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Dec 16-18, 1917 – At Last! Don Martin WILL go to Europe

        At last, Commodore Bennett says 'Go". Then, for Don Martin, a multitude of preparations, a surprise send-off, and a last letter to his mother.

Don Martin diary entry for Sunday, December 16, 1917: 
At last it seems that the European trip will materialize. Cooper called me up at noon – I was sound asleep – to tell me that word had come from the Commodore and that I shall get ready to go on the St. Louis on Wednesday. Now I shall get ready to go. Had dinner at Cooper’s apartment on East 36th St. and talked over the European trip.
Don Martin diary entry for Monday, December 17, 1917
This was indeed a busy day. Got up at 8: bought a half hundred things for my trip across. Got my ticket – a stateroom on the St. Louis. Had talk with Cooper. I am to be in full charge of the London bureau and have privilege to send a lot of cable matter. Spent the afternoon shopping, and getting finishing touches put on the trip.  Everything is all “set” now for me to go to Europe on Wednesday. Have not the slightest fear.
Don Martin diary entry for Tuesday, December 18, 1917
Well here I am getting ready in earnest to go to Europe. Much shopping and had quite a job. Trunks packed. Had quite a surprise this evening. Cooper took me into the Council room where the whole staff and a lot of friends from outside were waiting to present me with a farewell testimonial. Mr. Hughes made the speech and spoke rather highly of me, I should say. He presented me with a very handsome watch – a gift from the staff – and then I got an expensive fob from Flaherty, general manager: a cigarette case from the staff and a leather passport holder from Cooper. It was a grand send-off. I didn’t know I had so many friends. Sent night letters to the folks and then, at midnight, went to the [Hotel] York and packed a trunk etc. 

       That surprise send-off got a big write-up on Wednesday, December 19, 1917 in The New York Herald.
‘Mr. Hughes Aids in Giving Send-Off to Don Martin’
Presents gift to Political Reporter on the Herald 
in Behalf of Latter’s Associates
     Don Martin, friend and associate of many of the leading men of the nation, and for many years political reporter of the New York Herald, who starts for Europe soon as a correspondent for the Herald, was thrust suddenly into the darkened council room in the Herald Building last evening by an escorting editor. when the lights were turned on Mr. Martin found himself surrounded by his cheering associates on the Herald staff.
    Then followed the presentation of a series of gifts, some of which were camouflage and others persiflage, and at the proper time, in other words, the psychological moment, the assemblage parted and Charles Evan Hughes stepped into the room. On behalf of the staff Mr. Hughes presented to Mr. Martin a watch and fob, saying: -
     “Mr. Martin, my presence here attests to you success and   accuracy as a Straw man. Again am I called upon, with great pleasure, to speak of your character, as I was on that chill evening on one of my superfluous journeys, when from the tail end of a railroad train I addressed your fellow townsmen in Silver Creek, Chautauqua county. You have attained the highest goal man may attain by having many friends who wish to honor you, among whom I have the pleasure of being counted as one. Your attainments and your success here have called you to higher honors abroad, and in presenting this watch and fob on behalf of your associates I only regret that it will be necessary to turn the hours ahead, but we rejoice that those lost hours will be restored to you when you return.”
     Mr. Martin expressed regret that his accuracy as editor of the straw vote, taken before each election by the Herald, had made it necessary for him to forecast the defeat of Mr. Hughes as Republican nominee for President of the United States. “And I don’t know what all you people are doing here unless you want to see me drop dead, because I can’t stand this for long.” 
         Don Martin wrote a long letter to his Mother on December 18, 1917. Besides personal matters,the following excerpt from the letter shows his uncertainty about the voyage and his expectations about his new adventure.
Mother:
      I guess I am going to Europe sure enough now. I have a ticket for a state room on the upper deck of the St. Louis of the American Line and passports for England and France. The ship is scheduled to leave here at noon on Wednesday but there is always a possibility that there will be a delay of a day or two. ... There will be no danger about my reaching England all right. The St. Louis is a big ship which has been transformed into a regular warship and even if she were hit by a torpedo, which is quite unlikely, there would be every facility on board for saving everyone. ... I am to be the Captain’s special guest and he says I will own the ship; eat at his private table and share his quarters with him if I choose. However, I have a nice state room all to myself with a bath and every convenience and it is high up where one would have every chance in the world to get out if an accident happened. However it would be foolish to worry at all. No passenger ship has been torpedoed in a year—in fact in two years—and in stormy weather there is practically no danger. ... 
      I shall be registered as the Herald’s London correspondent in full charge of the London headquarters. I shall cable important news and send special articles by mail. It sounds like a big job but it won’t bother me any. I am sure I can do it well but whether or not I can do it satisfactorily to James Gordon Bennett depends. It doesn’t matter. I can’t lose either way. ... Anyhow I shall see London and other parts of England; will see France I expect and possibly different regions along the front and will have a taste of war, but not in the danger zone, or near enough to it in fact to be in the slightest danger. ...
      I have about 50 letters of introduction from people of prominence here. The letters are directed to the statesmen, government officials, theatrical managers, playwrights, writers and travelers. I could have many more but I have now more than I shall ever present. I know a great many people who have headquarters in London and will, I am quite sure, within a few months, feel almost as much at home around Trafalgar Square, Piccadilly, Fleet Street and the Strand as I do on Broadway and I know Broadway pretty well.
      ... On Saturday word came from Mr. Bennett for me to sail when I was ready and the St. Louis is the first ship out. I think it is a good opportunity for me. I have done all the kinds of newspaper work there is here and now a peep at Europe will be a good thing to broaden me out, ...I really don’t know how long I will be away. It may be a few months. It may be till the end of the war. ... I will enjoy it no doubt. London is an interesting city and being the correspondent of the Herald there, having full charge of all the war news, gives one considerable prestige even in a city as big as London. ... 
                                 With love,  Don

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