The Collected Letters, Volume 28


TC TO JOHN A. CARLYLE ; 22 December 1853; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18531222-TC-JAC-01; CL 28: 345


Chelsea, 22 decr 1853—

My dear Brother,

I am here since yesterday afternoon,1 in a sad enough scene, of sorrows noble and ignoble. Jane came up stairs to me with your two Notes this morning,—and the advice, which was too clearly unquestionable, that I should get ready & set out towards you without delay,— I went forth to get a Bradshaw being quite ignorant about the trains: the Bradshaw I got; but, alas, the utmost exertion of both our intellects (with such composure as is left us) does not suffice to answer that small purpose;—I can learn only (and this not with absolute certainty to my own mind) that an Express Train leaves London this evening at five o'clock towards Carlisle, Liverpool &c; and by that I mean to set out,—with a Ticket for Carlisle (if I can get one), and thence without delay to Ecclefn, Lockerbie, or wherever the thing will set me down.—— This is all I can say at present. God help us all. I think I shall hardly see my poor Mother alive,—and yet I may be there before this letter. My heart is crushed together as under mountain-roads; and even tears are denied me.— Yours ever

T. Carlyle


3 p.m. I have been to Chorley with the Bradw; he interprets that the 5 p.m. Express is only for Manchester & Liverpool; that my quickest and now only method of getting to Carlisle is by the Mail Train, tonight 8¾ o'clock,—that is to say, along with this Letter (so far at least as Carlisle); and with you before it, in all probability. I send it however.— —Adieu therefore,—till Tomorrow!

T. C.