The Red Cloud chief., 1895-04-26
ICopyricht, 1895. by Edgar W Nyc.I

national affairs. Edgar \. Poo wrote
some wonderful poems, but as a bust
ness man no did not resemble Russell
Sage in any way,
We often find q bright editor sold ont
by tho sheriff because it is very differ
ent writing comments on current events
from preparing dividends for stock
holders.
Mr. Lamont is n sound headed, cool
business man who could not on tho spur
Of the moment write u sonnet that The
Century Magazine would give over IS
for. and yet no makes "A most successful
minister. Iio also Turns down his wine
glass, and that il u good thing To do in
these days Of "Uvcrwurk.'
"Overwork" is getting altogether too
common among great mCn-uvCrwuri
of tho GROWER it would he called if
found in tho lower walks Of life.
1t requires a good deal of genuine
courage sometimes for a man who is
called genial to 90 through u four hour
dinner and make II humorous and spar.
king speech on apollinaris. But it can
DO dono-so l am told-and has been
done.
| made n visit ut the White House
not long ago, and though | am not ut
liberty to repeat fully tho conversation
between Mr.. Cleveland and myself |
can truly say that times will ho easier
and better inside of u few weeks.
With u card from the secretary of
wal ! dropped in ON Secretary Thurbor
one pleasant afternoon with no designs
on the president. for it was cabinet day,
and you will never catch me breaking
up a cabinet meeting with the condition
that national affairs are now in,
Mr.. Thurber is II very busy man in n
trying place. but tho manages to keep
good naturcd and preserves tho peace
pretty we'll between tho e%ntcrpris.nl
press and the administration.
Ono of his experiences, If ! have not
told 1t before. may bear telling here, for
1t shows ono phase Of his life as u body
guard to the president Of u great Demo
cratic nation.
A very attractive and gentle ann
cd woman called to sec the president OF
M important matter, but no was very
busy, and tho secretary said it would b,
out Of tho question.
So she laid her case in cXtonso bofor,
Mr.. Thurber in order that ho might
present it TO the president. Tho matter
involved q good deal Of detail, and tn,
secretary saw at once that he could no
trust his memory with it. So no asked
her to be kind enough to writo out TN,
case as clearly and succinctly rs possible
for his convenience.
but could You not remember il your
self. Mr. Thurbcr2" she inquired, will
big, blue, appealing, childlike eyes.
mo, madam, " SAID he. with tn
volume of other matters and tho grca
variety CT widely different affairs that
am obliged to keep in mind from day Z
day | am sure that | could not rely upol
myself to retain all these details. !
would be a physical impossibility.
80 you could not keep the matter /
mind without "A written memorandum?
she asked.
"No, ! am quite sure ] could not.
"Well, then, said she as she dro'
herself mp to her full height, ''all Nv
got to say is that you've got q d
poor memoryV'
With this terso remark she turnC
the binding glare Of u big diamond c
the astonished secretary and tloatt
away like u beautiful dream.
While we were talking the cabin
filed out, and the president, with i
concealed delight, asked me to come i
He does his work in n large, bare loo
ing room at tho back of theWhite Hous
ON the second floor. overlooking the pa
and monument.
As we talked he toyed with the was
paper basket, swinging it to and fro
the ears while four or five official hcac
still warm and wet with clotted bio
in tho clustering hair, rolled about Al
bumped against each other inside.
[The above is o figure Of speech.