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 the Dean. They had never known that courteous but unsolicited notes should be answered, or they had meant to write, but. . . . And how many, secretly and ashamed, made new resolutions, not because of this one reminder only, but of others as well?

I recall the interested surprise with which Dean Clark told me of the elderly man who called, after reading one of these, to ask what was clearly to him an embarrassingly personal question.

"Dean Clark", he said, "I've lived a long while, and have eaten baked potatoes with a spoon as long as I can remember. I am chagrined, but helpless, as I read your reference to that practice of mine. How then should I eat a baked potato?"

Not all of us will be willing thus candidly to admit how often our foibles are illuminated in the pages of this book.

November, 1916