The Ladies of the White House; Or, in the Home of the Presidents: Being a Complete History of the Social and Domestic Lives of the Presidents from Washington to the Present Time—1789–1881Holloway, Laura C. (Laura Carter)
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The Ladies of the White House; Or, in the Home of the Presidents: Being a Complete History of the Social and Domestic Lives of the Presidents from Washington to the Present Time—1789–1881
Holloway, Laura C. (Laura Carter)
Presidents -- United States -- Biography; Presidents' spouses -- United States -- Biography
But her offence was the acceptance of a companion and friend, who would
shield her from poverty and unhappiness, and add to her life, what she
had never known, a husband and a home. The bonds of a civil marriage had
been dissolved, not by her efforts, but by her ungenerous, narrow-minded
husband, and she had become the wife of a man eminently suited to her.
With all the bitter experience of her short married life, she trustingly
confided her happiness into the keeping of one who never betrayed it,
and who made her existence a continued source of joy. In the higher
courts, in her conscience, but one marriage tie was recognized, and but
one possessed the entire affection of her young and chastened heart.
It had been arranged that a grand dinner and ball should be given on the
23d of December, to General and Mrs. Jackson, that day being the
anniversary of the night-battle below New Orleans; a day rendered
celebrated in the annals of his country by his own heroic achievements.
A week previous to this intended festival, and a few days after her
visit to Nashville, Mrs. Jackson was seized with a spasmodic affection
of the muscles of the chest and left shoulder, attended with an
irregular action of the heart, and great anxiety of countenance. The
suspense and uneasiness occasioned by the late political strife being at
an end, and the uncertainty of the event no longer torturing her, she
could bear up no further. One of the physicians in attendance upon her,
gives the following minute and interesting account:
“Being hastily sent for, I lost no time in rendering her all the
assistance in my power. Finding she had been bled before my arrival,
without any manifest abatement of the symptoms, I repeated the
operation, which was again had recourse to in the evening, on the
arrival of Dr. Hogg, an eminent physician of Nashville, who had been
sent for simultaneously with myself. These successive bleedings,
together with other treatment, produced great relief, and an entire
subsidence of all the alarming symptoms. The three following days she
continued to improve; she was cheerful, and could sit in her chair and
converse with her friends. On Monday night, however, she sat up too
long, caught cold, and had slight symptoms of pleurisy. These soon
yielded to the proper remedies, a profuse perspiration ensued, which it
was thought proper to encourage with mild, diluent drinks; everything
promised a favorable issue. In this situation, after Dr. Hogg and myself
had retired to an adjoining room, our patient unfortunately got up twice
and sat by the fire. The perspiration became suddenly checked. She cried
out, ‘I am fainting,’ was placed in bed, and in a moment afterwards she
was a lifeless corpse!
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