TC TO JANE WELSH CARLYLE ; 16 August 1845; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18450816-TC-JWC-01; CL 19: 147
TC TO JANE WELSH CARLYLE
Chelsea, Saturday 16 Augt, 1845—
Dearest, a thousand thanks for your cheery Letter of yesterday; full of all kinds of pretty details; much more “amusing” that1 Dr Julius's marmalade was! The longer one waits, one gets the better service, and is the thank-fuller for it too.
I confidently meant a considerable Letter today; but I have been fagging in the doggedest manner against natural stupidity and a dirty headache the whole day; making no way except by dint of mulish obstinacy,—and Helen on a sudden tells me the dinner is ready. I walked up to Darwin's last night, fancying myself very well, and wishing to be better: he gave me some tea, of which I took very little having already had my own tea; but that little or the talk and it were a ruin to me; and so you have no Letter,—among other results that there are.—— What that pierced missive may be I cannot in the least guess:2 in the other I fancy you will get news of Robertson, of whom there has otherwise come no glimpse or whisper my way.— Of course I declined Bay House. I have not yet given up my notion of being thro' my rubbish in the course of tomorrow. Adieu Dearest. Yours ever