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#1380: Willa Cather to Zoë Akins, November 8 [1937]

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I remember your room at the Ritz was full of your own[?] garden flowers.

⬩W⬩S⬩C⬩ Dearest Zoe1;

The flowers reached me three days ago, and tonight they are as fresh as if they had just come out of your garden. And how did you know that I especially love the leaves and the balls of the eucalyptus tree? Do send me some of the balls or m nutlets in late November. They keep fragrant all the winter through.

I hope these white flowers 2 mean forgiveness, Zoë. I doubt if I had a right to write you as I did3. Maybe you don't mind being pummelled by a lot of New Deal boys who are out to knock you! Anyhow, I mind it for you. Chiefly because it's a frame-up, and I doubt if you could get a newspaper notice that was not a foregone conclusion.

I'm afraid my way of saying things is a little more crabbed than usual. I'm working on a new book4 which is such a pleasure to me, and God and man seem agreed that I shan't get ahead w[?] with it. Nothing is more disturbing to me than to work with Houghton Mifflin, and I've got into their net again with this subscription complete edition. Knopf5 has no subscription department, and he wanted me to do this—said it had to be. It's given me the Hell of a spring and summer, and now it's breaking into my winter and my new book. I don't want anything but quiet and a fairly pleasant place to write in, and to be let alone. Do you think I can get it? I'd be glad to live on a crust if I could get just that. I can't!! Now the Goddam movies are after "Antonia"6. I'm in terror for fear Houghton Mifflin may le sell me out; they can, you know. Isn't it hard luck!

Lovingly W.
Mrs. Hugo Rumbold1 2041 Brigden Road Pasadena7 California NEW YORK, N.Y. STA Y2 NOV 9 1937 1030 AM Air Mail