Franklin K Lane — To Fairfax Harrison
Washington, June 10, 1913
MY DEAR MR. HARRISON,—I have not had a minute for a personal letter in a month. Hence my shabbiness toward you. Condorcet’s Vie de Turgot, I am sorry to say, I have not read. Does he say anything as to how to make a reclamation project pay, or as to what is the best method of teaching Indians, or how much work a homesteader should do on his land before being entitled to patent? These are the great and momentous questions that fill my mind.
I had thought perhaps that as a member of the Cabinet I would have an opportunity, say once a month or so, to think upon questions of statecraft and policy, but I find myself locked in a cocoon—no wings and no chance for wings to grow.
As to my inability to get to you of a Sunday, let me tell you that that is the one day when somewhat undisturbed I catch up with the week’s work. “Ah, what a weary travel is our act, here, there and back again to win some prize.”
I hope some of these nights to be able to make you acquainted with some of my colleagues. They are a charming lot. Every one has a sense of humor and as little partisanship as possible, and still bear the title of Democrat. You would enjoy every one of them, including Bryan, who is fundamentally good.
With kindest regards, cordially yours,
FRANKLIN K. LANE