Publisher's Synopsis
Book Size: 8 1/2" x 11.
Pages: Grayscale.
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A letter from John Ruskin to Miss Kate Greenaway.
Whit-Black-Monday [London, May 26, 1885].
I was down to very low tide to-day, and am still but partly rested -- still my hand not serving me -- the driving about town continually tires me fearfully; -- then I get vexed to be tired -- then I can't eat because I'm vexed -- then I can't sleep -- and so it goes on. I've been thinking rather sorrowfully over the Marigold Garden," which is no garden, but a mystification -- the rather that I saw a real Marigold garden at Mr. Hooper's, the wood engraver's, on Thursday, and was amazed. And I mourn over your not showing me things till it's too late to do anything, less or more. I'm at the saddest part of my autobiography, and think extremely little of myself -- then and now. I was sulky and quarreled with all life -- just because I couldn't get the one thing I chose to fancy. Now I can get nothing I fancy -- all the world ebbing away, and the only question for me now, What next? If you could only change souls with me for five minutes! -- what a wise Katie you would be, when you got your own fanciful one back again.
