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How can I help worrying when you let yourself be carved up a smooth talking
insurance man? The surgeons whom I consulted in N.Y.4 said quietly that your hemorrhages were the result of
bad technique or bad judgment, probably both, on the part of your doctor.
You would have saved time in the end, and much vitality, if you had gone to
the Mayo Clinic where thousands of similar operations have taught the men
to guard against possible consequences, and
where the surgeons aren't looking for operations but looking toward the long
afterwards. I have a hard appendix, but they refused to operate because it
would take too much out of my vitality and working power. For the same
reason they refused to remove Dorothy
Canfield's5 very disfg
disfiguring goitre.
Your one fault, my dear boy, (the only one I know of) is that you have always
been too willing to trust people—you think too well of them. It's an
engaging fault. I don't mind when it concerns your mind and estate, but for
heaven's sake don't let the persuasive talkers practice on your body. You
have but one, you know. You are trusting the
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YEARability of your two well–meaning brothen
brothers6 much too far, I
think. But that concerns only money losses, it doesn't endanger your
life.
I am up here2 alone at this hotel7 in the woods where I have
done most of my best work and where the
proprietors8 are so kind to me. I finished "Antonia"9 here, finished "A Lost Lady"10 and began the "Archbishop"11. The best part of all the better
books was written here. It was Isabelle12 who first brought me here. You cannot imagine what her death13 means to me. It came jut
just four months after Douglass'14
death15, before I had got my
nerves steady again. No other living person cared as much about my work,
through thirty–eight years, as she did. As for me, I have cared too much,
about people and places—cared too hard. It made me, as a writer. But it will
break me in the end. I feel as if I couldn't go another step. People talk about say I have a "classic style". A
few of them know it's the heat under the simple words that counts. I early
learned that if you loved your theme enough you could be as mild as a May
morning and still make other people care—people in countries who
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YEAR read it in the strangest languages—Hungarian and Roumanian16 are the latest. Some day you must come and see my whole
bookcase full of translations17.
It's the one thing that simple really caring
for an old Margie18, an old cat, an old
anything. I never cultivated it, from the age of twenty on I did all I could
to repress it, and that effort of mind did, after years, give me a fairly
good "style"—style being merely the person writer, no the person himself; what he was
born with and what he has done for himself. But
the ma Isabelle watched me every step of the way. But the machine is source of supply seems to be
getting low. I work a little every day (1 1/2 hrs.) to save my reason, to
escape from myself. But the sentences don't come sharp and clear as they
used to—the pictures are a little blurred. Perhaps it's fatigue only—I hope
so. This book19 has been twice interrupted by
death, and twice by illness. I keep it up not for the book itself, but for
the peace it brings me to follow old activities
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YEAR that used to be so happy—so rapid and so absolutely absorbing.
Goodbye dear. I've not written so long a letter in a long time—except to Isabelles poor desolate devoted and now
desolate husband20.