In the vastness of infinite space I found the littleness of man and his best accomplishments.
Mr.Wright came up for a day's fishing in July.

My uncle and I took him up the river.

I remember that after he had landed a big trout he sat down and held the fish up before him and looked proudly at the graceful, glowing, arrowy shape.
"I never did anything in the Senate that seemed half so important as this," he remarked thoughtfully.
While we ate our luncheon he described Jackson and spoke of the famous cheese which he had kept on a table in the vestibule of the White House for his callers.

He described his fellow senators--Webster, Clay, Rives, Calhoun and Benton.

I remember that Webster was, in his view, the least of them, although at his best the greatest orator.