Last words of Thomas Carlyle - Warburg Institute

VARNHAGEN VON ENSE IN THE YEARS 1837-57 221indicate it to me. This poor old Cheruscan brotherman, apparently some horrible miscreant, plungeddown to be tanned in peat-bogs, and then to be dugup into daylight again after 2,000 years : this is athing I shall never forget. This is almost all that Inow remember of Mone and his grey dreary book.In Dublin Museum, I believe, there is the analogousfigure of an antique nearly naked Celt, dug out ofbogs, in like manner ; but this, from my account ofit, seems much less notable than the Cheruscan.I ought earnestly to caution you against takingmuch or any trouble about all this, but I am afraid,that will be almost of no avail ! In verity, thesematters are so unimportant to me, you can hardlytake too little trouble with them ; and if I find, as isstill to be dreaded, that you have taken too much,why then, in that case, I will not employ you again !Actually that shaU be your punishment.To-day, however, in my haste, I must bid youAdieu, in hope of meetiug again, on paper at least,before long. Poor Schelling ! I really fear you areright regarding him ! As for us, by God's help,Dringen wir vorwarts.Yours ever,T. Carlyle.