The Collected Letters, Volume 25


TC TO ALFRED TENNYSON ; 5 October 1850; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18501005-TC-AT-01; CL 25: 250-251


Chelsea, 5 Octr, 1850—

Dear Tennyson, [ … ]

and create (if you be thrifty) four pipe-matches for you.

The Writer is a skilful Physician,1 and a man of good sense, once settled and doing well at Leamington, where my Brother made acquaintance with him, under sad circumstances, some terrible disorder (Caries of the bone, or whatever its name) having seized upon the face of the poor man, and threatening to eat this away and his wretched life with it. He fled to Keswick; and after years of the horridest suffering heroically borne, has unexpectedly recovered [himself?] [two or three words cut away] (frightful to see!) [and there he now resides, not idle still, nor forsaken of friends, or hope, or domestic joy—a monument of human courtesy and really a worthy and rather interesting man. Such is your admirer and mine. Heaven be good to him and us.]2

Your Locality today is much preferable to mine among the malodorous dim fogs. But I am going into the Country, a short spell, again; and hope to be back, in better case, by the time you and Mrs Tennyson arrive. With many respects to that interesting Lady, and all friends about Coniston,— Yours always / T. Carlyle