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Dear Charles, My thoughts have turned to you a lot, these days. My feeling, I think, is half that of a father to you, have pure feeling of companionship, as brother. It may be you will escape the dark valley I have been in, that I am walking in now. I have had to fight for and defend the artist in myself. Once Jack Dempsey said a marvelous? thing to me. We were both at the photographers. He walked in his quick, nervous half brutal way across the room and grabbed my shoulder. "Were you ever a fighter?"