The President at once fell in love with him.
[Illustration: Mr.Watterson's Library at "Mansfield"] "Consul be damned," he said.

"He is worth more than that," and named him Ambassador to Vienna.
It turned out that Mrs.Keiley was a Jewess and would not be received at court.

Then he named him Ambassador to Italy, when it appeared that Keiley was an intense Roman Catholic, who had made at least one ultramontane speech, and would be _persona non grata_ at the Quirinal.
Then Cleveland dropped him.

Meanwhile poor Keiley had closed out bag and baggage at Richmond and was at his wit's end.

After much ado the President was brought to a realizing sense and a place was found for Keiley as consul general and diplomatic agent at Cairo, whither he repaired.