Produced by Mark C. Orton, Louise Pattison and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net [Illustration: MAP _of_ GEORGE TOWN] _A PORTRAIT_ _OF_ _OLD GEORGE TOWN_ [Illustration: EARLY GEORGE TOWN] A Portrait of Old George Town BY GRACE DUNLOP ECKER [Illustration] _1951_ THE DIETZ PRESS, INCORPORATED _Richmond, Virginia_ COPYRIGHT, 1951 BY GRACE G. D. PETER SECOND EDITION Revised and Enlarged PRINTED IN THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA DEDICATED TO THE MEMORY OF MY FATHER AND MOTHER GEORGE THOMAS AND EMILY REDIN DUNLOP AND MY AUNT, ELLEN DUNLOP ALL THREE OF WHOM LIVED LONG, USEFUL AND UNSELFISH LIVES IN GEORGETOWN GEORGE TOWN GHOSTS _By_ WILLIAM TIPTON TABLOTT _The ghosts of Georgetown when they meet In haunted house or moonlit street With pride recall the functions gay When down the Philadelphia way The Federal City overnight Moved to its bare and swampy site, For Georgetown then a busy mart, A growing seaport from the start, Where a whole-hearted spirit reigned, Threw wide its doors, and entertained With wines and viands of the best-- The Federal City was its guest._ _In memory of the good old days, Whose ways to them were modern ways, Congenial ghosts across Rock Creek, With formal bows and steps antique, Rehearse a spectral minuet Where once in bright assemblies met-- Beruffled belles looked love to beaus In powdered wigs and faultless hose; Or merchant ghosts survey the skies And venture guesses weatherwise Regarding winds that will prevail To speed their ships about to sail._ _Still in the shaded hillside streets A trace of old-time welcome greets The passer-by who has a flare For scenes of old. No longer there A buoyant Georgetown stands alone, The Federal City having grown Until their boundaries overlap; So that, deleted from the map, Though once the Federal City's host, Georgetown itself is now a ghost._ _Foreword_ It is not at all in my mind to write a history of Georgetown. Several have been written, but I do want, very, very much, to paint a portrait of this dear old town of my birth where my parents, my grandparents, great-grandfathers and one great-great-grandfather lived, and which I love so dearly.