areer, no richer than he was at its
beginning--save in wounds and scars, honor and glory, and a wife and
son. It was at this point of his life that he met with Leonard Calvert,
and embarked with him for Maryland, where he afterwards received from
the Lord Proprietary the grant of the manor "aforesaid." It is stated
that when the old soldier went with some companions to take a look at
his new possessions, he was so pleased with the beauty, grandeur,
richness and promise of the place that a glad smile broke over his dark,
storm-beaten, battle-scarred face, and he remained still "smiling as in
delighted visions," until one of his friends spoke and said:

"Well, comrade! Is this luck enough?"

"Yaw, mine frient!" answered the new lord of the manor in his broken
English, cordially grasping the hand of his companion, "dish ish loke
enough!"

Different constructions have been put upon this simple answer--first,
that Lukkinnuf was the original Indian name of the tract; secondly, that
Alexander Kalouga christened his manor in honor of Loekenoff, the native
village of his wife, the heroic Marie Zelenski, the companion of all his
campaigns and voyages, and the first lady of his manor; thirdly, that
the grateful and happy soldier had only meant to express his perfect
satisfaction with his fortune, and to say:

"Yes, this is luck enough! luck enough to repay me for all the past!"
Be it as it may, from time immemorial the place has been "Luckenough."

The owner in 1814 was Commodore Nickolas Waugh, who inherited the
property in right of his mother, the only child and heiress of Peter
Kalouga.

This man had the constitution and character, not of his mother's, but of
his father's family--a hardy, rigorous, energetic Montgomery race, full
of fire, spirit and enterprise. At the age of twelve Nickolas lost his
father.

At fifteen he began to weary of the tedium of Luckenough, varied only by
the restraint of the academy during term. And at sixteen he rebelled
against the rule of his indolent lymphatic mamma, broke through the
reins of domestic government, escaped to Baltimore and shipped as cabin
boy in a merchantman.

Nickolas Waugh went through many adventures, served on board
merchantmen, privateers and haply pirates, too, sailed to every part of
the known world, and led a wild, reckless and sinful life, until the
breaking out of the Revolutionary War, when he took service with Paul
Jones, the American Sea King, and turned the