with this delightful passage:

"High-minded, sensitive Mr. Gorman. Clinging, trustful Mr.
Gorman. Nothing could shake his belief in the "bright young man."
Apparently he did not even try to find out his name--if he had a
name; in fact, his name like everything else about him, remains
to this day wrapped in the Stygian mantle of an abysmal mystery.
Still less has Mr. Gorman tried to verify the statements made to
him. It is enough for him that they were made. No harsh
suspicion, no stern demand for evidence or proof, appeals to his
artless and unspoiled soul. He believes whatever he is told, even
when he has forgotten the name of the teller, or never knew it.
It would indeed be difficult to find an instance of a more
abiding confidence in human nature--even in anonymous human
nature. And this is the end of the tale of the Arcadian Mr.
Gorman and his elusive friend, the bright young man without a
name."

Even so near the beginning of his career, Roosevelt showed
himself perfectly fearless in attack. He would as soon enter the
lists against a Senator as a Congressman, as soon challenge a
Cabinet member as either. He did not even hesitate to make it
uncomfortable for the President to whom he owed his continuance
in office. His only concern was for the honor of the public
service which he was in office to defend.

One day he appeared at a meeting of the Executive Committee of
the Civil Service Reform Association. George William Curtis was
presiding, and Roosevelt's old friend, George Haven Putnam, who
tells the story, was also present. Roosevelt began by hurling a