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#3081: Willa Cather to Blanche Wolf Knopf, July 24 [1932]

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⬩W⬩S⬩C⬩ @ per Dear Blanche1;

I've never enjoyed the weather and woods and my little house2 so much as this year. Happiness always makes me lazy, and I've done very little but enjoy things. My little niece3 is with me for a month, and she always makes me gay. I've been practising cookery as a fine art now and then, as I like very special dishes with special wines. I've begun a new book4, just as an experiment; if my interest grows, I'll go one with it. If it bores me, I'll drop it. It's about a young thing, this time. If I finish it, I'll call it simply by her name, "Lucy Gayheart".

Blanche, Please tell me again the name of your little portable phonograph, and ask Alfred5 to find out the name of the Canadian (Montreal6 or Toronto7) dealers who carry it. I would want to order from Canada8, as all the duties have gone up to the last peg. I just paid $3.85 on two pounds of candy a friend sent me.

Please ask Mr. Smith9 and Miss Rubin10 the send me the reviews of the new book11 when they begin to come along, and I will return them to the office promptly. I think it's a very handsome volume, don't you? I love mMr. Stimson12's title page. ⬩W⬩S⬩C⬩I hope he will feel like doing one for my next book.

I try not to realize that I shall not see Alfred's father13 when I go back to town14. I feel utterly unreconciled to his death. He seemed to me one of the strongest people I knew; I didn't dream he had a weak spot anywhere. I've been trying to follow the last advice he gave me, and to live for the present, not the future.

Please send me a line and tell me what you are doing. Tell Alfred I wrote Mr. Cape15's preface for "The Song of the Lark"16 and packed it off to him.

With my love to you, Willa Cather