er was written by my mother to Richard； after her return to Philadelphia。
September； 1903。
Here we are in the old library and breakfast over。 There seemed an awful blank in the world as I sat down just now； and I said to Dad 〃Its Dickhe must come THIS morning。〃
You don't know how my heart used to give a thump when you and Bob came in that old door。 It has been such a good montheverybody was so friendlyand Dad was so well and happybut your visits were the core of it all。 And our good drives！ Well we'll have lots of drives at the Crossroads。 You'll call at our cottage every morning and I'm going to train the peacocks to run before the trap and I'll be just like Juno。
There isn't a scrap of news。 It is delightfully cool here。
M。
CHAPTER XIV
THE JAPANESE…RUSSIAN WAR
During the fall and early winter of 1903 Richard and his wife lingered on in Marion； but came to New York after the Christmas holidays。 The success of his farce 〃The Dictator〃 had been a source of the greatest pleasure to Richard； and he settled down to playwriting with the same intense zeal he put into all of his work。 However； for several years Robert J。 Collier and my brother had been very close friends； and Richard had written many articles and stories for Collier's Weekly； so that when Collier urged my brother to go to the Japanese…Russian War as correspondent with the Japanese forces； Richard promptly gave up his playwriting and returned to his old lovethe role of reporter。 Accompanied by his wife； Richard left New York for San Francisco in February。
February； 1904。 DEAR MOTHER：
We are really off on the 〃long trail〃 bound for the boundless East。 We have a charming drawing…room； a sympathetic porter and a courtly conductor descended from one of the first Spanish conquerors of California。 We arranged the being late for lunch problem by having dinner at five and cutting the lunch out。 Bruce and Nan came over for dinner and we had a very jolly time。 They all asked after you all； and drank to our re…union at Marion in July。 Later they all tried to come with us on the train。 It looked so attractive with electric lights in each seat； and observation car and library。 A reporter interviewed us and Mr。 Clark gave us a box of segars and a bottle of whiskey。 But they will not last； as will Dad's razors and your housewife。 I've used Dad's razors twice a day； and they still are perfect。 It's snowing again； but we don't care。 They all came to the station to see us off but no one cried this time as they did when we went to South Africa。 Somehow we cannot take this trip seriously。 It is such a holiday trip all through not grim and human like the Boer war。 Just quaint and queer。 A trip of cherry blossoms and Geisha girls。 I send all my love to you。
DICK。
SAN FRANCISCO； February 26th。 DEAR MOTHER：
We got in here last night at midnight just as easily as though we were coming into Jersey City。 Before we knew it we had seen the Golden Gate； and were snug in this hotel。 Today as soon as we learned we could not sail we started in to see sights and we made a record and hung it up high。 We went to the Cliff House and saw the seals on the rocks below； to the Park； the military reservation； Chinatown； and the Poodle Dog Restaurant。 We also saw the Lotta monument； the Stevenson monument； the Spreckles band stand； the place where the Vigilance Committee hung the unruly； and tonight I went to a dinner the Bohemian Club gave to the War correspondents。 I made a darned good speech。 Think of ME making a speech of any sort； but I did； and I had sense enough not to talk about the war but the 〃glorious climate of California〃 instead and of all the wonders of Frisco。 So； I made a great hit。 It certainly is one of the few cities that lives up to it's reputation in every way。 I should call it the most interesting city； with more character back of it than any city on this continent。 There are only four deck rooms and we each have one。 The boat is small； but in spite of the crowd that is going on her； will I think be comfortable。 I know it will be that； and it may be luxurious。
DICK。
On way to Japan。 March 13th； 1904。
About four this afternoon we saw an irregular line of purple mountains against a yellow sky； and it was Japan。 In spite of the Sunday papers； and the interminable talk on board； the guide books and maps which had made Japan nauseous to me； I saw the land of the Rising Sun with just as much of a shock and thrill as I first saw the coast of Africa。 We forgot entirely we had been twenty days at sea and remembered only that we were ten miles from Japan； only as far as New Bedford is from Marion。 We are at anchor now； waiting to go in in the morning。 Were it not for war we could go in now but we must wait to be piloted over the sunken mines。 That and the flashlights moving from the cruisers ten miles away gave us our first idea of war。 To…morrow early we will be off for Tokio； as it is only forty miles from Yokohama。 Of course； I may get all sorts of news before we land； but that is what we expect to do。 It will be good to feel solid earth； and to see the kimonos and temples and geishas and cherry blossoms。 I am almost hoping the Government won't let us go to the front and that for a week at least Cecil and I can sit in tea houses with our shoes off while the nesans bring us tea and the geishas rub their knees and make bows to us。 I am sending you through Harper's； a book on Hawaii and one of Japan that I have read and like and which I think will help you to keep in touch with the wanderers。 With all my love to all。
