There isn’t much remaining at Frenchtown these days to remind anyone that this place was a bustling commercial spot. But it once was on the maps of the newly formed nation as boats, wagons, carriages, and trains brought people and freight to this little Chesapeake Bay port. The reminders of this activity largely faded away around the middle of the 19th century.
But the beautiful old mansion house or tavern was a survivor. When Frenchtown was put to the torch during the British attack during the War of 1812 it was not touched. Then as the transportation revolution disrupted the order of things as the canal and railroad bypassed the hamlet, this sturdy old building remained, ready to make a run through a large part of the 20th century.
Built around 1800 as a mansion house it was on the estate of
Frisby Henderson, a large landowner in the area. The two and a half story English brick building
had 17 rooms with fireplaces on each floor, and elegant interior molding and
finish.
The mansion became a public inn at some point as traffic on the main route between Baltimore and Philadelphia grew. Travelers stopping at the village included Andrew Jackson, Davy Crockett, Daniel Webster, Henry Clay, Sam Houston, Louis Napoleon, Stonewall Jackson, and an Indian delegation, which included Chief Black Hawk.
Lorenzo Alagia bought the property around 1944 from the
estate of a Philadelphia theater owner. At
that time, the land once occupied by Frenchtown was part of a 300-acre asparagus
farm and the tavern, a private dwelling, the Baltimore Sun reported in 1969.
The Algias ran the tavern as a business until a devastating fire swept through the inn on Nov. 21, 1957. The business never reopened as the flames heavily damaged it. As Singerly Fire Company battled the flames a wall caved in, injuring two Singerly firefighters, Bob McKeown and Harry Hammond.
Then in June 1964, the unoccupied remains were hit agan by fire, totally leveling the empty structure. While it had survived the British attack and the burning of the village, the 167year-old tavern had been totally removed from the shoreline as the second fire finished the destruction.
Flames destroy the Frenchtown Tavern in 1964 (Cecil Whig, June 18, 1964)
Frenchtown was never more than a village with its tavern, wharf, warehouses, stables, and a few dwelling, but it experienced more than its share of notable events. And the old tavern was a central part of the story, hosting, the great and the near-great over the centuries.
Much more research needs to be done on the Frenchtown Tavern and this little corner of Cecil County, to fully develop the story.
If you drive down Frenchtown Road these days, you will find
it hard to believe that a bustling village once existed where this ancient land
meets the Elk River. Steamers came teeming up to its wharf, driving the narrow
river into a cauldron of waves and whistling locomotives flew along its shoreline
with its loads of human freight, reported the Cecil Whig more than 150 years
ago.
Frenchtown
Today the quiet county road south of Elkton makes a straight
line for the river, past open fields once grazed by cattle, neat modern homes,
a centuries-old burial ground and then, at its end the flourishing overgrowth
of woods and vegetation. In the thicket there,
just past where the land becomes private property, the water of the Elk River
emerges quickly.
The commercial point that grew up in this vicinity two
centuries ago was, for decades, a prominent place. However, it would have remained a quiet setting
if it hadn’t been for its location on the western end of a short portage route
across the top of Delmarva.
After the Revolutionary War, the popularity of the route for
passengers and freight grew. A regular
line of vessels began sailing from Baltimore to Frenchtown. As boats churned their way to the port, it
established itself as a busy relay point on the main line of travel between
Philadelphia and Baltimore. Statesmen
and the traveling public came journeying through.
Teamsters driving freight wagons and men cracking the whips on horses pulling stagecoaches gathered at water’s edge as sailing boats docked. The large volume of traffic eventually led to the building of a turnpike across the narrow neck of the peninsula.
War of 1812
For all of its arresting history, there is none more thrilling than the high-drama that took place there during the War of 1812. On the morning of April 29, 1813, 150 British Marines roared toward the small village. A group of anxious defenders awaited the attack as enemy barges loaded with invaders bore down on a hastily erected, poorly equipped fort.
As cannonballs flew through spring air, the marines stormed ashore, forcing the defenders to retreat. A fishery, warehouses, goods, and vessels lying at anchor were plundered and burned, reported the National Intelligencer.
The era for steam transportation arrived early on this
shoreline. Barely two months after the
enemy attack, the first steamboat to float on the bay, the Chesapeake, started plying
the route between Baltimore and the village, according to the History of Cecil
County.
A broadside advertising the railroad in the 1830s. Source: Cecil County Directory, 1956.
At the end of the 1820s, new technologies and increasing travel
led to the incorporation of a pioneer railroad company, the New Castle and
Frenchtown. One of the first lines in
the nation, it was first to penetrate the fields and woods of Delmarva.
Canals and better rails caused the village to fade. With the completion in 1837 of a rail line through
Elkton, one that didn’t require steamboat connections on each waterway,
business on the Frenchtown route started declining. By 1858, stagecoaches, wagons, rail cars, and
steamers no longer converged here, crowding down to the old shoreline.
