A Literary Recluse.
Some years since, Judson Ellis, a literary recluse, existed in a little hut on the mountain overlooking the village of Brandt. His only companions were a herd of goats. These occupied a share of the cabin, and furnished him some food and company -- and considerable aroma. Ellis wrote blood-and-thunder yarns for the "New York Weekly" and other leading publications of the kind, and occasionally he would come down to the little school house and deliver a free lecture on literature, or some kindred subject. Leaving Brandt, he removed to Delaware county, N. Y., where he still writes his yarns, lectures on phrenolog[y], examines bumps at a dime per head, and raises goats. He is 87 years old, six feet tall in his stockings, and well formed and informed. Why he leads the life of a recluse, is only known to Ellis and his God. Some queer chaps in the strange world. -- "Whit" in Leader.
The Tri-States Union,
Port Jervis, Orange, New York,
18 June 1891,
Page 4, Column 7.
Available online at the Old Fulton NY Post Cards website.
Mr Ellis is found here - http://www.dcnyhistory.org/cemwalt2.html.
Courtesy of Julia Everett - posted this website January 18, 2017