The Collected Letters, Volume 27


TC TO JOHN A. CARLYLE ; 13 January 1852; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18520113-TC-JAC-01; CL 27: 12-13


Chelsea, 13 jany 1852

My dear Brother,

Many thanks to you for running over so promptly to Dumfries for me. May your shadow never be less!— We have not the Plan here, but believe it to be with Mr Stewart at Gillenbie;1 I dimly remember seeing it there myself, in one of our conferences about the sale of the place, a good many years ago, and that is my last glimpse or trace of it. I have written to Adamson to say so.— The whole matter seems now to be in a good train; and I will hope you will carry it victoriously to an issue, you and An, which will be a real favour to me indeed.

Jane has got out of her cold again; at least so far as to come down stairs: but she is still very weakly;—and the weather is one element of mud and damp darkness; continual dripping or pouring wet these two days: I went to Erskine's on Saturday night, all wrapt agt hard frost; at my issuing out again, it was spitting wet with thaw wind, and so it has ever since continued! More fitful capricious weather was never seen.— At Erskine's were only Farie and little Captn Erskine just returned from his long cruise at the Antipodes,2 and very full of talk abt savages &c: I got mischief from the adventure, not benefit, as was to be anticipated.— I am reading much about Frederic the Great; but I think it will not come to anything farther than reading. This morning I had a Letter from Mackenzie (Man of Feeling's son, and friend of Erskine's) abt a Book on Wallace:3—ah me!— A Life of Elliott the Corn-Law Rhymer is come;4 worth very little; whh I mean for my Mother whenever Jane has done with it. Adieu, dear Brother: give my love to my Mother and them all. Yours ever

T. Carlyle