It was his constant effort to be frankand faithful to fact, to record, to confess, and to condemn withoutstint. He was a young man, and innocentlyenough exhibited his credentials. In April, '89, he made an address at a dinner given to a victoriousbaseball team returning from a tour of the world by way of the SandwichIslands. What are yougoing to do, you poor soul?A hundred letters crowd in for expression here, but must be denied--not,however, the
An article, The Tsar's Soliloquy, written at this time, was publishedin the North American Review for March (1905). The result pleased him. A paragraph will convey its tenor. It is a relief to me towrite it.
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