free from arrogance and conceit. At least, so it seems to me in retro- 

 spect, possibly my contemporaries received a different impression. 



It was with mingled joy and sorrow that, for the first time in three 

 years, I rejoined the family gatherings at Thanksgiving, Christmas and 

 New Year's Day — joy that I was again among my own, so near and 

 dear to me, sorrow that the circle had been broken by the death of 

 my Grandparents. The children, of whom there were eight in the two 

 families, were all so happy and jolly, that the grown people kept their 

 sorrow concealed. The Christmas dinner, at Morven, was attended by 

 twenty-four guests, including the children. 



At that time and for five years afterward, the Yale-Princeton football 

 game was played in New York on Thanksgiving Day. It was remarked 

 that this game held much the same place in New York life as the Eton- 

 Harrow cricket match did in London. It was the "swagger thing" to 

 attend the game on a four-horse coach and the procession of coaches, 

 going up Fifth Avenue, was said to be a great sight. I never saw it, 

 for I was unwilling to leave home on that day. There was a widespread 

 feeling that intercollegiate games should be played on college grounds 

 and so the game in New York was given up. 



The Christmas vacation I spent in visits to the Osborns in New York 

 and the Speirs in South Orange. While I was at the Osborns', there was 

 a formal "dinner party," which I enjoyed very much and which was 

 memorable as being the first function of the kind that I attended in 

 America. It was very like such affairs in London, but I thought the talk 

 was better, especially on the part of the women. The weather was ex- 

 cessively cold and the poor horse-car drivers, standing on open plat- 

 forms, suffered terribly. That whole winter was phenomenally severe, 

 as cold and several weeks longer than the preceding one in Heidelberg 

 had been. I thought I was getting more than my share, when two such 

 winters caught me in succession. 



When I returned to Princeton after the vacation, I attended my first 

 Faculty meeting, at which the schedule for my lectures was arranged. 

 I was utterly disgusted at being given the dirty work of "spotting," or 

 marking absences in chapel. I was assigned to the engineers' gallery 

 and had to attend every morning at eight, except Saturday. On Sun- 

 days, the services were at eleven and five. There were two compulsory 

 chapel services a day, save on Saturday, when there was but one. 

 Saturday afternoon was thus the only time in the week when I could 

 get away from Princeton for more than a few hours. 



