TC TO JOHN FORSTER; 22 November 1854; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18541122-TC-JF-01; CL 29: 205
TC TO JOHN FORSTER
[22 November, 1854]
Dear Forster (Excuse this horrid scrap of paper; there are carpenters, smiths, &c again raging, and I am banished into remote nooks!)— It was my full in[ten]tion1 to walk over with the Quarterly and Foote; but you see how I have prospered! My cold was never rightly gone, and I got a new dose of it yesterday; I am baffled and whipped about as I never was in my life before,—and can get very few things done.
Foote is capital; I read the Article as if I had been sitting at a great Dramatic Spectacle, with the Age of George II set bodily to parade before me; its bag wigs, laced cuffs, sorrowful ideas (doggedly borne), sorrowful destinies, angry wooden wit, all strangely present to me. Very neat indeed,—“particular nate,” as the Edinburgh shopkeeper said, when exhibiting the prospect from the Calton Hill;2—and I can only thank my good Forster; and ejaculate heartily, May all good be with him!
It shall go hard if I do not contrive to meet you soon.
Ever yours, dear Fr /