TC TO JOHN FORSTER ; 27 August 1843; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18430827-TC-JF-01; CL 17: 86-87
TC TO JOHN FORSTER
Scotsbrig, Ecclefechan N.B. 27 August, 1843—
Here is a Letter waiting me from a Mr Leitch;1 of whom ransack my poor memory as I may I cannot find the slightest vestige, either in this or any prior state of existence! What in these singular circumstances is to be done?— Pray read his Letter nevertheless; pray look at him with humanity when he presents my card: examine his credentials and proposals with gentleness tempering caution,—for I do certify that Nickisson speaks of him as an actually extant man not unknown to me, that Sir Wm Hamilton's and Glasgow Lushington's2 testimonials are those of competent men; and that—on the whole you ought to let Chapman & Hall have a look at him in that state of matters!
He cannot be Leitch Ritchie? O Mnemosyne!3—
My wayfarings hitherward have been of chequered character, with as many rests intervening as I could effect, with as much of silence as was possible for me. I begin to long for Chelsea again; and know not whether I can undertake “to return by Edinburgh” or not. Returning whatever way, I hope to see you again before long, and hear good news of the whole world from you. Let that be enough.
Getting home to my Mother's here last night, I found some twelve Letters, all about as momentous as this of Ritchie Leitch's; all requiring some answer or other. May the Devil confound it!
I add not another word at present; except to bid you call at Chelsea for my Wife as you ride past, and to prosper and be of good cheer always.
Yours, dear Forster, in immense haste