ictorious and that
you have yielded us too much and that I am very sorry that I took
the Philippines from you."

But that was precisely what Mr. Lodge demanded should and must be
done when Mr. Wilson brought back the peace treaty. Inconsistency,
as I have before remarked, Mr. Lodge cares nothing about, but his
patriotism and partisanship are so inextricably intertwined that it
is always difficult to discover whether in his loftiest flights it
is the patriot who pleads or the partisan who intrigues.

Thus, in the debate on the Spanish treaty, Mr. Lodge delivered
himself of these noble sentiments: "I have ideals and beliefs which
pertain to the living present, and a faith in the future of my
country. I believe in the American people as they are to-day and in
the civilization they have created," and many more beautiful words
to the same effect. It was the language of a statesman with
aspirations and convictions. It sounded splendidly. Mr. Lodge is a
classical scholar, and one wonders whether he remembers his
Epictetus: "But you utter your elegant words only from your lips;
for this reason they are without strength and dead, and it is
nauseous to listen to your exhortations and your miserable virtue;
which is talked of everywhere."

It was the late Senator Wolcott, one of the most brilliant orators
of his day, who explained why Mr. Lodge's oratory left men cold.
Wolcott was commenting on a speech delivered by Lodge a few days
earlier and someone said to him that men listened to Lodge with
eyes undimmed.

"To bring tears from an audience," said Wolcott, "the speaker must
feel tears here (and he pointed to his throat), but Lodge can speak
for an hour with nothing but saliva in his throat."

Mr. Lodge's dislike of Mr. Wilson was almost malignant. Rumor
ascribes it to professional jealousy. Before Mr. Wilson came into
prominence Mr. Lodge was the only scholar in politics, but Mr.
Wilson was so far his superior in erudition, especially in Mr.
Lodge's chosen profession of history, that he resented being
deprived of his monopoly. Perhaps there is another reason. Mr.
Lodge has cherished two ambitions, neither of which has been
gratified. The Presidency has been the ignis fatuus he has pursued;
he was the residuary legatee of Mr. Roosevelt's bankrupt political
estate in 1916, it will be recalled; last year, after his fight on
the treaty, he considered himself the logical candidate and
believed he had the nomination in his gr