He urged the President to pay him a visit during the recess, and see his stock farm.
"The President's table is well enough," he used to say, to the loafers who gathered about him at Willard's, "well enough for a man on a salary, but God bless my soul, I should like him to see a little old-fashioned hospitality--open house, you know.

A person seeing me at home might think I paid no attention to what was in the house, just let things flow in and out.

He'd be mistaken.

What I look to is quality, sir.

The President has variety enough, but the quality! Vegetables of course you can't expect here.