Until a spiteful recount robbed them of their rightful place in American History, the Butterfields occupied the White House as First Gentleman and First Lady for 30 action packed days -- from March 4 through April 4, 1909. Now ""94 years young"", Martha Dinwiddie Butterfield, a permanent, popular resident of the Bosky Dell some for the Senile and Disturbed, has told the whole story to Patrick Dennis, who ted as her Press Secretary during her 30 days as chatelaine of the big white hanty on the Potomac. Further, she has released 172 rare photographs (by Chris xander) so that readers may follow in pictures as well as words the Butterfield rise from obscurity to ignominy. Going back to the sleepy Southern girlhood, she calls how Musise-Love toyed in her laboratory (the crude called it a still) and have her life inventing Lohocla, a high spirited unspecific which Pappa-Daddy atented and sold to a thirsty Dixie until a ""Communistic"" Teddy Roosevelt pushed or Pure Food and Drug legislation. There was a completely exclusive coming out for the Dinwiddie heiresses (nobody came) followed by a romantic marriage to George Washington Butterfield, a zircon-in-the-rough, who rode a rising tide of Lohocla the White House. Either Patrick Dennis has suffered a brief but intense exposure to the form, or he has marinated his mind in a whole series of Vanity Press emoirs, because he has caught the essence of pure drivel that characterizes the autobiographies of the little women who go through life with their eyes closed. The tone of bone-crushing gentility-at-bay makes this a worthy companion to little Me. For a preconditioned $'s ready market.