GE to John Blackwood, [Wandsworth], 24 February 1859
Title
GE to John Blackwood, [Wandsworth], 24 February 1859
Title
GE to John Blackwood, [Wandsworth], 24 February 1859
Sender
George Eliot
Recipient
John Blackwood
Date(s)
- 1859-02-24
Place
[Wandsworth]
Letter Content
GE to John Blackwood, [Wandsworth], 24 February 1859
MS: National Library of Scotland. Mostly published: Cross, II, 85-88.
February 24. 59.
My dear Sir
Mrs. Carlyle's ardent letter will interest and amuse you. I reckon it among my best triumphs that she found herself "in charity with the whole human race" when she laid the book down. I want the philosopher himself to read it because the pre-philosophic period -- the childhood and poetry of his life -- lay among the furrowed fields and pious peasantry. If he could be urged to read a novel! I should like, if possible, to give him the same sort of pleasure he has given me in the early chapters of Sartor, 46 where he describes little Diogenes eating his porridge on the wall in sight of the sunset, and gaining deep wisdom from the contemplation of the pigs and other "higher animals" of Entepfuhl.
Your critic was not unjustly severe [on] the Mirage Philosophy 47 -- and I confess the "Life of Frederic" was a painful book to me in many respects; and yet I shrink, perhaps superstitiously, from any written or spoken word which is as strong as my inward criticism.
I needed your letter very much, for when one lives apart from the world, with no opportunity of observing the effect of books except through the newspapers, one is in danger of sinking into the foolish belief that the day is past for the recognition of genuine truthful writing, in spite of recent experience that the newspapers are no criterion at all.
One such opinion as Mr. Caird's outweighs a great deal of damnatory praise from ignorant journalists.
It is a wretched weakness of my nature to be so strongly affected by these things -- and yet, how is it possible to put one's best heart and soul into a book and be hardened to the result -- be indifferent to the proof whether or not one has really a vocation to speak to one's fellow-men in that way? Of course one's vanity is at work; but the main anxiety is something entirely distinct from vanity. You see, I mean you to understand that my feelings are very respectable, and such as it will be virtuous in you to gratify with the same zeal as you have always shown.
The packet of newspaper notices is not come yet. I will take care to return it when it has come. The best news from London hitherto is that Mr. Dallas 48 is an enthusiastic admirer of Adam. I ought to except Mr. Langford's reported opinion, which is that of a person who has a voice of his own, and is not a mere echo. Otherwise, Edinburgh has sent me much more encouraging breezes than any that have come from the sweet south. I wonder if all your other authors are as greedy and exacting as I am. If so, I hope they appreciate your attention as much as
Yours ever truly
George Eliot.
P.T.O.
I have reopened my letter to ask you if you will oblige me by writing a line to Mrs. Carlyle 49 for me. I don't like to leave her second letter (she wrote a very kind one about the C.S.) 50 without any sort of notice. Will you tell her that the sort of effect she declares herself to have felt from "Adam Bede" is just what I desire to produce -- gentle thoughts and happy remembrances; and I thank her heartily for telling me so warmly and generously what she has felt. That is not a pretty message -- revise it for me, pray, for I am weary and ailing and thinking of a sister who is slowly dying. 51
MS: National Library of Scotland. Mostly published: Cross, II, 85-88.
February 24. 59.
My dear Sir
Mrs. Carlyle's ardent letter will interest and amuse you. I reckon it among my best triumphs that she found herself "in charity with the whole human race" when she laid the book down. I want the philosopher himself to read it because the pre-philosophic period -- the childhood and poetry of his life -- lay among the furrowed fields and pious peasantry. If he could be urged to read a novel! I should like, if possible, to give him the same sort of pleasure he has given me in the early chapters of Sartor, 46 where he describes little Diogenes eating his porridge on the wall in sight of the sunset, and gaining deep wisdom from the contemplation of the pigs and other "higher animals" of Entepfuhl.
Your critic was not unjustly severe [on] the Mirage Philosophy 47 -- and I confess the "Life of Frederic" was a painful book to me in many respects; and yet I shrink, perhaps superstitiously, from any written or spoken word which is as strong as my inward criticism.
I needed your letter very much, for when one lives apart from the world, with no opportunity of observing the effect of books except through the newspapers, one is in danger of sinking into the foolish belief that the day is past for the recognition of genuine truthful writing, in spite of recent experience that the newspapers are no criterion at all.
One such opinion as Mr. Caird's outweighs a great deal of damnatory praise from ignorant journalists.
It is a wretched weakness of my nature to be so strongly affected by these things -- and yet, how is it possible to put one's best heart and soul into a book and be hardened to the result -- be indifferent to the proof whether or not one has really a vocation to speak to one's fellow-men in that way? Of course one's vanity is at work; but the main anxiety is something entirely distinct from vanity. You see, I mean you to understand that my feelings are very respectable, and such as it will be virtuous in you to gratify with the same zeal as you have always shown.
The packet of newspaper notices is not come yet. I will take care to return it when it has come. The best news from London hitherto is that Mr. Dallas 48 is an enthusiastic admirer of Adam. I ought to except Mr. Langford's reported opinion, which is that of a person who has a voice of his own, and is not a mere echo. Otherwise, Edinburgh has sent me much more encouraging breezes than any that have come from the sweet south. I wonder if all your other authors are as greedy and exacting as I am. If so, I hope they appreciate your attention as much as
Yours ever truly
George Eliot.
P.T.O.
I have reopened my letter to ask you if you will oblige me by writing a line to Mrs. Carlyle 49 for me. I don't like to leave her second letter (she wrote a very kind one about the C.S.) 50 without any sort of notice. Will you tell her that the sort of effect she declares herself to have felt from "Adam Bede" is just what I desire to produce -- gentle thoughts and happy remembrances; and I thank her heartily for telling me so warmly and generously what she has felt. That is not a pretty message -- revise it for me, pray, for I am weary and ailing and thinking of a sister who is slowly dying. 51
Signature
George Eliot.
Citation
George Eliot, GE to John Blackwood, [Wandsworth], 24 February 1859, Complete George Eliot Letters(2026), George Eliot Archive, edited by Beverley Park Rilett. https://GeorgeEliotArchive.org, Accessed September 7, 2026. https://www.georgeeliotarchive.org/items/show/92569