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Letter ReferenceOlive Schreiner BC16/Box11/Fold2/Undated/86
ArchiveUniversity of Cape Town, Manuscripts & Archives, Cape Town
Epistolary TypeLetter
Letter Date After Start: Wednesday February 1920 ; Before End: March 1920
Address From9 Porchester Place, Edgware Road, Westminster, London
Address To
Who ToBetty Molteno
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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 year has been written on this letter in an unknown hand. The months have been supplied by content, with Alice Greene having been buried on 31 January 1920. Schreiner was resident at Porchester Place from early April 1917 until August 1920, when she left Britain for South Africa.
1 Wednesday
3 My darling Betty
5 I sometimes feel so anxious about you. I feel as if you may not be
6very well.
8 It is so hot here today but I am keeping up wonderfully.
10 I enclose my darling Lucy’s letter & Graham Greene’s. Please
11return both
13 I also enclose you a leaflet Cron sent me about the labour party in
14South Africa. Its strange what a foreboding feeling I have about my
15going to South Africa. Of course I would never stay more than a couple
16of days with any of my friends or relations. A person always in pain
17is too distressing to live with, however much they try to hide it. I
18must find some little furnished or unfurnished rooms somewhere to
19settle down in, then I can go & spend days with my friends sometimes.
21 What good sweet beautiful friends I have. My darling Ruth says she
22will look out a list of place I can choose from when I come I passed
23Berkhampstead on the way to Hodgsons. I can’t tell you what I felt.
24Then I realized for the first time my Alice was gone, that she would
25never walk again on the banks of the canal she liked so, or over the
26hills she loved so to walk on. I seemed to see her dear figure passing
27along as it used to.
29 Good bye my darling darling. Last night was a wonderful night – full
30moon, I rode about on the top of buses till about 11 o clock to get
31air. It was splendidly clear for London
33 Olive
The enclosed letter is no longer attached.