April 1849-December 1849

The Collected Letters, Volume 24


TC TO MARGARET A. CARLYLE; 8 July 1849; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18490708-TC-MAC-01; CL 24: 110


Halverstown, Kilcullen 8 july, 1849—

My dear good Mother,—Take one word from me before my eyes close in sleep; I meant to have written at great length, but not a moment is left me to myself, and at this time I am really worn down with sleep, and much in need of it, Dublin having proved a very noisy place to lodge in.

I am now some 40 miles on my road forward from Dublin; having quitted that City yesternight, and again run thro' it this morning on my way hither; where kind friends have received me, put me into the best of lodgings, and taught me to feel that man is kind to man,—and that surely a good Providence watches over all! This is the place of Fitzgerald's Brother (known to the Doctor), an excellent house; I am safe here, and in spite of all my tossings and tumblings getting strength from my tour, so healthy is the summer air, so useful to me this stirring up of my stagnant humourly locomotion. Poor Jane is to set out Northward tomorrow, I believe; I have written to her, a Letter which probably she will forward to you (if it catch her rightly at Neuberg's); it will explain to you a little what my history since you last heard is. Bid Jack write to me, “Post-Office, Cork”: if he do it immediately I may calculate on getting his Letter there.— I should not have run from Dublin quite so fast, except to avoid the Lord Lieutenant's dinner, which could not otherwise be done. I am to go and see some places here tomorrow, and next morning; then in the Evening (of Tuesday) I am to go (by rail, mainly) to Kilkenny, and lodge with the Mayor there, one Dr Cane with whom Duffy now is; after which, having looked at all things rightly in Kilkenny, we set forward in good earnest on our Tour. Such a country for ragged beggars I never saw or dreamed of: but it is full of hospitable kindness too, and I hope to gain several advantages by seeing it. Jane's Letter, I hope, will reach you the day after this, or the second day after. Good night, dear Mother; my eyes are quite falling together. Blessings be with you and all at Scotsbrig. Your affectionate T. Carlyle