The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1880-07-21
ANDREW JACKsON's WIFE.
The story of Her Death as Told by an Old
Servant.

The Story of Her Death as Told by an Old
Servant.
There was to be grand supper given old
master in Nashville the next day, and in the
evening" she tole him he must lsy own and
get SOME sleep. -se hadn't had his clothes off
since Wednesday but he saId mo" Ole
mistus said he must and she had bed
brought into the parior for him. Betty, who
was old, and talked 10 master as she pleased,
said TO him that he should lay down, and thas
he should not go TO town next day; that
she saw death on the ole mistus' face.
He then vert into the parlor, took off his
coat. westcoat and boots. and lay
down. He said he couldn't sleep, but
he might rest a while, and to come for
MIN quick if there was any change in
mistus. In little while mistus said she
wanted to get up. Me and Betty helped her
up and placed her in a chair. Betty was
about TO fix the bed, when mistus, who wRs
leaning On me, sale, "Ah!" ana her head
dropped on my shoulder. Just then George
came TO the door. He was going home and
his wife wanted him always to ask how old
mistUs was before he started. tole him TO
call master. Master run in. and we placed
her in bed. She dld not breathe. George
went for the doctor, who was esleep in an.
other room. When he came in master said,
BLEED her, bleed her. doctor y The doctor
shook his head. Master again said, 'BIeed
her, doctor, for Gods sakel" The doctor
then struck the lancet in her arm, but there
was 70 blood. He then tried the temple;
there was just a drop of blood-hardly
enough to stain her cap. Then he said,
General, she is dead" She never
drew breath after sho said "Aht" Moses a
colcred boy on the place, mounted horse
and galloped to Nashville to tell the news to
friends and relatives. Master Andrew
Doneison and Major Lewis came about day
light. l remember their hats were covered
with frost It was cold, clear night Others
came in afterward, and, with tbs neighbors.
soon filed 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 the time.
Nobody could comfort him After mistus
was laid out, be seat up stairs for ten blan-
kets for the body to belaid on. Ne and Bstty
and Mary Matthews went up and fetched
them Gown. They were spread on table
In the parlOr, where the BODY was to lay,
and it put upon them He thought
she might come to in the night, and said she
would lay so hard on the bare board. When
this was done my little boy Byron came in.
Master called him to him aud stood him be-
tween his knees Your ole mlssus is gone,
Byron" he said, and began again to cry.
Miss Matthews took Byron away from him.
He set by the corpse all night, holding his
head down and moaning SO pitlful Every
now and then he would uncover the face
and kiss it, and watch to see il there was any
sign of life. When she was buried be could
hardly walk, and bad to be helped to the
grave by two OF his friends. He said to one
of the gentlemen when they got back to the
house: What ia the worlds h0nors to me
since she is taken from me2" He had
small frame house built over her grave. He
said be 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 oft.