"I'd rather have trembly hands if they would help me to do good to all the people like yours," replied Corbell.
In the last summer of General Lee's life he was at the "Old White" taking the waters. Corbell had been ordered to drink them, too, and emphatically objected.
"Don't drink that water, General Lee," he said. "It doesn't smell good."
"But you drink it," replied the General.
"I have to; they make me," responded Corbell sadly. "You are a man and they can't make you."
"But I like it," asserted the General.
Corbell regretfully confided to me afterward:
"They call him a great man, our mama, and, oh, he likes things that don't smell good."
It was the only cloud upon his confidence in General Lee.
Coming in one day the General found the children building block houses.