IN 1884 my father removed to Hill House, Chalfont St. Peter, where he remained for the next three years. In the same year he paid his first visit to the South of France with Tom Thorne. The place and climate delighted him, and he went to the South nearly every succeeding year until 1914. He wrote many of his plays at Nice and Grasse.
In 1885 he went to America for the production of Saints and Sinners. It was the first of many trips. He stayed only five weeks, but the liking he felt for America and the Americans was to develop into a deep and lasting love and admiration for the country and her people.
He made many friends at the great Universities-- Harvard, Yale, and Columbia; among those he knew well were President Nicholas Murray Butler of Columbia, President Lowell of Harvard, and President Hadley of Yale. He delighted to tell the following story about President Hadley, a very lovable personality, with a slight but most engaging stutter. I believe I am correct in saying that at Yale there is not a regular preacher and that preachers of all denominations are welcome; one Sunday it might be an Episcopalian, the next a Presbyterian or a Roman Catholic. An eminent divine who was noted for the wearisome length of his sermons was due to preach; he said to President Hadley just before the service, "May I enquire the length of time set aside for my discourse, because I have very weighty and important matters to deal with?" The reply was, "T-t-there is n-no set t-time for the sermon, b-bu-but we have a tradition souls aren't saved after t-t-twenty minutes."