TC TO LADY HARRIET BARING ; 11 August 1842; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18420811-TC-LHB-01; CL 15: 7
TC TO LADY HARRIET BARING
Chelsea, 9  August, 1842—
My dear Madam,
Tho' I have not yet had the honour to receive your Letter, which I shall be very proud of when it comes, yet knowing from Mr Baring what its purport is, I make all haste to answer.
Surely no visit whatever could give me greater pleasure than one to Addiscomb Farm;1 in company with the Taylors2 whom I like well,—or with, or without, whomsoever you might please to like. Unluckily, however, I have just been voyaging with Mrs Taylor's Brothers, to Belgium and back again,—with many sensations, enjoyments, and alas with next to no sleep; and those jumbling Sea-waves, and those strange pepper-box Cathedrals, and other exotic phenomena are still keeping up such a Saturnalia in my head and heart that I am by no means equal to the enterprise at present! I hope you pity me; I do at least pity myself.
Perhaps this first is not the last Note you will ever write to my poor address? In that case, if you can so much as remember “Chelsea,” the Penny Postman will at once do his duty.
Will Mr Baring please to accept my compliments and regrets.
I remain always, / My dear Madam, /
Yours with great regard /