Letter from Elizabeth Stoddard to Julia C Dorr

329 E15

Dear Julia

I am in dead earnest when I say that half the enjoyment of yout visit will be taken awat if that dreadful, perversity Seneca Dorr does not come with you. He can come. We expect ti lose this home on the 1st May and go to a tenement house, or worse a boarding house or the most obsecure country place, and I shall not be

able to to entertain even myself Let him bring his business with him

If he stil persists in his delusion, let himb bring you and stay as long as he care, and leave you here. I am selfish about it. At any rate we shall be enjoyable with each other. Have you seen old Mrs Dink's doings in the three magazines for Jan? The Atlantic poem is beautiful. I declare that man is a hero - never free from grinding pain his intellect is a clear and calm as ever. No one besides ourselvers ever knows how he suffers in

mind and body, in mind simply because the furture offers only hard labor, and most uncertain recompense. He had a fight with the Scribner's yesterday and scare the mean souls in the firm. but armstrong, senior partner, who is a man. told him he was right, and that he should have his rights. They used his name without asking him on the French vol of the BricaBrac, which he refused to edit, because they wanted him to take half price, being a translation: Oh this dirty earth.

All this from the Stoddards to the Dorrs.

[COPY] Stoddard, Mrs.Elizabeth Drew (Barstow) to Mrs. Julia Dorr

329 E 15

Dear Julia

I am in dead earnest when I say that half the enjoyment of your visit will be taken away if that dreadful perversity Senses Dorr does not come with you. He can come. We expect to lose this home on the 1st May and go to a tenement house, or worse a boarding house or the most obsecure country place, and I shall not be able to entertain even myself. Let him bring his business with him.

If he still persists in his delusion, let him bring you and stay as long as he can,and leave you here. I am selfish about it. At any rate we shall be enjoyable with each other. Have you seen Old Mrs Dink's doings in the three magazines for Jan? The Atlantic poem is beautiful. I declare that man is a hero-- never free from grinding pain his intellect is a clear and calm as ever. No one besides curselves ever knows how he suffers in mind and body, in mind simply because the future offers only hard labor, and most uncertain recompense. He had a fight with Scribner's yesterday and sacred the mean souls in the firm,but Armstrong, senior partner, who is a man,told him he was right,and that he should have his rights. They used his name without asking him on the French vol of the BricaBrac, which he refused to edit,because they wanted him to take half price,being a translation: Oh this dirty earth.

All this from the Stoddards to the Dorrs

Envelope addressed to Mrs Julia R.Dorr Rutland Centre Rutland Vermont