24. Nov. 1927
I have been speeded up. From here to Dallas, five hours by train, on Sunday. Monday two hours more to a large womenís College at Denton1 for a reading that night. Then by train from there at midnight to Oklahoma City, changing cars and lines twice, the last part of the trip being over the roughest kind of line in the worst kind of car, from four to nine a.m when I reached Oklahoma City, and fell into a taxi without shave or lave or breakfast, to be hurled out to the University2 15 miles away for a reading at ten. Arrived with a minute to spare. Huge audience, but I had enough left to hold them, praise be! Then back here for a day and expecting to go on to San Antonio to-night.
I have readings on the 28, 29, 30, and 2nd.3 After that I donít know yet, but hardly expect more. After that I shall be pointed East.
I cannot make New Mexico and Sanata Fe [sic] the beautiful, but I want to see San Antonio, said to be the most interesting Texas city.
Now I must go to a Thanksgiving luncheon.
Ever and ever
all that is left