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". . . young and inexperienced writers in this country3 have a bad habit of sending their books to me . . . I must admit it does not give me much pleasure . . . I glance at them, but very seldom read them. I opened your book4 without any very serious intention. I liked it at once. In the first few pages there was a real feeling for a kind of country, and that quality in writing always takes hold of me. I read every word of the book with the keenest interest and sympathy. It has the one literary quality which seems to me more important than any other, - sincerity. I cannot doubt that it is the story of an actual experience. It has made me realize the terribleness of the Russian revolution more vividly than anything else I have read. The fate of those good people of Khortiza5 is only too real to me . . . in a narrative like this, the best quality that language can have is to unobtrusive. You1 are never vague and you are never rhetorical. . . and you do not fall into vulgar usage . . . in the use of language, keep to your present simplicity and clearness. One might almost say that in language nothing is gold that glitters.
I am writing this letter myself, though I very seldom touch a typing machine, - because I want you to feel that it is sincere and personal . . .
Very cordially yours, Willa Cather. January 15, 1931.