TC TO JANE BAILLIE WELSH; 1 October 1825; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18251001-TC-JBW-01; CL 3:382-383.
TC TO JANE BAILLIE WELSH
[1 October 1825]
I hope you pity me for this painful disappointment, which I suffer in common with yourself. At present I am quite unfit for coming; ever since you saw me I have been much sicker than usual; I am drowned in drugs, and one of the dreariest personages in this side of the County. Perhaps I might be able to set out to-morrow; but that also is uncertain: so fearing that you may become anxious about me, I am despatching this by the Annan Post, which last resource will itself fail in a few moments.
Guess my hurry and perplexity and chagrin. Write to me to-morrow; and if possible contrive some errand for me still. I had many verbal explanations and so forth about this same lease:1 if your Mother thinks this offer worth attending to I may, in spite of all this, still come and see you about Thursday. Write Angel! I am very unhappy; but I love you as my life, and far more.
Mrs. Johnstone2 has sent you her verses, at least such I suppose is [the] packet she inclosed to me the other day. All here, from the youngest to the oldest send you their heartiest love. God bless you! I am your own forever.