Box 1

"Dear Mrs. Bland, I have returned from my peregrinations and hope to have a few spare moments [?] my friends before starting on another trip. While in Nottingham I had a few moments' conversation with some factory girls of the better class who have joined our branch there..."

"Dear Bland, I am sorry you allowed yourself to be drawn by the [?] in [Justin? possibly the title of a publication?] last week. You were dealing with--well, blackguard is as grand as any other term for Hyndman and Co--and the best way is to let them, think lies and vituperation severely alone..."

"Dear Mrs. Langley Moore This spell of weather recalls for one so vividly that day at Versailles in 1909 that I must [scrabble?] for my memories of it. Just such a day! but even better still! The somewhat arid magnificence of this palace is overwhelming in such a temperature Le Roi [...] didn't like grass obviously and when we had crossed the red..."

"Dear Mrs. Langley Moore This is just a line to tell you that I have received your letter, as my return for the country, and that I shall be most happy to get you a sketch of some memories connected with dear E. Nesbit..."

"With Reginald Foat's grateful thanks..."

"Dear Mrs. Bland, I have given up my Sylvia office at Warwick House, and transact all business connected with the magazine here..."

Due to the filing system Doris Langley Moore kept, these letters are glued together in a manner that is impossible to separate without permanent damage.

Onionskin copy, but seems to have an original ford madox ford signature.

Consists of a mixture of materials that belonged to Edith Nesbit, her biographers (Doris Langley Moore and Julia Briggs), her daughter-in-law Gertrude Bland, and others. Includes correspondence, work product, original manuscripts, artifacts, photographs, clipping albums, oversized artwork, and a wooden writing case.

"Dear Madam, Forgive my delay in answering your letter of June 3rd but I have been ill and away from home. I also wanted to see my sister-in-law, Mrs. H. Benton [?] before writing to you as I thought perhaps she might remember some details about MissNesbit which might be of interest to you..."

"My dear Lady, I chanced to see a day or two ago an advertisement saying that your novel, of which I read parts last summer, is to appear serially in The Saturday Evening Post. It did not need that, you may be sure, to remind me of you and of Well Hall but none the less it offers a fresh occasion to congratulate you heartily..."