TC TO JANE WELSH CARLYLE ; 26 August 1845; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18450826-TC-JWC-01; CL 19: 170-171
TC TO JANE WELSH CARLYLE
Chelsea, Tuesday 26 Augt —
Dearest—Two nice Letters of thine; and still not one word,—even today only half a word! The truth is, I have this very moment ended Oliver: hang it, he is ended thrums and all! I have nothing more to write on the subject; only mountains of wreck to burn. Not up to the chin in Paper-clippings, and a chaotic litter, hatefuller to me than to most; I am to have a swept floor now again!——
And so tomorrow I will write at leisure: but today the horse is within few minutes of the door; and I will say nothing except that all is well; that Goody must take care and keep herself well.
Here is Fitzgd's Letter; I did not discover it till this morning among the litter. What I did send you Heaven knows. Thanks for the prospect of cigars. Adieu Dearest.