• Letter - Ethelwyn Wetherald "Nan Nan" to Miss Dalrymple, 16 February 1920

      Wetherald, Ethelwyn (1920-02-16)
      A letter from Ethelwyn Wetherald to Miss Dalrymple, 16 February 1920. The letter reads: "Dear Miss Dalrymple, Thank you so much for the kind letter received a few days ago. Sometimes I feel like apologizing for the magazines I send you. I wanted to send some Ladies' Home Journals but the stories were too mushy, though the pictures were beautiful. The People's Magazine I enclosed a week ago seems to me perfectly worthless, except for one admirable article by Frank Crane. I like "Life", though some things in it jar me, but it's editorials are generally good and level-headed. If I ever send you things that you have no time and little taste for, please send them on to anyone you think might care for them. As for "The Little Lame Prince" I thought it was the least I could do to send for a fresh copy when I made such a failure of mending the old one. I am sorry I have no Last Robins here at present but I will send for some before long. Talk of prophets having no honor in their own country! I think some alleged poets have too much honor. I hope sometime to bring out a book of children's verses (I enclose a few samples) and the first copy that comes from the publisher shall be addressed to you who have done so much for my little girl. Dorothy says she will bring home a book of Eugene Field's from the school library. I shall be glad to see it as I have always greatly admired his work. Now if you will forgive me for intruding on your scanty leisure with an over-lay letter I should like to explain my attitude toward my favorite brother, who has been ill so long. Sam has always lived on his nerves; he has always been too high strung, too sensitive, too prone to worry if the least little thing went wrong. His health has broken down again and again and he knows all that hospitals and sanitoriums can do for him. We have had so many happy times together. Have spent three winters in Florida, one in California, and many shorter trips to Washington, Philadelphia and Atlantic City. When he was paymaster on the Great Northern R'y he used to take me with him so far as Devil's Lake, and I have countless other pleasures to thank him for. We have so many tastes in common that it is a privilege to me to have him here. I know several people who think it must be a strain on me, but the real strain would come if he were in some sanitorium, pining for a familiar face and voice. On days when he is feeling better he talks so entertainingly and plays little games with Dorothy, and when he is at his worst I know that his right place is here with me. I never thought of it as a "duty" ____ and I know I don't deserve all the credit I get. Ever sincerely yours Dorothy's Nan Nan