The Press., 1916-12-21

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 across the street?' asked as I stop ped in front of that fine old home that was now mine. e.
 Come on down the street to my home and I'll give you a cup of tea she invited me with very evident de sire for my company for more ques- tioning.
 ''I give many thanks, but that is not possible to me, as I must write notes to my Pierre and old Nannette for the evening railroad. I bid you good day, beautiful madam" And again I bent over her hand in a salutation of de- parture.
 "Then I'll see you again soon," she said and smiled at me as stood, with my hat in my hand, as she went away from me down the street.
 "Vive la France and Harpeth Amer ica!' I said to myself, as I ascended the steps, was admitted by the Bon- bon and conducted up the stairway to my apartments by good Kizzie, whom met in the wide hall.
 And there ensued an hour of the greatest interest to me, as the very good old slave woman led me from one of the rooms in the large house to another, with many stories of great interest. At last we came to that room in which had been deposited my bags and my other equipment for my jour- ney, and there we made a very long pause.
 This is your Grandma Carruthers' room, the generals grandma, and she was the high-headedest lady of the whole family. That am her portrait over the mantelshelf. You is jest like her as two peas in the pod, and reck- in I'll have to take: stick to you like I did to yo' father when he was most growed up and stole all the fruit cake I had dono baked in July fer Christ mas," she said, with a wide smile of great affection upon her very large mouth.
 ''I beg that you put under 8 key that cake, beloved Madam Kizzie," made answer to her, with also laugh. "Never was no key to nothing in this house, chile," she answered to me- "I lowed to the gener'l that he ought CT git a lock and key fer this here lowered silk dress in tho glass case on the wall dat de ole mis- wore at de ball where she met up with Mas Car ruthers, but they do say that she comes back and walks as a ha'nt all dressed in it and these here slippers and stockings and folderols in the carbed box on the table here under her picture. Is you 'fraid of ha'nts. honey?"
 Il will not be afraid of this beautiful grandmamma in this dress of so great msgnificence, my good Kizzie," made answer to her with more of courage than I at that moment felt.
 Well, it's only in case of death in the house that she-lands alive! Am that my cake burningY' With which exclamation the good Kizzie left me to the company of the beautiful grand mamma.
 As soon as breakfast was over the next morning I departed with my un- cle. the General Robert, to the capitol of the state of Harpeth, which is tall building set on an equally tall hill.
 found much business awaiting me in the form of making correct trans lation of all of the letters in very large portfolio, all of which were per- taining to that very tiresome animal, the mule. But I made not very much progress, for a very large number of gentlemen came into the office of my uncle. the General Robert, and to all of them I must be presented.
 In fact, in all of what remained of that entire week, for most of my mo- ments in the capitol was having very painful shakes of the hand given to