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#2939: Willa Cather to Beatrix Mizer Florance, [November 26, 1914]

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My Dear Trix1:

I am glad you did write me a real letter. I enjoyed it and it put me in touch with you. I think you have the only sane point of view about living in a little Western town. The only disadvantage about the West is that it is so everlastingly big, and the cities are so far apart. There is a great deal to be said for the cabbages, even if they do dry up, and your home is a pleasant refuge from the things that wear on one's nerves. I wish you could have more of the people and things one can get only in cities, but as the London3 flower girls say "you can't jolly well have everything," and I expect the problem of taking care of children in a city would wear you and them out.

I knew you would love Caruso4's "Douce Image"5 record. I was in New York6 for part of October and hope I shall not have to go back to stay until January. Fremstad7 gave her her concert here October 26 and I had a jolly visit with her. Jack8 had the honor of carrying her bags. She was very nice to him. I send you some clippings about Farrar9's "Carmen"10—Do not return them.

I am glad Mr. Florance11 can keep his spirits up to the point of writing verse. I know it must help to keep him alive and alert in an atmosphere where young men seem to get old and sour. I am grateful to whatever it is that keeps you both so fresh in face and feeling. I don't like to see my friends get apathetic. It's too sad, altogether. But when they don't, then everything is all right. Among these verses, I think "The Rose"12 part really lovely—such a good strong metre. "The Meadowlands"13 is another good one, though I'd like it better without the last verse, which seems commonplace after the second—the best one. Tell your poet for me that I think he hammers the moral home too vigorously sometimes, after he has already suggested it. One thing I like about "The Rose" is that it does not sum things up, but ends rather on a a pleasing, open tone. I like very much the one about the Grecian maid, but I think that the last five lines are a little too direct. Perhaps I'm wrong. These things are so much matters of personal taste. If McClure's14 had not stopped publishing verse altogether I would like to send the "Rose" to the young man15 who succeeded me as managing editor. We publish no poetry at all in McClures now, much to my regret.

The war has brought terrible grief and losses to dear friends of mine. I dread to see a letter with a foreign postmark. One16 of Jack's teachers, a young Dublin17 man much loved here, telephoned this morning that his brother18 was killed in Belgium19 last week and slung in a trench. He sails for Ireland20 on Saturday to join his mother21, and we all feel under a cloud today.

Lovingly always Willa
Mrs. Beatrix E. Florance1 Red Cloud22 Neb PITTSBURGH, P.A.2 NOV 27 1914 TRII-3