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#1044: Willa Cather to Irene Miner Weisz, [March 12, 1931]

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The California Limited
Santa Fe
en route
Dearest Irene1;

This morning I wakened wondering if you were awake—I had been dreaming that you and I were on the Burlington, going out to the Golden Wedding4 together! At first I felt sad—then then very happy. I did not really deserve that happy time. I had never been a very thoughtful daughter my mind and heart were all always too full of my one all-absorbing passion. I took my parents5 for granted. But, deserving or not, I had it, and there is no one in the round world whom I would have chosen before before you to share it with The California Limited
Santa Fe
en route
3 me. You were just the right one, and I shall always be thankful for that trip we had together back to our own little town6. I'm glad nobody met us at Hastings7. I remember every mile of the way home, don't you? And the bitter cold in which we left 4 Chicago3? You see you are the only person who reaches back into the very beginning who has kept on being a part of my life in the world where, for some reason I have to go on and on, from one change to another. The other friends, Isabelle8 and Edith9 and Mr. McClure10 and many others, don't go so far back. And the dear Red Cloud friends (Carrie11 and Mary12 dearest of all) have not 5 been so much in my later life as you have. With you I can speak both my languages; you know the names of all the people dear to me in childhood, and the names of most of those who have grown into my life as I go along. I suppose that is why I crowd so much information about the MENUHINS13 and the new new friends on you. 6 I want somebody from Sandy Point14 to go along with me to the end. My brothers15 are loyal and kind but they are not interested in these things. I feel so grateful to you for having kept your interest. Carrie and Mary are so loyal to our old ideals, but they have not been in my later life so much as you, 7geography, long distances have been against us. I am always so glad Mary and Doctor16 were in New York17 that winter, and she could come to tea and meet my friends.

When I go back to Red Cloud to stay for a few months sometime, you must come; Mr. Weisz18 must surely spare you to me for a little while.

So lovinglyWillie

This train jumps about so—I'm afraid you won't be able to read this scrawl at all.

The California Limited Santa Fe Mrs. C. W. Weisz1 3270 Sheridan Road Chicago3 Ill. KANS. CITY & DODGE R. P. O.2 MAR 12 1931