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THE STATE A Weekly Survey of North Carolina Knlvrod «• м<оп4-е1ма June 1. 1933, >1 lb. PoiloWre il IUI-IjI.. Norib Carolina, under Ihe Art of March 3, 1879, Vol. VIII. No. 12 August 17, 1940 In and Around Fayetteville Where there's plenty of history, ninny fine old buildings, interest¬ ing* people and where lliero is unusual progress in evhlenee at this partieular time. K;/ CARL GOLRCII II К тип you want to see.” said Oscar Breece. of Fayetteville, ‘i* Walter S. MaoRae. He can tell you ns much about Cumberland County as anybody I know of.’’ We went around to Judge MacRae’s office, lie wasn’t particularly busy at the moment go Oscar explained the purpose of our visit. ‘ЧЛ nil to help you in any way I can," be said. “Cumberland County is the garden spot of the world. I’ve traveled pretty extensively in my day and time -as a matter of fact, I be¬ lieve I've visited practically every I dace except Apex and Jerusalem — •tit I’ve never Been a section that could bent this.” He rose from bis chair, walked around bis desk and gazed out of the window for a moment. "Have you over bean! of Sheriff W. H. Mar.h r he inquired. Wo replied in the negative. “Sheriff Marsh." be continued, “was n great big husky fellow. He really looked like a sheriff. One day a little ten-year-old boy came into bis office, sniffling and crying. ‘Mr. Sheriff,’ ho said, 4 want you to come out to my bouse and stop my daddy and mother from lighting. When T wake up in the morning they’re fight¬ ing. When I come home from school they’re still fighting. And the last thing I hear at night is them .till at it.’ ‘“Well, sonny,’ said Sheriff Marsh sympathetically, ‘that's ton bad, and Г11 have to see what can bo done about it. Bv the way, who is votir daddy!’ “T dtinuo,' whined the youngster. ‘That’s what they’re lighting about'.” That was the beginning of Judge Macliae’s discourse on interesting things in Cumberland County. It was followed by three or four more anec¬ dotes, hut on second thought wo be¬ lieve we’ll just forgot about them, lie's a very entertaining conversa¬ tionalist, but his stories didn’t have quite as much historical background as we desired. So we shook hands and returned to Oscar’s office. “Let me see,” he ruminated, “who else I can think of." And then, after a moment or two of deep thought: “I know the very person you ought to see — Mrs. E. R. Mc- Kothan. Come on; let’s get in lin¬ ear and drive around there." A Lovely Old House And this time. Oscar’s guoM was a good one. Mrs. McKcthnn is a charming woman and she knows ev¬ erything thorn is to know about his¬ torical data of Fayetteville and Cum- wers&son How the Old Market House looked fifty years ago as farmers brought their meats and produce to town. Iicriaud County. She live» in «m- « >f the oldest houses in the state: a lovely three-storv frame structure built in 1789. It originally was a tavern- « 'old «Spring Tavern and was built and op¬ erated by Dolphin Davis. Mrs. Me- Kethan showed us a reproduction of a newspaper advertisement, signer! by- Mr. Davis, which appeared in the Fayetteville Observer September 14. 17 SO, announcing the opening of the tavern “for the convenience of the publick.” Iu the rear of the house i- a beautiful old-fashioned garden that is a delight to l-hold. On the in»id.« are exquisite antiques which have been in the MeKcthan family for many long years. The original timlters, weatherhoarding and some of the floors of the house are still to lie seen in the Structure. As interesting a home as we have seen iu many a day. If you were to ask the average North Carolinian to mention three things in connection with Fayetteville, the chances are that his answer would lie: "The old slave-market, I'm Creek and Flora Macdonald." The so-called slave-market is one of