#Jo Thomson

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​To Battersea Park

By Philip Hensher.

Design by Jo Thomson.

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Book Covers of Note, May 2024

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Bolt Thrower

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Can Anybody See Me? Part 10

Hey...you know how I said I had another fic I was working on that I planned on putting up the first part for today? Yeah...that didn’t work out. It needed a lot of heavy editing and because this got finished today with only minor edits, you get this instead.

Also...I realized that until this part...I never mentioned the name of the musical they’re doing. Ooops!

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9

*

To say Steve was nervous as hell would be an understatement. He had been in drama less than a month and now he was standing on the stage watching people mill around. And there was a lot of people. People who were taking measurements for costumes. Makeup and wigs people. Apparently kids from orchestra and band were going to be playing the music in the ‘pit’. Then there were people working on sets and up in the rafters checking the lights.

He had been to couple of plays on Broadway when he was younger. Of course he had. But he never knew how much went into making it look like magic when he was sitting in the audience.

A girl came up to him and squeezed his elbow.

“You’re Steve Harrington, right?” she asked.

Steve nodded, tongue tied from the sheer panic running through his body.

“I’m Janice Montgomery,” she said gently. “You’re friends with Gareth and them?”

Steve nodded again. “You must be the badass chick of the Hellfire Club.”

Janice grinned. “Oh good, you have heard of me.”

“A middle schooler I babysit for’s younger sister looves D&D so I try to talk you up as much as possible to piss her brother off,” he explained with a grin.

She laughed out loud. “Thanks. But I understand that this is your first time doing a play?”

“Acting in front of other people full stop,” Steve said, nodding.

Her eyes went wide and she tilted her head forward. “Please tell me you at least did the school play in elementary about the benefits of healthy eating.”

Steve scratched his face nervously. “Uh...that would be a no.”

“Fuck.”

Steve hung his head. “I really shouldn’t be here.”

She shoved his arm. “Miss Lucy isn’t the type of teacher to play favorites. Thomson isn’t a large role with a lot of blocking. Mostly standing in front of everyone else reading and being annoyed.”

Steve laughed. “I could do that, yeah.”

“See? You’ll do fine. You’ll dance for the major numbers, and then that heart-wrenching scene at the end.”

“Yeah, I auditioned with that scene, because it has both the singing and the acting in it.”

“Wow,” Janice said. “That’s impressive.”

Steve blushed. “Another middle schooler I babysit is in the drama club and asked him for pointers.”

“Well at least you know how to strategize,” she said. “Marty and I will help walk you through it. If have any questions come to either of us, okay?”

He nodded. “Thanks for this.”

The spot light lit them up and they both squealed from the sudden brightness.

Janice held up her hand over her eyes and screamed, “Eddie!”

Steve heard him cackle before the brightness was severely toned down.  And then Eddie dropped down in front of them, landing deftly on the stage.

“Mr Munson!” Miss Lucy called out. “I appreciate your grace as much as the next person, but one day you will break straight through this old stage and the school will not replace it.”

“Harsh, Miss Lucy!” he called back.

She chuckled darkly and went back to her notes.

“That was cool,” Steve murmured.

Eddie grinned. “She is right about the stage though. I don’t think they’ve redone it since it was put in god knows how long ago.”

Steve smiled.

Janice raised an eyebrow and then cleared her throat.

Eddie turned to her. “Congrats on getting Abby, Miss Montgomery.”

“I just can’t believe Tammy Thompson got Martha Jefferson,” Janice complained.

“I don’t think I’ve had the pleasure of hearing her,” Steve said.

“You’ll hear her a lot,” Eddie said. “She has a song in the second act.”

Steve rolled his eyes. “I’m sure it’ll be great.”

Eddie and Janice just stared at him.

“Or not...”

They burst out laughing.

“Hey, guys!” Marty said jogging up to them.

Everyone returned greetings of their own.

“So...I found out how Tammy got the part...” he said with a grimace.

“Oh no...” Eddie said. “This can’t be good.”

“Her mom is a seamstress and has offered to make all the costumes for free as well rent the wigs for a low price.”

Janice stamped her foot angrily. “With an offer like that I’m surprised she didn’t gun for my role.”

Steve looked between them confused. “I don’t understand.”

“Have you not seen 1776?” Marty asked.

Eddie and Janice turned to him and stared at him as though he had grown an extra head.

“Um...” Steve stammered, “well...I’ve been meaning to and I just haven’t got around to it, yet.” He scratched his cheek nervously.

“You mean to tell us,” Eddie said slowly, “that not only did you try out for a play you haven’t seen, you managed to get a fairly major roll for said play?”

Steve nodded, blushing a deep red.

“That’s it!” Marty cried. “You coming over to my house and we are watching it!”

Steve frowned. “How are we going to do that? I didn’t know they put plays on VHS.”

Marty clapped his shoulder. “You are in luck my friend because they did movie several years ago.”

“I guess...” Steve said shyly. “I’ll come over on one condition.”

Janice and Marty exchanged a knowing glance.

“What would that be?” Janice asked innocently.

“If Eddie comes too?” Steve bit the bottom of his lip and looked up at Eddie through his eyelashes.

Eddie blinked. “As long as it not on a Hellfire night, I’m down.”

Steve smiled softly.

“Is tonight good?” Marty asked.

Janice shook her head. “I work tonight.”

Steve shifted back and forth on his feet. “We could do it tomorrow at my place. My parents aren’t home and I have a big screen TV.”

“Sold!” Marty said.

“Yeah, man,” Eddie said rocking back on his heels. “That sounds cool.”

“I’ll bring the tape, Marty will provide drinks and Eddie the popcorn,” Janice said.

Steve looked uncomfortable. “You don’t have bring anything I’m sure I’ve plenty of stuff.”

Eddie wagged his finger at him. “Ah, ah, ah, Harrington. That’s not how movie nights work. Host merely hosts. Everyone else provides.”

Steve blushed. “Yeah, okay. Then you guys can explain the Tammy Thompson drama.”

Marty clapped his hands together and rubbed them. “It’s is sooo good.”

Steve just laughed.

“All right everyone!” Miss Lucy said. “It’s time for the read through. Mr Kincade, Mr Munson if you wouldn’t mind helping set up chairs?”

Marty and Eddie nodded. They gathered up as much seating as they could find. Those that didn’t have any lines sat in the audience around Miss Lucy, Mrs Lawson the dance teacher, and Mr Dent the choir teacher.

Steve pulled out his script and waited for his first line.

Eddie sat in the audience and Marty flopped down next to him.

“You’ve got it bad,” he said, nudging Eddie with his elbow. “He know about your proclivities toward members of your own sex?”

Eddie winced. “Tommy called me a fag often enough, but no. I don’t think he knows.”

Marty patted him on the shoulder. “You probably should tell him.”

*

Everyone showed up at Steve’s house around seven. Marty having picked Eddie and Janice up.

“I got some candy anyway,” Steve said as he led the way to the front room.

Marty and Eddie just shook their heads.

Janice rolled her eyes but they wisely said nothing. They all got set up and sprawled out on the couches.

Steve hit play and lost himself in the music. He laughed at the funny bits swooned when he supposed to, and got teary eyed at “Mamma, Look Sharp.”

“You clearly enjoyed that,” Marty said.

“It was good,” Steve said. “Not very historically accurate, though, right?”

Eddie grinned. “Nope. Barely even close. But it’s fun and over the top.”

“It certainly is that,” Steve chuckled.

“Okay,” Janice said rubbing her hands together manically. “Who’s hotter: Thomas Jefferson or Lyman Hall?”

Eddie tapped his finger on his lips. “Jefferson. Love the lighter hair and tall.”

Marty crowed. “Red heads are hot, but gotta give it to my man, Lyman Hall. When he slams Georgia’s vote to yay...mhmmm...that’s some good shit.”

Steve frowned. “You’re both wrong.” All heads turned to him in shock. “Charles Thomson and not just because that’s who I’m playing.”

“You think Thomson is better looking than Hall?” Marty asked, dismayed. “You can’t mean that.”

Steve shrugged. “Hall’s good looking, sure. Soft spoken, too. But there is just something about how the actor portrayed Thomson that just brought this strength that Hall didn’t have.”

Steve blushed. “Plus Jefferson is married and I don’t look at taken people. No matter how hot they are.”

Eddie leaned forward and put his fingers to his lips. “Steve, I need to you to be honest with us. We aren’t going to judge or flip out but...do you like like boys?”

Steve blinked. “I never really thought about it. I thought it was normal to talk about how attractive other dudes are. Me and Tommy did it all the time.”

Marty and Eddie shared a concerned glance.

Janice shook her head. ‘That’s not something straight boys do.”

“Then why were you asking us about who was more attractive?”

“Because we deemed you safe,” Marty said as if it was the simplest thing in the world, instead of the massive bomb it should have been. “I’m bisexual. I like both.”

“And I’m gay,” Eddie said bluntly, resting his elbows on his knees.

Steve blinked. “Oh. I’m not sure what I am, then.”

Janice put her hand his shoulder. “Hey, you don’t have to figure it out right away, Steve. I didn’t mean to make question your identity.”

“Just don’t freak out, man,” Marty said. “I don’t think I’m equipped to deal with water works.”

Steve cocked his head. “I mean, I guess. But there’s no reason to freak out about it. Yeah, I’ve used fag and queer as insults and that’s not good. Obviously. But finding out I like boys? Not as earth shattering as I thought it would be.”

“And you don’t mind us being queer?” Eddie asked.

Steve frowned. “No. And I understand your concern. But no. Of course not.”

Eddie nodded and then sat back.

“So you thought Tammy would want to be Abigail instead of Martha?” Steve asked Janice. “Because it’s the bigger role?”

