Mrs Inez Haynes Irwin
Hotel Cecil
545 Post St,
San Francisco,
Cal.

619

NEW YORK, N.Y.
STA. D
JAN 27
3:30PM
1917

Mrs Inez Haynes Irwin
545 Post St,
San Francisco,
Cal.

Mrs Inez Haynes Irwin
Hotel Cecil
545 Post St
San Francisco,
Cal.

school holiday, she has started for Barnard to make enquiries. It is
a scream.

Last night, needing something in a hurry in that cedar chest, I
just raised the top and let those magazines slide. This morning, Maud
is putting them somewhere else. "There's one advantage of her going
away," I remarked to Maud, "We do enjoy a measure of personal liberty."
But the house is very lonely without you, and Maud remarks every morn-
ing at breakfast, "The damn fool, leaving a perfectly good home like this
to go and see that Micheal Casey."

I occupied the time on the way to and from Philadelphia in trying
to scratch off that thing I'm going to do for the "for France" book.
It's a pome, and is to be headed with the statement of a munition
superintendant at Nancy to me about the behavior of his women workers
during an air raid. Here it as far as it has gone:

УМХХВЕАХХИХХКИХИХХХХХ

You bear no shining armor,
Jeanne D'Arc, Jean D'Arc,
No lance o' light with the pennon white
Jeanne D'Arc.

Your dress is fustian, coarse and mean
That reeks with oil from your loud machine;
Your little hands with the fumes are green
Jeanne D'Arc, Jeanne D'Arc.

You make no merry marches,
Jeanne D'Arc, Jeanne D'Arc,
Where the legions sing down the aisles of spring,
v Jeanne D'Arc.

You only labor from dawn to dark
Where the hammers ring and the rachets bark
And the giant girders rise grim and stark,
Jeanne D'Arc, Jeanne D'Arc.

Mrs Ing Haynes Iawn
Hotel Cecil
545 Post St,
San Francisco
Cal.

Mrs Inez Haynes Irwin
Hotel Cecil
545 Post St,
San Francisco
Cal.

Mrs. Inez Haynes Iawn
Hotel Cecil
545 Post St,
San Francisco,
Cal.

J.W. CHAPMAN, PRESIDENT

L.D. LEWIS, VICE PRESIDENT

E.L. KELLEY, JR., CASHIER

HARDIN STATE BANK

CAPITAL $50,000.00

SURPLUS & PROFITS $20,000.00

DIRECTORS:
J.W. CHAPMAN
W.E. WARREN
J.F. YOUNG
A.H. BOWMAN
L.D. LEWIS

HARDIN, MONT.

January 30, '17

Mr. Will Irwin,
C/o Saturday Evening Post,
Philadelphia,
Pa.

Dear Sir:

Your article, "The New Aristocracy," calls for an expression of thanks, it seems to me, from every lover of democracy and all that democracy means. I read it with something like a thrill. Your arguments have probably taken nebulous form in the minds of many people during the past two or three years, but who could have put them into the sentences your literary labor has enabled you to use--- except yourself? But it is not to congratulate you: it is to _thank_ you that I write; for I am convinced you wrote from the heart. In fact the restraint you put upon your feelings was apparent. If only the whole world would digest this article; if only the English-speaking races would incorporate it into their school books---what a boon it would be to mankind! I write as I feel. I cannot "get over" "The New Aristocracy." It gives me new hope. It lifts me, to some extent, out of the gloom that has surrounded me, in varying intensity, since August 1914. By Jove, I hope you live to help work out your wonderful dream---and to help others to comprehend it.

Yours sincerely,
J. P. Buschlen

person in France. As for me, I stumble along -- I shall never get it;
my ear and my memory of phrases are too old. But she has at least
helped me to keep what I have.

Goodbye for now. I love you dearest. I am glad you are having such a good time but I am lonely and homesick for you, and I long for you and the roses you bear on your bosom.

Forever,

BILL.

Still getting letters about The New Aristocracy. However -- this
is strange -- not a clipping showing that it has been commented on by
the newspapers.

