. Life and reminiscences from birth to manhood of Wm. G. Johnston . and on ourright, was a quaint looking edifice, 40 X 40 feet, with acorner standing toward the pike, and having a hippedroof. This was a meeting-house, belonging to aPresbyterian congregation; and here for many yearsworshipped The Negleys, Aikens, Burchfields, Spahrs,McClintocks, Baileys, Berrys, Barrs. The pastor, not yet in middle life, tall and slender,usually wore a cloth cap, and was not addicted to clothesof a clerical cut. ** A man he was to all the country dear;And passing rich, with forty pounds a year. Sometimes, t wa


. Life and reminiscences from birth to manhood of Wm. G. Johnston . and on ourright, was a quaint looking edifice, 40 X 40 feet, with acorner standing toward the pike, and having a hippedroof. This was a meeting-house, belonging to aPresbyterian congregation; and here for many yearsworshipped The Negleys, Aikens, Burchfields, Spahrs,McClintocks, Baileys, Berrys, Barrs. The pastor, not yet in middle life, tall and slender,usually wore a cloth cap, and was not addicted to clothesof a clerical cut. ** A man he was to all the country dear;And passing rich, with forty pounds a year. Sometimes, t was said he did nt get the forty, andto square the account occasionally forgave the nigh a score of years later, when settled down inlife, as among the new comers,—a term applied by oldresidents of the valley, to all who had not lived there aslong as themselves—with a wife and numerous oliveplants, I sat under the ministry of this same man ofGod. A little way beyond the church, and set well backfrom the road, was the old tavern of Pap Beitler, famous. i !i i Some Famous Hostelries. 293 for its suppers of spring chickens and waffles. A lesserone, built of logs, stood and yet stands on a lot just east ofthat now occupied by the Emory M. E. Church. Whileunpretending, and exceedingly modest in appearance itwas likewise a place where a dainty supper was to be hadas our winter sleighing parties could avouch. It waskept by another Pennsylvania Dutchman, who also com-monly bore the affectionate title of Pap,-—^Pap Fritch-man. And still farther on, at the forks of the road,where the Greensburg pike (now Penn Avenue) and theFourth Street Road (now Fifth Avenue) met, was stillanother hostelry of wide fame, kept by a prince amonglandlords,—Henry Barker. This was the Point BreezeHotel,—the same at which under his predecessor Ispent part of the summer in 1839; and which I hadknown even earlier when one Thomas McKeown was itshost, who probably built it. Where the roads met w


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