The trackbed had been abandoned by 1858, and the county
turned it into a “common neighborhood road,” the Whig wrote. As the affairs and tools of men changed, it
dwindled down to a quiet spot, a place that by that year only had a country
hotel, a house for people to use as an untroubled retreat away from the noise
and dust of busy life.
With that, the remains of one of the earliest railroads in
the country started disappearing. As the
Civil War tore the nation apart, carpenters tore down the old railroad depot. It had some time ago ceased to be of any use
and was “standing only as a monument of the former importance and greatness of
Frenchtown,” the Cecil Whig observed in 1863.
Soon, only the road’s desolate banks and a bridge existed as evidence of
the enterprise.
These are some of the highlights of a place that is saturated
with the past. Of course, there were
happenings before this time. French
Acadians settled there in the years before the American Revolution, according
to old records. Patents of land at the
top of the 1700s make mention of the place, but all of that is a subject for
another day.
History Isn’t a Stranger at Frenchtown
Off in the thick overgrowth of bushes and trees, a place
where the bright sunshine of a spring day has trouble penetrating, are the
remains of some of the area’s early settlers.
Here and there a few rays of sunshine make it through the thick foliage,
revealing gravestones of people who lived during great periods of America’s
past.
All is quiet at Frenchtown right now. The only thing disturbing the idyllic scene, where history is not a stranger, are faint songs of birds and the occasional drone of a car or a distant motorboat. But that once was not the case. Angry men cried out in alarm, and cannonballs tore through the spring air, in defense of the shoreline. The shriek of the steam whistle disturbed the tranquility of woods and fields. And the locomotive, carrying its human freight chugged along its specially built path
The Cecil County Fair, which opened for the first time on Oct. 13, 1880, in Elkton, was organized in a whirlwind of activity. In just a quarter of a year, organizers accomplished daunting tasks such as acquiring fairgrounds and preparing the property to receive thousands of visitors.
An 1893 postcard for the Cecil County Fair in Elkton
Once Cecil’s agriculturalist incorporated the Cecil County Agricultural Society earlier in 1880, the first order was to raise money, so the managers sold stock valued at $10 a share. Organizers put the shares at this low value so that every tenant farmer in the county could have a voice in the management of the society, newspapers reported.
Encouraging farmers to support the agricultural society, one
newspaper remarked that, “the entertainment that will be awakened among our
farmers and the information that will be acquired by the comparison of stock,
agricultural products, and methods and experience must constitute a value that
can be measured in dollars and cents.”
Once the Society raised sufficient money, the organizers purchased 27-acres of land owned by A. G. Tuite on Elkton’s northern edge, right next to the railroad depot (Railroad Avenue today). This expansive parcel stretched along the west side of North Street from the north of Railroad Avenue to part of what is now Elkton Heights.
It was a most convenient location, only 300 yards from the Railroad Station. Visitors in the cars weren’t required to seek conveyance to the grounds. Proceeding at what must have seemed like a dizzying pace, the ground was promptly broken as fences, a race track and structures were built. One of the most notable exhibit buildings, Mitchell Memorial Hall, opened for the fifth season in 1884.
After that, in early autumn, thousands of people poured into the fairgrounds at Elkton. In 1887, the Morning News reported that over 14,000 people were admitted at the gates to see the exhibits, examine the agricultural products, look at new farming equipment, listen to talkative politicians, enjoy the delicacies of the food concessions, and attend the races.
Mitchell Memorial Hall at the Cecil County Fair, a circa 1894 photo.
After over a long run of successful years, criticism of racing and gambling at the fair started growing. “A county fair should not be made a place where young people may be tempted into so ruinous a vice as gambling. Whatever may be said of pool selling as a feature of horse racing, certainly there is no connection between the legitimate purpose of a county fair and such gambling layouts as those which have trapped the unwary at Elkton (News Journal Sep 13 1895). About this time the state legislature starting threatening “race-track gamblers and outlaw race tracks with laws to prevent gambling (Philadelphia Times, Feb. 28, 1898).
The last fair, the nineteenth one, took place in September 1898. Up to almost the last minute the following year, people eagerly anticipated the big annual event so it was a “great surprise” when it was declared off on Sept. 27, 1899. “The lack of interest by the people of Cecil County compelled the managers to take action and announce to the public that the Elkton Fair” was a thing of the past (Morning News, Sept. 28, 1899). The Whig remarked, “The immediate cause of discontinuing the annual exhibitions was the general public’s lack of interest in them,” The Cecil Whig reported on Feb. 10, 1900. When the Society tallied up the balance sheet, the assets were $6,928 while the liabilities were $17,708.
