Dear Slade:

I've been thinking of you more than usual for some reason or other, and I just feel moved to say hello and get a little closer to you.

So Hello!

Nothing new here. Things go well at the University. Test tomorrow, but I have nothing to do. My assistant is a whale and he has two procters to help him. My Poetry class is at least average — maybe a little better. They work.

What is the latest about your M. S.?

The same old affection for you and Nita

John.

Did I send you a copy of the new Black Elk Speaks? Do you want a copy of the new printing of the Cycle?


Jno.