Dear Al:1 I can imagine the anguish of soul that was yours when you read the letter of which you quoted portions in yours of the thirtieth. On the whole, however, I am of the opinion that it may be well to encourage such ideas--in the long run, it should be very profitable.2
Incidentally, I have often to listen to variations of the same theme. Here, of course, the refrain is rendered as a duet, in which the exaggerations are fully as noticeable as the obvious immodesty.3 I can think of nothing that can possibly rescue us from the unfortunate situation except patience. "Just wait" must be our watchword!
As for the politics, it is now 2:30 Washington time, on election day. To show you just how nervous I am, I am compelled to tell you that the day's significance had completely slipped my mind until I read your letter.4 Now I am reminded that I must go over to the house of one of the Cabinet members this evening to listen to results. I would far rather go to bed.5
This does not mean that I am indifferent to the outcome. Of course I'm not! But I have done all that I properly could to affect the outcome and, so far as I am personally concerned, my work for the next two years will be difficult, no matter who wins. Naturally, any human likes to see hard work crowned with the maximum possible measure of success. In American political life, such is possible only when the Executive and Legislative groups of leaders are of the same political Party. However, as I just stated, my personal task will be one of driving, arguing, working--and I don't intend to complain about it, no matter what happens.6
From this distance, it looks to me now as if the answer to the European problem will probably be written in German. Adenauer has a tough situation. I do not believe that anyone else could have done as well as he up to this point; now it is a question whether even he can bring about the desired result.7 My feeling is that the people of the whole free world had better pray for him with all the strength they have.
Today we have our first spell of weather that could really be classed as a dreary autumn day. It is cold, cloudy, and with some rain. You are well acquainted with Washington under such conditions. I trust that your own bad summer is now being balanced by a lovely fall.
Give my love to Grace. As ever