Do you think you have a really good photograph to send Miss Sheepshanks? She certainly earned it by that friendly little dinner.
I wonder [how] things stand now as regards the President. It really seems too absurd that he should do himself up in cotton wool for fear of any influences except his own.
It looks very much as if the two parties in Germany were at loggerheads -- the civil trying to patch up an [agreement] with us, the von Tirpitz party going their [own] sweet way and [page 2] acting like the devil's own.
Do you know, the more I think over that time with you in Europe the more the wonder of it grows on me and it seems so impossible to even begin to thank you for giving it to me. And you did it so without reservation, good measure pressed down and running over. As I look back I cannot see how you could have been lovelier. If ever I got on your nerves, and of course I must have sometimes, you never let me suspect it, and I believe that is the test of real, good comradeship. I wish I ever could have a chance to something in return.
Margaret is not doing quite so well. [page 3] It was too much to hope for a recovery without any set back. But she is letting Clara come and I think will like to have her about. We expect her in a couple of days.
I wish so I were going to hear you speak in Chicago. I hope you are not letting yourself be intimidated by creatures like Davis and Everett Wheeler. We [certainly] were told that regular rations of rum are served on the English side and that before a bayonet charge the Germans give a mixture containing [sulfuric] ether and the French absinthe. And you never said they were drunk.
I am afraid you will have to look over my Survey article or I may say something imprudent. I am sending it to you.