Janice flopped back against the cushions. “Exactly. Abby has more lines, more songs, more stage time in general.”

Steve let out a chuckle. “Then you don’t know Tammy.”

Marty and Eddie leaned in.

“Oh, do tell,” Marty pleaded.

“She would want the ‘pretty’ role,” Steve said. “Especially if she’s basing her idea of the roles on this movie. Virginia who played Abby is gorgeous, but in an understated, has had six kids and worked her whole life kind of way.”

“But Blythe Danner is just straight up hot,” Marty said.

Steve snapped his fingers. “Exactly. Tammy is just vain enough to want the Martha role even though it’s smaller...”

“Because she’s prettier than me?” Janice asked incredulously.

Steve laughed. “I didn’t say that. I said that Tammy thought that.”

“Mine!” Janice said throwing her arms around Steve possessively.

Eddie’s stomach rolled. He looked away so he didn’t see Steve blush and shift uncomfortably under her affection. But Marty did.

“Hey, quit hogging the guy,” he teased. “There’s enough Steve for everyone.”

Eddie looked back to see Steve gently push her off of him. “I’ve got a lot people who already have claimed that title, you’re gonna hafta stand in line.”

Janice and Marty looked at each other in confusion.

Eddie pursed his lips. “It’s the kids, right?”

Steve nodded, but Marty and Janice’s looks of confusion didn’t clear.

“Stevie here babysits,” Eddie said grinning from ear to ear.

Steve laughed. “At least that’s what I call it so people don’t freak out. So until Eddie took me under his wing, most of my friends were thirteen year olds.”

“I take in lost sheep,” Eddie said. “Never took in a senior before. Or a former popular kid, it’s been quite the eye opener.”

Steve blushed and ducked his head. “I’ve never been more grateful to see a person in my life then when I looked up and saw you that day in Mr Vinke’s class.”

Eddie shoved his hair in front of his face and looked away, this time for a more pleasant reason then before.

Marty and Janice looked over Steve’s head and grinned.

Part 11  Part 12 Part 13  Part 14  Part 15  Part 16  Part 17 Part 18  Part 19  Part 20  Part 21

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Bathroom Breaks

⇒ Joey Jordison x Mick Thomson (Slipknot)

⇒ Slow Burn, Smut (Unsafe/Rough)

⇒ ~3.8k Words

⇒ ( ；∀；) oki so lik — dis mAY have been inspired by lik 2 other fanfics in ao3

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Mick sat comfortably in an empty loo, massaging his head from the loud music that blared from the concert he performed 6 hours ago. Needing a place to recollect his thoughts, alongside bringing himself back to reality, his immediate thought were the nearby loo’s the building they had performed, provided.

It’s not much, he felt like not dealing with the ruckus the band caused with the constant drinking & shouting they do.

Inhaling, than exhaled. It felt comforting. Sitting alone, hearing some song play &｡｡ Corey shouting outside the stalls? That didn’t bother Mick.

Until he heard the song growing louder? Breaking off whatever mediation practice he performed, his ears tingled from the door open for a second or two. As a pair of shoes stepped into the room. Becoming obvious he wasn’t the only one.

Luckily it was only a sole pair. As they walked around near the stall he sat in, directing to the sink.

Must be Clown or Chris, he annoyingly thought to himself.

Physically rolling his eyes in frustration alongside.

Mick assumed either or was there to check up on him. Probably since he sat there for a good 10 minutes or so.

Though, the more he payed attention to the shoes the unknown member wore, as he leaned his head a bit lower｡｡ doesn’t seem its neither.

Below are a pair of semi-worn down Vans shoes. The man pumped the soap dispenser, once, twice, four times. Activating the sink to clean off his hands.

Mick questioned himself who in the band wore those specific shoes. Thinking for 20 or so seconds as the faucet poured down the soap from the now washed hands. He opened his mouth, attempting to start a conversation.

Suddenly the person spoke up.

“ Clown is questioning where you went, Mick.”

“ ｡｡ Jo?”, Mick’s heart sank as he heard his voice.

A quick guess, though he could be wrong. Purely blaming the loud song, even if they could barely hear so.

The drummer left his hands wet, possibly to whip them off his black long sleeve he wore, as he walked nearby the stall Mick stayed in.

Facing one-on-one, well｡｡ sort of, as Mick stared into the stall that kept Joey on the other side.

“ Ha, no shit. What are you doing there anyways? Something wrong?”, the tiny drummer sounded concerned.

Needing to stray from any suspicions, Mick spoke half the truth, “ Nah, just needed some time to myself. That’s all.”

Joey sighed in relief, “ Heh, that’s good to hear. Is it alright if I wait for you outside? Everyone’s occupied & well, since you’re here, I was curious if we could｡｡ hang out?”

Silence.

For some reason, Mick felt heart-warmed from Joey’s response. It was common the two hangout ritually. Suddenly, as the band got in the way, they began to hang out with separate band members. Feeling butt hurt as Mick no longer heard from the drummer. Instead, witnessing him hang out with others who aren’t him.

Wishing to relieve those memories & knowing how Joey thinks, deep down. Feeling his cheeks warming up from the thought of the two hanging out, alone, away from everyone else, brought pure happiness onto him. Developing small butterflies, fluttering around his heart like a flower.

Not wanting to miss the opportunity, he agreed.

“ Mick?”

“ Of course! Of course.”, Mick interrupted in joy.

Hearing the loo stall door, pushed forward to him, it felt like Joey smiled through that door.

“ Hm”, he cheerfully spoke, “ Take as much time as you need. I’ll wait for you.”

Mick grunted in agreement. Causing Joey to step away from the door.

Still witnessing the shoes as they back up 2 feet.

Joey’s body leaned against the wall. Placing his hands behind him, observing the room the two are in.

There wasn’t much to make note of as it seems to be the typical male loo. More neater than ones he’s been in before. Quiet a coincidence he & Mick met at this loo.

Yet he felt lucky to come across his pathway again.

Lightly blowing off any hair strands from his eyesight, the sound of the metallic lock caught his interest in a heartbeat. Physically stopping whatever he was doing as Mick came out of the stall.

Smiling once again, as the little man gave a boost away from the wall. Greeting Mick with said smile.

He felt touched by his smile. Heart, metaphorically, couldn’t stop fluttering in ecstasy. Almost wanting to hug him, tightly close against his bulky figure, until Joey left out of breath. But immediately retracted since this is the first they agreed to hang out in quite some time. All Mick could do was keep his cool. Sighing in contentment.

Smiling back, “ You’re in a happy mood.”

“ Why wouldn’t I be? I pretty much get to hangout with my favorite band mate.”

Joey stepped behind, giving space for Mick to exit the loo. Mick continued to stand there.

“ That’s the first.”, he jokingly responded, “ Thought it be Corey or someone else.”

“ Yeah, yeah, him too. But I thought it be nice if we could｡｡ you know, spend time like we used too.”

Joey made his way nearby the front door. Waiting for his band mate to wash his hands or preparing to leave with him.

The guitarist stepped out, looking behind his back, making sure he hadn’t left anything valuable or important behind. Watching the toilet seat empty, he turned to form another smile. Eyeing at Joey as he made his way to the sink.

Performing the same hygiene ritual, focusing his eyes on the faucet.

Joey’s reflection could be seen through the mirror. Thinking of what to say as the same tune course out. Fiddling his hair to make himself look｡｡ presentable to Mick, with the help of the mirror.

Mick couldn’t help but eye the drummer, little by little. Somewhat embracing him & his body. Despite being clothed, his mind slowly pieced what Joey looked beneath the baggy long sleeve & perfectly fitted dark blue jeans. But avoided eye contact so the other doesn’t suspect of anything.

The faucet automatically turned off. Physically shaking off any excess water droplets, relying on the air around them to do its job in naturally drying them. Collecting himself & making sure the droplets hadn’t gotten to his grey shirt, he peeked once more to catch Joey looking back at him.

Panically, the tiny drummer thought of something to ignore the idea of explaining why he stared in a suspicious manner. Imitating a coughing sound as he rose his hand, suggesting he coughed.

“ Aah. Uhm, so are you ready to leave?”, leaning his back on the wall.

His side body faced the door. Motioning Mick to be the first to leave.

Still, Mick was unsure if he wanted to hear his band mate’s obnoxious behavior. Sure he partook in their activities from past events similar to the one he & Joey are in now, he needed a gateway so the two musicians could finally spend time.

Joey’s right hand began to lean near the door, music blasted the moment it peeked an inch or so. Alongside the music, Corey could be heard uncontrollably shouting to an unknown member. Maybe it was Sid, who knows.

Making a face of uncertainty, Mick needed to say something before the drummer moved his body.

“ How’s we｡｡ ” , Mick felt being watched by Joey, paying attention to the ceiling off of embarrassment, “ How’s we stay here in the bathroom?”

“ What??”, Joey asked.

His eye level dropped, trying to ration the words to reason with the man.

“ You know｡｡ Staying here? Away from everyone?”

Joey’s pale hand stopped holding the door, facing his entire body in bafflement. His face read loud & clear.

“ You, & I, stay in here? Am I correct?”, he asked

His right hand to sync with his sentence.

Mick made a dumbfounded face, “ Eee, yes.”

From the response alone, Joey’s face developed quickly. Conflicted by two sides in wether or not he should stay.

It’s been awhile since he & Mick hang out, & he needed a break as well. But｡｡ staying in a loo?

Last he recalled, they could leave the building & into their hotel rooms or wherever served a quick bite. Devil’s advocate played, reasoning with him that Mick started drinking. Even if his speech was that of a sober man’s.

Intentionally sighing loudly, Joey had no choice but to agree.

“ Fine.”

“ Fine what?”

“ We’ll stay here.”, Joey sounded annoyed, “ Though, it’s gonna be a pain to find some seating.”

