sale of the place resulted, thus breaking up for-
ever our family life. Never, to the end of her
long life, did she cease to mourn over the loss of
her home, though at the time it must have been
difficult to decide on an alternative. She was
so distinctly a home-maker and a home-lover,
that I doubt if the life in Washington suited her
much,-young and lovely as she was during
the years she spent there. During her last years,
when I saw most of her, she seldom referred to
that time.
  After those years came the War, and then the
years of exile and they were the ones that left
a lasting impress on her soul.
  I never knew any human love more devoted
and loyal than that of my Mother for my Father.
To be near him was all she asked, and to secure
that end she would face any peril, or endure any
hardship with the utmost cheerfulness, and I do
not believe anyone ever heard her complain of
her lot during the years of War and exile,-
although she literally "suffered the loss of all
things" for his sake, and did it gladly.
  During the years she was in the Confederacy,
it was her custom to remain as near as possible
to the battlefield where her husband and sons
were engaged, to do all that human love could
do after the battle was over. At the Battle of
Murfreesboro she remained near the army, in
the face of positive orders to the contrary. Poor
Mrs. Hanson obeyed those orders, so it was my
Mother who received General Hanson when he
was brought mortally wounded out of the battle,
tearing up the clothing she had on for bandages
for him, and remaining with him till Mrs. Han-
son could come.