It brought forth this: DEAR DAUGHTER OF THE SENATE: Or is it Congress?
I could not quite decide.

But surely in one or the other of those august bodies your father sits when he is not at home in Texas or viewing Europe through his daughter's eyes.

One look at him and I had gathered that.
But Washington is far from London, isn't it?
And it is London that interests us most--though father's constituents must not know that.

It is really a wonderful, an astounding city, once you have got the feel of the tourist out of your soul.

I have been reading the most enthralling essays on it, written by a newspaper man who first fell desperately in love with it at seven--an age when the whole glittering town was symbolized for him by the fried-fish shop at the corner of the High Street.