitentiary yesterday.  My regiment was on duty immediately in the yard and around the gallows.  Consequently I had a fine view of the preparation and the final execution of the criminals.  The yard was an enclosure by high brick walls and buildings of probably a half acre of ground.  The gallows was erected at one corner about 30 feet from a door which lead into it from the prison.  The platform was about ten feet high and the beam from which the ropes was suspended was about 10 feet above the platform.  That portion of the platform for 4 feet which was a sort of trap door hung upon hinges and supported by a single prop which was to be knocked out from under them by a sort of battering ram.  The prisoners were accompanied to the gallows by the officers in charge of the execution and their spiritual advisers.  Who in behalf of each thanked the officers and soldiers who had charge of them for this uniform kindness to them.  And after praying with them (and I never heard more eloquent and stirring appeals made to a throne of diving grace) they were caused to stand up on the fatal trap, where their arms were tightly tied behind them and their legs tied at the ankle and knees – the cap drawn over their face the rope adjusted and drawn tight around the neck the signal given and four unhappy victims were suspended in the air by the neck.  I stood very near on horse-back where I had a good opportunity to see every motion.  I did not discover the least motion of a single muscle on Mrs. Surratt – and but very slight on Atzerodt.  Payne and Harrold did not pass off so quickly.  Harrold showing signs of life for nearly five minutes and Payne for full seven minutes.  After hanging for the space of 20 or 30 minutes they were taken down, laid in rough boxes, and buried near the foot of the gallows.  Thus perished four of the greatest criminals our land has ever produced.  And my only regret is that the balance of the band had not shared the same fate.  It seemed hard indeed to see a person bearing the almost divine shape of woman lead out by men alone executed and laid away with none but the hands of rough soldiers to care for her.  I never before saw such picture of absolute despair and fear upon the face of a human being.  Mrs. Surratt was nearly unable to stand.  In fact Payne was the only one of the party that showed any signs of courage or manliness.  I see by the papers today that the clergymen who attended them express much hope that they passed from this to a better world.  If so, how much better than they to their intended victims whom they endeavored to send into the presence of their God with one moment’s preparation.  I hope it will be my fortune to witness the execution of Jeff. Davis, & then shall I, indeed, feel that the rebellion is crushed.  And when you hear any one say that Jeff. will never be hung, “that Andrew Johnson is President and that he is supported by officers who are good and true,” in such hands we are safe.  The day has come when we have in authority those who care more for their country than they do for themselves or party.  And I trust that it may be long before any others shall obtain the reins of Government and seek again to draw us down to ruin.

Then I have written you a good long letter, at least, a long one.  And shall have but very little room for anything else – though as tomorrow is Sunday I presume I shall write again.  I wrote you a good long love letter but a day or two ago, as I shall not mail this till evening perhaps I will write a little more before I send it.

Give my love to all the friends.  Kiss the dear children for me.  Good day to you and God bless you all.

Most affectionately,

S.D. Stiles”

The author of this account is Sampson D. Stiles who was a member of the New York Cavalry.  The photographic record does not show any soldiers on horseback as Stiles states he was, but it is know that General Hartranft requested cavalry members to report to him:

“Mil. Prison Wash. Arsenal

July 6th, 1865

Colonel-

I will require a Company of Cavalry in addition to the twenty sent me today.  Will you be kind enough to order them to report to me at 8 o’clock tomorrow morning.  I will need them only during the day.

Very Respectfully – Your Obt. Servt. –

Bvt. Maj. Genl. Gov. Com’dr. M.P.

Colonel Taylor

A.A.G. –Dept.Wash.-”

So while we see no mounted soldiers in the execution photos, the request for Cavalry soldiers and the details in Stiles’ letter home gives the strong impression that he was there.

Sampson Stiles’ 1905 obituary in a Vermont paper

References:
Stiles’ account comes from the James O. Hall research papers
The Lincoln Assassination Conspirators – Their Confinement and Execution, as Recorded in the Letterbook of John Frederick Hartranft edited by Edward Steers and Harold Holzer

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Herbert Ridgeway Collins – A Living Legend

As opposed to most of the people I talk about here on BoothieBarn, the subject of this post is a man with no historical connection to the Lincoln assassination.  Even further afield from my modus operandi, the subject of this post is also very much alive.  In fact, this week he celebrated his birthday.  My reasoning for departing from my ‘regularly scheduled assassination programming’ is to highlight a very unique man who has lived the most interesting life of anyone I have ever known.