Mick hummed. Walking past the drummer to survey the bathroom stalls once more. Not much, just separate loo’s & tp dispensers.

The drummer tagged along behind him. Feeling the warmth of another body, pressed against his back｡｡ sent small goosebumps behind his back.

Joey lowered his voice, sarcastically, “ I mean, unless you’re into lap dances｡｡ let’s head to the handicapped one.”

The guitarist burned up from the response. Right away, turning his head to face Joey’s mischievous smirk. Visibly shocked at the response, Mick grew speechless. His facial skin turning some shade of red｡｡ as the drummer giggled.

“ No.”

“ I’m kidding, dude!”, the drummer joyously responded, “ I know you’re not into that type of stuff!”

His tiny body gave Mick some space. Thinking it was gonna help. Doing so hard not to think of what the two could do if it developed THAT far. He needed a way to get back at him.

His hard hands touched the handicapped stall, feeling the same: all painted in a plastic surface. They both heard the door creaked to reveal a fairly spacious stall with a seated loo in the far left corner. Mick turned to see Joey in disbelief. Aware of whats to come, he desperately shook his head in disagreement.

“ Get in.”, pointing his thumb to the open stall.

“ No, no, no. I think I’m good!”, Joey pleaded.

Mick chuckled at such a cute response, grabbing his right wrist, as he dragged the two into the stall. All the tiny drummer could do was take it in, producing a small noise from the physical contact, thinking it wouldn’t lead to anything sexual｡｡ hopefully.

~~~~~~

With Joey in Mick’s lap, it wasn’t obvious the two would remain quiet. Suddenly the guitarist felt blessed having such close contact with Joey. Feeling his fairly toned yet plump ass on his right lap, with every centimeter of movement｡｡ the pockets of his jeans rubbed in against his lap. His arm wrapped around his back for moral support, grabbing ahold of his grey shirt to not fall｡｡ it felt oddly nice. A bit too nice.

“ So do you get this from other band mates or am I the lucky one?”

Joey faced his band mate, carrying a small smirk to help ease their situation.

Mick immediately picked up, “ No, yeah. You’re the lucky one.”

“ Haha. You should’ve told me you were feeling this way. I would’ve helped regardless.”

“ What do you mean?”

Feeling his stomach twist into a knot, he needed to know what the drummer meant.

“ Just, maybe you’re feeling those sexual angsty moments. You know, finding pornography or-”

“ Hm.”, Mick interrupted, “ For a second, I thought you meant, like, having sex with me.”

Joey fell dubious, facing the nearby wall. The guitarist slowly felt his eyes widen in response.

“ Well, if you need to.”, he admitted.

Gripping onto the back part of the shirt, his right hand laid onto his other lap. Mentally unaware if he was gonna give in or not.

Mick seemed oblivious.

Opening his mouth, thinking of something to say, though his head remained in a frantic state. Clenching his teeth on one another, he shut in. Leaving the other unaware that he was meant to say something.

It didn’t help as the warm feeling came back. Heart pumping in a drum like manner, torso slowly drenched in sweat, hands wanting to feel something of Joey’s.

For some reason Mick felt something getting hard in between his two legs. Making minimal efforts to not focus on his crotch, though, it became obvious. At least, to him.

Physically poking out even with the pants, his outer self still remained tough.

Though the feeling grew, needing to cool off, he couldn’t bluntly pass Joey off the bat. Especially from the conversation they just had.

It, it wouldn’t hurt to give it a try. Would it? Between coworkers, band mates, friends.

He wouldn’t mind, would he?

“ Mick.”

Breaking off whatever thinking Mick fell into, he switched his eye direction to face Joey. Despite the long raven black hair covering his eyes, it grew clear. Reading his mind, Mick knew what he’s about to suggest.

His back tingled from back rubs the drummer made, purposefully warming him up. Didn’t help how Joey’s hips erotically rubbed on him. Even though the music shouted outside the stalls, his mind focused more on the grinding from the jeans.

“ Are you sure you don’t want to do it?”

The way his peachy shaded lips spoke, growing unsure if they should do so.

Joey’s right hand gently touched Mick’s left pec. His warm hand slide around, creating the same rhythm. Thumb massaging his nipple to cause some sort of stimulation. A sudden dose of dopamine hit, unknowingly developing a low growl towards the drummer. Visibly repressing those feelings.

It became clear Joey felt desperate for an answer. Desperately wanting to do so as his cock had also harden.

Still maintaining eye contact, “ Let’s do it. I promise nothing will happen between us.”, begged the drummer.

Noticing their bulges popping out, they might as well do so to avoid any guesses from band mates. Gripping onto the shirt, right below his pec, heart beaten twice with every physical touch Joey caused in the man. Eyeing through his long hair. A look of covet played.

Mick felt the need to grasp for air. Getting a hold of reality yet it felt far gone once they sat in the same seat. His desire to take control of the drummer grew louder, louder, louder, & LOUDER. Wanting to get rid of some long warm feeling he felt beneath his crotch, even if it did come from a man｡｡ it’ll just be this once. Between the two.

Placing his rough hand on the drummer’s fair skin, fingertips touching｡｡ eventually his entire hand including palm felt his skin. Still feeling warm, must be his face blushing from the sudden change of emotion. Guiding the drummer to fully face him. Mick’s heavy breathing developed. Heart pounding once Joey gave a look only a woman would give off in this situation. Slowly opening his lips as Joey’s hands gave in an extra boost to keep the two closer than they’ve become.

Wanting to taste his kisses, Mick’s palm pushed in the drummer’s soft lips into his very own. Both closing eyes, receiving a peck. Hearing his soft breathing felt thrilling, giving in his urges to bond. Pushing in more to aggressively kiss multiple times all over the drummer’s lips. He grew amazed how fairly soft skinned Joey naturally was. With every kiss feeling euphoric, he shivered when Joey’s fingers intertwined with his hair. Not wanting to separate.

Joey hummed from their activities, feeling his own body melt from the treatment, he loved how Mick toyed with him.

Slathering each other’s tongues onto each other, it felt warmer than anything the two band mate’s have experienced. Having his bottom lip suckle that evolved into another kiss, he needed to have him inside. Thinking of how the two would have sex made him more submissive than it should. Digging Mick’s hair, as the air around them increase in temperature. Needing a fresh of breathe air yet the shmacking nosies & how jello Joey’s body felt, Mick couldn’t get enough.

Hearing his ears ring in joy with Joey softly moaning under his breath. He loved this side of him.

Separating their lips, a barely noticeable snail trail of saliva attached the band mate’s lips. Lightly falling onto Joey’s cleft chin. Breathing in each other, process what had happen, the grip slowly loosen up from the lack of conscious. Mick made sure he held onto the drummer, he placed his hand behind the drummer’s back area. Trying not to startle or drive further｡｡ Peeking his eyes to see Joey brush off his long hair, pushing them across his back ears, though it failed as some hair retracted back. Giving the guitarist his full attention.

Very close in doing so, the two needed to find a way to initiate it.

“ Hey”, speaking at the same time.

Witnessing Joey melt again, Mick’s grip grew aggressive.

“ Lets.”

“ Strip.”

Even though they’ve witnessed each other, taking off their causal clothes, in replacement with the baggy prison jumpsuits. Obviously it felt different, viewing each other take off their clothing, piece by piece. Mick couldn’t help but lay his eyes in how feminine Joey’s body physique looked.

Stopping his tracks midway, Joey’s exposed lower half was revealed. Facing away from him, throwing his boxers on the ground. However, Mick eyed how plump & rounded it became. The urge to help the drummer not reveal the last piece prompt in his mind. Tossing his shirt to the ground, walking right behind the drummer, his throbbing cock beneath his jeans touched the other’s bare ass. Gently grinding on his skin.

Joey flinched. Slightly turning to catch Mick’s hands massaging his shoulders. No longer feeling tense as they both made way to the empty toilet. His pale palms on the surface, the drummer embarrassingly spread his legs. Hearing the belt unbuckle & his ass being spread, he gulped. Flushing immensely, feeling his hips being held in a submissive way, at any moment Mick would go in without much thought.

Hoping he go soft for their first. Though, Joey had a feeling he won’t.

Suddenly, something harder than anything he felt, entered inside. Moaning softly where Mick could hear, whom also moaned under his breath. Luckily it went inside so easily, yet it felt huge. Too huge for his tiny frame to take ahold. Hands fisting & his toes in a tippy-toe position to support Mick’s area, Joey felt it plopping in & out.

Slowly thrusting to get the use of this rhythm.

All Mick could focus was how deep his band mate took him. Hearing the music blaring meanwhile Joey did his best to keep in his voice, though failing miserably. With each thrust entering in deeper than before. It almost seemed he was eating his cock right in front of him. Creating a sound as their skin made contact, he loved it. Though, Mick wanted to go further.

Guiding his right hand to firmly grasp his ass cheek, Joey felt shivers down his spine. Moaning somewhat loud than before, in response to what his band made did. Witnessing his hair bounce little by little due to ricochet, Mick went for it.

