TC TO JOHN A. CARLYLE ; 5 May 1843; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18430505-TC-JAC-01; CL 16: 155-156
TC TO JOHN A. CARLYLE
Chelsea, Friday, 5 May 1843—
My dear Brother,
Examining the Courier and its Steamers,1 I do not think you will go till Monday: wherefore I send off these two Letters, tho' neither of them came in time for yesternight's mail. The small one arrived this morning at breakfast time.
All yesterday I was very sad about your way-going. “We cannot go, we cannot stay!” I was weak and in bad spirits at any rate. As I saw you roll off in that confused manner, it was an emblem to me of all the partings, bodily and other, men have in this world;—summed up at last by the grand Parting, which awaits us all;—which, if it be God's will, may perhaps prove but a Meeting under happier omens! Amen.
I wrote to all the three Scotch Post-offices of our kindred; shortest notices that you were fairly underway towards them. I also read many pages in Holberg's Danish History,2 without the Dictionary, for that is a briefer and very nearly as illuminative a way now: I can understand the Dansk Sprog [Danish language] about as fast as Tim Bobbin's Lancashire,3 rather faster, and take the meaning very respectably along with me.— Jane and I then went both into the City; she to buy clothing, I to get my cash; these things done we came home by the Steamer, and except a little walk of mine amid showers passed one of the stillest evenings. Fitzgerald will have me go to Naseby next Thursday: perhaps I shall. Redwood also wants me over at the very same time in Glamorganshire; but that must be a later adventure. Do you see any eligible lodgings about the coasts where you now are? We have rain this morning; a damp strong wind, which the Sun is even now getting dried. Adieu dear Brother. All my love to our dear good Mother!
Your affectionate /
What Letters may now come (as today's mail delivery is past) I will forward to Scotsbrig