St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1888-11-12

| byterlan church, under charge of DR..
| HaineS, and where he and his family
! attend regularly. occupying pew 1C6.
When this campaign began the Har-
| rison homestead was a coy one, with
handsome surroundings, but the ma
Iauding bands and tramping feet have
long since carried away the fence sur
rounding the yard and converted the
grassy plot into muddy plateau, while
the carpets within the house have been
worn threadbare, and there is an air OF
WEAKNESS and fatigue permeatng every
room. Mrs. Harrison was recently III
terviewed by
NELLIE BLY,,
the lively little correspondent of the
New York World. The future mistress
of the White house had then just re-
turned from the trip to Put-in-Bay, and
the picture given of her by Nellie Bly,
is a very graphic one: Il am not in the
least tired,o she asserted, with bright
| smile. sit was trip for rest, and has
been of benefit to Mr.. Harrison. | am
| proud that have a great deal of vital
ity. am never i'll, aud since the NOM
nation have not had an hour, | can
say. to rest. A little baby giN has
come to my daughter since then, and l
| have had the entire care of them both
and of my grandson, Benjamin, added
to my other duties. With it all l an
well and happy. have always taught
| myself not to fuss and worry; that it
only increases discomfort and never
deducts from it; SO | think that the Sc
cret of my perfect health"
with all these duties it must be nee
eSsary to have houSekeeper," sug-
geSted.
mo, indeed" she laughed merriIy
"That's what [ never had. When
was girl my dear old mother made me
learn to work. 1t used to make me
angry. L will never do this when | am
married. l would assert petuIantly.
Very WE'LL mother would answer
quietly, the knowledge will be no
trouble if you don't, and if you are ever
compelled to it will be invaluab.e.' So
| was taught everything, and became
quite an expert, especially as baker.
MY BREAD WAS BEAUTIFUL.
don't know how nice it would be
now, for it is years since l have made
any. My knowledge has served me
well in making me a skillful house
own household matters, and think it a
great pleasure. l often get up at 6
O'Clock in order to go to market. ! al
ways take Benjamin. my grandson, with
me, because the early morning ride does
him good. Do my own marketing? Why,
certainly, always; how else could L eX-
pcct to have things to please me?''
'Will you tell me OF your girlhood
days?"
Yes, they are my happy Ones" said
she, feelingly. II was bornyin Oxford.
O. My father. DIR. John W. Scott, was
professor of the Miami university at the
| time of my birth, and was afterward
president of the female college in the
same town, which position he held at
time of my marriage. L received my
education at the seminary there, and L
was happy girl. We village girls were
very simple in our wants then. We had
driving and sleighing parties, but we
| did not dance. 1t was considered great
sin there, but we managed to have just
as much fun without. We would put
on our newly-Starched calico dresses
and sunbonnets, and we were grand and
content. Isn't it wonderful how the
lives of girls have changed? Imagine
any girl during her graduating year
wearing sunbonnet, yet we all did so,
and were proud OF them when newly
laundrid.'
''Wherc did you meet Gen. Harrison?"
cat Oxford. He was student at the
university and l at the seminary. We
were friends, and we graduated the
same year. When he was twenty years
old and | almost that we were married.
So we started in life young, and we have
never been sorry"
Are your parents living?"
'My father, who will be eighty-nine
years old in January, is living in Wash
| ington with my widowed sister, Mrs.
| Russell Lord. L have also a brother
living"
''What family have you?"
"a SON IN MONTANA.
II have son in Montana. He is
married TO the daughter of Senator
Saunders. the old war governor. My
son has cattle ranch and is somewhat
of a journalist He has one child,
Martisser, a little daughter. | have a
daughter, Mrs. Mary-we call her Mary
Mckee. She lives with us. and her
husband is tradesman in a boot and
shoe house in this city. They were
married when MIR. Harrison was in
Washington, so we had them take
charge of the house for Us. My daughter
Mckee, eighteen years old. who is the
ninth Benjamin Harrison directly
down, and the baby, Mary Lodge
Mckee, who is but eight weeks old, but
is jolly, plump little fairy
''What is your regular routine of the
day."
! ut does not differ from any ones"
she said. 81 get up at ), do my market
ing, breakfast at $50, battle and dress
the babies and have a rCmp with Ben
jamif, lunch at /, and have dinner at g.
| Except in the summer months | devote
two mornings weekly to painting lessons
and one morning to literature class of
which | am a member. BY the way,
this is very literary city. We have
three literary classes as well as literary
clubs; and we have Woman's club,
which is most entertaining and instruct
have the Fortnightly club and the Mer-
rill Literary club, named in honor Of
our teacher, Miss Katharine Merrill, a
remarkably gifted woman. Our success
is due to her teaching"
OIn addition TO this Mrs. Harrison is
quite musician, understanding music
| thoroughly, and being very fond of it.
And now | have not told you what she
looks like, but as her face is already ia
miliar to the reading public there is
not much to tell. Suppose | describe
her as she looked the morning | called
on her. She is small, probably not
| more than five feet two, and has
A PLUMP FIGURE.
Her hands and feet are baby-like in
size, and her little dimpled fingers dis
play a marriage ring and three dia-
mOnds. She wore a plain gray cloth
skirt and plated jacket, belted at the
waist. Her sleeves were tight and plain.
/ showing the outlines of Il finely moulded
arm, and eiiameled gold bracelets clasped
the fair wrists. Her eyes are dark
and soft brown, and her hair contrasts
beautifully, being gray. Her mouth is
the right size for beauty. She wears a
soft. fluffy bang and her hair coiled low
on her neck. Her pictures do not do
her justice, as they cannot show how
her face lights up, how the soul comes
into her eyes. and how the expression