The daily intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Territory [i.e. Wash.]) 1876-1881, 1877-11-07

Donn Piatt, Washington Correspon.
dent OF the Cincinnati Enquirer, tells
the following story:
Since my old friend Zachariah re-
turned to the congenisl shades of pri-
vate life. have recognized the sacred
privileges Of such citizenship. and drop
ped him from those relcgsted to that
which amuses. But the prominence
won by Miles in his Indian fight recalls
good story can not help repeat.
Miles was in Washington while Zach
arish was in the Interior, and the first
named being appealed to by a clerkess
discharged from the Interior Office,
wended his way to that interesting
locality to use his influence to have the
discharged restored. Miles felt in his
military soul that he had influence
Was be not q relative Of the great
Sherman and Ewing families? Was
he not n West Pointer, with Q record
behind, and a career before him ? Fe
thought to find the doors fly open of
themselves as he approached the high
Office of tn, high old Michigander.
He sent his pastebosrd, and was bid
to take seat. No. it was not worth
while sitting, and our military rooster
walked to and fro, expecting every mo-
ment to be summoned. But moments
went by OH leaden wings without n
summons There had been some mis-
take. He sought the messenger. The
messenger reported that he had placed
the pasteboard before the Secretary
Miles sent in another. and yet no doors
flew open. lie walked impatiently
until tired, and then he hinged on his
military center and waited. fretting his
military soul at the delay
He sought to pass the time by study
ing the people about him. They were
motley group running from well
dressed men and women down To com
mon laborers At last the messenger
returned. Miles started forward Here
was his call Not bit of it, The
stupid fellow nodded out one of the
crowd who had preceded Miles. This
went on for two hours, and Miles
would have abandoned the business but
for the tenacity of purpose bis late In-
dian business indicates. AT last he was
called into the presence of the great
Michigande1, who. worn down by
troublesome demands that he charac-
terized to pious member of Congress
by saying that he would las soon be in
hell without fan, as in the Interior
without appropriations" was in iaia.
hnmer Miles helped himself to chair.
and Zack said. gruffly:
SWELL, sir. what is your businessf"
II came. Mr.. Secretary" responded
Miles. smoothly. Ito get poor woman
restored to her clerkship"
What exclaimed Zack, with an
emphasis that gave the force and explo-
sion to the word as if shot from the
deadly level of gun.
II came" repeated the distinguished
relative, "to get discharged clerk re-
stored"
Zachariah rose solemnly in his chair
stalked to the door at which our friend
entered, aud pointing to = placsrd
thereon, roared:
Can you read. SIR"
Certainly" responded the military
relative now. with good deal of spunk
"a ken out OF him.
Then read that Niles reads. mo
vacancies in this department"
.Good morning. s.r." growled lack.
and the Sherman Ewing relative hanlcd
off to repair damages.
1t happened that the very next Sun.
day Miles was entering the grounds OF
the Soldiers Home on visit to Col.
Pitcher. He had driy1n in his buggy.
when Zach dashed up. but the Sergeant
in charge closed the gate, refusing him
admitsance. Zach had friend with
him 10 whom DC was desirious of show
ing the Soldiers Home. and Noticing
the military gentleman inside. sang out;
Il say. Colonel, tell this fellow who
l am. will you:"
Niles dismountcd from his buggy.
went through the gate. aud said slowly
TO Zachariah:
Can you read, sir.'
"Certainly car" reared old Zach.
Welt. SIR. read that and Miles
pointed with the end of his whip TO the
sign on the gate: No admission on
Sunday"
Good morning. sir" said Miles, As
be drove away. The Sergeant on duty
heard . stout old party in the carr'ags
say:
"Well, I'll he damned" !"
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