Some of these features are only visible when "plain text" is off.
Textual Feature | Appearance |
---|---|
passage deleted with a strikethrough mark | |
passage deleted by overwritten added letters | |
passage added above the line | passage with added text above |
passage added on the line | passage with added text inline |
passage added in the margin | passage with text added in margin |
handwritten addition to a typewritten letter | typed passage with added handwritten text |
missing or unreadable text | missing text noted with "[illegible]" |
uncertain transcriptions | word[?] |
notes written by someone other than Willa Cather | Note in another's hand |
printed letterhead text | printed text |
text printed on postcards, envelopes, etc. | printed text |
text of date and place stamps | stamped text |
passage written by Cather on separate enclosure. | written text |
I am certainly a pig, or I would have thanked you before this for the splendid package of books you sent me. I haven’t looked into the Bullett5, but all the others are good. Work and the fine weather have kept me from writing letters. My excuse for not thanking you for the books is - - - industry! This morning I finished the first draft of Lucy Gayheart6. I’m by no means out of the jungle, but now I know there’s a trail through, and a reason reason for going through—at least, there is to me. It will take a hard winter’s work, and you, my good friends, will help to keep the dogs off me, I know. I know, because you’ve done it more than once. I haven’t learned to work in that apartment7 awfully well; maybe I can arrange things better this winter. If I can’t I’ll come back to Jaffrey2!
I had a cunning note from Pat8 last week.
The weather is glorious—my ankle my ankle does splendidly on a four mile walk, I’ve not tried it further. Wild clouds and very low ones, as in France9; the mountain dark purple all day yesterday, the top of it powdered with snow, and the sky rolling masses of silver and purple and black from morning until night. (This sounds if I were trying to work off some “writing” on you, but since you know the mountain, there’s some point in mentioning it's present complexion.)
With love to the both of you Willa Cather