The Correspondence of Thomas Carlyle and Ralph Waldo Emerson, 1834-1872, Vol II. eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 306 pages of information about The Correspondence of Thomas Carlyle and Ralph Waldo Emerson, 1834-1872, Vol II..

The Correspondence of Thomas Carlyle and Ralph Waldo Emerson, 1834-1872, Vol II. eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 306 pages of information about The Correspondence of Thomas Carlyle and Ralph Waldo Emerson, 1834-1872, Vol II..
in it for her!  I do cheerfully what I can;—­which is far more than she asks of me (for I have not seen a prouder silent soul);—­but there is not the least possibility of truth in the notion she has taken up:  and the hope of ever proving it, or finding the least document that countenances it, is equal to that of vanquishing the windmills by stroke of lance.  I am often truly sorry about the poor lady:  but she troubles nobody with her difficulties, with her theories; she must try the matter to the end, and charitable souls must further her so far.

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* Mr. O.M.  Mitchell, the astronomer.
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Clough is settled in his Office; gets familiarized to it rapidly (he says), and seems to be doing well.  I see little of him hitherto; I did not, and will not, try to influence him in his choice of countries; but I think he is now likely to continue here, and here too he may do us some good.  Of America, at least of New England, I can perceive he has brought away an altogether kindly, almost filial impression,—­especially of a certain man who lives in that section of the Earth.  More power to his elbow!—­Thackeray has very rarely come athwart me since his return:  he is a big fellow, soul and body; of many gifts and qualities (particularly in the Hogarth line, with a dash of Sterne superadded), of enormous appetite withal, and very uncertain and chaotic in all points except his outer breeding, which is fixed enough, and perfect according to the modern English style.  I rather dread explosions in his history.  A big, fierce, weeping, hungry man; not a strong one. Ay de mi! But I must end, I must end.  Your Letter awakened in me, while reading it, one mad notion.  I said to myself:  Well, if I live to finish this Frederic impossibility, or even to fling it fairly into the fire, why should not I go, in my old days, and see Concord, Yankeeland, and that man again, after all!—­Adieu, dear friend; all good be with you and yours always.

—­T.  Carlyle

CLIV.  Emerson to Carlyle

Concord, 11 March, 1854

My Dear Carlyle,—­The sight of Mr. Samuel Laurence, the day before yesterday, in New York, and of your head among his sketches, set me on thinking which had some pain where should be only cheer.  For Mr. Laurence I hailed his arrival, on every account.  I wish to see a good man whom you prize; and I like to have good Englishmen come to America, which, of all countries, after their own, has the best claim to them.  He promises to come and see me, and has begun most propitiously in New York.  For you,—­I have too much constitutional regard and —–­, not to feel remorse for my short-comings and slow-comings, and I remember the maxim which the French stole from our Indians,—­and it was worth stealing,—­“Let not the grass grow on the path of friendship.”  Ah! my brave giant, you can never understand the silence and forbearances of such as are not giants.  To those to whom we owe affection, let us be dumb until we are strong, though we should never be strong.  I hate mumped and measled lovers.  I hate cramp in all men,—­most in myself.

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