TC TO JANE WELSH CARLYLE ; 28 August 1845; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18450828-TC-JWC-01; CL 19: 175-176
TC TO JANE WELSH CARLYLE
Chelsea, Thursday—28th [August 1845]
Half a word today,—rather than none. Varneydom is desptatched:1 I have written to say No. The horse is to go off to Browne and Fitzgerald on Monday Morning. We are to dine with Fuz and Dickens on Saturday night. The Cromwell II volume is about 150 pages too long,—we cannot help that! It is on the whole nothing like so bad a Book as I expected.— For the rest here is a Note of Chapman's: you see we are getting matters settled.—
Yesterday John called at old Sterling's Lodgings to ask for him: he is still at the Queen's Hôtel Manchester; “unable to stir more than a little child”: so his servant had written.— When are you going to Manchester? I am trying to be with you about Wednesday next: but we must not appoint any day yet. Before Wednesday it cannot well be.— The state of the poor Stimabile is extremely sad! Anthony his one son son2 jaunting about the world; and the old man among strangers in an Inn in that state!—
This morning John Greig called; has been in Scotland; is just for America again;—sails from Liverpool on Thursday next. I wrote him your Address: he will punctually call for you at Seaforth, I think. His Liverpool Hôtel is the Adelphi, on and after Sunday next. He was looking well; talking well: a very worthy man.
This Letter from Varnhagen has long been in the Ape's hand: it only arrived today by the Parcels Company with a small Book.3— You will not forget to send Fitzgerald's route to Bedford back tomorrow? I shall hear from you tomorrow; what you are doing, how you are faring, poor Goody? I suppose there will be a dip or two of sea-bathing to be had in the Mersey? I am in the last degree of biliousness;—flying to Goody for protection! Adieu, dear Bengelchen; Gehab' Dich wohl [Little urchin; farewell]!