Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1880-01-10

me so deeply. 1t was so unexpected, and
such contrast to the struggling years L
spent there when | was younger. He re-
CURED to it again, mentioning the recep-
lions both at San Franciscoand Sacramento;
and, more generally, at all points he visited
on the Pacific coast. He recounted the
pleasures of his Yosemite trip, mentioning
this to a little group of gentlemen near
bim-his driving the stage coach through
the body of one of the big trees. General
Beale told me that scarcely any of the
brilliant scenes through which he had
passed during his great journey seemed to
have left so deep and cherished memory
as his reception on your own coast by his
tellow-citizens- strangers, yet not strangers,
but grateful to his sight after his long
wanderings.
everything was done in perfection to make
Even those Arabian horses, Leopard
and 6 Linda" presented to the ex-Presi.
dent by the Sultan of Turkey, were brought
In from the country to his stables in town,
where their owner might see them as often
as he wished. They are superbly formed
creatures-iron-gray in color, and caress-
ing IN their manner, even to strangers.
Their mild eyes seem always asking you to
love them, but their ears and nostrils are
full of fire and spirit.
The brief stay of Gen. and Mrs. Grant
was full of delightful incidents. She
seemed happy to be in Washington again
very many ladies called upon her. and she
had modest greeting for all. It was
graceful feature at Mr.. Morton's-the por-
trait of the General, hanging in ife-size
opposite the front entrance upon the wall
OF that baronial- looking hall, dressed in
the uniform of his rank, with hat on and
tield-glass in hand. 1t is a speaking like
ness, and was painted just at the close of
the war.
REJoINDER.
Before finishing this letter it is due to
myself that allude to an ungracious and
uncalled.for criticism upon me by name, in
the REcoRD-UNI of December Goth, by
an Oregon correspondent, &C." I am
gravely charged with having told my
readers that Simeon B. Chittenden, an
eminent Brooklyn Congressman, long
New York city importer, once ran for
Mayor of Detroit. 1t was Hon. Zachariah
Chandler of whom l wrote you this fact,
as my too-ready critic will discover if he
refers to his RECORD UNION file. 1t would
have been in better taste had he done so
before rushing into print as a censor of
ellow-correspondent. In the sentence pre-
ceding the statement made regarding Mr..
Chandler, | had revised four compositor's
rendering of Mr. Chittenden's first name.
Hence my talented arraigner's confusion of
ideas. With equal clearness he makes an
imaginary point on my reference to Gen
eral JEFF. c. Davis, to whose soldierly
traits l both then and always have done
kindly justice. En- PEASANT, l had pleas
ant after-dinner interview with the Gen.
eral on that last and Inflated visit to
Washington, to preside at the meeting of
the Army of the Cumberland. When
rose at its conclusion and babe him good
evening, he said, with a warm grasp of his
clay cold hand, "Not good evening, but
good night" He had already contracted
the cold that resulted in his death, and was
too i'll to go to the Capitol ball that night.
Yet | little dreamed, during our brief inter-
change of thought, how soon my grave
though kindly interlocutor would be called
to bid this warm and breathing world of
men Not good evening" but good night.
EMMA JAMES.