The Washington times., 1925-03-09

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college began hOoting raucously ct
Wilson:
l TO choose his associates! Must q
/ gentleman eat with g. mucker?
Il was In his personal relations
that Wilson finally came to grief
i in Princeton. This grievous jour
ney began over o difference he
tween him and Dean Andrew F.
West, Of the graduate school. Dean
West was sent by the trustees to
Europe to study graduate schools
there, and to report to the presi-
dent OF the university and the
/ trustees plan for the organiza-
ton and advancement Of the
| graduate school at Princeton. A
beautiful brochure was made of the
report, printed extensively, as n
piece OF craftsmanship. Dean West
set out to sell his dream to rich
givers.
Now the word row" is not 9
nice word for a difference in a uni
versity faculty over q purely aca-
demic proposition, but row 1t was
good and hot and vicious on both
sides. The president went out, APP
peaIing to donors to help the col
lege. Dean West went out with his
beautifully printed brochure solicit
ing funds for the graduate school.
| Always there seemed to be lurking
/ in Wilson's consciousness the fear
that Dean West would get money
enough to set up a separate school
in a certain competitive relation to
the university - perhaps over
shadowing 1t!
night. in those years from 'O5 to
'09, Woodrow Wilson trudged home
to Ellen Arson, his wife, broken,
battered. and weary. 1t was in 1907
that she packed him up and sent
him on a journey to Bermuda after
a particularly hard campaign.
Was an Outsider.
In Bermuda he sat around for a
few weary days upon the veranda
OF the great hotel, reading a little,
lresting much: an outsider looking IN
upon the gay life of an insular
British society, detached from Lon
don, but rejecting the sophistica-
ton Of London.
1t was bright, happy, a bit IRE
sponsible, certainly a different type
Of association Of human beings
from any that Woodrow Wilson mad
ever seen. To him the female of
the species was the faculty woman,
earnest, eager, sometimes baffled
but always gentle and wise. There
on the veranda of the big hotel he
saw another kind OF lady bug, many
brilliant-hued, bright.faced, care
free lady-bugs.
They took him in, these social
J Samaritans, and they bound I'D his
! wounds and made him very comfy
indeed. OF course, he was some
body-the president of Princeton.
: At the end of q few days he was
walking. talking. expanding his soul.
: and expounding his philosophy to
one Samaritan in particular. The
lady's name was Mrs. Mary Hubert
Peck, the wife OF Thomas b. Peck,
OF Pittsfield, Mass, a wealthy
American business man.
Now, Mrs. Mary Hubert Peck
lappears in this narrative for two
reasons: first, because for seven
years she afforded Woodrow VIII
Il son one OF many outlets for the
play of his mind. And, second,
she appears because, by some ut
} terly inexplainable, cruel chance,
) her name was linked with Wood
t row Wilson's in baseless ISLANDERS
, whispered about during two presi-
. Dental campaigns; ISLANDERS as foul
: and unfounded as were ever
3 peddled about in any campaign.
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