candlestick

January-September 1845


The Collected Letters, Volume 19


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TC TO EDWARD FITZGERALD ; 18 August 1845; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18450818-TC-EF-01; CL 19: 153-154


TC TO EDWARD FITZGERALD

Chelsea, 18 August, 1845

Dear Fitzgerald,

You will do me a real favour if you can, thro' your Friend Browne or any other eligible channel, procure me a winter requiem for this horse of mine. I hope to have finished my affairs here in about a fortnight; am off then towards Scotland:—and should be very glad to annihilate the Horse till theend of February next. He is really a good Horse; has now got to reverence and love me very sincerely; and rides for most part in a very exemplary manner. Does not like railway-trains, and miracles of that nature; but is in general as composed as a Justice of Peace,—and far livelier, and speedier of foot than any justice! In short an eligible animal. I believe he can leap too, and could hunt: but I have small skill to try him in that way. You must write to Browne about it (since you undertake so kindly), and see what can be done.

If Browne, or any benignant Friend and subduer of Horses, would take and ride him, hunt him or what else, all winter, I should expect he would come back to me much improved in his paces, and perfect in all manner of equine behaviour, in the Spring:—but that, I suppose, does not lie within the possibilities: we must therefore look to grass or straw-yard, or some cheap form of annihilation;—in fact to what Browne, at your request, shall decide to be best. I am now ready to part with the horse at any time; and shall want to be rid of him about the first of Septr.— I know not what good he has done to my health: I am very poorly; but I suppose I should have been much worse otherwise. At all events I tried my best; and that was very fit to be done.

Cromwell's own things1 are now all out of my hands,—the last this very day: but there is a conclusion to do, an Index &c &c: there is still certainly a fortnight's work in the business. You will get the Book to try your hand upon in October (so the Booksellers arrange):2—a very tough job of reading; but if you read well, I hope it will shew you more of Cromwell than you have fallen in with hitherto. I reckon it to be like the letting of the Brook upon the Augean Stables; it is meant to tell the whole world what Cromwell is, and turn their attention and exertions towards him:—there will be mountains of dung swum away in this manner by and by, and the real face of Oliver's History will at length become apparent to them.3

Write to me again whither you go. I am ashamed to mention Naseby again; but really should like to see it,—and bury the shin-bone4 there.

Yours ever truly /

T. Carlyle