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woman well along in the seventies, with the same 

 keen eyes and sweet voice. ^ 



In the great hall I spoke on "Europe's Plight and 

 Americas Duty" to a very large audience, practi- 

 cally all the students, who seemed much gratified 

 because I called the acting president by the endearing Aiben 

 name of Albert. Smhh 



From Ithaca I went to New York to renew 

 acquamtance with Hamilton Holt, Colonel House, 

 John Mez, and other associates. There the six Stan- 

 ford men who under direction of Bruce Bliven have 

 made the New York Globe an organ of liberalism, 

 gave me a dinner at the Park Avenue Hotel, an event 

 long to be remembered. One evening I took Mez, 

 Mrs. Mez, and Susan Bristol, once my stenographer at 

 Stanford — now engaged in journalistic work in the 

 East — to see Drinkwater's "Abraham Lincoln" as a study 

 portrayed by Frank McGlynn. This seemed to me °^ ^•■"'°''' 

 an impressive impersonation of the greatest of demo- 

 crats, one of the most satisfying character studies I 

 have ever witnessed. 



On Sunday evening I spoke at the forum of the 

 Church of the Ascension, directed by the Rev. Percy 

 Stickney Grant. Here a crowded house listened with 

 interest to my version of conditions in Europe and 

 our duty toward the distressed peoples. Turning my 

 face homeward, I spent a day in Indianapolis, with 

 Brayton, Amos Butler, and "Jimmie" Mitchell. 

 Farther west, I took part in the semi-centennial 

 celebration of the Iowa State College at Ames, one 

 of the most vigorous of the forty-nine institutions 

 having their initial endowment under the Morrill 

 Act of the '6o's.2 At Provo I passed a couple of days 



^ See Vol. I, Chapter iii, page 68. '^ See Vol. I, Chapter iv, page 78. 



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