The Albany register. [volume] (Albany, Or.) 1868-18??, 1871-07-01
Anccdotc of General jackson.

A widow who resided in Washington |
during Jackson's administration, related /
the following ineide 1t to an acquaintance /
OF the writer's 81 never know she t
began, what it was to have u care or a |
worry about the future while my hus. T
band lived; but he died suddenly, leav- |
ing me poor, with several small children /
l tried taking in boarders. Now and then /
debtor would take French leave, and |
farget In his hurry to ask for his little |
bill, and thus deprive iae a whole |
years's labor. One inmate, however. a |
very stylish clerk in one of the depart- |
nents, was kind enough to stay until he |
owed me more than five hundred dollars. |
lie wore the finest broadcloth. and the
most expensive jeweiry, and patrouized
me i'll such = grand way that rarely had
the courage to dun him. At last. the
grocer nearly drove me distracted about
the bill was owing him, and went in
despeI alton to Mr.. Jones. s.Now really.
Mrs. -" he said, calmly looking
down on me with serene pity, you ought
to know that this isn't the way to treat
gentleman of my standing I-aw-fear
| shall be under the necessity Of leaving
if am to be annoyed about that paltry
sum again" | supposed | was a fool,
but dared not answer him, and withdrew
looking as guilty as if he had dunned me.
Now. Jones often boosted at the table of
intimacy with the President. He con-
descended to speak highly of him as
grand old hero, on cordial terms with
his friend Mr.. Jones. In my distress [
actually put on my bonnet and went to
ask Jac.1son to assist me. I met with
many rcbuffs from porters and servants,
but l had courager. until, to my
dismay, | found myself in the very pres
enee OF the President of the United
States; then my affairs looked small
enough | felt as If could crawl through
the keyhole easier than do such an cr-
rand with the keen look from uader Mr..
j jackson 5 brows upon me. lie saw nv
embarrassment and-I don't know
had me telling al my troubles to him
as If he had been nay own sou. Dear
me | exclaimed at last, Il don't know
bow | dared come 10 yon. but Jones pro-
| fessed to be On .uch intimate terms with
your Excc!leucy.' All :! be said with
twinkle IN his eye; then | think | must
send hi.a my aatoy'nih. He will value
that ! urd sitting down to his desk he
wrote a few scathing lines to his friend,
Mr.. Jones, who wore fuc clothes at IA
poor widow 5 expense, and commanded
hlm to pay uie at once, or resign his clerk
ship, by command of Andrew Jackson,
President OF the United States of
America. His autograph. indeed Why.
that Andrew Jackson crossed the entire
sheet in l,tters as big and black as Il
| thundercloud When | went to pour
the tea that night, gave Mr.. Jones the
no;e, saying. | called on the President
day, and he sent you this You :: as
il had oecn pnppy unaer his feet
Then in his grand way-'0nc af his lit
tic notes on business. brobab!y' But You
should have seen his face before he got
to that atttogsaPh; he tried to look proud
and indi diticrcnt he tried to eat his sup
per, but pitied him. He stopped after
supper, laid down what money he had
huuibly begged my pardon, aud in day
or two brought n,e the whole sum. After
that. all went well with me. You ser,
! had these words always in my mind
/ Come to me again, Mrs the wild
ow and the iitthcrleSs shall always fad in
Inc IA friend | caa assure you that
/ priced those parting words more, perhaps,
/ than Joues did the Presidents .aato-
graph"