Trail’s End, 725 Michigan Blvd., Pasadena, California. October 8th, 1938. Mr. William S. Hart, c/o Astor Hotel Times Square New York, New York. Dear Bill: Your letter of September 26th was received and I have been trying to get a letter off to you ever since but my heart has been pretty much on the ground. I have lost one of the strongest, kindest friends and I feel so weak and helpless. I have had Ted to lean against for so long and you know he has always been a perfect tower of strength to me. If I was a little bit down, he would laugh at me and make me come out of it. He has gone to his reward and I am sure it must be a good one because all that big body gave such strength and encouragement to a weaker person. Mr. Brown said he telegraphed to you but probably did not give you any of the particulars. We do not know exactly ourselves. All I know is that the roof of the garage he was working on slipped off with him and he lit [sic] in such a way as to break the spinal column. I am sure Mamie has gotten stronger since you have been there – just to see you would be a great joy to her. I hope your grilling at the court is over and that everything came out as you wanted it to. I will be so glad to hear your voice and know you are home again. Your friendship is double now since Ted has gone on. Give Mamie my very best love. Sincerely yours, Air Mail [Transcript by Lauren B. Gerfen, 2012-08-28]