A broader perspective on why the fair ceased to be a drawing card was delivered by the Evening Journal on Oct,. 6, 1900. The “Elkton Fair starved to death, although sustained artificially by a time by the men who conducted a nest of outlawed race tracks and used the fair grounds at intervals for gambling and racing purposes.”
Cecil County Fair Starved to Death
The Cecil County Fairgrounds was sold under the auctioneer’s hammer at the courthouse door on Feb. 6, 1900 to satisfy a mortgage held by the Mutual Building Association. The real estate included 27 acres of land, a half-mile racing track, a grandstand with seating for 1,200, judges’ stand, Mitchell Hall, and cattle and other shedding, were sold on Feb. 6.
“The passing of the Cecil County Fair, which years past has attracted thousands of people together annually, is to be much regretted by the residents of Cecil County,” reported the Middletown Transcript . “The grounds were adapted for fair purposes, situated along the railroad. Here annually gathered together people from all parts of Cecil County and from Chester County, Pennsylvania and from Delaware. The people of the county were proud of their fair, which was at one time was considered second to none in this part of the country (Feb. 17, 1900).
George R. Ash, the editor of the Cecil Democrat, acquired the property for $8,400, less than one-third of the original cost (The Times, Philadelphia, Feb. 07, 1900). The editor sold the old fairground to the Elkton Improvement Company for $10,000 in June 1900. This Company was established to convert the property into building lots.
As a new century moved along memory of this annual happening started fading into the twilight.
For additional photos of the Cecil County Fair in Elkton, see this post on the Cecil County History Facebook page.
CECIL COUNTY AND THE MOON LANDING — For anyone old enough July 20, 1969, is one of those days that is permanently etched into memory. On that Sunday, the United States landed on the moon.
A few days earlier on July 16 when the three
Americans rocketed from this planet in a small capsule destined for the
moon people took notice since Cecil County had a strong connection to
the nation’s space program.
The Elkton Division of the Thiokol Chemical Corporation had contributed greatly to the mission. Thiokol motors
had been used in every manned space flight beginning with the Mercury
series in May 1961 and when Apollo 11 launched for its flight a number
of Elkton division motors were onboard, playing a vital role in the
mission, the Cecil Whig reported.
Then when Astronauts Neil Armstrong and Edwin “Buzz” Aldrin Jr. became
the first men to land on the moon there was great excitement. It was
almost as if everyone in Cecil County was watching as people fixated on
living room television sets.
“We will remember” is how the Cecil Democrat’s Columnist George Prettyman headlined his weekly column, Rural Ramblings.
He goes on to capture the moment for us: “Even though it happened right before our eyes, even though we heard their voices, even though the whole historic episode happened as it was planned to happen to the most minute detail, there was an air of unreality about it all. It was as though the TV set was dreaming, and we were observing a fantasy far too miraculous to be true…”
“When that heavily-booted foot came
dramatically into view as Astronaut Neil Armstrong made his careful
descent from the spacecraft, a feeling of exultation, subdued somewhat
by the accompanying chill of awe, came over us; and we gasped in
wonderment, as did millions of other viewers, for then it became a
certainty that a man would be setting foot upon the moon. In a moment,
the first human footprint was implanted upon the dusty surface of the
moon,” Prettyman continued. “The scene was somewhat eerie. . . . . .”
As we celebrate the fiftieth anniversary of the historic moon landing, we are sharing some of the local coverage of this epic moment as covered by county’s two local newspapers, the Cecil Whig and the Cecil Democrat. Cecil County and the moon Landing had a strong connection.
In the center of the county seat, the Elkton Doughboy Monument honors the men and women who died while serving in the U.S. military.
After some discussion about creating a memorial, the project moved rapidly forward, and residents contributed $10,000 toward the proposal. Joseph H Sloan, an Elkton firm, contracted with the Rutland Marble Company of Rutland, Vermont, to produce the approved design.
On November 11, 1921, the mothers of soldiers who died in the war unveiled the White Vermont Marble monument at the courthouse yard in Elkton. The stonecutter had permanently chiseled 17 names into the fine piece of durable marble, names of young soldiers who did not return home (Cecil Democrat).
Dedication of the Elkton Doughboy Monument at the courthouse (North & Main) in Elkton on Nov. 21, 1921.
The inscription reads: “This monument is erected by the people of Cecil County in grateful recognition of the services of the men and women of this county who, on land or at sea served their country in the World War – 1914 – 1918 – and in special remembrance of the men of this county who in that war, “Laid down their lives that others might live.”
On each side of the statue of an American soldier at parade rest are paneled slabs inscribed with the names of the men who made the ultimate sacrifice.
The Elkton Doughboy Monument was moved from its original placement, the northeast corner of North and Main streets, to its present location at the armory in 1941, when the original courthouse was torn down and the property was turned over to the Town of Elkton.
The Library of Congress has made the first two newspapers available online at www.chroniclingamerica.loc.gov, which provides free, open access. There, you can do text searches and see the original pages.
