gestion of what nations that want to get
things, must look out for and from, be on the lookout for next, and from
now on, in the men they choose to get them.

The ways in which great employers and labor unions are being fooled about
themselves at the expense of all of us, in the industrial world, are
matched on every side in the world of politics.

The personal trait of great political as well as industrial value for
which the people of this country are going to look in the men they allow
to be placed over them--the men they give power and command to, is the
quality in a man of being sensitive about facts, especially facts in
people. What we are going to look for in a man is having an engineering
and not a sentimental attitude toward his own mind and the minds of
others. We are going to give power and place to the man who has a certain
eagerness for a fact whatever it does to him, who has a certain
suppleness of mind in not believing what he wants to. The man we are
going to look past everybody for and pick to be a President or a Senator
after this, is the man who is not hoodwinked or polarized by his own
party or by his own class, who is not fooled about himself, who keeps
without swerving, because he likes it and prefers it, to the main trunk
line of the interests of all of us.

XIV

SWEARING OFF FROM ONESELF IN TIME

Before the new profession of being a lawyer backwards is established, and
before very many offices have really been opened up where one can go in
and have one's mind changed ten dollars' worth instead of having it
poured, soothed and petted, a good many of us are going to find it
necessary to practice on ourselves and in a humble way as amateurs, do
any little odd jobs we can on ourselves at home.

We nearly all of us have it in us--we the hundred million people--to be
like Henry Cabot Lodge, on a less national scale, any minute.

I say over to myself breathlessly between these very words while I write
them down about Henry Cabot Lodge, that beautiful thought John Bunyan
had, "Except for the grace of God" a wife, five friends and a sense of
humor, there goes Gerald Stanley Lee!

I have made myself say this over practically every day while writing this
article (I have had to write it), and when I was in the same town Henry
Cabot Lodge is, last week, saw him snooping around the Senate, so pure
and high and from the Back Bay, so serene in his courtly chivalrous dream
about himself, I got ta