To start this off, I have to admit that I only met Herb Collins for the first time less than a month ago.  Through our mutual friend and researcher Jim Garrett, I had the opportunity to make the acquaintance of Mr. Collins when a group of us went exploring in his home county of Caroline County, VA.  After this relatively brief introduction and tour of his historic house, I called him up and spent an entire Sunday attentively listening to this remarkable man.  This weekend, I will again be driving into Virginia to spend the day learning from him.  What follows is merely a small sampling of some of the unique experiences he has had and shared with me.  There may be some mistakes in my narrative, as I am going from memory.

Herbert Ridgeway Collins is a native born son of Caroline County, Virginia.  The house he grew up in, still owns, and has transformed into a personal museum is called Green Falls and was built in 1711.  It has been in the Collins family since the 1787 and is on the National Register of Historic Places.

Green Falls in Caroline County, VA

Herb has furnished the house with many beautiful antiques and he can give the origin of every single one.  From a mirror belonging to President James Madison to rare chairs with matching pairs in Mount Vernon, Green Falls is remarkable in its furnishings and history.  Some local historical societies schedule tours of his magnificent place, while Herb occasionally gives private tours to those he catches admiring the house from the road.

Herb Collins giving a tour of his beautiful Green Falls estate

In addition to the main house, Herb also purchased a period plantation overseer’s house from a neighbor.  He had the structure physically moved a few miles down the road and placed next to his house.  He then painstakingly restored the very dilapidated building to its original glory and furnished it accordingly.  The most amazing part, however, is that this has been what Herb Collins has done, merely in his retirement.

As a young man, Herb was always interested in history.  When he joined the army as a young man, fate smiled on Herb.  A secretary of a Missouri congressman bought a house opposite of Herb’s Green Falls home.  Through her, Herb was able to secure a position assigned to the Pentagon.  Here he was responsible for preparing the top secret briefing charts for the Secretary of the Army.  He was also able to take a genealogy class through the National Archives that coincided with his love of history.  When he wasn’t on duty or in class, he was working on a book of his own family’s genealogy.  At the age of 22, he published it.  It would be the first of many books that he would write.  After six years in the army at the Pentagon, Herb was discharged.  The class he had taken in genealogy made him very desirable to three different institutions, the Library of Congress, the National Archives, and the Smithsonian.  In the end, Herb decided to join the Smithsonian where he became a junior researcher in the Smithsonian’s political history collection.  He eventually made his way to the top, retiring as the Executive of the American History Museum and division chief of the political history collection.  It is during this period that Herb Collins met, dined with, and acquired items from practically every President and First Lady from Harry Truman to George Bush, Sr.  Here are some of the stories, both long and short, that he told me about his time at the Smithsonian:

