Letter from Frances Hodgkins to Hannah Ritchie
Date
17 Nov 1922
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Catalogue number
FHL027
Date
17 Nov 1922
Transcript
Studio – Friday
My dear Hannah
I send back 2 of the cheques just come & will forward the 3rd when it turns up. I have no mental agility to do more than this as the tortoise is in the act of being overhauled & put right & the Studio is too cold so I am going for a ramble in the lanes to pick you some berries. Miss Falkner left my coal box full so I can pile it on & keep warm. Some kind hearted woman has written through Elleyne Wilson offering to pay my coal bill for the winter & wishes to remain anonymous. I knew you would be glad to hear of this. It is pretty of her isn’t it.
Dorothy would love my kitten. Abraham (Mr Potter) & his Spouse have been feeding him on the fat of the land & he looks so handsome & jimpy in his winter coat. What a change one short month can make in a young cat. I hardly knew him but he knows me alright & bounces up & down me for joy. I hear Miss Falkner one dark night mistook the black cat next door for mine & shut the wrong one in & the right one out – with direst results. It seems ages since I left you. I wish that I, & not this letter, could be on your door mat tomorrow. The change from your cosy warm flat to the barn is too violent & what a grey world without music.
Polling Day passed quietly – there was more excitement when Mrs Ketlewell was elected councillor. The mystery of Mr G still unsolved. A bientot. It is people like you & D. who make the world go round. Yrs every affectionately Frances Hodgkins
My dear Hannah
I send back 2 of the cheques just come & will forward the 3rd when it turns up. I have no mental agility to do more than this as the tortoise is in the act of being overhauled & put right & the Studio is too cold so I am going for a ramble in the lanes to pick you some berries. Miss Falkner left my coal box full so I can pile it on & keep warm. Some kind hearted woman has written through Elleyne Wilson offering to pay my coal bill for the winter & wishes to remain anonymous. I knew you would be glad to hear of this. It is pretty of her isn’t it.
Dorothy would love my kitten. Abraham (Mr Potter) & his Spouse have been feeding him on the fat of the land & he looks so handsome & jimpy in his winter coat. What a change one short month can make in a young cat. I hardly knew him but he knows me alright & bounces up & down me for joy. I hear Miss Falkner one dark night mistook the black cat next door for mine & shut the wrong one in & the right one out – with direst results. It seems ages since I left you. I wish that I, & not this letter, could be on your door mat tomorrow. The change from your cosy warm flat to the barn is too violent & what a grey world without music.
Polling Day passed quietly – there was more excitement when Mrs Ketlewell was elected councillor. The mystery of Mr G still unsolved. A bientot. It is people like you & D. who make the world go round. Yrs every affectionately Frances Hodgkins
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