April 1849-December 1849

The Collected Letters, Volume 24


JWC TO ANNA BROWNELL JAMESON; 20 November 1849; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18491120-JWC-ABJ-01; CL 24: 293-294


Tuesday [20 November 1849?]

My dear Mrs Jameson

Dont I wish I might do it? But alas!—your note finds me in bed; where I have been spending most of my time for the last five days. I caught a cold, and tried to put it down par vive force [by main force]1—walked ten miles (!) to walk it off; and only walked it deep in, and here I am in the Fountain phase after having done five days of aches and fever. Under these distressing circumstances it is clear I must not dream of being out of an evening so soon. As for Mr C; my Dear! to get him to do any thing pleasant and social would require a woman with ten times my physical force—never to speak of moral! He grows worse and worse that man every day!— But they are really going ahead now, about our “rights” are they not?—and when we get them!!—

What a shame that your handwriting should have become strange to me! Whose fault?—not mine, I think, for I am of a tenacious nature in the matter of affections—loves as well as hates—

Perhaps you will come to see me some time before I return—to the womb of uncreated night2

God bless you / Yours sincerely

J Carlyle