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I've thought of you often since I arrived here July 20th. My conscience was uneasy because I had never told you how much I enjoyed reading the diary of your ancestress about her terrible crossing of the Atlantic4. The last weeks in town3 were hectic; I was arranging the serial publication of "Lucy"5 and doing what I could to help old friends6 in Nebraska7 who were actually in want.
Even here the summer has been unusually dry. Most of the time this island has been a shining gold spot in a blue sea. I have just finished reading the galley proofs of "Lucy" and I think better of it than I did when it was a messy corrected manuscript. The kinks of a thing come out in type.
Last night came your letter with distressing news. However ⬩W⬩S⬩C⬩ did Mr. Burroughs8 pick up that bug? I suspect it was by loafing too little and painting too much. But if you have your own bungalow, and he is writing, then he is living and not merely being sick. And he's doing the Pre-Raphaelites! They always seemed so beautiful and legendary to me when I knew their work in re-production only. But when I went to England9 first and saw their WORKS! Such awful color, I've never got over the shock of it. I mean Burne-Jones10 and Rossetti11—seems as if they mixed a little mud in their paint. I remember awful greens, and ladies,--pure Virgins with mouldy complexions. These painters should be engraved, always, and their canvases kept in a locked gallery for students only.
I'm doing nothing, and thinking about nothing but the weather. I've been reading a lot of Anatole France12 over because I happen to have a lot of his books up here. Speaking of cycles of taste, he's despised in France13 now, you know. They shrug and say "Oh yes, a virtuoso."
Oh you, I've only a few Shakespeares14 up here—not the "Merchant"15. A lost line torments me; what is the second line of Morocco's speech which begins16, Mislike me not for my complexion, The - - livery of the - - sun, To whom I am a neighbor and (near bred (?) I try supplying various adjectives, but with him it's dangerous to substitute.
With love and good wishes to you both, and recommending toddy for the invalid.
Yours W. S. C. From W. S. Cather WHALE COVE GRAND MANAN2 NEW BRUNSWICK CANADA Mrs. Bryson Burroughs1 Potts Memorial Hospital Livingston, Columbia County New York3 U. S. A. NORTH HEAD N. B.2 AUG 30 1934 AM