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Show j j CLEVELAND'S WIDOW.? ; '. A Starr That she President I3as at ' Last Been Captured His Lonely . Bachelor Life, and Hotr He liona for the Association I ' of His Buffalo Friends. "On hi9 recent trip to the woods," ! slyly remarked a well-known New Yorker to-day, "the President met an acquaintance, acquaint-ance, a young widow, whom the gossips have not yet -named,'., but -who is undoubtedly un-doubtedly nearer ; his heart than any of the young misses who have been mentioned men-tioned as . his fiancees." The meeting was arranged by Dr. Ward, who holds himself responsible for the whole business.. busi-ness.. . . This .Widow is about thirty, is given to embonpoint and will tip the scales at aboutl65 pounds. She has no children, and enjoys a comfortable income from a snue little property inherited from her mother: She waa in Washington last May, anTaaw the Presidenftwfce-'with-' out attracting any attention. There is no doubt that the President and the widow are much interested in each other, btit the President is a little shy about telling sister Rose, don't you see ! The widow belongs to an excellent New York family, but Miss Rose may or may not approve of having the acquaintance continue. The President told an intimate friend confidentially, the other evening, that he never felt the need of a wife so much as since coming to Washington. The President and Miss Rose are totally unlike in their thoughts and actions, and the latter is entirely absorbed in her literarv labors. The ladies of Washington would rejoice to see the President wedded to a good wife, but perhaps two or three belles, who have set their caps for the President, would be sorely disappointed. "What a grand wedding we will have," exclaimed one of the attaches of the White House, "if this rumor proves true." . The President, by two moves, has be- i come entirely separated from all of his old bachelor companions and has no chance for the delights of club life, as in the old Buffalo days (and nights). All his chums of yore are hundreds of miles away, and is it any wonder that the I President keenly realizes the utter loneli-! ness of his life? Since the 4th of March the hurly-burly of official life has kept I his mind fairly occupied, but it is quieter j now, and home-sickness can reach even : older hearts than the President's. I The President Is remarkably simple in j his habits. Nearly every evening, shortly j after G o'clock, accompanied gonerallv by I Colonel Lament, the President takes a ' ride in the landau. The route is fre- I quently up K street and Vermont avenue j towards the Soldiers' Home, and the return re-turn is usually after dark. . Albert Hawkins,' Haw-kins,' the colored coachman, who has been an attache of the White House ! j stables for twenty years, is always the j j driver, and takes great pride in his posi- i tion. Albert, by the by, is quite a char- i acter, and looks with considerable disdain ' upon the other White House understrappers. understrap-pers. He is in receipt of a large mail, and a day seldom passes in which the dusky coachman receives less than half a dozen letters. Nobody knows the purposes pur-poses of this extensive correspondence. The President is a hearty eater, and is becoming a little annoyed at his increasing increas-ing weight, which is now 235 pounds, ten pounds more than Secretary Mannina. A physician recommended the Banting Bant-ing system, with exercising, daily baths and dieting, but the President did not try tha plan very long, as it reduced re-duced his we.ght only four ounces a week. The President has "been contemplating horseback riding for the pnrposa of hardening hard-ening his muscles and reducing his flesh, and a quiet horse has bean procured for the purpose. When Secretary Lamar heard of this he related his experience to the President as to his exercise in the saddle. sad-dle. The Secretary believes the President Presi-dent should try equestrian exercise, although he himself has given it up. The Secretary was rather a sorry figure on his sorrel, and might have been seen every morning at 9 o'clock jogging along up H street, on a walk, towards the Interior Department. A month' in the saddle sufficed for Mr. Lamar. Mrs. Hill, the colored cook at the Executive Exe-cutive Mansion, says that the President is easily pleased, as he is not at all an. epicure. She did not use this word epicure, epi-cure, but something which sounded like it. Fancy French dishes are an abomination abom-ination to the President, but good fried potatoes, beefsteak, bread and coffee, and plenty of them, are what he likes. Cor. San Francisco Post. |