“It describes me as encircled by an army of young men. I am encircled by an army of two young men—aged respectively twelve and fourteen [her children]. They draw themselves up in battalions and form themselves into hollow squares, and I am rather popular with them. …It is next stated that during my stay in New York I was known as the “Empress of Bohemia.” This sounds like a pleasant title, but a person Bohemia did not once see during my stay in New York is scarcely entitled to such a distinction. It announces that I wore Kate Greenaway dresses of vivid silk belted under the arms with wide sashes: I do not own such a costume, and I am also not mad.“ – Frances Hodgson Burnett, excerpted from an 1889 letter to the editor in which she complained of the “monument of fiction” contained in a recent news report about her. She was the author of The Secret Garden and Little Lord Fauntleroy, an 1886 novel now considered to be “the Harry Potter of its time.” The book is about a nine-year-old Brooklyn boy living in poverty who moves to England to live with an aristocratic grandfather he’s never known after he is told he is heir to a British earldom.