The Olde School House- Clue #11

The Olde School House- Clue #11
Not so many years ago
Schools were black and white
Find the Dobbin landmark
Moved to this new site.
Answer: The Old School House
            “On the topic of education in Montgomery, where else was there a school in Montgomery?” Peter suddenly asked, “If Markus ever attended school in Montgomery, maybe there are records!”
            The duo stand in front of an ‘L’ shaped building decorated with many adornments. What if we were wrong all along? This journal may be a complete fake! Have we taken all this time just to find nothing? There must be an answer; we just need to uncover it, just like how I revealed the book from the Earth, beginning our quest for the truth, Peter reflected with worry, mingled in with a warm gratitude for his luck in finding the journal, I guess perhaps, this was the fate that was laid out all in the beginning; for me to hope that I will uncover a grand discover, only to be crushed in failure and be mocked for my childish wishes and stupidity.
            Peter heard a faint voice calling him, “Peter, Peter! Hey!”
            “Peter, stop drifting off in your thoughts! I’m trying to tell you the history of this place!” The voice was Matthew’s. “Now I have to restart again!” he complained, “Okay, for the third time, this is the story of this school house.”
            “This schoolhouse was once in Dobbin, a town North West of Montgomery,” Matthew started, “The schoolhouse was…”
            “Dobbin?” Peter smirked, forcing down a laugh, “That’s a very unusual name!
            “That doesn’t matter!” Matthew snapped, “Let me continue.” Matthew slopped down on a bench laid beside the schoolhouse, “The schoolhouse was for African American students during an era of segregation while the school lasted until 1965 when it was shut down due to government regulations. The exact year of construction for this building is vague, but it was built in the 1920’s.” Peter spots another bench to the right of Matthew and sits down quickly.
            “When was this building moved to Montgomery?” Peter questioned, glancing over his shoulder to the schoolhouse.
            “Well,” Matthew looked behind him to see what Peter was observing and replies, “30 years later, this schoolhouse was acquired by Bill and Candace Witzig who restored and relocated this school in 1995, just two decades ago.” After noticing that there is nothing to look at, Matthew returns his gaze to the journal that sits in his hands. “Oh! Also, a concrete plaque in Dobbin on Highway 105 in front of Mock’s Grocery represents the original location of this school.”
            Now turning his entire torso around towards the silver roofed, Peter takes note of a problem. “I have an interesting question,” Peter calls to Matthew, “How was the Olde School House even relocated? I mean, due to the unfriendly ‘L’ shaped nature of this building, it wouldn’t have been able it fit on a truck or train!”
            Matthew nodded and scratched his head for a moment before replying, “That is true, and that is why the schoolhouse was dismantled into two while over half of the large glass windows needed to be disassembled and rebuilt subsequently.”
            “Fascinating!” Peter commented, “Who owns the place currently then? Are they the Witzigs?”
            “You would think; however, the Olde School House was purchased by John “Cotton” and Bea Rouse in August 9 years ago in 2006.” Matthew corrected, “The foremost feature of this school since being acquired by the Witzigs is that the building has been operating as an antique and gift shop and still is, as you can see from these benches we are sitting upon and the numerous décor.”


            As a car speeds past on the parallel roadway, Matthew and Peter continue to chat about the history of the Olde School House. “Also, there is a tale that says that initially, the town of Dobbin was not known as Dobbin.” Matthew began, “Instead, the name Dobbin was formed when the railroad misspelled Bobbin, the original name of the town, into Dobbin. In response, the citizens just renamed their city to Dobbin to cope with the railroad’s inaccuracy.”
            “How unfortunate!” Peter replied, “What other tales are there enveloped around this Dobbin landmark?”
            “Good question, there is actually an interesting legend that goes with this schoolhouse,” Matthew pointed his index finger upwards in front of his chest, slightly forward, as if he thought of a matter and is just about to begin, “The schoolhouse is rumored to be haunted by the spirit of a former principle, but Bea tells otherwise.”
            “Is this a historical site like the other locations we’ve visited?” Peter reflected curiously, “Also, since this was a schoolhouse in Dobbin, I suppose Marcus Sebastian did not attend this school.”
            “No, this isn’t a historical location, but the school has been approved as a Texas Historical site, but a marker has not been filed for.” Matthew replied, “On the other hand, you are correct; Marcus did not attend this school.”
            Peter sighed and closed his eyes slowly, “Is there anywhere in Montgomery that we haven’t visited that may be a clue to who Marcus is?”
            Matthew subsequently steps towards the door of the school, and gasps, “Peter! Look at this!”
            Peter immediately ran beside Matthew, and also gasps. “A note!” exclaimed Peter in astonishment, “This look just like the one at the First State Bank! This must be our next location.”
            “I bet the elderly man at the Addison-Gandy House is the one leaving the notes!” Matthew concluded, “It must be, since this explanation solves everything, the journal, the hints, and the coin!

            “Err,” Peter contradicted with worry, “That doesn’t explain whether Marcus or Kirk were real!” The duo stood motionless, not even speaking as Peter concluded their conversation.