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He looked earnestly at me for a moment, then
held out his hand and shook mine heartily. "I believe you," he said;
"yet you need it, or you would not sleep here. Now will you take
it from me?" And I took the money.
The next day it rained, and the next day after that, and I footed
it back to the city, still on my vain quest. A quarter is not a
great capital to subsist on in New York when one is not a beggar
and has no friends. Two days of it drove me out again to find at
least the food to keep me alive; but in those two days I met the
man who, long years after, was to be my honored chief, Charles
A. Dana, the editor of the Sun. There had been an item in the Sun
about a volunteer regiment being fitted out for France. I went up
to the office, and was admitted to Mr. Dana's presence. I fancy
I must have appealed to his sense of the ludicrous, dressed in
top-boots and a linen duster much the worse for wear, and demanding
to be sent out to fight. He knew nothing about recruiting. Was I
French? No, Danish; it had been in his paper about the regiment.


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