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It was the evening of the day of the letter that Sandy Morley, sitting rigidly in the chair that Lansing Hertford had lounged in, listened to as much of an outline of his future as Levi Markham felt he could comprehend. "And remember," Markham warned at the end, "I want you to learn how little a hundred dollars is as well as how big! One is as important as the other."

When I had finished my copy and had returned to the main room, nothing remained of the afternoon party save Boyd and Lana, whispering together by a window, and the black wench, Gusta, clearing away the debris of the afternoon. Outside in the late sunshine, I could see Mrs. Bleecker and Mrs. Lansing strolling to and fro, arm in arm, but I looked around in vain for Lois.

"He's shown himself to be a man of sound ideas." "No Lansing," said Kelly. "He don't come up for re-election for five years. Freilig comes up next fall, and we'll have hard work to pull him through, though House is going to put him on the ticket, too. Dorn's going to make a hot campaign concentrate on judges." "There's nothing in that Dorn talk," said Hastings.

It was the hour before tea, and we were all at our room windows gazing down into the avenue. "Why, don't you know?" said slow Miss Macy. "That's Miss Cardigan's house." "I wonder who she is?" said Miss Lansing. "It isn't a New York name." "Yes, it is," said Macy. "She's lived there for ever. She used to be there, and her flowers, when I was four years old."

About that time I was working particularly closely on the Russian affairs. I had had a number of discussions with everyone concerned in it, and on the very day that Col. House and Mr. Lansing first asked me to undertake this mission to Russia, I was dining at Mr.

For a moment the words meant nothing; then blank surprise silenced him, followed by curiosity. "Is there something you wished to tell me?" he asked. "N-no." His perplexity and surprise grew. "Wait a second, Boots," he said; and Mr. Lansing, being a fairly intelligent young man, went out and down the stairway. "Now," he said, too kindly, too soothingly, "what is it, Eileen?" "Nothing.

"No, nothing," assented Selwyn listlessly. After a silence Lansing added: "But you do a lot of worrying all the same, Phil." Selwyn flushed up and denied it. "Yes, you do! I don't believe you realise how much of the time you are out of spirits." "Does it impress you that way?" asked Selwyn, mortified; "because I'm really all right."

This was the first introduction of our hero to the principal brown stone front of Lansing. It was not long after his arrival at the Kansas penitentiary before he gained the confidence of the authorities, and was made a "trusty." He had an easy place given him. His three years' sentence soon passed away. His term was reduced three months because of his excellent conduct while in prison.

At the President's suggestion, Lansing then prepared a cablegram to you. This, too, was objectionable and the President and I together softened it down into the one you received. Faithfully yours, E.M. HOUSE. In justice to Mr. Lansing, a passage in a later letter of Colonel House must be quoted: "It seems that Lansing did not write the particular dispatch to you that was objected to.

Somewhat vain, holding himself in much higher estimation than the world did, few men have so thoroughly enjoyed office as he. But he remained the quiet and unassuming gentleman he had always been; and he certainly could not have deluded himself into believing that there was a still higher office for him to occupy. Mr. Lansing could not screw up his courage to resign in 1916.