JWC TO JOHN FORSTER ; 14 September 1847; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18470914-JWC-JF-01; CL 22: 71-72
JWC TO JOHN FORSTER
5 Cheyne RowTuesday [14 September 1847]
Dear Mr Forster
Here I am then! returned to Chelsea; a sadder and a wiser woman,1 for my five weeks of pursuit of the Picturesque under difficulties. My Husband and I parted Company at Leeds a week ago— He is now in Annandale, “spending his time” (he writes to me) “chiefly in sleeping and in drinking new milk under various forms”! Rather bilious work one would say! but every man to his humour!2 For me; I am spending my time chiefly in loving the Devil out of a—Yorkshire kitten! which I have adopted for its inexpressible charm of tigerishness But a huge brown paper parcel of M.S3 lies like an incubus on my free spirit! What is to be done? When—and how are we to get thro' it?
Since I arrived on friday night, I have spoken with no mortal but my maid, and twice for ten minutes, with my Brother in law— I believe besides you, there is still a man, or perhaps two of my acquaintance left— But I feel so mesmerised by the Silence and the dimmness that I have no power to announce my return—
Write to me— I am prepared for anything
Ever yours affectionately