TC TO JANE WELSH CARLYLE ; 15 April 1841; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18410415-TC-JWC-01; CL 13: 98-99
TC TO JANE WELSH CARLYLE
Fryston, 15 April 1841
Are you ill; or what has befallen? Why in the world do you not write to me, one scrape of a pen, franked by a stamp worth one penny?— I really begin to be seriously alarmed that you are not as you should be. Pray write instantly, if you are not at this very instant doing it. I shall not know what in the world to make of it if I do not hear tomorrow or next day.
I am going to Headingley Leeds1 on Saturday (after post-time), at least I have written today to propose doing that. The Galways are here, and want me into Nottinghamshire; but that does not look very promising. We shall see. The Husband is a good, brisk spirited young man for a hunter: the Lady continues to be a dry fountain,—I begin to fear now, no fountain, but a dry cistern— I stay at Headingley till Monday; it is not above 20 miles off this, and by railway.
Write; for God's sake write, even if you are ill.
Evermore Yours (in unspeakable haste about nothing”) /