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#0037: Willa Cather to Mariel C. Gere, April 25, 1897

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The Home Monthly,
The Heeren Building
Penn Ave. and Eighth St.
AXTELL & ORR, Publishers.
Pittsburgh, Pa.2 My Dear Mariel1;

If you dont want to write to me I'll say no more about it. What your reasons are I can't guess but I suppose you have them. I guess though you won't mind me talking to you a little while tonight? You have so often taken pity on my loneliness long ago. Dorothy Canfield3 has been spending a week with me you know and she is gone now and the reaction has set in. I cant tell you what a charming girl she is growing to be. Her visit was a joy and a comfort to me. All my friends rose nobly to the occasion and gave her a downright jolly time. Theatres, parties, excursions, drives in the park until we were thoroughly exhausted. The child said it "was the first time she had ever really been treated like a young lady" and the haughty offhand manner in which she received the attentions of the men was very funny and so sweetly young. It's tough to come back from the office now and find no one cuddled up on the divan waiting for me. Dorothy approves of the young Doctor who wants me to marry him. I have not as yet decided whether I will or not. It would be a very excellent match in every way, but I dont care for him. I suppose though that really does'nt matter much. He was very nice to Dorothy and I'm glad she carried away pleasant impressions of every one.

Business affairs4 are going much better than they were this winter and I am doing my work better. That is I am learning to keep still and do just what I'm told. Of course The Home Monthly,
The Heeren Building
Penn Ave. and Eight St.
AXTELL and ORR, Publishers.
Pittsburgh, Pa. the magazine5 is the worst trash in the world, but it is trash they want and trash they pay me for and they shall have it.

Socially my life here is more pleasant than it ever has been or than I ever thought it could be anywhere. I want you to come like Dorothy and see how pleasant. You see here I have neither short hair6 nor Dr. Tyndale7 nor dramatic propensities nor any other old thing to queer me. It's like beginning a new life in broad daylight away from the old mistakes. As Charles Lamb8 says "Gad! how we like to be liked." It's a novel experience for me and it's rather gone to my head. I tell you all this [illegible] because you stood by me in the days when my friends were not many and when I owed much more to your friendship than I then knew. And by the Lord I'm going to make you glad you did it all some day Mariel1! I am that! I'd rather make you and Roscoe9 proud of me than anything else in the world.

And now "Good night, good night Beloved!" as Nellie Griggs10 used to sing to Max11 two miles off the key.

Yours as Ever Willa.

Did you see my Brownville tale12? I sent you a paper.

Apr 25 —97