" Wherever that woman lives is my home " Abraham Lincoln, sourced through the only sister who did not fail Mary Todd Lincoln, Elizabeth. Mrs. Ninian Edward's granddaughter Mary Edward Brown remembers her grandmother and Aunt Mary.
More than one post-long, met sourced, lively and wonderful accounts by Mary Todd's never mentioned sister, Elizabeth. Well, mentioned as " Mrs. Ninian Edwards ", in whose home the Lincoln wedding occurred- but never as Mary Todd Lincoln's friend, support and the sister who remained quiet- and quietly loyal. To a sister. We should all be so lucky.
Elizabeth Todd Edwards, " Mrs. Ninian Edwards ". Mary Edwards Brown grandmother. Elizabeth never swerved in her sister's loyalty, repaid her trust and never attempted a sale of relics or agenda or to profit from ' Lincoln '- she was just Mary's sister. The wedding cake she baked for the new couple was still warm when cut. Her wedding account, tomorrow.
Please post anti-Mary Todd Lincoln sentiment elsewhere or begin another thread. A long-dead widow whose husband was murdered in the service of this country while she wore her brains in her lap, buried 3 children, suffered from post concussion syndrome, was publically attacked by men too cowardly to attack her husband and who death has not rescued from ridicule for 150 years is at least safe here.
Lincoln and his surviving three sons are in this photograph, btw, post election, before leaving Springfield for the last time. Yes, three.
Look at the window- the pale shape is a half of a boy's face and white collar
Could not figure out why the curtains were drawn back- there's a boy peering out! We'll never know why he did not join his brothers- sickness that day? Punishment? Still- the 3 Lincoln boys, wish we had one of Eddie but still, very cool.
" Wherever that woman lives is my home ", a quote remembered because we all have family stories. I love this, more proof the couple indeed were close. It's part of one story, very Lincoln, from Mary Edward Brown's collection.
Originally one story ( high ), the little home became too small for a growing family of boys. Mary- after all, a Todd, received her share of wealth from her father's estate in time to improve matters. While Lincoln was away on one of his route riding, lawyer tours, the construction took place, renovating their home and putting an entire 2nd floor onto the first. When Lincoln came home he walked all up and down their street calling to neighbors, that they should come help him find his wife and children- they were missing! Please, friends, when he left, his home, wife and family were there- now missing? Mary finally found this to be getting old and came to the door, telling her husband to stop it, please come in.
Well, you see her point. funny for awhile, Abe but she hadn't seen him for months, she'd had the whole house rebuilt- get IN here! This touching quote was as he spoke with friends, on his doorstep. Lovely man, funny, nice, family moment.
It was a happy home, a marriage two people determined to hold despite opposition and resulted in four children- only one destined to live into adulthood.
Mary Todd Lincoln, her husband's brains in her lap in Ford's Theatre had already lost two sons and would lose another, lost brothers, in laws and cousins in the war, had had her birthright erased, had Washington society slam its snooty doors in her face, was the helpless butt of a deliberate bullying campaign by a disgruntled ex-Lincoln partner too cowardly to attack her husband, was the victim of scams, was post-concussion from a horrific carriage accident in 1863 and the unwitting object of Stanton's jealousy.
Mary Edwards Brown unwittingly gives you chills, when speaking of momentos in her grandmother's home. You see, not only did this unfailingly loyal sibling host her sister's wedding- she cared for her in her last years.
Among momentos- posting tomorrow, Mary Lincoln's wonderful friend from happier days and neighbor's son Henry Rehmann, Jr. who would also lose his father. He would become Willie's buddy, while Willie was living in the White House. In this photo, he is wearing Eddie Lincoln's clothing. From a Life magazine spread, Mary Brown remembers her grandmother saying Mary Lincoln giving Eddie's clothing to her friend, Mary Rehmann- to take all of them, please.
Another momento, a very human, typically ' best friend ' relic, Mary Lincoln's present to her friend, Henry's mother. Pressed flowers, and an inscribed message.
Young mothers and close friends together- the pressed flower book was a present from one to the other- and yes, photo is of Lincoln.
More tomorrow- Elizabeth's, and Mary's Springfield, unadulterated story is far too important to stuff into one, long post. Mary Lincoln's hair, snipped after she died. Her sister ' laid her out ', while our country barely noticed. She kept it, not because it was a President's wife, it was a curl from her sister's head.
No, not all her story is wonderful. Mary Todd Lincoln was crushed by the time she died, unhappy and longing for death. There's no attempt made to present her in a false light. She does, however, tell the truth.