TC TO DAVID HOPE; 3 December 1850; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18501203-TC-DH-01; CL 25: 302
TC TO DAVID HOPE
5. Cheyne Row, Chelsea / London 3 decr 1850—
My dear Sir,—Is your Brother William1 still in these parts, and at all engaged in the Teaching department? If so, will you let me ask you for his Address?
A very worthy poor Scotchman has just called upon me, much wanting instructions as to his method of attempting to get employment in that line,—for which he is intrinsically well qualified, tho' quite raw in the ways of this big Babel;—and I, in my great ignorance of such matters, have bethought me of your Brother's experienced sense and humanity as one of the likeliest courses for entering upon this affair.
We are puddling away in the midst of foggy frost, reek, rain, and “No Popery,”—getting up our “Chrystal Palace” very fast (if that could do anything for us), and little else that I see. My two months of roaming in Wales and the Scottish Border, do not seem to have done much for me: I am the same complaining creature you have always known me; and shall likely such, I think. After all, as the Psalmist has it, “Why should a living man complain?”2— Because he is a fool, I do surmise, and for no other reason!—
Believe me always very truly Yours
David Hope Esq