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Hunt3 used to say, someday though, and I mightily hope you'll like 'em.
Well my Thanksgiving visit to Columbus4 was a
glittering, dazzling success, at least it was to me. Mr.5 & Mrs. Canfield6 were
in New York7, and Dorothy8 and Jim9 and Stella10 and I had the
house to ours ourselves—or rather we did'nt. we had dinner parties and theatre parties, and tea parties, until I came
home a pallid wreck. Dorothy arrives to visit me day after tomorrow and I hope
to be wrecked again by the same grateful process. She certainly is the "Real Thing",11 is Dorothy. The Kappa's12 in Columbus tear each others
hair for her, and they are so infernally jealous that I fear for my life when I am
there.
I have been spending a good deal of my leisure time with Ethelbert Nevin13, and surely there is no one with whom it could be more happily or profitably spent. Take him all in all, he is about the most loveable man I have ever met, and I am prouder of his friendship than I have ever been of anything. Quite apart from his genius he has a nobleness of soul that helps every life he touches.—No, not apart from his genius, for it is the well-head of his genius, and the compositions to which he signs his name contain only a little of the fineness and beauty of the man. But you'll think I am a matinee girl sure enough.
Write me when you can, Mariel1, and I'll reply more promptly next time. Again thank you, and remember me to all14. I was reading some of Kipling's15 verses last night, and the ghost of the days I used to read them up at your house when I should have been getting my Greek lessons, came back