The Collected Letters, Volume 11


TC TO MARY SHELLEY ; 3 December 1839; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18391203-TC-MSH-01; CL 11: 220-221


5 Cheyne Row / Chelsea / 3 Decr 1839—

Dear Mrs Shelley

There does some indistinct remembrance of a sentence like the one you mention hover in my head; but I cannot anywhere lay hand on it. Indeed I rather think it was to this effect “Treat men as what they should be, & you help to make them so”— Farther, is it not rather one of Wilhelm[']s kind speeches, than of the Uncle's or the Fair Saint[']s?1— James Fraser shall this day, send you a Copy of the work; you with your own clear eyes shall look for yourself—

I have no horse now; the mud forced me to send it into the Country till dry weather came again—Layton House2 is so much the farther off— Tant pis pour moi [So much the worse for me]!

Yrs always truly /

T. Carlyle—