Aggressively yanking his long hair, forcing Joey to clash into his muscular build. The speed increase with the drummer clinging onto the surface. His volume made it clear how deep Mick went in. Every thrust aiming for his sweet spot, the louder his voice made, the faster it had gotten. Needing to let go, as his head felt lighter the longer Mick maintained this speed, the guitarist retracted.

Leaning his entire body weight over the drummer, drawing his other hand around Joey’s nipples. Groping, rubbing & pinching to increase his sensitivity as he plows his insides. Joey’s voice hadn’t stopped, clearly enjoying this treatment even if the others heard. It felt electrifying feeling Mick’s harsh breathing & grunts vibrate on him. Feeling the small smooches around his shoulder, not stopping one bit to catch a break.

What used to be kisses of pleasure, evolved into love marks.

Suckling on his fair skin & slathering his tongue all over, created goosebumps in Joey. Pleading for more as four visible marks could be seen running around his left shoulder. Though all Mick focused was making the drummer feel great. Giving out aggressive thrusts as his body leaned against the drummer, he needed to hear him scream. As the sense of euphoria hit him harder than it should’ve.

“ Ah! Mi-Mick!”, he cried aloud, “ You’re lifting me!”

He felt lighter than the many times he’s carried him. Legs trembling as the rapid pacing grew harsher. Forcing Joey to take in the wall with Mick’s bare hand pinning him against, throwing themselves against the other stall door. Vibrating his lungs out as he made a face of pure joy.

Feeling the rapid vibration through his stomach made him love the treatment. Getting ever so warmer, dripping noises of Joey’s cock spewing out cum had emerged.

The pace had slowed, giving out deep blows. Still moaning even though his voice gave out.

Mick leaned his head once more, aiming for Joey’s right shoulder. Feeling the need to cum in, sinking his bare canines in the man’s skin, he listened to it.

Biting in deeper, breathing in his smell, as he felt Joey cling harder. Blowing off his hot load deep inside the drummer. The taste of blood felt nice, hearing Joey’s light grasps for air, it felt too much like a dream. Letting off his canines to lick off any visible blood drops.

The gushing sounds of cum electrified the drummer. Slowly witnessing stars as his head began to fog out. Yet, he felt being let go in a used manner.

Taking off his cock, as his hands helped guide him down to safety. He had been placed down on the loo. Cum dripping all over his lower half, it began to leak a bit on the loo. Catching his breath though his hips ached from the pressure.

Joey heard Mick buckle himself. Handing over his boxers during the process. Trying to grasp on reality, he accepted the offering.

“ Well. That was｡｡ something”, Mick took his shirt & put it back on, “ I’m surprised you’re still up.”

Going over to Joey’s belongings, helping him get dressed.

“ This isn’t going to be, like, a normal thing. Is it?”, massaging his head to keep him awake.

Mick peeped over his shoulder, thinking of what to say.

“ Maybe.”

Eyes lit up from the response, maybe he’s just bluffing.

His body shifted to walk up to him. Handing over the drummer his clothes & belongings.

Watching his drenched body cover up. Mick gave his hand to help Joey get a boost.

Exiting the stall, Joey felt the guitarist’s rough hand laying near his hip area. Legs still half-asleep, they remained close.

Nearby the exit door, Mick’s empty hand placed on it. Shifting to Joey, whom is patting his stomach. Loudly grumbled in hunger.

What a coincidence, Mick also heard his own stomach hunger.

“ I saw this nice diner.”, Joey suggested.

Smiling, Mick nodded to whatever the drummer had in mind, knowing that the night is still young. They weren’t done spending time with each other.

“ Sounds great, lead the way.”

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Bunty No. 1649, dated 19 August 1989. June the Second cover by Ian Kennedy. Jo Newtown is on a ski trip to Heldenstein with her school when she is unwillingly drawn in to a dastardly plan to impersonate Princess June, heir to Heldenstein's throne. DC Thomson.

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Commons Vote

On: Finance (No. 2) Bill: Third Reading

Ayes: 215 (98.6% Con, 0.9% Ind, 0.5% DUP) Noes: 19 (94.7% SNP, 5.3% PC) Absent: ~416

Likely Referenced Bill: Finance (No. 2) Act 2010

Description: A Bill to grant certain duties, to alter other duties, and to amend the law relating to the National Debt and the Public Revenue, and to make further provision in connection with finance.

Originating house: Commons Current house: Unassigned Bill Stage: Royal Assent

Individual Votes:

Ayes

Conservative (211 votes)

Aaron Bell Alan Mak Alberto Costa Alec Shelbrooke Alex Burghart Alex Chalk Alicia Kearns Alok Sharma Amanda Milling Andrew Griffith Andrew Jones Andrew Lewer Andrew Murrison Andrew Percy Andrew Selous Andy Carter Angela Richardson Anna Firth Anne Marie Morris Anne-Marie Trevelyan Anthony Browne Antony Higginbotham Ben Everitt Ben Spencer Ben Wallace Bernard Jenkin Bill Wiggin Bim Afolami Bob Blackman Bob Seely Brandon Lewis Caroline Ansell Caroline Nokes Charles Walker Cherilyn Mackrory Chris Clarkson Chris Grayling Chris Green Chris Philp Conor Burns Craig Tracey Craig Williams Damian Hinds Daniel Kawczynski Danny Kruger David Davis David Duguid David Jones David Rutley David Simmonds Dean Russell Dehenna Davison Derek Thomas Desmond Swayne Duncan Baker Edward Argar Edward Leigh Elizabeth Truss Elliot Colburn Esther McVey Felicity Buchan Fiona Bruce Gagan Mohindra Gareth Bacon Gareth Davies Gareth Johnson Gary Sambrook Gavin Williamson Geoffrey Clifton-Brown Gillian Keegan Graham Brady Graham Stuart Greg Hands Greg Smith Guy Opperman Harriett Baldwin Heather Wheeler Helen Whately Holly Mumby-Croft Huw Merriman Iain Duncan Smith Iain Stewart Jack Brereton Jack Lopresti Jackie Doyle-Price Jacob Rees-Mogg Jacob Young James Cartlidge James Cleverly James Davies James Duddridge James Sunderland James Wild Jane Hunt Jane Stevenson Jeremy Quin Jerome Mayhew Jo Churchill John Glen John Howell John Lamont Jonathan Djanogly Jonathan Gullis Julia Lopez Julian Lewis Julian Smith Julian Sturdy Justin Tomlinson Katherine Fletcher Kelly Tolhurst Kemi Badenoch Kevin Hollinrake Kieran Mullan Kit Malthouse Laura Farris Laura Trott Lee Rowley Leo Docherty Lia Nici Liam Fox Lisa Cameron Louie French Lucy Frazer Luke Hall Marcus Jones Mark Fletcher Mark Francois Mark Garnier Mark Logan Martin Vickers Matt Hancock Matt Warman Matthew Offord Mel Stride Michael Ellis Michael Fabricant Michael Gove Michael Tomlinson Mike Freer Mike Wood Mims Davies Neil O'Brien Nick Fletcher Nick Gibb Nicola Richards Nigel Huddleston Paul Beresford Paul Holmes Paul Howell Pauline Latham Penny Mordaunt Peter Aldous Peter Bottomley Philip Dunne Philip Hollobone Priti Patel Ranil Jayawardena Rebecca Harris Rebecca Pow Rehman Chishti Richard Bacon Richard Drax Richard Fuller Rob Butler Robbie Moore Robert Buckland Robert Courts Robert Goodwill Robert Halfon Robert Largan Robert Syms Robin Millar Robin Walker Royston Smith Sajid Javid Sally-Ann Hart Saqib Bhatti Sara Britcliffe Sarah Dines Scott Mann Selaine Saxby Shailesh Vara Sheryll Murray Simon Baynes Simon Clarke Simon Fell Simon Hart Simon Hoare Simon Jupp Stephen Metcalfe Steve Baker Steve Brine Steve Tuckwell Stuart Andrew Suzanne Webb Theo Clarke Theresa May Theresa Villiers Thérèse Coffey Tobias Ellwood Tom Hunt Tom Pursglove Tom Randall Tom Tugendhat Tracey Crouch Vicky Ford Victoria Atkins Victoria Prentis Wendy Morton Will Quince William Cash

Independent (2 votes)

Mark Menzies William Wragg

Democratic Unionist Party (1 vote)

Jim Shannon

Noes

Scottish National Party (18 votes)

Allan Dorans Amy Callaghan Angela Crawley Anne McLaughlin Brendan O'Hara Chris Law Chris Stephens David Linden Deidre Brock Joanna Cherry John Nicolson Kirsty Blackman Marion Fellows Owen Thompson Peter Grant Philippa Whitford Richard Thomson Stewart Malcolm McDonald

Plaid Cymru (1 vote)

Hywel Williams

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Eric O’Neill, a computer specialist who wants to be made an agent is assigned to clerk for Robert Hanssen, a senior agent with 25 years in the FBI, and to write down everything Hanssen does. O’Neill’s told it’s an investigation of Hanssen’s sexual habits, however Hanssen is really suspected of spying for the Soviet Union and Russia for years and being responsible for the deaths of agents working for the United States. Credits: TheMovieDb. Film Cast: Robert Hanssen: Chris Cooper Eric O’Neill: Ryan Phillippe Kate Burroughs: Laura Linney Juliana O’Neill: Caroline Dhavernas Rich Garces: Gary Cole Dean Plesac: Dennis Haysbert Bonnie Hanssen: Kathleen Quinlan John O’Neill: Bruce Davison Geddes: Jonathan Watton Jim Olsen: Tom Barnett D.I.A. Suit: Jonathan Potts Photographer: David Huband Agent Nece: Catherine Burdon Agent Sherin: Scott Gibson Agent Loper: Courtenay J. Stevens Lisa Hanssen: Clare Stone Greg Hanssen: Jonathan Keltz Michael Rochford: Richard Fitzpatrick Jane: Melissa Thomson Gene Connors: Craig Eldridge Tim Bereznay: Jonathan Whittaker Beautiful Reporter: Reagan Pasternak Vivian O’Neill: Mary Jo Deschanel Libyan Man: Elie Gemael Libyan Wife: Oula Boubkraoui Trunk Cataloguer: Chris Owens SWAT Agent: Jonathon Ruckman Father McKee: Stan Coles Information Center Manager: Bart Bedford Agent Pack: David Frisch Director Louis Freeh: Scott McCulloch Richard: Mathew Lyons Special Agent in Charge: Greg Campbell Man in Car: David O’Neill Latin Speaking Man at Church: Guido Rossi Self (archive footage) (uncredited): John Ashcroft D.C. Driver on Bridge (uncredited): Paul D’Elia FBI Agent (uncredited): Aaron Michael Lacey D.C. Police Officer (uncredited): Mike Monroe Woman on Cell Phone (uncredited): Talia Russo FBI Agent (uncredited): Don Whatley Film Crew: Screenplay: Billy Ray Story: Adam Mazer Story: William L. Rotko Director of Photography: Tak Fujimoto Editor: Jeffrey Ford Producer: Scott Strauss Producer: Scott Kroopf Executive Producer: Adam Merims Executive Producer: Sidney Kimmel Executive Producer: William Horberg Producer: Robert F. Newmyer Casting: Cassandra Kulukundis Production Design: Wynn Thomas Costume Design: Luis Sequeira Art Direction: Andrew M. Stearn Set Decoration: Gordon Sim Music: Mychael Danna Co-Producer: Jeffrey Silver Associate Producer: David O’Neill Additional Casting: Robin D. Cook Set Decoration: Jay Klein Movie Reviews:

