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#2205: Willa Cather to Roscoe Cather, May 22, 1943

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⬩W⬩S⬩C⬩ My dear Roscoe1:

Extract from a letter written by Mary Virginia Mellen5 on her return to Colorado Springs6:

"I do wish that you could see Uncle Roscoe1 now. He looks perfectly splendid! Mother7 had said that he looked almost cadaverous after his severe sickness of a year ago, so I was prepared for that. What was my most happy surprise when this erect, very healthy looking man walked briskly across the lobby and kissed my hand! Truly, he seemed in much letter physical health than when I saw him last, five years ago. He said he had been feeling much better for the past month or so than he had for a long time. It would have done your heart good if you could have been with us that evening, for we had the jolliest kind of dinner party."

Mary Virginia has done many, many kind things for me in the last ten years, but she has never done a kinder thing than when she wrote me the above. You see, my dear brother, when I knew that you were going South to go through with that tedious lawsuit, my heart sank. I suppose one judges others by oneself – especially the few "others" who are dear to one. I just can't, as yet, stand up to a tedious business meeting, not even at the Knopf office where everyone is so friendly. (That same acute sensitiveness to personalities which got me along in my own work, now simply threatens to destroy me.) Ever since your letter came, telling me that you were going South, the dread of what it might do to you has interfered a good deal with my sleep. You see, you were a very frail man when I saw you last. Mary Virginia's letter arrived only a few days ago, and when I read it I just broke down and cried. ·W·S·C· As soon as I was really sure of my voice, I called up little Margaret8 by telephone and read that portion of Virginia's letter to her. I feel completely reassured, because Virginia has never deceived me – even when she had to tell me unpleasant truths – and there is certainly the ring of truth in the above extract. She was glad for you, and for me.

Lovingly to you and Meta9, Willie
FROM CATHER 570 PARK AVE3., NEW YORK CITY2 Mr. R. C. Cather,1 First Savings Bank of Colusa, Colusa, California.4 NEW YORK N.Y.2 May 22 330 PM