The Collected Letters, Volume 28


TC TO JOSEPH NEUBERG ; 22 January 1853; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18530122-TC-JN-01; CL 28: 16


Chelsea, 22 jany, 1853—

Dear Neuberg,—What in the world has become of you? We have expected you any evening these three weeks; and begin to fear you are not well! On Sunday evenings especially we are apt to be at home;—and any day when you are in Town, surely it would give us pleasure to see you, if we could!— However, if the weather were once a little brighter, I mean to take Hampstead on hand, and try for myself.

Mean time, on Tuesday evening the celebrated “Miss Williams WYNNE” is expected here to tea, perhaps even the celebrated “M. Montégut” of the Révue des 2 Mondes (a very small but good representative man): if you could come and join them and us, perhaps it would amuse you for an hour. You need not write or appoint; only come if you can.

We have been rather out of sorts, sleepless &c for the last ten days, I think; but are now about par again;—very deep in the Reichs-Geschichte [traditional German history], one of us; which is a dark section indeed of Nox and Chaos! No dumber people have been found, not even the English, than these respectable Teutonic cousins; what great actions they have done, what great platitudes (mere silence audible, a dreadful kind of silence) they have uttered about them! I think it is “the nature of the beast.”—

Yours ever truly /

T. Carlyle