TC TO JOSEPH NEUBERG; 28 November 1854; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18541128-TC-JN-01; CL 29: 207-208
TC TO JOSEPH NEUBERG
Chelsea, 28 Novr, 1854—
Dear Neuberg,—We expected you last night: I began to reflect, however, that it had been only my own understanding of the thing, and that there was no express appointment. Let us now settle it so: Whilst this State-Paper &c business lasts, we are to meet on Sunday Evg, unless at any time the contrary be specified.
Last week I made poor way; having again an invasion of Carpenters, Carpet people &c &c;—nevertheless did not quite give in: there is a stock of Copying now on hand,—no great haste about it either.
On Saturday or Friday I got that Stuttgart Letter: as the man apparently has nothing to give me, I design merely to send him a List of my Books, and bid Heaven help him. I suppose his Translator will be some poor young man, greatly incompetent for such a task: I could have greatly preferred you for the operation, had it come in your way, and had you wished to accept it.— By the bye, if the latter is the case, I suppose the former may at once be so? In that contingency (namely if you wish it) I will at once (hereby) employ you to answer “Chelius of Stuttgard”1 for me, and to lead him as you like by such bridle as there is! But I suspect you had better not meddle with him; he looks too like a “railway literature” gentn to come to much. I rather judge he should be left to his fate.
Schubarts Leben I have been reading, these 3 evenings. Strauss's part of it is very well done; with a certain stern business-brevity, conclusiveness and precision, that are very rare among German Editors. Schubart himself is a sad Olla Podrida [Hodge-podge] of flabby nonsenses; but Karl the Tyrann appears very diabolic in the background.2 The other Book has not come. Yours always truly
I am here any day, going out to walk, between 3 & 4 p.m.