I wrote the little child, and said to her all that I have just been saying about mugwump principles and the limitations which they put upon me.

I explained that it would not be proper for me to apply to her father in Mr.Mason's behalf, but I detailed to her Mr.Mason's high and honorable record and suggested that she take the matter in her own hands and do a patriotic work which I felt some delicacy about venturing upon myself.

I asked her to forget that her father was only President of the United States, and her subject and servant; I asked her not to put her application in the form of a command, but to modify it, and give it the fictitious and pleasanter form of a mere request--that it would be no harm to let him gratify himself with the superstition that he was independent and could do as he pleased in the matter.

I begged her to put stress, and plenty of it, upon the proposition that to keep Mason in his place would be a benefaction to the nation; to enlarge upon that, and keep still about all other considerations.
In due time I received a letter from the President, written with his own hand, signed by his own hand, acknowledging Ruth's intervention and thanking me for enabling him to save to the country the services of so good and well-tried a servant as Mason, and thanking me, also, for the detailed fulness of Mason's record, which could leave no doubt in any one's mind that Mason was in his right place and ought to be kept there.
Mason has remained in the service ever since, and is now consul-general at Paris.
During the time that we were living in Buffalo in '70-'71, Mr.Cleveland was sheriff, but I never happened to make his acquaintance, or even see him.

In fact, I suppose I was not even aware of his existence.