


Hidden deep in the rugged gorge of Horse Hollow, where steep wooded slopes close in around the lazy Pequea Creek, lie the weathered remains of one of Lancaster Countyโs ambitious but short-lived industrial experiments. When glimpsed from the water, the ruins feel almost mythic, like something out of The Lord of the Rings, with its terraced stone foundations rising from the banks.
These remnants belonged to the Pequea Magnetic Ore Mine, an operation that once promised to revolutionize American iron production. For a brief window of time, the countryโs attention turned to this hidden corner of Martic and Conestoga Townships. Even Thomas Edison sent an agent to examine the ore, curious to see whether the Pequea deposits might play a role in his own work with magnetic separation.
The story began in 1881 with the founding of the Pequea Magnetic Iron Mining Company. Its goal was to extract the regionโs low-grade magnetite and then upgrade it through magnetic concentration. The creek divided the operation in two: the mine on the east side in Martic Township and the sprawling mill complex on the west side in Conestoga Township. A large processing building rose above the water, filled with crushers, concentrators, steam engines, and experimental equipment designed to turn unremarkable ore into a premium product.

Despite the bold vision, the company struggled from the beginning. The machinery was costly to operate, the ore was stubborn, and competition from richer Western mines grew steadily. After sixteen years of uneven progress, the first venture finally closed in 1897.
Sixteen years later, a second attempt began in 1903 when the Standard Iron Mining and Furnace Company revived the mine. This new phase produced some of the siteโs most memorable scenes. To power the expanding works, the company hauled in a massive upright boiler weighing nearly eleven tons. It was so large that a team of thirty-two mules was required to drag it up from the rail lines at Safe Harbor along the twisting climb of Sand Hill Road. Curious onlookers gathered along the route as the enormous machine inched its way toward Horse Hollow.

For a short time, the gamble appeared to work. By 1906, the mine had become a busy hub of activity. Nearly 180 men worked either along the creek or in the hilltop processing buildings. Migrant laborers lived in small shacks along the creekโs edge, forming a temporary settlement that sprang up with the mine and faded just as quickly. Ore blasted from the eastern bank was hoisted up an incline, crushed, sent across the creek on a conveyor, and then reduced to fine particles that passed beneath a battery of electromagnets. Steam powered everything, from the crushers to the hoists, and the boilers devoured coal at a remarkable rate.
Even at its peak, the mineโs economics remained fragile. The ore required intense processing, the equipment was demanding to maintain, and transportation costs were high. By 1909, the workforce had dwindled again, and the operation slipped back into decline. In 1913, the final owners dismantled the machinery, tore down the last buildings, and removed the short railway line that once connected the site to Safe Harbor.
Strangely, that was not the end of the Pequea Magnetic Ore Mine. One final and unintentionally humorous chapter came later. Beginning in 1912 and continuing long after the mine had been abandoned, salesmen marketed shares of the operation to investors in the Western states. The effort continued for nearly twenty years. In 1932, two bewildered stockholders from Oklahoma finally traveled east to inspect their โinvestmentโ and discovered that the company they had been supporting no longer existed. Their visit brought the situation to light, and officials quickly moved to halt the fraudulent sales for good.

Today, the Pequea Magnetic Ore Mine survives only in stone outlines and scattered foundations along the creek. Nature has softened the ruins, but their scale and arrangement still hint at the ambition that once filled this narrow hollow. From the water, the site appears unexpectedly grand, as though the creek itself is carrying visitors past the skeleton of a forgotten industrial age.
Did You Know?
The name Horse Hollow has inspired a few tales over the years, including stories of Union soldiers hiding reserve mounts here during the Civil War or plans to tether horses in the hollow should Confederate troops cross the Susquehanna during the Battle of Wrightsville on June 28, 1863. While colorful, these explanations almost certainly came long after the name was already in use.
Local tradition instead points to a tragic accident on the steep road once known as Mud Lane. On December 1, 1845, Frederick Pfeiferโfather of a future mayor of Lancaster Cityโwas driving a load of wheat down the icy hillside when his horse slipped. Pfeifer jumped from his dearborn carriage but became entangled in the harness and was dragged beneath the animal. The event was widely reported at the time, and many believe it gave the hollow its enduring and evocative name.
Planning Your Visit
The ruins of the Pequea Magnetic Ore Mine lie on private property and are not accessible by land. They can, however, be safely viewed from the Pequea Creek. Visitors can kayak past the site. Tubing trips with Sickmanโs Mill also pass directly by the ruins, offering an easy and legally appropriate way to see what remains.

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1875 map of Conestoga Township, Lancaster County, PAPrice range: $27.99 through $29.99
Resources
- A history of mining in Lancaster County : 1700-1900
- The Old Home Scene Conestoga by Larry E. Hess
- Stories radiating from Conestoga Centre
- The News-Journal May 20, 1892: Magnetic Ore Mine
- Lancaster New Era November 3, 1959: Iron Mining Failed Here
- Sunday News March 15, 1953: 20-Mule Team? Phooey! Local โHitchโ Used 32
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Frederick Pfeiffer was my 4th great grandfather. He lived from 1788 to 1845. The story of the horse accident has passed down thru the generations. Frederick came to America about 1806 and married Mary Christiana Schweicker in 1811. He is buried in the cemetery behind the Methodist church in Marticville. If you know of anyone who is familiar with him or his family, please pass on my information. irishdusk@gmail.com Mary