I sent for a big doctor.

She got well.

As if that wasn't enough, both the woman and the doctor had to come and thank me (fifteen minutes each).

Then each wrote a letter! Then there are people who are going to have a Fair here; others who have a Fair coming on at San Francisco; others at San Diego; secretaries and returning and outgoing diplomats come and go (lunch for 'em all); niggers come up from Liberia; Rhodes Scholars from Oxford; Presidential candidates to succeed Huerta; people who present books; women who wish to go to court; Jews who are excited about Rumania; passports, passports to sign; peace committees about the hundred years of peace; opera singers going to the United States; artists who have painted some American's portrait--don't you see?
I haven't said a word about reporters and editors: the city's full of them.
A Happy New Year.
Affectionately, WAT.
_To Ralph W.Page_[30] London, December 23, 1913.
DEAR RALPH:.

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