What a remarkable woman. Her family came to America in the late 1600s and prospered. Her husband, a skilled lawyer, also prospered. She survived the ravages of war better than he did. He, unfortunately, was poorly treated by the British. His property destroyed. Mr. Stockton died in 1781. Mrs. Stockton continued on. She had rescued important documents before the British trashed Princeton. Her home was noted for gathering of the brightest minds and hospitality. She was lauded for her skill with pen and paper, a noted poetess. They had two sons and four daughters, who carried on their family heritage of courage and intelligence. Though her husband, three years older, died at 51, she continued on. She'd written a poem for Washington at the time of his inauguration. His response revealed a man of humor and graciousness.
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