Prescott journal. [volume] (Prescott, Wis.) 1861-1871, 1862-05-14
A GLIMPSE OF LIFE IN
WASHINGTON.

The Washington correspondent OF the
Springfield Republican, whom we take |
to be Mary Clemmer Ames. thus daguer-
reotypes some notables at Washington:
Hero we can drink our coffee as costly |
and quietly as in the breakfast room at
home, while if we choose, seeing vastly
more. At the round table nearest the
door sits Senator Clarke of New Hamp-
shire, with his beautiful boys and pleas
ant matronly wife. / believe in Senator
Clarke. Anywhere, under any circum-
stances, though | knew nothing else of
The man, would believe in such head
and face as his. He is an earnest and
eloquent Senator, n patriot and Chris
tian. A man over six feet high, of strong
nervous temperament dark hair and
open face, on every line of which is stam-
ped the truth.
Next him, more mindful of his news
paper than his breakfast, sits Senator
Hale, looking exceedingly comfortable,
with his very round fac and his very
large stomach. Mrs Hale. whether
eating her breakfast or sitting, plainly
dressed, in the Senate gallery. or in pur-
pie and ermine, ready for calls, or in the
full costume of the evening, always looks
handsome. A woman Of queenIv pres
ence. with commanding, magnetic eyes,
she can lay claim TO beauty as well as
her lovely daughters, and ut an evening
party looks like their eldest sister,. Misses
Liz e and Lucy bear with them the
fine, pure skin and delicate bloom which
is only wrought by the airs of the New
England mountains, while their large
liquid eyes alone establish their title to
beauty. Here is fine family group.
At the next table we have the Senator
from Michigan, with bis elegant, stylish,
and very state Y wife. She has on one
of The dantest and prettiest OF morning
caps, end scarlet shawl thrown car
lessIy around her graceful shoulders.
Mrs. Chandler has Senatorial dignity
enough to sustain dozen Senators.
Al the next table, snmiudfu of break-
fasI, both reading newspapers, sit Mr..
and Mrs. Crittenden. Mrs. Cr;ttendan.
no ION er young, will always lie beauti
fuI. Nothing can exceed her grace Of
manner. Whether w tn her own pet
friends from, kntuoky, or rising -
greet Mrs. General Banks, or hanking
servant for some slight Alteration, Mrs.
Crittendcn is never less than lady
She looks nearly as handsome this MORT
ing in plain custom, as she did lat night
in the drawing room, N black velvet end
point Tree. Mr.. Crlttpnden still reads
on. :. compromise written on every line
of bis am;abe face.
General and Mrs Banks sat Mt she next
table n few mornings since. Mrs. Banks
looked very sweet, rosy, and youthful.
But your old favorite Republican don't
look as well in military MS lie did in
civilian costume. Some way 10 don't
feel comfortable in Generals coat
How grandly massive is the mans face
and head
Here IS another giant head, though its
owner acts as # it aches. | presume it
does. He played King Lear Inst
night. Edwin Forrest eats his breakfast
alone, eats it fitfully, as il lie would rath-
or not eat it. IL passes his hand over
rs fnrebead, rs if to alley Las pam, He
cances at his Paper, he looks about
taking in everything with those black,
restless, melancholy eyes. Rich and ia
nous, he is a wretched man. A man Of
strong passions md ef.of:ors, wifeess.
chid'oss-wbat are the riches or fame
for him In bis honse in Philadelphia
hangs a picture of two little chillien, one
bathing her naked feet Ia brock, the
other stopping out with the sunlight fall
inc on her head. They tell of this man
how for hours he shuts himself away.
gazing on this picture. No child soic,-s
ran melody through these worse than de-
serted halls. The man must have some
thing chldlike in his nature who can
thus seek solace for his hopeless desc
lation.
Here sits Senator Lane Of Indiana, |
quiet man. who wakes mp to fiery elo-
qucnce; pattiot who would sacrifice
himself eand all that be has for bis country
AID here his wife whose ample brow and
clear brown eyes bear The insignia OF
goodness. rs we'll as intal'eat. A woman
to be trusted and sought a friend for
the intrinsic qualities Of her own natura.
A woman who viii take your hand and
accept you for your own sake, if you are
worth acceptin@, without asking for your
title or inquirng whether you ever had
relative that was hung.