candlestick

January-September 1845


The Collected Letters, Volume 19


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TC TO JOHN A. CARLYLE ; 17 July 1845; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18450717-TC-JAC-01; CL 19: 101-103


TC TO JOHN A. CARLYLE

Chelsea 17 july, 1845—

Dear Brother,

I had your Letter from Leamington;1 which I was very glad of. I wrote to Scotsbrig a word or two last week; I have heard nothing thence but what you tell me.

My work here goes on as it can; not in the most triumphant manner: but it is drawing towards completion now; the better half of the second volume is printed. In about a month, after one or two hard bouts of wrestling with difficulties that yet remain, I expect to be free. I am then for Scotland instantly.— I ride diligently every day; long stretches of swift riding: last evening I was at Dulwich.2 My horse is excellent of quality; but somewhat indifferently broken, which feature of the business has given me some trouble, but the evil is pretty well cured now. I suppose the animal must be doing good to my health; keeping me from being so ill as I should have been: but the first effect, as I am told it is always in horse-exercise, is to shake abroad all the biliary sediments in one, and develope the results of them on the surface. When my Book is done, I shall want to get rid of the horse in some good way. I wish I could fly him into Annandale with me.

The Addiscombe visit did very well; except that on poor Jane's part it had to pass almost totally without sleep. I was there only for one night. The Barings are for Scotland, the Highlands &c, so soon as the Parlt rises, and wish to meet me there; which I think will be difficult to bring about.—Jane is going off early next week to Liverpool and for certain other visits in that quarter. Her Uncle goes to Scotland at the beginning of August; she wants to stay a week with him first: she goes then to the Paulets;—and then possibly into N. Wales, to visit a certain Miss Wynne,—niece, I think, of the illustrious Sir Watkin,—at some Squirearchal House called Lllan—I know not what, not very far from Oswestry in Shropshire. Miss W. is a friend of Varnhagen's, a far-off friend of mine this long while; a very elegant intelligent and well-conditioned Lady, still beautiful tho' now advancing towards a certain age.3 Her father is a perpetual invalid; used to be well known in Parlt. Jane and she made acquaintance at Milnes's, one morning; a breakfast of Milnes's. I fancy the visit will do. Poor Jane has much need of country or some such thing: she is very feeble, and often dispirited.

I hope you will find Leamington air and water do you all manner of good: there was some need of a refit at the time you left us. Continue to tell me what you are about.4

Ever your affectionate /

T. Carlyle

Yesterday, or even Monday Night, I had made up a Newspaper for you: but this morning I find it still lying here,5 and so retain it;—I am terribly tied up with riding: no time to walk anywhither.