for days was without food.

Long before I met General MacIver I had read his book and had
heard of him from many men who had met him in many different
lands while engaged in as many different undertakings. Several of
the older war correspondents knew him intimately; Bennett
Burleigh of the _Telegraph_ was his friend, and E. F. Knight of the
_Times_ was one of those who volunteered for a filibustering
expedition which MacIver organized against New Guinea. The
late Colonel Ochiltree of Texas told me tales of MacIver's bravery,
when as young men they were fellow officers in the Southern
army, and Stephen Bonsal had met him when MacIver was United
States Consul at Denia in Spain. When MacIver arrived at this
post, the ex-consul refused to vacate the Consulate, and MacIver
wished to settle the difficulty with duelling pistols. As Denia is a
small place, the inhabitants feared for their safety, and Bonsal,
who was our _charge d'affaires_ then, was sent from Madrid to
adjust matters. Without bloodshed he got rid of the ex-consul, and
later MacIver so endeared himself to the Denians that they begged
the State Department to retain him in that place for the remainder
of his life.

Before General MacIver was appointed to a high position at the St.
Louis Fair, I saw much of him in New York. His room was in a
side street in an old-fashioned boarding-house, and overlooked his
neighbor's back yard and a typical New York City sumac tree; but
when the general talked one forgot he was within a block of the
Elevated, and roamed over all the world. On his bed he would
spread out wonderful parchments, with strange, heathenish
inscriptions, with great seals, with faded ribbons. These were