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To: Aquamarine
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Natural Bridge

Luray Caverns

246 posted on 07/06/2002 3:53:02 PM PDT by Ligeia
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To: Ligeia
Thank you so much, you have given us a wonderful tour of Virginia today. You must love it there. My ancestor's on my father's side of the family are from Virginia...Mecklenburg County.
Here is an extract from my Great-Great (etc) Grandfather's scrapbook who lived there. I think he must have had a good sense of humor

BON MOT
Bon Mot was a man who lived with his wife not upon the most happy condition of mutual enjoyments, having received a very severe scolding from her with hearty wishes that "the devil had him", observed, " my dear do not so often threaten me with the devil, I daresay he will behave very kindly to me for having married one of his near relations".
circa: 1795-1808

254 posted on 07/06/2002 4:18:05 PM PDT by Aquamarine
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To: Ligeia; Sabertooth; Victoria Delsoul; coteblanche; All
Here is another interesting extract from my Great (etc) Grandfather Hutchins scrapbook.

EULOGY ON DEATH OF WASHINGTON

Hark, what means these doleful cries
Spreading wide across the skies?
Weeping mothers seem to mourn
Thousands lost of their first born.

Are poor captives forced away
In some foriegn land to stray?
Or do thousands mourn the fata,
of a fallen sister stata?

Sad the cause! unknown before,
WASHINGTON, is now no more.
On his mother's breast he sleeps,
Wakeful still she sighs and weeps.

Stranger, stop! come drop your tear,
WASHINGTON, lies lifeless here,
This excites maternal grief,
Which admits no relief.

Streams of sorrow plantations flow,
Where the weeping willows grow,
Tidings fly from shore to shore,
WASHINGTON, is now no more.

Sympathy, with soft address,
Soothes his widow in distress,
She shar'd in her husbands woes
Whilst his arm chastised our foes.

You will find her crouching low
Where the weeping willows grow
Sympathy, thou child of love
Dry her tears, and tender provs.

Say, thy, Washington set free
Longs to share his life with thee;
Weeping freedom sable clad,
___no more your Patriot's dead.

circa. 1795-1808

277 posted on 07/06/2002 6:05:04 PM PDT by Aquamarine
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To: Ligeia
What beautiful pictures you've posted today. Thanks so much! Nice to meet you here. Jen
353 posted on 07/06/2002 8:52:53 PM PDT by Jen
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