WCP3336

Postcard (WCP3336.3304)

[1]

Esteemed Friend, No wonder you can perciev sic] no improovment[sic] in human nature when the alliees[sic], so far from taking your noble advice to form a Balkan republic, ar[sic] now fihting[sic] each other about the division of their spoils, like greedy bois[sic]. What a siht[sic] for angels and devils! Hav[sic] you any more copis[sic] to spare of your peny[sic] pamflet[sic] on coöperativ[sic] colonis[sic]? If not, do you no[sic] where i[sic] coud[sic] procure som[sic]? But human nature spoils everithing[sic]. What with white slavery, vivisection, and the devilris[sic] practist[sic] on litl[sic] scool[sic] girls by brutal masters it is enuf[sic] to make the [2] most optimistic despair. The stupidity of sin is worse than its wickedness.1

From

Evacustes A. Phipson

Windmill Cottage

Hog Hill

Icklesham

near Rye2

To

Prof[essor] A. R. Wallace

Broadstone,

near Wimborne

Dorset3

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Please cite as “WCP3336,” in Beccaloni, G. W. (ed.), Ɛpsilon: The Alfred Russel Wallace Collection accessed on 21 September 2024, https://epsilon.ac.uk/view/wallace/letters/WCP3336