July 1847-March 1848

The Collected Letters, Volume 22


TC TO JOHN FORSTER ; 7 January 1848; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18480107-TC-JF-01; CL 22: 198-199


Chelsea, 7 jany, 1848

Dear Forster,

Thanks;1 it is much better as now ordered. I have written to Blakely for his Two Notes copied, or for his permission if these are not forthcoming. News from him, I have said, will be expected, at Wellington Street, on Monday evening if possible, at latest on Tuesday morning.

Today, in answer to my two Clippings from the Daily News, I have this Letter from poor “W. S.,” which really makes me smell Bedlam from afar, and fills me with sympathy and apprehension for the gallant soul!2 In very truth a Gentleman, and bit of right stuff,—tho' sunk into such wonderful strata of human speculation as he lives in.— I have written to Bruce peremptorily enjoining that all persecution of, or inquisition into, “W. S.” grounded on knowledge derived from me, do entirely cease,—as he values his pledged word and mine. To “W. S.” himself I have written comfort; assurance that I do not believe and have never believed him capable of falsity or forgery;—advise too that the time for schlägen [weapons] (broad-sword and oak-cudgels, for you see he talks of that in his frenzy!3) is not yet perhaps quite come! “A forger of Cromwell Letters,”—Good Heavens!— Preserve this last Letter of his as one of the most precious. And let us pity, and humour, the poor white man;4 and do what is possible to quell this insane hurlyburly about nothing at all.—

We go tomorrow, according to program. We shall expect to hear of you about Wednesday5 or soon after. In the meanwhile get well;—and prosper every way till we return. And so Adieu, dear Forster.

Yours ever truly /

T. Carlyle