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Apple TV+ shares a glimpse at its upcoming, action-packed psychological thriller “Constellation,” starring Noomi Rapace and Jonathan Banks

Apple TV+ today shared the first images from “Constellation,” a new eight-part, conspiracy-based psychological thriller drama starring Noomi Rapace (“The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo,” “You Won’t Be Alone”) and Emmy Award nominee Jonathan Banks (“Breaking Bad,” “Better Call Saul”). Created and written by Peter Harness (“Wallander”, “The War of the Worlds,” “Doctor Who” ), also starring James D'Arcy ("Agent Carter,” “Oppenheimer”), Julian Looman ("Emily in Paris," The Mallorca Files") William Catlett ("A Thousand and One," "The Devil You Know"), Barbara Sukowa ("Voyager," "Hannah Arendt”) and introducing Rosie and Davina Coleman as Alice. Directed by Emmy Award winner Michelle MacLaren (“Shining Girls, “The Morning Show,” “Breaking Bad”), Oscar nominee Oliver Hirschbiegel (“Downfall”,  "The Experiment”) and Oscar nominee Joseph Cedar (“Footnote”, “Our Boys”) “Constellation” will make its global debut with the first three episodes on Wednesday, February 21, 2024 on Apple TV+, followed by one episode weekly through March 27.  

“Constellation” stars Rapace as Jo - an astronaut who returns to Earth after a disaster in space — only to discover that key pieces of her life seem to be missing. The action-packed space adventure is an exploration of the dark edges of human psychology, and one woman's desperate quest to expose the truth about the hidden history of space travel and recover all that she has lost.

Produced by Turbine Studios and Haut et Court TV, the series is executive produced by David Tanner (“Small Axe”), Tracey Scoffield (“Small Axe”), Caroline Benjo (“No Man’s Land”), Simon Arnal (“No Man’s Land”), Carole Scotta (“No Man’s Land”) and Justin Thomson (“Liaison”). MacLaren directs the first two episodes and executive produces with Rebecca Hobbs (“Shining Girls”) and co-executive producer Jahan Lopes for MacLaren Entertainment. Harness executive produces through Haunted Barn Ltd. The series was shot principally in Germany and was Series Produced by Daniel Hetzer (‘Munich - Edge of War”) for Turbine Studios, Germany.

Apple TV+ offers premium, compelling drama and comedy series, feature films, groundbreaking documentaries, and kids and family entertainment, and is available to watch across all your favorite screens. After its launch on November 1, 2019, Apple TV+ became the first all-original streaming service to launch around the world, and has premiered more original hits and received more award recognitions faster than any other streaming service in its debut. To date, Apple Original films, documentaries and series have been honored with 400 wins and 1,674 award nominations and counting, including multi-Emmy Award-winning comedy “Ted Lasso” and historic Oscar Best Picture winner “CODA.”

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Evenings and Weekends

By Oisín McKenna.

Design by Jo Thomson.

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Book Covers of Note, March 2023

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BOLT THROWER - The Peel Sessions

Recorded in January 3rd 1988, first transmission January 13th 1988 on the John Peel Radio Show. Produced by Dale Griffin, EP released by Strange Fruit.

Band lineup: Baz Thomson - Guitar, Gavin Ward - Guitar, Alan West - Vocals, Jo Bench - Bass, Andy Whale - Drums

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Bolt Thrower

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The post-war lives of Maryland's revolutionary soldiers

First Maryland Regiment Retaking British Field Artillery at Guilford Court House, North Carolina. Courtesy of Art.com.

An Irish-born man named Robert Ratliff, a Baltimorean named William Marr, a Marylander likely born in Cecil County named George Lashley, a Charles County man named John Plant, another man from the same county named John Neal, another Marylander likely born in Cecil County named John Lowry, and one Marylander likely born in the same county named William Dawson all have one thing in common: they had fought in the Maryland Line. While Ratliff was a five foot, eight inch tall man who was part of the Seventh Independent Company, which recruited from the Eastern Shore, just like Dawson, Marr and Lashley were part of the Col. Nathaniel Ramsey's Fifth Company, mustered at Whetstone Point (present-day Fort McHenry), part of the First Maryland Regiment. [1] As for the other Marylanders, Plant and Neal were part of Captain John Hoskins Stone's First Company of the First Maryland Regiment, enlisted in Port Tobacco, Maryland, while Lowry was part of  Captain Peter Adams's Sixth Company of the First Maryland Regiment. [2] Jo Asher has commented on this post that "John Lowery is my direct ancestor. Manassah Finney was his father-in-law. He (Manassah) had three daughters...John Lowery was a weaver, an unlikely occupation for the son of a gentleman, and the stipulation of his lease of land from Manassah was payment by enough yards of linen to make a number of shirts.

John followed his daughter Margaret Willis ( m. Cornelius Willis) to Baltimore and died intestate there in 1818. During the bombing of Baltimore in the War of 1812 he “having been wounded in the hip during the Revolution and unable to mount a horse, helped pass ammunition to the boats”. I believe this article has incorrectly identified my direct ancestor by combining the histories of other men of the same name."

Sadly, since I do not work at the Archives anymore, I cannot look at the records I examined when I wrote that biography, but still generally stand with my research. Even with arguably shared military experience, their lives after the revolutionary war were different and tell us about the lives of Maryland soldiers in later years.

Reprinted from my History Hermann WordPress blog.

After the war, Dawson returned to Cecil County. On December 29, 1780, he married a woman named Elizabeth Graves, with the matrimony affirmed by minister William Thomson of an Episcopal Church in Elkton, Maryland. [3]The same year, on February 27, Neal stayed in  Somerset County, where he had been discharged, marrying a local woman named Margaret Miller in Boundbrook, New Jersey. [4] They had two children named Benjamin (b. 1781) and Theodocia (b. 1802).

As for Lowry, in 1783, he was living as a single man in Harford County's Spesutia Upper Hundred. [5] The same year, Dawson was in a similar predicament. He was described as a pauper, living on the land, which was likely rented, with nine other inhabitants. [6] While Dawson was granted 50 acres of bounty land in Western Maryland after the war, it sat vacant. He may have felt with fellow veteran Mark McPherson who said the land, located in a remote mountainous area of Western Maryland, was "absolutely good for nothing . . . unfit for Cultivation." [7] Plant was also settling down after the war. Living in Charles County, he became a well-off small farmer and slaveowner who owned two horses, one cattle, and one enslaved black child. [8] The same was also the case with Ratliff, who settled down in Cecil County. In 1783, he lived with his relative, James, who owned four horses and 150 acres of land. [9]

Three years after Marr ended his war service, he settled down and his life changed. On June 14, 1784, Airey Owings married Marr in Baltimore County at St. Paul's Parish, with the ceremony conducted by Reverend William West. [10] Marr and Airey lived in Baltimore County, raised "a family of children," including a son named William, and he worked as a reputable farmer. [11] It is possible that Marr's farm was among the 45.6% of Maryland dwellings that we not taxed, explaining its absence from the 1783 tax assessments. [12] At this time, Baltimore County had a varied economy with " furnaces, forges, cotton mills, and wollen factories," even by the early 19th century, while Baltimore was gaining importance as a commercial center. [13] One "William Marr" is listed in the 1810 US Census as the head of household along with his wife and three children: one male child under 10, one male under 16, and one female under age 10. [14]

Coming back to Neal, while he was living in New Jersey, he served in the militia in Somerset County, which fought off British incursions in New Jersey until the end of the war, serving at least one four-month term. [15] In the county, called the "crossroads of the revolution" by some, the destruction of the war had dissipated by the 1780s, with industry and commerce thriving in the final years of the war even as militiamen decried depreciation of Continental currency. [16]

On October 13, 1787, Ratliff married Mary Kirk. [17] A few years later, on December 23, 1800, he married another woman named Anne Husler. [18] The reason he remarried is that his wife died. At some point, Anne died and he married a third time to woman named Elizabeth, who survived him. [19] He had two children named James and Elizabeth, but the mother's name is not known.

