TC TO HENRY INGLIS; 3 December 1827; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18271203-TC-HI-01; CL 4:293-294.
TC TO HENRY INGLIS
Comley Bank, Monday [3? December 1827].
My Dear Sir,
I give you many thanks for your “full-length” by that “mystic black-guard,”1 which otherwise we might not have seen. I hope you did not want the paper farther; for I have sent it off to my Mother, to show her what a monster she has brought into this world of “weekday men.” On the whole, a murky cloud not only of German transcendentalism but also of Outer-house2 triviality would appear to be threatening various greater and lesser lights of this City. We can only commend them all and sundry to the keeping of Providence; or failing that, of the Devil, who has his “elect” as well as another.
But for the present I am to ask you for that promised frank. The poor Straw-plaiter3 has written to me this morning, and I am on my way to call for her money. Tomorrow or any other day will do; and your Uncle4 will not grudge such an act of charity. The address is:
Hoping soon to see you, or to hear at least that you are detained by a less mournful cause,
I remain, / My Dear Sir, / Sincerely Your's, /
Th: Carlyle—
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