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Letter ReferenceHRC/OliveSchreinerLetters/OS-JohnHodgson/79
ArchiveHarry Ransom Center, University of Texas, Austin
Epistolary TypeLetter
Letter Date1 July 1915
Address FromKensington Palace Mansions, De Vere Gardens, Kensington, London
Address To
Who ToJohn Hodgson
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The Project is grateful to the Harry Ransom Humanities Research Center, the University of Texas at Austin, for kindly allowing us to transcribe this Olive Schreiner letter, which is part of its Manuscript Collections. The date has been written on this letter in an unknown hand. The letter is on printed headed notepaper.
1Telephone: 3675 Kensington.
2Telegrams: Apartment, London.
4Kensington Palace Mansions & Hotel,
5De Vere Gardens, W.
7Dear Mr Hodgson
9Thank you very much. I shall not be free next Saturday or Sunday, but
10will be the next. I think the afternoon is the best time. I don’t
11leave my room till 1 o’clock, & the late evening is so delightful on
12the river.
14No I won’t revise your play. I loath criticizing or or discussing
15with them anything any one else writes, as ^much as^ I would loath their
16criticizing or dis-cussing my work. They can do it as ^much^ they like,
17but not to me! You see it puts one in a horribly painful position –
18either one must lie, which I will not do; or, one must cause intense
19pain & seem rude, which I cannot bear -, I will not do either. – why
20should I have to do either? If your asked me to sew buttons on your
21coat, or bake you some bread or nurse you if you were ill – I would
22do it gladly; but I will not criticize either your thoughts, or your
25If ever you produce a real original work of art you will not want any
26ones criticism or any ones opinions; you will paint the picture as you
27saw it in your brain, or write down the words as you heard them sing
28to you in your heart. Art is not created by willing; it springs up
29within the being ^of the artist^ & reveals itself to him.
31No one can tell him what he only heard & saw!
33Good bye
34Yours ever
35Olive Schreiner
A play by Hodgson, who seems to have published his more literary writing as Lawrence Hodgson and his engineering work as John L. Hodgson, has not been traced.