The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1880-08-12
ANDREW JACKsoN's WOE
What is the Worlds Honors 70
Me?-An Old Family Servants
Account of His Wife's Death.

Courier-J ournal: There was to be
a grand supper given ole master in
Nashville the next day, and in the
evening she tole him he must lay
down and get sCme sleep. He hadn't t
day, but he said ''No." Ole mIstus
said he must, and she had bed
brought into the parlor for him.
Betty, who was old, and talked to
master as she pleased, said to him
he should lay down, and that he
should not go to town next day =;
that she saw death on the ole mis-
tus' face. He then went into the
parlor, took off his coat, waistcoat
and boots and lay down. He said
he couldn't sleep, but he might rest
awhile and to coma f>-r llIIu qurvhE ie
there was any change in mistus.
In a little while mistus said she
wanted to get up. Me and Betty
helped her up and placed her in
chair. Betty was about to fix the
bed, when mistus, who was leaning
on me. said, ''Ahr' and her head
dropped on my shoulder. just
then George came to the door. He
was going home and his wife want
ed him always TO ask how ole mis-
tus was before he started. | told
MIN to call master. Master run in
and we placed her in bed. She did
not breathe. George went tor the
doctor, who was asleep in another
room. When he came in master
said, "2leed her; bleed her, doctor"
The doctor shook his head. Mas
ter again said, BLEED her, doctor,
Tor Gods sake" The doctor then
stuck the lancet in her arm, but
there was no blood. He then tried
the temple; there was just drop of
bloOd-hardly enough to stain her
cap. Then he said: General, she
Is dead." She never drew a breath
after she said "Ahr' Moses, a col
ored boy on the place, mounted
horse and galloped to Nashville to
tell the news to friends and rela-
tives. Master Andrew Donelson
and Major Lewis came about day
light. | remember their hats were
covered with frost. 1t was a cold,
clear night. Others came in after
ward, and with the neighbors soon
filled the house. Master never left
the room where mistus lay. He
stayed while we washed, combed |
and shrouded her. We tried TO get
him away, but he wouldn't go. He
sat in a chair with his head bowed |
and his face in his hands, crying all
the time. Nobody could comfort |
sent upstairs for ten blankets for
the body to be laid on. Me and |
Betty and Mary Matthews went up |
ard fetched them down. They were |
spread on a table in the parlor, |
where the body was to lay, and it
was put upon them. He thought |
she might come to ins the night and |
said she would lay so hard on the
bare board. When this was done
my little boy Byron came In. Mas
ter called him to him and stood |
him between his knees. "Your ole |
mistus is gone, Byron" he said,
and began again to cry. Miss Mat
thews took Byron away from him.
He sat by the corpse all night hold
ing his lead down and moaning so
pitiful. Every now and then he
would uncover the 4ace and kiss it
and watch to see if there was any |
sign of life. When she was buried |
he could hardly walk and had to be
helped to the grave by two of his
friends. He said to one of the gen
tlelnen when they got back to the
house: "What is the worlds hon |
ors to me since she is taken from |
mer He had q small frame house |
built over her grave. He said he
didn't want the rain to fall on her. |
1t remained there until Mr.. Harris |
put up the monument. Master kept |
ole mistus' cap with the spot of
blood on it for many years. | don't
know what ever cum of it.