NEW YORK, N.Y.
STA. D
FEB 16
4:30PM
1917

C

Mrs Inez Haynes Irwin
Hotel Cecil
345 Post St,
San Francisco,
Cal

1917

1917

Mrs Iney Haynes Irwin
Hotel Cecil
545 Post St,
San Francisco,
Cal.

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The Rutland, c/o Miss M. Fay
Tacoma, Washington, U.S.A., 2/1/18.

Son William:

I have had no letter from you since you came down from Go-
rizia. That is long, too long. What is the matter? Where are you at?
Get busy & write this minute. I have written 40 times, the last a-
bout January 9.. X 4 P.M., Pacific time, Jan.10, were you conscious
of strange vibrations in your radio-psychic center? It was indeed I.

. Lives here the widow of my first principle in Denver, man who told
somebody I was the best teacher he ever knew. Far be any vainglory
from me. I cannot feel that he ered in judgment. In some ways I was
the best I ever knew. Patient perseverance is my line. To resume.
She said Come up to my house & bring your knitting Thursday, just a
few friends. I didn't want to go, could have a better time visit-
ing myself, but it sounded simple& I knew no easy to refuse. A lit-
tle later she tele'd she had changed her plans somewhat, account she
wanted to honor a friend about to leave the city; she wished to
make her & me the Guests of Honor for the aft. Like as the fiery
mustang when he hears a rattle on the dry Arizona hillside, so I
tossed my head wildly over the dumb telephone. "Yes, & she is go-
ing to talk about the patriotic work of Henry Ford, & I wish you
wld say something, just a few words, you know, about, well, your
trip to Europe. ". Oh, yes, you can. To oblige Me. ". "Well, then,
you might talk a little about the Irwins, they went to school to
you and there are so many here who know of them." . Everyone wld be
interested now that they are so famous.". In the end I consented
to chirp a few words about those Irwins. But all joy had gone out
of life. . Dauph only giggled. I brought out my best dress, born in

Los Angeles several yrs ago, black cripduchin, with real lace drape r
y, an inheritance. She gave it the once-over & sniffed. "Can't wear
that . It is a Has been." So I wore my second best with a bunch of
violets I had to buy, there being nothing loose available in the
park which I-infestfrequent. After all was over I showed the Austral-
ian the dress; she said it was all right, only drape the lace oth-
erwise. I sat. up till 3 that night pasting on paper some of those
pictures you sent me last summer, then I had the Gorizia post card
& a picture of you from a Los A paper after yr battle of Ypres. All
my good pictures were in Yakima cold storage. When I had to think
what to say & have extracts from yr Gorizia & Geneva letters. .
There were 40 or 50 knitters , al strangers. I did well, hope to die,
I did real well. Yes. Never so much praised in all my life. & yetI
left out a lot I meant to get in before I talked about yr work now.
They just lappedup my little reminiscences, for instance about yr
showing early inclination to Write. The Indian Rights essay, & I
discouraged because you didn't work better on it, and then you
burst out, "But I don't want the Indians civilized!" (Laughter)
The only drawback to my self-approval of a Job Well Done was some
some woman asked another why I hadn't talked more about the other
dictum
Irwin. Then I recalled a reproach of yours away back, "I believe
you never like equally well two of a family. ". Was a woman there
whose son went to Stanford with you, Fogg, Frank? Dauph says he worked
awful hard to get the army post here, then dropped dead in a min-
ute in Washington, D.C. . The next thing isthat a few days later
my fame as a raconteuse had so spread that she asked me to givethe
same thingbefore another crowd, BPOE or XQZ or some such ; great
demand; people who had head once wanted it again, and others ,etc.
William, my style is so different from the regular, I was going
to say ordinary. . Flat I said wouldn't. So,

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February comes the first snow to Tacoma, fully 2 inches. And then it resumes raining. For a day the landscape looked like Denver. Mad e me think of the 34 snowstorms I shovelled off the sidewalk last winter. . February I, how are you celebrating the anniversary? x I am knitting for the Red Cross. A sweater. It will be finished on the Greek Kalends of March. . I had to knit in my youth. So many rounds before I went to bed. Used to get at the offest side of the big table from my mother & entice the cat into my lap. Soon it wld be too happy & wld purr too loud. "Put down that cat. You can't hold a cat & knit at the same time." Couldn't I? Wasn't I doing it? But pussy had to go. Hideous white woolen stockings they were, worse luck I had to wear them. Until at 17 I went out into the world & had my own cotton ones. . . Want me to do you a sweater? A sleeveless one. Or do you have all sorts, made by cute little French children.

