April 1849-December 1849

The Collected Letters, Volume 24


JWC TO JOSEPH NEUBERG; 2 September 1849; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18490902-JWC-JN-01; CL 24: 214-215


Kirkaldy / Sunday [2 September 1849]

My dear Friend

I am just about turning my face homewards— Tomorrow I go to Haddington again—this time with my name on my luggage, and all my personalities openly worn—I shall remain there till Thursday and should like a few lines from you before I go further—but if you have not time to write at once, have a letter for me at Liverpool on Monday the 11th1—I shall be at

Mr Welsh's / 20 Maryland Street / Liverpool for a day or two on my way to Chelsea

I am too much WORRIED just in these days for writing leisurely letters, besides having been knocked about like a human shuttlecock—and now a—wasp(!) has put the finishing stroke to my inefficiency by stinging my right hand in the most brutal manner!—of course the wasp died of it on the spot—but, after 24 hours I am still in pain, and my finger in a poultice.

“A sudden thought strikes me”—not: “let us swear everlasting friendship”—that we have done already—and one good time for all will do but it strikes me, that I will send you, some notes of my first visit to Haddington made for my own edification—thereby proving to you my immense faith in your sympathy—as from all but the most sympathetic friend one would naturally withold such outpourings of human egoism as is here written down. Moreover it will give you some clear idea of the locality and atmosphere in which you are expected to write to me.— But you are to send it back to me in your first letter2

Mr C went off to the Highlands two days ago to spend some two or three weeks at Lord Ashburtons shooting quarters he will not be in London till some time after me— Oh my poor hand is very unhappy

Ever most / truly yours

Jane W Carlyle