I could start my life work which I hope to do in Lilac Valley on the prestige and the background that it would give me.

I don't know, Linda, whether you ever learned to pray or not, but I have, and it's a thing that helps when the black shadow comes, when you reach the land of "benefits forgot and friends remembered not." And this reminds me that I should not write to my very dearest friend who has her own problems and make her heart sad with mine; so to the joyful news of my two friends add a third, Linda, for I am going to tell you a secret because it will make you happy.

Since I have been in San Francisco some man, who for a reason of his own does not tell me his name, has been writing me extremely attractive letters.

I have had several of them and I can't tell you, Linda, what they mean to me or how they help me.

There is a touch of whimsy about them.