Just say so and I will begin. x In the Red Cross room were many women running sewing machines. The Australian does surgical drossings. She says she can work like a steam shovel. I believe it.x I pause now to think how the women of Boston must be working. Not with the splendor & good clothes of the New Yorker, but with the religious fervor of the Brahmin. Their raiment will be Has-been but they will go the limit with money & time. WON to the man-person who refuses anything they ask. . Whenever I read Circulation of the Saturday Evening Post 2,000,000, or whatever, I think how far your articles penetrate; sure you are doing your share to make people comprehend. x x x Somebody gave me Christmas an O. Henry calender. A January page has, Curse the man, I say, who invented the art of going foodless. . Wonder how many copies have been sent to Hoover. I never hear a word of complaint about the meatless or wheatless. x x x Still frivolous, I go to a good movie when there is one. At other times I listen to the Australian. If you saw her in the

white lacy skirt, white waist with Irish crochet, pearl necklace,
ermine collar & muffs muff, pearl necklace, you wld exclaim Phoebe
Snow all dressed in white Goew on the road of anthracite. . . "I have
been called the best dressed woman in Tacoma. . . Rang me up & asked
why I went down town without stockings. Where did you see me? " ( ( Whe n
Venus Venus of Chidos spied, Where did Praxiteles see me thus? she cried))
-Was in the hotel window saw me getting on a car. . Well, flesh-col-
ored. . Asked me to-day to marry him for the third time. "(Meant asked
for the third time). . Mercy, no. . I was married at 16. Went to Port-
land to live. It was a lively, poker-playing crowd. And dancing. I
could dance! . The Judge gave a party for me once. Got a new dress, bright
red. But that night I had a jumping toothache. Told him to go ahead but
I couldn't be there. He said No dance without me. Called up a dentist
who said come on up & I'll bore a hole in it & fill it temporarily. So
I went. . Danced on the table, a horseshoe shape. Great days those".
She sighs, & I murmur, silently, 'Oh, my life in Egypt!' . . . We went to
Alaska. I knocked out the partition so as to have one big room. Flung
40 or 50 cushions around & invited in all the homesick young fellows
around town with their musical instruments. Some singing. . Once when
I was at the desk in the store a Finn came in, stared at my yellow head.
"Whatinhell is the matter with your hair? I was angry and my brother-in-
law rushed up. The man explained. 'In Finland we not see such color
only on children. 'My brnlw rolled on the floor. . They wanted me to
pose for a statue of the Yukon for the Exposition. I might have, I
had a beautiful figure, but there were quarrels on the committees. .
Champagne or Burgundy every night. It has brought me to this. "( I
take it that 'this' is her interior economy gone wrong.) . They called
me the best cook in Alaska. I would make a Lady Baltimore so high. It
wld be raffled off for $25. . Once a yr the Catholic church wld give
a social to raise money. I'm Epscpln. The women wld put up lunch baskets

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handsomely decorated, name in the bottom. Fried chicken, salad, olives, cake, to be raffled for. then the winter hunted up the woman& ate with her. My basket was always in demand. Once it went up to$225. He knew it was mine. I gave him the tip. Oh, it was Alaska, plenty of money, nobody cared. . There was bathtub in my house, one of the first. People came from far to see it. And I had the first set of Haviland china up there. . Once we had the Bishop of Alaska for dinner. I had turned a glass of jelyy into a dish, pased it to him, he took it all, poured cream over it & ate every bit. My sister nearly cried. . Oh, yes, he knew better, but jelly was a rarity up there. He came only once a year. " . . . She has her new silk gown one I told you about. Not even Solomon-- Looks like a sunrise in Yakima. Has a black velvet gift-dle & foxy littel buttons. Wore it to dinner last night, and I know 3 women who could have killed her. One of them is no better than she should be, maybe not so good. Doubtless they have their consolations. One has 2 ill-behaved children. . . . So I look on the world around me, William, and get what amusemet I may. I enclose a sample of the silk. Made her gimme a piece just to lok at. Yet, as silk, it is thin and I I fear it will wrinkle. Show it to Inez.

