The REGISTER man took a drive the other evening down to Bakerton by way of Moler’s Cross Roads, and he has thought that what he noticed might not be uninteresting in print. The first impression is that the road from the Charlestown pike to Mr. Geo. M. Knott’s, four five miles, is far superior to the average country road. Mr. James M. Hendricks has been the supervisor for anumber of years, and he has it in splendid order. Nearly all of it has been macadamized, and as the work is still being pushed it will not be long until every foot of it is piked. If all the road supervisors were like Mr. Hendricks Jefferson county would soon get its name up. At Moler’s Cross Roads it was very quiet. The regulars were either at work or at supper– we reckon most of them at the latter– though they had begun to gather to practice pitching horse-shoes, in preparation for the great contest to take place between them and the Bakerton champions.
Our next stop was at Mr. Jacob S. Moler’s, near Bakerton. That neighborhood is getting to be a sort of a Klondike region. Extensive repairs are being made to the old Virginia ore bank property, which has recently been bought by Mr. Edward Mealey, of Hagerstown, and the mine will be worked at its fullest capacity. The new iron ore bank just being opened by Messrs. Moler and Trail is almost ready for business. The necessary machinery is in place, and in a few days active operations will be commenced on what we hope will be an important and profitable venture. During the past wek or two several shafts have been sunk on the land of Mr. J. S. Moler and the fact again established that he has iron ore of excellent quality almost as plentiful as clay. Mr. Moler showed us very rich deposits in the old workings, just waiting to be dug out and shipped away. Mr. J. G. Hurst, of Harper’s Ferry, is interested in opening up Mr. Moler’s mine. The iron is not quite up to the Klondike gold in value, but it is just as certain to pay good money and a great deal easier to get at.
A gathering storm prevented us from stopping at bustling little Bakerton, but we learned that business is just as brisk as ever at that place. A stone crusher has recently been set up there, giving employment to an additional number of men. The stone that is not suitable for lime is made into ballast for the B. & O. Railroad. Mr. John Baker, the manager of the works, did a generous thing the other day. When asked for a donation towards the new Lutheran Church at Uvilla he told the building committee to send down and get all the lime they needed, free of charge. It was a very liberal donations, and one greatly appreciated.
Before we left Mr. Moler’s he gave us a fine specimen of an Indian grain pestle, which showed that it had been used long and often to pound the grain for their bread. Mr. Moler found it on his farm, which was evidently at one time an Indian camping-ground. Many interesting reminders of the red man have been found. The vicinity of his spring was evidently the home of an aboriginal arrow-maker, for innumerable chips of flint and arrows of various sorts may still be found. A few yards from his house is a mound in which are a number of Indian graves, over which have grown oak trees of a peculiar sort. Several of the graves have been opened, and the crumbling bones of the savages that have lain there for perhaps hundreds of years exposed to the gaze of the curious. No relics were found in any of them, however. We prize our pestle very highly, and it makes another important addition to our growing collection.
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