candlestick

April 1849-December 1849


The Collected Letters, Volume 24


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JWC TO THOMAS CARLYLE; 10 September 1849; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18490910-JWC-TC-01; CL 24: 226-227


JWC TO THOMAS CARLYLE

Scotsbrig—Monday [10 September 1849]

Here I am Dear! You there and I here! Such changes are brought about by fleeting time! Well! I am thankful to be finally here when your letter awaited me two hours ago— For I did not arrive on Saturday had to disappoint them on Saturday sore against my will—but I have had some sort of bilious attack that kept me in bed at my Aunts two days longer than I meant to have staid there—it began during the night before I left Haddington—and I was in terror of being laid up there—the poor old Donaldsons living in perpetual dread of Colera—which is again carrying off many people at Haddington—and fancying every sort of illness must end in that1— So I said as little of my sore throat as possible—and after I got back to Clarence Street I kept a day on foot—getting no sleep all the while—for a week I had had almost no sleep at all—so on Friday evening I had to take to bed—and John was written to on Saturday morning that I had taken “one of my Headachs” to keep them easy—and my Aunty and Betty were as kind as possible—and this morning I felt quite well enough to come—John brought the gig to the station on chance and all has gone well— They were all in tears when I came and I should be ill to please indeed if I were not pleased with my welcome— I have had some hen-broth and bread pudding—and feel the better for my journey rather than otherwise— I write this hasty scrawl which they say they will send a boy to the post office with, in case of your getting frightened at our silence—for John brought back a note he had taken to the post office for you on not meeting me on Saturday but I must not try to write a long or agreeable letter to night for fear of my head again— so John says— Tomorrow I expect to be quite well and will write leisurely— I am very impatient to be at home now this tashing [throwing carelessly] about has lasted too long. still I am most glad to have been at Haddingn and at Clarence Street and here too—such kindness has met me every where— That dear good Betty!—how much I have to tell you of her—both comical and pathetic

till tomorrow affectionately yours

Jane Carlyle