JBW TO THOMAS CARLYLE; 25 May 1824; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18240525-JBW-TC-01; CL 3:70-71.
JBW TO THOMAS CARLYLE
Haddington 25 May 
Devil! That I had you here to beat you with a stick! Such a fright you have given me! Ten days and three, thou wretched calculator! it is four weeks since you got my letter at the very least.1 There is not a disaster under heaven, that I have not imagined to have befallen our commonwealth, within that time— Oh my dear dear Brother do not frighten me soon again—if you can help it! it will take more than one quiet month to restore my nervous system to its proper tone.
May you come! My God! have not I been telling you to come for the last three months? ‘a day beside me!’ you are very provoking! I cannot tell you how many days I wish you to spend beside me—my wish in that matter will be as things turn out; but do not go to fix any time for your journey before we meet. You must stay longer than a day at all events—
How happy I shall be to see you again! to see you after all the perils which you have passed in my mind. What day will you be here? Can I have the rest of Schiller yet? You are getting a charming day for your Journey. every hour is bringing you nearer!—thank God! I have you again! Byron's death made me tremble for all that I admire and love—
Is Rubezahl done? No! but it shall be before you come— You have made me idle for more than a week, even you who are used to be my good genius—till I got your letter I could not settle to any any [sic] thing—indeed I had formed the wise resolution that I would not open a book or put pen to paper till it came. I cannot precisely say what good this was to do me—but I certainly found consolation in it[.] You see my haste— My Mother is waiting for me to walk with her— She is good still: God bless you my dearest—dispatch your business—come—
Yours ever /
Jane Baillie Welsh