Persons of Note Interred
A number of famous Marylanders are interred here, including many Revolutionary patriots and veterans of the War of 1812. Other Marylanders include:
- James Calhoun (1743–1816), first Mayor of Baltimore
- James Morrison Harris (1817–1898), U.S. Representative
- Edward Johnson (1767–1829), Mayor of Baltimore
- Philip Barton Key (1818–1859), son of Francis Scott Key, Shot and killed by Daniel E. Sickles, his lover's husband, at Lafayette Park, Washington, D.C., 27 February 1859
- James McHenry (1753–1816), signer of the U.S. Constitution and Secretary of War
- Edgar Allan Poe (1809–1849), short story writer, editor and critic
- Virginia Eliza Clemm Poe (1822–1847), wife of Edgar Allan Poe
- Maria Clemm (1790–1871), mother-in-law and aunt of Edgar Allan Poe
- William Henry Leonard Poe (1807–1831), brother of Edgar Allan Poe
- General David Poe, Sr. (1743–1816), grandfather of Edgar Allan Poe
- Robert Smith (1757–1842), Secretary of the Navy, Secretary Of State, and Attorney General
- Samuel Smith (1752–1839), U.S. Congressman, U.S. Senator, and Mayor of Baltimore
- Samuel Sterett (1758–1833), U.S. Representative
- David Stewart (1800–1858), U.S. Senator
- John Stricker (1758–1825), War of 1812 Militia Brigadier General
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