Willa Cather was born on this day in 1873.
From a letter to Alfred and Blanche Knopf, October 26, 1933:
The weather is glorious — my ankle does splendidly on a four mile walk, I’ve not tried it further. Wild clouds and very low ones, as in France; the mountain dark purple all day yesterday, the top of it powdered with snow, and the sky rolling masses of silver and purple and black from morning until night. (This sounds as if I were trying to work off some “writing” on you, but since you know the mountain, there’s some point in mentioning it’s present complexion.)From The Selected Letters of Willa Cather, ed. Andrew Jewell and Janis Stout (New York: Knopf, 2013).
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[Alfred A. Knopf published all of Cather’s works from 1920 on. I noticed it’s only after choosing this passage. Cather’s error? A transcriber’s? Who knows. And I noticed that Apple Dictation had turned Cather into Catherine only after rereading the post.]
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