speeding their horses by and in front of him, compelling him to be almost smothered by the dust raised by their horses' feet.
Our townsman stood the annoyance until forbearance ceased to be a virtue with him. Then he placed an order with a horse dealer for a horse to beat the crowd at whatever cost. He got what he wanted, and took no more dust from anyone.
We never heard of the toll-gatherer being robbed of a busy day's receipts, as was the case in other places, but the turnpike road was once the scene of a sensational highway robbery, when Major Bray was held up and robbed by the notorious highwayman, Mike Martin.
It is said that on Mrs. Bray's handing over her watch, the knight of the road immediately returned it, saying he never robbed a lady.
It was quite a common sight to see Colonel Samuel Jaques of the Ten-hills farm, bugle in hand, ride up and down the road to and from the hunting grounds mounted on his hunting horse and followed by a pack of hounds. John H. Hooper.