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Burton Emmett 120 WEST 32nd STREET New York

Dear Mr. Anderson I don't want to be writing you and bothering you except when I "have something to say", as the critics keep saying; but that last letter of yours seems entirely too good a one to remain unanswered- so I am writing to say that at any rate. I would have written immediately, except that for me to be crowding you into a frequent correspondence would be doing something much more selfish than I want to do. And as regards the question of prices for manuscripts, etc., all that will straighten itself out as soon as we once get acquainted- which I am so pleased and proud to hope from your letter may really happen some day. You must stop worrying about selling these things. They are a part of what any author really worth "collection" has for sale as a regular part of his "business". But when we do get acquainted I think I can show you why, or how, you and I, for the moment, have gotten out wires crossed, and with the sincerest of good intentions on both sides. This letter does not call for a reply; I honestly dont want to be encroaching on your time. I was very keen about "Death in the Woods" and have had your forthcoming book on order for weeks. Sincerest regards Burton Emmett Sept. 29, 1926.

I don't know Mr. Dreiser at all outside of his writing; but?, knowing your feeling towards him (as a writer at least) I am very, very much in hopes that in some way the "Taudy?" incident was unclear what it looked like.