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Now another matter. I have recently begun a new book3, which I think will be pleasant company for me this winter. I very
much need a book which Father4 once offered to
give me, but I refused it because I knew it was dear to him, and I was then living
at the Grosvenor5 and had no safe place
to keep books. I would not want to keep it now; it belongs there in Father's house6, but I would awfully like
to have it with me for a few weeks, if you could telephone Carrie Sherwood7 to take it from the house and send
it to me by registered express. Its title is THE
HISTORY OF THE VALLEY8, and the author was named Andrew Kerchival9 or Andrew Kerchway. Father had, had it rebound, and he always kept it in the old
secretary in the back parlor. If it were still there, Carrie could easily find it.
If it is too much trouble for you to attempt to find it through Carrie, perhaps you
could get it when you go down for the dedication10 of Mother11's window on
All Saints' Day12. I would merely
keep it with me through the winter, and would return it to you by registered express
in the spring. If anything should happen to me, Edith13 will see that it is returned to you.
I will write you a better letter than this very soon, my dear.
Hastily, Willie Oct. 20, 1937