January-September 1845

The Collected Letters, Volume 19


TC TO MARGARET A. CARLYLE ; 28 April 1845; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18450428-TC-MAC-01; CL 19: 64-65


Chelsea, Monday, 28 April 1845—

My dear Mother,

I am well; we are all well,—and a good wind blowing out of the West, to our general comfort now;—but so busy am I! Never in my life so busy. I have spurred the Printers into a dreadful rate of speed, and I must not cry “Slower!”—or they will fall all aback again. So we must gallop along. Two months of this galloping will bring me handsomely thro' I hope;—and then we shall deserve a little relaxation, and a sight of Annandale before the Sun end!—

You must take this smallest scrap of tidings, dear good Mother, as better than none. And send me some of yourself.— I wrote to Alick by the last Mail. Jack should have written to you last week; but he tells me he did not. Busy, busy!—

On Saturday Night I had three redhot Irish Repealers here; one of them, Duffy, a fellow Prisoner of O'Connell's,—a really interesting young man. Full of zeal, of talent and affection; almost weeping as he spoke of his poor country,—and taking this plan for relief of it, poor fellow! They are all sworn disciples of mine, they say; which astonished me beyond measure. They came to complain of my unfairness to Ireland; I had called them “all liars and thieves,” which was hard talking!—— I liked this poor Duffy very much. They are all ready for “insurrection,” for “death” &c &c I strongly advised them to make a general insurrection against the Devil first of all, and see what came of that!1— —

Adieu, dear Mother; blessings on you and all the rest. Wish me good speed, and continue well!

T. Carlyle