The Marion daily mirror. (Marion, Ohio) 1892-1912, 1912-01-17

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Wear" which was destined to achieve
a marked literary fame in several
languages. There was something like
800 lines OF rhyme, and the introduce
| tiOn ran thus:
Miss Flora McFllmsey Of Madison
Square
Has made three separate journeys
to Paris.
And her father assures me each time
she was there,
That she and her friend Mrs.
Harris
| (Not the lady whose name Is so ia
nous in history,
| But plain Mrs. H.. without romance
or mystery
| Spent six consecutive weeks, without
stopping.
In one continuous round OF shopping
| Shopping alone and shopping to-
gether.
At all hours OF the day and in all
sorts of weather.
For all manner of things that woman
can put
on the crown Of her head or the sole
of her foot,
or wrap round her shoulders, or 1T
round her waist.
or that can be sewed on, or pinned
on or laced.
The poem was the work of
William Allen Butler, n noted New
| York lawyer son OF Benjamin Frank
lin Butler, who was Attorney Gener-
nj under Jackson and Van Buren.
William Allen Butler died in Septem-
Der, 1902, and his book OF memories
| "a Retrospect OF Forty Years. 1926
1865" has just been published
OScribners) under the editorship Of
his daughter, Harriet Allent Butler
Nothing to Wear" appears in fun in
this book, together with an earlier
poem, ''rhe Sexton and the Thermom-
eter,' referring to an adventure Of
the famous Sexton Brown OF Grace
Church, and other verses by Mr.. But
er. But the real wealth of the book
is in the keen memories of men and
affairs OF the country's first mid-cen-
tury
These memories begin early In the
volume. In his introduction Mr..
Allen tells us:
"On one. Of my last visits to Martin
Van Burcn, eighth President of the
United States, at Lidonwald his coun-
try home at Kindcrhook, n. y. he
told me he had brought the rough
draft of his autobiography to the date
of his election to the Presidency in
1896. / ventured to urge him to
pause at this point and revise for
publication what he had already
written, saying to him that he was
the hero of his own book ana having
been elected TO the presidency of the
United states, that was good place
to leave himself.
But said the cX-Prcsidont, Il
must Vindicate my administration I
replied thpt there were many men
who could do that but no one except
himself could properly complete the
work Of revising his manuscript as it
stood | soon found, however, that
my vlow could not prevail, and the
result justified my apprehensions, for
the autobiography was never fin
ishcd"
Taking Lunch with IIallcck
| Down I'm DOwning's Cellar
Then, quite soon, I'm the book prop
or we are reminded of Fitz-Green
Ilalleck, who was a confidential and
trusted clerk of John Jacob Astor
on his retirement in 1S49 he lived al
, Gullford, Conn.,, making occasional
visits to New York, where | some
times met him at Downing's oyster
cellar I'm the sub-basement of the
building on the east side of Broad
street just below Wall street a ia
nous rendezvous of the business men
of that vicinity, and there, over a
narrow table and moderate repast,
we held pleasant converse. He died
Nov. 10, 1861"
Large In retrospect was Mr.. Buffers
memory Of his first visit, I'm company
with his father, in 1884, to General
Jackson at the White House.
HE received us in the large room
on the second floor OF the executive
mansion at the northwest end, which
was his customary abiding place
while president, and where his wife's
Bible on the square table by which he
was accustomed to SIT, and her por-
trait near the foot of his bed, were
constantly in view, His name had
been household word to me from
my earliest years. made especially
familiar by the picturesque sobriquet
of Old Hickory
"fie was at this time at the very
Hels1t OF MS popularity Although
hardly 67 years old, he seemed to me
very old man; ana his gaunt and
somewhat grim features told the
story Of exposure frontier perils and
the strife of arms. as well as of his
many personal and political conflicts.
His bristling hair rising from his
forehead, his long face scanned with
wrinkles and the aspect of command
and dominating will, which were his
prominent characteristics. made him
most impressive figure in my eyes.
His manner was then, as 1t always
was in social intercourse, most court
eous and kind; to women and chill
dren he never was otherwise. The
true Jackson, as | saw him then and
afterward was wholly unlike the
jackson of the Wing newspapers and
| caricaturiSts. My early recollections