I send the poems with suggestions. There's naught to say about 'em
that I've not said of your other work. Your "growth in grace" (and
other poetic qualities) is something wonderful. You are leaving my
other "pupils" so far behind that they are no longer "in it."
Seriously, you "promise" better than any of the new men in our
literature--and perform better than all but Markham in his lucid
intervals, alas, too rare.
Sincerely yours,
AMBROSE BIERCE.
[Washington,
May 22, 1901.]