Our country in story . nd thelively little girl helped to make the Mount Vernon homemore cheery, and both General Washington and were very fond of the two children. Let us make a morningcall on Mrs. Washington inthe great working an interesting sightwe behold! Mrs. Washingtonand a seamstress are busilyengaged cutting out winterclothing for the negroes ofthe plantation. Some youngnegro girls are taking les-sons in making the , under the supervi-sion of Mrs. Washington, arebusy knitting warm stock-ings and mittens. What anexample of industry is thiswife of
Our country in story . nd thelively little girl helped to make the Mount Vernon homemore cheery, and both General Washington and were very fond of the two children. Let us make a morningcall on Mrs. Washington inthe great working an interesting sightwe behold! Mrs. Washingtonand a seamstress are busilyengaged cutting out winterclothing for the negroes ofthe plantation. Some youngnegro girls are taking les-sons in making the , under the supervi-sion of Mrs. Washington, arebusy knitting warm stock-ings and mittens. What anexample of industry is thiswife of General Washington! We are told that there weretimes when lessons in reading, churning of butter, andspinning of wool, all went on at the same time in thislarge cheerful room, so nicely arranged for all sorts ofwork. There comes a day when there will be no lessons. It istwo days before Christmas. The whole house is alivewith busy servants making preparations for ChristmasDay. The General is coming home! Coming home to. From the iialnting by Stuart MARTHA WASHINGTON ON THE BANKS OF THE POTOMAC 151 stay! Mistress Washington is going to drive over toAnnapolis to meet him, is the happy news which passesfrom hp to lip. It is still early morning. Mrs. Washington, all dressedfor a journey, climbs into her big coach. Four fine bayhorses carry her speedily over the road leading to Anna-polis where she will meet the General who is meanwhilecoming down from New York. Christmas eve has come. The air is as mild and balmyas if it were Indian summer. Night is beginning to fallwhen there is a stir and a bustle and a hustle, first in thehouse, and then on the grounds. Let us slip out on theportico. Coming up the road can be seen the big coachwith its four fine bay horses. At the gate are gath-ered about one hundred and fifty negroes. They areloyally devoted to their master, and shout for very joywhen they see him alight from his coach. Some of themore privileged ones press forward to shake han
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