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           Your

           last,thatdissertationonarchitecture,wasperfectlyawful—

           so"highbrow"thatIpictureyoulivinginanintellectualand

           emotionalvacuum;andbewareoftryingtoclassifypeopletoo

           definitelyintotypes;youwillfindthatallthroughtheiryouth

           theywillpersistannoyinglyinjumpingfromclasstoclass,and

           bypastingasuperciliouslabeloneveryoneyoumeetyouare

           merelypackingaJack-in-the-boxthatwillspringupandleerat

           youwhenyoubegintocomeintoreallyantagonisticcontactwith

           theworld.AnidealizationofsomesuchamanasLeonardoda

           Vinciwouldbeamorevaluablebeacontoyouatpresent.

           Youareboundtogoupanddown,justasIdidinmyyouth,but

           dokeepyourclarityofmind,andiffoolsorsagesdareto

           criticisedon’tblameyourselftoomuch.

           Yousaythatconventionisallthatreallykeepsyoustraightin

           this"womanproposition";butit’smorethanthat,Amory;it’s

           thefearthatwhatyoubeginyoucan’tstop;youwouldrunamuck,

           andIknowwhereofIspeak;it’sthathalf-miraculoussixthsense

           bywhichyoudetectevil,it’sthehalf-realizedfearofGodin

           yourheart.

           Whateveryourmetierprovestobe—religion,architecture,

           literature—I’msureyouwouldbemuchsaferanchoredtothe

           Church,butIwon’triskmyinfluencebyarguingwithyoueven

           thoughIamsecretlysurethatthe"blackchasmofRomanism"

           yawnsbeneathyou.Dowritemesoon.

           Withaffectionateregards,THAYERDARCY.