Ten Years in Washington: or, Inside Life and Scenes in Our National Capital as a Woman Sees Them ... to Which Is Added a Full Account of the Life and Death of President James A. GarfieldClemmer, Mary
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Ten Years in Washington: or, Inside Life and Scenes in Our National Capital as a Woman Sees Them ... to Which Is Added a Full Account of the Life and Death of President James A. Garfield
Clemmer, Mary
Washington (D.C.) -- Description and travel; Washington (D.C.) -- History
“Nothing can exceed the loneliness of this large and gloomy mansion,
hung with black, its walls echoing only sighs and groans. My poor
husband suffered dreadfully when he was told his mother’s eyes were
constantly turned to the door, watching for him. He had left
Washington to bring me and the children, at her request. She had every
thing about her to awaken love. She was beautiful to the eye, even in
her illness; her complexion was clear as an infant’s, her figure
perfect, and her hands and feet were the most delicate I ever saw. She
was refined and gentle in every thing that she said and did; and,
above all, a pure and spotless Christian. She was my _beau ideal_ of a
perfect gentlewoman.
“The devotion of father and sons to her was most affecting. I don’t
think I ever saw her enter a room that all three did not spring up to
lead her to a chair, to arrange her footstool, and caress and pet
her.”
Mrs. Robert Tyler presided at the White House till June, 1844, when
President Tyler was married to Julia Gardiner, of Gardiner’s Island, New
York, a youthful beauty and _belle_. After many vicissitudes Mrs. Tyler
entered the Catholic church, and now resides in Georgetown. Like Mrs.
Madison, she has returned to the scenes of her early triumphs, and
during the sessions of Congress may often be seen in the diplomatic
gallery of the senate chamber, a stately black-eyed matron dressed in
deep mourning.
Mrs. Polk, intellectually, was one of the most marked women who ever
presided in the White House. A lady of the old school, educated in a
strict Moravian Institute, her attainments were more than ordinary, her
understanding stronger than that of average women; but she obeyed St.
Paul, and held her gifts in silence. She never astonished or offended
her visitors by revealing to them the depth or breadth of her
intelligence; nevertheless she used that intelligence as a power—the
power behind the throne. Never a politician, in a day when politics, by
precedent and custom, were forbidden grounds to women, she no less was
thoroughly conversant with all public affairs, and made it a part of her
duty to inform herself thoroughly on all subjects which concerned her
country, or her husband.
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