The weekly Arizona miner., 1879-10-10
GENERAL CHANTS MOTHER.
Interview with Ars- Jesse Grant Reocollec-
 tons Of Her Son

Interview with Arsl Jesse Grant Reccoilec-
 tons Of Her Son
 fFroa the sss YOrs GapAie.l X few days ago Graphic reporter called upon Mrs. Jesse Grant, the venerable mother of the ex-PIesident. who makes her home vItk her daughter, Mrs Corbin, ia Jersey City. The Corbin residence is pleasant frame house with broad yeranda, looking down upon beds of brilliant salvia and scar let geraaiums, mIBgled with dusty millers and foliage plants. It stands on Payonia avenns, nos far from the old Court House. In response 10 card, Mrs. Graat soon en- tered the handsome parior. into which the reporter had been nshercd, and seated her self in aH armchair of crimson velvet. which threw into strong Alsef her slender figure, draped in black, and the pale, rather delicate, features framed in puffs of sjlvery white hair, shaded by dainty cap of lace. In response 10 an inquiry as to when she expected her son, Mrs. Grant said: sIndeed, the newspapers seem 10 know more aboar 1t than xe ae. At least, so Mr. Corbin says. For myself, neycr read any paper but the Christian Advocate, published at Cincinnati"
 And is that because the paper is re- tgious. or from Cineinn4ta, the reporter venturcd to inquire.
 'Weil, said the lady, smiling, .'princi- paily because II is religious, though am verl much inclined 10 ike anything from Cincinnati. Ton know have lived m Ohio most of the time since l was q girl of twenty, and so many of my old friends live there that my heart clings to it, she coa- cluded, with tear dimmed eyes.
 But most of your family are heref'
 "Yes, answered Mrs. Grant. frightening up, land now have ten g aBdchiIdren, one great grandchild and my own four chil- dren. Once had six, but the son next to Ulysses died number of years ago, and when he was prospering finely, ana then my dear daughter Clara passed away There is picture ot her. continued the old lady, pointing with pride to large portrait in oil of young glrl, perfect brunette, and though not beautiful in figure, having a strong expressive face. Then" resumed Mrs. Grant, ''therc is my daughter, Mrs Cramer, who lives in Denmaux; her hus- band occupies a Government position, you know. She has lovely little daughter, and here arc some of her (Mrs. Cramer's) paint ings.' The paintings were landscapes of foreign and home scenery, some of them of considerable merit.
 "You are very proud of your childrenl'' remarked the reporter
 "Yes, said the old iady, with satisfied smile, .they are pretty good, take them on the whole; put It's no easy thing to bring up family
 The writer, having only made the expert ment theoretically. agreed, and inquired what sort of a baby Ulysses was.
 ssWell very fair fhousrh don't knoxv as he was any different from the ress of them, but peop seem tes think I'd say SO now. He was always steady, serious sort of boy, who took everything in earnest. Even when he played he made business of it.
 "You expect to sec him soonl'
 "Yes, my grandsons, Ulysses and Jesse, have gone to. meet him. They think he will arrive shortly. Then he is coming through East. l hear they have got his house in Galena, that the folks there gave him, Tn readiness, even 10 the servants, but, ," sine bridling up little, "I know he will come first to see his mother
 Where will he reside this winterlr
 Maybe in Washington, maybe in New York, or in Philadelphia. there are lots of l places to live in, and there's no telling what | he will do. One thing do know. he and | Mrs Grant will be glad to have a rest. You see the Europeans like fighting men, and l feasting and dining him until 1 expect the l poor boy is clear worn out"
 "Tben you won't approve of any herei'
 "No, indeed, we are not of & demonstra- live family" said the sweet old lady. None of us care penny for all the demonstrations n the world.n