But in spite of Byron's wise warning I repeat the same thing in every lecture, because I feel passionately that it is not only important that the English-speaking nations should stand side by side, but vital to the Peace of Europe, and I am far from original in thinking it. XI: SYRACUSE AND BUFFALO SYRACUSE AND BUFFALO CITY OF CULTURE AND BEAUTY--NIAGARA'S NATURAL BEAUTY MARRED BY BILLBOARDS--MARGOT READS ABOUT HERSELF On March 13 my daughter and her husband motored me to Baltimore where, after speaking to a responsive audience, we took the midnight train to Utica, and went from there to the Onondaga Hotel at Syracuse. This is a university city of culture and beauty, and I wished I had had time to see more of it. I was introduced to my audience by Dean Richards, a lady of ability and high standing in the college, and several people came up and spoke to me behind the scenes when the lecture was over. I have received many remarkable letters and invitations in every city I have visited, not only to lunch and dine, but even to stay in private houses. Had I but realised the great distances over here when I left England, I would have started earlier, and made a longer tour, but I am going home for my son's Easter holidays and have therefore been obliged to refuse much hospitality. In case anyone reads these impressions, I would like them to know how deeply their spontaneous generosity has touched me. I will quote a letter which was put into my hands at Syracuse: March 13, 1922. "_Mrs. Asquith_, "DEAR MADAM, "When a person has bestowed upon another a gift--such as 'The Diary of Margot Asquith'--ought not the favoured one to give an expression of appreciation to the donor? I think so. And this conviction must be the excuse for my making so bold as to address you, Mrs. Asquith, to thank you for giving us--who live in so different a world to that of yours--a glimpse of your spirit, so colorful, so vivid, so noble. And the charm of it is that this color, vividness, verve, and charm is not carried consciously and heavily--but is borne lightly, charmingly, like an ornament,--a jewel. "I am not young, nor given to raptures; I am older than you, and I am only thanking you for the radiance your writings have thrown upon my life; and when to-morrow night I see and hear you at the Opera House in Syracuse, you may perhaps care to know that one among many happy people is enjoying a completeness she had not dreamed would come to her. "With all good wishes to Mrs. Asquith here on our shores, and beyond the sea, I am, "Sincerely yours, "E. A. S----." There have been other letters I would like to quote, but for fear of boring my readers I will end with the following, written from Chicago, "_To Margot Asquith_, "I read your volume a year ago and at once decided if it was a girl I would call her 'Margot.'