TC TO JANE WELSH CARLYLE ; 10 March 1842; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18420310-TC-JWC-01; CL 14: 66-67
TC TO JANE WELSH CARLYLE
Templand, Thursday Evg 10 March, 1842—
My dear Jeannie,— Thanks for your dear little Letter, which was a great consolation to me: it is all I could wish at present,—the feelings in it and the tidings both acceptable. I am very glad they thought of M'Neill:1 he will do you much good; he and the daily vehicle, and your own good resolutions.
Today I have often thought of your sad employment: ah me! But that too was to be done; in that sorrow too there is a kind of blessing.
We saw Hunter last night; a very zealous, sagacious and lively man; perfectly versed in the affairs of Templand; and indeed one, of whose helpful ways here I have long since heard tell. It was gratifying to see such a friendly feeling in the man, to find it credible that he had really been of much use. The scoundrel “Charles” (M'Kie)2 had been behaving very ill, as I understand,—had not Adamson and Hunter been there to settle him. I continue to hope that it will not be difficult to form some conclusive bargain about Templand; so that we may finish off with it before long. But Hunter says it is essential that we do not seem to be in any haste; which I believe.
Mrs Martin and Helen have now nearly done; Mrs Martin talks of going off to Moffat on Saturday: she is very quiet here, and very handy. Tomorrow there come two men (M'Caig and another3) to “value” the things, in reference to some tax they call a legacy-duty: a melancholy tax, of which I knew nothing till yesterday. I will then see if I can get settled altogether with your Uncle. On Saturday Walter4 and I propose to go to Barjarg5 (for a woodforrester), and thence perhaps on to Craigenputtoch to see the woods &c themselves. On Monday they all go; probably I shall attend them to Dumfries, and thence perhaps go next day into Annandale for a couple of days.— Today we made out two calls, your uncle and I, at the Mundells's and at Bennet's;6 very dull work, but I suppose needful.——— I have written a word to Helen at Chelsea; I said you would warn her of the day of your arrival, and she meanwhile was to send the Letters hither, once every two days.— Your Aunt Ann's Letter, here inclosed will not avail much; but I send it as evidence of a wish to be kind and be profitable.7
I have no power to write a word which is not worse than silence at present: I will add no more whatever. I will commend my poor Jeannie to the Father of all the afflicted, the great Power, who is God alike of the Dead and of the Living: may His blessing ever be with us all.
Your affectionate /