TC TO JANE WELSH CARLYLE ; 7 July 1846; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18460707-TC-JWC-01; CL 20: 223-224
TC TO JANE WELSH CARLYLE
Chelsea, Tuesday, 7 july, 1846
Thousand thanks, dear Goody, for thy good little Letter! I was right thankful for the Newspaper, which came alone, at the usual time of Post; the Note afterwards, with a ring of the bell for itself, arrived at one. So kind and good a little message! It has lifted a mountain from my poor inner-man. O if you could see there, the real fact of the thing, verily it would all be well, it would indeed,—as by God's blessing it shall yet be! And so, let us say not a word more of it; but pray earnestly from our very inmost heart that we may be enabled to do all that is true and good and helpful not hindersome to one another; and, in spite of our anomalous lot, be found as wise ones not as foolish. For thy great unwearied goodness and true ever-watchful affection, mixed as it is with human infirmity,—O my Dearest, woe to me forever, if I could forget it, or be in any way unjust to it! But let us say nothing; let us each try to see, try to do,—better always and better. And one thing does remain ever clear to me, ever sure for both of us, No honourable truly good and noble thing we do or have done for one another but will bear its good fruit. That is as true as Truth itself: a faith that should never fail us. And so enough.—
Today Chapman has been here; agrees to the £400.1 I have made Chartism ready for the Yankee market,—or at least ready for Robson's making it. Your Copy I will make him return to me; we will not send that to America, but keep it.— I do not ride today; my Horse was so weak yesterday. If the Paulet's have work for a horse, really Bobus is fit to do it, and might be worth his hay there: but for the rest, how can one dream of making their kindness a convenience in that matter! “Neva'!” Nay Bobus, so long as I am here, will be of some use to me: and his keep, were he of none, will not ruin us for a while!—
Buller is Judge-Advocate (a sinecure office of some value) and is to be sub-sub-secretary under Ld Grey, whose ostensible sub-secretary is Hawes new to that business.2 Milner Gibson is in the Board of Trade,—the place once meant for Cobden.3—— —— Buller was at the Barings', last night; terribly sleepy,—as indeed the tea was none of the brightest for any of us: it seemed to me my own heaviness was catching. Tonight I am for Mill's or some such place. There are many tagraggeries to do first. Adieu dear Jeanny mine! T. C.