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Varina Davis, Jefferson Davis: Ex-President of the Confederate States of America, A Memoir by his Wife, Volume 1, Chapter 18: marriage, 1845. (search)
. At the back of the house was an immense garden of rare roses and shrubs, flanked by eight acres of peaches, figs, and apples. On the east side of the house was a very large barn and stable, in which thirty stalls contained horses — a part for the use of the family and the guests, and the rest for the brood horses owned by the brothers. The riding-horses were fast rackers, broken with care and ridden enough by the stablemen and the innumerable guests to make them gentle. Here was Highland Henry, a large red bay, that glowed golden in the sun; his lean head and popped eyes, as he craned his neck over the fence, always commanded the admiration of the lovers of horses and elicited a cake from the ladies of the house. He was both fast and strong, but, his eyes having failed, his former owners had withdrawn him from the turf, after he had won several races, and sold him. Black Oliver, a Canadian horse that had also won several races, went like the wind, and he stretched out so in r
Varina Davis, Jefferson Davis: Ex-President of the Confederate States of America, A Memoir by his Wife, Volume 1, Chapter 40: social relations and incidents of Cabinet life, 1853-57. (search)
l problems by the aid of the letters-and pulled down the lever to the weight of 150 pounds. Professor Henry came up while his confrere was speaking, and smilingly turned the conversation by saying: Nlf, then we should be convinced; but the jest seemed to very much annoy Professor Hare. Professor Henry was a most attractive man, whose wisdom made his face to shine, but though he was plain andns, without remembering that endeavor should supplement them, came in and whispered: I wish Professor Henry would talk to me about weighing the stars. Mr. Davis turned the conversation into that chathe gentle Professor was taking the measure of the solar system with a benign air. Once Professor Henry and I went to Alexandria together on the little ferryboat. He began describing a visit whisaid, Thy brother is always seeking for a royal road to knowledge, and is dull at figures. Professor Henry, seeing the child was mortified, kindly took his hand and said, Send him to me and I will e