The Sunday globe., 1901-06-16
Bluffed the President and Forced
Mr.. BOyle'S Appointment.
A CHAPTER OF SECRET HISTORY
The Night ot President MOkInIeys First
Inauguration and The Scene In The White
HOuse-The Subsequent Scene in Which
JOe Smith Struck The Table and SwOre the
President no Mr. Boyle S Appointment

] udN (MdlCu T. loJOJs Mhoh lColuSAt
Mckinley was first inauguratedT' said
gentleman whose position qua1Nies
him to speak authoritatively on the
] subject of the White House and its
present occupant.
"To what particular scene do you
refer?" inquiringly answered The
/ Globe man.
"Well, let me tell you the story, and
/ you can stop me If it is familiar 20
| YOU but | guess not. 1t occurred about
IL pm. that night. There were pres
/ ent the late Joe Smith, the present
consul general to Liverpool, James
| Boyle Col. G. o. L. Cooper, private
secretary to Attorney General Knox,
and the President Joe was not pres
| ent, / believe, at the opening of the
/ story, as the novel writer's put 1t, but
/ he came in about half seas over, and
| going right over to where the Presi-
| dent was half reclining on a chair
/ smoking a cigar, Joe slapped him on
/ the back and exclaimed; Well, Major,
/ here We are at last occupying the
/ White House The President looked
up smilingly at Joe and replied:
Yes, Joe; and l am glad the or
| deal of to-day is over
Now, Mr. President for I'll have
! to get used to thus addressing you, we
must take care of the friends that pat
you here, and there are no three men
engaged ia the campaign that did as
much as we three to make you Presi-
dent Of the United States.
"T acknowledge it gratefully, Joe;
sit down. Boyle Cooper and myself
were having social talk.
Joe took a seat and remained silent
a few moments, when he again per
mitted his hilarisusness to get the
better of his discretion, and he blurtes
out:
81 say, MajoR | want you to tabe
care of lnese two boys (meaning Boyle
and Cooper They have faithfully
earned everything you can give them
And while | am on this subject, Mr.
President-you see l have the hang
of the thing now-I want to say that
friends first and strangers next is my
motto, and as for cur enemies-sh0w
the - - - the door. We have
downed the hypooritical gang in our
own party and State, and by -- we
will keep EN- down, too, If you rec
ognize single enc of these thugs you
will drive a nail in your political eor-
fin, and Joe Smith will hunt his hole
and pull the hole in after him..
The President was evidently amused
by Joe rather than neIuci or embar-
raised, and his replies were soothing
to the great Urbana mud singer, for,
after remaining a half hour, he took
his hat and left the room.
Subsequently, and several weeks af-
ter this interview, Boyle, who was
pressing the President in true Johnny
Bull style for the consulate to his ma
tive Liverpool, informed Joe that he
thought the President was going back
on him. Boyle was downhearted and
was commencing to decidedly funk.
Joe cheered him up and assured him
that 1t was all right, and that he would
compel the President to give him the
appointment. This shilly-shallying
went on for some time, and Boyle could
not get anything definite from thePres-
ident In sheer desperation he hunt
ed up joe and informed him that he
had given up all hopes. He thought
he knew the President from over four
years association with him as his pri-
vate secretary, and he was satisfied
Mr. Mckinley was going to throw him
down.
81 will go back to Cincipnati to
work on the Commercial Gazette. and
| will never trust another American
politician in my life, said Mr.. Boyle.
"Joe was made clear through, as he
was a loyal friend, though exceedingly
bitter in his resentments. He accum-
ulated a good-sized jag and late in the
evening called at the White House AS
luck would have it, both Cooper and
Boyle were sitting with the President
in his private room whom Joe plunged
in, and, with q burst of profanity, eX-
claimed;
"T want this thing settled right here
and now, and by C. Boyle will be
consul to Liverpool or ] will raise
h! This business has gone far
enough, | tell you, by C, and he
struck the table a violent blow with
his cleRched hand.
You cant monkey on this matter
any longer, and if you are going to
throw down the men who made you
President by C., | want to knew
it, and d quick, tool
"The bare words can convey no idea
of this extraordinary scene OF violence
Boyle and Cooper were white with as
tonishment and probably fear. Teh
President flushed slightly, but main
tained a calm exterior as he reached
out his hand, which Joe grasped and
wrung conyulsively, as he shouted
rather than spoke:
'hac-Maior--I mean Mr. President,
I am here for business, and you know
me- This man, Jimmy Boyle, served
you like a slave, so has Cooper, and
you know what | have done. Now,
what in h is the cause Of this de-
lay? Boyle is tired. l am tired, and
your friends are tired Why in h
don't you fire and clean out this whole
gang and put your friends in the offices
we won@
"The President gently led Joe to a
seat, and smiled placidly as he sooth-
ingly conplimented him on the
warmth Of his advocacy for our friend
Boyle
, "But Joe came ia have a fight to a
finish, and the Presidents customary
hypnotic power over him failed to
Joe by motions, signs, and, finally, in
mediate appointment, with much EN-
phasis and a generous amount Of swear
words. Even BJyle tried to quiet
an interrupted appeal. Tse interrup.
either conciliate or calm him. and hd
tion came from the President who
beckOned Mr.. Boyle to approach, and
reiterated his demand for Boyle's i'm.
gentleman rusheds toward Joe with
sparkling eyes and flushed face, and
holding out both hands, exclaimed:
"Oh, Joe! Oh, Joe Congratulate
me. the kind good President has just
tsld me he will appoint me to-mor
|, row.
, Joe wrung Boyles hands, and feel
ing that he had gone quite a distance
with the good-natured President, he
approached and thanked him. The
| Iraeidpnt shook his hand and Ton ~