TC TO JANE WELSH CARLYLE; 18 August 1846; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18460818-TC-JWC-01; CL 21:17.
TC TO JANE WELSH CARLYLE
Beattock Inn, Moffat / Tuesday 18 Augt 1846—
Dearest, would to Heaven I knew where you were, and how: let me in the midst of unutterable hubbles [tumults] write you one word, at a venture, to say where I am. Here; the whole Baring Plan of Journey having altered and again altered itself, and on the whole gone off very ill:—here; and hope to be safe at Scotsbrig tomorrow; and to have this thing ended;—ended is all I now have to pray for about it.— We have had the worst of weather; the worst of humour (some of us), and the worst of sleep. I do trust and believe I shall find a Letter from you at Scotsbrig: if there be not—!— O my Goody did you but know what this adventure intrinsically was;—but you must and shall before long.
God bless thee Goody evermore!