January-July 1842

The Collected Letters, Volume 14


TC TO JOHN A. CARLYLE ; 1 March 1842; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18420301-TC-JAC-01; CL 14: 54


Chelsea, 1 March 1842

Dear Brother,

Come to me directly if you be at home.

Yesterday news arrived that poor Mrs Welsh had suddenly sunk down, much worse, apparently in some kind of palsy-stroke. Jane, half-distracted, made instant preparation for setting off; I had to let her go, as really the mercifullest way. She went by the evening mail train, at half past eight last night.— Poor little Jeannie! A new Letter crossed her on the road, and arrived here at noon: my poor little Traveller, hurrying on in her sickness in her agony of fear and hope, would learn when she got to the Uncle's door that she had no longer any mother.— Poor Mrs Welsh had never awakened out of that sudden collapse; she expired the same evening about ten o'clock.

I was sick at any rate: this stern thing has struck me altogether into confusion; and I see not yet what to do. Perhaps I too shall have to go in two days.

Your affectionate /

T. Carlyle