On Franklin Street, between First and Second, was the Ellis home, where Poe, with Mr. and Mrs. Allan, lived for a time after their return from England.  On North Fifth Street, near Clay, still stood the cottage that was the next home of the Allans.  At the southeast corner of Eleventh and Broad Streets was the school which Poe had attended, afterward the site of the Powhatan Hotel.  Near it was the home of Mrs. Stanard, whose memory comes radiantly down to us in the lines “To Helen.”

Ever since the tragedy of the Hellespont, it has been the ambition of poets to perform a noteworthy swimming feat, and one of Poe’s schoolboy memories was of his six-mile swim from Ludlam’s Wharf to Warwick Bar.

On May 16, 1836, in Mrs. Yarrington’s boarding-house, at the corner of Twelfth and Bank Streets, Poe and Virginia Clemm were married.  The house was burned in the fire of 1865.

In January, 1837, Poe left the Messenger and went north, after which most of his work was done in New York and Philadelphia.  “The Fall of the House of Usher” was written when he lived on Sixth Avenue, near Waverley Place, and “The Raven” perched above his chamber door in a house on the Bloomingdale Road, now Eighty-Fourth Street.

When living in Philadelphia Poe went to Washington for the double purpose of securing subscribers for his projected magazine, and of gaining a government appointment.  The house in which he stayed during his short and ill-starred sojourn in the Capital is on New York Avenue, on a terrace with steps to a landing whence a longer flight leads to a side entrance lost in a greenery of dark and heavy bushes.  On the opposite side is a small, square veranda.  The building, which is two stories and a half high, was apparently a cheerful yellow color in the beginning, but it has become dingy with time and weather.  The scars of its long battle with fate give it the appearance of being about to crumble and crash, after the fashion of the “House of Usher.”  It has windows with gloomy casements, opening even with the ground in the first story, and in the second upon a narrow balcony.  A sign on the front of the building invites attention to a popular make of glue.[1]

      [1] Since this was written the old house has been torn down.

In 1849, about two years after the passing of the gentle soul of Virginia, Poe returned to Richmond.  He went first to the United States Hotel, at the southwest corner of Nineteenth and Main Streets, in the “Bird in Hand” neighborhood where he had looked for the last time on the face of his young mother.  He soon removed to the “Swan,” because it was near Duncan Lodge, the home of his friends, the MacKenzies, where his sister Rose had found protection.  The Swan was a long, two-storied structure with combed roof, tall chimneys at the ends, and a front piazza with a long flight of steps leading down to the street.  It was famous away back in the beginning of the century, having been built about 1795.  When it sheltered Poe it wore a look of having stood there from the beginning of time and been forgotten by the passing generations.