Yet how could I accept it with the work ahead of me?
It was certain that if I became a part of the presidential junket and passed a week in the delightful company promised me, I would be unfit for the loyal duty I owed my belongings and my party, and so reluctantly--more reluctantly than I can tell you--I declined, obliging them to send for Gen.

Horace Porter and bring him over from across the ocean, where he was ably serving as Ambassador to France.

I need not add how well that gifted and versatile gentleman discharged the distinguished and pleasing duty." III The last time I met Theodore Roosevelt was but a little while before his death.

A small party of us, Editor Moore, of Pittsburgh, and Mr.Riggs, of the New York Central, at his invitation had a jolly midday breakfast, extending far into the afternoon.

I never knew him happier or heartier.
His jocund spirit rarely failed him.