TC TO LADY STANLEY ; 23 September 1859; DOI: 10.1215/lt-18590923-TC-LST-01; CL 35: 214-215
TC TO LADY STANLEY
The Gill, Annan (for Scotsbrig, Ecclefechan) N.B. 23 Septr, 1859—
Dear Lady Stanley,
I am still hovering in these parts,—my Wife, I hope, getting into Chelsea, from York, this very afternoon;—and intend to rush home-wards (journey to be swallowed like a dose of physic) within the next 7 days.
Your kind Letter, what you say, and how you say it, is a great temptation to me; and I have by no means given up Alderley,—nor will say No to it without a great struggle! But you hear (tho’ I hope you cannot understand) what kind of thing a “journey” is to me:—wait, and let me fight out the decision. About Thursday,1 if I come at all, will be the day. And you shall hear of it before that. Be still, and wait how the hour of doom decides. I still hope “Yes”: ah me!—
Yours ever (here at a Sister's)