As for Plant, on June 15, 1788, he married an eighteen-year-old woman named Mary Ann Davis. [20] He later reminisced about his revolutionary service with his cousin, William Stewart, who said that Plant had "strict integrity" and good character. [21] Sadly, more recounts on his memories on his war service other than a few pages of his pension cannot be found.

At some point before 1788, while living in Harford County, Lowry married a woman named Hannah Finney. [22] In the spring of 1788, Finney's mother, Manassah, died, and willed ten acres of her farm to Finney and Lowry to use until 1789. [23] This bequest reaffirmed a lease Lowry and Manassah made in 1783 that the farm was near Welles Swamp, and was given under certain conditions. [24] Likely the farm was on one of the two tracts owned by Manassah in Harford County's Deer Creek Middle Hundred, named Giles and Webster's Discovery, a tract of land that spanned 70 acres in total. [25] While Lowry was called to testify against his brother-in-law, James Barnett, who was the executor of her estate, in 1791, he later received money, along with his wife, when assets of the estate were distributed in 1809. [26]

By 1790, John Lowry was living with his wife, and possibly two children, in Cecil County's Elk Neck. [27] They were possibly living on a 100-acre land tract, which he had leased to a wealthy Cecil County man named Samuel Redgrave in February 1781. [28] The tract was called Tedart and sat on the west side of the Elk River. The tract had been owned by his father, James, before his death.

In the late 1790s, Ratliff and his wife were living in Kent County, Maryland. [29] In 1802, still living in Kent County, he bought land in New Castle County, Delaware, preparing for the next stage of his life. [30]

Years later, in 1805, he was living in Harford County and received compensation for his revolutionary war service. [31] However, in the early nineteenth century, Lowry bought land in Fells Point, Baltimore, called Leasehold, some of which he leased, and lived in Baltimore County until his death. [32] At that time, he was staying with his second wife, Elizabeth Maidwell, who he had married on October 22, 1801. [33] In the fall of 1804, she leased him land in the town of Baltimore, for the next 99 years, which had part of the estate of her former husband, Alexander Maidwell. [34] The fate of Lowry's first wife, Hannah, is not known.

In later years, Plant and his wife moved to what became Washington, D.C. At the time, it was a largely rural and sparsely populated area which had thriving ports at Georgetown and Alexanders, in addition to the federal town of Washington City, which had about 8,200 inhabitants. [35] Slavemasters and over 7,900 enslaved blacks living in the area were an important part of D.C.'s society. [36] Plant died there on November 14, 1808. [37]

As for Dawson, in later years, he lived in the Bohemia Manor area of Cecil County, Maryland, staying there until 1810, with his wife Elizabeth and one child whose name is not currently known. [38] In 1808, he petitioned the Maryland House of Delegates saying he had served in the Revolutionary War and prayed "to be placed on the pension list." [39] The House of Delegates endorsed his plea and in 1810, Dawson, a "meritorious soldier in the revolutionary war," in an "indigent situation" because of his old age, was paid the half pay of a private. [40] He was paid a state pension for years to come. Sometime in the fall of 1815, before September 6, John Lowry died in Baltimore County without a will, and his estate was administered by Cornelius Willis. [41]

In 1810, Ratliff was living in St. George's Hundred, in the same county of Delaware, with his wife, children, and two enslaved blacks. [42] A few years later, in 1813, he was a farmer in Delaware's Appoquinimink Hundred, on a plot of land with his wife. [43] He was well-off, owning a walnut dining table, small looking glass, 3 cows, 7 sheep, and a few horses. [44] Being very "weak in body," Ratliff wrote his will on April 5, 1813, making his "beloved wife" Elizabeth his executor, manumitted an black enslaved woman, named Jane, and distributed his land to his children. [45] He died sometime between the writing of his will and collection of testimony on November 3, 1814.

Dawson moved from state to state. In 1810, he was living in Glasgow, New Castle County, Delaware, with his wife and a young child. [46] Eight years later, he was living in New Castle's Pencader Hundred, in Delaware, just over the Maryland line. [47] Two years later, he moved back to Cecil County and settled in Elkton, Maryland. [48]

Neal, like Dawson, also had moved out of the state. By 1810, he and his family had moved to Ovid, New York, in the northern part of the state near the Finger Lakes, where they lived. Once there, he filed for his Federal veterans pension in 1818. [49] Two years later, he lived in the adjoining town of Covert, New York on a half-acre of land, with a wooden clock, a chest, and some cookery, a shabby wagon, small pigs, one cow, and eight sheep. [50] In his pension application, he claimed to be in "reduced circumstances" and that he had lost his discharge papers or any other paper records proving his service in the First Maryland Line, an appeal that was successful.

After the war, Lashley continued to live in the state of Maryland. On April 25, 1816, Lashley married Jane Bashford, a 41-year-old woman, in Cecil County. [51]

In 1819, one year after Marr began collecting his pension and one day before July 4, he died in Baltimore at the age of 66. [52] He died without making a will and left Airey a widow, who never remarried, allowing her to receive pension money at his death. [53] She lived to April 1843, aged 79, working to collect some of the pension in the 1830s and 1840s given due to her late husband's military service. [54] At his death, while he may not have been well honored by people within the military and different levels of government, his story is still one worth telling.

In September 1820, when Lashley began receiving his federal pension, despite losing his discharge papers, he was living in the same county with his wife and had no children or heirs. [55] Since his memory was failing him, he originally said he was part of the Second Maryland Regiment, but later corrected himself and two long-time residents recalled seeing him march "away with the said [Ramsey's] Company." [56]

In Dawson's 1820 application for his Federal veterans pension, he said that his wife was sixty years old and "infirm," just like himself. [57] Additionally, he noted that a young grandchild living with him whom also had to support. He also owned three dollars worth of farm animals (a cow and a calf) and was living in "reduced circumstances" with twenty dollars of debt. His "infirmities of old age," which had "disabled him in "his left arm and leg," led him to be classified as an "invalid." [58] Despite the fact that his discharge papers had been lost, his pension was granted in the fall of 1820. [59]

Dawson's life after this point is unclear. While final payment vouchers say that payments to him ended in 1820, he did not die that year. [60] Instead, he died on July 11, 1824, and his state pension payments were sent to his administrator, Jane Dawson, possibly his second wife. [61] The following year, another soldier passed away. On July 22, Neal died in New York State. [62]

In November 1823, members of Ratliff's family agreed that Ratliff's son, James, should own his father's estate in Delaware. [63] A few years later, James negotiated to buy his father's land in Delaware. [64] By the 1850s, the Ratliff family was still living in Appoquinimink Hundred. [65]

As for Lashley, in 1827, he received payment from the State of Maryland equal to half pay of a private as a result of his service in the Revolutionary War. [66] He continued to receive payments quartetly until his death on March 4, 1831 at the age of 76. [67] Five years later, his declared legal representatives, Mary Sproul and Nancy Lashley, received the money that was due to him before his death in 1831. [68]

Mary Ann, the wife of Plant, fought to receive her husband's pension payments. In February 1835, she asked for "remuneration" for her husband's military service from the U.S. House of Representatives, and following year asked the same from the U.S. Senate. [69] By 1838, at sixty-eight-years-old, she petitioned the federal government for pension benefits. However, because Plant either had no official discharge papers or had lost them, Mary Ann had trouble receiving money. [70] Her fate is not known.

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Notes

[1] Lashley enlisted in the company at a public house called Battle Swamp tavern, near present-day Woodlawn, Maryland.

[2] Pay Role of Prisoners taken on Long Island from 27th August to the 10th Dec. 1776, Maryland State Papers, Revolutionary Papers, MdHR 19970-19-02 [MSA S997-19-2 01/07/03/15]; Journal of the House of Representatives of the United States: At the Second Session of the Eighth Congress, in the Twenty-ninth Year of the Independence of the United States (Washington City: Samuel Harrison Smith, 1805), 242; Henry C. Peden, Abstracts of the Orphans Court Proceedings 1778-1800: Harford County Maryland (Westminster: Family Line Publications, 1990), 38-39. Lowry was grievously injured in the groin and was taken prisoner by the British after the Battle of Brooklyn, then released from British custody in December 1776.

[3] Marriage of William Dawson and Elizabeth Graves, 1780, Cecil County Court, Marriage Licenses, MdHR 9435, p. 23 [MSA C632-1, 1/11/6/38]; Collections of the Historical Society of Pennsylvania, Vol. 1 (Philadelphia: John Pennington and Henry C. Baird, 1853), 338-389.

