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General Pope and the assistant secretary of war. A correspondent of the N. Y. Tribune says: I heard, while at Pillow, an anecdote of General Pope --an officer of ability, but sometimes a very unpleasant man, with a pompous and hectoring manner — which will bear repetition. While at his headquarters, the general was approached by a rather small, plain-looking, and entirely unassuming man, in citizen's attire, with the question: Are you General Pope, sir? That is my name, was the answer, in rather a repelling tone. I would like to see you, then, on a matter of business. Call on my adjutant, sir. He will arrange any business you may have. But I wish to have a personal conversation with you. See my adjutant, in an authoritative voice. But- Did I not tell you to see my adjutant? Trouble me no more, sir ; and Pope was about walking away. My name is Scott, general, quietly remarked the small, plain man. Confound you! What do I care, thundered Pope,
matter of business. Call on my adjutant, sir. He will arrange any business you may have. But I wish to have a personal conversation with you. See my adjutant, in an authoritative voice. But- Did I not tell you to see my adjutant? Trouble me no more, sir ; and Pope was about walking away. My name is Scott, general, quietly remarked the small, plain man. Confound you! What do I care, thundered Pope, in a rising passion, if your name is Scott, or Jones, or Jenkins, or Snooks, for the matter of that? See my adjutant, I tell you, fellow! Leave my presence! I am, continued the quiet man, in his quiet way, the Assistant Secretary of War, and- What a revolution those simple words made in the general's appearance and manner! His angry, haughty, domineering air was dispelled in a moment, and a flush of confusion passed over his altered face I beg your pardon, Mr. Scott, I had no idea whom I was addressing. Pray be seated; I shall be happy to grant you
o see you, then, on a matter of business. Call on my adjutant, sir. He will arrange any business you may have. But I wish to have a personal conversation with you. See my adjutant, in an authoritative voice. But- Did I not tell you to see my adjutant? Trouble me no more, sir ; and Pope was about walking away. My name is Scott, general, quietly remarked the small, plain man. Confound you! What do I care, thundered Pope, in a rising passion, if your name is Scott, or Jones, or Jenkins, or Snooks, for the matter of that? See my adjutant, I tell you, fellow! Leave my presence! I am, continued the quiet man, in his quiet way, the Assistant Secretary of War, and- What a revolution those simple words made in the general's appearance and manner! His angry, haughty, domineering air was dispelled in a moment, and a flush of confusion passed over his altered face I beg your pardon, Mr. Scott, I had no idea whom I was addressing. Pray be seated; I shall
then, on a matter of business. Call on my adjutant, sir. He will arrange any business you may have. But I wish to have a personal conversation with you. See my adjutant, in an authoritative voice. But- Did I not tell you to see my adjutant? Trouble me no more, sir ; and Pope was about walking away. My name is Scott, general, quietly remarked the small, plain man. Confound you! What do I care, thundered Pope, in a rising passion, if your name is Scott, or Jones, or Jenkins, or Snooks, for the matter of that? See my adjutant, I tell you, fellow! Leave my presence! I am, continued the quiet man, in his quiet way, the Assistant Secretary of War, and- What a revolution those simple words made in the general's appearance and manner! His angry, haughty, domineering air was dispelled in a moment, and a flush of confusion passed over his altered face I beg your pardon, Mr. Scott, I had no idea whom I was addressing. Pray be seated; I shall be happy t
y adjutant, in an authoritative voice. But- Did I not tell you to see my adjutant? Trouble me no more, sir ; and Pope was about walking away. My name is Scott, general, quietly remarked the small, plain man. Confound you! What do I care, thundered Pope, in a rising passion, if your name is Scott, or Jones, or JenkinScott, or Jones, or Jenkins, or Snooks, for the matter of that? See my adjutant, I tell you, fellow! Leave my presence! I am, continued the quiet man, in his quiet way, the Assistant Secretary of War, and- What a revolution those simple words made in the general's appearance and manner! His angry, haughty, domineering air was dispelled in a moment, and a flush of confusion passed over his altered face I beg your pardon, Mr. Scott, I had no idea whom I was addressing. Pray be seated; I shall be happy to grant you an interview at any time. Possibly a very close observer might have seen a faint, half contemptuous smile on the Secretary's lips; though he said nothing,
General Pope and the assistant secretary of war. A correspondent of the N. Y. Tribune says: I heard, while at Pillow, an anecdote of General Pope --an officeGeneral Pope --an officer of ability, but sometimes a very unpleasant man, with a pompous and hectoring manner — which will bear repetition. While at his headquarters, the general was approand entirely unassuming man, in citizen's attire, with the question: Are you General Pope, sir? That is my name, was the answer, in rather a repelling tone. I But- Did I not tell you to see my adjutant? Trouble me no more, sir ; and Pope was about walking away. My name is Scott, general, quietly remarked the small, plain man. Confound you! What do I care, thundered Pope, in a rising passion, if your name is Scott, or Jones, or Jenkins, or Snooks, for the matter of that? ut began to unfold his business without comment. After that unique interview, Pope and the Assistant Secretary were very frequently together, and I venture to say