On the Fourth of July 1919, Cecil County celebrated
Independence Day in a grand style. The
largest event took place in Elkton as thousands of people saluted the soldiers
and sailors who had served in World War I.
They were welcomed home with a rousing reception on that particularly glorious
Fourth of July 100-years-ago.
The Cecil Whig announces the Fourth of July Celebration in Cecil County. Source: Cecil Whig, June 28, 1919. from Chronicling America www.chroniclingamerica.loc.gov
Never had Elkton been so “lavishly and artistically
decorated,” proclaimed the Cecil County News as the Maryland Colors blended
gracefully with the red, white, and blue.
Nearly every residence, store
and public building in town was decorated in gala attire.
Leading the parade, the Navy Academy Band was followed by
Harlan (Wilmington), Principio and Elkton bands. The men returning from France formed the
first division, and the colored soldiers headed by a colored band from Chester,
PA followed. Next came, horsemen, red
cross units, and floats.
The Cecil Democrat wrote:
The poor old dilapidated Civil War vets had a place of honor, just behind the young heroes of the nation. Yes, we shared the glory of that day with the heroes of grand old Cecil. The Spanish American War veteran heroes were in line, and of whom we are as proud as any other. . . . And the colored heroes were in line. Yes heroes because they went every step of the way with their white comrades and did battle fierce for the very same old uncle and flag that we all so proudly love.”
At noon the soldiers, sailors, marines, and nurses enjoyed a
delightful feast at the Armory. The
colored troops were served at Providence Hall.
Festivities continued throughout the afternoon and
evening. The bands gave a concert and politicians
delivered speeches. Over at the
ballfield, the Elkton and Pennsylvania Railroad teams turned out for a game
despite the intense heat. At the end of
the ninth inning, the score was tied, three to three. However, when the visitors refused to go on the
umpire awarded the game to Eklton.
Around 6:00 p.m. more things to eat were handed out,
followed by a public reception and dance in the Armory and Providence
Hall.
A most pleasing thing, the Cecil County News thought was the
banning of automobiles from the line of march.
The result was that the immense throng of people who visited Elkton was able
to view the parade in comfort and safety.
The only thing marring the pleasure of the day was the memory of those who laid down their lives in the war, the News added. A large draped canvas on the courthouse yard bore the list of names of those who made the ultimate sacrifice.
This Fourth of July in Cecil County was one to remember
Company E at the Elkton Armory soon after it opened in 1915. Many of these soldiers would serve in World War I. Source: personal collection
These July days are an excellent time for enjoying that smooth and creamy summer treat, ice cream. That is especially true on hot, steamy Eastern Shore days like we are currently experiencing, as few pleasures are as comforting and cooling as a double scoop of the frozen dessert.
Ice cream has been the quintessential way to offset the summer’s heat for a long time – so long, in fact, that it has a history as long as that of our country. Ice cream was already a delicacy in the 1700s when the 13 original Colonies formed the United States. George Washington served it at Mount Vernon. When James Madison was elected president, his wife, Dolly, served the frozen dessert at the inaugural.
Back then, the frozen treat was complicated to make and preserve and procuring the necessary ingredients could be a problem. One of the earliest problems was freezing the cream mixture when it was warm outside. Then someone discovered that mixing salt with ice made a substance much colder, so the ice cream freezer was invented. The first ones were called pot freezers. The cream, sugar, and other ingredients were beaten by hand. The mixture was then shaken up and down in a pan of salted ice until it was frozen.
Ice Cream in Cecil County
In the nation’s early years, the fashionable dessert was a luxury confined to the wealthy. Martha Ogle Forman, who resided at a sizable Cecil County plantation on the Sassafras River, Rose Hill, wrote in her diary that she served “a large silver goblet of ice cream ornamented with a half-blown moss rose . . . .” at a dinner party on June 1, 1819.
In 1843, the hand-cranked ice cream churn, a device something like a butter churn, was invented. The ice cream mixture was poured into a metal container set inside a salted ice tub. A hand crank revolved inside the metal can, keeping the mixture in constant motion as it froze. With this device, ice cream was more easily made.
William J. Jones, a prominent 19th-century lawyer, provided the first written account of ice cream being served in Elkton, around 1834: “ . . . I have eaten ice cream of many flavors made by the most celebrated confectioners, but never any that compared with what I ate at Mr. Jones’s store on the Fourth of July fifty-one or two years ago, when I and another boy scraped up six cents and bought a fippenny bit plate with two spoons in it. It was flavored with lemon; vanilla had not yet been imported into Elkton.”
Whether “Ellios
Jones” or “John Stymus,” a baker, first sold ice cream in Elkton was an open
question, Mr. Jones wrote in Elkton in the 1830s.
