July-December 1855

The Collected Letters, Volume 30


TC TO JOHN A. CARLYLE ; 1 November 1855; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18551101-TC-JAC-01; CL 30: 101


[1 Nov. 1855]

My dear Brother,

That “Wills” on the other side is Dickens's editor and factotum: what the purport of his message is to you and to Hamburg, you see here or perhaps already know. He has “written to Dr Cle,” he says; but with what address (and how he well got any) is uncertain to me: so I despatch this that you may know witht chance of delay what to answer your Rauhe Haus people.1— I have not yet got any work begun; the iron pen will not obey my hand at all at this stage of the day!— We have had again, and still in a degree have, one of the driechest and heaviest rains,—three continual days of it; at least this is the third and it is not quite ended yet.

Tom Garthwaite will be reading a Letter from me abt this time. He sent only one specimen of the kind of cloth I was used to; I bid him send more of that kind before we go farther.

Here is a Letter of Isabella's whh came a day or two after my last enclosure to Scotsbrig, when I knew not as yet where you were. Of course there is now nothing new in the Letter; but you must have it.

The old Deptford “wards of Johnson,” sorrowful old women, have begun complaining upon me again;—their case is to go into The Times (perhaps is there, this morning?)2 that I may have done with it forever and a day. Adieu dear Brother; this is all at present.

Yours affectionately

T. Carlyle