Correspondence from Aleister Crowley to Gerald Yorke

Die [Sunday]

Feb 14 [1932]

C∴[are] F∴[rater]

93.

Your letter to Bill [Bertha Busch]. Surely any lady has a right to stab a pal in play without these artificial aids! You do take trifles far too seriously, and are casual about things of real importance.

Bill does not drink a bottle of Korn (not come) a day. Also, you never knew me "Take to drugs", however mildly. What drugs?

What is the sense of talking about my making a "big effort"? What big effort? What is there to do that I am not doing?

You are a little impudent in calling me a 'mutt' for acting sensibly. In 1930 I expected to be back in London any day; if I was not able to do so, your defection was at least half the cause of it. That and 's [Karl Germer] double game. (By the way he is now stealing registered letters—I have had to put the authorities in Leipzig on to him. Cora [Cora Eaton] is going back to New York. I am writing her to keep in touch with me, so that I can help her promptly when it becomes possible)

I note the matter of the Naturopath (a lovely word!) But your word "j o i g n" strikes me as even better. You seem to be treating him right.

Hope to see Hamilton [Gerald Hamilton] to-morrow about [illegible] matters. Doubtless he will have your letter: may be we write a joint (or joignt?) reply.. . . .

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