[4] Pension of John Neal; Ronald V. Jackson, Accelerated Indexing Systems, comp. New Jersey Census, 1643-1890. Courtesy of Ancestry.com. It is likely that he knew Miller before he married her in 1780, possibly from his militia service.

[5] Record of John Lowry, 1783, General Assembly House of Delegates, Assessment Record, p. 54 [MSA S1161-67, 1/4/5/49].

[6] William Dawson record, 1783, Cecil County Fourth District, General Assembly House of Delegates, Assessment Record, p. 6 [MSA S1161-39, 1/4/5/47].

[7] Westward of Fort Cumberland: Military Lots Set Off for Maryland's Revolutionary Soldiers (ed. Mary K. Meyer, Westminister: Heritage Books, 2008), 21, 103; William Dawson's lot in Western Maryland, Land Office, Lots Westward of Fort Cumberland, MdHR 17302, p. 27 [SE1-1]; Pension of Mark McPherson and Widow's Pension of Mary McPherson. The National Archives. Revolutionary War Pension and Bounty-Land Warrant Application Files. NARA M804, W 2144. 1-73. From Fold3.com. His lot was number 273.

[8] John Plant assessment record, 1783, General Assembly House of Delegates, Assessment Record, CH, Seventh District, General, p. 9 [MSA S1161-52, 1/4/5/48]. The child was male and under age eight.

[9] Record of James Ratliff and Robert Ratliff, 1783, General Assembly House of Delegates, Assessment Record, p. 7 [MSA S1161-37, 1/4/5/46].

[10] National Archives, Revolutionary War Pension and Bounty-Land Warrant Application Files, NARA M804, Record Group 15, Roll 1631, William Marr, Pension number W. 3838. courtesy of fold3.com; Marriage of William Marr and Arrey Owings; "Part IV: Marriages proved through Maryland pension applications," Maryland Revolutionary Records, pp. 118; Bill and Martha Reamy, Records of St. Paul's Parish Vol. 1, xi, 39, 150.

[11] National Archives, Revolutionary War Pension and Bounty-Land Warrant Application Files, NARA M804, Record Group 15, Roll 1631, William Marr, Pension number W. 3838. courtesy of fold3.com.

[12] Shammas, "The Housing Stock of the Early United States: Refinement Meets Migration," 557, 559, 563.

[13] McGrain, From Pig Iron to Cotton Duck: A History of Manufacturing Villages in Baltimore County; Vol. I, 2; Hall, Baltimore: Its History and Its People; Vol. 1, 39, 56; Hollander, The Financial History of Baltimore; Vol. 20, 17.

[14] Third Census of the United States, 1810. (NARA microfilm publication M252, 71 rolls). Bureau of the Census, Record Group 29. National Archives, Washington, D.C.

[15] Pension of John Van Tuyl, Revolutionary War Pension and Bounty-Land Warrant Application Files, National Archives, NARA M804, Record Group 15, Roll 2451, pension number W.22483. Courtesy of Fold3.com; Service Card of John Sebring, Compiled Service Records of Soldiers Who Served in the American Army During the Revolutionary War, National Archives, NARA M881, Record Group 93, Roll 0641. Courtesy of Fold3.com; Pension of Folkerd Sebring, Revolutionary War Pension and Bounty-Land Warrant Application Files, National Archives, NARA M804, Record Group 15, Roll 2147, pension number W. 24926. Courtesy of Fold3.com; Pension of Abraham Sebring, Revolutionary War Pension and Bounty-Land Warrant Application Files, National Archives, NARA M804, Record Group 15, Roll 2147, pension number S. 22972. Courtesy of Fold3.com; Pension of John Van Tuyl; Pension of John Haas, Revolutionary War Pension and Bounty-Land Warrant Application Files, National Archives, NARA M804, Record Group 15, Roll 1150, pension number S. 1,012. Courtesy of Fold3.com; Pension of Isaac Manning, Revolutionary War Pension and Bounty-Land Warrant Application Files, National Archives, NARA M804, Record Group 15, Roll 1624, pension number W. 7400. Courtesy of Fold3.com; Pension of David King, Revolutionary War Pension and Bounty-Land Warrant Application Files, National Archives, NARA M804, Record Group 15, Roll 1428, pension number S. 13655. Courtesy of Fold3.com; Pension of Jacob Mesler, Revolutionary War Pension and Bounty-Land Warrant Application Files, National Archives, NARA M804, Record Group 15, Roll 1717, pension number R. 7143. Courtesy of Fold3.com; Pension of John Swaim, Revolutionary War Pension and Bounty-Land Warrant Application Files, National Archives, NARA M804, Record Group 15, Roll 2326, pension number W. 2486. Courtesy of Fold3.com; Pension of Abraham Sebring; 2nd Battalion of Somerset rolls, Revolutionary War Rolls, 1775-1783, National Archives, Record Group 93, NARA M846, Roll 0063, folder 60. Courtesy of Fold3.com; Pension of William Durham, Revolutionary War Pension and Bounty-Land Warrant Application Files, National Archives, NARA M804, Record Group 15, Roll 0874, pension number R. 3160. Courtesy of Fold3.com; James P. Snell and Franklin Ellis, History of Hunterdon and Somerset counties, New Jersey, with illustrations and biographical sketches of its prominent men and pioneers (Philadelphia: Everts & Peck, 1881), 83, 98. Census records show a "John Neale" living in Burlington County in 1790 and 1800, but it cannot be confirmed this is the same person as John Neal.

[16] William A. Schleicher and Susan J. Winter, Somerset County: Crossroads of the American Revolution (Chicago: Arcadia Publishing, 1999), 7-8, 17-18, 22, 24-25, 34; Multiple authors, Somerset County Historical Quarterly Vol. VII (Somerville, NJ: Somerset County Historical Society, 1919), 18-20, 31, 79, 104, 170-172; Abraham Messler, Centennial History of Somerset County (Somerville: C.M. Jameson Publishers, 1878), 69-71, 74, 77-78, 81, 101, 109-110, 112-113; Richard A. Harrison, Princetonians, 1769-1775: A Biographical Dictionary (Princeton, NJ: Princeton University Press, 1980), 28-29, 80-81. It may have been called the crossroads because competing Continental and British armies maneuvered in the county and Morristown was also located there.

[17] Marriage of Mary Kirk and Robert Ratliff, 1787, Cecil County Court, Marriage Licenses, MdHR 9435, p. 45 [MSA C632-1, 1/11/6/38].

[18] Marriage of Anne Husler and Robert Ratliff, 1800, Cecil County Court, Marriage Licenses, MdHR 9435, p. 127 [MSA C632-1, 1/11/6/38].

[19] Will of Robert Ratliff, 1813, New Castle County Court House, Wilmington, Delaware, Register of Wills, Book R 1813-1823, p. 40-41. Courtesy of Ancestry.com; Probate of Robert Ratliff, 1814-1815, New Castle, Register of Wills, Delaware State Archives, New Castle County Probates, Record Group 2545. Courtesy of Ancestry.com; Indenture between Robert Ratliff, Elizabeth, and Sarah Baird, June 13, 1799, Kent County Court, Land Records, Liber TW 1, p. 214-216 [MSA CE 118-31].

[20] Pension of John Plant.

[21] Ibid. Sadly, the specifics of what Plant told his cousin are not known.

[22] Muster Rolls and Other Records of Service of Maryland Troops in the American Revolution, Archives of Maryland Online Vol. 18, 661; Will of Manassah Finney, 1788, Harford County Register of Wills, Wills, Liber AJ 2, p. 206-207 [MSA CM599-2, CR 44758-2]. Sometimes her last name is spelled Phinney or Finny.

[23] Will of Manassah Finney.

[24] Lease of John Lowry and Manassah Finney, 1788, Harford County Court, Land Records, Liber JLG H, p. 435 [MSA CE 113-8].

[25] Record of Manasseth Finney, 1783, General Assembly House of Delegates, Assessment Record, p. 90 [MSA S1161-67, 1/4/5/49]; Patent for Manassah Finney, 1774, Land Office, Patent Record, MdHR 17455, Liber BC & GS 44, p. 395-396 [MSA S11-145, 1/23/4/9]; Patent for Manassah Finney, 1772, Land Office, Patent Record, MdHR 17461, Liber BC & GS 50, p. 70 [MSA S11-151, 1/23/4/18]. This assessment record lists Finney as owning two tracts of land: Giles and Webster's Discovery (75 acres) and Renshaws Last Purchase (50 acres). Other records show that Renshaws Last Purchase was considered part of Baltimore County at one point, so it is unlikely the farm was on this land.

[26] Peden Jr., 42; Distribution of Manassah Finney's Estate by James Barnett, June 27, 1809, Harford Register of Wills, Distributions, Liber TSB 1, p. 88-89 [MSA CM557-1, CR 10960-1].

[27] Census for Elk Neck, Cecil, Maryland, First Census of the United States, 1790, National Archives, NARA M637, Records of the Bureau of the Census, Record Group 29, roll 3, page 323, image 553. Courtesy of Ancestry.com.

[28] Lease of John Lowrey and Samuel Readgrave, February 3, 1781, Cecil County, Land Records, Liber 15, p. 88-89 [MSA CE 133-17]; Record of Samuel Redgrave, 1783, General Assembly House of Delegates, Assessment Record, Cecil County Fourth District, p. 1, 10 [MSA S 1161-4-2, 1/4/5/47].

[29] Indenture between Robert Ratliff, Elizabeth, and Sarah Baird.

[30] Record of Robert Ratliff, June 1802, Delaware, Land Records, 1677–1947, Delaware Public Archives, Recorder of Deeds, New Castle County, RG 2555, Subgroup 000, Series 011, p. 440, 442. Courtesy of Ancestry.com; Session Laws, 1824, Archives of Maryland Online Vol. 629, 44. Ratliff owned land near John Zillefro/Zilerfrow. This man was the first husband of Rachel Ozier, who was living with her second husband, Maryland 400 veteran Andrew Meloan, and their children, in Montgomery County, Kentucky at the time.

[31] Journal of the House of Representatives of the United States: At the Second Session of the Eighth Congress, in the Twenty-ninth Year of the Independence of the United States (Washington City: Samuel Harrison Smith, 1805), 242.

[32] Purchase of land by John Lowry from Elizabeth Mains, October 10, 1803, Baltimore County Court, Land Records, Liber WG 78, p. 363-365 [MSA CE 66-128]; Deed and Gift of land to John Lowrey from Joseph Lambert, December 1803, Baltimore County Court, Land Records, Liber WG 78, p. 365-366 [MSA CE 66-128]; John Lowry lease to John Griffith, April 11, 1805, Baltimore County Court, Land Records, Liber WG 84, p. 412-413 [MSA CE 66-134]; List of Letters Remaining at the Post-Office, Baltimore, June 6, 1800, Federal Gazette, Baltimore, June 7, 1800, Vol. XII, issue 2040, p. 2. Two men named John Lowry are recorded as living in Baltimore in 1800.

