Articles by tom.raymond

OFF TO FRANCE The hotel next day is teeming with activity. My secretaries are immersed in mail and, despite the assistance of six girls whom […]

I MEET THOMAS BURKE AND H. G. WELLS As Burke and I ramble along toward no place in particular, I talk about his book. I […]

I MEET THE IMMORTALS Here are extracts from a number of letters selected at random from the mountain of mail awaiting me at the hotel: […]

A MEMORABLE NIGHT IN LONDON So we wandered along through South London by Kennington Cross and Kennington Gate, Newington Butts, Lambeth Walk, and the Clapham […]

A JOKE AND STILL ON THE GO In the evening I dined at the Ritz with Ed. Knoblock, Miss Forrest, and several other friends. The […]

THE HAUNTS OF MY CHILDHOOD I jump into the automobile again and we drive along past Christ Church. There’s Baxter Hall, where we used to […]

I ARRIVE IN LONDON London! There are familiar buildings. This is thrilling. The same buildings. They have not altered. I expected that England would be […]

HELLO, ENGLAND! Everything sails along smoothly and delightfully until the night of the concert for the seaman’s fund. This entertainment is customary on all liners […]