The Collected Letters, Volume 28


JWC TO LADY ASHBURTON ; 19 November 1853; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18531119-JWC-LA-01; CL 28: 316-317


Saturday [19 November 1853?]

Dear Lady

Am I to wait and bring the presents with me? or to send them now? or what? “Speak your wishes speak your will.”1 They are all here—enough to set up a stand in a Bazaar—and I hope will please you. That they will please the children I have no doubt— But how ever people do make a living by selling that sort of wares? The cheapness is perfectly frightful. All these articles for 2£ 14/9d! and some of them so pretty! I bought them at twice2—the first division in the Lowther Arcade3 as you suggested. but the greater part I got at Portland Bazaar4 which is quite as cheap, and has far more choice, both of articles, and of quality— I have made a sort of distribution according to the ages for my own behoof. I will send it for your revisal, in case you wish any additional things—but the 3dy and 5dy5 articles are by no means despicable and could not be guessed at such a price. Of course the dispositions of the children and their degree of nearness to you will make the ultimate distribution quite different from mine, but mine may be a little help to it—The dolls are naked—as at 6d & 2d may well be; but I will dress them at the Grange when I have left the cares of Life behind me.6 The crying one is for the child you choose to honour— It is a darling, and has almost killed Mr C with crying to him!

Oh have you heard the last news of Tizzy?7 that she is going to America with Dr Hack of Bury8 (the gentleman in whose house she has been residing at Bury) to “sing the Illustrations” to his Lectures on Music, which he is going to try delivering; as a means of making a better income than his practice at Bury yield? She is or is to be again on a a9 visit at the young Seniors— I said to Mrs S10 I wonder at your inviting her again, considering how she behaved to you— “It wasn't I who invited her, she said—it was my poor Husband who is so goodnatured.” She had asked Mrs S “if dear Mrs Carlyle had forgotten her, and if she might not come to see her”? I said; “better not—for I could hold out no hopes to her that she could ever come over me any more. She has come over the fat Boy11 by expressing the greatest anxiety to— —pay HER DEBTS! “If she could only make money enough in America to pay her own and her husbands12 debts, she could then live peaceably on what she has.” Well done Tizzy!

Lawrence is going to America next month—driven by his economical difficulties. He asked me if I thought you would object to give him a letter or two of introduction.13 And then he asked me to ask you. “He was afraid to take such a liberty himself.” We can give him at least two capital introductions to a Mr Butler and a Miss Lynch14 new acquaintances who promised me to do all for him they could

Yours affectionately /

Jane Carlyle