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you feel their warmth you acknowledge the easy grace which [?iplied] words do not give, but here at Washington I have found the very same chivalry of the land, a courtesy which is impossible to describe and will not try but to say it shone down in my tired soul high above all else as the Washington Monument stands above the Rotunda of the White house, one little fellow who was with his mother going up to the top cried out as the elevator was going up "O Mother! its too high!" he vastly amused us all, whom many of us felt it was not too high to do justice to the magnitude of the character of the Father of our country. I feared for my trunk which had been pretty well battered about at Montauk, so I went bravely to the Penn station and asked for the Baggage Master, when asking him what the baggage bill was, if he would reduce it, as I had come from Cuba as Gov. nurse, he looked down at me, and did not ask a question but said, "Nothing! O nothing". I felt the Southern courtesy, was indeed greater than it had been dipicted by any writer. I had trembled lest my five days stay would call for a small fortune in baggage but my little trunk was so inoffensive or the Southern chivalry so great, or both that my small store was not expended, for that, I went to Mount Vernon yesterday with a light heart and on returning to the Hotel wrote a lengthy account of ravings about that place. Hope you have rec'd my letters, I feel sure you must written more than I recieved in Cuba, au Revoir my eyes feel sandy so I'll quit and resume in person.