The Collected Letters, Volume 12


TC TO JOHN A. CARLYLE ; 13 April 1840; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18400413-TC-JAC-01; CL 12: 109


Chelsea, Monday, 13 April, 1840

Dear Brother,

Your Note1 came, late on Saturday night; very welcome to me in the absence of news. Jean, who wrote to me last week from Dumfries, conveyed an extract from one of your late Letters to her; giving account of the disposal of your hours, your occupations &c &c; which threw considerable light on Pellipar for us.2 Go on and prosper there!—

Our Mother is still at Dumfries; returning in some ten days by way of Gill. In Annandale all well. Our poor old Uncle John's poor old wife is dead at Dumfries; he is “alone again”: her death, I understand was a relief to to all parties.——— I sent off seventy pounds of your hundred to the care of my Mother and Js Aitken at the Commercial Bank to be deposited there in your name, as requested by you. They will complete the transaction on Wednesday I expect; you shall then hear.

Jane gets better. I am sometimes terribly out of heart; then I rally again to great lengths. I ride diligently every day. I have determined not to accept any invitation till my Lectures end. I am actually writing (say rather splashing and shovelling) them down on paper; with intent to speak them nevertheless.— Printing is done, thank Heaven! The Cole and Hickson brotherhood came here the other night to offer me for my Lectures that they would hire a first-rate Gurney reporter (price £30),3 and then give me £50 for the privilege of printing what he made out in their Westminster Review!— REJECTED!— I really do think of reporting however, of printing and publishing: perhaps it had been better to make it wholly a Book from the first.— I enclose you today a Letter of Thomas Erskine's about the poor weaver:4 you can send it on to my Mother; she expects it. Adieu dear Jack! The horse is here; the sun shining, wind at S.W.— Yours ever

T. Carlyle