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Helen Hunt Jackson letters in private collections

HHJ to Susie B. Skelding, 1884 (Collection of Len Goldberg, 2003)
Transcription available with permission of the owner. Contact for more information.

HHJ to J.R. Osgood & Co., undated (Collection of Lion Miles, 2003)
Transcribed by Jessy Randall, 2003.

J. R. Osgood & Co.

Dear Sir -

Will you be so good as to send me three copies of the "German Landlady," and "Gastein." I want to send them abroad. Now that the war is over, I suppose there can be no difficulty about sending pamphlets into Germany and France. I would like also six copies of my Verses. -

Yours truly

Helen Hunt

March 13


HHJ to "Dear Sir," August 7, 1874 (offered for sale on eBay May 2010; purchaser unknown).
Transcribed by Jessy Randall, 2010.

Col. Springs
Aug. 7 1874

Dear Sir,

Illness and other causes have conspired to prevent me from writing any Book Notices for three months. But I hope now to be able to send them to you occasionally, and enclose with this, two, which have been written for some time. 

I am going to the East to be absent some time but I shall be in the way of getting early copies of new books and will send you notices of them as often as I can.

Will you be so good as to see that two copies of every Tribune containing one of my papers, are mailed to me to the following address –

Mrs. Wm. S. Jackson
care Roberts Bros.

I will be greatly obliged to you if you will give your personal attention to this. I was much annoyed last winter at not receiving the copies as promised.

Yours truly

Helen Jackson

HHJ to “Dr. Sanger,” undated (offered for sale on eBay August 2012; purchaser unknown).
Transcribed by Jessy Randall, 2012.

[not dated, but presumably between 1852 and 1875, when she was Helen Hunt]

Dr. Sanger

Dear Sir,

I would be glad to see you in the course of today. I am ashamed to tell you what a silly thing I have done so I write it instead of having to tell you at first face to face. I believe I have poisoned myself with belladonna. I put a quantity of the [strong?] tincture on cotton wool and laid it [?] a [?] – never realizing that I should swallow it. Consequence: a sore throat. If you come over in a carriage which is roomy enough, would I be taxing your kindness too much to ask you to bring over my [Red Bud?] for the [prom?] afterwards? I found on Saturday that we had not room enough with our other things.

Yours sincerely,

Helen Hunt

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