He was fond of dancing and he went to the theater, even on Sunday.

He was, too, something of a lady's man; "He can be downright impudent sometimes," wrote a Southern lady, "such impudence, Fanny, as you and I like." In old age he loved to have the young and gay about him.

He could break into furious oaths and no one was a better master of what we may call honorable guile in dealing with wily savages, in circulating falsehoods that would deceive the enemy in time of war, or in pursuing a business advantage.

He played cards for money and carefully entered loss and gain in his accounts.

He loved horseracing and horses, and nothing pleased him more than to talk of that noble animal.