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New letters shed light on Hemingway\u2019s unrequited love and early life.<\/em><\/p>\n

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Letters from 1918 written to Frances Coates, for whom Hemingway carried a torch. Next to the letters is Hemingway\u2019s high school graduation photo, which Coates kept in her dressing room for years.<\/p><\/div>\n

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On a recent afternoon in Boston, Betsy Fermano walked through an exhibition titled \u201cErnest Hemingway: Between Two Wars\u201d at the John F. Kennedy Library and Museum. Among the artifacts\u2014vintage photos, paintings, and handwritten stories from Hemingway\u2014she spotted a family name in a manuscript on display: Coates.<\/p>\n

Frances Elizabeth Coates was Fermano\u2019s grandmother and Hemingway\u2019s high-school classmate. He used a version of her name\u2014\u201cLiz Coates\u201d\u2014in his sexually charged 1923 story \u201cUp in Michigan,\u201d and her name resurfaces elsewhere in his work.<\/p>\n

That\u2019s because Hemingway was infatuated with her. The two briefly dated, though almost no one, until now, knew of their history. For Fermano, sixty-seven, a retired development executive, it wasn\u2019t a surprise: she has ninety-nine-year-old letters from Hemingway that no one outside the family knows about.<\/p>\n

\u201cThis is a really fascinating find,\u201d says Sandra Spanier, a professor of English at Pennsylvania State University and general editor of the Hemingway Letters Project. \u201cTo find early letters like that\u2014that\u2019s extremely rare. It\u2019s a fresh view of him. It would be of great interest to a future biographer.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n

Spanier says the new letters bring Hemingway\u2019s World War I experience \u201cto light very vividly\u201d and show a seldom-seen side of the budding author, since little material survives from that period.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou hear him being flirtatious and kind of bragging, the way a teenage boy would. He\u2019s trying to make her a little bit jealous,\u201d she says. \u201cBut he\u2019s also got this self-deprecating humor, which is quite charming. It\u2019s a completely different voice from others we\u2019ve heard in his letters.\u201d<\/p>\n

In 1918, not long after graduating high school, Hemingway headed to Italy to serve as a volunteer ambulance driver in World War I. After he was wounded by mortar fire, he spent some time in a Milan hospital, during which his mind returned to Coates.<\/p>\n

The nineteen-year-old Hemingway remained so enamored of his former classmate that he wrote to his sister Marcelline, asking her to \u201ccall up Frances Coates and tell her that your brother is at death\u2019s door. And that will she please, no excuses, write to him. Make her repeat the address after so that she will have no alibi. Tell her that I love her or any damn thing.\u201d<\/p>\n

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An undated photo of Frances Coates.<\/p><\/div>\n

Coates did write him back, although that letter is lost. What have survived are two previously unknown letters from Hemingway to Coates, kept in a trunk for decades. The correspondence dates to a time when Hemingway was not yet famous\u2014he had only a handful of short stories to his name.<\/p>\n

In one of the letters, dated October\u00a015, 1918, Hemingway writes on American Red Cross stationery, on the back of hospital supper tray, \u201cby the light of a candle stuck in a bayonet.\u201d He goes on: \u201c\u2026 I can now read, speak and write love letters in Italian \u2026 I never cared to bring myself to address anyone as \u2018My treasure\u2019 but a \u2018Tesor a mea\u2019 [sic] just runs out of the pen \u2026 Tis indeed a noble language and I\u2019ll have to haunt the fruit stands in the States to find somebody to work it off on!\u201d<\/p>\n

If the implication was that Frances could be that somebody, she did not appear to bite. And yet other items in Fermano\u2019s trunk show that she followed his life and career with interest. She held onto snapshots of a wounded Hemingway in Milan and some photos commemorating a canoe trip they took together. There\u2019s also an envelope of newspaper clippings that track Hemingway\u2019s rise to fame, chronicling his global adventures, his four marriages, and his suicide in 1961. Frances even kept Hemingway\u2019s high school photo in her dressing room, where it occupied a small gold frame, surrounded by gold lace. And Fermano held onto an unpublished ten-page remembrance Frances wrote about growing up with \u201cErnie\u201d: a unique document that offers intimate insight into the author\u2019s teenage years in Oak Park, Illinois.<\/p>\n

