TC TO ELLEN TWISLETON ; 12 December 1857; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18571212-TC-ETW-01; CL 33: 130-131
TC TO ELLEN TWISLETON
Chelsea, 12 decr, 1857—
Dear Mrs Twisleton,
I sent the Magazine to its address, yesterday forenoon, according to your order.1 There are several amusing Articles in it (rather weak, most of them, especially the English one whh heads off);2 but nothing that rises above commonplace except Emerson,—who is getting very wire-drawn quaint and sceptical, but has always something beautifully human in him; extremely distinguishable amid the apehoods that current.
You and the Goodman must appoint your own Evg, and come down to us,—locomotion not being quite our forte at present. However, the Wife (who returns your many regards)3 is still on foot, for whh we ought to be thankful in comparison.
I am, as usual, plunging along on the treadmill; continuing my sad function, till I end it or it end me. Yours always sincerely / T. Carlyle