TC TO ALEXANDER CARLYLE ; 3 July 1845; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18450703-TC-AC-01; CL 19: 90
TC TO ALEXANDER CARLYLE
Chelsea, 3 july 1845—
My dear Brother,
In a hurried moment, on one of the little bits of Paper fluttering copiously round me, I write my salutations. We are well; my horse does me good,—tho' a very wild fellow; whom I think of parting with, were this hurry over. Weather cool, often wet. I am getting steadily on with my Book, tho' there yet remain six good weeks of it. I will then run for the Country,—for poor old Scotland, I intend. Jack has sent you all the news. Tom's Letter, which I saw lately only, was admirable to us here! Tell him to write again, the rugged Son of Earth,—and little Jane too. The greater Jane, stronger in the summer time, salutes you all.
Adieu, dear Brother.