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A young Ernest Hemingway recovers from 227 shrapnel wounds he obtained in World War I while serving as a volunteer ambulance driver for the American Red Cross. Here, Hemingway smiles from his hospital bed in Milan, where he spent months in 1918.<\/p><\/div>\n

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Hemingway\u2019s Oct. 15, 1918, letter to Frances Coates, written on American Red Cross stationery.<\/p><\/div>\n

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Before\u00a0I met Fermano, I\u2019d chased down another mystery woman from Hemingway\u2019s past, Annette DeVoe, via a little-seen poem featured in my book\u00a0Hidden Hemingway<\/em>. In the poem, the teenage Hemingway had pledged his love: \u201cI\u2019d gladly walk thru Hell with you \/ Or give my life.\u201d I\u2019d found DeVoe\u2019s family, who confirmed that the pair had dated; in fact, DeVoe, like Coates, had kept a photo of Hemingway all her life. This ran contrary to previous biographies, which portrayed the budding author as preoccupied with outdoor pursuits and unlucky with girls.<\/p>\n

Reviewing Hemingway\u2019s letters from this period, I kept noticing Coates\u2019s name alongside DeVoe\u2019s. In fact, Hemingway\u2019s sister had needled him with a mocking sonnet about his crush on Coates, perhaps in retaliation for his penchant for opening her correspondence to \u201cfind out what the dames think of me.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cFrances his idol, with eyes of blue!\u201d the poem begins:<\/p>\n

He wonders if F Coates is looking his way
\nHe straightens his tie, and heaves a great sigh
\nBut oh how he jumps to see when sweet F.C. comes by!
\nNo one likes Ernest, that is straight stuff
\nAnd when he writes his stories we all say Enough<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

The poem reflects the popular opinion of the teenage Hemingway: even his high school friends said they were more likely to see him with a fishing rod than a girl. In 1984, more than six decades after he\u2019d graduated from high school, his former classmate and neighbor Marian Kraft Larson told the\u00a0Chicago Tribune<\/em>\u00a0that although Hemingway wasn\u2019t very \u201cattractive to girls or with girls,\u201d he was \u201cvery popular with the boys.\u201d<\/p>\n

Larson added: \u201cFrances Coates was the only girl I remember seeing him with.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Envelope (front) in Hemingway’s handwriting, sent from a hospital in Milan to the object of his affection and former schoolmate, Frances Coates.<\/p><\/div>\n

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Envelope (back) in Hemingway\u2019s handwriting, in which he lists his Red Cross rank: \u201cS. Tenente\u201d or \u201cSottotenente\u201d in Italian, which means \u201cSub-Lieutenant.\u201d<\/p><\/div>\n

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In our first phone call, I asked Fermano if she knew whether her grandmother dated Hemingway. Yes, Fermano said, she knew that Coates went out to dinner with the teenage Hemingway\u2014but she suspected the interest was one-sided. In modern terms, Hemingway was stuck squarely in the friend zone.<\/p>\n

\u201cMy grandmother always played it down, and they were always just friends,\u201d Fermano remembers. \u201cThere may or may not have been a possibility of that relationship developing, but, at the time, Frances was being courted by John Grace,\u201d a classmate she married in 1920.<\/p>\n

Fermano knows this from bits of conversation from her very elegant but very private grandmother. She\u2019s also read Coates\u2019s unpublished memories of the young Hemingway.\u00a0Coates wrote that the teenage Hemingway was<\/p>\n

a great, awkward boy falling over his long feet \u2026 in life, a disturbing person with very dark hair, very red lips. Very white teeth, very fair skin under which the blood seemed to race, emerging frequently in an all-enveloping blush. What a help his beard, later was to be, protecting and covering this sensitivity. The whole of his face fell apart when he laughed.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

