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
Mrs. Polk still lives at “Polk Place,” Nashville, Tennessee, a stately
and noble home, like the Hermitage in this respect, that the mortal
remains of its master, amid verdure and flowers, beneath the shadow of
its trees, await the final call. The inscription on the monument, to the
memory of President Polk, is in Mrs. Polk’s own words; and here, in this
home, consecrated by his death, the venerable widow of the eleventh
President of the United States peacefully awaits the summons which will
recall her to the Soul whose life and name it has been her chief earthly
glory to embellish and to represent.
* * * * *
Mrs. Taylor, the wife of General Taylor, the twelfth President of the
United States, was one of those unknown heroines of whom fame keeps no
record. Her life, in its self-abnegation and wifely devotion, under
every stress of privation and danger on the Indian’s trail, amid
fever-breeding swamps, and on the edge of the battle-field, was more
heroic than that ever dreamed of by Martha Washington—or continuously
lived by any Presidential lady of the Revolution—yet time will never
give her a chronicler.
When General Taylor received the official announcement that he was
elected President of the United States, among other things he said: “For
more than a quarter of a century my house has been the tent, and my home
the battle-field.” This utterance was simply true, and through all these
years, this precarious house and home were shared by his devoted wife.
He was one of the hardest worked of fighting officers. Intervals of
official repose at West Point and Washington never came to this young
“Indian fighter.” His life was literally spent in the savage wilderness,
but whether in the swamps of Florida, on the plains of Mexico, or on the
desolate border of the frontier, the young wife persistently followed,
loved and served him. Thus all her children were born, and kept with her
till old enough to live without her care; then, for their own sakes, she
gave them up, and sent them back to “the settlements,” for the education
indispensable to their future lives—but, whatever the cost, she stayed
with her husband.
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