  • Herb recounted to me his first trip to meet Harry Truman.  The Smithsonian did not have a lot of items from Truman’s time as President.  Herb traveled to Truman’s home of Independence, Missouri and met with the former President and First Lady Bess Truman.  Herb’s genealogical education made him aware that he was distantly related to Bess Truman, and that both Bess and Harry Truman were related to families from Port Royal, VA (on a side note, Herb seems to know the genealogy of every old family in Virginia.  His memory of families and connections is uncanny).  According to Herb, Harry Truman was the kind of guy that enjoyed making a person feel uneasy.  Every sentence that Herb spoke, Harry Truman would battle a response right back to him, trying to throw him off.  When asked if he had any sports memorabilia to give the Smithsonian, Truman said he didn’t because he couldn’t see well to bat in baseball so they made him play umpire because you didn’t need to see to be umpire.  When Herb said he didn’t have anything from Truman in the Smithsonian, Truman just answered, “Well why don’t you get something?”  Eventually, Truman found that for everything he said, Herb was able to come up with an answer for him.  After that he stopped acting difficult and slapped Herb on the back and invited him to see some political cartoons he had framed out in the back office.  Truman enjoyed when people took punches at him like Herb had done and he had framed some of his favorite political cartoons that had mocked him when he was president.  Together Herb and Harry Truman laughed and joked about them, and Truman genially offered some of his items to Herb for the Smithsonian.
  • When President Dwight Eisenhower died, he wanted to be buried his complete uniform.  At the funeral home that was preparing the body, they found that they did not have a shirt or socks that matched his uniform.  The funeral home called the military history department of the Smithsonian and asked them if they had any extra matching shirts and socks that they could have to bury Eisenhower in.  As a matter of fact they did.  When Herb had left the army, he donated his uniforms to the Smithsonian for his period in history.  The shirt contained Herb’s laundry mark.  With his blessing, the Smithsonian sent over Herb’s old shirt and socks to the funeral home.  President Eisenhower was buried in Herb Collin’s issued shirt and socks.
  • Herb Collins became good friends with JFK’s secretary, Evelyn Lincoln.  Two books in his collection are autographed copies of hers with long messages of appreciation and friendship.  Evelyn Lincoln was married to a man named Harold Lincoln.  Herb was unaware that Harold’s nickname was ‘Abe’ Lincoln.  One day he received an invitation in the mail to attend a rally for Abe Lincoln, who was running for Congress.  He ignored the mailer.  Days after the event, Evelyn called Herb and asked him why he didn’t come to support her husband’s run for Congress.  Herb told her that he didn’t know Harold went by Abe, and that he thought “Abe Lincoln running for Congress” was just a joke.  The two had a good laugh about it.
  • After JFK was killed, Jackie Kennedy and others toured the country trying to raise money for a JFK museum.  They traveled with exhibits about the late president to raise funds.  Herb wrote to Jackie informing her that the flag that flew over the Capitol on the day of the President’s funeral was hers.  She wrote him back thanking him for letting her know that.  One item that went traveling to raise money was the famous Resolute desk from the Oval Office.  Johnson didn’t want to use the desk as he found it too big.  Those of you who have seen the movie, National Treasure 2: Book of Secrets, will know that the Resolute desk plays an important part of Nicholas Cage’s clue finding.  In the movie he makes his way into Oval Office and, by pulling out drawers to the right length, unlocks a secret compartment in the desk: While you may all be shocked to learn this, there is no hidden compartment in the Resolute desk.  Herb Collins has taken the Resolute desk apart, “a dozen times”.  He told me it all comes apart fairly easily and he helped pack it up when it went on tour to raise money for the JFK museum.  When it was done touring, Herb took control of it and placed it in the collection of the Smithsonian.  It stayed, on display in the Smithsonian until Carter asked for it back.  According to Herb, he was out to lunch one Wednesday and when he returned to the Smithsonian he had a message from Jimmy Carter asking for the Resolute desk to be placed back into the Oval Office by Friday, as he wanted to show it off to some foreign delegates.  Herb said he took it apart, had it transported over to the White House, and reassembled it for Carter in the Oval Office right on time.
  • Herb had the chance to meet many Presidents but he spent more time with the First Ladies.  He stated that his favorite first lady was Pat Nixon.  According to him she was the most down to earth.  In conversations with Herb, she never said, “The President” or “Mr. Nixon”, it was always just, “Dick” and she invited Herb to refer to him as the same.
  • Herb has written over 25 books.  During his time at the Smithsonian he created almost encyclopedic volumes about political flags and lanterns, as well as writing books about the transportation methods of the presidents.  He was one of the first to call attention to a fall that Mary Todd Lincoln suffered in a carriage accident that caused her to suffer recurring dizzy spells that may have exasperated her mental decline.
  • Herb has a credit in the Lincoln assassination book by Dorothy and Phillip Kunhardt entitled , Twenty Days.  He recalled when they came to the Smithsonian and wanted to photograph the conspirators’ hoods and jail keys.  At one point, they wanted a picture of what was thought to be Mary Surratt’s hood.  Looking around, Herb couldn’t find a female bust to place the hood over.  In a pinch he saw a bust of Henry Clay, Kentucky’s noted politician who served multiple times as Speaker of the House and was John Quincy Adams’ Secretary of State.  According to Herb, Henry Clay had a small, feminine enough looking head to pass as Mary Surratt’s.  So, Herb slipped the hood onto Henry Clay’s bust and the Kunhardts photographed it.  Sadly, that particular shot did not make it into their Twenty Days book.

There were other stories and insights Herb shared with me from his time with the Smithsonian, but these are the main ones I can remember for now.  Herb is an unending fountain of information and I am looking forward to the many conversations I will have with him in the future.

UPDATE:

Yesterday I once again spent the day with Herb.  We visited the Caroline County library in Bowling Green, VA where Herb has his Herbert Collins Room.  The room holds his massive collection of books about genealogy, Virginia history, and the history of Caroline county.  It is a private research room accessible by appointment only.  After that Herb and I traveled to nearby Essex County to visit an antique store in Tappahannock that he regularly purchases items from.  Herb’s only purchase for the day was a copper kettle that he said would match one he already had at Green Falls.  While at the antique store, Herb openly talked with other patrons and helped them pick out pieces.  Through these conversations with strangers, I met the president of the Restore Port Tobacco organization.  He was pleasantly surprised that I knew about the Chimney House in Port Tobacco, behind which George Atzerodt’s carriage shop was purported to be. Apparently the Chimney House is on the market now.  After this we traveled back to Herb’s home and subsequently ended our day together.  The following is some of the pictures I took yesterday:

 

The Herbert Collins room at the Caroline County Library

Herb Collins researching in his room

The left image is what the Overseer’s house (mentioned above) looked like before it was moved to Green Falls and restored. The right image is what the house looked like while renovations were underway. The house is a sight to see today.

 

Herbert Ridgeway Collins and his portrait 

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