Waterbury evening Democrat., 1895-04-09

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 WITH THE PRESIDENT. national affairs. Edgar A. Poo wroto somo wonderful poems, but as n busi- ness man ho did not resemble Russell Sage in any way.
 We often find bright editor sold out by the sheriff because it is very differ ent writing comments on current events from preparing dividends for stock holdCrS
 Mir. Lamont is n sound headed. cool business man who could not on tho spur of the moment write sonnet that Tho Century Magazine would givo over $S for and yet ho makes a most successful minister. Ho also turns down his wino- glass, and that is q good thing to do in thcso days of ''ovorwork.
 "Overwork is getting altogether too common among great mon-ovcrwOrk If tho growlcr it would be called if found in tho lower walks of life.
 It requires good deal of genuine courage sometimes for n man who is called genial to go through four hour dinner and mako humorous and spar kling speech on apOllinaris But it can Do duno-so 1 am tuld-and has been done
 mado visit at tho Whitu House not long ago. and though l am not at liberty to repeat fully tho conversation between Mir Cleveland and myself 1 can truly say that times will bo easier and better inside of a few weeks.
 With d card from tho secretary of war l dropped in um Secretary Thurbcr one pleasant afternoon with no designs on tho president, for itwas cabinet day, and you will never catch mo breaking up cabinet meeting with the condition that national affairs arc now in. Mir. ThmhVr is a very busy man in n trying place. hut tho manages to keep good naturcd and preserves tho peace pretty we'll hctwcon tho contemplating ] press and tho administration. One of his experiences, if have not told 1t before, may bear telling here. for 1t shows one phase of his ifo as n body guard to tho president of great Demo cratic nation.
 X very attractive and gentle manner sd woman called to 500 tho president on an important matter, but ho was very busy, and tho secretary said it would be | out of tho question.
 | So she laid her caso ill CXtenso before Mir. Thurber in order that he might present it to the president. Tho matter involved good deal of detail, and the secretary saw at once that he conld not trust his memory with it. So he asked her to bo kind enough to write out tho caso as clearly and succinctly as possible for his convonionc9
 ] But could you not remember it your self, Mir. Thurbor?" she inquired, with big, bluu, appealing, childlike eyes,
 "No, madam, said he. With tho volume of other matters and tho great variety If widely different affairs that l am obliged to keep in mind from day to day am suro that lcould not rely unon myself to retain all these details. It would be physical impossibility.
 ''So you could not keep tho matter in mind without a written memorandum" she asked.
 No; I am quite sure could not. '
 Well, then, said she as she drew herself up to her full height, ''all I've got to say is that you've got d--d poor memoryr'
 With this terse remark she turned lhe blinding glare of big diamond on the astonished secretary and f1oated away like a beautiful dream.
 While we were talking the cabinet filed out, and the president, with i'll concealed delight, asked me to come in. He does his work ill large, bare look ing room at the back of theWhite House, on the second floor, overlooking the park and monument.
 As we talked he toyed with the waste paper basket. swinging it to and fro by the ears while four or five official heads, still warm and wet with clotted blood in the clustering hair, rolled about and bumped against each other inside.
 (The above is a figure of speech, oi course, for, as a matter of fact, there was nothing in tho basket whatever OK cept torn note from New York pub fisher asking the president to write al article for his holiday number on "Ad vantages and Disadvantages of Bait That Has Been Spat Upon.")
 'I am glad to see you, Nye," sai( the president, flor I know that yoI don't want anything. You don't know how welcome the friend is these day. whose cup of happiness is full and whC does not yoarn for, anything. Would you mind looking through the keyhol, } of that door O minute to see if any on, has his eye or ear against it on the othe side?''
 Certainly not. " said I, going to th door and cursorily glancing through tn keyhole as he bade me do.
 "Well," said he, dropping his voic to a whisper, "I wanted to say wor' to you privately. You arc a safe man t intrust with q confidence, I know, fo even though you write for tho press yo1 ! would not betray me, know, and evel , if you did no one would believe wha , you said.
 } ''I have been wanting to tell som one for long time this little truth tha is eating my life slowly away. coul' . not tell it to members of the cabine , very well. for each of them has his owl . personal troubles to worry over lean . l sat even tell my wife. for she too ha