hus a part of the first volume was written.
As soon as it was considered advisable, ill April of 1878, leaving my little girl in Carlsruhe, I returned home.
After a short time spent with our daughter, Mrs. Hayes, and our only remaining son Jefferson, now grown a strong, sober, industrious, and witty young man, who was exceedingly intimate with his father, and loved him devotedly-indeed they were like two young friends together — I joined my husband at Beauvoir.
As Mr. Davis had lost al refuge from the heat of Memphis in the West, but as her husband could not leave his bank in Memphis, she, fearless of the consequences to herself, returned to the neighborhood of that place to be near him in case he should be ill. Our only son Jefferson was also in the bank, and insisted on remaining near his sister.
We were environed by yellow fever on all sides at Beauvoir.
Mr. Davis thought he could not leave on account of his literary labor to join our children, and I feared to leave him