It was originally part of the Colonel Greenberry estate, and was willed by him to St. Margaret's Church, Westminster Parish. Colonel Sharpe, when he decided to make his home permanently in America, purchased it, after considerable difficulty with the vestry, and proceeded to erect thereon, three years before, a most commodious and handsome mansion. The large central house, of English brick, square and of two-and-a-half stories, stands on a slight--a very slight--eminence, from which a long esplanade of velvety lawn, set with flowers and shrubbery, led down to the blue waters of the Bay, a quarter of a mile distant. It was but one room in depth, and three in width--the entrances from the Bay and the land sides, being into a large middle room, which served as both reception and living room--with the dining-room on the one side and the drawing-room on the other. They all had great, high ceilings, beautifully carved, with cornices, mantels and doorways to match, and panelled walls, set off by soft-toned hangings. And over the fire-place in the dining-room, hung a portrait of the Governor, himself, in the red dress-uniform of a Lieutenant-Colonel of the 20th Foot. (It hangs there to-day--just as he left it when he returned to England, and gave Whitehall to John Ridout, his Secretary--showing a tall man, and a heavy, with a high forehead, and fine, well-bred face, of a florid complexion, and grave eyes that searched without repelling. He was a good man, in a measure a great man, and, yet, he failed. Not signally, as most of our governors of Colonial days, but failed, none-the-less. It was no easy thing to handle the people of Maryland, at the period of the beginning of the breaking, yet he was popular as no other governor was popular, even, in America. He was Commander-in-chief of the Colonial forces, in the French War, and, for far less services, he should have received the well deserved reward of Knighthood, and a pension--the pension, at the very least, ought to have been forthcoming. Instead--nothing: not even his Sovereign's thanks. He did his full duty, and much more--but he failed. What was the reason? Possibly, somewhere, among the musty records of the Colonial office, there is an explanation--possibly, some cabinet minister was unfriendly--possibly, the young King was, even then, exhibiting his narrowness and his bigotry. Who can tell!) The tall pillars, which now mark the entrance on the Bay-side, were not in the original construction--Governor Sharpe never saw them; and his race track and the servants' quarters, which he placed on the level ground to the rear, beyond the wide sweep of turf, have vanished. The dungeons remain, however, beneath the main house, and, in one of the wings of the mansion, the Colonel's quarters are practically unchanged.