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Letter Reference | Olive Schreiner: Extracts of Letters to Cronwright-Schreiner MSC 26/2.16/67 |
Archive | National Library of South Africa, Special Collections, Cape Town |
Epistolary Type | Extract |
Letter Date | 29 May 1903 |
Address From | Kriel’s Boarding House, Beaufort West, Western Cape |
Address To | Rondebosch, Cape Town, Western Cape |
Who To | S.C. (‘Cron’) Cronwright-Schreiner |
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The Extracts of Letters to Cronwright-Schreiner were produced by Cronwright-Schreiner in preparing The Life and The Letters of Olive Schreiner. They appear on slips of paper in his writing, taken from letters that were then destroyed; many of these extracts have also been edited by him. They are artefacts of his editorial practices and their relationship to original Schreiner letters cannot now be gauged. They should be read with considerable caution for the reasons given. Cronwright-Schreiner has written the date, where it was sent from and the place it was sent to onto this extract.
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…We have had three days of the most awful dust & wind I have ever
2known in my life. Thick, thick clouds of white dust pouring in
3everywhere; if you poured water out into the basin, in a few moments
4the tap had a thick grey coating. Nothing in Kimberley, nothing in
5Johannesburg that I have ever seen was like it, & it was bitterly cold,
6 colder than Hanover. I got up this af This afternoon it was a little
7better. I got up & took my bicycle & went to the farm Hans River about
8there 3 miles from here. I had to walk nearly all the way, the wind
9was so strong. I took Neta with me… Next week I shall try Uitkyk.
10This afternoon while I was away the mierkats all them got out of the
11cage through the bars, & they went over to the house of the old Jingo
12English clergyman opposite, & the boarders & children had all to go
13out & catch them in his drawing room…
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2known in my life. Thick, thick clouds of white dust pouring in
3everywhere; if you poured water out into the basin, in a few moments
4the tap had a thick grey coating. Nothing in Kimberley, nothing in
5Johannesburg that I have ever seen was like it, & it was bitterly cold,
6 colder than Hanover. I got up this af This afternoon it was a little
7better. I got up & took my bicycle & went to the farm Hans River about
8there 3 miles from here. I had to walk nearly all the way, the wind
9was so strong. I took Neta with me… Next week I shall try Uitkyk.
10This afternoon while I was away the mierkats all them got out of the
11cage through the bars, & they went over to the house of the old Jingo
12English clergyman opposite, & the boarders & children had all to go
13out & catch them in his drawing room…
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