Ice Cream Season in Elkton
In succeeding
years, ice cream lovers here eagerly awaited the warm season so they could
again have the simple pleasure of tasting the cold treat. One particularly hot June day in 1848, Editor
H. Vanderford, Jr., of the Cecil Democrat, was in his office, “panting
for a little fresh air,” as he plotted the “overthrow of the Whigs.” As he poured over his exchanges (other
newspapers), a smiling girl entered with a large vessel “filled to the brim
with the most luscious ice cream.”
Editor Vanderford said that for at least a half-hour, as “he worked on
the cream,” he thought no more of the Whigs, the “barnburners (a splinter group
of Democrats),” or other such things.
The transition from the “season of coal stoves to the tropical heat,” which often put one in the “melting mood,” provoked a longing for the cold, sweet treat. There is “nothing more refreshing in hot weather than a glass of delicious ice cream,” Editor Palmer C. Ricketts informed Cecil Whig readers in 1852. He wondered who would engage in Elkton’s summer confectionary business that season.
He did not wait long for the answer. Mr. J. E. Brown soon came to the Whig office with “a glass a piece for all hands, and two for the Devil (printers’ assistant).” Editor Ricketts heartily approved of the treat, saying he had always found Elkton’s ice cream superior to the same article in the cities.
A Business Opportunity for Elkton
The editor remarked that there was a business opportunity in Elkton: “An ice cream saloon, nicely furnished and with proper accommodations, would be a profitable enterprise. The best arrangement . . . is a garden well supplied with trees and tables just large enough for two persons scattered about here and there among the trees and shrubbery. We have seen such a place in a village, and though it offered a charming opportunity for a tete a tete.”
Mr. Ellis Jones
opened a spacious air parlor, which the newspaper predicted, would be a “most
popular resort for ladies and gentlemen these warm evenings,” soon after the Whig
made its suggestion.
With the thermometer often pushing 100 degrees during the scorching summer of 1853, Editor Vanderford did not know how he would stand the heat were it not for the nearby Crouch’s Ice Cream Saloon. A plate of vanilla was just the thing to keep him from “wilting into his boots. There was no pleasanter place to “lower one’s temperature during the scorching weather than at Crouch’s,” he wrote.
Mrs Hall’s Confectionery in Elkton. The choicest ice creams and water ices. Source: The Cecil Whig, May 9, 1868 on https://chroniclingamerica.loc.gov/
For the delicacy of the warm season of 1859, luscious and tempting ice cream could be found at Mrs. C. H. Hall’s confectionery shop, nearly opposite the Elkton courthouse. It was served “fresh and nice from the diary of Mr. J. B. Booth.”
Ice Cream Industry After the Civil War
Later in the 19th century, the ice cream industry blossomed as the dairy product became more readily available. But in the years before the Civil War, when one of the few chances to cool off during scorching weather was to stroll over to the meadow by the Big Elk Creek and hopefully catch a puff of air, perhaps nothing said summer more than the churning of ice cream. It sure said it to Cecil County’s two newspaper editors, Mr. Ricketts and Mr. Vanderford, for they always looked forward to testifying to the quality of the season’s first “manufactured” batch.
Each year hundreds of graduating seniors receive high school diplomas in Cecil County. However, in June 1964, when nine students at George Washington Carver School in Elkton stepped forward to receive degrees, it was a particularly historic moment for it marked the end of segregated high schools in Cecil County. At the commencement five boys and four girls walked proudly across the stage, receiving well-deserved diplomas from Principal Charles Caldwell. The final graduating class was made up of Edward Townley, Genevieve Jones, Bryant Wilson, Carolyn Clark, Robert Henson, Barbara Banks, William Calm, Dorothy Waters and Robert Owens. After all these years students at that school still glowingly recall experiences and some of the people who helped them meet the challenges.
Clifford Jones Graduated from George Washington Carver High School in Elkton in 1960
Clifford Jones’ George Washington Carver ID Card
While the old high school is long gone, 66-year-old Clifford
Jones’ memories are as indelible as the ink on his diploma. For the class of
1960 graduate, there was the feeling of accomplishment at getting his diploma,
but the friendships developed during those times in a tight-knit school are
important too. “We did not have a football team, but we competed in track and
basketball. Our team was in the regional playoffs, and we went to Hyattsville
to play there. On the track we were good, and we got to compete in Chestertown
and other places.” Despite being out of school for almost a half-century, Cliff
remembers the teachers who influenced his life and the lessons they instilled
in him. “Mrs. Bessicks, my first-grade teacher, I can never forget for she was a
pillar in the community and her husband taught music. Mrs. Fitzgerald taught
English. Our teachers were dedicated and set high standards. All of them lived
right here in Elkton and we saw them in church on Sunday and wherever else we
want. Mr. Caldwell, the principal, was fantastic but he was strict. If I got in
trouble in school, he would spank me and then call my mommy.” Cliff went on to say that when he got home
his mother, Margaret Coursey, would be waiting and he would get another
spanking. He also recalled that Mr. Caldwell helped him get his first job at
Merrey’s Candy Store at the corner of High Street and North Street.
