1854-June 1855

The Collected Letters, Volume 29


TC TO JOHN A. CARLYLE; 4 November 1854; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18541104-TC-JAC-01; CL 29: 185-186


Chelsea, 4 Novr, 1854—

My dear Brother,

That grave futurity you allude to was in my thought too, in superintending of Mares; and there is full provision made for it: the Stone, in fact, the available part of the stone, is hardly above an inch shortened by the change I suggested; and in the state Mares had brought it to (divided into lines,—which also had some advantages), that was a real improvement. I believe it is all perfectly satisfactory so far as that goes.

Mares's man has already been here with the Note they had got from you; he found me still at breakfast: I explained to him what it meant; and that he must go on as before. I write you this word the first thing I do, lest something else prevent me afterwards; being very sorry to think of your sad anxieties on that mournful score: Ah me, Ah me!

Having my whole days work still ahead, I will write no more at present. Perhaps you will let me hear again more deliberately from Edinr? If you have time;—let it all depend on that.

I am glad to hear Jean has gone to Glasgow at last; she will get to the root of the matter there, and see what is feasible, what not. If you can in any way help her, of course you will.1 I had a Letter yesterday from D. Hope,2—suggesting (in a far-off and very polite and modest way) whether I might not like to review a certain volume of Verse Translation from the German by an old lame Glasgow gentn3 who had urged him to the inquiry? Answer is, expressive silence.— We have frost in the air here, but none else where yet, and very agreeable dry winter weather. Sebastopol not taken; nor the Russian Empire quite coerced into Pater-Peccavi [Father, I have sinned], by the last advices; but a general hope that it soon will be,—that both soon will be!4

Yours ever affectionate

T. Carlyle