Arriving here from the country, I find that Conan Doyle has placed me in a small predicament by enclosing a long letter and asking me to approve it, and adding a postscript in the covering letter, “Thank God I am off”, after his long illness I presume. Even if I disapprove I am helpless. As a matter of fact, there are one or two trivial points with which I do not agree. But I send the letter on to you to do just as you like with it.
I have seen no querulous article in the “Express” or elsewhere. I sent for yesterday’s “Express” and quite agree with the article therein.
I am never fond of advertising my private benevolences, nor am I keen on the Olympic Games, except that I think we cannot retire after defeat.
When approached, I positively declined to take up the matter as I did in 1908. For certain good reasons, I offered, if it were necessary, to make a contribution according to my means, provided only one appeal by only one representative committee was issued and that and everything connected with the matter through the P.A. and General News to all newspapers.
Since then I have heard nothing, and agree with the Article in the “Express” that it is time things got going.
Max Pemberton told me last September that some busybody had said that I was guaranteeing an Olympic fund. The wish was no doubt father to the thought.
Doyle and Perry Robinson, whom you probably know, deserve great credit for their laborious work in this matter.
This letter should reach you tonight.
R. Blumenfield, Esq. 23rd May 1913