April 1849-December 1849

The Collected Letters, Volume 24


TC TO [JWC?]; 25 July 1849; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18490725-TC-JWC-01; CL 24: 145


[25 July 1849]

and having an excellent quiet place for sleep, passed my time very well. At Limerick (a curious old “Irish Liverpool” one of the grand staples of which is “Peat”!) I found Duffy again; kindly waiting for me, tho' I had written dismissing him on his own course: in a quarter of an hour after my arrival, too, I was found out by a son of one Genl Sir Richd Bourke, a nice young man whom I had known some years ago in London;1 by him, and by his Father (a Capital old Soldier, with a slashed face, a pair of fiery blue eyes, and a head as white as snow), I was next evening (yesterday) carried out to their place here, a beautiful green abode, where I have got an excellent sleep, and am lodged much at my convenience indeed! The young Bourke, an “Inspector” deep in Poor-Law matters, is goin[g] my very road tomorrow; and with him, after due consideration of the matter, I have decided to go,—giving up all “rights” &c in the interim, much preferring silence and rest when they can be had as here.— This is the way I have been welcomed everywhere: no kinder people than the unfortunate Irish, rich and poor! All the people here on this little Estate (as they were in the Becher big one) are very well;