[33] Marriage of John Lowry and Elizabeth Maidwell, October 22, 1801, Baltimore County Court, Marriage Licenses, MdHR 9122, p. 59 [MSA C376-2, 2/14/14/12].

[34] Elizabeth Maidwell lease to John Lowrey, November 1, 1804, Baltimore County Court, Land Records, Liber WG 84, p. 410-412 [MSA CE 66-134]; Marriage of Alexander Maidwell and Elizabeth Winnick, April 27, 1795, Baltimore County Court, Marriage Licenses, MdHR 9121, p. 143 [MSA C376-1, 2/14/14/11]. Elizabeth Maidwell, whose maiden name was Winnick, had only married Alexander Maidwell, her first husband, in April 1795.

[35] J. D. Dickey, Empire of Mud: The Secret History of Washington, DC (Lanham, MD: Rowman & Littlefield, 2014), ix, xiv, xvii, 1, 3, 4, 7-9, 12, 14-15, 17, 19-22, 24-25, 28, 31; Tom Lewis, Washington: A History of Our National City (New York: Basic Books, 2015), xx, 1, 10, 14, 20, 24. The estimate of population comes from data assembled by Social Explorer for the 1810 census.

[36] According to data assembled by Social Explorer for the 1810 census, the rural Washington County, a jurisdiction within D.C., had only about 2,300 residents, a county Plant may have lived in. This data also shows 7,944 non-white persons, excluding Indians, living in D.C. in 1810.

[37] Pension of John Plant.

[38] Census for Bohemia Manor, Cecil County, 1790, First Census of the United States, 1790, NARA M637, Records of the Bureau of the Census, Record Group 29, roll 3, page 320. Courtesy of Ancestry.com; Census for Bohemia Manor, Cecil County, 1800, Second Census of the United States, 1800, NARA M32, Records of the Bureau of the Census, Record Group 29, roll 10, page 53. Courtesy of Ancestry.com.

[39] Journal of the House of Delegates, 1808, Archives of Maryland Online Vol. 556, 16, 31, 73.

[40] Session Laws, 1810, Archives of Maryland Online Vol. 599, 100.

[41] Bond of Cornelius Willis, Edward Vernon and William H. Lenox, September 6, 1815, Baltimore County Register of Wills, Administration Bonds, MdHR 11644, Liber 11, p. 76 [MSA C264-11, 2/28/12/35]; Administration Docket of John Lowry, 1815, Baltimore County Register of Wills, Administration Docket, Liber 6, p. 171 [MSA CM130-6, CR 10674-2]. This means none of the three invalid pensioners named John Lowry listed on the 1835 pension rolls are him.

[42] Census of St. Georges Hundred, New Castle, Delaware, 1810, Third Census of the United States, 1810, National Archives, NARA M252, Bureau of the Census, Record Group 29, Roll 4, Pagw 287. Courtesy of Ancestry.com.

[43] "Ratliff's land," 1813, Delaware, Land Records, 1677–1947, Delaware Public Archives, Recorder of Deeds, New Castle County, RG 2555, Subgroup 000, Series 011, p. 435. Courtesy of Ancestry.com

[44] Probate of Robert Ratliff. He also owned a young enslaved black male who was only two years old.

[45] Will of Robert Ratliff.

[46] Census for Glasgow, New Castle, Delaware, 1810, Third Census of the United States, 1810, NARA M252, Bureau of the Census, Record Group 29, roll 4, page 261. Courtesy of Ancestry.com.

[47] Pension of William Dawson.

[48] Pension of William Dawson; Census for Elkton, Cecil County, 1820, Fourth Census of the United States, 1820, NARA M33, Records of the Bureau of the Census, Record Group 29, roll M33_40, page 135. Courtesy of Ancestry.com.

[49] Pension of John Neal; Tacyn, 318; Pension of Abraham Sebring; Third Census of the United States, 1810, Ovid, Seneca, New York; NARA M252; Bureau of the Census, Record Group 29; National Archives; p. 252; Image: 00160; Family History Library Film: 0181390. Courtesy of Ancestry.com. Ovid included a town and village of the same name which was still small even in 1850 and to the present-day. A number of men named "John Niles" were living in the town of Oneida, as recorded by the 1800 census, which is about 81 to 96 miles away from Ovid, but it cannot be confirmed this is the same man as John Neal.

[50] Fourth Census of the United States, 1820, Covert, Seneca, New York; NARA M33; Records of the Bureau of the Census, Record Group 29; National Archives, p. 298, Image: 61. Courtesy of Ancestry.com. Covert was a town formed from part of Ovid.

[51] Marriage of George Leslie and Jane Bashford, 1816, Marriage Licenses, Cecil County Court, MdHR 9435, p. 247 [MSA C632-1, 1/11/6/38].

[52] Index to Selected Final Payment Vouchers, compiled 1818 – 1864, Record Group 217, roll box06_00007, pensioner William Marr, July 3, 1819. courtesy of fold3.com; National Archives, Revolutionary War Pension and Bounty-Land Warrant Application Files, NARA M804, Record Group 15, Roll 1631, William Marr, Pension number W. 3838. courtesy of fold3.com; United States Senate.The Pension Roll of 1835. 4 vols. 1968 Reprint, with index. Baltimore: Genealogical Publishing Company, 1992; "Persons on the Pension Roll Under the Law of the 18th of March, 1818, Maryland," Pension List of 1820, pp. 547.

[53] National Archives, Revolutionary War Pension and Bounty-Land Warrant Application Files, NARA M804, Record Group 15, Roll 1631, William Marr, Pension number W. 3838. courtesy of fold3.com; Adminstration Docket of William Marr.

[54] Ibid; Archives of Maryland, vol. 214, page 717.

[55] George Lashley Pension; Marriage of George Leslie and Jane Bashford, 1816, Marriage Licenses, Cecil County Court, MdHR 9435, p. 247 [MSA C632-1, 1/11/6/38].

[56] George Lashley Pension.

[57] Pension of William Dawson. Dawson had been applying for pension benefits since 1818.

[58] Pension of William Dawson.

[59] Dawson specifically accused Lieutenant John Sears of losing his discharge, saying that "this despondent cannot produce the said discharge, having sent by Lieutenant John Sears to Annapolis" after he was discharged.

[60] Final Payment Voucher for William Dawson, 1820, Final Revolutionary War Pension Payment Vouchers: Delaware, National Archives, NARA M2079, Record Group 217, Roll 0001. Courtesy of Fold3.com; Final Payment Voucher for William Dawson from General Accounting Office, 1820, Index to Selected Final Payment Vouchers, 1818-1864, National Archives, Record Group 217, box05_00005. Courtesy of Fold3.com. It is clear that William Dawson is not the same as a Justice of the Peace in Talbot County.

[61] Record of pension payment to William Dawson, Treasurer of the Western Shore, Military Pension Roll, MdHR 4534-4, p. 31 [MSA S613-1, 2/63/10/33]; "Sheriff's Sale," American Watchman, Wilmington, Delaware, June 5, 1827, page 3. He may have died in Delaware but this cannot be confirmed. By 1827, his heirs may have been living in Delaware, as a sale by a local sheriff in Wilmington, Delaware, mentions "heirs of William Dawson." However, it is not known if this the same as Dawson, who may have moved back to Delaware before his death.

[62] Pension of John Neal; Letter about John Neal, September 18, 1895. New York County, District and Probate Courts. Administration, Vol C-D, 1815-1883, p. 136. Courtesy of Ancestry.com; Seventh Census of the United States, 1850, Hector, Tompkins, New York, NARA M432; Records of the Bureau of the Census, Record Group 29; National Archives; p. 420A, Image: 441. Courtesy of Ancestry.com. His wife, Margaret, was the administrator of Neal's estate after his death. Years after his death, his wife re-married to a man named John Benjamin Smith. She continued to fight for Neal's pension payments until at least 1850, living in the small town of Hector, New York, only about 16 miles away from Ovid, with another family. She died in the 1850s, the exact date not known.

[63] Indenture between James Ratliff and Hannah, Thomas Ratliff and Mary, and Henry Webb and Elizabeth, November 23, 1823, Delaware, Land Records, 1677–1947, Delaware Public Archives, Recorder of Deeds, New Castle County, RG 2555, Subgroup 000, Series 011, p. 4-6. Courtesy of Ancestry.com; Session Laws, 1824, Archives of Maryland Online Vol. 629, 44; Indenture between James Ratliff and Jacob Hornes (Colored Man), May 26, 1826, Delaware, Land Records, 1677–1947, Delaware Public Archives, Recorder of Deeds, New Castle County, RG 2555, Subgroup 000, Series 011, p. 300-301. Courtesy of Ancestry.com. These members of his family included his son James and his wife Hannah in Cecil County, Thomas Ratliff and his wife Mary in Butler County, Ohio, and Elizabeth Webb, his daughter, and Henry Webb. They all received some part of the estate.

[64] Indenture between James Ratliff and Jacob Hornes (Colored Man).

[65] Indenture between Thomas Ratliff and Ann Ratliff, October 9, 1854, Delaware, Land Records, 1677–1947, Delaware Public Archives, Recorder of Deeds, New Castle County, RG 2555, Subgroup 000, Series 011, p. 59-62. Courtesy of Ancestry.com.

[66] Session Laws, 1826 Session. Archives of Maryland Online vol. 437, 253.

[67] George Lashley Pension; State Pension of George Lashley, Treasurer of the Western Shore, Pension Roll, MdHR 4534-4, p. 36, 48 [MSA S613-1, 2/63/10/33].

[68] Session Laws, 1835 Session. Archives of Maryland Online vol. 214, 754. While his pension says he has no heirs, this legislation says "the heirs and legal representatives of George Lashly." It is possible that this language is just a formality, but there is no explanation as to why Lashley had heirs by his death or if the legal representatives are his children.

[69] Journal of the House of Representatives of the United States: Being the Second Session of the Twenty-Third Congress, Begun and Held at the City of Washington, and in the Fifty-Ninth Year of the Independence of the United States (Washington: Gales & Seaton, 1835), 390; "Twenty-Fourth Congress First Session," Daily National Intelligencer, Washington, D.C., April 26, 1836, Vol. XXIV, issue 7240, p. 3.

[70] Pension of John Plant. As one ancestor put it years later, this situation led to Mary Ann almost being "deprived of a pension."