I have at last finished writing "The Pride of Palomar." It isn't at all what I wanted it to be; it isn't at all what I planned it to be, but it does contain something of what you and I both feel, something of what you wanted me to put into it. Indeed, I shall always wish to think that it contains just a few faint little echoes of the spirit of that old California that was fast vanishing when I first disturbed the quiet of the Mission Dolores with infantile shrieks--when you first gazed upon the redwood-studded hills of Sonoma County. You adventured with me in my quest for local color for "The Valley of the Giants," in Northern California; you performed a similar service in Southern Californ…
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