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These Chicago "Works & Days" of ours have not only unclear and shut me away for far too long out of fiction, in which I need to learn so many, many things. But writing fiction has remained my dearest wish and hope. I need not tell you how very much your kindness, your remembrance, in all the pre-occupation you must have been to me. No one else's in the world could have "encouraged" me so much, no else's in the writing world would have been so prized so honored or so endeared to me. I suppose you have gone South for the winter, now: and don't know where this letter will reach you and Miss Howells. I hd a hope last Fall, when I was in New York, that I might find you both there and tell you how fascinated I had been by the human beauty, and spiritual greatness, and unclear of "The unclear and ask you about ever so many things: and whenever I go East, I seek you out in unclear through Franklin Square, & the North American Review office. following text is crossed out I do not know whether it is proper, in fact it seems quite improper, now that we can vote in Illinois, for me to send my love to Mrs Howells: but in that case, I suppose it is proper for me to send it to you and it must be right for me to send it to you, for her--but I am unclear Your Devotedly, E.W.--