Last words of Thomas Carlyle - Warburg Institute

AMELY EOLTE, 1843-49 299Wynne at the parlour door. I never saw two suchtall women in my room together.Ever affectionately yours,Jane Carlyle.Epsom : Sunday, Febr. 18, 1849.My dear Amalie,—I am still here, with no particularwish to return to London. Nevertheless aswe live in a conditional world with duties to dobetter and worse—and ' forms of Society ' to attendto, and above alla lot of silver spoons to look after,it behoves me to go back to-morrow. Then the firstbusiness requiring my attention may have to betransacted with you yourself. I shall call for youto-morrow betwixt 2 and 3 p.m., when I hope it wUlnot be inconvenient for you to receive me for a fewminutes. Don't get into any apprehensions that Iam empowered to make any proposal to you of eitherlegitimate or illegitimate nature, having no superfluityof lovers on hand at present, while people are souniversally occupied with politics.But times may mend for us women— one livesinhope.—Meanwhile it is an innocent little concern ofa daily soreness I have to speak about ;you havingalways plenty of that sort of things which it is aconvenience to yourself as well as to others todispose of. N.B.—Beauty to be dispensed with.Affectionately yours,Jane W. Carlyle.