August 1843-March 1844

The Collected Letters, Volume 17


TC TO WILLIAM CHARLES MACREADY ; 27 August 1843; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18430827-TC-WCM-01; CL 17: 88-89


Scotsbrig, Ecclefechan 27 August, 1843—

Dear Mr Macready,

Here are two Letters,1 to the only two men I can at present fish out of my memory as much worth seeing among my American set, and not likely to be better accessible to you otherwise. Indeed my Americans generally belong, alas, alas, to the species Bore, or even Bore with Emphasis; and I can recommend no man to them nor them to any man!

Emerson's place2 is some sixteen miles from Boston. He is a man of small but competent fortune; of truly notable faculty and worth, one of the clearest, shrewdest, most simple-hearted and friendly of men,—in quiet but invincible opposition, as I conjecture, to the whole current of American things. There is no man in that Country so well worth seeing, that I have heard of.

Greig is an Annandale Scotchman, very intimate with my Wife's people in old days, and by frequent visits to this country still keeping up his old relations. His place3 is towards Buffalo in the N. W. part of New York State: he is now a man of great wealth, great influence and business; lives in a stately mansion, “like a Castle” the Yankees say, and exercises “princely hospitality.” He is an excellent “old Scotchman” (if you know what that is); in face and figure of head, bears a noticeable resemblance to Sir Walter Scott; neither good sense, good humour, nor good breeding, nor good will is likely to be in defect there! When about Niagara it may be worth while to call.—

Perhaps I shall still see you before you go?4 Within three weeks, within ten days more probably, I expect to be in London. At any rate I will say now as then, May a right prosperous voyage await you, in all ways,—and the speediest return compatible with that! Speedy; for we cannot altogether want you!— Adieu, dear Mr Macready.

Yours ever truly /

T. Carlyle