John (26) Tucker Emmet


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Thursday, April 9, 1829
Charlottesville, VA
Sunday, September 24, 1837
Charlottesville, VA

John (26) Tucker Emmet, the second child and second son born to Mary Byrd (Tucker) and John (5) Patten Emmet was an "Irish twin" to his older brother, Addis, arriving less than 11 months after the first child was born. Called "Tucker," his father doted on him and was hard hit by his unexpected death at the age of eight. His grandmother, Mrs Eliza Tucker, wrote Anna (Tom) Emmet, wife of Thomas (6) Addis Emmet, about the suddenness of the child's illness. "He had been hoarse for several days and was with his tutor on Friday afternoon. Medicines were administered, and he was kept in bed on Saturday, more to keep off the croup than from any apparent indisposition. His mother was engaged with her family and I remained with him; during the time he read many little stories to me and would frequently say 'come here grandmother and let me snug you and kiss you.'  About two o'clock, his breathing became laborious and a fever succeeded. Dr Griffith, the new professor (of Medicine) was immediately sent for and he remained all night....

"We were constantly bleeding, leeching, applying mustard and blister plasters and hot baths, but all in vain. The disease never yielded in the slightest degree.  To see his sufferings and to see him bear them like a hero, never was there a murmer, a complaint, or the slightest objection to the most nauseous medicines. But with his usual sweet smile and affectionate manner, always said 'thank you' for all that was ever done for him. (His parents) could not bear the distressing scene and were taken from him two hours before his death.... I had determined to suppress every emotion and to remain with him. On my arm, at half past eleven on Sunday, he breathed his last, and the last words he spoke were 'Dear Grandmother, come and lie down by me.' "

Mrs Tucker went on to say that this was the first real sorrow that her daughter, who was called Byrd, had ever experienced, and John "is most keenly affected." "Neither of the parents will admit that Tucker was their favorite child, but there is no denying what was too apparent to every eye."