Senator Carozza's Update - General Assembly's Closing Week

 

      

    

                         

Misleading-

The top story graphic and headline this morning (4/8) on delmarvanow.com  (Salisbury Daily Times) may have given some readers the impression that the Eastern Shore would be experiencing the solar eclipse in totality.  

Monday 4/8 Solar Eclipse-

Time of maximum eclipse coverage in the Pocomoke City/lower  Eastern Shore area is 3:22pm.

Most of the major television networks will broadcast from areas of 100% eclipse totality.  

(View NASA's total eclipse digital broadcast;)

2024 Total Solar Eclipse Broadcast (nasa.gov)

(Even if viewing the partial eclipse here locally review this safety info first and do not view outside in person unless you're wearing special protective eyewear made for this purpose:)

Total Solar Eclipse Safety (nasa.gov)

Time Machine: 100 years ago this week in Pocomoke City's newspaper; 2010, 1929, 1898, 1914.

 

May, 2010

Baltimore Sun

December, 1929

Delmarvia Star (Wilmington)

Footnote:  Mother Nature stepped in with the August storm of 1933 that created the current Ocean City inlet.

February, 1898

Sunday Herald (Baltimore)

July, 1914

Boston Evening Transcript

(Shore Daily News, 4/5/24)

Another historic marker has been approved by the Virginia Board of Historic Resources for the Eastern Shore.

A sign honoring Gargaphia, the plantation home of Anne Toft (ca. 1642-ca. 1687), who became the wealthiest woman on the Eastern Shore in the 17th century, was approved this week.

Toft settled in Virginia by 1660, when fewer than one-fifth of English immigrants were women. While she was single, Toft engaged in international trade and defended her interests in court. She was a friend and supporter of Col. Edmund Scarburgh II, a burgess and Virginia’s surveyor general. Toft acquired more than a total of 30,000 acres in Virginia, Maryland, and Jamaica. Indentured and enslaved laborers worked on her land. Toft married Daniel Jenifer in 1671.

Her great-grandson, Daniel of St. Thomas Jenifer, was one of the signers of the U.S. Constitution.

The sign is proposed to be placed on Route 13 at the intersection of Gargatha Landing Road. Shore History is the sponsor for the marker.

Military training exercises in Worcester County

 
          (File photo)

Military Exercise in Worcester County

The Worcester County Sheriff’s Office is aware that the National Guard is conducting training exercises in Snow Hill, Maryland, along MD-12/ Snow Hill Road, in the wooded area of Foster Tract Public Recreation Area on Gov. Smith Lane and St. Luke’s Road. This exercise includes our National Guard Service members and military High Mobility Multipurpose Wheeled Vehicles (HMMWV). Since this is a training exercise, there is no threat to the public.

When Pocomoke Was Young- A continuing weekly feature.

 

(Chapter flow:)

ITS ORIGIN AND TOWN LIMITS

TOWN LIMITS

GROWTH, CHANGE OF NAME, ETC.

MERCANTILE ASPECT

MANUFACTURING

TRADES ETC.

SHIPPING INTERESTS

EASTERN SHORE STEAMBOAT CO.

SHIP BUILDING ETC.

HOTELS, LIVERY STABLES, ETC.

PHYSICIANS

LAWYERS

POST OFFICE

PRINTING OFFICES

SOCIAL ASPECT, ETC.

MORAL ASPECT

TEMPERANCE CAUSE

SCHOOLS

CHURCHES

Note:  In duplicating this material for publishing on The Pocomoke Public Eye we have made minor adjustments to correct some of the spelling, punctuation, etc. We believe the errors were not in Rev. Murray's original writing but occurred in the process of formatting the material to a digital format for viewing online.

POST OFFICE. 

The postoffice, in the early history of New Town, 
was a very small affair, so small, indeed, that I have the 
impression that there was no pay for transmission of the 
mail from Snow Hill to New Town, as that was, then, the 
mail route. I am indorsed in this declaration by the fact 
that it was transmitted by individual citizens when they 
would go to Snow Hill, on business, on public days. 

