The Upper James 



journal and planted the well-stocked orchards with peaches, apples, 

 cherries, apricots, plums and nectarines. The plantation book shows 

 the plan of planting and lists all the fruits by name. 



The account of liming operations; of sub-soiling; of fallowing 

 the various fields, is given for the years from 1850 to i860, and 

 proves that the plantation was operated upon our so-called 

 modern lines. 



Every old house has, or should have, its ghost story, or its 

 respectability might be impugned. And Tuckahoe has two. There 

 is one tale of a youthful bride, in wedding veil and satin gown, 

 wringing unhappy hands as she rushes along the Ghost Walk away 

 from the husband three times her age. Then, there is the story of 

 the dainty Little Grey Lady who, when the midnight hour has come, 

 steps gently out from a cupboard in the lovely old "Burnt Room" 

 to mingle with the mortals for a time. This tale tells, further, that 

 it was through a dream of this fragile wraith that one of Tuckahoe's 

 most loved chatelaines was brought to preside in the home. 



Happily, the family still controlling the numerous acres of this 

 estate is by direct descent the same which, in the person of William 

 Randolph, established itself here in 1674. These owners — Joseph 

 Randolph Coolidge, John Gardner Coolidge, Archibald Gary Cool- 

 idge and Harold Jefferson Coolidge — are grandsons in the eighth 

 generation of the seventeenth-century builder of the house. 



The place is full of gentle memories, and here one finds a 

 restful permanence in an otherwise restless age. In the quiet old 

 garden the flower faces that look up to cheer us are the same that 

 have given heart and comfort to generations so remote that they 

 lie half forgotten beneath grey, crumbling stones. Tuckahoe has 

 lived through the centuries to stand today a precious relic of 



Virginia in the olden time. 



Edith Dabney Tunis Sale. 



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