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Correspondence from Aleister Crowley to Louis Umfreville Wilkinson
[On the Notepaper of the Hotel McAlpin, New York]
164 Fifth [New York, New York]
die
[9 July 1917]
Our letters crossed.
There are 13 fountains of Magnificent Oil always running down the Beard of the Most Holy Ancient One. Why, then, should I repine?
I’m at home early morning; best chance is to wire, I guess. It’s really a dam nuisance having no ’phone.
I haven’t a list of books here; but I do sell ’em; and please make him buy an original MS for 500 dollars and make a profit!
Come up soon, then, and we can talk it over—also the other things.
In a great hurry, taking novel to publishers.
Ti bi.
A.C.
Where’s Powys [John Cowper Powys]? I want to see him.
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