TC TO JOHN FORSTER ; 1 January 1858; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18580101-TC-JF-01; CL 33: 146
TC TO JOHN FORSTER
Chelsea, 1 jany, 1858—
If you have quite done with that mass of Printed Sheets,1 will you tie a string about them; and, tomorrow or some day soon, I can, without dismounting (whh involves difficulties), get them from the servant, and make my horse bring them home. I sometimes need back-references &c; and have not a proper succedaneum [remedy] in such cases.
I wish you with all my heart a “happy New year,” dear F.,—as happy as this confused whirlpool of a world can yield it to a man! I am myself laboriously sprawling along in the valley of the shadow of Printer's Devils, and cannot expect to know “happiness” even by name: but things will alter in one's favour by and by.
Yours in new year and old / T. Carlyle