The Collected Letters, Volume 10


TC TO JOHN STUART MILL ; 12 March 1838; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18380312-TC-JSM-01; CL 10: 47-48


Chelsea, Monday [12? March 1838]

My dear Mill,

I have been out at Windsor1 since I saw you; and have got myself so boiled in Omnibuses, so frozen in East-winds, and on the whole so shattered by want of sleep, excitement and the other mischances of locomotion, that I must not think of stirring from the spot again, at least till these Lectures of mine are over. I pray you say for me at Keston2 all that is grateful and obliging; consider also how much there may be of regretful, in which however it is needless to indulge!

They have engaged a proper Lecture-room this year in the neighbourhood of Portman Square.3 I will send you a pack of Prospectuses when they come out.4 It is a pitiless and to me most hateful Necessity this of getting up to speak on any subject whatsover: yet who knows whether after all this same inflexible Necessity, so cruel-looking, be not a useful, a blessed one!— I want to see what will come of this business of Lecturing; the present trial will be more decisive than last year's. If nothing come of it, I shall really care almost nothing. But I want to see.

There is a Letter from John Sterling the other day; in which he acknowledges your Letter, your friendship and kindness for him, but expresses great despair as to writing of Articles.5 He is to be home in May, it would seem, and we shall then hear more.

I am far from well, and my Wife seems in danger of falling seriously ill. Adieu.

Ever your's truly /

T. Carlyle—