iH AROUND AN OLD HOMESTEAD. 



at the College of New Jersey, at Princeton, had been 

 assisted up the steps of Nassau Hall by no less a per- 

 sonage than General George Washington himself, who 

 was present on the occasion, and whom the ladies had 

 honored with garlands of roses; reaching here finally, 

 in the frontier West, to become the wife of a pioneer 

 farmer. Far back there in New Jersey, too, shortly 

 after the War of 1812, at a tavern where grandmother 

 was once visiting, a coach had stopped before the door, 

 and a lady had alighted from it for her dinner — a lady 

 who was on her way to Philadelphia to meet her hus- 

 band. General Winfield Scott, who had just acquired 

 fame at the battle of Lundy's Lane, near Niagara. 

 The family had come West four years before grand- 

 mother came, but her mother had missed the girl, and 

 so sent her brother and a neighbor far back, towards 

 the ocean, for her to leave home and kindred and join 

 fortunes with them in the West beyond the mountains. 

 And it was that same girl who, years afterward, once 

 stood a whole squad of soldiers at bay, while she pro- 

 tected her property and demanded back the young horse 

 which they had taken, because it belonged to her son, 

 who was fighting for the Union in the war. 



Now grandfather himself was quite a hero-wor- 

 shiper. They would flatboat their grain and other 

 produce to New Orleans in pioneer days, and be gone 

 a month or over; and on the return on horseback 

 overland through the Indian nations, and through Mis- 

 sissippi, Tennessee, and Kentucky, grandfather once 

 s^w, just below the city of Nashville, General Andrew 

 Jackson, who bowed and spoke to him on the wayside. 

 Jackson had a colored servant with him. When the 

 party reached Nashville and learned it was actually 



