TC TO JOHN A. CARLYLE ; 28 July 1853; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18530728-TC-JAC-01; CL 28: 232-233
TC TO JOHN A. CARLYLE
Chelsea, 29  July, 1853—
My dear Brother,—I am greatly obliged by these bulletins you send me about my poor dear old Mother; the one I have just got tonight has been a precious relief to me. What is to be the immediate issue, God alone knows: I think of little else, and am in a continual sadness, very deep but not without blessedness either, about it,—and try to be resigned and prepared for what can so easily befal. Do not let me want for a word of news!— I think in general, this seems to be a crisis produced by the excessive use of stimulants, wine &c (whh surely is not a good line of action, if one could help it); and I sometimes incline to hope, since her own strength brought her out of it, she may yet be spared to us a while. But we do not know, we do not know! God alone is ruler of it; God's will be done, for this world and for all worlds. Amen.
Jane was to have come today according to one plan; but she is still at A. Welsh's (a quieter house than that in Maryland Street); and I do not much think she will be here till monday; nor shall I even know till tomorrow.1 She appears to be very sleepless, weakly, tho' not specially ailing: I suppose she may be better here than in any other place, now that the Town is thinned.
I had a Letter from Neuberg the other day: dates Würzburg (or near it); has been sadly plagued with all manner of ailments flying over his massy person;—is going now to Kissingen to the waters, then to Kiel & the Baltic Coasts; afterwards to England to settle: Poor fellow, after all.
Some work tries to go on here, but the result is very trifling!— You will all be flying about till November come; and one may have the hope of falling in with you in some part of yr wanderings. Adieu, dear Brother