#2427: Willa Cather to Mary Virginia Boak Cather, June 2 [1930]

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My Dearest Mother1;

Isabelle3's hurt knee4 is doing well, and she will be able to get out of bed today. She has been in bed now five days, but perhaps we have had more satisfactory visits than if she had been up and about. Almost every morning Jan5 goes to the flower market at seven oclock (he always gets up at six) and leaves a gorgeous bunch of roses or peonies at my hotel to be sent up with my breakfast.

Edith6 is perfectly well again, and yesterday, Sunday, we went to church twice, at very old churches in rather poor quarters of the city. I hate shopping in Paris even more than in New York7, so I have not been inside a shop, and I do not mean to buy a single dress here. Isabelle thinks my clothes well enough. I got a couple summer dresses before I sailed—Mary Virginia8 thought them very pretty. I miss Virginia very much, and I do hope she will have a good summer. All the library people praise her so highly that I am very pleased with her. Isabelle and Jan liked her very much, and are so interested to hear of all her adventures. I have sent the twins9 several post-cards. Before I sailed I sent Helen Louise10 five dollars for her birthday. I can't do much letter-writing while I am here except to you.

With love to you all, not forgetting Mrs. Bates11, Willie

Mother is fine and all is well

Love,

Elsie