journal and planted the well-stocked orchards with peaches, apples,
cherries, apricots, plums and nectarines. The plantation book shows
the plan of planting and lists all the fruits by name.
The account of liming operations; of sub-soiling; of fallowing
the various fields, is given for the years from 1850 to 1860, and
proves that the plantation was operated upon our so-called
modern lines.
Every old house has, or should have, its ghost story, or its
respectability might be impugned. And [Tuckahoe hastwo. There
is one tale of a youthful bride, in wedding veil and satin gown,
wringing unhappy hands as she rushes along the Ghost Walk away
. from the husband three times her age. Ihen, there is the story of
the dainty Little Grey Lady who, when the midnight hour has come,
steps gently out from a cupboard in the lovely old “‘Burnt Room’
to mingle with the mortals for atime. This tale tells, further, that
it was through a dream of this fragile wraith that one of Tuckahoe’s
most loved chatelaines was brought to preside in the home.
Happily, the family still controlling the numerous acres of this
estate is by direct descent the same which, in the person of William
Randolph, established itself here in 1674. [hese owners—Joseph
Randolph Coolidge, John Gardner Coolidge, Archibald Cary Cool¬
idge and Harold Jefterson Coolidge—are grandsons in the eighth
generation of the seventeenth-century builder of the house.
The place is full of gentle memories, and here one finds a
restful permanence in an otherwise restless age. In the quiet old
garden the flower faces that look up to cheer us are the same that
have given heart and comfort to generations so remote that they
lie half forgotten beneath grey, crumbling stones. Tuckahoe has
lived through the centuries to stand today a precious relic of
Virginia in the olden time.
EpITH DABNEY [UNIS SALE.