I remember at the State election, 1859, in Kentucky, I voted the Opposition ticket, which meant opposition to the Democrats, but the Democrats won every time, I was quite a partisan, as was my brother Jonathan, who lived in the same county (Bourbon) with me. I know 1855, the year his daughter Nannie was born, he was such an ardent admirer of Gay. Charles S. Morehead that he named the child "Nannie Morebead" for him. and 1857 I did a like thing, naming my daughter "Nannie Davis" for Hon. Garret Davis, afterwards United States senator. Mr. Davis was a warm personal friend as well, and had been of my father, and the legal counselor of both of us.

It was a little amusing when the war came on. and, Gov. Morehead, being a strong Southern man, brother Jonathan changed the name of his child to "Nannie Stone," and kept it so ever after: and at the beginning of the war Mr. Davis was an ultra-Union man. so I told brother Jonathan that I need not change the Davis in my child’s name, but just let it be for Jeff Davis but long before the war was ended Mr. Davis and myself were again agreed in politics.

In 1860 I voted for Bell and Everett for President and Vice- President, on what was called the Union American ticket, as opposed to both the Democratic tickets and the Republican ticket, which we in Kentucky termed the Abolition or Emancipation ticket.

Although I was a strong and decided Union man, and opposed to secession, believing it would be worse for the Southern people, when the conflict of arms came. I took my position firmly and without hesitation with the land that gave me birth and the loved people with whom I had been reared and associated, and as I grow older I am the more conscious of the rectitude of my course.

In the spring of 1861 I voted for John J. Crittenden for Congress, with the faint hope that he might have some influence in an adjustment of the impending troubles, bitt it proved unavailing. and in Aug. of the same year I cast my first vote with the Democrats, for James B. Clay, the youngest son of the great commoner, for the Legislature, and for James B. Beck, the sturdy Scotchman. for State senator; who in after life was United States senator. I had known Mr. Beck from my childhood, when lie was a farm laborer for Mr. G. Drummond Hunt, and broke his two hundred pounds of hemp every clay and read law till twelve o'clock at night. From

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