Dunng the early part of President Jaokson's Administration, a leading clerliyuian in Washington was Rev. Dr. John N. Campbell, of the Presbyterian church. It was his custotn, until the quarrel broke out OTer Mis. Eaton, to visit the Executtve Mansion once or twice a week. On the opposite side of the avenue from the White House resided an old lady, one of the " F. F. V's.," who had seen better days. She was a member of the Doctor's cougregation. One day she me him after leaving the President, and accosted him : " Doctor, you visit General Jackson very of ten, but you never come to see me." ' You don't compare yourself with the President 't" observea the Doctor goodnatnredly. "Why not? lam just as good as he is, and have better blood in my veins than any one bom in Tennessee." The Doctor sa-w that her Virginia pride was tonchod, and thought he woulc hate a good joke with the venerable rep resentative of ' Old Virginia." " Well," said the Doctor, " I propose to come to tea to-morrow evening with you on one condition." " What's that V" she inqüired. " Your Dinah is an oxemplary mcrabc of my church She is a good Christiai wonian, and I wish lier to take a seat a the tablo and be 00 of the party." The blood of old Virginia was horrified at tho idea of taking tea with her kitchtn wench ! I The Doctor attempfod to ?íTn by saying that she had a soul to be saved, that sho was a devout Christian.and that he could see no difference between her and " the lady of the house." But the old lady was very indignant, and never after was seen in the Dootor's church. She repented the story so ofte n that Washington became too hot for the Doctor, who soon after found a more agrueable cliniate North.