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Autograph letter signed : London, to Dr. Baldwin, 1898 May 29.

BIB_ID
397265
Accession number
MA 8732.68
Creator
James, Henry, 1843-1916.
Display Date
1898 May 29.
Credit line
Gift of Mrs. Arthur Bliss Lane and Mrs. Stanley B. Hawks, 1968.
Description
1 item (6 pages) ; 25.3 x 20.3 cm + envelope
Notes
Part of a collection of letters from Henry James to Dr. William W. Baldwin between 1887 and 1900 (MA 8732.1-75). This collection is part of a much larger collection of letters to Dr. Baldwin from authors, English royalty and other luminaries of the period, including Samuel Clemens, William Dean Howells, Sarah Orne Jewett, Henry Cabot Lodge, Booth Tarkington, Edith Wharton and Constance Fenimore Woolson. See MA 3564 for more information on the complete Baldwin collection.
Written on stationery embossed "34, De Vere Gardens. W."
Provenance
Gift of Mrs. Arthur Bliss Lane and Mrs. Stanley B. Hawks, 1968.
Summary
Expressing his sadness at hearing of his "new trouble & can only think of you in it with the tenderest sympathy. Alas, alas, - all the more that I don't understand the nature of your so strange & rare complaint - can only gather that it has been a woeful & with your anxieties & fatigues on top of it, an all but mortal thing for you. Unless, my dear Baldwin, it is really what old-fashioned people call a blessing in disguise - the thing to make you, under pain of death - that is under penalty of death by pain - take at last the real time of rest that nothing else has ever [illegible] from you. Even now I fear I shall believe in your resting only when I see it. If I can see it I shall see it with joy. I'm, in other words, almost resigned to knowing you have something the matter with you the issue from which does depend definitely on yourself. For God's sake, face the situation. I shall be delighted to behold you here. I leave town sometime in June - for Lamb House, Rye : that is my country address. I fear I shan't get away before the 20th. I am too busy, too poor & too - many other things, to travel. Going to Italy is, for the present, a pure luxury... which I cannot afford. I need - woe is me - to concentrate. Well, come & concentrate with me. Come down & see me at Rye - I can always give you a bed & a beefsteak. But you say nothing of when. Do give me more news...I don't speak to you either of the miserable Milan or of the horrid Cuba. Basta cosi. But I affectionately embrace you & am ever, my dear Baldwin, constantly & tenderly yours..."