I went to a local auction a few years ago to look for clocks. (Isn't that all they sell at auctions?) There were two tall case clocks tucked into a corner. One with a painted dial (or should I say repainted), and one with a brass dial. Engraved on the brass I read, "Wm. Clement, Totness Fecit" in Old English script. I didn't know where Totness was, but I knew the name William Clement. I could tell by the face and spandrals that it was very old. The hands were a bit long, but old as well. I opened the door and saw a single Huygens loop chain. Really,..... Maybe? I felt the classic, "Don't look too interested" feeling, so I looked at other things. Well, after a long few hours, I was bidding against one other person. I could tell no one there was interested in clocks specifically. $50, $60, $70,...you know the drill. I was prepared to go much higher. The guy stopped at $140. I had this, "I Hit The Lottery Moment." Did I just get an original clock made by the guy who invented the anchor escapement for 150 bucks, went through my head. Well, after a little TLC, the clock sits (and runs) proudly in the entrance hall to my riverfront Victorian home. My house is a Delaware River beauty that was once the home of General E. Burd Grubb (of Grubb Furnace, Lancaster Fame) and Violet Sopwith (of Sopwith Camel Fame). Is my new clock worthy? It sits at a mere 75" tall in a simple oak case, but boast the name of a horological legend. My limited research told me that they used to put 30 movements in shorter oak cases to appeal to the village people with lower ceilings. Can someone help me finish it's story, (whether happy or sad)? Thanks for any help.