candlestick

August 1846-June 1847


The Collected Letters, Volume 21


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JWC TO HELEN WELSH; 25 May 1847; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18470525-JWC-HW-01; CL 21:218-219.


JWC TO HELEN WELSH

Tuesday [25 May 1847]

Dearest Helen

Do write me a few lines—I want so much to hear about Sophy1— Does her Brother still intend going abroad?—will Sophy in that case keep on her house?— Pray tell me all you know—give her my kindest remembrance— Poor little thing I am very sorry for her—but what comfort can be got in such circumstances she will get from you and the rest.

The sudden heat has taken as strong effect on me as the cold did—in a different way then it was my chest which suffered now it is my liver The result of discomfort to myself is much the same— I go about however—but as poor Darley said “like a Serpent trying to stand on its tail.”2 And for the rest the household goes on well enough— Anne is today and will be tomorrow the same that she was yesterday—good so far as she goes—but not “going the whole hog” with the emphasis one could wish. However the being a little slow a little ineffectual is perhaps the least afflictive fault she could have—and some fault—being human—she must have. She is perfectly orderly—and respectable—and likes me as much as it is in languid nature to like any mistress— I miss the enthusiasm—the birr that was in Helen—the ready-to-fly-at-everythingness, but on the other hand things go on equably—without flare-ups—and having to help her a little with her work is perhaps good for me in the main—

I wish you had only one servant instead of three—you would find your problem I am sure much less complicated— They spoil one another—

Geraldine has been at the Ashursts for ten days and I have seen her only once— She has never got quite rid of the black dog that jumped on her back during your visit here—however she is coming this evening—to stay ten days she says—but she will stay longer than that I wager— I hope her visit will not be exploded all to nonsense as yours was3—the time she was here before4 Helen fell sick, and Geraldine would empty the slops! which made me very cross with her— —I must try and be more amiable this time, however it stand with my liver, and other things; for her kindness and helpfulness to me in Manchester is never to be forgotten—should cover a multitude of caprices and inconsistencies on her part— You ask about Plattnauer he continues sane enough for all practical and speculative purposes— Comes here about once a week—has become an immense favorite with John Carlyle—but I wish he had employment— He does me no ill—rather good— Kisses to my Uncle

Ever yours

J C