ABSTRACT
For Santayana 1919, like 1913, meant a change of place, a renewal of outlook, and the release of new energies. With the death of Robert Sturgis in 1921, his son George took over management of the estate, and the annual accounting to Santayana shows the small legacy of 1912 increasing manifold, as Santayana puritanically and in the best bourgeois tradition left his capital intact, together with most of its accruing interest, living mainly on earnings from writing. Santayana does not write as one who has the corpus of English literature in his head; he takes nothing for granted, and he is saved from wandering in the multiplicity of Shakespeare or Dickens by his sanity and self-confidence. Santayana's acquaintance with American "classic" writers was casual. Santayana owned an anthology of Hemingway's work, but he left no record of his response.
