The Bungalow
Short Beach, Conn.
Sep 29 - 94.
My dear Mrs. Skinner:

    By this mail I forward you an autobiography which appeared in Lippincott's Magazine shortly after my marriage. Kindly return it -- after you have read it. You will see that I have marked out some passages. I was quite too humble when I wrote it -- and realize that Mr. Stedman never could have been of any benefit to me in any way.
    Your letter, with its uncompromising dates made me feel 

old. I never do feel 
old unless I think of dates. 
A man guessed my age 
to a lady yesterday 
(not to me, so it was 
not for flattery) and guessed 
it -- 28! I wish it 
were true that 'a woman 
is only as old as she 
    My life is indeed very 
different from those days 
when I met you. I smile 
at my ambition to be a 
musician. My sister was 
talented in music and 
that was how I came to 
want to be musical. 

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I gave it up long ago.
    Dancing, however, I had a talent for and have never abandoned that. And I have become a very good swimmer since I have this beautiful home by the Sound which Mr. Wilcox built for me four years ago. I swam half an hour without touching my hands or feet to anything in that time last week -- I will send you a picture of our home here shortly.
    My home is New York in the winter. Until a year ago I kept house there -- but boarded at the hotel last winter (until I went South). I enclose you circulars of my books, the two latest are 'An Erring Woman's Love,' 'Men, Women and Emotion.' I wrote 'Maurine' from pure Imagination. It proves I think that I knew more of friendship than of love when I wrote it. I am sure I would have allowed all my girl friends and their families to have pined away and died before I would have given up Mr. Wilcox to them, after I met him and loved him!
    Trusting your paper may prove a success I am yours sincerely --

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Transcribed by Jenny Ballou.
From: Period Piece : Ella Wheeler Wilcox and her times.