TC TO MARGARET A. CARLYLE ; 13 August 1842; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18420813-TC-MAC-01; CL 15: 13
TC TO MARGARET A. CARLYLE
Chelsea, Saturday [13 August 1842]—
My dear Mother,
Tho' I do not exactly know where you are at present, I will suppose you to be in Dumfries, and send you the shortest of notices about myself. I have literally no time today for more than a word; but I know you will welcome even that.
When I wrote last, I said I was going off on “an excursion” with a son of Monteagle's till tuesday. The excursion was—whither think you? Over the sea into the Netherlands and back again! It is literally so; we have been in the actual Low Countries, as far inland as the City of Ghent, [an]d came safe home again on Wednesday; we should have made it tuesday as projected, had not the wind altogether failed us. Was not that a swift excursion? Monteagle's son being an official person commands the services of certain little Queen's ships, called revenue Cutters, and makes short cruises in them from time to time; on this occasion he got me to go with him. What I saw there, and what kind of thing it was, you shall perhaps hear better by and by. We had delightful weather, saw many strange things, and I think got good of the business.
Jane went off to Mrs Buller's the day after my return. I have just got this Letter from her; I believe it will amuse you to read it, and tell all the news better than I can. Pray send it back again carefully,—along with some word of your own! I do not so much as know where you are. I long to hear that the sea-bathing has ended well. Bid Jean write, if you cannot write. Half a word is better than nothing,—is all I want. Jack is well. If you were certainly well it would do! A[dieu dea]r Mother,
Ever your affectionate
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