TC TO ALEXANDER CARLYLE ; 19 June 1843; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18430619-TC-AC-03; CL 16: 209-210
TC TO ALEXANDER CARLYLE
Chelsea, Monday Evg (19 June )
My dear Brother,
Here, by the last Post of the day, has come a packet of letters from Mr Colman: if despatched directly they will still reach you in Ecclefechan on Monday morning.1
Colman's directions about your journey seem very precise, and may be of use as you go along. His Letters of Introduction were not expressly solicited by me, and are the kinder on his part; they may do you some good,—at lowest they can do you no harm. When you are to deliver any of them, you enclose it in a sealed cover, address it, and go with it. I believe they are honest well-disposed people in those parts, many of them; and of course they have fashions of their own,—which you will gradually learn.
If the Dr have not yet got the Bill of Exchange, I should think it would be very safe to have it drawn upon that New-York House, for which Colman gives you a Letter, and which is the owner of the Ashburton. But if the Bankers have already given you a Bill on some House which they can vouch for,—probably that too is perfectly good. I suppose Liverpool would be the place to get a choice of Bills;—but I have as you may perceive next to no experience in that sort of affairs.
The Dr does not say whether he means to go with you to Liverpool; but I hope he does. He will have it in his power to help you there, I should think, in many little ways. As to me I have been thinking daily whether I should not run up to Liverpool, and see you all before you went: Do you wish it, my dear Brother? I have got into the ugliest evil of hurry here, about a piece of insignificant writing, which I needed not have bound myself to; and I am yet but quite in the middle of it;— but I will fling it away, if you express any wish to see me: on the whole, I will be guided by that, and by the time you have to stay in Liverpool.
My dear Brother, it does seem to me, looking at the state and prospects of this country, that the whole farming kindred of us, our good Mother at our head, might all yet have to follow you, if you did well in that new Country! Consider yourself as a pioneer sent out before the rest; to make the way smoother for the rest. It is clearly the voice of Providence, one would say, that bids you go. In the midst of my sorrow, something whispers to me that my brave Brother will become a new man, and find a new and worthier career open for him there. It is the sweetest consolation that could come into my heart.— I will talk of these things no more. God is near us all, if we with faithfulness draw near to Him, follow His eternal Laws.——
I wrote to John2 in Canada today, as I told you. There are now probably two Letters on the way to Canadaigua. Write to me whether you find a good map of New York State in Liverpool; that I may send you one, if not. Buy that Book, mentioned by Colman, when you get to New York.3 Probably I shall hear from John4 tomorrow or next day. The daylight is gone for the present. Adieu for this night.— Yours ever, T. Carlyle