The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1893-03-29
SENATOR BRIOEs FRONT DOOR.
How an Ofhce-seeker Became q Door
seeker and Got There.
From the Ne,o York Sun.

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From the Nelo York Sun.
WASHINGTON, March 26-Last year as
is we'll known to the people in Washington,
and to some few not in Washington, Calvin
s. Brice, United States senator from Ohio
having taken the Corcoran mansion on a
5-year lease at $4,000 rent, proceeded TO
spend $40, 900 in remodeling it. This he did
with eminent satisfaction TO everybody
until the office~seekers from the rural dis
tricts Of the Buckeye state began TO swoop
down on him in the sanctifed seclusion Of
| his home. their objection was 60 the peculiar
| location Of the front door.
In the original plan, the main entrance on
H street was up pair of broad and capa-
cious front steps, to the equally capacious
| front door, as most houses are arranged
but, in the remodeling, Mr.. Brice closed
this door, and made the entrance through a
carriageway at the east side Of the house,
the fine door there being quite out OF sight
until the visitor has proceeded some thirty
feet or more into the cavernous depths or
this narrow cerTiageway.
A Buokeyester who had just returned to
his hotel from an official interview with
| the distinguished gentleman from Ohio,
gave the following account Of his expe-
rience:
''Pve Just got back from a tslk with Cal
Brice up at his house. Wanted to soc him
about heading governmental emolument
my way. Walked up to his place at II
street and Connections avenue. Noticed
the stable door open on II street and con-
cluded the folks must be at home. Passed
on to find the front door. 1t wasn't on II
street, that l could see, and | went around
GA Connecticut avenue. No door there,
either. Found a garden gate in a brick
wall but it was fastened. II SAYS
to myself, who ever heard of house that
didn't have any doors to itP Thought
maybe 1t was likely there were doors some
where, but that Cal had pulled the shutters
over them to keep out office seekers.
Knocked on the wall in two or three places,
but it sounded solid, so guessed
| couldn't get in that way. Went back
to H street to see il l hadn't missed
the door in my excitement. No
door there, sure as the Lord made little ap-
pies. Thought I'd go to the stable and see
il somebody couldn't tell me how TO get in.
That's what was there for, and was 90
ing to get in II had to do the Santa Claus
act on q chimney Found that the stable
door led through a sort of gorge into the
back yard. Stood there for a minute wait
ing for somebody to show up, but nobody
did Then ventured in, expecting every
instant TO be caught for trespassinR, or run
in as a burglar. or have some darn dog or
other fly at me and pull the seat out Of the
ington. Nervous wasn't any name for it.
and If my people back In Ohio hadn't known
I'd gone TO the capital to see Cal Brice in
person, I'll be - If l wouldn't
have run like q scared wolf side
walk is narrow in the gorge, aud Rugged
the wall aud slipped along carefully ready
to throw up my hands at the first warning.
Stopped two or three times to listen, and
went ahead slow. All Of a sudden ran up
against break in the wall, and there, by
gum, was just as nice a front door as any
body would want to see. OF course l felt
easier then, aud l walked up to it as brave
as a book peddler and banged away at the
bell. A real, live, English turnkey let me
in, and in ten minutes more had nay feet
up on Calls table az cosy as bug In a rug,
and he didn't know but that had come up
in tour-in-hand and was used to houses
with the front doors in the back yard. But =,
say, what the devil do they make them
that way for"