Have you ever seen the lovely country there?"
I answered, "No, I have not seen it; and, thanking you for the
invitation, shall not go; have too much to do. You will have a
vacation?"
"Yes," the President said, "and I am feeling like a schoolboy about
it. You should go. You were along with Harrison, Kirkwood, and me to
Chautauqua, you know. That was a great day's ride. Do you remember
those watermelons? They would have been first-rate if they had been on
ice a few hours."
"You had a hard day of it," I said; "forty speeches, weren't there?
And you will have another lot of speeches to make."
He said he did not mind the speeches.
"And how is your health," I asked; "any more indigestion? Ever try
Billy Florence's remedy, Valentine's meat juice, made in Richmond,
Virginia--great reputation abroad, little at home?"
He said he had never tried it, had forgotten it. Then, turning with an
air half comic, but with something of earnestness, he said, naming me
by way of start: "You have been holding a sort of autopsy over me ever
since I tumbled over at Atlantic City.
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