SECOND JOURNEY TO CALIFORNIA
IN 1919 I accepted another invitation from the University of California, this time to teach in the Summer School of the Southern Branch of the University at Los Angeles. We arrived on Sunday 29 June. That afternoon as we passed through various towns in California, the heat was so intense that I wondered how we should be able to endure it. I got off the train for a few moments at San Bernardino, and on the platform I felt as if I were walking on a hot stove; and it is not an exaggeration when I say that the soles of my shoes were hot for half an hour after. But when we arrived at the station in Los Angeles, I noticed that the men on the street were not wearing Palm Beach suits; and indeed there was a cool breeze blowing and the temperature was below seventy. Such is the difference in summer between the cool coast and even a few miles in the interior.
The sessions of the University were held in the fine building of the State Normal School at Hollywood, not nearly so famous then as in later years. We lived at Pasadena some nine miles away, in an excellent boarding-house called La Solana; and I reflected that after my death, if some curious stranger should examine my extinct cheque-books and find so many weekly stubs made out to La Solana, he would make a natural but erroneous inference. Pasadena was hot in the daytime, but it was a dry heat, not uncomfortable even at a high temperature, and in afternoon came the cool wind, so that every evening one had to wear an overcoat and then sleep under thick blankets--in other words