Windsor Dane Co. Wis.
                Jan. 30th 76.
Arthur O Shaughnessy;
         Dear Poet and Friend:
              Your esteemed favor
of last month, mailed in
Paris was forwarded to me
in Milwaukee, came two
weeks ago.  I have been
absent from home, some
5 weeks, in Chicago and
Milwaukee, on business connected
with my forthcoming book.
    I am obliged to be 
a business woman, as well
as a poet, and I do not
like it at all. I wish

I never need think of my
books after they are written
till they are ready for me
to read in print.  I have
had all kinds of trials, with
this book, but at last
it is in Press.
     I return to Milwaukee
tomorrow to remain during
the proof reading.
     You can't begin to think
how happy your letter
made me.  I just read it
over and over, and could scarce
believe I was the happy re-
cipient of a letter penned
by the Author of those won-
derful wierd poems that
I have read with such rare
pleasure so often.
     I have been reading in
your Music and Moonlight
this evening: I read "We are
the music makers"---and was
vain enough to class myself among
the "we" and felt the truth
and beauty of it all.   We
live, I do believe, more in
one day, than many of our
readers live in all their lives.
   "Oh men it must ever be,
We live in our dreaming and singing
  A little apart from ye."

     Do you know--there is just
one reason why I do not like
to read your poems? It is
because my own seem so tame
and weak afterward.
     Oh! your poems. Thrill 
and stir me so--way down
to the depths.  They seem to 
????? utterances of
????  life of infinte aching

My thoughts of a passionate theme.
I wonder if I will ever see
you, and read them with 
  I am hoping of course this
new book may make my fortune,
and if so I may go to Europe.
But I first must see more
of my own Country, which is
yet strange to me, save a few
states. I hope at all
events my book will place
me beyond the need of writing
as constantly for mercenary
motives--and then I think
I will be able to write better.
I write so much now that I
do not care to save--& that
adds nothing to my reputation
just because it will sell.
     I go back to Milwaukee
-- a distance of 100 miles--
tomorrow, and remain until
my book is "out". I enjoy
the city and its delights
much, and I fear, spend more
time than I ought at balls,
theaters, operas & c.  But one
can be young but once--and 
we women are young so short
a time, it behooves us to make
the most of the brief hour.
  I enclose a very correct
photo for you, and await yours
anxiously. I have brown hair--
with red lights in it--brown
eyes, and light complexion.
  5 feet 3, and weigh 128 lbs. 
Now don't you think you would
know me, if we met in London,
     Send me your picture
soon.  Address me
                         Ella Wheeler
  over                          U.S.A.
I am going to find
your brother and tell
him of our acquaintance
soon. Err you receive this
I will probably have seen 
       E.  W.


Transcription by Richard A. Edwards
Courtesy of Rutgers University Libraries
New Brunswick, NJ