Graduating in 1953 Fletcher White brought his yearbook to
show us. He too echoes Cliff’s observations as we recently walked around the
property, while the two men recalled many good times. Fletcher’s father built
houses too and we had a chance to see some of his work as Fletcher recalled
working on the school building.
Fletcher White Graduated from George Washington Carver High School in 1953
It has been over 40 years since students filled the classrooms
and wandered the halls of the Board of Education’s administrative offices on
Booth Street (the former high school). Nonetheless,
many pleasant memories of that quick, fleeting journey through the halls of
George Washington Carver are still alive after the passage of decades. Life’s journey there brought many valuable
experiences, lessons, and knowledge to young scholars, as well as life-long
recollections and friendships. We enjoyed spending a pleasant couple of hours
with Cliff and Fletcher as they shared memories from decades ago.
Fletcher James White in the 1953 George Washington Carver High School yearbook. Source: Fletcher White
The 1960 George Washington Carver School Officers. Clifford Jones was the class treasurer. (Cecil Whig, June 2, 1960)
Notes
The information from this article is from an interview we did in 2007 with Clifford and Fletcher. Clifford passed away on Oct. 7, 2018. We always enjoyed our chats with Clifford over the years as we often talked about the past. He was an engaging storyteller, had many fascinating life experiences, and always had something interesting to share.
The Freedom Riders started incursions into the sharply segregated deep South to confront Jim Crow laws in 1961. For the campaign, young people boarded buses heading into states where they tested a Supreme Court ruling declaring that separate interstate travel facilities were unconstitutional. But this era of protest also involved visits to northeastern Maryland as hospitals, restaurants, bars, theaters, motels, and other public places were segregated.
Core Route 40 Campaign Brochure (Civil Rights Movement Veterans website hosted by Tougaloo College, 1961 a website)
https://www.crmvet.org/tim/timhis61.htm
Cecil’s central location on the main route between Washington, D.C., and New York put it on the forefront of this protest movement. Along Route 40 and Route 1, restaurants and gas stations also denied service to African diplomats and subjected them to the same Jim Crow humiliations as African Americans.
At the height of the Cold War, this worried the Kennedy administration as it undercut efforts of the “Free World” to win friends in emerging nations. Since an all-out effort was required to assure a friendly and dignified reception for diplomats so the nation’s foreign policy wouldn’t be damaged, the White House created a special protocol section in the State Department. Detailed to smooth out domestic public policy wrinkles the Soviet bloc leveraged to its advantage, the agency pressured roadside restaurants and gas stations to serve African diplomats.
A Cold War Problem on Route 40
From his summer White House in Hyannis Port, Mass President Kennedy made a personal appeal to end discrimination, the Baltimore Sun reported. “In a telegram to a luncheon meeting of Harford and Cecil County community leaders, the president called for voluntary cooperation for an immediate end to segregation.” Other federal officials appealed for support from some 200 prominent citizens of the two counties in stamping out incidents of racial discrimination, particularly against African diplomats.
After many places cooperated by serving diplomats, an enterprising reporter from the Baltimore Afro-American caused a stir. Posing as a diplomat, he dressed in traditional African garb while stopping at businesses along the highway. In disguise, he was warmly greeted and photographed, but service was refused when the journalist returned as an everyday person. Many felt this was unjust since some citizens of the United States were denied equal treatment.
All of this sparked the Congress of Racial Equality (CORE) to piggyback on the federal desegregation efforts in Maryland. When attempts to change things stalled in the legislature, CORE launched a Route 40 campaign. Four African Americans were jailed after refusing to leave the Bar H Chuck House in North East on Sept. 5, 1961. After being booked at the Cecil County Jail, the “sit-downers” staged a hunger strike.1,2,3
Police officers carry Rose Robinson of Philadelphia to court. (Whig Photo)
After thirteen days of fasting, they were sent to sent to Crownsville State Hospital for a mental evaluation. As quickly as possible, the prisoners received a thorough mental examination, and “to nobody’s surprise, they were found to be completely sane, so the next day they were booked back into the Cecil County Jail 4. Shortly after that, the court suspended their $50 fines and they were quietly released.
Months later in November 1961, the promise of a massive Freedom Ride along the corridor prompted about half the restaurants (35) on the dual highway to begin serving everyone and CORE called off the ride. But they promised to check on thing soon.
