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Letters of Condolence, 1924

Letters of condolence written to Ruth Mallory on the death of her husband George Mallory on Mount Everest from:

Mary Anne O'Malley; Jelly d'Aranji; Geoffrey Keynes; Geoffrey Young; Robert Graves; E. F. Norton; George Trevelyan; Will A-Forster [whom Ruth married in 1939]; KA Forster; Alan Goodfellow; M. J. Rendall; Arthur Hinks; F. Keeling Scott; J. N. Collie; T. Howard Somerville; A. C. Benson; message of condolence from the King sent to Sir Francis Younghusband and passed on to Ruth; Noel Odell; and various Climbing Clubs.

Also a booklet in which his John Mallory [son] has transcribed the letters for George and Ruth's descendants.

Letter from Ruth to George Mallory, 9 - 10 December 1916

Saturday 9 Dec. evening - Expresses her fear over the war and hopes that it will end soon. Discusses Clare's progress. Tells him she loves and misses him.

Sunday 10 Dec. morning - Updates him on news from Charterhouse concerning Mr Fletcher the Headmaster. Tells him about the various illnesses going around. Describes a a boy in the naval service receiving a distinguished service cross and asks if he knows him. Tells him they have decided to put on a play at Christmas, The Land of the Heart's Desire by Yeats. She is going to supper with Mrs Brock and expresses her opinions about Duncan Grant.

Letter from George Mallory to Ruth Turner, 24 May 1914

Letter to Ruth Turner, written from Charterhouse School [Ruth was in Ireland with her family]

He had spent a very lazy morning talking with Lytton [Lytton Strachey, a friend of Mallory’s who was staying with him at Charterhouse], reading poetry, particularly The Menage of the March Wind by William Morris. He was visited by Alan Goodfellow who had been ill and stayed to talk during Chapel [he had climbed with Mallory in the Lakes the previous year]. Breakfast and lunch were trying as Lytton didn't like boys. He was very shy because he talked in a falsetto voice. In this sort of company he would say very little and yet look very striking. He was a man you couldn't ignore.

Ruth’s life didn't sound all joy and he hoped the fishermen appreciated how good she was [Ruth and her sisters Marjorie and Mildred spent much of the time rowing the men in the party including their Uncles Lawrence and Hawes out onto the Lochs to fish]. She had a dangerously unselfish disposition but she wouldn't spend her life doing little jobs for him.

Time was a rude limitation on their existence and they would have to find more of it by being more organised. It was only a week and a half until they would see each other.

Postscript - asks if they can make a new vocabulary of love words.