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April 1849-December 1849


The Collected Letters, Volume 24


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TC TO JANE WELSH CARLYLE; 5 April 1849; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18490405-TC-JWC-01; CL 24: 14


TC TO JANE WELSH CARLYLE

Chelsea, 5 April, 1849—

Thanks again, my poor little Coagitor, 1 and there is less creosote too this time,—tho' I wish you had a little better sleep! Mechanical knowledge might certainly contrive to let in a little air, however the shutters are arranged; but, alas, the female mind has no mechanical knowledge.—

Well then, I will come tomorrow, if it be not too rainy—on my own legs most probably, for I cannot stand the shrieking of engineer and railway porters at present;—at all events I will study to be present before 5; tell the Lady, and point out (to the patrons of human virtue, if there are any such) what a biddable youth I am!— Your stockings too—poor soul, it ought to have stockings. Alsop I will try to remember tomorrow also.

All day I have been fidgeting and fiddling; attempting to write,—with almost no success. Good Heavens, shall I never write more! As good hang me at once, and finish—poohooh!

Last night, after nine, I went to Darwin's; hospitable rationality for some time, then home with a lit cigar,—soon after eleven. Gentle night spent, pleasantly even, over Anson's Voyage,2 which is really an excellent Book, still worth reading by anybody. I have got Norwegische Mährchen3 for you; Pendennis4 too (not by myself yet read): hope the tea will be agreeable!— Maurice is going to be married again: an acknowledged fact, so said Dn,—one of Hare's Sisters (“age towards 3 score”!), “not Widow Twining (Arnold's Daughter) who worshipped him so much.”5 Life is made of changes.

No Letters but what are here;—otherwise no nothing. Mutton-chop and miniature pudding, that again is to be my dinner. Elizth seems busy scouring stairs &c; the two female Chorleys6 left cards just now. God bless thee always.

T. Carlyle