exchange, which went by the “Royal William” in January, I enclose the duplicate.  And now all success to the Lectures of April or May!  A new Kingdom with new extravagances of power and splendor I know.  Unless you can keep your own secret better in Rahel, &c., you must not give it me to keep.  The London Sartor arrived in my hands March 5th, dated the 15th of November, so long is the way from Kennet to Little & Co.  The book is welcome, and awakens a sort of nepotism in me,—­my brother’s child.

—­R.W.  Emerson

I rejoice in the good accounts you give me of your household; in your wife’s health; in your brother’s position.  My wife wishes to be affectionately remembered to you and yours.  And the lady must continue to love her old Transatlantic friend.

XXXV.  Emerson to Carlyle

Concord, 19 March, 1839

My Dear Friend,—­Only last Saturday I despatched a letter to you containing a duplicate of the bill of exchange sent in January, and all the facts I knew of our books; and now comes to me a note from Wheeler, at Cambridge, saying that the printers, on reckoning up their amount of copy, find that nowise can they make 450 pages per volume, as they have promised, for these two last of the Miscellanies. They end the third volume with page 390, and they have not but 350 or less pages for the fourth.  They ask, What shall be done?  Nothing is known to me but to give them Rahel, though I grudge it, for I vastly prefer to end with Scott. Rahel, I fancy, cost you no night and no morning, but was writ in that gentle after-dinner hour so friendly to good digestion.  Stearns Wheeler dreams that it is possible to draw at this eleventh hour some possible manuscript out of the unedited treasures of Teufelsdrockh’s cabinets.  If the manuscripts were ready, all fairly copied out by foreseeing scribes in your sanctuary at Chelsea, the good goblin of steam would—­with the least waiting, perhaps a few days—­bring the packet to our types in time.  I have little hope, almost none, from a sally so desperate on possible portfolios; but neither will I be wanting to my sanguine co-editor, your good friend.  So I told him I would give you as instant notice as Mr. Rogers at the Merchants’ Exchange Bar can contrive, and tell you plainly that we shall proceed to print Rahel when we come so far on; and with that paper end; unless we shall receive some contrary word from you.  And if we can obtain any manuscript from you before we have actually bound our book, we will cancel our last sheets and insert it.  And so may the friendly Heaven grant a speedy passage to my letter and to yours!  I fear the possibility of our success is still further reduced by the season of the year, as the Lectures must shortly be on foot.  Well, the best speed to them also.  When I think of you as speaking and not writing them, I remember Luther’s words, “He that can speak well, the same is a man.”