The following letter to his old friend, Mr. Thomas D. Jones of Chicago, is characteristic of his feeling toward those who claimed to have made such a scientific discovery:
The White House, Washington, 25 July 1917.
My dear friend:
It was generous of you to see Mr. Kenney and test his ideas. I hope you derived some amusement from it at least. I am afraid I have grown soft-hearted and credulous in these latter days, credulous in respect to the scientific possibility of almost any marvel and soft-hearted because of the many evidences of simple-hearted purpose this war has revealed to me.
With warmest regard,
Cordially and faithfully yours,
(Signed) WOODROW WILSON.
Nor did the little things of life escape him, as is shown by the following letter to Attorney General Gregory:
The White House, Washington,
1 October, 1918.
MY DEAR GREGORY:
The enclosed letter from his wife was handed to me this morning by a rather pitiful old German whom I see occasionally looking after the flowers around the club house at the Virginia Golf Course. I must say it appeals to me, and I am sending it to you to ask if there is any legitimate way in which the poor old fellow could be released from his present restrictions.