The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1893-01-07

his Personal Appssranee--ssTIs surely
Was GentlemAn.~


Concerning the personal appear
ance OF General Grant Mr. w. A.
burlington. OF New York. thus writes
In private letter which he has
kindly permitted Laurence Hutton to
make public in Harper's Magazine.
When first knew the general
was school boy and OF course felt
the schoolboy's awe OF great man.
Privileged to know him for years in
the intimacy OF his own home. never
entirely overcame that feeling. What
was heroic In him grew. and did not
diminish. The more saw OF him
the more felt that he was good as
we'll as great His faco used to be
called sphinxlllxe That was scarcely
true for although ito expression was
always calm. strong. imperturbable
IL was also one OF great gentleness.
He surely was a gentleman. Perhaps
his hands aided to keep his face So
rene for we must all have some
safety valve. Almost the only ex-
ternal indication OF annoyance I ever
noticed In him was nervous
opening and shutting OF his fingers
an index OF emotion often
observed by other OF his more
intimate friepdA A notable illustra-
ton OF this trait was told me by
gentleman who once accompanied
him TO very larges public dinner
given in his honor. At Its close one
OF the guests ventured upon the tell
ing Of stories which are not told puer-
is virginibusque The generals fin
gers began to, work; he quietly ex-
cused himself; and his companions
who knew the significance OF the
gesture followed him. As they
smoked their cigars on the streets OF
the foreign city in which this occurred.
the general said. hope have not
taken you from the table but have
never permitted such conversation in
my presence and 1 never intend to-
This was not affectation. His mind.
clear and wholesome left its imprint
in his face Grossness or scandal
gave him genuine discomfort He
loved to think we'll OF his kind. This
trait showed in his face gave 1t be-
nightly. and was / fancy. the secret
OF his hold on the affections of men.
We Glanced to be alone in his room
one night after the last cruel betrayal
OF his confidence he walking to and
fro by the aid OF his crutch. Sudden
ly he stopped. and. as if following
aloud the train OF his thought he
said: i have made it the rule OF my
~ hnI In
others have given him up. I do not
see how ! can do SO again. There
was no bitterness in his voice not
even an elevation in the tone It was
simply an exclamation OF an honest
heart sorely wounded in its belief
..As recall his face, that which /
remember is not so much line and con.
tour as the expression OF strength. OF
great patience of calmness and OF
greatness; and the incidents which il.
Illustrates pure qualities also come
back freshly to my memory.
'.He had, too merry face; at times
a merry eye. He was full OF sly hu.
NOR. The twinkling OF his eye and
his quiet laugh promptly rewarded an
amusing story. In his own home his
face was always kind and responsive.
There he was not the silent man the
world thought 1t knew. but fluent
and well-informed talker on all that
was OF interest to him. Undoubtedly,
however. he had the gilt OF silence
and when he saw fit to exercise it his
face became q mask. con versation
ceased to be among the possibilities
and chat with craven image would
have been relief at such q time.
He became then. and designedly, a
silence. compeller. When there was
nothing to be said. he said nothing.