The Collected Letters, Volume 27


TC TO JANE WELSH CARLYLE ; 26 August 1852; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18520826-TC-JWC-01; CL 27: 252-253


Thursday, 3 p.m. (postponed dinner just at hand!)—

Except the Enclosures, “nothink for Craigenputtoch today Ma'am”: you had such a dose yesterday, and must be in such a flurry today with the Passport business added to all the others that press on you. Poor Goody I wish I could relieve thee from such a tribulation: but it will not do just yet; patient effort a while and it will be over.

I have quiet here (in Jack's absence) quite heavenly, and such a sun and air as cannot in Germany or out of it be beaten. How happy could the human soul be to continue long, almost forever, in such a situation,—did not Time flow; did not for one example, the inner man get hungry; and hear, not with displeasure, the sound of some dinner getting ready!

Lady An's prognostics are sufficiently dismal; but we are in for it, and must go. Silesia I hardly meant to undertake, of late, and certainly cholera is not the thing I will run into witht reason. Your two letters to Publishers are here: to Gully I have written in friendly refusal for cause.

In the calm day I find enough to busy me, hundreds of things to settle and arrange: Jack comes home at 5 (out of Wattdom); after that, less possibility of working.— Adieu, dear Jeannie: I will write again tomorrow; and expect to hear one word from you at Edinr, if you can manage to have time tomorrow— I am glad to hear of Hemus Terrace,1—alas, alas, can the poor little soul sleep there?

Adieu / Yours ever T. Carlyle