aving been made, was, at the appointed time, ushered into the majestic presence of the lord of the White House.
Lincoln received the distinguished visitor very carelessly, and, after gazing upon him for a moment, asked, "What did you say the name was?" "The Marquis of Harlington" was the reply.
Hartington, Hartington," repeated Lincoln, as if endeavoring to impress it well upon his memory; then suddenly brightening up the exclaimed "Why, that rhymes with Mrs. Partington?"
It is almost needless to say that the nobleman retired from the presence with somewhat modified ideas of the dignity of a republican President.
The best part of this story is that it is literally true.
The Marquis, in company with Col. William Leslie member of Parliament for Monoghan is at present in Richmond.
It is to be hoped that these gentlemen will find in their intercourse with officials here, a striking content to the vulgar manners of the individual who now rules over the Northern States.