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the place. I went on with my conversation with my luncheon companion. After a few minutes - perhaps ten of fifteen minutes, perhaps less - General Johnson rose from the table and came over to my table in a very simple, natural way. He said he was glad to see me. We shook hands, exchanged greetings - “How are you? I thought that article you wrote for the ‘XYZ’ was very interesting.” It was that kind of exchange of conversation. I introduced him to my luncheon companion.

It would have made no impression on me except that it got in the paper. Somebody was present and rushed out and told Drew Pearson that the General and Miss Perkins had spoken to each other in the dining room of the Carlton Hotel. It was all very pleasant.

I never saw the General any more. I never saw him again. I seldom heard about him. That was that.

Miss Robinson stuck by him faithfully. I was always interested in him and would inquire occasionally. I was told that Miss Robinson was sticking with him. She did stick with him until he died. He turned very anti-Roosevelt and wrote anti-Roosevelt articles. He “failed physically and mentally” very much. Miss Robinson had her hands full taking care of him and keeping him out of trouble. She's a sterling character and has a great