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A Wonderful Original Handwritten and Signed Four-Sided Letter from Juliette Huxley to Ottoline Morrell

1938Best.-Nr. 031233UK 1938. First Edition . Paper. Good. 48mo - over 3 - 4" tall. A Wonderful Original Handwritten and Signed Four-Sided Letter from Juliette Huxley to Ottoline Morrell. Undated but C1938. The Zoological Society Regent's Park N.W.8 Primrose 2832 29 March. Dearest Ottoline I am so terribly sorry to hear that Philip is ill and under treatment; I have just phoned Milly & she gave me the news poor Ottoline how I wish this had been better - But she tells me that Philip has already benefited a lot from the rest & I do hope with all my heart that he will soon be all right again. And you will also improve your health it was sad you got a chill abroad setting you back again for a spell - luckily we are out of winter & fogs however strange the weather & time should help - I hope Dr Cameron doesn't let you tire yourself & that you are not wearing yourself with anxiety - I can't tell you how sorry how I am - dearest Ottoline. You have I expect heard from Maria about Aldous - we had a long letter Friday. He seems out of the woods thank God but how long till he is fit again Julian is taking a treatment of Prontosil which may or may not clear up the bacteria in the sinuses If not he will have to be operated soon. He is now off work for a week not a depressed as I feared Prontosil is depressing drug & a little better today - he still looks unwell. I'll let you know if he has this operation which I still wish could be avoided you feel that he can't go on like this & must get the sinuses drained. Kos is sad having lost the Irish Sweep - just when he really needed it! He is a bit worried about his home & I am preaching a House Agent to him - I can't see how he'll find a tenant otherwise. Brett is off to her desert again tomorrow. Funny old thing - unchanged really - she looks much older is fat dresses v. badly but is still like a startled bird. I thought you were very wise not to see her. I am outside her Ken; I think she has chosen well to live her life out there. Did you hear Julian got his Royal Society Fellowship the other day He was pleased. With many many wishes for your health & Philip's recovery & so much love. Juliette. Juliette Lady Huxley née Marie Juliette Baillot; 1896 -1994 was a Swiss-French sculptor and writer. She provided lifelong support to her husband British naturalist Sir Julian Huxley. Around 1915 she began working as a tutor to the daughter of Lady Ottoline Morrell at Garsington. It was there in 1916 that she met Aldous Huxley and his brother Julian. She and Julian were married in 1919. Lady Ottoline Violet Anne Morrell 1873 - 1938 was an English aristocrat and society hostess. Her patronage was influential in artistic and intellectual circles where she befriended writers including Aldous Huxley Siegfried Sassoon T. S. Eliot and D. H. Lawrence and artists including Mark Gertler Dora Carrington and Gilbert Spencer. Size is 230mm x 176mm. Condition is good. Folding creases. Ref 19237 unknown

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A Wonderful Original Handwritten Signed Eight-Sided Letter and Envelope from Juliette Huxley to Ottoline Morrell discussing her Relationship with her husband Sir Julian Huxley

1923Best.-Nr. 031234UK 1923. First Edition . Paper. Good. 48mo - over 3 - 4" tall. A Wonderful Original Handwritten Signed Eight-Sided Letter and Envelope from Juliette Huxley to Ottoline Morrell discussing her Relationship with her husband Sir Julian Huxley. Undated but circa 1923. The envelope is addressed to The Lady Ottoline Morrell Kurhaus HovenFreiberg in Brisgau Baden Germany. The letter reads 31 Hillway Highgate N.6. Mountview 5744. Dear Ottoline I should have answered your letter before but I was laid up - oh these eternal bacteriological tournaments & am still in bed slowly & so painfully recovering. I have no patience with my illnesses & resent their catching hold of my heels so cunningly. - This time the specialist came up & I hope will get at the root of the trouble & cure me somehow. Forgive this boring affair - You know too much about ill-health & I should not bore you with mine. J. has written to me that the "marriage" is off. He cabled the girl & jilted her. She is naturally v. upset - & has threatened to come over - meanwhile he has written me and wants to see me terribly - I took ill & had to put him off & shall now see him next week - He now says He never ceased loving me & wants to start over again. And of course cannot wait a day - All so unstable so unreliable - I want a man not a shuttlecock. He is obviously in a highly nervous state clutching at every straw & refusing still to look at himself calmly - He hasn't found his soul in her pocket as he hoped - & so turns to me. When will he understand that no-one but himself can give him peace - he must work & weep & hunger for it & know bitter suffering - I cannot help him until he accepts his defeat - & thereby wins his soul. I must not help him for it would destroy me again. I sound hard - I know but I have to be. The price of peace & life - Don't misunderstand me. By not helping I mean I cannot take him back now at once & listen to his self-justification. I can only stand there & leave the door ajar. And even so I tremble - It's all so minutely adjusted like acrobatic trapezes & every fault will mean more pain. And yet why should I grudge a little more pain Pain has been my enemy until she lived in me - & then she became so much a friend - But before what hell it was - could it begin again I am glad you are with Dr Martin - I think of you getting stronger & living in light - I dreamt I was choosing new curtains last night with you - in a high room; grey panelled. The walls were hung with little stripes of bright colours running up like flames - All day it has been a background to my mind lovely colours like yours. I lie in my huge bed & think of them & of lovely words linked together to make poetry like magic casements opening up on the foam of fairy lands forlorn - one's world becomes so small & almost like a nest as one lies in bed - The house has only one room the room one window - one suffices to oneself. Yes but life lies waiting on the doorstep & there will be the inescapable decisions - there will be Julian poor silly Julian! This is an absurdly long letter - & I haven't said half I wanted - I send you my love; I'd like to discover a lovely poem to send you - I find too many. Matthew Arnold has fallen fresh as a star into my room. I revel in it. You like him It is like Gower St. I'm on the doorstep since half an hour & cannot go away - Because your front door makes such a radiance about everything - & it is so warm. Dearest Ottoline good night. Juliette. Juliette Lady Huxley née Marie Juliette Baillot; 1896 -1994 was a Swiss-French sculptor and writer. She provided lifelong support to her husband British naturalist Sir Julian Huxley. Around 1915 she began working as a tutor to the daughter of Lady Ottoline Morrell at Garsington. It was there in 1916 that she met Aldous Huxley and his brother Julian. She and Julian were married in 1919. Lady Ottoline Violet Anne Morrell 1873 - 1938 was an English aristocrat and society hostess. Size is 165mm x 122mm. Condition good. R19237 unknown

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