The Collected Letters, Volume 28


TC TO JANE WELSH CARLYLE ; 12 July 1853; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18530712-TC-JWC-01; CL 28: 198-199


Chelsea, Tuesday 4 p.m. (in great hurry) [12 July 1853]

Well, there is at least one place where my poor good Jeannie will not be superfluous: her own home here, which is always in want of her till she return! That is one comfortable fact; never to be lost sight of.

But I rather surmise you will have no end of invitations, were it once known you are open to such,—which I do not want it to be. There are the Erskines, good and kind people tho' given to hoohooing, and terribly afraid of air in the summer nights: what would you say if they spoke up. Then 30 miles farther is Blanche Airly; and behind is Fife and its kingdoms.1 No, you will not be driven home, I fear; you will leave me here, an unprotected male, for dreary weeks yet.— — But better than all these, far better according to my computation is Scotsbrig itself whither I rejoice to hear that you are bound. Stay in Scotsbrig till you want to go. I assure you there is no such “lodging house” on the seashore or off it for my poor Dame, who is right well liked there. And there need not be the least scruple (as I know); you can just, at departing, slip into Isabella's hand half as many or ⅘ as many sovereigns as you have staid weeks, and she will reckon herself even commercially a gainer by the job. That is a certain fact: so long as you can stand Scotsbrig then, and Nero has not eaten all the tewheets. My poor Dear shall have a lodging, I think.

For the rest, know farther always, your room here, both your rooms, are perfectly free of paint, quite pretty indeed; and the weather is really fresh & nice; and the unprotected me—he for one is always agog to see you back again!— I will write to Scotsbrig a bit of a Note to you on Thursday when you arrive. T.C.