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He can make these decisions quickly because he has clear policies to guide him. I recall being asked by him to come to breakfast one morning at Stanford after he had been elected trustee, to talk over the matter of faculty standards. We finally agreed on certain figures. "Well," said Hoover, "that must be the minimum salary of the grade."
A large part of his energy was devoted to this end, and it became the strongest desire of his life to see it firmly established. He also served for many years as a trustee for Stanford University, and for a time was president of the board. The degree of LL.D. was conferred by the University of the Pacific, by Harvard, and by the University of California.
It won't do to linger, for my papa-in-law is a dead shot. When I see you, I'll tell you all about it. Until then, adieu and au revoir. Reginald Stanford. Quebec, May 18. Dear Mamma Grace: I suppose, before this, you have heard the awful news that my Darling Reginald and I got married. Wouldn't I like to see you as you read this?
Hunter and some other of the more intelligent women down there those that read the serious new books and go to lectures when there are any worth while to join a class in economics. One of the professors at Stanford is going to teach us.
It's about Parker Stanford." "You may ask me anything you like, of course, Cousin Anna. As for Parker Stanford, he's nothing more than the rest of the men I know, only he's been more polite. We are very good friends." "No more?" "No more; and we never shall be." "But he surely wished to be?"
He saved my life!" "Oh, he did!" The exclamation stung her beyond endurance. She sprang up with flashing eyes. "Mr. Stanford," she exclaimed, "I don't know what you mean to insinuate, but you will please to remember that you are speaking of the man that saved me, and of my grandmother's guest." "Your grandmother's guest? Do you mean that he is staying here?" "Certainly he is. Why shouldn't he be?"
But Berkeley was sure of the day. She had forced her adversaries to their five-yard line, and there were only six minutes left to play. Stanford took a desperate brace and Berkeley lost the ball on downs. If only Stanford could gain ground now, or if time could be called. Nobody wanted a tie, to be sure, but defeat was hard to accept, the first time, too.
"Oh, no; I spent a great deal of time in Santa Barbara, my mother's home, and later attended Stanford University. But I have seldom been in the East, and have few friends here. "The night of my arrival in London I was arrested, charged with being a spy. I had great difficulty, even with my passport and letters to my bankers, in proving I was not a spy.
She swayed to and fro in her rocking-chair, humming drearily some melancholy air, until, by-and-by, baby, worn out, wailingly dropped off asleep again in her arms. As it did so, the door opened a second time, and the brisk young person entered with the first course. Mrs. Stanford placed her first-born back in the crib, and sat down to her solitary dinner. She ate very little.
She was singing as blithely as a lark until she saw Stanford, whereupon she paused both in her walk and in her song. Stanford, never a backward man, advanced, and was about to greet her when she forestalled him by saying: "I am grieved, indeed, to see that you have recovered." The young man's speech was frozen on his lip, and a frown settled on his brow.
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