Manuscripts/Mixed Material Letter from Aaron Copland to his parents, November 20, 1921.
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207 Bd. Raspail
Nov. 20, 1921
Dear Ma & Pa, --
To-day I received your letter dated the 18th with the enclosed letter that had been returned. I naturally was sorry to hear you were so put out, first, because I have received all your other letters, and secondly, because the mistake in addressing the envelopes is so very slight. Instead of writing 207 always put a line thru the seven like this 207. Pop can tell you that that is the way they make sevens in Europe. Generally the post office has brains enough to understand an American seven but was stupid about that particular letter. So in future, to be sure, don't forget the 207 like that, as I have it on the top of the page. As I have not yet received the box of candy I am afraid something has gone wrong with it. But, of course, that can always be remedied. Anyway lets hope all this silly fuss is now finished. The pictures you sent were naturally very welcome, Sally looking very intelligent as usual -- but slightly ferocious!
I suppose by this time you must be tired of waiting for my piece to come and I don't blame you. About a week ago I received the proofs, and corrected them, but the printer had made so many mistakes that I will have to see a second copy of the proofs. These I am now awaiting. After I correct those, it won't take long before I send you a copy at least.
Last night, my teacher, Mlle. Boulanger had a soirée, to which I was invited. I got all togged out in my tuxedo as usual. It was extremely exciting as there were several very famous musicians of France there. Some day when I get particularly ambitious, I shall take a picture in that costume of mine. But I'm sure you'll never recognize me.
I wrote a letter to a friend of mine named Elwell, who was in the composition class at Fontainebleau and who is now living in London, asking him how things were there. He wrote back a very nice letter, so you see I will have someone to show me around the town. Also I received a note from Italy from Becky Jacobsen, one of the Jacobsen daughters of the Fairmount Jacobsens. She is to be in Paris soon, stopping at one of the swellest hotels here and has asked me to call on her. I guess I will.
I have been getting letters from all the boys, Aaron Schaffer and also Miss Rutenberg. She is still studying with Adler and keeps him informed of all my doings.
Now heres a job for Lil: -- I need some of my music that I left home and cannot buy here. She will find them among a small pile of music which is enclosed in wrappers made of dark brown paper that I took from the store. This pile used to be on top of the music cabinet. The name of the composer, which will be on the outside wrapper, is Ernest BLOCH. There are four or five songs by Bloch enclosed, which I wish you would send me as soon as possible. I may ask Sidney Rooff to buy me some other music at Schirmers and tell him to send you the bill. He will pay for it, and you send him the money.
I think I've written all the news. I still don't know the exact date when my quartet will be played.
Love to all.