TC TO GEORGE RIPLEY; 12 August 1835; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18350800-TC-GRI-01; CL 8:191-192.
TC TO GEORGE RIPLEY
[ca. August 1835]
On my side, as Emerson may have explained to you, I entertain always the project of looking on America one day, where now year after year I hear of new friends awaiting me. It is very “romantic” as they call it, and yet it is very just & true; brethren of the same blood, separated only by a piece of salt water (which they are learning to cross) and by parchment treaties, which to me are mainly pieces of sheepskin stained with copperas! Let us love one another, and forward one another as we can, as it is commanded us. x x x—1 You are likely to see my worthy Emerson. Pray tell him that he has still no chance to be forgotten here. We hope he is wedded before this time & as happy as he ought to be. He & I had some correspondence about my coming to Boston this very winter. I have written him, (if I remember) two letters about it; the last full of mere uncertainty, but promising another so soon as there came any clearness. Will you tell him that it seems to be as good as settled, that I shall not get across this winter, and fully likelier than ever that I shall next winter. The medical brother of whom I wrote to him is still at Geneva only, all in uncertainty; I meanwhile had to make up my mind to recommence my poor burnt manuscript (of which E. knows enough;) you can add that before you read this to him the burnt ashes have again grown leaves after a sort; that the ugliest task ever set me is got done. Whereupon I determine that the Book of the French Revolution shall be written out before I leave it. Almost two volumes still to do; & no prospect whatever to be counted on but that of getting delivered from them! However, it may be long before the Upper Powers set one down with tools for another such task: having begun it, let us end it; and then—?