I had told John that he should be my cave man, and should seize me in his arms and carry me whither he would.

I felt somehow that for my development I wanted to get as close to nature as ever I could--that my mind seemed to be reaching out for a great emptiness.

But I looked over all the hotel and steamship folders I could find and it seemed impossible to get good accommodation, so we came to New York.

I had a great deal of shopping to do for our new house, so I could not be much with John, but I felt it was not right to neglect him, so I drove him somewhere in a taxi each morning and called for him again in the evening.

One day I took him to the Metropolitan Museum, and another day I left him at the Zoo, and another day at the aquarium.