Publisher's Synopsis
There can really be no excuse for this last book of trite and beautiful sayings. I do notattempt, in any way, to palliate this great wrong. I would not do so even if I had an ideawhat palliate meant.It will, however, add one more to the series of books for which I am to blame, and thepleasure of travel will be very much enhanced, for me, at least.There is one friend I always meet on the trains when I travel. He is the news agent. Hecomes to me with my own books in his arms, and tells me over and over again of theirmerits. He means it, too. What object could he have in coming to me, not knowing who I am, and telling me of their great worth? Why would he talk that way to me if he did not reallyfeel it
