The Collected Letters, Volume 12


TC TO WILLIAM GRAHAM ; 31 October 1840; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18401031-TC-WG-01; CL 12: 309-310


5. Cheyne Row, Chelsea, / 31 October, 1840.

Dear Mr. Grahame,

I have just written a long letter about you to Mr. Greig of “Canadaigua, New-York State”1 (is that the address?)—adding fuel, if I could, to fire, about this business of the Glasgow American Consulship. It is a relief to me to do it. I burn with impatience to see this project take effect, to do something, anything towards it! My brothers letter arrived last night;2 I wished I had but been President of Yankeeland for one hour.

In good truth, you must bestir yourself heartily for this enterprise. It is worth striving for. I straitly charge you that you leave no stone unturned. Stir up all your friends here and yonder: there is no man that has ever known you but will think any pains well bestowed in giving help here. Harrison, it seems, will certainly be elected.3 Forward, then, forward!

Ought you not to go to Glasgow, and get a Testimonial from as many influential persons, especially American Merchants, as know you there? I have suggested that to Greig; who, I doubt not, will think it suitable. Is there anybody here in London, attainable or unattainable, that has anything to say to it?

I will never forgive you, if you let this business slip thro' your fingers for want of making a stir about it. Hand to the work, and no looking back!

I am as busy as mortal can be at present;—and bilious enough besides. I think often and often of you tho' I say no word;—you know that well enough. Alas, I have to hold my peace about innumerable things. “Dinna gang to dad tysel' a' abried!” Said Lizzy Herd to Wull, when she sent him forth to assist in the winnowing at the Eastgiller. It was the wholesomest advice; immensely necessary for me here at present.

Adieu my dear old friend. My kindest remembrances to the kind hearts at Burnswark.

Yours always truly, /

T. Carlyle.