In Regard to the Chapter on Cemeteries, it doesn't say much about the names of cemeteries, except it mentions the Presbyterian and Indian Mound Cemeteries. It does mentions that there were other cemeteries but that thru time, war and neglect, stones are gone, names forgotten, and locations of some now unknown. I have tried to show some of the names mentioned that were buried in the Presbyterian cemetery and information on those persons if given. Some of what is said is: >From the book, History of Hampshire County (1897) by Maxwell and Swisher: ...."History repeats itself, even in the small thing of village graveyards. Romney a hundred years ago abandoned the cemetery it had buried it's first people. Perhaps the space was full. A new, larger and more beautifully situated cemetery was chosen, beginning near the southwestern street of the town, and rising toward the hill with a gentle slope. It was no doubt believed that this new field would furnish ample space for buying the village dead for centuries. But no cities increase in population more rapidly than the cities of the dead........The graveyard was full. A new one, a larger, must be found; for Romney still furnished people for "the narrow chambers in the halls of death." The old abandoned and neglected cemetery at the foot of the hill is a melancholy picture. The hand of time has been laid heavily upon it, and it's beauty has departed, save that beauty which a pensive fancy can see in ruin and desolation, especially when so intimately associated with the dead. Heavy foundations, covered with grass which hides the wreck of masonry, mark the site of the church, which ceased to be used more than a quarter of a century ago." Regarding the Presbyterian Cemetery and names [spelled as they are in the book] of those buried there: "The first elder of the church, William Naylor, was among the first to be buried there. Another elder, John McDowell is buried there, he was son in law of Andrew Wodrow. Also asleep is Andrew Wodrow, a Scotchman by birth, a gentlemen by nature, a scholar above the average of his time. His son, Craig Wodrow also rests in the cemetery. A large marble slab, whose broken fragments are half buried in grass, was over the grave of William Sherrad, who died at St. Augustine, FL, who was brought home that he might be buried where his friends could visit his grave. The wife of J. B. Sherrad and two wives of David Gibson, the wife of John W. Marshall; Dr. Robert Newman; Nathaniel Kuykendall; Peter Peters; Joseph Combs; Eli Davis, the old jailer who faithfully performed the unpleasant duty of locking doors between unfortunates and freedom, but who himself finally entered the narrow cell whose door will never be unlocked until the graves give up their dead. The old tavern keeper, Steinbeck........Death levels all. Even the old, faithful slave, known only by the name of Mammy Betsy......."All that live shall share thy destiny." A willow tree once waved over the graves of Mrs. McGuire, the mother of the second wife of William Naylor and the mother of Samuel McGuire, clerk of Hampshire Co., in 1815. Not far distance is the grave of Mary, wife of William S. Naylor, daughter of Mrs. Sarah Davis, who is buried beside her. Miss Charity Johnson; Dr. Dyer; Jacob Heiskell, Samuel Heiskell, Adam Heiskell and Elizabeth the daughter of Christopher Heiskell. Mrs. Fitzgerald; Chichester Tapscott; his sister, Mrs. White; a stranger only known as Wood; Elizabeth Evans, an outcast, an inebriate, welcomed to nobody's home while living. Mr. and Mrs. David Griffith and Mrs. Catherine Cookus; John Baker White and wife; J. P. Kercheval, grandson of historian Samuel Kercheval. Adam Heiskell, one of the first of that name to come to Hampshire, lives undisturbed. A grand niece of Lord Fairfax is among the dead. The grave of an insane man, but no marker. Thomas Ragland, lawyer; James Dailey, banker; George Porterfield; William Mulledy, b. 1796 of poor parents, without an introduction to men in high places, he pushed into the great battle of life. When the old cemetery became filled, a few years prior to the civil war, the ground for a new one was procured, large enough to meet the requirements of the people of Romney for a few generations. It is on a promontory, naturally sterile and barren, which juts out over the wide South Branch Valley.....The Indians recognized this when they buried their dead there."