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
“The vessel which has my clothes and other matter is not arrived. The
ladies are impatient for a drawing-room; I have no looking-glasses, but
dwarfs, for this house; nor a twentieth part lamps enough to light it.
Many things were stolen, many were broken, by the removal; amongst the
number, my tea-china is more than half missing. Georgetown affords
nothing. My rooms are very pleasant, and warm, whilst the doors of the
hall are closed.
“You can scarce believe that here in this wilderness-city, I should find
myself so occupied as it is. My visitors, some of them, come three and
four miles. The return of one of them is the work of one day. Most of
the ladies reside in Georgetown, or in scattered parts of the city at
two and three miles distance. We have all been very well as yet; if we
can by any means get wood, we shall not let our fires go out, but it is
at a price indeed; from four dollars it has risen to nine. Some say it
will fall, but there must be more industry than is to be found here to
bring half enough to the market for the consumption of the inhabitants.”
The Hon. John Cotton Smith, a member of Congress from Connecticut,
describing Washington as it appeared to him on his arrival there, wrote
as follows:
“Our approach to the city was accompanied with sensations not easily
described. One wing of the Capitol only had been erected, which, with
the President’s House, a mile distant from it, both constructed with
white sandstone, were striking objects in dismal contrast with the scene
around them. Instead of recognizing the avenues and streets portrayed on
the plan of the city, not one was visible unless we except a road, with
two buildings on each side of it, called the New Jersey Avenue. The
Pennsylvania, leading as laid down on paper, from the Capitol to the
Presidential mansion, was then nearly the whole distance a deep morass,
covered with alder bushes, which were cut through the width of the
intended Avenue the then ensuing winter.... The roads in every direction
were muddy and unimproved; a sidewalk was attempted in one instance by a
covering formed of the chips of the stones which had been hewed for the
Capitol. It extended but a little way, and was of little value, for in
dry weather the sharp fragments cut our shoes, and in wet weather
covered them with white mortar; in short, it was a new settlement. The
houses, with two or three exceptions, had been very recently erected,
and the operation greatly hurried in view of the approaching transfer of
the national government. A laughable desire was manifested by what few
citizens and residents there were, to render our condition as pleasant
as circumstances would permit. Notwithstanding the unfavorable aspect
which Washington presented on our arrival, I cannot sufficiently express
my admiration of its local position. From the Capitol you have a
distinct view of its fine, undulating surface, situated at the
confluence of the Potomac and its Eastern Branch, the wide expanse of
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