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n-English by herself, had appeared in England in 1837, and had been reprinted at Lowell, Massachusetts, in 1841. Margaret Fuller, in the Dial in January, 1842, Dial, II. 313. had called attention to another work from the same source: the letters that had passed, at an earlier period than the Goethe correspondence, between Bettina and her friend Caroline von Gunderode. These letters were published at Leipzig in 1840, after the death of Gunderode. They were apparently written in the years 1805-06, when Bettina was about sixteen; and she in her letters to Goethe's mother, published in Correspondence of a child, gives an account of this friend and her tragic death. Bettina is now little read, even by young people, apparently, but she then gave food for the most thoughtful. Emerson says: Once I took such delight in Plato that I thought I never should need any other book; then in Swedenborg, then in Montaigne,--even in Bettina; and Mr. Alcott records in his diary (August 2, 1839), h
August 2nd, 1839 AD (search for this): chapter 12
he years 1805-06, when Bettina was about sixteen; and she in her letters to Goethe's mother, published in Correspondence of a child, gives an account of this friend and her tragic death. Bettina is now little read, even by young people, apparently, but she then gave food for the most thoughtful. Emerson says: Once I took such delight in Plato that I thought I never should need any other book; then in Swedenborg, then in Montaigne,--even in Bettina; and Mr. Alcott records in his diary (August 2, 1839), he [Emerson] seems to be as much taken with Bettina as I am. For the young, especially, she had a charm which lasts through life, insomuch that the present writer spent two happy days on the Rhine, so lately as 1878, in following out the traces of two impetuous and dreamy young women whom it would have seemed natural to meet on any hillside path, although more than half a century had passed since they embalmed their memory there. When first at work upon this translation, Margaret F
December 10th, 1845 AD (search for this): chapter 12
isfied me, is that the whole edition was sold off in a week to the booksellers, and $85 handed to me as my share. Not that my object was in any wise money, but I consider this the signet of success. If one can be heard, that is enough; I shall send you two copies, one for yourself and one to give away, if you like. If you noticed it in a New Orleans paper, you might create a demand for it there; the next edition will be out in May. Fuller Mss. II. 769. 2 Fuller Mss. II. 793. On December 10, 1845, we find her recording in her journal the pleasure — rarer in those days than now — of receiving an English reprint, published in Clarke's Cabinet Library.2 She was then visiting Mrs. Child; and she records, also, her hope of a second American edition, but I am not aware that it ever arrived until the book was reprinted, after her death, by her brother Arthur. She also published, during her connection with the Tribune, two thin volumes of her miscellaneous writings, called Papers on
November 17th (search for this): chapter 12
n shone, and composed only on rainy days. She wrote to Mr. Emerson (November 17, 1844) :-- I have been happy now in freedom from headache and all other interruptions, and have spun out my thread as long and many-colored as was pleasing. The result I have not yet looked at; must put some days between me and it first. Then I shall revise and get it into printer's ink by Christmas, I hope. Ms. She wrote more fully, on the same day, to the Rev. W. H. Channing:-- Sunday evening, November 17th At last I have finished the pamphlet. The last day it kept spinning out beneath my hand. After taking a long walk early in one of the most noble, exhilarating sort of mornings, I sat down to write, and did not put the last stroke till near nine in the evening. Then I felt a delightful glow, as if I had put a good deal of my true life in it; as if, suppose I went away now, the measure of my footprint would be left on the earth. That was several days ago, and I do not know how it wi
May 22nd, 1845 AD (search for this): chapter 12
hor but copies to give away. It is a pathetic compensation for an unsuccessful book, that the writer at least has an abundant supply of it; and when we consider that Thoreau, eight years later, was carrying up to his garret, as unsold, seven hundred out of the thousand copies of his Week on the Concord and Merrimack, we may well feel that Miss Fuller's little book of travels was successful, if it cost her nothing. At any rate she distributed it with some freedom, writing to Mr. Emerson, May 22, 1845, Thirteen copies of Summer on the Lakes were sent to your address in Boston; five for you, four for Caroline [Sturgis], four to be sent to Sarah Clarke, through James, if you will take the trouble. There must have been, at some time, a hope of a second edition, as Miss Sarah Clarke etched some charming illustrations to accompany it, a series of which I have seen. This re-issue never came, but she sold, apparently, seven hundred copies Fuller Mss. II. 755. the whole edition of a new
