The Collected Letters, Volume 27


TC TO LORD ASHBURTON ; 26 May 1852; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18520526-TC-LOA-01; CL 27: 120-121


Chelsea, 26 May, 1852—

Dear Lord Ashburton,

I am sorry to have fallen under the just suspicion of stealing your beautiful caduceus, or twisted stick, yesterday at my departure: I did not notice it till we were in the cab, halfway to the station and no time to return. It shall be left at Bath House this evg or tomorrow.

We got perfectly well home; and I had a silent afternoon, not interrupted by the Furies, if a stranger to the rosy Hours; and finally an excellent sleep, rocked by the loud tumult of the east-wind, which had grown to copious batterings of rain this morning. What a day for the Derby,1—for her Ladyship's bright new carpets above all! You can report that I put the Letters in, before two o'clock yesterday, in a Town Post-Office.

Except a weakness which seems fitter for a sparrow than for a man,—or which might, in the language not of flattery be defined as a transcendent laziness,—I have now no disease to complain of; and these sad residues will go gradually too, I hope.

I send many regards to My Lady and Sambo:2 bid you take good care of yourself in the middle of the tumults; and am always

Sincerely Yours, /

T. Carlyle

There are now 250 Candidates for the London Library! A subcommittee is to sift them down;—and, in the end, it is too plain, there must be at least 249 disappointments.