The chief executive insisted that Enoch have a cup of coffee.
"You don't look to me, my boy, like a man who had enjoyed his rest.
And I'm going to ask you to add to your burdens. Could you leave next
week for a speaking trip?"
The tired lines around Enoch's mouth deepened. "Yes, Mr. President.
Have you a general route planned?"
"Yes, New York, Chicago, Denver, San Francisco and in between as can be
arranged. Take two months to it."
"I shall be glad to be free of office routine for a while," said Enoch.
He sipped his coffee slowly, then rose as he added:
"I shall stick strictly to the work of my department, Mr. President, in
the speech making."
"Oh! Absolutely! And let me be of any help to you I may."
"Thank you," Enoch smiled a little grimly. "You might come along and
supply records for the phonograph."
"By Jove, I would if it were necessary!" said the President.
Jonas and Abbott each was perfect in his own line. In five days' time
Enoch was aboard the private car, with such paraphernalia as was needed
for carrying on office work en route. The itinerary had been arranged
to the last detail. A few carefully chosen newspaper correspondents
were aboard and one hot September evening, a train with the Secretary's
car hitched to it, pulled out of Washington.
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