“Anderson was the second, and he told of his two wives:  of the first, much; of the second, little.  Bowditch came next, and he said he would tell of Anderson’s second wife, who was a Miss Lockworth, of Lexington, Ky.

“Anderson, a widower, and his brother went to Lexington, carrying with them a letter of introduction to the father of the young lady.

“While the brother was making an elaborate toilet, Anderson strolled out, and came, in his walk, upon a beautiful residence, and saw, within the enclosure, some inviting grounds.  He stopped and spoke to the porter, and found it was Mr. Lockworth’s.  He told the porter that he had letters to Mr. Lockworth, and was intending to call upon him.  The porter was very communicative, and told him a good deal.  Anderson asked if there were not a pretty daughter.  The porter asked him to walk around.  As he entered the gate he reached a dollar to the man, and, being much pleased, when he came out he reached the porter another dollar.

“Anderson went back to the hotel, told his brother about it, and they set out together to deliver the letter.  The brother knew Mr. Lockworth, and as they met him in the parlor, he walked up, shook hands with him, and asked to present his brother, Lars Anderson.  ’No introduction is necessary,’ said Mr. Lockworth; and putting his hand into his pocket, drawing out the two dollars, he added, ’I am already in your debt just this sum!’ The ‘pretty daughter’ was sitting upon the sofa.

“Mr. Capers told me that their autobiographies drew smiles and tears alternately; they continued till one o’clock; then one of the class said, ’Brothers, do you know that not a wineglass has yet been turned up, not a drop of wine drunk?  And all were at once so impressed with the conviction that they had all been lifted above the needs of the flesh that they refused to drink, and one of the clergymen of the class kneeling in prayer, they all knelt at once, even to some idle spectators who were looking on.

“April 28.  Nothing can exceed the hospitality shown to us.  We have several invitations for each day, and calls without limit.

“I had heard Mrs. Holbrook described as a wonder, and I found her a very pleasing woman, all ready to talk, and talking with a richness of expression which shows a full mind.  Mrs. Holbrook was a Rutledge, and it was amusing, after seeing her, to open Miss Bremer’s ’Homes of the New World,’ and read her extravagant comments.  Miss Bremer was certainly made happy at Belmont.

“April 29.  To-day I have been to see Miss Pinckney.  She is the last representative of her name, is over eighty, and still retains the animation of youth, though somewhat shaken in her physical strength by age.  I found her sitting in an armchair, her feet resting upon a cushion, surrounded by some half-dozen callers.

“She rose at once when I entered, and insisted upon my occupying her seat, while she took a less comfortable one.