TC TO JOSEPH NEUBERG ; 14 March 1856; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18560314-TC-JN-01; CL 31: 49
TC TO JOSEPH NEUBERG
Chelsea, 14 March, 1856—
I shall not be at home next Sunday,1 I am sorry to predict. Happily it will not stand in the way of work at present. I am even not quite certain for the following or second sunday,—but there is time ahead between us and that.
On the whole, I think it will be better if you bring me back that “First Silesian” mass of Papers in the state they are now in. It will cost you infinite trouble to pick out the available passages,—and it will do me but little good in proportion; as, I suppose, they are excerptible mainly by the scissors, in a readable kind of conditn; and I myself know better, at this stage, what is worth excerpting. You shall have another stroke at the thing, when it is more reduced to order, and worthy of your unweariable pains.
We are still very ill of cold here, my poor wife worse than when you saw her; no likelihood except in change of the wind to west.— I hope your dose of the business is over. My Brother is gone to Cheltenham2 for two days; I endeavour to keep very busy: the will good enough, but the way very small and trifling!
Yours ever truly /