January-September 1856

The Collected Letters, Volume 31


TC TO ISABELLA CARLYLE ; 21 July 1856; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18560721-TC-IC-01; CL 31: 130-131


Chelsea, 21 july (Monday) 1856

Dear Isabella,

Thanks for your kindness. We are certainly going off: the day after tomorrow, for Edinburgh by express (if all turn out as we expect); and ought to be in Edinburgh that same night (Wednesday) about half past 9.—Jane goes across to Fife, to her Cousin's; I am bound to The Gill, as you know, for some Sea-bathing. However, I do mean to take Scotsbrig on my way. The train leaves Edinburgh at 5 o'clock, I am told, and gets to Ecclefechan at 9 p.m. (that is the best remembrance I have of it). Unless I go across to Fife with Jane for a day on Thursday, my way will be therefore to move towards you that day;—and it will be shortes1 if I say, “Unless you hear farther of me, I am due at the Ecclefechan Station by the Edinburgh train on Thursday 9 p.m.”—However, you must be very punctual in looking out for Letters on Wednesday and Thursday, lest there be a disappointment; for I am not master of the situation; and cannot predict at present farther than as above. Jamie, if he hear nothing more, will probably be at the Station with the Gig on Thursday: and if I be not there to take a seat beside him, he may understand that I am as much disappointed as anybody.

The Dr was here last night; very well; and wholly busied with his three Wards,—or rather with Two, for the Sailor one is fairly sent away some days ago, and sailing towards India now. A second goes off today towards Ayrshire, there to be boarded and taught till Winter and Edinr-College come. The third is for Switzerland, thro' France; and with him the Doctor sets off, some day this week,—straight towards Paris and Geneva or a little beyond.2 At what time, or by what route, the Dr comes back again, is not yet said or fixed. But the three “Boys” will all be happily in their places for some good while coming, and a little out of people's way in the interim.

Jane is moving about; but has very much need of a bit of country, as well as myself. I think it very likely she will contrive to see you before going southward again. But all this is lying quite loose hitherto.— We have never had any oppressively hot weather yet,—only a day or two in june too hot:—the rest always dampish and grey a delightful temperature, tho' not too good for corn. with affectionate regards to all,— T. Carlyle