They had \u201clots of nice times,\u201d Coates wrote, \u201cskating, walks, movies and opera.\u201d<\/p>\n

Also in the document are descriptions of Hemingway\u2019s mother (\u201cA big, majestic woman \u2026 [who] moved as a ship does, with great majesty and authority\u201d) and a biting assessment of Hemingway\u2019s personality (\u201cThe inferiority complex remained to the end and with it came the braggadocio and the need to become somebody to himself \u2026 a quick and deadly jealousy of his own prestige and a constant \u2026 and consuming need for applause\u201d).<\/p>\n

Fermano never thought that anyone would want letters almost a century old that Hemingway had written to an unknown classmate. Coates and Hemingway shared proximity on the staff of their high school literary magazine, the Tabula<\/em>, where Hemingway was a contributor and she was the music editor. She was a year older than him, a senior when he was a junior.<\/p>\n

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Frances Coates\u2019s high school graduation photo from 1916. She lists among her activities opera and the literary magazine (the Tabula<\/em>)\u2014both points of intersection with the young Hemingway. Photo: Courtesy of the Historical Society of Oak Park and River Forest.<\/p><\/div>\n

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Hemingway with Coates on a canoe trip (also with his sister and her boyfriend) along the Des Plaines River near Oak Park, circa 1916.<\/p><\/div>\n

Coates herself was a discreet figure. Though she\u2019d become a successful local opera singer who was used to being featured in the press, she didn\u2019t publicize her connection\u00a0with Hemingway, and she was hesitant to talk about it\u2014even when approached by the author\u2019s first biographer, the Princeton University professor Carlos Baker, in 1963 and again in 1966. She was reluctant to add to the cult of Hemingway that had sprung up, and remembering those years in Oak Park was trying\u2014Coates\u2019s mother was sick then, and had died young.<\/p>\n

Baker does, however, mention Coates in a single, powerful paragraph that traces Hemingway\u2019s infatuation with her to an April 1916 performance of Martha<\/em>, a three-act high school opera. On stage, Coates played a huntress in the chorus and \u201cThird Servant.\u201d Baker writes: \u201cPlaying his cello in the orchestra pit, Ernest could hardly keep his eyes on the score. His friend Al Dungan, a gifted cartoonist, made a caricature of a boy with desperate eyes and labeled it: \u2018Erney sees a girl named Frances.\u2019 He was too shy to ask her to the Junior-Senior prom on\u00a0May 19.\u201d<\/p>\n

In an undated, unsent letter written after the book\u2019s publication, Coates thanks Baker for an insight: \u201cI never understood, until reading your book, [Hemingway\u2019s] bitter remark when I told him John and I were engaged: \u2018All the good girls are taken!\u2019 \u201d<\/p>\n

Two decades later, Hemingway may have aired some of his bitterness in To Have and Have Not<\/em>. Reading the novel, Frances recognized broad caricatures of herself and John, who attended the University of Wisconsin\u00a0and became a successful railroad executive\u2014especially when Hemingway tells of a young man sworn into an elite, Ivy League secret society:<\/p>\n

The fianc\u00e9 is a Skull and Bones man, voted most likely to succeed, voted most popular, who still thinks more of others than of himself and would be too good for anyone except a lovely girl like Frances. He is probably a little too good for Frances too, but it will be years before Frances realizes this, perhaps; and she may never realize it, with luck. The type of man who is tapped for Bones is rarely also tapped for bed; but with a lovely girl like Frances intention counts as much as performance.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Coates couldn\u2019t miss the note of resentment in it: \u201cI went to the Country Club dances with John, rode in his father\u2019s high and shiny Packard car, as I realize how it must have seemed to Ernie (one doesn\u2019t sense those things when one is young).\u201d<\/p>\n

