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#0579: Willa Cather to Dorothy Canfield Fisher, [February 18, 1922]

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Dear Dorothy1:

A definite suggestion as to money was exactly what I wanted3, and the only reason I've not written to thank you is that I've had a nasty pull with influenza—made much worse by the pollen from flowers sent by kind friends! I send you Mr. D4's letter to show you how far things have got. I've warned him5 that I may have to throw it up and go West instead, so if I do there'll be no breach of promise. I'll be so glad to stop off for a couple of days with you—going or coming. That will be something to look forward to. Just now I'm glum as a bear—I hate to feel sick, and I've missed a whole lot of good music I had got tckets for.

When my page proofs6 come along I'll attack you, though I know, and you know, its asking 2a good deal. Isn't that just why I'm asking it? Only don't, please, go over it twice. The outstanding outstanding errors will strike you at once. Just now this miserable cough has completely knocked out a new story7 that I needed a bit of zip for. I feel as if I'd rolled down a long hill and it were of no use to try to climb up again. Le Petit Pierre8 has been a comfort. Well, writing in bed is an accomplishment I've never mastered, even more now.

Yours Willa

Don't be fooled by rumors about Jeritza9—she is a glorified Viennese Cabaret singer. She can't get much of a rise out of people who remember the great tradition. The young ones like her because she can be, at times, "vivid"—and when she's vivid she's always tough. They like that, too!

Oh, about those "Player Letters"10—just burn them, please, and thank you for telling me. They'd be an awful weapon for blackmail11!