DICK。
TOKYO； March 22nd； 1904。 DEAR MOTHER：
The 〃situation〃 here continues to remain in such doubt that I cannot tell of it； as it changes hourly。 There are three 〃columns；〃 so far existing only in imagination。 That is； so far as they concern the correspondents。 The first lot have chosen themselves； and so have the second lot。 But the first lot are no nearer starting than they were two weeks ago。 I may be kept waiting here for weeks and weeks。 I do not like to turn out Palmer； although I very much want to go with the first bunch。 On the other hand I am paid pretty well to get to the front； and I am uncertain as to what I ought to do。 If the second column were to start immediately after the first； we then would have two men in the field； but if it does not； then Collier will be paying 1000。 a week for stories of tea houses and 〃festivals。〃 Palmer threatens to resign if I take his place in the first column and that would be a loss to the paper that I do not feel I could make up。 If it gets any more complicated I'll wire Collier to decide。
Meanwhile； we are going out to dinners and festivals and we ride。 I have a good pony the paper paid for Cecil has hired another and we find it delightful to scamper out into the country。 We have three rooms in a row。 One we use for a sitting room。 They look very welland as it is still cold we keep them cheerful with open fires。 We have a table in the dining…room to ourselves and to which we can ask our friends。 The food is extremely good。 Griscom and the Secretaries have all called and sent pots of flowers； and we are dining out every other night。 In the day we shop and ride。 But all day and all night we the correspondents plot and slave and intrigue over the places on the columns。 I got mine on the second column all right but no one knows if it ever will move。 So； naturally； I want to be on the first。 The rows are so engrossing that I have not enjoyed the country as I expected。 Still； I am everlastingly glad we came。 It is an entirely new life and aspect。 It completes so much that we have read and seen。 In spite of the bother over the war passes I learn things daily and we see beautiful and curious things； and are educated as to the East； as no books could have done it for us。 John Bass who was my comrade in arms in Greece and his wife are here。 They are the very best。 Also we see Lloyd daily； and the hotel is full of amusing men； who are trying to get to the front。 Of course； we know less of the war than you do。 None of the news from Cheefoo； none of the 〃unauthorized〃 news reaches us。 Were it not for our own squabbles we would not know not only that the country was at war but not even that war existed ANYWHERE in the world。 We are here entirely en tourist and it cannot be helped。 The men who tried to go with the Russians are equally unfortunate。 Think of us as wandering around each with a copy of Murray seeing sights。 That is all we really do； All my love。
DICK。
YOKOHAMAApril 2； 1904。 DEAR MOTHER：
I just got your letter dated the 28th of February and the days following in which you worried over me in the ice coated trenches of Korea。 I read it in a rickshaw in a warm sun on my way to buy favors for a dinner to Griscom。 We have had three warm days and no doubt the sun will be out soon。 The loss of the sun； though； is no great one。 We have lots of pleasures and lots of troubles in spite of the Sun。 Yesterday the first batch of correspondents were sent on their way。 I doubt if they will get any further than Chemulpo but their going cheered the atmosphere like a storm in summer。 The diplomats and Japanese were glad to get rid of them； they were delighted to be off。 Some had been here 58 days； and we all looked at it as a good sign as it now puts us 〃next。〃 But after they had gone it was pretty blue for some of them were as good friends as I want。 I know few men I like as well as I do John Bass。 Many of them were intensely interesting。 It was； by all odds； the crowd one would have wished to go with。 As it is； I suspect we all will meet again and that the two columns will be merged on the Yalu。 None of the attaches have been allowed to go； so it really is great luck for the correspondents。 Tell Chas I still am buying my Kit。 It's pretty nearly ready now。 I began in New York and kept on in Boston； San Francisco； and here。 It always was my boast that I had the most complete kit in the world； and in spite of Charley's jeers at my lack of preparedness everybody here voted it the greatest ever seen。 For the last ten days all the Jap saddlers； tent makers and tinsmiths have been copying i