The Olivia Letters: Being Some History of Washington City for Forty Years as Told by the Letters of a Newspaper CorrespondentBriggs, Emily Edson
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The Olivia Letters: Being Some History of Washington City for Forty Years as Told by the Letters of a Newspaper Correspondent
Briggs, Emily Edson
United States -- Politics and government -- 1865-1933; Washington (D.C.) -- History
The various committees had endeavored to make preparations for every
emergency except the most important one; they had made no calculation
for numbers. When it was too late to remedy the error, the members
of the committee discovered they had sold too many tickets; but
this must have leaked out beforehand, for very few leading men
were accompanied by their wives. In many cases they were seen with
daughters or other young people clinging to their arms, whose youth
would seem a shield against the fearful annoyance of the crowd.
Toward midnight the jam culminated. The interesting spectacle might
have been seen of two thousand people trying to get through a single
door at the same instant into the supper room. It was the camel
attempting once more to go through the needle’s eye. A short time
after this, there was a grand division of the guests, composed of two
parties--those who had fared sumptuously and those who had been used
like Mother Hubbard’s darling:
“And when she got there the cupboard was bare,
And so the poor dog got none.”
Three to one could sing the old faithful nursery song. A supper had
been set aside in another part of the building for the President,
Vice-President and their friends, and rumor said that it was a most
superb affair; but this only aggravated the famished ones who had
paid their money for the substance and when about to grasp it had
caught only an empty bubble with “Inaugural Ball” stamped on the
rainbow-tinted, soapy, globular nothing.
The breaking up of the inaugural reception baffles description. The
tearing up of the icebergs in the Arctic seas of a spring morning
might seem more solemn, but alas! alas! not half so enthusiastic and
interesting. The hats and coats of the gentlemen had been numbered,
and then all thrown pell-mell together. As a matter of course when
a check was presented, the hunt commenced. For hours men waited, and
then were obliged to go home without hats or coats. In the meantime,
the ladies, weary of waiting, sunk down in graceful attitudes on
the carpeted floor, or else called their carriages and took their
departure alone, leaving their escorts to follow as soon as the
hat-and-coat trouble found solution.
When the sun arose on the 5th of March, his rays gilded eight hundred
frantic men, who still stood doggedly at their posts, calling in vain
for their hats and coats; but as this letter has nothing to do with
anything but the 4th of March, the kaleidoscope is finished with the
dawn of a new day.
OLIVIA.
PRESIDENT JOHNSON’S FAMILY.
TRAITS OF THE FEMALE AND YOUNGER MEMBERS THEREOF.
WASHINGTON, _March 9, 1869_.
The family of Mr. Andrew Johnson was the least ostentatious of any
that has yet inhabited the White House, and its members preserved at
the capital the simple manners of their former State. The retirement
and quiet of their life was so great that many are curious to know
of them, and a few words of description may be interesting to your
readers.
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