Mr. Edgerton laughed like he thought there was something funny about that but I didnt see nothing funny and I says, “Well, but that is right ain’t it? You wouldnt of expected a preacher would of approved of sin?” And then Mr. Edgerton looks at me like he was studying my face and he says, “It is wonderful how exactly your mind is like the Spokesman’s.” And of course that was a tremendous compliment and I felt all flustered and says, “Just how is that?” and he says, “You have a serious mind,” he says. “You have never wasted your time on foolishness.” “No,” I says, “that aint quite so but when it comes to serious things like teaching the whole American people about sin,” I says, “nobody would want to make a joke about that.” And he says, “There is some evil people that might, but you wouldn’t, and that is why you understand the mind of the Spokesman and He almost always likes your ideas when I tell them to Him.” So Mom you can imagine how near to Heaven I felt. Well then we talked about what the Spokesman had said about freedom of trade and of speech and Mr. Edgerton says that one of them Bolshiviki fellers has just sent the Spokesman a telegram saying that since He has come to believe in free speech wont He please let out some of the fellers that is in jail for practicing it. So there it is you see just like I said to Hotaire, how dangerous them fellers is. I says something that Pop had wrote me, “Liberty dont mean license.” But Mr. Edgerton says that is an old one too it seems that all Pop’s ideas is old. So I says right out of my own ideas I says, “Well I’ll say this that if a government aint got the right to protect itself, then what is it for?” And Mr. Edgerton went up into the air again and he says that is one of the proofs that I have got a mind just like the Spokesman, I would sure see that in His answer to the Bolshiviki feller only of course He wont answer the feller. Well there we was chatting away as happy as you please and having such a good dinner too when all of a sudden I notices there is a feller sitting at the next table all by himself and he dont seem to have a thing to do but listen to what we are saying. I gets him out of the corner of my eye and then I writes a note on the menu and shoves it over to Mr. Edgerton, “We are being listened to.” So then he begins to talk about the unusual severe winter we have been having and by and by he gets a chance to look at the other feller who is attending to what is in his own plate real hard. And after that we dont talk no more international affairs. Well when we get up to go we have hardly got out of the door before I see the other feller getting up and when we are walking down the street there he is following us. So we stop to look in a shop-window and I see him stop too and I says to Mr. Edgerton, “We are being shadowed. I must get on a street-car right quick and you get on another going the other way and we will see what happens.”