It is pleasant to know that you are not easily discouraged by the
croaking of such ravens as I, and I confess that the matter of the
"civic centre" supplies some reason to hope for prosperity to the
Cahill projection--which (another croak) will doubtless bear some
other man's name, probably Hayford's or Woodward's.
I sent the "Argonaut" article to my friend Dr. Franklin, of
Schenectady, a "scientific gent" of some note, but have heard nothing
from him.
I'm returning the "Chronicle" article, which I found interesting. If I
were not a writer without an "organ" I'd have a say about that
projection. For near four years I've been out of the newspaper game--a
mere compiler of my collected works in twelve volumes--and shall
probably never "sit into the game" again, being seventy years old. My
work is finished, and so am I.
Luck to you in the new year, and in many to follow.
Sincerely yours,
AMBROSE BIERCE.
[The Olympia Apartments, Washington, D. C.,
I prefer to get my letters at this address. Make a memorandum of it.
January 28, 1913.]