The Collected Letters, Volume 13


TC TO JEAN CARLYLE AITKEN ; 23 April 1841; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18410423-TC-JCA-01; CL 13: 111


Scotsbrig, Friday Afternoon [23 April 1841]

Dear Jean,

We accomplished our expedition very happily yesterday: in spite of stopping both at Gill and Ecclefechan, we got here with the sun still shining cheerfully, and our good Mother no way incommoded. Today I do not think such a feat would have been practicable. Our Mother had a good sleep last night, and really looks little below her ordinary way today. We keep her in the house, good fires about her; Isabella assiduously managing all. It is very lucky the business has ended so.— My Mother says Jean's waiting on her was “wonderfu'; I wate na [know not] when I'll get her paid, poor thing!”

It seems in the hurry yesterday a certain “union-dress” (a woollen internal case) was forgotten, and also a drugget gown.1 You can send them when James sends the Book of Martyrs.2

Mary yesterday was as brisk as ever. They had never yet got your Letter; which your Goodman himself left in the Postman's quarters! You should mark on the back of them the day of the week and month; that might be a kind of check.

I have had some sleep, but am terribly churned to pieces. Nothing is so good for me as to sit here, and do and even say as nearly as possible Nothing.— A Letter from Jane this morning reports all to be well. I have not been down at Jenny's yet; but must try perhaps to walk so far this evening.

Jamie's Boy ought to be waiting down stairs before now! Our Mother is in bed; courting sleep, by a gentle perusal of one of my Books. Good day, dear Sister. I hear some talk of Glen Stewart house (near Mary, near the Gill & Kinmont) for our summer residence;3 but I fear it will come to little or nothing.

Your affectionate Brother /

T. Carlyle

My respects to both Jameses,—very small respects to the young one,4 who would not take my penny when offered him!