August 1843-March 1844

The Collected Letters, Volume 17


JWC TO THOMAS CARLYLE ; 17 August 1843; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18430817-JWC-TC-01; CL 17: 58


Thursday [17 August 1843]

I write today Dearest without any faculty for writing—merely to keep your mind easy by telling you that I have a headach—if I said nothing at all, you might fancy I had something worse— “AH!”—I could not expect to get off from that vile Wight business so cheaply as with one headach or even two— Since I wrote last, I have had a sad day in bed another only a little less sad out of it—besides the pain in my head such pains in my limbs that I could hardly rise or sit down without screaming— I have taken one blue pill and mean to take another———I am better today—though still in a state for which stooping over paper—and making the slightest approach to thinking is very bad

So “you must just excuse us the day”1—God bless you—I hope your “feverish cold is” driven off—

Elizabeth was seeking your Address for the Kirkcaldy people2—who mean to send you an invitation I suppose— Perhaps it would be your best way of coming back—

Affectionate regards to them all— Your JC