. With sabre and scalpel : the autobiography of a soldier and surgeon . Somewhere, in a street with great houses stretching awayon both sides as far as I could see, our stage stopped, andwe got out. I remember the high iron fence, and the gatethat opened into the park-like yard, and the smoothly mownblue grass, and ever so many shade-trees on either side ofthe long brick walk which led up to the mansion. Theservants took our luggage, and Colonel Fearn and his dearwife came out to welcome my mother. They called herby her school-girl name, and she spoke to them as Robertand Mary, for they had gr
. With sabre and scalpel : the autobiography of a soldier and surgeon . Somewhere, in a street with great houses stretching awayon both sides as far as I could see, our stage stopped, andwe got out. I remember the high iron fence, and the gatethat opened into the park-like yard, and the smoothly mownblue grass, and ever so many shade-trees on either side ofthe long brick walk which led up to the mansion. Theservants took our luggage, and Colonel Fearn and his dearwife came out to welcome my mother. They called herby her school-girl name, and she spoke to them as Robertand Mary, for they had grown up together. EvenCaledonia, the seamstress, who had been ladys-maid to heryoung mistress in their younger days, courtesied and tookmy mothers hand as she said, Howdy, Miss wondered why Carter (I cant spell it as Colonel Fearnpronounced it, for he had the tide-water accent), the butler,wore a red waistcoat and a blue coat with shiny brassbuttons; and I was told that was his livery. The widefront portico was nearly as large as all of our little house at 48. A HUNTSVILLE MANSION OF THE EARLY DAYS WITH SABRE AND SCALPEL home, and the great white columns went up two stories tothe roof; and inside there was a maze of rooms and wind-ing stairs and strange, old-fashioned furniture—bureaus andtables, and beds with long posts which reached to near theceiling, and had tops or testers, with curtains on the strange it all was, and a lonesome feeling came overme, and I wanted to go back home! I remember vividly that when we went to the supper-table I saw for the first time a silver fork, and it felt so awk-ward as I tried to eat with it that I boldly asked ColonelFearn if I couldnt have a sure-enough fork instead of asplit-spoon. He laughed louder than I thought he oughtto as he said: Carter, go to the kitchen and bring thatchild another fork. Another great surprise was in store for me when I dis-covered up in our room that there were pipes which carriedcold and hot
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