April 1849-December 1849

The Collected Letters, Volume 24


JWC TO JOHN FORSTER; 13 November 1849; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18491113-JWC-JF-01; CL 24: 288-289


Tuesday evening [13 November 1849]

God's will be done! dear Mr Forster If one said otherwise, it would do itself all the same, in spite of our teeth; so best to subscribe with a good grace. I have taken ‘a heavy cold’—had not five minutes sleep all night with it, and am just risen after a feverish day in bed— There is no present prospect of my being up to any sort of pleasure tomorrow, and I think with dismay of Mrs Dickens b[r]ought1 to meet me and me not forthcoming— So I write at once that you may if you like put the other female off—But for Mrs Dickens, who may not perhaps feel so perfectly at home ‘in Chambers’ as you have taught me to feel, I should have waited till the last moment in hope of a miracle being worked in my favour—Mr C of course will be with you as little too late as possible for a man of his habits—

Affectionately yours

Jane Carlyle

There is a novel I might read if I could get it during this period of sneezing and streaming at the eyes—written by a very young girl of the name of Moloch? not Dickenss, “a young Lady growd”?2 I can't remember the name of the book but, the Authoress's name is Moloch or something very like it—and it is published by Chapman— It must be rather curious to see for I am told by Madame Pepoli the Moloch is eighteen, has read “absolutely no books” and seen “nothing whatever of society”—and the book is coming to a second edition—“circulates in families” and will yield profit”—