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Letter ReferenceOlive Schreiner BC16/Box6/Fold1/July-Dec1915/21
ArchiveUniversity of Cape Town, Manuscripts & Archives, Cape Town
Epistolary TypeLetter
Letter DateMonday 13 September 1915
Address FromTrevaldwyn, Llandrindod Wells, Wales
Address To
Who ToWilliam Philip ('Will') Schreiner
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The Project is grateful to Manuscripts and Archives, University of Cape Town, for kindly allowing us to transcribe this Olive Schreiner letter, which is part of its Manuscripts and Archives Collections. The date has been written on this letter in an unknown hand. Schreiner was resident at Llandrindod Wells between late July and late October 1915.
3Dear old Man
5I don’t think I’m at all foolishly anxious about Zeps; but next time
6one comes I would be so glad if you could send me a wire “All right”.
7We do hear such stupidly exaggerated stories here. – not that I
8believe them!
10My powers of faith are on all sides exhausted. A disease of lying
11seems to have come over the world which perhaps is the worst part of
12our present condition.
14I hope it didn’t upset Fan, if the Zeps were near you.
16Georgina Brackenbury has just written to say that if I am staying on
17here she will come, so I hope to see her this week: they are belovéd folk.
19My motor car friend did not arrive. The day before she left her
20^country^ house near the South coast, a servant, (when she was out)
21foolishly left a light on in an upper room with out drawing down the
22blind; & the police called & she has a case on about it: so she may
23not come at all. Fortunately she is an Englishwoman or the matter
24might be serious. But a patient of Dr Parkers took May & myself for
25two heavenly ^country^ drives in his motor this week. This ^is^ most
26beautiful, the brilliant yellows & reds & purples are so different
27from the dull greens in most parts of England There are petals of
28bright yellow flowers near the rivers, an the commons full of heather
29gorse. I simply dread the time coming when I shall have to leave as
30the winter here is impossible they say.
32I hope you have late news from the Boy.
34Love to Fan, Muriel