"Two things seem very apparent, Mr.President.First, that this gentle lady stands high in the respect of England's ministry.

Second, that Mr.Van Zandt, if all this were true, ought to stand very low in ours.

I would say all this and much more, even were it a state utterance, to stand upon the records of this nation!" "Sir," interrupted Mr.Tyler, swiftly turning to Mr.Calhoun, "_may I not ask you that it be left as a state utterance ?_" Mr.Calhoun bowed with the old-time grace habitual to him, his hand upon his heart, but he made no answer.

The real reason might have been read in the mottled face of Pakenham, now all the colors of the rainbow, as he looked from one to the other.
"Mr.Calhoun," continued the president, "you know that the office of our secretary of state is vacant.

There is no one living would serve in that office more wisely than yourself, no one more in accordance with my own views as to these very questions which are before us.