Letter from Bliss Carman to Rufus Hathaway, February 14, 1922: a machine-readable transcription.

Author: Carman, Bliss, 1861-1929

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Letter from Bliss Carman to Rufus Hathaway, February 14, 1922.

Author: Bliss Carman

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Print copy consulted: Harriet Irving Library, Archives and Special Collections, The Rufus Hathaway Collection of Canadian Literature, Folder number 463.

The Rufus Hathaway Collection of Canadian Literature.

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Library of Congress Subject Headings

English non-fiction; prose Carman, Bliss,1861-1929--Correspondence Hathaway, R.H. (Rufus Hawtin),1869-1933--Correspondence Manuscript pages
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New Canaan


14 February.1922
My dear
Hathaway :

I am seated on the South porch of
Sunshine House, a haven true to its
name, in the warm sun of Southern
Connecticut, on this Valentine's Day,
waiting for the first bluebird. What
better occupation for a gent of
letters than such serene idleness ?
Ah, well, only one thing better —
to send a message to a friend in
the North, reporting where the true
writers resort of the Continent is to
be found. But, it took a long time

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to find it. Even this year we ( Editorial )
made long journeys to arrive at home
at last.

First the trans — Canadian trip, as
you know, closing at
Victoria after so
many delightful meetings. That was
a great event, like another
Tour, and I certainly had the time of
my protracted life. There is no saying
which City was the most fascinating,
but it is easy to say they were all
overwhelming. And
Victoria — the very
lap and [home] of luxury.

Then a reading at
Seattle & a flight
Los Angeles & the South to see old

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friends there, and have a few days of
orange groves & desert before getting
back here for Christmas. Here after two
months absence was a bushel of cards,
letters, papers etcetera , which I have not
overtaken yet. Immediately after
the new year, I had to go west for
some readings in
Iowa, and there I
picked up a touch of grippe — pestiferous.
So up I go to the Adirondacks for two weeks
or so to get rid of it, and now back
here in the abode of peace — and wish —
to — heaven — there — were — no — more readings

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to — give ! But alas for sinful old men,
I must go to
Ohio and
Chicago next

So much for most unimportant

Your Later Poems was a rare
Christmas treat. I have [nursed] it
continually and take much solace
from the volume. The poems as
you have arranged them make a
married effect that they did not have
before, and I am quite pleased with
myself at times. The book compensates
for the frequent "Dictoring" and the
shameless Maple — wreath photo !

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( I had to fight the "Dr" all the way
across the continent. )

I wrote
McClelland of my pleasure
in the book, but you have been neglected
until now. Which is a shame. For
how should you know I was tickled
to death with the handsome volume,
unless I told you ! There are one or
two misprints, but I have not yet
gone over it thoroughly.

Thanks also for the copies of Forum
and Saturday Night, which came while I

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was in the

Send a line when you can
to your ever beholden and procrastinating friend.

Bliss Carman
Postscript By the way, speaking of
modesty, have you seen the new
English edition of Sappho, with
portraits of the author and translator
in the jacket ?