Publisher's Synopsis
"Do you see that house?" "You mean that low, old house on the corner of the road?" "Yes." "What of it?" "Well, that's one of the oldest houses in this part of the country." "It looks the part. How old is it?" "It's at least one hundred and seventy-five years old." "It's old enough to look better, then. Is that one of the houses that Washington slept in?" "I guess so." "It must be, from the stories you have told me since I have been here. How old was Washington, anyway, when he died?" "He was in his sixty-eighth year." "I think there's some mistake about that." "No, sir. Those are the correct figures. He was born in 1732 and he died in 1799." "I'm not going to dispute you, George. I'll take your word for it, but it always seemed to me that Washington's age must have been a good deal greater than the histories say it was." "Why?"
