He grubbed up the trees and underbrush near the big white oak, removed his father's hen-house to the cleared spot, fitted it up comfortably for a temporary dwelling, and dug a cellar in the declivity of a hill near by. To this humble abode he conducted his young bride, and there his two first children were born.
The second was named Isaac Tatem Hopper
, and is the subject of this memoir.
inherited her mother's energy and courage, and having married a diligent and prudent man, their worldly circumstances gradually improved, though their family rapidly increased, and they had nothing but land and labor to rely upon.
When Isaac was one year and a half old, the family removed to a new log-house with three rooms on a floor, neatly whitewashed.
To these the bridal hen-house was appended for a kitchen.
Isaac was early remarked as a very precocious child.
He was always peeping into everything, and inquiring about everything.
He was only eighteen months old, when the new log-house was built; but when he saw them laying the foundation, his busy little mind began to query whether the grass would grow under it; and straightway he ran to see whether grass grew under the floor of the hen-house where he was born.
He was put to work on the farm as soon as he could handle a hoe; but though he labored hard, he