GE to Sara Sophia Hennell, London, [January 1854]
Title
GE to Sara Sophia Hennell, London, [January 1854]
Title
GE to Sara Sophia Hennell, London, [January 1854]
Sender
George Eliot
Recipient
Sara Sophia Hennell
Date(s)
- 1854-01
Place
London
Letter Content
GE to Sara Sophia Hennell, London, [January 1854]
MS: Yale. Endorsed: To S. S. Hennell, Jany 17. 1854. Hitherto unpublished.
My dear Sara
It has struck me while writing this morning that you may some times mistake Feuerbach's habitual amplification, which I think it necessary to preserve, for a "whichever-you-please-my-little-dear" of my own, and so play the devil by crossing out what should be kept in. By the bye, let all your crossings be in pencil and then there will be no danger. This word to the wise will suffice. You will now be awake to the distinction. Pray get rid of as many dashes as possible. What I put in are always
Feuerbach's. Here is a story for you. Carlyle, meeting FitzBall 431 said, "How is it I never see your name as a dramatic author now?" "Oh" (very much through the nose) "I'm comfortable now; my mother's dead." That mustn't be put in the paper or told to any one. But it will make you all laugh for three minutes -- not a trifling boon in this world.
Your faithful
Pollian.
MS: Yale. Endorsed: To S. S. Hennell, Jany 17. 1854. Hitherto unpublished.
My dear Sara
It has struck me while writing this morning that you may some times mistake Feuerbach's habitual amplification, which I think it necessary to preserve, for a "whichever-you-please-my-little-dear" of my own, and so play the devil by crossing out what should be kept in. By the bye, let all your crossings be in pencil and then there will be no danger. This word to the wise will suffice. You will now be awake to the distinction. Pray get rid of as many dashes as possible. What I put in are always
Feuerbach's. Here is a story for you. Carlyle, meeting FitzBall 431 said, "How is it I never see your name as a dramatic author now?" "Oh" (very much through the nose) "I'm comfortable now; my mother's dead." That mustn't be put in the paper or told to any one. But it will make you all laugh for three minutes -- not a trifling boon in this world.
Your faithful
Pollian.
Signature
Pollian.
Citation
George Eliot, GE to Sara Sophia Hennell, London, [January 1854], Complete George Eliot Letters(2026), George Eliot Archive, edited by Beverley Park Rilett. https://GeorgeEliotArchive.org, Accessed September 7, 2026. https://georgeeliotarchive.org/items/show/93977