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#2092: Willa Cather to Roscoe Cather, November 16 [1930]

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The Grosvenor3
New York2
Dear Roscoe1;

Gold medal very large and handsome4—weighs several pounds—gold with no alloy at all—handy for a paperweight. I'm going to take it to bank to have it weighed and valued. It's one thing you can turn into money—one flattering phrase that's worth something!

I send you a very good editorial5 from the N.Y. Times6, and I think that is just why Lewis7 got the Nobel award.8 We look like that to Europe9, and all those Swedish chore boys we kicked around are telling us what they think10 of us. I expect we really are like that. Anyhow, I like Lewis and I wrote him that though I couldn't honestly say I'd rather he got the award than I, I'd rather he had it than anyone else. The newspaper discussed the award so much that thousands of good people think I did get it, and my mail is full of dozens of begging letters from preachers and widows and orphans; "please help me with just a little of the $47,000"!

I send you a copy of Judge Grant's11 speech made in conferring the medal. You might send it and the newspaper clippings to Elsie12. She might be interested to see them and I have over two two hundred letters to dictate before I can begin to work, or even have my tooth filled, so I've not much time for family correspondence.

Mr. Whicher13 of Amherst14 was to bring Virginia15 and Tom16 up to dine with me in Jaffrey17 on the first Sunday in December, but this medal affair called me away before my appointed time, and now I won't get back. I'm going to Philadelphia18 for Thanksgiving, to some old friends19 who will give me some dinner and a bedroom and study—and let me alone.

With much love to you and yours Willie

Send the chesk check to me at this address, please.