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#2241: Willa Cather to Roscoe Cather, November 13 [1944]

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Dear Roscoe1;

Two weeks ago, when the Army team smashed Duke5, I sent Jim6 a detailed account of the game, with the newspaper picture. The Army has never had so good a team before7. Perhaps you will be more interested than Jim and I know you will be more courteous, Jim has never acknowledged my letter.

Blanchard8, the fullback, is Charles'9 room mate. It was a great show. Miss Bloom10 never misses the Army-Notre Dame game, and she admits that she always weeps when the 2500 cadets stand at attention while through the National Anthem11. I did not see the game12 yesterday—the excitement would have tired me dreadfully, and I might have wept! Besides, I had a date; Charles had written from West Point asking Edith13 and me to dine with him, and he had written to one of the best and 2 most expensive restaurants in town2 (Sherry's14) and engaged a table for three. When I went to engage a table there, I found from the head Captain that it was all arranged! The boy does thing these things easily and naturally, even to the right tips.

No, he Will never, never be like Ethel15. And he never brags: not about anything, not even about his foot ball team! After each game, when I meet him at my door, I have to ask him who won. I often wonder where he got his easy good manners. He says he always admired you and Douglass16—that must have given him the "pitch" as the tuning-fork gives it to a choir.

Lovingly Willie
Mr. R. C. Cather1 First Savings Bank of Colusa Colusa4 California [illegible]