The Collected Letters, Volume 26


TC TO JEAN CARLYLE AITKEN; 20 September 1851; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18510920-TC-JCA-01; CL 26: 178


Chelsea, 20 Septr, 1851—

Dear Jean,—Take half a word, written in the extremity of hurry, merely to say that we have got safe home, without accident of any kind, tho' unutterably wearied and jumbled; and found Jack here, with a wholesome dinner, yesterday (Friday) evening, and all other pertinents of our Chelsea home in as fair a state as could be reasonably desired. I went off on Tuesday morning, according to purpose when I left you; our poor old Mother was perceptibly better on my return from Gill, and continued afoot next morning, behaving very gallantly till I went away: the thot of her in her weak and weary state of old age is my constant attendant ever since; and weighs sadly on my heart,—if I knew where any help lay! But there is none or little. John will be home again, I hope, in not many days; and that is nearly all that we can anticipate at present. Poor old Mother, she has worked faithfully for us; it is well our part to do whatsoever we can for her, every one of us!

Jane was not very well when I got to Manchester, after a dreary enough day from Scotsbrig: the cold she spoke of is even yet not quite gone. We got out, however, to “Alderley Park,” our country destination next day, after hubbling enough; found all the people there as kind as could be,—but gone nearly mad, the greater part of them with the approaching uproar of the daughter's marriage. Marriage to an Earl,—Heigho! Lord Stanley himself however who is a really clever man was sufficiently cool upon the business, and he and I had some pleasant talk at odd hours. But as to sleep, as to &c &c—it was, with the journey following it, wholly a jumble and tumble of unutterable confusions; out of which one thanks Heaven that one is at last fairly delivered! And that is all. Adieu, dear Sister; give my regards to James. Yours ever

T. C.

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