October 1845-July 1846

The Collected Letters, Volume 20


TC TO KARL AUGUST VARNHAGEN VON ENSE ; 13 November 1845; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18451113-TC-KAVE-01; CL 20: 55-56


Chelsea, 13 Novr, 1845——

My Dear Sir,

Again accept many thanks for your kind Letter, for your kind punctuality in sending me that little Note of Monies, which completes our small Book-operation, and perfects your service to me in regard to it. Here is Bookseller Nutt's receipt for the amount; and so we conclude with the Scotch Wish on glad occasions, “May never worse be among us!”

Your commission for the Schiller Portraits was very easily executed. I have made the Bookseller send you Six, that you might have Two still on hand, since Four were already disposed of: they are put into a copy of the little Book itself, and are to leave London, by Nutt's Parcel, on Tuesday next, four days hence. I hope they will come all right; and be a momentary pleasure to your friends and you. I have not been able to see them myself; but Chapman the Bookseller is a punctual man. About the beginning of December he will send you, by the same conveyance, a copy of the Cromwell: a rather bungling Engraver is busy with a Portrait of the old Puritan Hero,—which I am somewhat afraid he will spoil. Our artists are, for most part, properly Mechanics; and excel, if at all, only in that latter department!—

We have Preuss's big Book in our library here,1 tho' not quite accessible at present: I design to consult it and others by and by. Archenholz is an old friend of mine; the first Book I ever read in German,—many years ago now!2— — By the way, would you on some good occasion send me a complete List of all your Writings. We have most of them here in our London Library, a favourite reading for all manner of intelligent men and women: but I think they are hardly all here, and we ought to have them all. Pray do not forget this.— I have lately been reading Bülow-Cummerow on Prussia:3 a somewhat commonplace, longwinded, watery man: out of whom, however, I glean some glimpses of Prussian Life, which are very strange to me. Almost the converse of ours: full of struggle, fully of energy and difficulty; so like and so unlike!

Our wanderings here are not yet concluded. The day after tomorrow we go down to the Sea-Coast in Hampshire, for a week or two of winter sunshine, and the sight of kind friends, in a climate much superior to London at this season. One of our gracious Hosts is the Lady to whom that Friedrich Book of Prints you sent us has gone.— I should have told you long since that my Wife made friendship with Miss Wynne, of whom we hope to see more in time coming.4

And so for the present, Farewell. I will wish strength and good-speed; courageous resistance to the Winter, and to all other enemies and obstacles, of which a man finds always enough! With true regard Yours always

T. Carlyle