rely not on artistic principles but on their political leanings; and the newspapers and magazines would fail me — 90 percent of them, just before the last elections, had been against my father and his government.

Yet all these considerations could not stand in the way of what I aspired to with all my strength. I was born in a town called Independence, and so I have taken independence as my guide in my deeds and my thoughts. And after all, what was I to do, and how was I to spend my time? Could I take an ordinary post? Should I plunge into society, with parties coming first? Parties have their undeniable splendor: at them I have met some of the great, such as Churchill — whom I admire enormously — and Attlee and Smuts. But parties in general do not please me, and drink holds no appeal for me — I have never once drunk intoxicants. So there was nothing before me but singing.

I went back to my father to ask his opinion. He said he had one question to put to me: did I aspire to sing out of a heartfelt desire? When I answered yes, he said: then go to it, and pay no heed to any other considerations.

So I took singing as my profession. My concerts began in 1947, and thousands and tens of thousands began attending them. In the following year, however, I took care, as far as I could, not to appear at public concerts, because 1948 was the year of the presidential elections and I did not wish to make my singing an occa-sion for the politicians' campaigns against my father, and because I felt I ought to be with my mother at his side on his election tours.

In 1949 I went back to working energetically to consolidate my artistic standing. Hardly had my father's inauguration ceremonies ended when I arranged with James Davidson, the manager who looks after the affairs of the greatest women singers in New York, to become my manager, and arranged with the singer Helen

Traubel to become my teacher. I must say here that this Helen Traubel refuses to take a single penny from me in payment for her pains, and declines to take any other pupils. She does this out of love for the state of Missouri, from which we both came.

And I firmly believe that the two most important events in my life are my becoming, by chance, the daughter of the President of the United States, and my studying under Helen Traubel.

James Davidson estimates that my income from concerts in 1950 will range between 60 thousand and 75 thousand dollars. Of course this figure will shrink con-siderably if we deduct from it the costs of transport and assistants, the income tax, and the manager, who receives 20 percent of the income. But I must not complain; truth to tell, had I been an ordinary girl and not the daughter of the country's President, my income would never have reached so high a mark.

The press has been kind to me: the complimentary articles have been three times as many as

the critical ones. If I set aside a few isolated cases, I find I have no cause to complain of the press in anything. The newspaper reporters and editors are faithful friends of mine. Do you want any greater proof of that than their wanting to marry me off? I certainly desire with all my heart to marry and to bear children, though for the present I shall devote myself to consolidating my position as a singer. The papers have reported that I granted my father the right of veto with respect to my future husband. That is true: I do not expect any dispute to arise in the family over the man I intend to marry, when I do decide it; but naturally I shall not marry someone of whose marriage to me my parents do not approve.

Recently I heard a friend declare that the best way for a Republican to get into the White House is to marry me. That may be true, but the fact is I have no Republican friends. There is no one on my horizon just now... but a girl has the right to dream, hasn't she?

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