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I haven't even seen Myra4 yet!! She dashed off on the road after her first recital here2, came back with a bad cold and went to bad. As I have had a cold myself I thought it unwise to communicate with her otherwise than by telephone. Now she is off on the road again.
So you were another of my friends made ill from penicillin poisoning! Very few doctors can use these new drugs successfully. I would not take them anywhere except at Johns-Hopkins or the Mayo Hospital at Rochester5. All the inexperienced doctors are trying to make a record with the new drugs.
No, my dear, I have not been working this winter, though I had some good
weeks up on the Maine6 coast this
summer (Northeast Harbor, Maine7),
This winter has been devoted to repairing my apartment8. In the long war years of neglect, when
I wouldn't have time or energy to make repairs
I let things go down. The bottoms and stuffing fell out of six chairs—fell
on the floor! Two weeks I sent two dray back to my old upholsterer (a
skilled Englishman) and in five days time everything came back like new.
It's such a comfort to be neat again! I never did live like a sloppy bohemian writer! When you next come to New York you will seen see how spic and span I am.
Yehudi9's dear mother10 sent me thirty pounds of kitchen utensils by express from San Francisco11—they were much better stocked in all such things on the West coast than here.
Perhaps this will reach you in time to wish you a Happy Christmas, dear. Anyhow, I wish you and Sidney12 that, with all my heart
Willa Mrs. S. R. Florance1,