We have thought “Paul Pry” the well-known Ellendale correspondent of the Chronicle exaggerated when writing of Ellendale being such a beautiful place? But one morning last week we had occasion to stop for a while in that town, and a short stroll through the place dissipated any misgivings we might have previously had as to “Paul Pry’s” accuracy of description. Ellendale, in the sunshine of this early morning, appeared to the writer to be a really pretty place. The beautiful trees, the […] verdure, the splendid building caused us to think it almost as beautiful as Milton, Yes? Ellendale is a pretty place.
Two men who belong on the Five-Fathom Bank Light Ship came from Lewes and ran amuck on Milton last week. The bailiff tried to stop their team but could not. At one time he caught their team stopped, and got between the wheels of the carriage to talk with one of them. While doing so the other jumped in and grabbed the reins and started the horse on a run. The bailiff, to prevent being run over, threw himself from between the wheels and fell to the ground. The wheels did not run over him, as was thought by the lookers-on. The men escaped.
Mrs. Fields has put electric lights into her residence, near the bridge, and taken out license to open an ice cream parlor. Mrs. Fields is a widowed lady and takes this means to make an honest livelihood, and deserves a part of the patronage of the community. This is not a paid advertisement but a generous announcement for a worthy person.
Harry Manship and John W. Jones are having their residences painted. W. Smith & Sons are doing the outside work and G. B. Atkins is graining the interior.
Miss Laura Conner returned on Wednesday from a visit of two weeks, in Philadelphia.
Harry Draper, of Prime Hook, is getting lumber on the ground for the erection of a dwelling on the South of Milton, and near the town.
The Misses Willey, of Camden, N. J., were the guests of their uncle, Captain Joseph Warrington and family last week.
The carpets are again hanging on the clothes lines, the dust pans are again being nimbly handled, the whack, whack of the tack hammer resounds through every room of the house, the busy wife and daughter, are again! Turning everything topsy-turvy, and O, my we leave the reader to imagine what the poor man around the house is doing! –for it is again, house cleaning!
Prof. W. H. Welch has closed his school at Frankford and returned to Milton.
Miss Annie Manship, of Philadelphia, is paying a short visit to Milton friends.
The Court of General Sessions, at Dover last week, is reported to have ruled that “the Local Option Law does not repeal the Druggist Law” and to have granted a license to a Dover druggist to sell “intoxication liquors for medical or sacramental purposes only.” One of the events the liquor interest has been working for. Now, watch the result.
Dr. R. T. Wilson is improving from internal injuries receive d on the 17th inst. by being thrown from his carriage by a runaway horse. He is able to be on the street.
William Faulkner has removed from the property of George Waples on Federal Street into that of Captain Hunter’s on Chestnut Street; and Mr. Waples has removed into his own property vacated by Mr. Faulkner.
Mrs. Cora Seberry, of New Jersey, lectured at the M. E. Church on Thursday evening, under the auspices of the W. C. T. U. The large auditorium of the church was nearly filled with interested hearers.
Mr. Charles Edenholm and wife, of Philadelphia, have been the guests of Mr. George Waples and wife for a few days recently.
Dr. Leonard is preparing for the bullfrog season. The doctor says, “This vegetable is going to be high.”
Mrs. Elizabeth Chandler and her grandson, William Chandler, left Milton on Saturday to spend a few weeks with her son, W. H. Chandler, at Scranton, Pa.
Unable to find a suitable place to build his barges nearer town, J. P. Davidson will build them at Carey’s Landing, a short distance down the river.
Miss Mary Fisher, of Philadelphia. Is being entertained by her many Milton friends.
Spring is beginning to show her work in the woods, near town. The oak and the hickory are shooting forth their leaflets, and the coppice is all aglow with the bloom of the dogwood. The grass is springing up along the wayside, and on Sunday mornings a delightful pastime, to some, is to lead their horses along the banks and to loll around while the animals browse upon the herbage nearby. Both of the species enjoy it. “Some take their bliss in action, some in ease. Those find it pleasure and contentment these.”[i]
William Lofland has rented a room at Scull Farm and is keeping “bachelor’s hall.”
On Saturday evening, at the M. P. Parsonage, by the Rev. G. R. McCready, Miss Laura Clifton, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Jehu Clifton, of Milton, was united in wedlock with Mr. Harry Wilson, of near town.
Walter M. Crouch, editor and proprietor of the Milton Times, is still confined to his home. The disease has developed into typhoid fever. Dr. R. B. Hopkins says he is getting along as well as can be expected.
The drought was broken on early Monday morning, when the first thunderstorm of the season visited this town. For a while the rain descended in a torrent; the gutters were taxed to their capacity in […] the streets of the water, and in some instances they were overflown. The rain has done a power of good to early vegetation; besides the dust is allayed, and we all breathe free.
The Douglass White Shirt and Overall Factory are receiving more orders for their goods, and will likely resume work on Monday next.
The Royal Packing Company has put in a pea huller.
Ex-United States Marshall John Cannon Short was in town on Tuesday.
The startling event of the week is the marriage of Miss Marie Christine Neilson, of Copenhagen, Denmark, to Dr. Robert B. Hopkins, a practicing physician of this town. The ceremony was performed at her home, in the family of ex-State Treasurer Charles H. and Mrs. Atkins on Federal Street, on Wednesday morning at 6 o’clock. Rev. Martin Damer, Rector of the Church of St. John Baptist, tied the nuptial knot. The wedding was witnessed only by the parents of the groom, and a few friends of Mr. and Mrs. Atkins; the former of whom gave the bride away. After the wedding breakfast the married pair were driven to the D. M. & V. R. R. Station and boarded the morning train on their wedding tour. The bride is a pretty Danish blond of 20 summers, and landed at Castle Garden, N. J. from her native country last November. She was engaged by W. Tomlinson, Esq., attorney-at-law, of New York City, and sent to his sister, Mrs. C. H. Atkins. She arrived in Milton on Thanksgiving Day, without knowing a word of the English language, and made her debut in Milton society on the evening of that day, at a festival given in the Masonic Temple, chaperoned by Mrs. Atkins. Since then the Danish Lady has been Mrs. Atkins’ companion, at church and places of amusement. This groom is well known in Delaware as, not only, a skillful physician, but a man of education, refinement and superior mental caliber throughout, and in prospective, one of the wealthiest men in Milton. Strange things will happen! But the marriage of “Dr. Bob” is the strangest that has occurred in this community of late. We know not how it came about! But suppose by proximity of living a reciprocal feeling was engendered, which has culminated in this, the grandest event of their lives. We hope the twain will become the beneficiaries of all the blessings that the earth can afford, and that God may give to them.
[i] From Essay on Man, by Alexander Pope. Conner has quoted from this poem before, in the July 5, 1901 issue.