rved
about fifteen terms, two of them in the Speaker's chair. He had
an anxious solicitude for the success of his party, and made many
political speeches. He was a young member when I first knew him,
away back in the sixties, but even then he occupied an influential
position.

I remember meeting him in Mr. Blaine's office one day, when the
latter was Secretary of State, and Mr. Blaine not being in, we sat
on the settee and had a talk. He was in poor health, but curious
respecting the relations between President Harrison and his party.
I told him they were not getting along very well; that he satisfied
his party about as well as Mr. Cleveland satisfied his when he was
in the White House.

"I think," he observed, "he is better than our President. We never
could do much with Cleveland." Then he added this characteristic
remark: "If you want an army to fight, you must feed it. It is
the same with a political party: if a party is to take care of
itself, its workers must be recognized in the distribution of its
patronage."

I never saw Samuel J. Randall afterwards.

Judge Godlove S. Orth was one of my most intimate friends in the
House of Representatives. He was a splendid man, and was regarded
as an honorable and able member. He and I saw much of each other
every day, as we roomed in the same neighborhood and generally
visited the departments together. We were seen with each other so
often on the streets, in fact, that when we were separated, friends
would ask either one or the other of us: "What has become of your
partner?" At one time I canvassed his district for him and he was
re-elected.

He had a peculiar name, "Godlove." I never heard of a man named
Godlove, either before or since. The story was told of a lady
sitting in the gallery, listening to the proceedings of the House.
She could not hear very well. When the roll was being called, and
she heard the name "Godlove" called by the clerk, she did not
understand it; she wend down stairs and told her friends that the
House of Representatives was a most pious body; that every time
they called the roll, and the clerk got about half way through, he
would stop and exclaim: "God love us all!"

Judge Orth has been dead for many years, but I have always remembered
with great pleasure our friendship when we served as colleagues in
the House, nearly half a century ago.

Oakes Ames of Boston was a prominent member of the House. He had
charge of the U