ABSTRACT
AUGUST WAS NOT THE BEST MONTH TO CHOOSE FOR MAKING THE LONG Odyssey to Japan-but the choice was not ours. It was hot in the States, hotter still in Canada, and hottest of all on the blazing seas of the Pacific. Apart from the addresses which I was delivering at a number of towns in Canada on the way through and the opportunity thus afforded to sound Canadian opinion on Far Eastern questions, I had ample leisure to reflect, somewhat moistly, on the redoubtable mission with which I had been entrusted, and to turn over in my mind such knowledge as I had acquired of the people among whom we were now to live.
