The Olivia Letters: Being Some History of Washington City for Forty Years as Told by the Letters of a Newspaper CorrespondentBriggs, Emily Edson
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The Olivia Letters: Being Some History of Washington City for Forty Years as Told by the Letters of a Newspaper Correspondent
Briggs, Emily Edson
United States -- Politics and government -- 1865-1933; Washington (D.C.) -- History
For more than a score of years strangers visiting the House of
Representatives may have noticed, at the right hand yet a little
below the speaker, a dignified, majestic man, who says the least,
yet, perhaps, we may say, does the most, for the country of any man
within hearing of the Speaker’s voice. The name of this man is John
M. Barclay, and without his presence, or another equally potent
in his place, the House of Representatives might be likened to a
locomotive deprived of its beloved steam. The business of the House
can proceed with an indifferent Speaker, weakness and effeminacy in
other officers can be borne; but the man whose business it is to keep
a faithful record of all that is done in the House has to get his
commission from his Creator, and then have it approved by the man who
happens to be elected Clerk of the House. It is Mr. Barclay’s duty to
hand down the archives of the nation to other generations. For the
last twenty years his mind has been a river through which the work
of the House of Representatives has found its way into history. In
this noisy, turbulent House it is his place to catch that which is
proper and legitimate and fix it in permanent form for the benefit
of the whole country. The Clerk of the House is the responsible
figure-head for this most important position, but Mr. Barclay is the
power behind the throne. In the clamor for office, petitions few or
none are sent up for the one Mr. Barclay occupies. A man to take his
place must have a perfect understanding of parliamentary law. When
the House is in session, not for a moment must his attention wander
from the points of discussion. The reporters in the gallery can enjoy
their little siestas, give and take from each other; but Mr. Barclay
must depend upon himself. So long has he occupied this position, so
admirably has he performed his difficult duties, that he may now be
compared to an exquisite piece of machinery. He never gives offence.
In early years he was a Whig, in later a Republican; but so just is
he that partisan sentiments are entirely overlooked, and both parties
in the House reverence him alike.
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