The Collected Letters, Volume 11


TC TO JANE WILSON ; December 1839; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18391200-TC-JWI-01; CL 11: 220


[early December 1839]

Dear Miss Wilson,

My Wife, ill of cold, yet getting better, requests me to answer for her. She cannot come; but I will, with pleasure;—we will say, on Wednesday, at the hour you mention.

I have finished my article on Chartism; no Tory dare print it, Radical shall; so it is coming out as a separate affair: you shall have the pleasure of condemning it in a week or two.

There is unfortunately no Bürger1 in this house: I send you Wallenstein; all Schiller is here, and much at your service: Tell I reckon his best piece; but I hope you will read both the best and the second-best.2 There is no Tale that I know of translated by Hayward!3 Which Tale can you mean? There is a ‘Tale of all Tales’ by Goethe, translated in these Miscellanies of mine,4 not by Hayward!

Ever faithfully yours /

T. Carlyle.