And next to that he would have luxuriated in the irresponsible omniscience of the Special Correspondent.
Col.

Sellers knew the President very well, and had access to his presence when officials were kept cooling their heels in the Waiting-room.

The President liked to hear the Colonel talk, his voluble ease was a refreshment after the decorous dullness of men who only talked business and government, and everlastingly expounded their notions of justice and the distribution of patronage.

The Colonel was as much a lover of farming and of horses as Thomas Jefferson was.

He talked to the President by the hour about his magnificent stud, and his plantation at Hawkeye, a kind of principality--he represented it.