d--the victory over all
others in business of the men who are not fooled about themselves is
going to be seen happening ten times over in politics.

The leading symptom of the mood of the people, the magnificent blanket
political secret that covers all the other secrets of the coming
conventions and elections, the dominating fact of the next man's next
four years in The White House, is the thing that is going to be done by
the people from to-day on, to politicians who are fooled about
themselves.

One has but to mention one or two and a nation sees it.

Any little natural impression my fellow citizens may have had at the
beginning of this article that in putting forward my idea of being a
lawyer backwards, or the idea that we must all practice at being lawyers
backwards to ourselves, I am putting forward just a gay pleasant
thoughtlet, instead of a grave and pressing national issue, an issue on
which the fate of a people is at stake, fades away when one really begins
to think of how the idea would really work out if tried on particular
politicians.

Everybody can pick out his own of course, but I am inclined to believe
just at the moment, that if there was a good man everybody in this nation
knew of who was being a lawyer backwards--say in New York or London--a
man who had a big practice and who had a fine record in bracing men up to
fight themselves and not to be fooled about themselves, the man that most
people in this country would like to take up a national collection for,
have sent to him and done over at once, no matter what it cost, would be
Henry Cabot Lodge.

For six long weary months now, the main and international fact America
and the world have had to get up and face every morning is the way a man
called Henry Cabot Lodge is being fooled by himself.

Ninety-nine million out of a hundred million people can see,--their very
cats and dogs can see, and the little birds in the trees in Washington
can see, that the main particular uncontrollable force that grips Henry
Cabot Lodge in a vise all day every day for six months is his desire to
make Woodrow Wilson ridiculous, to set Woodrow Wilson down hard in a
lonely back seat of the World.

But Henry Cabot Lodge does not see what the cats and dogs of a hundred
million people and the little birds in the trees see about Henry Cabot
Lodge. He does not see what it means about himself, that he trembles like
an aspen leaf from soul to stern when the thought of Wils