The Sewells’ married life had been ideal, and their Golden Wedding day found no happier couple living. Their daughter was home, with her husband and boy, and there were neighbors in, and much merry-making. Late in the afternoon, when the others had gone for a walk about the place, Granville Sewell, a little tired from the unusual excitement, slipped off by himself to think over the past. He seemed to see again beautiful Elizabeth Wright, as he first met her, and then came the call to arms, and their wedding was indefinitely postponed. In the next four years, he gave his best for his country, fighting under Sherman, and was dangerously wounded. Then Elizabeth came, and they were married, on his death bed, it was supposed. But her tenderness and skill in nursing saved his life; he was spared to fifty years of almost unparalleled happiness, with a wife, who now, at seventy-five, was still the sweetheart of his youth.