| DocRefNo | CR3989/5/6/1 |
| Level | Item |
| Title | Letter to Nellie [Eleanor] Evans, daughter of Isaac Evans, from J W Cross, |
| Date | 9 Sep 1882 |
| Description | Letter, in part concerning an article a Miss Blind was intending to write for a series entitled, 'Celebrated Women'. Written from Thornhill, Sevenoaks. Signed J W Cross. |
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| Transcript | Thornhill
Sevenoaks
9 Septr 1882.
Dear Miss Evans,
I must apologise for the delay in answering your note of the 5th which was sent by mistake from Cheyne Walk to another address and only reached me here yesterday.
Thank you very much for all you write about Miss Blind. On my return from Cannes last May I heard that she had undertaken to write a volume for the series of "Celebrated women" but I have not heard what letters she proposes using. Of course no publisher would print them without permission and no doubt I shall hear further about it. I am just back from Switzerland and have been much occupied by business since my return. But the first day I can get up to Messrs Seeley the publishers of R---- E---- I shall select the best proof I can find - the impressions vary considerably and I want you to have a good one.
I must apologise for not having sent it to you sooner as I had promised. I am glad that you happened to see my sisters little volume of poems. They were well received when published some 15 or 16 years ago and went through 2 editions but like all minor poems quickly forgotten.
It is a pleasure to me to learn that your Father is better and I trust too that you have returned from Scotland refreshed by the change and feeling less the void in your home. My health is much better than it was a year ago but I am still subject to relapses and have to take care of myself. I trust in what the great man says that "Time is the nurse and breeder of all good."
I hope the Rector is well - He promised to look me up when he came to London but he has never done it. I don't remember whether I wrote your father that I am disposing of the lease of my house at Cheyne Walk. I found I never lived in it alone. It was impossible. With kindest remembrances to all your circle.
Believe me
Very truly
Yours
J. W. Cross |