JWC TO THOMAS CARLYLE ; 29 January 1850; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18500129-JWC-TC-01; CL 25: 14-15
JWC TO THOMAS CARLYLE
5 Cheyne Row Tuesday [29 January 1850]
I take the liberty to write to you myself, my Mistress being out of the way of writing to you she says, that you may know Columbine and I are quite well and play about as usual. There was no dinner yesterday to speak of; I had for my share only a piece of biscuit that might have been round the World, and if Columbine got anything at all, I didn't see it. I made a grab at one of two ‘small beings’ on my Mistress's plate, she called them Heralds of the Morn; but my Mistress said “don't you wish you may get it?”1 and boxed my ears. I wasn't taken to walk on account of its being wet, and nobody came but a man for ‘burial rate,’ and my Mistress gave him a rowing because she wasn't going to be buried here at all— Columbine and I don't mind where we are buried.
This is a fine day for a run, and I hope I may be taken to see Mohe and Dumm—They are both, nice well bred dogs and always so glad to see me, and the parrot is great fun when I spring at her, and Mrs Lindsay has always such a lot of bones, and doesn't mind Mohe and Dumm and me eating them on the carpet; I like Mrs Lindsay very much!
My Mistress brought my chain, and said “come along with me,” while it shined, and I could finish after— But she kept me so long in the London Library2 and other places that I had to miss the post. An old Gentleman in the Omnibus took such notice of me! he looked at me a long time and then turned to my Mistress and said “sharp; isn't He?”—And my Mistress was so good as say; “Oh yes!” and then the old Gentleman said again, “I knew it!—easy to see that!” And he put his hand in his hind pocket and took out a whole biscuit—a sweet one—and gave it me in bits—I was quite sorry to part from him; he was such a good judge of Dogs. Mr Greig from Canadagua3 and his wife left cards while we were out—Columbine said she saw them thro the blind and they seemed nice people.—————————Wednesday
I left off last night dear Master to be washed—this morning I have seen a note from you which says you will come tomorrow. Columbine and I are extremely happy to hear it; for then there will be some dinner to come and go on—being to see you so soon no more at present from your
obedient little dog