January-July 1842

The Collected Letters, Volume 14


TC TO MARGARET A. CARLYLE ; 1 March 1842; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18420301-TC-MAC-01; CL 14: 53


Chelsea, Wednesday [Tuesday] Noon 1 March, 1842—

My dear Mother,

Yesterday a Letter came announcing that poor Mrs Welsh, who had been very poorly for some time (but seemed to be recovering) was suddenly seized with something like a stroke of palsy on friday morning last; at which Dr Russell, as natural, expressed himself highly alarmed. My poor Wife, almost out of herself, insisted on setting off by the very earliest train, tho' ill of a cold and in no condition for travelling. She went last night at 8½ o'clock; one of the saddest-looking travellers I ever saw. She would arrive this morning, about six, at Liverpool. Alas, alas, the poor thing (as I now learn by a new Letter which has just arrived) wd find there that her kind ever-affectionate much-suffering Mother was already gone! She had never awakened from that plasy-stroke,1 but died that same evening at half-past ten o'clock. O Dear, O Dear!— —

I am of course all in a whirl of thoughts that cannot be uttered. My poor little Jean is at this moment breaking her heart at Liverpool, where there is nobody but some of her young female cousins to receive her. Her uncle and Walter (I find by the new Letter of this morning) were already to go away yesterday. I know not what course will have to be taken.

I will write to you again, probably in two days more. Adieu at present dear Mother. Oh me!

Your affectionate /

T. Carlyle