TC TO JANE WELSH CARLYLE ; 24 March 1846; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18460324-TC-JWC-01; CL 20: 151-152
TC TO JANE WELSH CARLYLE
Home, Tuesday, 24 March 1846—
Dear good Wifie, I am very lonely here without thee;—oppressed with Cromwell shoe-parings, bad spirits and many considerations. I have done three Proof-sheets; and a despicable fraction of a Letter, worth nothing, and cramp to manage as if it were a Petrarch's sonnet. It is now 4 o'clock; and I must out without saying anything.
Yesterday I dined exclusively on soup. Slept well, and in spite of my spirits am better today. Little Espinasse had not come when in dropped little Ballantyne of Manchester, last night. A fine cheery sensible “bit Paisley body”!1 They kept me idle the whole evening; and tired me to the edge of sleep. Espinasse is quite off with Panizzi; a successor is appointed: E., looking out for employment from Newspapers &c, has not yet written to Edinr;—I wish I could assist him, but cannot at present, poor little fellow.
These Letters, all but Buller's to which I answer Yes,—were waiting for me yesterday. None for thee; till these two this morning. I have another nearly unreadable Letter, about some small Cromwell matter, from Lord Lovelace (that is the Byron Son-in-law?)—which so soon as I have done with it shall come; tomorrow probably. Burn the rest; with or without reading. Nickisson's people have brought down the Shilling Magazine;2 which shall be left tonight at Stanhope Street for the Lady Harriet's brougham. Kind regards to all that will have them. Sleep well; and be good to me. T. C.