He was a man of wealth, owning a large cotton plantation near Friar’s Point, Mississippi, to which he made annual trips on horseback, usually at crop selling time, and returning with vast sums of money. Not caring to risk the health of his large and happy family, in the malarial districts of the Mississippi swamps, he made his home at Port Royal. The original Norfleet residence, with few exceptions, remains intact, and is at present owned and occupied by Mr. W. E. Alley, a prosperous farmer, and substantial citizen of Montgomery county. For the benefit of his family, Dr. Norfleet kept a number of efficient servants. Among them two very refined house maids, Kitty Hopson and Adeline Norfleet; Frank, the carriage driver; Mary, the cook, and Louis, a roustabout. Of these, only one survive, Adeline, who in her old age, finds no greater pleasure than in talking of her white people. Although the Norfleets were the acknowledged aristocrats of the country, they were also benevolent to a marked degree. Apropos of their liberality, I deem it not amiss to mention the case of Ed and Fronie Hawkins, a very unique, feeble minded couple of white people, who lived in a small one-room log cabin, near Turnersville, in Robertson county, and subsisted mainly on charity. Mr. Hawkins, familiarly known as “Old Ed,” was a tall, lank figure, with a shock of long sandy hair, that hung in strings around his neck, while his sallow complexion and deep set small blue eyes, completed the make-up of an unattractive personality. Fronie, his dumpy dame, in point of height, measured very little above her husband’s slender waist. She had small brown eyes, fair complexion, and an abundant suit of coarse red hair, which she wore in a massive club, or coil, at the nape of her neck, held in place by a rusty horn tuck comb. About three times a year, they made begging trips to Port Royal, Dr. Norfleet’s home being their objective point. Fronie would generally start a few days in advance of her husband, in order to get her charity donations together. He would follow later, and help carry them home. Dr. Norfleet wore white linen suits in summer, and on one occasion, gave Fronie a second hand suit for Ed. Dr. Norfleet was tall, and his pants legs were long, so she conceived the idea of packing her donations in the legs of those he had given her. She sewed up the legs at the bottom, put a stout loop on the back of the binding at the top, and hung her improvised receptacle on a hook behind the office door; everything that was given to her, she dropped it down the pants legs--sugar, coffee, second-hand clothes, chunks of meet, etc., all in a jumble. When they were well nigh full, she began to wish for Mr. Hawkins. He came at last, and she led him to look behind the door.