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and reactions of different people to their life experience. Upton Sinclair never seemed to notice any of those things or to give a hang about them. He'd get his theory over and that would be that. That was the way he impressed me.

Don Seitz lived out in Cos Cob. He was a much older man than I was and was greatly respected in Cos Cob. He used to come down to supper at Mrs. Holley's frequently, particularly on Sunday nights. He knew that she had a lot of people who had been spending the weekend there - pleasant, young, modern people interested in art, literature and the drama. Seitz would drop in. He'd talk about anything and he was fascinating, but if you left him to his own devices he would talk about nature - the birds, the grass, the snakes, the weeds he saw, the kind of things that were growing around the pond. He and Mrs. Holley would talk about whether to plow this piece or that piece, where to move the asparagus bed, and that sort of thing. He was very deeply interested and extremely well informed about every kind of natural phenomenon. He was a kind of amateur astronomer too. He would take you out and show you the planets, the constellations. He was very romantic about stars.

If you started asking him questions about politics, world affairs, and national affairs, he'd turn that on. He was a very versatile man with a very wide interest. He was