Wm—
It is now almost exactly thirty years since I sent you a copy of my long letter to Modem Age, in which I gave my comments on several dozen mistakes in the then current issue. Modern Age has for many years been produced with care, and I haven’t had to crack the whip again in that direction. But, old shoe, what’s happening on East 35th Street? I attach a discussion of the mechanical problems in the current issue [March 19] of dear old NR and hope you’ll tie a bomb to it and place it on the appropriate desk. I couldn’t refrain from talking about one or two points that are strictly stylistic; questions of style would have covered twenty pages more, and, besides, that’s not my business any more. But I do care very much about NR and about my mother tongue, which I need not defend myself for defending. I have in that regard what Ortega so nearly calls una razón vital.




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