TC TO JEAN CARLYLE; 23 January 1822; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18220100-TC-JCA-01; CL 2:22.
TC TO JEAN CARLYLE
3. Moray Street, January .
Dear little Jane—Thou never wrotest me any kind of letter, yet I would be glad to see one from thy hand. There is in that little body of thine as much wisdom as ever inhabited so small a space; besides thou art a true character, steel to the back, never told a lie, never flinched from telling truth; and for all these things I love thee, my little Jane, and wish thee many blithe new years from the bottom of my heart.
Does the little creature ever make any rhymes now? Can she write any? Is she at any school? Has she read the book we sent her? Tell me all this—if thou hast power even to form strokes, that is, to go through the first elements of writing. I am living here in a great monster of a place, with towers and steeples, and grand houses all in rows, and coaches and cars and men and women by thousands, all very grand; but I never forget the good people at Mainhill—nor thee, among the least in stature though not the least in worth. Write then if thou canst. I am very tired, but always thy affectionate Brother,
Give my compliments to Nimble, that worthiest of curs. Is Jamie Aitken 1 with you still? I reckon him to be a worthy boy.