EARLY REHOBOTH
1936 Wilmington News
Journal
Comments by
Charles Alfred Rudolph,
age 70, Wilmington Jeweler.
About 1870, Mr. Rudolph
recalled, much of what is now Reboboth Beach , was farm and woodland,
purchased by The Rehoboth Campmeeting Association, laid our in lots
purchased by Delaware residents and persons living in Baltimore,
Philadelphia and Washington, DC.
When the sale of lots was
going good, the promoters treasury flush, lots were graded, that is
top soil removed , there were many Indian relics found. He remembers
J. Morton Poole, of Wilmington, bent low, going over these spots,
picking up arrowheads and relics.
The avenues and lots were
marked by wood stakes, trees were cut and piled to the center of the
streets to clear the way. When money ran short, the clearing of the
woods was abandoned. And the piles of felled trees remained in the
middle of the avenues in huge piles. He, being one of the ten or
twelve boys who vacationed here roamed all over the place, playing
in the piles of felled trees, one day decided to rid their playland
of the obstructions, set a fire at each pile, then left in a hurry.
When the got back to the
hotel, they could see much smoke above the tree tops and that the
guest were alarmed , thinking Lewes was burning. The Lewes people,
it turn, thought Rehoboth was afire. People were running in all
directions.
The superintendent of
property, Morris Lamborn, gathered a posse, gathering whatever
implements were at hand, and kept the fire to the section it started
in. The 'boys' went along to help. Brisk winds from the northeast
were blowing and the smoke drifted into the Grove, where the
campmeeting was in progress which brokeup quickly.
A notice was posted by
William Bright, the president, seeking information but no one knew
for several years who the guilty ones were. It was decided that the
incident saved the association much money by clearing the area and no
problem came of it.
Rehoboth lent itself to
other pranks as there were no police, it stood off by itself. The
first hotel did not escape the attention of pranksters. That was the
Surf Hotel. It stood between a small pond and the ocean, where the
Henlpen is today. A long barn of a building. Three stories with an
attic. It had a porch on either side and pillars to the roof. The
halls ran full length of the building and room doors opened into the
hall. It was custom to place your shoes in the hall to be shined each
night. One night the 'boys' changed up the shoes, leaving 'odds',
tied the doors together with clothesline. Seems the 'boys' at that
time had a good time.
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