194 WALL STREET AND THE WILDS 



friend small chance to stop talking for I plied 

 him with questions at every opportunity. As we 

 neared Washington I asked, 



"Where do you stop in Washington, Gen- 

 eral ?" 



"Where do you stop, yourself? I thought of 

 Willard's." 



"I think of Willard's, too," said I. 



But we really didn't stop anywhere, for we 

 walked the streets during what was left of the 

 night while he pointed out the military purpose 

 in the original laying out of the streets and then 

 filled the hours with incidents of the early days of 

 the war which were recalled by nearly every 

 square in the city. We took an early train for 

 my home in Elizabeth where he made the first of 

 many visits to me, always to the delight of my 

 family and myself. Whenever he came to New 

 York his first and last calls were at my office. 

 One such call stands out in my memory. We 

 had just said good-bye and I asked the usual 

 question, 



"When will I see you again?" 



