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#2210: Willa Cather to Roscoe Cather, October 5 [1943]

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⬩W⬩S⬩C⬩ Brother mine1;

You surely have a darling grandson5! Yesterday I drove out to see Margaret6 before she o tore up her pretty little place. She met me with the big boy in her arms. He broke into a laugh and made an up-bound and caught the bunch of flowers in my hat. Such an alert, but not nervous little man he is. Pink skin and dark, dark, blue eyes—set well back under his brows brows, as they should be. Seems to enjoy being alive every minute. If you smile at him he laughs back. He is cutting three more teeth; one can see them plainly through the skin. Most babies are so fretful when they are teething (Jim7 and Jack8 were, I remember well). From this young man never a whimper, though I was there two hours. Seems to enjoy cutting teeth. And he hasn't even a rubber ring to bite on (Darned Government!9) Seemed to find my fingers to his taste and chewed them vigorously. Never seems bored or demands attention. When Margaret and I were talking he never felt neglected, but just went on enjoying his exercises with his fingers and toes and the grand fun of being alive.

I had always remembered the way he held his head up, with no wobble, when he was 20 hours old. Now when he makes a sudden enthusiastic jump I wonder how his dear little mother can hold him. She has to lean back a little when she carries him. It's a pretty sight to see.

Lovingly Willie
FROM CATHER 570 PARK AVE3., NEW YORK CITY2 Mr. R. C. Cather,1 First Savings Bank of Colusa, Colusa,4 California. NEW YORK N.Y.2 OCT 6 1943 330 PM PersonalRich