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Let us reach our hands across for the baby's sake." "Daren, it is a beautiful thought, but it it can't be," she whispered. "Then let me come to see you when I need when I'm down," he begged. "No." "Mel, what harm can it do just to let me come?" "No don't ask me. Daren, I am no stone." "You'll be sorry when I'm out there in Woodlawn.... That won't be long."
In the meanwhile Winnie had come into her teens, and little Violetta was no longer the baby; for there were a pair of beautiful twin brothers at Woodlawn, "as near alike," Mrs. Dodge declared, "as two peas in a pod." In the quiet, country town of Oxford Mrs. Curtis had gained health and strength.
It is about seven miles from the city, and several trains stop at the main entrance during the day. The company also run funeral trains when desired. The main avenue, or boulevard, from the Central Park to White Plains, will run through these grounds; and in a few years, when the upper part of the island is more thickly settled, Woodlawn will be one of the principal cemeteries of the city.
Graham, growing weary of Charleston, where her haughty, overbearing manner made her unpopular, besought her husband to remove, which he finally did, going to Louisville, where he remained until the time of his removal to Woodlawn.
And the Budlongs were enduring the illness without entertaining the microbe. It is almost as much trouble to inherit money nowadays as to earn it in the first place. Mr. Budlong was confronted with such a list of post-mortem debts that must be postpaid for his deceased Aunt Ida that he almost begrudged her her bit of very real estate in Woodlawn.
By these the coffin of the admiral was escorted to the railroad station, whence it was transported to Woodlawn Cemetery, in Westchester County, where the body now lies. To his memory the United States Government has erected a colossal bronze statue in the national capital, in Farragut Square, the work of Miss Vinnie Ream. A committee of New York citizens have placed a similar memorial, by Mr. St.
It was well beyond the Woodlawn dinner-hour before he could muster up the courage to cross the lawns to Deer Trace. No word had passed between him and Ardea since the September afternoon when he had overtaken her at the church door, counting as nothing the effort she had made to speak to him on the night of vengeance. How would she receive him? Not too coldly, he hoped.
Again he wondered most uncomfortably if this were really true, again his mind made its comparisons between the bluegrass girl and sweet Madge Brierly. "There's no danger that Woodlawn will have any other mistress than my dear Aunt 'Lethe for many a long year," he concluded rather lamely. The emotion of the ancient darky worried him.
It had a two-room overseer's house, covering for forty odd negroes, and sheds sufficient for thirty work horses and oxen. Washington considered it much the best of all his farms. It was this farm that he bequeathed to Nelly Custis and her husband, Lawrence Lewis, and upon it they erected "Woodlawn," which is shown in the photograph herewith reproduced.
There was a service in the church at ten, and at noon all the really aged people in the parish had been invited to a dinner at Woodlawn. "I want to have a regular house-warming," Mr. Curtis had said to his wife. "I want to warm it with the good will of all our villagers."
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