As early as 1820. Michael Murray, my father, was post- 
master for New Town. When other means of getting the 
mail would fail, my father would send my two oldest 
brothers, each one on horseback, to Snow Hill for the 
mail. After these two brothers went to Baltimore to learn 
a trade, this duty at times fell upon my two next older 
brothers and myself. The mail was due at New Town 
once a week, and sometimes it would lay in the office at 
Snow Hill two weeks for the want of a carrier. In such 
emergencies, my fathers would say to us: "Boys, you 
must take the canoe," for then we had no horse, "and go- 
to Snow Hill for the mail." At that period I do not 
think I was more than eight years of age. We manned 
the boat with two oars and a paddle; as I was the- 
youngest, it fell to my lot to be steersman, as that was the 
easiest part of the work. We would start on the first of 
the flood tide. We were going on United States busi- 
ness, and being little boys, of course we felt the importance 
of our mission. When the boys would lean back with 
their oars and make a long pull and a strong pull the 
canoe, as a thing of life, would dart ahead and seemed to 
say to me: "If you don't mind I will run from under 
you." Thus we tugged and sweated until we reached 
Snow Hill. We went up to the postoffice and got the 
mail. If the ebb tide had made we started for home. 
Sometimes we would be in the night getting home. At 
such times I would get sleepy and would be afraid I 
would fall overboard. Incidents like the following have 
taken place when we have been delayed till the night 
getting home. A storm cloud would arise, the thunder 
and lightning would be terrific, the rain coming down 
seemingly in torrents. We had no covering but the 
cloud out of which the rain was descending. When we 
would be getting down near the old ferry, now the bridge, 
we would begin to halloo at the top of our voices, knowing 
that our mother would be down at the back of the lot 
looking up the river to see if we were coming. Sure 
enough she would be the first one to meet us when we 
reached the shore. The reader will learn that my father's 
house stood on the same ground where William T. S. 
Clarke's house now stands. There was no wharf then 
between the lot and the river. There was nothing but 
tuckahoes, mud and bramble. 

When I think of the incident just described with many 
others in which a mother's love has been shown, I am 
constrained to exclaim: "Oh! the thoughts of a precious 
loving mother: I once had such a mother, and the 
remembrance of her is like sweet incense poured forth." 
We arrived safely at home, ate our supper, went to bed 
and slept soundly. The next morning the mail was 
opened. The citizens would call for their mail matter. 
Some of them had friends living in the far West, on the 
frontiers of civilization, as far away as Ohio and ye Old 
Kentucky. Oh! what a wonderful sight it was then, to a 
little bey, to see a man who had come from that far-away 
country. As I have already stated the New Town mail 
was very small. There were but few newspapers in the 
country and I have no knowledge what the postage was 
on them. Letter postage was regulated by the distance a 
letter had to go. For instance, the postage on a letter 
from New Town to Baltimore was ten cents and from New 
Town to New Orleans it was twenty-five cents. Anything 
over half ounce was double postage then as it is now. 
Forty years ago there was an express arrangement from 
New Orleans to Baltimore in the form of a flying post; 
that is to say, horses on the route would be bridled and 
saddled already to start at the moment. For instance, the 
starting point would be at New Orleans, the horse was 
saddled and bridled and the rider in the saddle; at the 
moment the signal to start was given, the rider would go 
in riving speed to the next station of probably four miles 
distance, at which another horse would be all ready, the 
rider would dismount and mount again and thus pursue 
the route to Baltimore. A letter by this route cost seventy- 
five cents from New Orleans to New Town; if the letter 
had money in it or over a half ounce the postage was one 
dollar and fifty cents. How long this express route 
existed I cannot say, probably not long. In 1827, Michael 
Murray, my father, resigned the postmastership, having 
held that position from my earliest recollection. At the 
period referred to above, there was no mail pouch to put 
the mail matter in; indeed, the mail would be so small that 
it would be tied up with twine and taken in the hand, not 
larger than any one of the neighborhood mails that go out 
of Pocomoke City Postoffice at the present day. 

The following is a list of names of postmasters of New 
Town Postoffice from 1820 to 1882: Michael Murray, 
Thos. Brittingham, John Burnett, Dr. James B. Horsey, 
John S. Stevenson, Dr. Joseph L. Adreon, William J. S. 
Clarke, William H. T. Clarvoe, C. C. Lloyd, James 
Murray, Dr. John T. B. McMaster, William H. S. Merrill 
and James H. Vincent, who is the present incumbent. 
Thus the names of the postmasters of New Town Post- 
office will be preserved from oblivion to those who do not 
take the pains to search the official records for such 
information. 

I would here state that the postoffice went begging for 
an appointee as late as 1861. This was the case when it 
came into the writers hands at the above date. The mail, 
in New Town, was semi-weekly and the postmaster 
received about 80 dollars per year for his services. About 
1863, the post office became a salaried one. The post- 
master was required to keep a correct account of all 
mail matter going- through the office during the last 
quarter of the year and make a return of the same to the 
postoffice department at Washington, and his salary was 
based upon the per centage allowed him on all mail matter 
going through the office that quarter, for two years to 
come. Thus the salary was fixed every two years. 

The postoffice in Pocomoke City, at the present day. 
pays a salary of $700. It is one to be coveted and one 
that will induce a political struggle to obtain. As late, 
probably, as 1850, we had but one mail a week, now we 
have three mails a day, and soon the fourth one will be 
added. The rate of postage, then, was fixed according 
to the distance a letter had to go. Then a letter from New 
Town to New Orleans was twenty-five cents, now a letter 
postage is three cents to any part of the United States.

CONTINUES NEXT SATURDAY HERE AT THE POCOMOKE PUBLIC EYE.