Pioche daily record. [volume] (Pioche, Nev.) 1872-1876, 1873-08-22
INSIDE THE WHITE HOUSE.

lle 1Our I<hstciu IOuIus Vi tQe second
story of the White House are used as
offices by the Presidents private Secre-
tary, Levi P. Luckey, and his assistant.
II is no easy task to digest the immense
amount of correspondence addressed to
The President, much of which he directs
Ia be sent to the different departments
with notes of his views concerning the
subject matter thereof. Every paper is
fled or noted with military precision.
and no application, whether for place or
for pardon, is unnoticed.
Next to the Presidents own business
room, which is the second one from the
east, on the south side, is that in which
the cabinet meets, aud where the Presi.
dent receives the scores of visitors who
daily call upon him. There is large
council table in the center, surrounded
by chairs, and here the most important
national measures are discussed and de-
cded at the regular meetings on Tues
days and Fridays, when each head of
department in turn produces his budget
of matters requiring attention.
From these official rooms, which are
often seen by gentlemen who have bust
ness with the President, we passed into
what are known as the private apart
ments. First. we enter the library,
which is fitted up with mahogany book
cases, tolerably well filled, and oak fur
niture. This was the reception room of
Mrs. John Adams, for in her day none
of the down-stair parlors were either
finished or furnished, and she used
TO have her Mondays wash hung
out to dry on lines stretched in the
east room. Next to the library is the
Presidents bedroom. plainly furnished,
and opening into Mrs. Grants sitting
room, on the other side of which is Miss
Nellie s room. The sitting room has blue
curtains aud the furniture is covered with
blue, while pictures and books give it a
home-hke appearance. Opposite Miss
Nellie's room is that Of Master Jesse, who
is bright boy and the especial favorite
of his parents, who has just gone to Cal
iornia with his play fellow and school
mate, son of ex-senator Cole. The
state bedroom is the most elegantly fur
nished room on the second story, and be-
yond it is the chamber of Mrs. Grants
father, Mr.. Dent, now in his 88th year.
The family life at the White House is
very simple. All rise about Z, and sub
stantial breakfast is served at 8, the
President bringing his favorite newspa-
pers to the table, and reading them as he
enjoys his coffee and toast. After break
fast the President takes short walk, re-
turing TO his Office at 10, and remaining
there until about 4, when he takes an
other walk or perhaps short drive.
Meanwhile, Mrs. Grant and Miss Nellie
have attended to their household duties,
received the calls of friends, and perhaps
make few. At 5-sharp-dinner is
served. plain repast, of which dish of
hominy is always part. After dinner
there is always an informal reception in
the blue parlor, with an occasional con-
ference on political subjects in the Pres
ident's Office upstairs. Such is the daily
life of onr Chief Magistrate and his fam
ily.-[ Washington Letterto Boston Jour
nal.
A BALTIMORE MATRoN CowHIpEs A
CLkRK.-About II o'clock ON last Mon
day morning quiet looking middle-aged
woman, named Mrs. kramer, who was
accompanied by her husband, entered
the well known stationery store OF Gug-
genheimer & We'll, No. 137 West Balti.
more street, and Mrs. Kramer inquired
for cterk employed there, named VIM.
Randall. That person was called, and
coming. forward spoke to Mrs. Kramer,
and offered to shake hands with her.
She did not shake hands with him, but
on the contrary, she pulled out very
serviceable looking cowhide, and, max.
ing dart ut the unfortunate Randall,
caught his collar and went vigorously al
work, while her husband stood by smil.
ing, and seemingly enjoying the whole
affair. Randall struggled and writhed
under the shower Of blows, for some
time, without speaking word; but the
woman soon made it so warm for hin
that he was compelled to roar for help
No person, however, interfered, ane
things were going on swimmingly. wher
Randall succeeded in tearing himsel
from his tormentors grasp. and rushed
rapidly out OF the store, leaving Mrs
kramer mistress Of the field. She was
not disposed to make any explanations
but quietly taking her husbands arm sh'
walked away, passing quite crowd o
people that had been attracted by the
novelty of the scene. As she walked
down Baltimore street she carried the
cowhide firmly in her right hand, ant
every few steps she would switch i
against her dress, as if she longed TO
other worlds to conquer. Mrs. Kramer
is an employe of Turnbull 4 Bros, No
8 South Charles street, and lives on Scot
street. The cowhiding was inflicted Il
consequence of an insult that Randa
had offered her daughter BaltimoI
American.