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Show THOMAS JEFFERSON. The Kindness of Heart of the Grand, Old man. One day as Jefferson was driving alone- through Virginia on his way from Washington Wash-ington to Monticello he came upon a boy trudging along with hia clothes in a satchel which hung on a stick from his shoulder. He was motioned to get on and in a moment was sitting by the side of the President, who opened the conversation con-versation by asking who he was and where he was going. He replied that his name' was Morgan and that he was going home from school, and continued by putting the same question to the President, Presi-dent, saying: "I beg your pardon,-stranger, pardon,-stranger, but what might your name be?" The President replied: "My name is Thomas Jefferson.". - The boy looked up in astonishment,and "Not Tom Jefferson,. President of the United States?" . "Yes," replied Jefferson, and as he did so the boy jumped from the gig and into the road, saying, "I have heard of you, Tom Jefferson. My father says you are a rascal, and wouldn't he thrash me if he caught me ridin' with you. Father knows you and he thinks you are the biggest scoundrel in the country 1 The President was so amused at the boy's charming candor, that he invited him into the carriage and brought him to his journey's end, urging him before leaving leav-ing to call upon him at Washington, promising to give him anything he-desired if he honored him with a visit. "You'll not forget me?" asked the enfant en-fant terrible. - "Not I," replied Jefferson. A year or thereabouts after this occurrence occur-rence young Morgan, becoming disgusted with things about home, ran off to Washington, Wash-ington, trudging his way with staff and gripsack, and covered with mud and dust and clav made his way to the White House and walked boldly into a room where he saw Jefferson bending over a table writing. He went up to him, and laying his hand on his shoulder, shouted : "Hello, Tom Jefferson, I've come after that office." The President looked up, but could not remember the boy. Noting his amazed look, young Morgan continued: con-tinued: "There, I told you you would not remember me when I came here." Jefferson replied that his face was familiar, famil-iar, and Morgan telling him who he was the President treated him kindly, and asked him to be seated. He then called a servant and sent the boy off to be brushed up, asking him if he had another suit of clothes, to which he - replied that he had. He was then given a room in the White House, and the President told j him to look about for a few days and see what kind of an office he wanted. This young Morgan did; and at the end of the first day told Jefferson he believed he would take a colonelcy. President Jefferson Jeffer-son laughed and told him that the colonels were always old men. He must take something else, but not to be in a hurry to look around and see the city. He then sent a midshipman with him to make things pleasant for him, and in a day or two young Morgan decided that he would rather be a midshipman than anything else.- Jefferson at once gave him the appointment, and he went on a ship immediately. He made a splendid naval officer, and he died a commodore. New York Graphic. H n., , 11 I'" 1 1 "' |