Hemingway\u2019s mother seems to have admired Coates as much as he did. In her family scrapbook, Mrs. Hemingway underlined Coates\u2019s name in the program from the opera where she first caught the young Hemingway\u2019s eye. Next to it, she wrote: \u201cThe most graceful, dainty and charming girl on the High School stage. She is adorable \u2026 \u201d<\/p>\n

At least one letter from Coates to Mrs. Hemingway survives in the Harry Ransom Center in Austin. In May of 1924, Coates writes: \u201cthe gift of your friendship and sympathy is one that I have treasured thru the years.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Frances Coates, or as her friends called her F.E. (for Frances Elizabeth), in full opera regalia. Date unknown, possibly circa 1920s.<\/p><\/div>\n

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Hemingway\u2019s high school graduation photo, which Coates kept in this frame for decades.<\/p><\/div>\n

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Coates\u2019s documents pose a few new mysteries. She references other letters that Hemingway wrote her from Kansas City, where he worked as a reporter for the Kansas City Star <\/em>before he volunteered for the Red Cross. That correspondence has never been recovered\u2014nor has a letter to Coates from his sister Marcelline, in which she blames Frances for her brother\u2019s running off to volunteer for the American Red Cross. If Coates had returned his affection, Marcelline implies, Hemingway might have seen fit to stay put.<\/p>\n

Marcelline was working the other side, too: she never discouraged Hemingway from pining for Coates, even after her engagement. In a letter dated July 5, 1918, Marcelline wrote Hemingway in Italy: \u201cI suppose you heard \u2026 Frances Coates & Jack Grace are engaged? It was announced the day after\u00a0you<\/u>\u00a0left<\/u>! (Wise Frances!)\u201d\u00a0The next month, on August\u00a025, she added: \u201cIn my previous letters I told you about Frances Coates\u2019 engagement to Jack Grace, but I\u2019ll tell her to write you anyway. She isn\u2019t\u00a0wedded\u00a0<\/u>yet, y\u2019know.\u201d<\/p>\n

As for Hemingway and Coates themselves, the last surviving letter between them was from Coates, in January of 1927, when Hemingway\u2019s first son, John, was three, and\u2014unbeknownst to Coates\u2014his marriage to his first wife, Hadley, had broken down.<\/p>\n

\u201cI just finished The Sun Also Rises<\/em> and you are before me so vividly that I must tell you how much I enjoyed the book,\u201d she writes, calling the novel \u201cheartbreaking.\u201d\u00a0She continues: \u201cThe years are making you a strange person\u2014I should so love to see you\u2014I haven\u2019t seen Marce for over a year\u2014but someone said you were returning. I have a ravishingly beautiful daughter to match your son\u2014and I\u2019d so like meeting your nice Hadley \u2026 Jack joins me and wanting to see you both.\u201d<\/p>\n

Fermano doesn\u2019t know if Hemingway responded, or if they ever saw each other again.<\/p>\n

Her grandmother, despite the nostalgia that comes with such keepsakes, was clearly happy with her choice. Frances and John were married for sixty-seven years. They raised a daughter, traveled the world, and died a year apart, in 1988 and 1989. On the front of the envelope containing her photos with Hemingway, Coates wrote: \u201cErnie Pictures \/ And 25 years later\u00a0ooh!<\/u>\u00a0Am I glad I married John.\u201d<\/p>\n

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An envelope containing Coates\u2019s photo of Hemingway, or Ernie, as she called him, with a biting commentary.<\/p><\/div>\n

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A 1940 recording of \u201cA Garden is a Lonesome Thing,\u201d sung by Frances Coates Grace.<\/p><\/div>\n

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Robert K. Elder<\/a> (@robertkelder<\/a>) is the coauthor of <\/em>Hidden Hemingway: Inside the Ernest Hemingway Archives of Oak Park. He\u2019s the author of six other books and director of digital product development and strategy at Crain Communications.<\/em><\/p>\n

All photos courtesy of the author, except where noted.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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