Most remarkable Office Building in the world. Right next door to the White House. Built of solid American Granite with over 500 rooms and over two miles of marble halls.] [Illustration: LIBRARY OF CONGRESS, WASHINGTON Most wonderful Library building in the world. Erected at a cost of $7,000,000, upon a ten acre site. $20,000 worth of pure gold used in covering the Dome. Has room for 4,000,000 books.] [Illustration: THE “PRESIDENT’S SHEEP” ARE A PICTURESQUE SIGHT ON THE SOUTH LAWN OF THE WHITE HOUSE. THE PRESIDENT “TAKING THE SUN” ON THE SOUTH PORCH FREQUENTLY ENJOYS WATCHING THE GAMBOLS OF THE FLOCK.] [Illustration: “GREAT HEAVENS, THE BRUTE IS MAD,” GASPED EVANS.] THE COWARDLY HERO. George Washington Jones was his name. Where he got it nobody knew,--least of all himself. For two years he had sold newspapers one block from the big St. Charles Hotel in New Orleans. Very slender, with great big hungry eyes, this little colored waif presented a pitiful sight to the crowds that hurried by. He was scorned by the other newsboys, who yelled and jeered at him, causing him to shrink up even smaller and to glance fearfully at his tormentors, for George was what the other boys called a coward. He would not fight,--when attacked and imposed upon by his more sturdy associates he would throw up his hands and cower down against the ground like a whipped dog. All boys know what this means,--for months he was the mark for all of the coarse jokes and abuse of the rather rough lot of boys who were also engaged in the newspaper selling business thereabouts. He had lived ever since he remembered with an old colored man in a wretched attic over on the South Side,--the old man was a rag peddler and permitted him to share his miserable quarters for the payment of fifty cents every Saturday night. Poor food and poorer sleeping quarters had their effect, and George soon developed a hacking cough that made people turn their heads to see who it was and then hurry on faster than ever. One cold morning in December, while George stood shivering on his corner, scarcely able to shout loud enough to attract the attention of the passers by, a lady about to enter an automobile glanced at him, noted pityingly his emaciated and half-starved appearance, and the cough that wracked his slight frame,--she stepped up and asked him his name and address, which he gave, gazing in spell-bound admiration at this beautiful, fairy-like creature from a different world. It so happened that this young lady’s father was a very influential man, and so in course of time the lady who had in the meantime called several times at George’s wretched quarters, with eggs and milk and other dainties, prevailed upon him to arrange for George to spend the spring and summer in the country.