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up his sword—a delicacy which the Century has not well
deserved.

They offered him 10% royalty on his book! That was
the most colossal bit of cheek the igth century can show.
Gen. Grant felt under obligations to give them the book
—mainly because they suggested that he write it—a sug-
gestion which 7 made to him three years ago. And in his
modesty he didn't know that when they paid him $1500
for three articles in the Century they were exactly as just
toward him as it would be to buy a dollar bill of a blind
man and pay him ten cents for it. They sent him a volun-
tary thousand dollars the other day—after the General's
first article had sprung their circulation clear away up
into the clouds. They could have paid him $5000 for that
article and still made that much money themselves.

Friday March 20, 1885. Gerhardt and I arrived at
Gen. Grant's about half past two P.M. and I asked that
the family would look at a small clay bust of the General
which Gerhardt had made from the photograph. Col. Fred
and Jesse were absent to receive their sister, Mrs. Sartoris,
who would arrive from Europe about 4:30; but the three
Mrs. Grants examined the work and expressed strong ap-
proval of it and also great gratification that Mr. Gerhardt
had undertaken it. Mrs. Jesse Grant had lately dreamed
that she was inquiring where the maker of rny bust could
be found (she had seen a picture of it in Huck Finn which
was published four weeks ago) for she wanted the same
artist to make one of Gen. Grant. The ladies examined
the bust critically and pointed out the defects while Ger-
hardt made the necessary corrections. Presently Mrs.
Gen. Grant suggested that Gerhardt step in and look at
the General. I had been in there talking with the Gen-
eral, but had never thought of asking him to let a stranger
come in. So Gerhardt went in with the ladies and me, and
the inspection and cross fire began. "There, I was sure

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