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Charlotte writes about receiving Minnesota wild rice for her birthday from her local fans....  mentions my cats & hers... suggests I visit Uncle Hugo's Mystery Bookstore and the proprietor Jeff Hatfield... her trip to Colorado being absent of Swedish pastry which she always enjoyed in Minneapolis... the destruction of one of my ceramic sculptures during a firing... and a sly dig at my letter writing proclivity from which no one has ever been safe.


Sunday night

Dear Bob,

This is to symbolize that you're the berries for remembering my birthday in such a delightful way! It isn't until next Friday, so I have all that time to gloat over my card... I do like ducks that have their own kayaks... so much classier than just swimming around getting your feathers all wet. And I did not wait till the official day to sample the wild rice... I have already enjoyed some (and you better believe I did enjoy it!) and am going to serve some at luncheon tomorrow to the chairman of the board of trustees of the Goodnow Library, who will be ever so impressed. Thank Arwyn, Lady Wink, and Squirrel for me, and give them greetings from Molly, Alfred, and Max. I shall thank Dawn, Peter Jessica and Watson separately.

I'm sorry you are having such an icky time finding anybody but me whose mysteries you can tolerate. I hesitate to suggest anyone else... can only suggest that you pack a lunch and spend a few days at Uncle Hugo's browsing. No doubt Jeff would be glad of your company, provided you don't leave crumbs between the pages. Say hello to him for me, buy the way. As to this subject of literature, I am on Page 40 of THE GRUB AND STAKERS QUILT A BEE, so hang in there.

I am also sorry to find that I have such an adverse effect on weather in MPLS. Next time I come, I shall feel guilty, though that will not keep me from coming. Colorado greeted me with snow, but the snow they have there is not real snow. Somebody comes along and spreads around just enough to look pretty and then a few hours later comes back and scrapes it all off again. I was going to send you a Rocky Mountain but was not sure which one you wanted. I did not get ANY Swedish pastry there, and very little tea. They drink Pepsi, mostly.

It is too bad about the dragon... I hope the second one came through the firing unshot. That is pretty good, now that I think it over... quite spontaneous and unrehearsed, too. The rich-nik who commissioned it certainly SHOULD be willing to wait. Everyone knows it is not a good idea to try to rush a dragon.

I am going to New York next week and will give them your message, along with a threat that if they do not cooperate, you will WRITE A LETTER! Do write one to me. I think the post office should give you franking privileges, as you must be one of their best customers.

Believe me, Sir, yr.resp‚f‚l & obdt. Svt.,

Isadora Duncan


 


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