The late Warren G. Harding was one of the most handsome Americans it has been my pleasure to meet. I had breakfasat with him on one occasion at the White House. The reception he gave me was cordial in the extreme. We had spoke about many things over our eggs and bacon but principally about the war and the condition in which it would leave Europe for many, many years to come. Mr. Harding was a homely man and a rare good booster for his native Ohio.  When I told him that I knew Ohio very well, including his own town of Marion, he was pleased as punch, to quote an English phrase, and, looking across the table he remarked, "Say, Harry, ain't Marion just one swell little town?" I agreed and added that it would now be much more famous since his elevation to the Presidency. After breakfast we moroted out to the Congressional Golf Course and the President and I played two other fellows, one of whom was Mr. Eddie McLean the proprietor of the Washington Post. We licked them by three up and two to go. On the course Mr. Harding was like a schoolboy and he was, to use his own words, just "tickled to death" by the good form we displayed. Our caddies were overjoyed at the success of our side because I think they had a gamble on with the other pair. At the finish I asked my boy what he had won and he told me two dollars. "Then." said I, "you should hand over a buck to me for I won most of the holes!" I suppose this story is told against me at the Congressional Golf Course to this day.
    Warren Harding did not impress me as being in any way of the calliber of  Roosevelt or Wilson. He was a plain honest man and was pleased to be known as such. The biggest thing he did, in my opinion, during his term was to deliver that very fine speech at the Washington Peace Conference. It sank deep into the hearts of the delegates from all over the world and made easier the solutions of the intricate problems dealt with by the Conference. I was very sorry indeed to learn of the President's untimely end thorough pneumonia.