Record Number: 28066
Reading Experience:
Evidence:
Catherine Talbot to Elizabeth Carter [c. July 1752, following illness with fever]: 'What have I been doing since I came here [a 'pretty place in Surry']? giving trouble and reading idle books to while away the hours of prescribed solitude [...] Dear, dear, with what companions have I been spending my lonely hours! Arlequin, a stupidissima Princess Mesirida, an infamous Con. Philips, and a ten times more profligate Jack Connor!'
Century:1700-1799
Date:Between 1 Jun 1752 and 31 Jul 1752
Country:England
Timen/a
Place:county: Surrey
Type of Experience(Reader):
silent aloud unknown
solitary in company unknown
single serial unknown
(Listener):
solitary in company unknown
single serial unknown
Reader / Listener / Reading Group:
Reader: Age:Adult (18-100+)
Gender:Female
Date of Birth:21 May 1721
Socio-Economic Group:Professional / academic / merchant / farmer
Occupation:Writer
Religion:n/a
Country of Origin:England
Country of Experience:England
Listeners present if any:e.g family, servants, friends
n/a
Additional Comments:
n/a
Text Being Read:
Author: Title:The History of Jack Connor
Genre:Fiction
Form of Text:Print: Book
Publication Detailsn/a
Provenanceunknown
Source Information:
Record ID:28066
Source:n/a
Editor:Montagu Pennington
Title:A Series of Letters between Mrs Elizabeth Carter and Miss Catherine Talbot, from the year 1741 to 1770. To which are added, Letters from Mrs Eliazbeth Carter to Mrs Vesey, between the years 1763 and 1787
Place of Publication:London
Date of Publication:1809
Vol:2
Page:85-86
Additional Comments:
n/a
Citation:
Montagu Pennington (ed.), A Series of Letters between Mrs Elizabeth Carter and Miss Catherine Talbot, from the year 1741 to 1770. To which are added, Letters from Mrs Eliazbeth Carter to Mrs Vesey, between the years 1763 and 1787, (London, 1809), 2, p. 85-86, http://www.open.ac.uk/Arts/reading/UK/record_details.php?id=28066, accessed: 22 November 2024
Additional Comments:
Source ed. notes: 'Con. Philips's Memoirs are probably well known still, but the stupid as well as profligate novel of Jack Connor has sunk into deserved oblivion. The Editor has not the honour of the acquaintance of the Princess Mesirida' (p.86n).