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#1209: Willa Cather to Zoë Akins, January 2 [1934]

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⬩W⬩S⬩C⬩ My Darling Zoë1;

Again I have to thank you for making this apartment3 lovely at Christmas time—a giant pot of tall heather and ferns arrived two days before Christmas, and they are as fresh and lovely today as the day they came! I am always lucky about making plants 2 grow in the house. This year I made a camelia tree bloom here in the apartment, and with steam heat that is a hard thing to do. Anyhow, the camelia and your small garden plot were all going at once, along with a little holly tree, so I gardened and watered to my heart's content.

And just before New Year's day comes "Little Willie"4! Where did you ever 3 find anything so funny? And how did you know that I was always called "Willie" at home5?

And now when are you coming yourself—you said March or April?

No, God forbid forbid that I should see or hear what Mr. Anderson6 does with Mary Stuart7. I hear it8 is a fine display of dressy language mis-placed. She had some feeling for language herself; I think 4of her sonnets, both the French and the English ones, very fine.

If I write you only pitiful notes, dear Zoë, it is because I am trying if[?] the help of God to write Lucy Gayheart9. I could, too, if people and relatives and lawyers would let me alone. Business consultations simply blight the world for me. What if I have lost a good deal of money in the "most conservative" bonds? Am I to lose Lucy, too? I will lose her if they don't let me alone. Well, such is life, my dear. I guess we'll come through somehow. A Happy New Year and all success to you.

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Mrs. Hugo Rumbold1 Green Fountains Brigden Road Pasadena10 California NEW YORK, N.Y. STA. Y2 JAN 3 1934 1130 PM Air Mail