CHAPTER FORTY-TWO 



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AT the close of the academic year in June, 1913, 

 accompanied by Mrs. Jordan, Eric, and his governess, 

 Mrs. Imogene Salisbury, I sailed for a year abroad 

 with a view to closer study of European affairs as 

 related to the menace of international war. 

 The Red Arrived in London, we immediately went as guests 

 House o f t j ie Hoovers for a stay of three weeks at the de- 

 lightful Red House on Horn ton Street, South Kensing- 

 ton. During our visit Mrs. Hoover arranged a series 

 of entertainments to which she invited a number of 

 their good friends and ours, the first of these being a 

 jolly Stanford dinner. 



The Very early also came an invitation to lecture for 



Eugenics tne Eugenics Education Society, of which I have been 

 Society* a member since 1910 and which announced a meeting 

 under its auspices in the Duchess of Maryborough's 

 drawing room. Of Her Grace, a very tall, slender, and 

 fine-looking woman, I need say no more, as a host 

 of friends have testified to her worth. Major Leonard 

 Darwin, 1 president of the society, is a genial and 

 courtly gentleman of broad culture, thoroughly in- 

 formed in all matters pertaining to eugenics and 

 euthenics. The gracious and competent secretary of 

 the society was Mrs. Sybil Gotto. 



My subject that afternoon being "War and Man- 

 hood," the Duchess asked me privately to say as 

 much about manhood and as little about war as 

 possible a suggestion I did not wholly accept, for 



1 Son of Charles Darwin. 



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