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It was in October that I last saw him -- at Woodchuck Lodge. November 22 he wrote:
I neglected to make any apologies for the long letter I wrote you the other day. I promise not to do so again. I am enclosing an old notebook of mine, filled with all sorts of jottings as you will see. I send it for a keepsake.