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| Letter Reference | Letters/84 |
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| Epistolary Type | |
| Letter Date | 17 May 1885 |
| Address From | 41 Upper Baker Street, Westminster, London |
| Address To | |
| Who To | Havelock Ellis |
| Other Versions | Cronwright-Schreiner 1924: 73-4; Rive 1987: 64 |
| Permissions | Please read before using or citing this transcription |
| Legend |
When Cronwright-Schreiner prepared The Letters of Olive Schreiner, with few exceptions he then destroyed her originals. However, some people gave him copies and kept the originals or demanded the return of these; and when actual Schreiner letters can be compared with his versions, his have omissions, distortions and bowdlerisations. Where Schreiner originals have survived, these will be found in the relevant collections across the OSLO website. There is however a residue of some 587 items in The Letters for which no originals are extant. They are included here for sake of completeness. However, their relationship to Schreiners actual letters cannot now be gauged, and so they should be read with caution for the reasons given.
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1To Havelock Ellis.
241, Upper Baker St., London, 17th May.
3
4This afternoon Philip Marston and Rider Haggard called. I had such a
5dreadful time. In the middle of the visit my landlady burst open the
6door in a rage - I’ll tell you all about it when we meet. After they
7were gone the two women turned on me and stormed. They asked me if I
8had so many men always coming after me. Then they said they were much
9insulted that I hadn't asked them to come in and introduce them. I
10began to cry. ... I hope Roden Noel won't come. They will think I have
11nothing but men followers. Goodnight, Havelock, I wish I was a little
12child and God wrapt me up in his arms and took care of me. I won’t
13feel silly like that soon.
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241, Upper Baker St., London, 17th May.
3
4This afternoon Philip Marston and Rider Haggard called. I had such a
5dreadful time. In the middle of the visit my landlady burst open the
6door in a rage - I’ll tell you all about it when we meet. After they
7were gone the two women turned on me and stormed. They asked me if I
8had so many men always coming after me. Then they said they were much
9insulted that I hadn't asked them to come in and introduce them. I
10began to cry. ... I hope Roden Noel won't come. They will think I have
11nothing but men followers. Goodnight, Havelock, I wish I was a little
12child and God wrapt me up in his arms and took care of me. I won’t
13feel silly like that soon.
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