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It was soon apparent to Judge Custis, from this and other silent things, that a light-hearted, affectionate, strong, yet womanly, engine of energy constituted the young Delaware lawyer-politician.
I hope I shall find you well and comfortable, and Markie in the enjoyment of every good. How are the poor little children? My previous letters will have informed you of everything important. I will supply all omissions when I see you. Custis is here, much improved. I have not yet seen Rob. Farmers here are threshing out their wheat, which occupies them closely.
He was in liquor, but so pale that it was apparent by the starlight. "Good-evening," said the man; "you don't know me, Judge Custis? No matter, I'm Joe Johnson." The Judge, whose tears had taken him far from things of trivial memory, looked at the man and repeated "Joe Johnson. Not Joe Johnson of Dorchester?" "Yes, Judge, Joe Johnson, the slave-dealer.
W. H. F. Lee, at Fortress Monroe, that his wife Charlotte was dying in Richmond, he made application to General Butler, commanding that post, that he be allowed to go to her for 48 hours, his brother Custis Lee, of equal rank with himself, having formally volunteered in writing to take his place, as a hostage, was curtly and peremptorily refused.
"The letters in question have the dates, addresses, and signatures here following: New York, June 12th, 1776. To Mr. Lund Washington, at Mount Vernon, Fairfax county, Virginia. June 18th, 1776. To John Parke Custis, Esqr., at the Hon Benedict Calvert's Esqr., Mount Airy, Maryland. New York, July 8th, 1776. To Mr. Lund Washington, Mount Vernon, Fairfax county, Virginia. New York, July 16th, 1776.
She has become nervous of late, and broods over her troubles so much that I fear it increases her sufferings. I am therefore the more anxious to give her new scenes and new thoughts. It is the principal good I anticipate. Love to Rob. Custis still talks of visiting you, but I have not heard of his having fixed the day of his departure. He is quite well.
Even more indicative of his own conceptions of senatorial conduct is advice given in a letter to Jack Custis, when the latter, too, achieved an election to the Assembly. "I do not suppose," he wrote, "that so young a senator as you are, little versed in political disquisitions, can yet have much influence in a populous assembly, composed of Gentln. of various talents and of different views.
Custis, "I will stop there with my friends, the Turpins, and start again, after coffee, in the morning, and reach Cambridge for breakfast." "I will turn off at Spring Hill," Samson spoke, "and I kin feed my mule at sundown in Laurel an' go to sleep."
He also summoned the boys from their rooms upstairs. He had seen the flash of spotless white in the carriage. It meant beauty calling to youth on the hill. Sam knew. Phil came downstairs with Custis. The spacious sweep of the hall, its waxed floor clear of furniture, with hundreds of blinking candles flashing on its polished surface, caught his imagination.
"What's a mistake?" asks George, majestically separating himself from the embrace. "What is it, Mounty?" cries Harry, all of a tremble. "That paper I took out of his portfolio, that paper I picked up, children; where the Colonel says he is going to marry a widow with two children. Well, it's it's not your mother. It's that little Widow Custis whom the Colonel is going to marry. It's not Mrs.
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