[ New York City] February 17, 1919
Dear Upton Sinclair-- 1
I got your appreciative note in regard to the Blue Pencil--for which thanks. And I should have written you then, but neglected it.
The truth is I am no longer at Whittier, no longer at Stanford, in fact lost to you geographically and politically, serving as a sort of apprentice editor on The New Republic. 2 My tenure depends upon my ability to tone down to a judicial attitude--or to go over to the literary end and write book reviews or essays. A choice between dodging and evading. But this is not to the point.
I am glad you remembered me, and hope you will be in New York sometime that we may meet. The jolly good times are on, bedad; we live in the spring of centuries, and your magazine is thawing a good deal of ice. When the blue bonnets go over the border I hope to be along.
Sincerely Maxwell Anderson