What is the matter with those Russians? Aint there any good Why didn't they stay in the ring? middle class? Where's their backbone. Wish the Japanese would come up behind and-- Oh, I forgot. Here am I posing as the one being who never talks war to you, even to say anything about yr wonderfully clear & thorough Italian articles. . In youth I revered Cavour & worried Garibaldi the red-shirted. x x x Speaking of rings, do you know that John L. Sullivan is dead. Yes. He said he made in his day$2,000,000 & spent $1,000,000 on drinks for himself & his friends. Wherefore he dies now. Sic transit gloria Bostoniae.

Hurry up & write me a copious letter. I pine.

Love in abundance to both.

Your Truelove.

149

CITY AND COUNTY OF SAN FRANCISCO

DEPARTMENT
WEIGHTS AND MEASURES

April 6, 1920

Mrs. Inez Haynes Irwin,
% American Express,
11 Rue Scribe,
Paris, France.

My dear Mrs. Irwin:

I am writing you this note to ask you to
pardon me for failing to answer some of your letters
and postals, all of which I have received. The truth
of the matter is that I have been tempted to handle the
Bond Drive in San Francisco and California, for
the Republic of Ireland, and you will realize I had
not a moment to spare.

In addition, I think, you notified me that you
received word that I was not any longer supervisor but
was now occupying the office of Sealer of Weights and
Measures. It was rather coincidental that your friend and
mine, Frank Walsh, was the big chief of the Bond Drive in
the country, and that I should be handling the drive here
in California. Frank and I exchanged some personal
correspondence and your own name and Maud's have figured
in them.

I am expecting to go to New York sometime within
the next couple of months, and will probably stay there
for two or three weeks. I wonder, if by any chance,
yourself and Bill might not be returning from Europe
so that I might have the pleasure of seeing you. I
suppose, however, should you not be in New York during
the time of my stay, which can be set at any period
within the next couple of months, that you will come
to California this winter.

Many, many changes have taken place here and
of course, we think much of the life of the town gone;
it is rather hard for one to realize that it is San
Francisco.

Let me thank you for the copy of "The Native
Son" and "The Happy Years", which I have received and
cherish. Your dedication of both to a number of us
was a very kindly thought.

Mrs. Irwin

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Peter C. McFarland and my self discuss you very often, and are most anxious to obtain from you personally your latest impressions of Europe.

Please give my kindest regards to Bill and Maud, and all of our mutual California friends you may meet in Paris or in Germany; and don't forget all of my Irish friends, many of whom I have never met, and all of whom I feel sure I have the right to feel acquainted with by the medium of our joint endeavor in behalf of Ireland.

I meant to tell you once, in answer to your inquiry, that my father was born in Mayo, in a town called Tubbercurry, and my mother was born in Galway. However, when you go to Ireland and get in the vicinity of Mayo you will, I think, have no trouble in finding the old family home which is still standing, and which is located on a ranch of some considerable dimensions. Especially, if you get a chance, please visit my Aunt who is Sister Superior of the convent at Summerhill, Athlone; She is either there or about five miles distant,- her church name is Sister Mary Amelia-Gallagher. And above all, dear Inez, shake hands with my cousins and uncles and kiss the neices and aunts and carry both back to me in dear old California;- Hand them a copy of our mutually favored song, (or sing it to them) "I Love You California"; Send them a copy of your Amazonic books - you'll shock them.

When are you going to write your story of the "White Trail" which will tell of all those wonderful sights we saw together. In a few days I am going to Stockton, Lodi, Marysville and later with some actor people to Carmel;- you remember them all don't you?

We are having some wonderful California nights which you would surely find inspiring, and I think of you very often when riding and enjoying them.

Permit me to be, with warm personal regards and every good wish,