ROGER SHERMAN AND HIS FAMILY My mother, who died in 1866, at the age of eighty-three, was the daughter of Roger Sherman of Connecticut.

Her father died when she was ten years old.

She lived in her mother's house, opposite the College in New Haven, until her marriage in 1812.

New Haven was one of the capital cities of New England.
Its society had the special attraction which belonged to the seat of a famous college.

Her mother's house was visited by the survivors of the great period of the Revolution and the framing of the Constitution, whom her father had known during an eminent public service of nearly forty years.
My mother was the most perfect democrat, in the best sense of the word, that I ever knew.