candlestick

January-July 1842


The Collected Letters, Volume 14


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JWC TO JOHN FORSTER ; 31 January 1842; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18420100-JWC-JF-01; CL 14: 33-34


JWC TO JOHN FORSTER

[January–February 1842]

My dear Mr Forster

I have unluckily been poisoned not perfidiously, by “sympathetic cakes” or the like, but in a straight forward well intentioned sort of a way by a present of unripe grapes— If a City Alderman could be supposed to have died of two, I may well be excused for having all but died of half a dozen— Seriously I eat five or six of these unblessed grapes on Saturday evening, and the consequence has been cramp in my stomach for twenty four hours after!! which I can tell you is no joke.

Today I am risen from my bed, “a sadder and a wiser” woman, especially as regards sour grapes—but I feel as I if1 had got both body and mind of me broken on the wheel. and cannot think of doing any thing energetic so soon as Wednesday.

—For the rest the message my Husband brought me from you was in the highest degree obscure— I was to be taken away—time not specified—to meet the Macreadys—place not specified— and then to go somewhere to see legitimate Dramar2— All this sounded pleasantly but too vague for my practical understanding there was nothing of your dining here which was to have been two thirds of my lark— Now answer me in two words will you dine here on Wednesday or Thursday or Friday or Saturday? I give you four days to choose on—and let us enact the legitimate Dramar at home— I am greatly in need of some such quiet christian like consolation as this.

I write with an Italian Conspirator3 staring on me and in fear of being too late for the Post— Do come—a little laughing would do us people here such good

Truly yours /

Jane Carlyle