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ericksburg, and staid at Kenmore. Madam Washington’s one
recreation was walking and working in her garden. Her love for
her shrubs, flowers, and herbs was strong. Lakayette came by a
side street unannounced and entered the side gate. “Ah, Marquis!
You have come to see an old woman. But come in. I can make
you welcome without changing my dress. I am glad to see you.
I have often heard George speak of you.”’ At the time she wore a
short gown of linsey, a broad-brimmed hat over her plaited under¬
cap, and was raking leaves. She dropped the rake and took the
hand of the nobleman in both of hers. He bared his head and
bowed. Later, LaFayette said, “I have seen the only Roman
mother living at this day."
April 14, 1789, she had a visit from her first-born. Washing¬
ton had received notice of his election to the Presidency of the
United States and it was necessary for him to leave for New York.
He had galloped from Mount Vernon to spend an hour or more
with his mother. Time pressed, but he lingered, realizing the fact
that this might prove his last visit, as his mother was abed and
stricken with a fatal disease. His premonition was fulfilled, for
Mary Washington died August 25, 1789. New York was a week's
distance by special post rider, and the President did not receive
the news until September Ist.....
Fancy and imagination can fill in these few facts and we can
picture the grand old mother walking in this garden, both early
morning and at twilight, thinking of her boy, her first-born, leading
forces against the Mother country. How her heart ached for him,
as he met trouble and dangers. How her heart throbbed as she
thought of his glory. Prayer after prayer was offered for the
Colony, his forces and her son. As we tread the same brick walk
bordered by the same boxwood we feel a nearness to God, as this
is hallowed ground—to God and our country.
ANNA MARSHALL BRAXTON.
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