LETTERS TO THE EDITOR
"THE BRIGHT YEARS"
Sta,—The sense of Miss Dymond's letter is shrouded in mystery. Are we to understand that I should not have written my autobiography, or that, having done so, I should not have written the truth ? As for Dr. Edith Sitwell, referred to in Miss Dymond's letter as my "sister "- which, of course, she is, though she may also, I think, claim an identity of her own—the only occasion, as far as I am aware, on which she has mentioned our unhappy youth was when, recently, on the occasion when she was given an honorary degree of Doctor of Letters at Leeds Univer- sity, she regretted that she had not been sent to a university.
My father had eighty-three years in which to speak for himself, and did so abundantly—and often to the point, in which he set an example which we could wish others would follow.
Dr. Edith Sitwell and I at least received one benefit from our educa- tion. We were taught good manners, and never to be rude to an inferior —a fact for which Miss Dymond should be thoroughly thankful.—
I am, Sir, yours faithfully, OSBERT SITVVELL. Renishaw Hall, Renishaw, Near Sheffield.
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