. Outing. I forgot to drymy fishing line, and left the room. Toward morning when there was nolonger any doubt as to the re-election ofGrover Cleveland for the next four years,and after he had received the congratula-tion of all present excepting one, Mr. Cleve-land turned to look for his friend. He sawMr. Jefferson standing before the greatlandscape window, which was a feature ofthe new dining-room at Gray Gables, hishands folded behind his back, looking outintently upon thereflection of therising sun, mirroredin the sparklingwaters of BuzzardsBay. Mr. Cleveland ap-proached him andtouched his
. Outing. I forgot to drymy fishing line, and left the room. Toward morning when there was nolonger any doubt as to the re-election ofGrover Cleveland for the next four years,and after he had received the congratula-tion of all present excepting one, Mr. Cleve-land turned to look for his friend. He sawMr. Jefferson standing before the greatlandscape window, which was a feature ofthe new dining-room at Gray Gables, hishands folded behind his back, looking outintently upon thereflection of therising sun, mirroredin the sparklingwaters of BuzzardsBay. Mr. Cleveland ap-proached him andtouched his arm,Joe, arent yougoing to congratu-late me? Mr. Jeffersonturned immediatelyto his friend andgrasped his hand. Ah, I do! Be-lieve me I do con-gratulate you, but—turning again tothe beautiful pic-ture, his face reflect-ing its glow—GoodGod, if I could paintlike that, his out-stretched armsweeping water and ill km 8 \V J- Z \- O l s * < w 1 s1 si* ^ V, i s ^ \ ;Hll i. rr\ i x. < O •dtf^itfMfc •. I * V> ■ 0 £ p3 K ! *M b l!
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