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#0390: Willa Cather to Frances Smith Cather, September 9 [1917]

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My Dear Aunt Franc:

I don't wonder that your patriotism does not always reach as far as France! But G. P. has always hankered after military life, and this is the day when the fellows with that hankering have their chance. And we've got back to first principles, it seems; everything goes back to the man who can carry a gun. I know it's pretty hard on you to have him go, but I am glad he can go, and go as an officer. I'm ever so proud of him. I wish Jack were going, I really do, though I think he is very useful where he is.

I was so disappointed not to get out into the country again, for a visit with you. But the hot weather used me up shockingly, and my friend was more worn out by it than I. We had to give up and flee. I was exhausted when I got back to New York, and had to come up here to cool, green New Hampshire to recover from Red Cloud. I was too worn out to work. Unless I have a great deal of vitality, I simply do bad work, which is much worse than doing none.

Douglass writes discouraging reports about mother. I don't know whether I ought to go to California or not. I hate to break in on my work. I live at a comfortable hotel and have a little tent a mile away in the woods, where I go to work every morning. My friend Mrs. Hambourg, (Miss McClung when you met her) was here with me for three weeks, and she asked about you and was disappointed that I had not seen you. Elsie

Elsie is so fortunate in her schools—I expect a cheerful disposition is [illegible] largely responsible for the fact that she finds each place lovelier than the last. She is delighted with Albuquerque and is so happy there. I will send you her letter when Jack returns it. Both she and Jack are a great deal of satisfaction to me. I would feel very cheerful and happy if only mother were better.

Mother's address is Hotel Garfield 354 O'Farrell St. San Francisco. Do send the letter that was returned from Los Angeles to her there. Now I must write her a little note. Elsie got to like Frank's wife so much. I wished I could have seen her again, too. Families are pretty good things to have, after all, aren't they?

With a great deal of love to you, dear Aunt Franc,

Yours always Willa

I shall be at home on Bank Street after October 1st

From Willa Sibert
Cather
The Shattuck Inn
E.C. SHATTUCK
PROPRIETOR
JAFFREY,
N.H.
Mrs. G. P. Cather Sr. Bladen Nebraska JAFFREY, N.H. SEP 12 1917 A.M.