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#0050: Willa Cather to Winifred Richardson Garber, August 15, 1898

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My Dear Fred1;

For the very insufficient reason that I am a pencil-pusher by profession3 my family see fit to commission me with all their correspondence. My mother4 never writes letters at all you know and urges me to convey her best love to you and to thank you for the photograph which we all think excellent. Jess5 has been playing the new waltzes you sent her while Doug6 and I dance. O, in this connection you will be astonished to learn that we have a new carpet! Father7 went up to Lincoln8 and selected it and it causes me to have nightmares continually, but I don't dare say so for it would hurt the dear old chap's feelings, as he got it in honor of my arrival. He is home9 now, you know, knocked out with a hurt knee10 and will be with us for some weeks. Poor man he never gets home to his babies unless he is sick. I will be home until the first of October. Goodness but we all do have jolly times together! Roscoe11 and I leave for a ten day's shooting trip out in the sagebrush country and the Big Horn region12 this week. He has hay fever and the high altitude will be good for him. Douglass is in Omaha13 seeing the Exposition14. He is bigger and handsomer than ever. I wish heartily that you were here and I could tell you all about my trips to New York15 and Washington16 and the interesting people I met. Incidentally I would like to show you what I can do in the line of making gin cocktails. I spent the first two weeks of May in Washington, and Washington in the tender green of the young summer is something to cherish in one's memory a lifetime. I hope to get out a little volume17 of theatrical essays next winter, that is if I can desist from playing with Jack18 and Elsie19 long enough to finish them up this summer. But the essays can wait and the children won't be children always.

Roscoe and I met Mr. McNiney20 at Mr. Cases21 last night and I asked him to call. I am thinking of working at my book in one of his offices this summer and I suppose the Miners22 won't speak to me after that. We gave up our old office this last winter.

Roscoe and I are counting on all kinds of adventures on our trip out in the sand hills. You remember how we enjoyed our week23 among the Norwegians last year. Ross will be principal of the South Ward school24 next this winter. I will go back to Pittsburgh25. I have too good a thing there to let go. I had a good thing offered me on the New York Sun26 and went down27 to look it up, but it was all night work and I sleep little enough as it is. Then there are people in Pittsburgh whom I can't bear to leave. They make the game worth while. In the end other things don't count much, you know.

I do wish you were here, we would have some great old drives together and I have a great deal to tell you. It has been a very happy year for me, just to be alive and "in it" all has seemed a fine thing. Let me hear from you before I go back please, and through all the ups and downs of life believe me

Faithfully yours Willa Cather