He ought to meditate on this Constructive programme.

It seemed my duty to go and tell him about it.

I asked for an interview and he telegraphed to go to-day at five o'clock.
Arthur and I drove in the car and reached Princeton just before five--a beautiful drive of something less than four hours from New York.
Presently we arrived at the Wilson house.
"The Governor is engaged," I was informed by the man who opened the door.

"He can see nobody.

He is going away to-morrow." "I have an appointment with him," said I, and I gave him my card.
"I know he can't see anybody." "Will you send my card in ?" We waited at the door till the maid took it in and returned to say the Governor would presently come down.
The reception room had a desk in the corner, and on a row of chairs across the whole side of the room were piles of unopened letters.