Franklin K. Lane — To Mr. and Mrs. Louis Hertle Gunston Hall on the Potomac
Rochester, Minnesota, May 2
DEAR PEOPLE,—What good angel ever put it into your heart to wire us—and such a warm electric message!
I tell you this is not Gunston Hall—so few birds, flowers, trees —but I like the great sweep of the sky out here. There is nothing mean about this land of ours. It gives you something, and gives it to you generously, something lovable wherever you are.
The Doctors have not decided what to do with me. … But we’ll be out of suspense this week, I expect.
I can see your garden now—fountain, hedge, roses, bird-boxes, pergola, box and all—with the dignified, stately Potomac way out yonder, beyond the cleared fields and the timber. Lucky people, and you deserve it all. No one, not even the Bolsheviks, would take it from you. Cordially yours always,