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#1276: Willa Cather to Yaltah Menuhin, October 23 [1935]

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My Darling Yaltah1;

Your letter from South Africa5 got to Paris in record time and caught me just a few days before Miss Lewis6 and I sail for home4. It seemed miraculous that a letter could come so far and get here on October 21st! I want to leave this little word, so that you will know that you it did reach me and it was such a happy surprise for both Edith and me. I wish I had been one of your jolly mining party, although my experience of caves in the Southwest7, and the underground prisons of Paris has make made me dread all sub-terranean explorations. I like to be on top of the earth.

How in the name of all queer chances did you ever come upon Lucy Gayheart8 on the other side of the world! I meant to send it to you when you got back, but it never occured to me that bookpost could catch up with you in Australia9 or New Zealand10.

Edith and I are busy getting some warm clothes for the boat, and preparing to slip away without saying goodbye to Isabelle11, as she has requested us to do. It’s very hard to go when I know how ill she is, and yet I feel that I can not stay longer. I must get home and begin to pull my life together again. Marutha12 will understand that. Lving Living without without work and without any particular purpose for so long has made me feel, not like the boy who lost his shadow, but b like the shadow which lost the boy! That is more serious you know.

This short note is to greet you one and all13 when you reach Paris. If I were here then, I would give all five of you a hug as strong as a Russian bear’s. I expect you have all grown very much, even Marutha Marutha has grown in pounds, I hope. (Excuse hotel pen.) I wish I could be here to hear Yehudi’s first European recital after all the changes of thought and feeling that such a great experience must bring.

Lovingly to every one of you, Willa Cather
Miss Yaltah Menuhin1 Hotel Majestic Paris2 PARIS VII RUE CLER2 25 X 1935 15 30 [illegible]1935 From W. S. Cather 570 Park ave3 New York4 PARIS XVI RUE S. NO[illegible] 2 25 OCT 35 10 00 OCT 25 22 06 S 1935