Then there was a general laugh.
I learned to my surprise, when they had gone, that the tall man was
William H. Seward, the other John A. Dix.
Then one of those fevered days came the Prince of Wales - a
Godsend, to allay passion with curiosity.
It was my duty to handle some of 'the latest news by magnetic
telegraph', and help to get the plans and progress of the campaign
at headquarters. The Printer, as they called Mr Greeley, was at his
desk when I came in at noon, never leaving the office but for
dinner, until past midnight, those days. And he made the Tribune a
mighty power in the state. His faith in its efficacy was sublime,
and every line went under his eye before it went to his readers. I
remember a night when he called me to his office about twelve o
clock. He was up to his knees in the rubbish of the day-newspapers
that he had read and thrown upon the floor; his desk was littered
with proofs.
'Go an' see the Prince o' Wales,' he said. (That interesting young
man had arrived on the Harriet Lane that morning and ridden up
Broadway between cheering hosts.
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