Fifty Years of Public Service | Page 6

there, who could so

successfully defend or attack the policy of an administration concerning
its foreign affairs.
The late Senator Morgan of Alabama, a most extraordinary character,
of whom I shall have something to say later, and Robert R. Hitt and
myself were appointed members of a commission to frame a form of
government for the Territory of Hawaii, which we had just acquired.
We travelled to Hawaii together. No two more delightful, entertaining,
or interesting men could be found. They are both dead, and it was my
sad privilege to eulogize their public achievements in the Senate.
In what I am writing from time to time, now, as the months and years
go by, when I have the leisure from my public duties to devote to it,
and without knowing whether what I am writing will ever be published,
I do not want to eulogize any one. If what I say about men and events
shall offend their friends living, I can not help it. I want only to give
my own estimate of the men whom I have known. Robert R. Hitt was a
good man; his honesty and uprightness were never questioned; he never
did a great deal for his district but he was one of the most useful
legislators in his own line-- foreign affairs--whom I have ever known
during my service in Congress. I think this is a fair and just estimate of
him.
But to return to Mount Morris, Professor D. J. Pinckney was president
of the Seminary when I was a student there. He knew my father
intimately, and naturally took more than ordinary interest in me. When
I became ill at school, he took me into his own home and kept me there
for a month or more, treating me with the greatest kindness and
consideration.
Years after I left the institution he became interested in politics, and ran
as an independent for Congress against Horatio C. Burchard,
Republican (who was, by the way, a very excellent man and my friend).
Burchard defeated him. When the campaign was on I was invited to go
to Galena and make a speech for Mr. Burchard. It never occurred to me
at the time that I was going into Pinckney's district; but when I
discovered the truth, I could not very well back out. I made my speech,
but was careful not to say a word against Professor Pinckney, simply

advocating the election of Mr. Burchard as a good Republican.
Professor Pinckney, however, took great offense, and was very cold
toward me from that time until his death. I felt that he had been misled,
that it would all come right, and that some day I would have a plain talk
with him; but he died before we ever got together. He has a son now
living in Chicago, a prominent circuit judge of Cook County.
Among other classmates of mine at Mount Morris, was the late General
John A. Rawlins, who became a distinguished officer and was General
Grant's chief of staff. No better, no truer, man ever lived than General
Rawlins. He was essentially a good man and never had a bad habit.
Rawlins was a Democrat, and a strong one, during his school days, and
I believe that he remained one until the Civil War. Robert Hitt and his
brother John, together with Rawlins and myself, formed a sort of
four-in-hand, and we were very intimate. We would take part in the
discussions in our society, and Rawlins was especially strong when a
political question was raised. I have heard him, during his school days,
make speeches that would have done credit to a statesman. He would
have done himself and country credit in any civil office. He served as
Secretary of War a few months. Like so many others who entered the
war without the slightest military training, he came out of it with a
brilliant record as an officer and soldier.
Judge Moses Hallett, a United States judge, retired, of Colorado, was
another classmate of mine. He was an exceptionally good man, and
developed into a very able lawyer and judge. He is still living, and has
become quite wealthy through fortunate real-estate investments in the
vicinity of Denver.
But I fear I might tire the reader by dwelling longer on my school life
at Mount Morris. To look back over those happy early days is
interesting to me; but it is sad to think how few, how very few, of my
schoolmates, then just beginning the journey of life, with all the
enthusiasm and hope of youth, are living to-day. They soon scattered,
some to one vocation, some to another; some to achieve distinction and
fame, some failure; but certain it is that I know of very few who are
now