The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1869-05-03
PREsIDENT GIANT AT HONE.
{. HIS Trials ana Besctments.

George Alfred Townsend. writes from
Washington to the Chicago Tribune:
ThaPrasident has a care worn look
That soitd" bfg-grained; face and COM
nect hodv are more humaniZed than the
Sver trials ever made them. His BODY
10 he1t over; he eits in that hip.deep
wav which shows WEAKNESS, and his
ewes are crow footed1 with languor and
safety plat My bespoken in hiR counie-
nance, His chair is in the corner of the
immemorial Office where Lincoln sat,
with the rear grounds of the White
House and the river and Arlington
Heights in view. Around his room
upon the walls are maps OF the very
campaigns he fought, left over, per-
was free to ride over the blue ridges
wonder, catching the air, enjoying the
movement OF the good galloping horse
that carried him, feeling the visible
pride OF command, and his mind was
busy with broad and absolute combina-
tons. Now General Grant is reduced
to a garrison Of one man in this old,
leakySroofed house, and mendicants,
lunatics, man. alarms and people in
bronze and mail seek to take him by
siege or assault. In the history of the
country no man has ever been so much
annoyed. II he dare be absolute he
loses here a powerful friend, there an
old comrade or townsman. If he de-
clines immediate action all energies of
cunning, perseverance and annoyance
are developed toward him. Not an
avenue In the compass of human ma
ture is left untried by these persever-
ing ce-seekers. The President, do
not doubt, has daily sxemplifications
about the truth of the anecdote that is
told of President Taylor.
One of Taylor's early acquaintance
came to him, when President, aud APP
piled for the English mission. Finding
this above his clutch, he dropped in his
demands every day, and. at last asked
the President If he had ''any old pair OF
breeches TO give him." ....-l
Let me give you an illustration the
perseverance with which the President
is beset, in a case prominently known
in this citY--the PoStmRstership of
Washington. For this position an
ancient anti-slaVery man and compa-
MON of Doctor Bailey, editor of the
National Era, Mr.. H. G. Robbins, was
designated by General Grant, at the
request of Judge Casey, of Illinois, E.
Meantime Senator Yates supported the
present Postmaster, Colonel Alexander;
John w. Forney supported his cousin,
D. Carpenter Forney, and Mayor
Bowen, the municipal boss, supported
somebody else. To each of these ap-
plICAuIS luo OCOAp4CO a
delicate position. Yates was his
old State Governor, who had
given him a regiment. Bowen had
bought Grants house and relinquished
it when Sherman's friends made up
larger purse for it. Mr.. Robbins was
the candidate who brought the best tes-
timonials and received the approval of
the Presidents reason. Upon this one
appointment enough intrigue, pressure
and suborning has been brought to bear
to occupy the attention of one man I'M
interruptedly from breakfast to noon.
Yet 1t is but petty four thousand dol
lar Office, and one of forty thousand
Federal places.
It is no wonder that with the intrigue
and insolence of the whole nation turn
ed upon him, opening up pits aud CULTS
of human nature which q soldier never
fathomed, the sense of health and calm
magistracy In the new President should
be troubled. He sent his last nomina-
ton to the Senate on Thursday, and
then, as one of his assistants told me:
"The General drew a mighty piteous
sigh, and said he wished he could walk
so far into, the country that he could
never find his way back" .r.
He did, in fact, take long walk, and
this is the first recreation he has had, to
my belief, for many day.