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frail gray matter. Just at this moment I'm in a condition of mind and body bordering on lunacy for I have a look to illustrate, a story to write, some verses and drawings to do for the [[?]] (in a hurry) some plates to finish (by Tuesday) the the printmakers show, [[strikethrough]] an [[/strikethrough]] one-man exhibition to make for (Downtown Gallery), a speech to make this Saturday, I am teaching a class twice week in Englewood, -am also offered a job in a school which I cant afford to refuse, am still working on the Board of Control at the League, and I have no clothes. In addition to which Sandy has a touch of tonsilitis and Alex is annoyed because I have done nothing lately for the New Yorker. I have been printing