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| + | Ubi Bohemia Fuit | ||
| + | Venice, May 30 | ||
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| + | My dear Old Boy: -- A rainy Sunday -- blue gray -- blue gray -- that dismal stretch of water reminding me of the long dark Sundays of the past winter when we shivered over the stove and cursed Italy and all other cold countries. We were up at 4 this morning intending to go to Torcello. Ben, Arthur Donaldson & myself were to go in a three oared sandolo. But it blew and rained so it was useless to think of going and so we are gauming here at home -- that is Arthur and I are. | ||
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| + | I'm going to tell you how I sleep since you left. I haven't spoken of it before and I don't dare tell you why I haven't. Since we parted at Ferrara [page 2] I haven't | ||
Revision as of 13:41, 13 March 2012
Letter 3: Letters of Frank Millet to Charles Warren Stoddard: May 10, 1875 - January 3, 1900
Ubi Bohemia Fuit Venice, May 30
My dear Old Boy: -- A rainy Sunday -- blue gray -- blue gray -- that dismal stretch of water reminding me of the long dark Sundays of the past winter when we shivered over the stove and cursed Italy and all other cold countries. We were up at 4 this morning intending to go to Torcello. Ben, Arthur Donaldson & myself were to go in a three oared sandolo. But it blew and rained so it was useless to think of going and so we are gauming here at home -- that is Arthur and I are.
I'm going to tell you how I sleep since you left. I haven't spoken of it before and I don't dare tell you why I haven't. Since we parted at Ferrara [page 2] I haven't
