Magdalen College
Oxford
26/10/50
Dear Mrs. __________
Thank you for your most kind and encouraging letter. I should need to be either of angelic humility or diabolical pride not to be pleased at all the things you say about my books. (I think, by the way, you have all the ones that would matter to you). May I assure you of my deep sympathy in all the very grievous troubles that you have had. May God continue to support you; that He has done so till now, is apparent from the fact that you are not warped or embittered. I will have you in my prayers. With all good wishes.
Yours sincerely
C. S. Lewis
Magdalen College
Oxford
Nov. 10th 1952
Dear Mrs. __________
It is a little difficult to explain how I feel that thoâ you have taken a way which is not for me1 I nevertheless can congratulate youâI suppose because your faith and joy are so obviously increased. Naturally, I do not draw from that the same conclusions as youâbut there is no need for us to start a controversial correspondence! I believe we are very near to one another, but not because I am at all on the Romeward frontier of my own communion. I believe that, in the present divided state of Christendom, those who are at the heart of each division are all closer to one another than those who are at the fringes. I would even carry this beyond the borders of Christianity: how much more one has in common with a real Jew or Muslim than with a wretched liberalising, occidentalised specimen of the same categories. Let us by all means pray for one another: it is perhaps the only form of âwork for re-unionâ which never does anything but good. God bless you.
Yours most sincerely
C. S. Lewis
Magdalen College,
Oxford
Jan. 19th 1953
Dear Mrs. __________
Thank you for your kind letter of Dec. 29th which arrived to-day. I am afraid I have no idea what the first editions of Screwtape or the Divorce sell at: I havenât even got a first of the former myself. But you would be foolish to spend a cent more on them than the published prices: both belong to the worst war-period and are scrubby little things on rotten paperâyour American editions are far nicer. Your letter was most cheering and I am full of agreements. Of course weâll help each other in our prayers. God bless you.
Yours most sincerely
C. S. Lewis
Magdalen College
Oxford, England
4/iii/53
Dear Mrs. __________
Thank you for your letter of Feb. 26 which arrived today. . . . Eldila is the true plural: but you can Anglicise it as eldils!2
I am delighted that your lecturer approved my angels. I was very definitely trying to smash the 19th century female angel. I believe no angel ever appears in Scripture without exciting terror: they always have to begin by saying âFear notâ. On the other hand the Risen Lord excites terror only when mistaken for a ghost, i.e. when not recognised as risen. For we are in one most blessed sense nearer to Him than to them: partly of course because He has deigned to share our humanity, but partly, I take it, because every creature is nearer to its creator than it can be to superior creatures. By the way, none of my Eldila would be anything like so high up the scale as Cherubim and Seraphim. Those orders are engaged wholly in contemplation, not with ruling the lower creatures. Even the Annunciation was done byâif I may so put it!âa âmere archangelâ. Did your lecturer point out my heavy debt to Ezekiel?
Of course I knew you werenât asking for a copy of a âFirstâ: but I wanted to explain why I was not offering oneâquite a different matter!
I also am having a kind of fluâ that seems never to get beyond early convalescence, thoâ nothing like so acute as yours. For that, and all else, deepest sympathy. Let us continue to pray for each other.
Yours most sincerely
C. S. Lewis
Magdalen College
Oxford, England
31/3/53
Dear Mrs. __________
Iâve no time for a proper letter to-day but this is just a scrape of the pen to thank you for yours of the 27th and to wish you a very blessed Easter. . . .
Apropos of horrid little fat baby âcherubsâ, did I mention that Heb. Kherub is from the same root as Gryphon? That shows what theyâre really like!
Yours
C. S. Lewis
Magdalen College
Oxford, England
17/4/53
Dear Mrs. __________
Iâm not quite so shocked as you by the story of Charles and Mary. If even adult and educated Christians in trying to think of the Blessed Trinity have to guard constantly against falling into the heresy of Tritheism, what can we expect of children. And âanother of whom he was not quite sureâ is perhaps no bad beginning for a knowledge about the Holy Ghost.
About my fairy-tales, there are three published by Macmillan, New York (The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, Prince Caspian, and The Voyage of the Dawn Treader). Local bookshops are often very unhelpful. If your friend wants these books she should, of course, write to the publisher at New York.
I expect there is a photo of me somewhere, but my brother, who knows where things are, is away and I couldnât find it to-day. Ask me again at a more favourable hour!âif you still have the fancy for this very undecorative object.
Iâd sooner pray for Godâs mercy than for His justice on my friends, my enemies, and myself.
With all good wishes.
Yours sincerely
C. S. Lewis
Magdalen College,
Oxford
9th May 1953
Dear Mrs. __________
Thereâs very little time today, so I must be short. I am afraid it is certainly true in England that Christians are in the minority. But remember, the change from, say, thirty years ago, consists largely in the fact that nominal Christianity has died out, so that only those who really believe now profess. The old conventional church-going of semi-believers or almost total unbelievers is a thing of the past. Whether the real thing is rarer than it was would be hard to say. Fewer children are brought up to it: but adult conversions are very frequent. . . .
I enclose a copy of the only photo which I have at the moment; itâs only a passport one Iâm afraid.
Yours most sincerely,
C. S. Lewis
Magdalen College,
Oxford
May 30th, 1953
Dear Mrs. __________
Thank you for your letter of the 26th. . . .
Yes, we are always told that the present widespread apostasy must be the fault of the clergy, not of the laity. If I were a parson I should always try to dwell on the faults of the clergy: being a layman, I think it more wholesome to concentrate on those of the laity. I am rather sick of the modern assumption that, for all events, âWEâ, the people, are never responsible: it is always our rulers, or ancestors, or parents, or education, or anybody but precious âUSâ. WE are apparently perfect and blameless. Donât you believe it. Nor do I think the Church of England holds out many attractions to the worldly. There is more real poverty, even actual want, in English vicarages than there is in the homes of casual labourers.
I look forward to Martinâs âappreciationsâ. Yes, we have the word âditherââand the thing too. And our offices are in a dither too. This is so common that I suspect there must be something in the very structure of a modern office which creates Dither. Otherwise why does our âCollege Officeâ find full time work for a crowd of people in doing what the President of the College, 100 years ago, did in his spare time without a secretary and without a typewriter? (The more noise, heat, and smell a machine produces the more power is being wasted!) Iâd rather like to see one of your hail storms: our climate is in comparison, very tame. Have you read S. V. Benetâs Western Star? Excellent, I think.
Yours sincerely
C. W. Lewis
Magdalen College.
Oxford.
June 16th, 1953
Dear Mrs.
It was a kind thought on your part to send on these two little items. Whether itâs good for me to hear them is another matter! One of the things that make it easier to believe in Providence is the fact that in all trains, hotels, restaurants and other public places I have only once seen a stranger reading a book of mine, thoâ my friends encounter this phenomenon fairly often. Things are really very well arranged. I hope you keep well? With all blessings.
Yours
C. S. Lewis
Magdalen College
Oxford
June 22d 53
Dear Mrs. __________
Thank you for your letter of the 18th. I am very sorry to hear of your fall (that sounds sinister, doesnât it!) They are very nasty things: even worse than the subsequent pain, I think, is the dreadful split second in which one knows one is falling and itâs too late to do anything about it. It always brings back to one vividly oneâs childish days when a fall was one of the commonest catastrophes, and I thi...