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August-December 1842


The Collected Letters, Volume 15


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TC TO JANE WELSH CARLYLE ; 24 August 1842; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18420824-TC-JWC-01; CL 15: 45-46


TC TO JANE WELSH CARLYLE

Chelsea, Wednesday, 24 Augt, 1842—

No Letter today.— Wel[l here] is the Apostolato, with my blessing and good morning. All goes well,—as well as laziness and the hot weather will let it. My poor writing—alas, alas, it lies all scattered like vapour over wide Immensity; it is to turn into a stream: but how? By labour, by sorrow and toil, thou fool!— —

What say you to Clifton, and a few plunges in the sea! I deserve no furtherance at present; but I have need of it. These yellow-stocking rows, this dusty noisy whirlpool; they are on the whole “better than I deserve,” as Coleridge said.1

We had Mazzini yesterday; no other soul, I think. Today I be—lieve, by way of pennance for my sins, I should go and call upon the Reeves.2

Helen's help, against Helen's will, is still here: the leg, “just beautiful,” shall grow sound first, [and] trouble us no more! The little industrious flea, I perceive, has sewed herself a set of old greenish-coloured curtains in the interim, and has her bed in the kitchen behung with them when I descend to light my pipe.

Jeannie is making up a comfit-box, for her Sister's birthday gift; I had to assist in the wrappage of it. Not another word. I rather wish I were there, or thou here! Adieu; with blessings and affection.

T. C.