In December 1961, some 700 freedom riders rolled up and down the road in northeastern Maryland, demonstrating at 40 segregated restaurants. The only violence of the day occurred when one newspaper editor punched his rival for photographing him arguing with a protestor,” the Baltimore Sun reported. “Riders, restaurants owners and police got along with one another much better than that generally.” The ride had been ordered to fulfill a pledge to hit every segregated restaurant on Route 40 between Baltimore and Delaware. Two arrests were made at one restaurant in North East and another place in that town tried to avoid the protestors by charging $4 an hour for parking.5
Freedom Riders on Route 40
Summing up the situation on Route 40, the Afro American wrote: “This situation concerning segregation in Maryland is one in which the President is concerned, our allies are concerned, and Dick Gregory is concerned. About the only person who doesn’t seem too concerned is our dear Governor Tawes.6
Four Lanes to Trouble was how Life Magazine titled this photo (Life Magazine, Dec. 8, 1963)
Keeping the pressure on Governor Tawes and the legislature to continue moving forward, the Freedom Riders returned a few more times. In 1962 five protestors were arrested for trespassing at Rose’s Dinner in Elkton.
In March 1963, Governor Tawes signed into law a public accommodation law, making Maryland the first state south of the Mason-Dixon Line to ban discrimination in restaurants and hotels. The law became effective after the 1964 election.
In Conowingo, two African students from the Union of South Africa were arrested for trespassing at a Tavern on U.S. 1. While public accommodation laws had been passed, the Cecil County Sheriff said the place was a tavern and thus it didn’t fall under State or Federal public accommodation laws. Eventually, the charges were quietly dropped, once the State Department got involved. A few months later the Sheriff received a call to the same place and arrested three African-Americans from Lincoln University. “Sheriff Startt said he didn’t know what was in the federal Civil Right Act. I work under State Law and I only know the state law,” the Baltimore Sun wrote.
While some incidents occurred after the law became effective in 1964 discrimination was no longer legally tolerated in Maryland restaurants and motels and the campaigns moved elsewhere in Maryland and the nation. After the public accommodations laws passed there were Freedom Riders on Route 40, but they were usually passing through such as when groups from the north came through for the march on Washington.
Notes & Sources
In August 1963, a group of CORE marchers passed through Cecil County, heading for Washington. D. C. (Cecil Whig, Aug 23, 1963)
Core and Freedom Riders on Route 40
Core and Freedom Riders on Route 40
Core and Freedom Riders on Route 40
Endnotes
The Reporter, Trouble on Route 40 by Anthony J. Lukas, Oct. 26, 1961 (New York[↩]
Afro American, One Way to Get in a Mental Hospital, by James D. Williams Sept. 30, 1961 (Baltimore[↩]
Cecil Democrat, Refuse to Enter Pleas, Sept. 09, 1961[↩]
George Potts was appointed to a two-year term as bailiff in June 1908. The salary for the man who constituted the entire police force was $50 per month and the council had an assignment ready for him when he took office. The Town had erected large signs warning of the eight M.P.H. speed limit for automobiles and it wanted the bailiff to enforce the law in the town of 2,487 residents. Within days, Bailiff Potts arrested his first speeder when he detained a Baltimorean who was fined one-dollar and court cost.
In 1923, the charter and the ordinances updated responsibilities for the bailiff. He was required to “devote his entire time to the duties of his office,” and to wear a “blue uniform and suitable badge of office” when on duty. Specific responsibilities were:
Preserve order within the town;
Keep a
constant oversight of the streets, pavements, gutters, sewers, ditches, lights
and property of the town;
Patrol the
town at least once each twenty-four
hours and see that the ordinances were observed;
Superintend all work upon
the streets;
Report nuisances to the Board;
Act as a messenger at all town meetings; and
Impound any horses, cattle swine, or geese found at large.4
The 1920s, a time of prosperity in the United States, were a period of improvement for Elkton law enforcement. The size of the force doubled when a full-time night officer (O. P. Humes) was added in 1928, at a salary of $50 per month. The chief still called the bailiff for one more year received $60 a month. About the same time, the Town purchased guns, belts, and uniforms for the men. As another mark of progress, the Town installed its first traffic light to regulate the flow of vehicles at two main arteries, Bridge and Main streets.
Some four months after the Great Stock Market Crash, the Town purchased its first patrol car, a Ford Phaeton from Warren W. Boulden (1930). The vehicle, complete with a bumper and spare tire, cost $493.40. A local newspaper, the Cecil Democrat, criticized the purchase: “. . . although the Elkton Police may be short in number, they are now long on equipment. A year or more ago they were furnished with impressive looking revolvers and Sam Browne belts, and now an automobile in which to dash around. Certainly, Chicago racketeers and gangsters should steer clear of Elkton.”As the essentials of a modern police department slowly emerged, the bailiff was regularly called Chief Potts by Elkton’s press corps. Nonetheless, not until 1929 did Elkton town minutes routinely confer the title of the chief to Potts, though he had functioned as the lead law enforcement official since obtaining his first appointment in 1908 when James F. Powers was president of the Council.
