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Correspondence from Aleister Crowley to Gerald Kelly
[Undated: circa 1903?]
Just a note re the title. We needn't quarrel. A.C. is my nom de plume; but (intra nos) R. [Rose Kelly] is keen on it; and so must I seem, if I am to go back to the East. 'Lord' is not an English title, but a courtesy title which e.g. Scotch judges take. My bitter enemies in Inverness opposed me for a week and gave in at once when I explained. I did not know Camberwell was so severe. B.K. [Blanche Kelly] addresses her daughter as Lady Boleskine. Enough: I am not annoyed, especially when you overwhelm me with the masterpiece ("I naturally shall do as they do".—'Strewth I break down again every time I think of it.
Now be good and do the sketch for Rosa Mundi. Have you a copy? O dear I wish I could see you. I am perhaps coming to Paris in October, solus. If so, much will become clear to you.
Yours ever as ever.
A.C.
P.S. Thoughts on Karma.
If I gave way to the Camberwell theory of life, how would my wife look in Inverness? I care little for people—you know—but I don't want her the laughing-stock of the county, now just beginning to be nice.
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