August-December 1842

The Collected Letters, Volume 15


JWC TO JEAN W. CUNNINGHAM ; 31 December 1842; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18421200-JWC-JWCU-01; CL 15: 258-259


[late December 1842?]

My dear Mrs Cunningham

When the man came to take the barrel the other day, I had no time to write a note with it. I proposed to myself however to call on you forthwith and explain the meaning of such a prosaical looking new-years gift. But first the rain and then the cold have kept me within doors ever since. and today when it is possible for me to go out I am obliged to turn my steps toward Knightsbridge. Nobody knows what tomorrow may bring forth; so I will not put off any longer explaining to you that these potatoes are part of a very abundant supply which my Uncle sent us out of Lancashire, knowing that we can never supply ourselves to our mind in London— Indeed for several winters back we have ourselves imported potatoes out of fife: to the infinite dissatisfaction of our greengrocer who cannot comprehend such difficulty of taste! These Lancashire potatoes when boiled with the skins on meet with our entire approbatation—and fancying that you as a Scotchwoman may have like ourselves better sense about the article than the people here, and having plenty to spare, I thought I could not do better than send you one of the barrels—

I will see you I hope in a few days and then you will fix with me when you will fulfil your promise

Ever affectionately yours /

Jane Carlyle