All might go well, and a grateful country, yoked to progress, rise up and call me blessed.
At least the thought was pleasant.
So I sat there and conjured up all these fancies, being in the humor to enjoy them. You see, I had never been a president before, never even had the yearning for office, and the experience was so very novel it quite demoralized me.
Other men have worked to that end, have laid wires to gain the office, and pulled them, too, so that when the result was attained they only realized their dreams.
With me it was so sudden.
Sleep? I could not have lost myself had I been offered a premium for so doing.
I remember, distinctly, that three times I arose and tiptoed to the connecting door, to peep into the other room. You see I was a bit skeptical, and wished to assure myself she was there, and that the whole thing was not the fabric of a dream.
Carmencita sat beside her in a chair; the child was sound asleep, and yet the smile on her face told that she dreamed pleasant things.
Troubles are but fleeting things with such young minds; only the present affects them.
The night was wearing on.