Recollections of Elizabeth Benton Frémont, daughter of the pathfinder General John CFrémont and Jessie Benton Frémont, his wife . med thecomment of my mother, who was likewiseever ready with liberally given and sin-cerely felt praise of his work. While he wasstill a struggling young writer, mother ob-tained for him a place in the surveyor gen-erals office, where he was free to write, andlater she secured other positions for him,when the change of officials made it necessaryfor him to seek other employment. After-wards when we were living in New York, BretHarte wrote to mother and told her that
Recollections of Elizabeth Benton Frémont, daughter of the pathfinder General John CFrémont and Jessie Benton Frémont, his wife . med thecomment of my mother, who was likewiseever ready with liberally given and sin-cerely felt praise of his work. While he wasstill a struggling young writer, mother ob-tained for him a place in the surveyor gen-erals office, where he was free to write, andlater she secured other positions for him,when the change of officials made it necessaryfor him to seek other employment. After-wards when we were living in New York, BretHarte wrote to mother and told her that hewas not at all afraid of the future and feltnone of its financial cares. ^ For, he added,*^ were I to find myself wrecked on a desertisland I am sure that a native would ap-proach me with a three cornered note fromMrs. Frtoont, telling me that I had beenmade Governor of the Island at two thousanddollars per year. One of the incidents of our life at this timewas the inauguration of the Pony Ex-press. The mail, always an important fac-tor when one is so far from home, reachedus once a month by steamer during our early[120]. John C. FremontAfter a photograph taken in June, iy9(», a few Meeks before his death BLACK POINT AND WAE DAYS California days. Later, the overland stagewas a great improvement and was lookedupon as quite modern—coming in even severeweather, with wonderful regularity. ThePony Express was the culmination of rapid-ity, carrying only letter mail, at advancedcharges. We chanced to have gone in to SanFrancisco for our mail on the day when thefirst Pony Express arrived. The street hadbeen cleared for the arrival and the sidewalkswere packed with onlookers. We were askedto drive on, when a voice from the crowdcalled out, ** Let Mrs. Fremonts carriagestay, for the Colonel blazed that path longbefore the day of the pony rider, So weremained until welcomed by cheering alldown the street, the first Pony Express gal-loped up, and in the quick distribution ourlette
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