Letter 057, pg. 1
To Channing Pollock
349 East 49th Street
New York City
June 8, 1941
Mr. Channing Pollock
Shoreham, L. I.
Dear Mr. Pollock:
Thank you for your letters and—most enthusiastically—for the manuscript of “Life’s Too Short.” No, I have not been ill, but almost wish I had—it would have been pleasanter than the activity which has kept me busy during this last week. I will explain it to you when I see you—and, I think, you will forgive my silence.
I have waited to write to you until after I had read “Life’s Too Short”, which I have just finished. This is going to be a long letter, because the subject deserves it. I shall be delighted, of course, to see you on Tuesday the 10th. (Incidentally, I am only too happy if you find it convenient to “use my flat as an office,” as you put it.) I have several things I would like to discuss with you in connection with our organization. I must say here that it was great news to hear that DeWitt Emery may become our executive secretary. It would be splendid. Thank you for the printed copies of our “Declaration.” I have given a few out to some “prospects”—and I should like to tell you about their reaction when I see you.
I have not received “The Adventures of a Happy Man” as yet—and I am terribly sorry to think that it probably was lost in the mail. With your permission, I should like to inquire at the post office—I have not done so as yet.
Now, I am most eager to speak about “Life’s Too Short.” Let me say, first, that I felt very honored by your wanting my opinion of it. Since you challenged my “honesty”, I tried to bend backwards in being honest; I tried to forget my admiration for all your other works and to read it as severely and unsympathetically as I could, just hunting for flaws and for things to dislike. And—I couldn’t find any. I think “Life’s Too Short” is one of the most charming, gracious, clever and entertaining things I have ever read.
There’s my honest opinion—and I have to say it, even though you might distrust my honesty from now on. In all sincerity, I would have preferred to find something to criticize in it. But I read it with delight—and I only wished there were more of it. I told my husband some of the charming little incidents from it, and we laughed