Our Legacy:Remembering the last hanging in Annapolis

With a crescent of a pale, declining moon showing just above the cross of a church steeple, greeted the uplifted eyes of those who saw Snowden advance to the gallows steps. Up the steps he went without aid and as he mounted the scaffold he was taken in hand by the deputies and placed on the trap. In voices that could be heard a half a block away, the minister, female singers and Snowden were singing. The words came clear up the crisp morning air and not a word was uttered by the throng. There was no demonstration.

It was 90 years ago, on Jan. 31, 1918 when a local man of color was convicted...