The multitude remembered only the old white hat and the sweet old baby face beneath it, heart of gold, and hand wielding the wizard pen; the incarnation of probity and kindness, of steadfast devotion to his duty as he saw it, and to the needs of the whole human family.
Watterson describes the public's affectionate memory of Greeley, emphasizing his character and contributions to society.
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