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of humanity, and his poor mamma came very near indeed, dying in giving him birth; she was dreadfuly prostrated from hemorahge and nervous shock, but she soon rallied -- A remarkably bright Aurora Borealis was on display that night-; from our elevated garden spot -- (Mr. Harris lot)it was beautifully visible --

On the 28th of September-; four days after Charlie's birth, I secured the services of a colored woman named Mag- Williams, as a wet nurse for Charlie-; she had just lost a baby, and we were very fortunate in securing her -- She remained with us for eleven years -- until we left Quiney for Indian River in the fall of 1881 --

Wife never gave milk for her babies-; I had to get wet nurses for all of them -- and had a good deal of trouble with some of them --

I still remained at the same house in 1871 -- In January Jesse Booth brought up his wife to make us a visit, of a few days-; her name was Mat-; she had been a plain country, girl who could neither read nor write; her father was a
contemptible low cracker, whom some of the citizens had administered a fearful flogging to durring the war, for tampering with the negroes -- He was a blacksmith, and burned up Mrs. Booth's blacksmith shop there on one occasion, for a spite he took against Jesse -- This girl, though of such low orgin, made Jesse a good wife,- they had very nice, bright children, and considering how Jesse had thrown himself away, the marriage was a good thing for him --

It went sadly against the grain with me to hear Sallie Lee call her "Aunt Mat" --