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Dear Brother - I have not heard from you. Are you away from your desk. I am myself gone at last into this novel that has been at work in me for six months and every day I write some on it. In two weeks now I will go back to my work in Chicago but I am not much afraid that that will interrupt the flow of it.

    You yourself know something of the difficulties of such a time as I am in. I go about sincerely speaking to people and being [?] like a pregnant woman. [4 words unclear] and conversations fill my mind.

    One feels now that the difficulties are greater than in ordinary times. What a terrible