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code that you should make for social progress.

I guess it probably was sometime in mid-January that the first little squibs appeared, somebody saying that Miss Perkins would be in the new Cabinet, but I really took no stock in it. Then it came to the point, of course, where people began asking me if this was true. Then it got to the point where an occasional newspaper person would ask to see me and then would come in and ask me if it was true. I remember I offended Mildred Adams mortally. I knew her mother, Mrs. Raymond Brown, in the old suffrage movement. Mildred, therefore, assumed that I would give her a low-down inside story, which she wanted to write. I guess she was working on the Times then. She came to see me. I was cordial about seeing her. She said, “Now, I'll ask you something. You remember that my mother has always been so fond of you....” She pulled the wires of her mother's affection for me. “It's very important for me to know if....” By this time I knew enough to know that she wanted to get a scoop and that would be very bad for me. She said, “I want you to tell me all about your plans for being Secretary of Labor.”

I said, “I'm not going to be Secretary of Labor. I've never heard of such a thing.”

She said, “Now, I'm a friend and you can tell me. I