him before visitors as, "Mr. Secretary,!" said, "Please don't call
me, 'Mr. Secretary,' Sam. Call me, 'Jim.' I'm more used to it."

"Call me Jim" is the mental sea level of the Administration, by
which altitudes are measured, so let us not exalt Mr. Hughes' mind
unduly, but merely indicate what its habits are. Its operations
were described to me by a member of the Cabinet, who said that no
matter what subject was up for discussion at a Cabinet meeting, it
was always the Secretary of State who said the final convincing
word about it, summing it all up, saying what everyone else had
been trying to say but no one else had entirely succeeded in
saying, simplifying it, and all with an air of service, not of
self-assertion.

Mr. Harding, speaking to an intimate friend, said he had "two
strong advisers,--Hughes and Hoover."

It is a satisfaction, even though it is not a delight, to come in
contact with a mind like Mr. Hughes'; it is so definite, so hard
and firm and palpable. You feel sure that it rests somewhere on the
eternal verities. It is never agnostic. It has none of the malaise
of the twentieth century. Mr. Justice Brandeis, when Mr. Hughes was
governor of New York and a reformer and progressive, said of him,
"His is the most enlightened mind of the eighteenth century."

I think the Justice put it a century or two too late, for by the
eighteenth century skepticism had begun to undermine those firm
foundations of belief which Mr. Hughes still possesses. For him a
straight line is the shortest distance between two points,--
Einstein to the contrary, notwithstanding.