... Mrs. Elzey used a pound of "Macoboy" snuff every week where she sat in her room, it lay thick on the floor. Often I would go there and when she offered me a seed cake I would always refuse, for I was afraid of the snuff. She was a kind friend of our family, and sympathy is often of more value than money. At one time she lived in affluence though then reduced to a comfortless room (with a colored woman, 'Peggy') to wait upon her. ...
