ABSTRACT
An immensely loyal secretary, Rabbit, learned to carry on most of the routines in Louis McHenry Howe's own manner. Louis Howe had come a long way since he had haunted Saratoga penny ante games to pick up grocery money. Franklin D. Roosevelt appointed Grace Howe postmaster of Fall River—an appointment which Grace promptly made easy for him by coming out at the top of the Civil Service list. Time and history would deal harshly with Louis Howe. He had none of the sense of order and importance that would inspire him to make a record for posterity. Louis would have been appalled and pleased with Franklin's last token to his "great, little" friend—the State Funeral in the East Room of the White House, the flags at half-mast, the solemn funeral train pulling up the East Coast to Fall River.
