TC TO LADY HARRIET BARING ; 18 February 1843; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18430218-TC-LHB-01; CL 16: 52
TC TO LADY HARRIET BARING
Chelsea, Saturday [18? February 1843]
Dear Lady Harriet,
Luckily I can, and right gladly I will! I have been out nowhere these three months; but my term expires before Friday.— I will also treat myself to a sight of you in the interim, perhaps on Monday evening. I am just finishing a dreadful Book on these Times and Aristocracies; which (tho' we by no means will have you killed in this general Twilight of the Gods) will most likely deprive me of your friendship for evermore:—wherefore I must make the best of my few opportunities that remain!
You get Bamford's Book by applying, or directing any Bookseller (I suppose) to apply, to the Author himself, “Samuel Bamford, Silk-Weaver, Middleton, near Manchester.” If you have the smallest difficulty, let me know, and I will find a man in Manchester to do it.1 You deserve to be saved for reading such Books, were it for nothing more.
I remain ever / Yours with true regard / T. Carlyle