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was the village estimate of human greatness. A vaster issue was before him, and this was a token of success—a success which would bind up his remaining years with peace, and give glorious recompense to the companion of his few joys and many griefs.
The President hurriedly signed his name to parchments.
"I'm making a few postmasters." He smiled toward the sofa. "It's no trouble here—that's all at the other end of the line."
Without stopping the pen, he discussed matters with one statesman after another, his lips snapping with metallic positiveness.
A member of the Senate Committee on Foreign Relations protested against the course pursued in Santo Domingo.
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