TC TO WILLIAM BRIDGES ADAMS ; 7 March 1848; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18480307-TC-WBA-01; CL 22: 264-265
TC TO WILLIAM BRIDGES ADAMS
Chelsea, 7 March, 1848—
My dear Sir,
We are very glad to hear of you again,—still struggling and toiling, as we have all to do, but shewing a healthy courageous heart to your difficulties, as only a few of us can do. The late times, for all men in business, whether high or low, have indeed been frightful:—the natural result, as I consider, of our universal frantic haste to become rich; of our worship of King Hudson, and other such Divinities; whom may the Devil soon put in his pocket, and let us try some other!1
Louis-Philippe has gone out not like a King, but like a felon Coiner surprised by the Police,—with such exquisite ignominy as no King before him ran away under. Bon voyage, we will all cry after him; and rejoice in the righteous decrees of Heaven.— I consider this new Republic, whatever may become of it, an immense fact: both because Royalty is gone without return, and there is thus one phantasm less in our poor distracted world, all bewildered and nearly driven mad with such; and also because this new French Government, and all Governments that can succeed it, must actually attack the “Labour Question,” and either do something in it, or be blown in pieces, one after the other; whh grand “Question,” when it gets across the water to ourselves, as it of course must soon do, and men begin to look seriously (with life-and-death feeling) what they can do in it,—is certain, as I think, to dissipate our “universe of cant,” at an amazingly accelerated rate. If you do want men to work, to be taught and guided how to work together,—what continents of baleful nonsense will you not find necessary to annihilate first! Let us cheerfully accept the message of the Destinies; they give us good, as well as evil, and are just always.
My Wife is equally with Mrs Adams an invalid this long while;2 has hardly been across the threshold, I think, since soon after Newyearsday—unlucky they in this world, whose skins are too thin! I hope and believe the returning Sun will brighten into new life these two good female souls; and that they will both come out with the flowers and green leaves!
I do not get beyond Pall-Mall and the Piccadilly region once in six months but I purpose before long to grow more excursive; and certainly the first time I pass near, shall not forget the friendly citadel in the Adelphi.3
My Wife sends kind regards to you and Mrs Adams: good attend you always. I remain
Yours and hers very sincerely