Oh my dear, when you can keep saying it, and can say it new every time as this Survey article has it, the world has a voice for its dream. The poignancy and insideness of this analysis leaves me with a sense of spiritual experience, in me, as I read. I wish that I had many ways to make my father's suggestion: [page 2] That we appropriate nothing for greater "preparedness", but Five Hundred Million to be given to the belligerent nations at the close of the war, for the [upbuilding] of their life. When he said it first, last January, it seemed to me a far-off dream, to be even repeated with apology of "Of course, that couldn't be --". Now I can propose it to folk, and be glad of the quick, far look that accompanies the skeptical smile. That quick far look is in the eyes of the people [page 3] to stay. My father would not go to the Civil War. I used to be sorry!
I loved your letter, in spite of my compunction at having been the cause of your writing one more. Thank you for all of it.
I am so sorry that I cannot be in Boston October 5. -- I hope that you are stronger and rested. Till -- sometime: