TAVISTOCK HOUSE, _Wednesday, June 30th, 1855._
MY DEAR MRS. WINTER,
I am truly grieved to hear of your affliction in the loss of your darling baby. But if you be not, even already, so reconciled to the parting from that innocent child for a little while, as to bear it gently and with a softened sorrow, I know that that not unhappy state of mind must soon arise. The death of infants is a release from so much chance and change--from so many casualties and distresses--and is a thing so beautiful in its serenity and peace--that it should not be a bitterness, even in a mother"s heart. The simplest and most affecting pa.s.sage in all the n.o.ble history of our Great Master, is His consideration for little children, and in reference to yours, as many millions of bereaved mothers poor and rich will do in reference to theirs until the end of time, you may take the comfort of the generous words, "And He took a child, and set it in the midst of them."
In a book, by one of the greatest English writers, called "A Journey from this World to the Next," a parent comes to the distant country beyond the grave, and finds the little girl he had lost so long ago, engaged in building a bower to receive him in, when his aged steps should bring him there at last. He is filled with joy to see her, so young--so bright--so full of promise--and is enraptured to think that she never was old, wan, tearful, withered. This is always one of the sources of consolation in the deaths of children. With no effort of the fancy, with nothing to undo, you will always be able to think of the pretty creature you have lost, _as a child_ in heaven.
A poor little baby of mine lies in Highgate cemetery--and I laid her just as you think of laying yours, in the catacombs there, until I made a resting-place for all of us in the free air.
It is better that I should not come to see you. I feel quite sure of that, and will think of you instead.
G.o.d bless and comfort you! Mrs. d.i.c.kens and her sister send their kindest condolences to yourself and Mr. Winter. I add mine with all my heart.
Affectionately your friend.
[Sidenote: Mr. Wilkie Collins.]
TAVISTOCK HOUSE, _Sunday, 8th July, 1855._
MY DEAR COLLINS,
I don"t know whether you may have heard from Webster, or whether the impression I derived from Mark"s manner on Friday may be altogether correct. But it strongly occurred to me that Webster was going to decline the play, and that he really has worried himself into a fear of playing Aaron.
Now, when I got this into my head--which was during the rehearsal--I considered two things:--firstly, how we could best put about the success of the piece more widely and extensively even than it has yet reached; and secondly, how you could be best a.s.sisted against a bad production of it hereafter, or no production of it. I thought I saw immediately, that the point would be to have this representation noticed in the newspapers. So I waited until the rehearsal was over and we had profoundly astonished the family, and then asked Colonel Waugh what he thought of sending some cards for Tuesday to the papers. He highly approved, and I yesterday morning directed Mitch.e.l.l to send to all the morning papers, and to some of the weekly ones--a dozen in the whole.
I dined at Lord John"s yesterday (where Meyerbeer was, and said to me after dinner: "Ah, mon ami ill.u.s.tre! que c"est n.o.ble de vous entendre parler d"haute voix morale, a la table d"un ministre!" for I gave them a little bit of truth about Sunday that was like bringing a Sebastopol battery among the polite company), I say, after this long parenthesis, I dined at Lord John"s, and found great interest and talk about the play, and about what everybody who had been here had said of it. And I was confirmed in my decision that the thing for you was the invitation to the papers. Hence I write to tell you what I have done.
I dine at home at half-past five if you are disengaged, and I shall be at home all the evening.
Ever faithfully.
NOTE (by Mr. Wilkie Collins).--This characteristically kind endeavour to induce managers of theatres to produce "The Lighthouse," after the amateur performances of the play, was not attended with any immediate success. The work remained in the author"s desk until Messrs. Robson and Emden undertook the management of the Olympic Theatre. They opened their first season with "The Lighthouse;" the part of Aaron Gurnock being performed by Mr. F.
Robson.--W. C.
[Sidenote: Miss Emily Jolly.]
3, ALBION VILLAS, FOLKESTONE, KENT, _Tuesday, 17th July, 1855._
DEAR MADAM,[62]
Your ma.n.u.script, ent.i.tled a "Wife"s Story," has come under my own perusal within these last three or four days. I recognise in it such great merit and unusual promise, and I think it displays so much power and knowledge of the human heart, that I feel a strong interest in you as its writer.
I have begged the gentleman, who is in my confidence as to the transaction of the business of "Household Words," to return the MS. to you by the post, which (as I hope) will convey this note to you. My object is this: I particularly entreat you to consider the catastrophe.
You write to be read, of course. The close of the story is unnecessarily painful--will throw off numbers of persons who would otherwise read it, and who (as it stands) will be deterred by hearsay from so doing, and is so tremendous a piece of severity, that it will defeat your purpose. All my knowledge and experience, such as they are, lead me straight to the recommendation that you will do well to spare the life of the husband, and of one of the children. Let her suppose the former dead, from seeing him brought in wounded and insensible--lose nothing of the progress of her mental suffering afterwards when that doctor is in attendance upon her--but bring her round at last to the blessed surprise that her husband is still living, and that a repentance which can be worked out, _in the way of atonement for the misery she has occasioned to the man whom she so ill repaid for his love, and made so miserable_, lies before her. So will you soften the reader whom you now as it were harden, and so you will bring tears from many eyes, which can only have their spring in affectionately and gently touched hearts. I am perfectly certain that with this change, all the previous part of your tale will tell for twenty times as much as it can in its present condition. And it is because I believe you have a great fame before you if you do justice to the remarkable ability you possess, that I venture to offer you this advice in what I suppose to be the beginning of your career.
I observe some parts of the story which would be strengthened, even in their psychological interest, by condensation here and there. If you will leave that to me, I will perform the task as conscientiously and carefully as if it were my own. But the suggestion I offer for your acceptance, no one but yourself can act upon.
Let me conclude this hasty note with the plain a.s.surance that I have never been so much surprised and struck by any ma.n.u.script I have read, as I have been by yours.
Your faithful Servant.
[Sidenote: The same.]
3, ALBION VILLAS, FOLKESTONE, _July 21st, 1855._
DEAR MADAM,
I did not enter, in detail, on the spirit of the alteration I propose in your story; because I thought it right that you should think out that for yourself if you applied yourself to the change. I can now a.s.sure you that you describe it exactly as I had conceived it; and if I had wanted anything to confirm me in my conviction of its being right, our both seeing it so precisely from the same point of view, would be ample a.s.surance to me.
I would leave her new and altered life to be inferred. It does not appear to me either necessary or practicable (within such limits) to do more than that. Do not be uneasy if you find the alteration demanding time. I shall quite understand that, and my interest will keep. _When_ you finish the story, send it to Mr. Wills. Besides being in daily communication with him, I am at the office once a week; and I will go over it in print, before the proof is sent to you.
Very faithfully yours.
1855.[63]
[Sidenote: Captain Morgan.]
DEAR FRIEND,[64]
I am always delighted to hear from you. Your genial earnestness does me good to think of. And every day of my life I feel more and more that to be thoroughly in earnest is everything, and to be anything short of it is nothing. You see what we have been doing to our valiant soldiers.[65]
You see what miserable humbugs we are. And because we have got involved in meshes of aristocratic red tape to our unspeakable confusion, loss, and sorrow, the gentlemen who have been so kind as to ruin us are going to give us a day of humiliation and fasting the day after to-morrow. I am sick and sour to think of such things at this age of the world. . . .
I am in the first stage of a new book, which consists in going round and round the idea, as you see a bird in his cage go about and about his sugar before he touches it.
Always most cordially yours.
FOOTNOTES:
[57] The Editors have great pleasure in publishing another note to Mr.
Thackeray, which has been found and sent to them by his daughter, Mrs.
Ritchie, since the publication of the first two volumes.
[58] Chairman of the "Administrative Reform League" Meeting at Drury Lane Theatre.
[59] Mr. Higgins, best known as a writer in _The Times_, under the name of "Jacob Omnium."
[60] The Members of the Administrative Reform League.
[61] Mrs. Winter, a very dear friend and companion of Charles d.i.c.kens in his youth.
[62] Miss Emily Jolly, auth.o.r.ess of "Mr. Arle," and many other clever novels.
[63] This, and another Letter to Captain Morgan which appears under date of 1860, were published in _Scribner"s Monthly_, October, 1877.
[64] Captain Morgan was a captain in the American Merchant Service. He was an intimate friend of Mr. Leslie, R.A. (the great painter), by whom he was made known to Charles d.i.c.kens.