November 17th, 1844 AD (search for this): chapter 12
ket, and it is not uncommon to see sets of the periodical bound up without it, as is the case with my own. She added a great deal to the essay before reprinting it, and brought it to a final completion during seven weeks delightfully spent amid the scenery of the Hudson, at Fishkill, N. Y., where she had the society of her favorite out-door companion, Miss Caroline Sturgis, lived in the open air with her when the sun shone, and composed only on rainy days. She wrote to Mr. Emerson (November 17, 1844) :-- I have been happy now in freedom from headache and all other interruptions, and have spun out my thread as long and many-colored as was pleasing. The result I have not yet looked at; must put some days between me and it first. Then I shall revise and get it into printer's ink by Christmas, I hope. Ms. She wrote more fully, on the same day, to the Rev. W. H. Channing:-- Sunday evening, November 17th At last I have finished the pamphlet. The last day it kept spinni
August 4th, 1843 AD (search for this): chapter 12
Clarke and his sister Sarah, under the guidance of their brother, William H. Clarke, of Chicago. The last named was one of Margaret Fuller's dearest friends; a man of rare gifts, a delightful out-door companion and thoroughly acquainted with the pioneer life to which he introduced his friends. Their mode of traveling seems of itself to mark a period a hundred years ago instead of forty; and is graphically described in a letter to Mr. Emerson, written on the return journey:-- Chicago, 4th August, 1843. We traveled in a way that left us perfectly free to idle as much as we pleased, to gather every flower and to traverse every wood we fancied. We were then in a strong vehicle called a lumber wagon which defied all the jolts and wrenches incident to wood paths, mud holes, and the fording of creeks; we were driven by a friend, who drove admirably, who had the true spirit which animates daily life, who knew the habits of all the fowl, and fish, and growing things, and all the warlike
October, 1843 AD (search for this): chapter 12
hed some charming illustrations to accompany it, a series of which I have seen. This re-issue never came, but she sold, apparently, seven hundred copies Fuller Mss. II. 755. the whole edition of a new book at that day being usually five hundred or a thousand. Before assuming her editorial work she found time to revise and amplify an essay which had been first published in the Dial, and had attracted far more general attention than any of her previous articles. It had appeared in October, 1843, under the name of The Great Lawsuit, or Man vs. Men, Woman vs. Women. This phrase was awkward, but well intentioned, its aim being to avert even the suspicion of awakening antagonism between the sexes. The title attracted attention, and as the edition of the Dial, in its last year, was even smaller than ever before, this number soon disappeared from the market, and it is not uncommon to see sets of the periodical bound up without it, as is the case with my own. She added a great de
November 30th, 1834 AD (search for this): chapter 12
re boast no more; only, please fate, be just and send me an angel out of this golden cloud that comes after the pelting showers I have borne so long. Fuller Mss. III. 303-305. The allusion is to George Sand's Sept Cordes de la Lyre. The project of fiction went no farther, unless her fragment of an Autobiographical romance, written in 1840, was the result of it; and her first two published books were, naturally enough, translations from the German. She had expected, as early as November 30, 1834, as appears by a letter to the Rev. F. H. Hedge, to print her translation of Goethe's Tasso. Published after her death, in her Art, Literature, and the Drama. This had failed to find a publisher; but several years later George Ripley and other friends of hers projected and carried out, to the extent of fifteen volumes, a series of Specimens of foreign literature, composed of translations from the German and French. As announced in the preface to the first volume, dated February 22
1844 AD (search for this): chapter 12
ike banks, so common in this country. Ms. Summer on the Lakes was prepared for the press after her return, with the aid of a good deal of study at the Harvard College Library; where I can well remember to have seen Miss Fuller sitting, day after day, under the covert gaze of the undergraduates who had never before looked upon a woman reading within those sacred precincts, where twenty of that sex are now employed as assistants. She was correcting the press during much of the spring of 1844, when the proof-sheets came in every evening., I expect it at night, she writes, as one might some old guardian. During this period she had many sleepless nights, as appears by her diary, with such constant headaches that she chronicles not the days when she has them but when she is without them. One day at last she writes, quite exhausted :-- I begin to be so tired of my book! It will be through next Thursday, but I'm afraid I shall feel no better then, because dissatisfied with thi
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