Elkton’s First Police Chief
Law enforcement activities were typical for a rural Eastern Shore community, in the decades leading up to World War II. For example, in 1929, while national, state and county lawmen occupied themselves with chasing “rumrunners” and “bootleggers,” Chief Potts arrested two young men in connection with the theft of money from the Express Office. One of them had a revolver hidden under his shirt. A few years later in 1932, four burglars, one of them armed with an automatic pistol, had a shootout with Chief Potts’ night officer. During that incident, Patrolman Randolph discovered a grocery store burglary in progress. When he commanded the culprits to come out, he was greeted by a volley of shots. Randolph emptied his service revolver at them, but the men vanished in the darkness. Within days, Chief Potts had the four culprits in custody, without incident.
Eight years before Chief Potts’ appointment, the first automobile punctuated the quiet of an Elkton day, and thereafter traffic enforcement matters would increasingly occupy the tiny police department. For example, one summer Sunday in 1918, a vehicle sped through town. When the bailiff held up his hand to stop it, the lady passenger waved and kept going. Potts reached a telephone in time to have Deputy Sheriff Seth detain the car when it reached the jail. At the hearing, the owner, a Miss Winwood, was asked why she did not stop when signaled and she answered she thought the “handsome officer was flirting.” The “bailiff blushed modestly,” an Elkton paper reported.
Vehicle accidents started jarring the county seat during the second decade of the 20th century. The first time it happened in 1917, the dreadful squeal of ripping metal coming from the Bridge Street railroad-crossing cut through an early summer evening. Four people (the Simmons family and their hired hand, George Foster) had been wiped out when a fast express train collided with their vehicle. This was the town’s first automobile fatality. Some fourteen months later, Elkton had its first pedestrian fatality involving an automobile. This occurred when a six-year-old, Gladys R. Vandergrift, was struck by a car.
During lulls in police work, the daily routine was occupied with public works tasks. Three days after taking office, he had a force of workmen out “dressing up the streets,” according to one newspaper. When the Commissioners were anxious to complete filling the marsh south of Main Street in 1925, the Board announced that anyone having coal, ashes, or other suitable materials should notify Bailiff Potts and he would have it removed. At a board meeting in February 1930, he was instructed to place a pipe for a driveway on the building lot of David Frazer on E. Main Street. Such were the typical day-to-day maintenance tasks of the bailiff.
The dark days of the Great Depression were a time of fiscal restraint for municipal government in Maryland. Council announced in June 1933 salary reductions of 10 percent across the board for all employees. Chief Potts’ salary, however, was reduced from $1,560 to $1,456, almost 7 per cent.
Chief George Potts Retires
Chief Potts retired in 1935, after having served the town for 27-years. The announcement first appeared in county newspapers in April when he notified the Town Council that he would not be a candidate for another term.” At the first meeting of the Board of Commissioners in June, Chief Potts was praised “for having served the town faithfully for 26 years [sic]” and he was presented with his equipment. His salary that year remained at $1,456. That last fiscal year, the town devoted $2,867 to law enforcement (almost 10 percent of its expenditures).
The departure of this tireless public servant was a time for a change. Jacob T. Biddle was hired to replace the chief. Biddle and the other officer, David J. Randolph, were to alternate between day and night work and they had identical authority. With Chief Potts’ retirement, the town also hired its first superintendent of Public Works. That official, Russell M. George, took charge of all “town work,” in addition to his previously held duty of Water Plant Superintendent. He had 10 to 25 men engaged in town activities, working for him according to newspapers.
The period after his retirement was an unsettled time for the small force. Just when it seemed a smooth transition might have taken place, the Department was involved in an international incident. On November 27, 1935, the highest-ranking diplomat from Persia (Iran) and his wife, who were traveling through Elkton in an automobile, were stopped for speeding. When the ambassador protested that his diplomatic immunity was being violated, he was forcefully handcuffed and taken to the Elkton jail by Officer Jacob Biddle. The Roosevelt Administration and Governor Harry Nice made public apologies on behalf of the United States government, but somehow the incident kept snowballing. In 1936, the minister was recalled to Persia. Furthermore, neither town officer was made Chief. At various times in the next decade, the Superintendent of Public supervised the police, President Henry H. Mitchell assumed responsibility, and an officer, W. Coudon Reynolds, carried the title.
Chief George Potts, 74, died in September 1940. Newspapers noted that he had filled his position with the town “most efficiently for about 28 years.” At the time of his passing, the Town Council attended the funeral in body and Mayor Henry H. Mitchell issued the following statement:
The Town of Elkton and the whole community, has just lost one of its most conscientious and respected citizens. I feel a deep sense of personal loss in Chief Potts’ death, and I am grateful for his friendship. He embodied every quality of honesty and integrity, and in the years he served the town, night and day, heedless of long hours of hardship and fatigue, he discharged with unfailing loyalty.