1854-June 1855

The Collected Letters, Volume 29


JWC TO JOSEPH NEUBERG; 11 January 1855; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18550111-JWC-JN-01; CL 29: 234-235


Thursday [11 January 1855]

My dear Mr Neuberg

On my knees—with my hair all disheveled—clasped hands—and eyes fixed anxiously on your serene countenance—I ask; have you got back the accursed thing? and have you sent it to Ireland?1 and have you told Ireland if he—even he couldnt stand it—to send it back to you? And if he could stand it, to send you the paper in which it appeared? That I may send it to America—or, in case of the worst, that I may send the M.S to Schramm.2 Which, had I been a wise woman, I would have done at the first; instead of giving you and myself such bother—

Certainly it is not with ones enemies that one has most vexation in this world, but with one's particular friends— They are—the Devil! There will this man be ready to come over from America on purpose to assassinate me, if I have failed to do the impossible at his bidding!—and at the same time I am to take it as a proof of quite remarkable esteem and faith on his part that he condescends to ask me to do any thing for him. Just as he told me one day, that, “instead of being angry” I should have taken some ill temper he had shown, as a proof of his friendship—“for you may have observed” said he “I am scrupulously courteous with those I am indifferent to!” A pleasant sort of man! In the style of that Shepherd in Tasso's Aminta3 who says, “Believe me it is because I love you that I treat you so brutally”

Yours ever affly /

Jane W Carlyle